Many of my conversations in recent weeks have revolved around blogging. Friends are curious how I came to the decision to begin writing and posting for the world to see.
It wasn’t an idea I woke up with one morning, but rather a desire that has been swirling around in my heart for the past 10 years. Writing has long been something that I enjoy; a way to articulate feelings and reduce stress. I love the creativity that it allows and the depth it captures.
One of my childhood dreams was to be an author. I had a notebook of story plots in my desk when I was younger and spent hours reading my favorite books. For me, reading and writing go hand in hand, as books provide such inspiration.Before I get ahead of myself, allow me to give you a little backstory.
The spring I graduated from high school, I received a call from an upperclassman named Rachel at the college I was planning to attend. The energetic, witty girl on the other end of the phone sang the praises of college, and we chatted for a few moments. It was nice to connect with an established student enjoying her studies. It gave me hope that, I too, could be a successful nursing major.
This part of my journey is important, as it illustrates how God weaves our lives together in such fine detail.
It was in college (in the early 2000s) when I first heard the term “blog.” For several years, blogging seemed like such a trendy pastime. A phase that would quickly disappear when something better came along. Then one day, I realized I had been reading one blog religiously for several months! Trendy or not, the writer’s words resonated with me.
Fast forward to 2012.
I ran into Rachel at the preschool our sons were attending. We struck up a conversation about the freelance writing she was doing. I had an interest in writing on the side, and Rachel mentored me for a couple of months. I explored this option for myself, even writing several pieces for a portfolio. It didn’t take long for me to realize my acquaintance- turned- friend had the heart of a teacher and was worth her weight in gold.
The writing bug continued to gnaw at me, but with an increase in work responsibilities, the time wasn’t right to pursue it. Rachel continued her freelancing, but began adding food photography and blogging to her repertoire.
If you haven’t already, stop what you’re doing and check her out at www.thecountrycontessa.com. She is intelligent, compassionate, and enormously talented.
As she began working her magic in the blogging world, I admired her work from afar. One day I thought, “Hey, if she can make a piece of cake look that terrific, maybe she’ll agree to make our family pictures!”She captured some of my favorite photos of our crew to date.
Much to everyone’s surprise, one picture included a pregnancy announcement! 🙂 Not long after our fourth son was born, I began thinking about blogging again, but the time didn’t seem right. Our baby was born with a medical issue that manifested at two months of age, requiring a hospitalization. God was telling me to wait.
Six months or so passed. I was talking with a friend and she made reference to the career change she had just made. She said, “I’m stepping away from that. It just isn’t my passion anymore.” While she and I would both agree that we can’t follow our feelings at every whim, I knew what she meant. After much thought, prayer, and searching, she decided to make the change.
That comment stopped me in my tracks.
What was my passion? What was my purpose? What were my gifts? Was I using them to their fullest potential for His glory? That night, I said to Mark, “I know God has given me the gift of motherhood, which is a passion, but I think there is something else I want to do.” I told him my idea.
With his blessing, I reached out to Rachel. Who, in her usual fashion, took me under her wing and continues to tirelessly guide and mentor me. I can’t tell you the hours of heartache she saved me in doing so.
I can stand back from this perspective and see how God has weaved the people and places of my life together, just perfectly. With every turn, it seems as if He is giving me the green light to proceed with this endeavor.
So, you may wonder, why “The Mentored Mom”?
Well, I am a teacher and an encourager by nature. Early childhood development and mothering are what I know best. Consequently, I feel called to share the things I have learned with others.
Don’t misunderstand. I haven’t “arrived” at a place of superior knowledge than the rest of the world’s women. Life has just presented me with my own set of circumstances and experiences and I feel blessed that I can share those with others. I pray that in doing so, you will be encouraged and inspired on your journey of motherhood.