Ridiculousness!!

Reading the news the last few days, there have been many topics I have wanted to write on, and many blog post written out in my head. I just have not found the time to actually write them. Annie has been pre-teething, a new term I just made up. It's when a baby shows all the signs of teething, but no tooth. Its like the pain with no gain.
Fun times.
So I sit here now, at my computer, the baby sleeps, finally getting to write.
The topics that have been blasting the news here lately are of course, Ebola, some more Ebola stories, and a few more Ebola stories. The Ebola crisis is full blown by this point. You would think an outbreak of the most deadly virus in the world would be a cause that would unite us all, but no, not in America. This outbreak has just highlighted how increasingly polarized out country is, how everything boils down to politics and political correctness.
It angers me. I could write hundreds of blogs, lambasting the stupidity of modern day America. I could decry the whole political machine we follow. I could do all that, but as I mentioned above, the time, and the reason I don't have any, I have four precious kids.
My kids are what derail my thoughts. In my bouts of anger, I am usually interrupted by someone needing a snack. My kids are what turn my thoughts to prayer, and sadness.
Just this morning, nursing my baby, I was reading an article on the bullying tactics of the LGBT community. I looked at my baby, realizing I might be the last generation of parents who raise their kids in a world where boys are boys and girls are girls. My kids are growing up in a world that is trying to force down all our throats that biological gender means nothing. That brings me such sadness.
It will be so confusing for little kids. I am a boy, why are you not calling me a boy, Why do I get in trouble for calling other boys boys? Why do I get in trouble for saying someone is a girl.
 It's happening. Just last week a story was out about a school district in Nebraska, tying to be more gender inclusive, boys and girls will no longer be referred to as 'boys and girls'. They are to be called "purple aliens" and boy and girl are to be referred to as the "b"word and the "g" word.
All in the name of political correctness. Our kids are used as pawns.
 Looking at my baby girl, I was in awe of the miracle that God made. It is not my prerogative to question her gender, he made her a female, how dare I cause her to question that, or plant seeds of doubt in her mind. It would be so blasphemous to me. How can we live in such a twisted world, ruled by nonsense. How do I fight it for the sake of my children?
All I know to do, is pray. Pray for wisdom, so when these new ideas are presented, the wisdom of God will guide my thoughts. I pray I hold fast to the gospel, to the word of God, it would speak the truth to me. I pray for Godly leaders within the faith community, Leaders that follow the scripture. Leaders that boldly speak the truth. I pray for my babies, that they will find their footing in God, and not be tossed by the changing tides of political correctness.
I know many of my readers are fellow moms. I would love to hear feed back.

the lost little blog

So, I did my first post, and I then tried to type another post yesterday, but decided my subject topic was too intense for a new blog, and I didn't really know where I was going with it, or my blog in general. I have no real, solid direction, or specific subject matter I plan on sticking to.
All the blogs I follow have a basic subject that is their main theme, but they also write on any subject as they see fit, and let the reader into their lives. I think that is what makes a blog so interesting, is getting a peak at someone else's life. Is it sad I really enjoy reading what other moms feed their kids for lunch? I know how lame this makes me look.
I am a mom though, and we tend to get a rap for being lame. I wish I could be cooler, but I am too tired. I am almost too tired to care what I wear. I totally understand mom jeans at this point in my life. Mom's have so many cool strikes against them, one more for wearing ridiculously ugly jeans seems not to matter too much. Plus, who has the time to go shopping for jeans. Plus, who wants to go shopping at all after having a baby. Plus, jeans suck anyway.
I hope my blog finds a niche. I hope I get a nap today. I hope to make the world a better place. I hope to care for my neighbor, and fellow man. I hope to never loose hope.

P.S.- I hope to not be so random at some point!

Room for more

I know. I started a blog. Everyone has a blog. How expected.
Maybe.
I'm sorry to be the cause of your eye rolling today, buy my mind is full. It needs a wide open space to run wild and be crazy, kind of like a puppy.
Unlocked is how I imagine this blog. Being a mom, who spends most of her time at home, with a baby and toddler, I need a space where I can be unlocked from my life. I feel like a prisoner some days, but I am actually cool with that. I think God works in the quiet moments in life. Embracing the solitude allows me time to think, grow, cry, and very rarely, nap!
God has given me a busy mind, and it has no shut off. It needs a place to expel some of it busyness and constantly changing states. I do not call myself a writer. I am probably not very entertaining. I will probably be very bad at this, and fail more often than I succeed. All I know is that, writing is hard for me. I really don't like putting my most personal, inward thoughts out in the world. What will people think? They will laugh at me, mark me as weird, too intense, not worth their time.
 I have to do this is all I know. God is leading, so I will follow. Even though I have argued a thousand times it's a bad idea.  So, please read, at least a few times. Tell me what you think, and feel free to share your thoughts.