MOMumental: Adventures in the Messy Art of Raising a Family

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Celebrating the joyous art of being a mother, MOMumental offers an inspiring, honest, and infectiously humorous look at the perils and pleasures of raising a family in the real world.

Once a devout believer in the myth of the perfect mother, author Jennifer Grant now has a more realistic yet still upbeat view of parenting and families. Instead of focusing on creating a conflict-free home, raising picture-perfect kids, and being an ideal mother, Grant offers a wiser and more ...

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Celebrating the joyous art of being a mother, MOMumental offers an inspiring, honest, and infectiously humorous look at the perils and pleasures of raising a family in the real world.

Once a devout believer in the myth of the perfect mother, author Jennifer Grant now has a more realistic yet still upbeat view of parenting and families. Instead of focusing on creating a conflict-free home, raising picture-perfect kids, and being an ideal mother, Grant offers a wiser and more down-to-earth way to love your children that makes room for mistakes and imperfections. She says, “I share stories about family life and how I’ve come to appreciate the mess of it. I am grateful for my own happy, idiosyncratic, and imperfect family.”

MOMumental is one mother’s account of the unpredictable, creative, sometimes hilarious, and always rewarding process of raising a family. It’s filled with funny and poignant stories from her everyday life—a life that mothers everywhere can identify with.

MOMumental is a book about parenting, family, and intentional relationships for readers who normally avoid such fare like an overzealous street evangelist. (Raises hand.) Its wit and wisdom completely enraptured me. A delightful and surprising gift to us all.

Cathleen Falsani
award-winning journalist and author

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  • ISBN-13: 9781617950742
  • Publisher: Worthy Publishing
  • Publication date: 5/8/2012
  • Pages: 224
  • Product dimensions: 5.48 (w) x 7.80 (h) x 0.74 (d)

Meet the Author

Jennifer Grant

 Jennifer Grant is mother to four children and author of Love You More: The Divine Surprise of Adopting My Daughter (2011).  For more than a decade she wrote for the Chicago Sun-Times.  Currently she writes a column and features for the Chicago Tribune.  Grant is a Wheaton College graduate who received her Masters in English and Creative Writing from SMU.  She lives in Chicago, IL.
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Momumental

Adventures in the Messy Art of Raising a Family


By Jennifer Grant

WORTHY PUBLISHING

Copyright © 2012 Jennifer Grant
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-61795-099-5



CHAPTER 1

Fledge Words and Fairy Dust

Adventures in Saying Yes


A woman I admire once told me her parenting philosophy. Although my oldest child was only three at the time, I filed her words away in my mind and knew someday I'd return to them. The way I understood it, she and her husband began raising kids with a high proportion of "no"s, but increased the "yes"es each year. She said the job of parenting entailed letting out the rope, giving kids more freedom and room to roam as they grew.

She kept very close to her children when they were babies and toddlers. She had high standards for their behavior as they moved through school. Little by little, however, she and her husband made setting expectations a family affair, and their children were given more autonomy. By the time they were in high school, her children were independent and almost completely responsible for the consequences of their choices. The parents still had authority over the children and there were well-established household rules, but increasingly my friend and her husband allowed their kids to take risks, to make their own goals and decisions, and to set the course for their lives.

Po Bronson, child development expert and coauthor with Ashley Merryman of Nurture Shock, would likely nod at this approach to parenting. In his article "How Not to Helicopter" he writes, "Teens need opportunities to take good risks.... They need part of their life to feel real, not just a dress rehearsal for college. They will mature more quickly if these elements are in their life."

Now my friend's three children are adults and, from what I have observed, they are connected, vital, and healthy people. They seem to enjoy their parents. They all graduated from college, and two are happily married.

I like the idea that as kids grow in wisdom and maturity, they will hear "yes" more often.

I have turned my wise friend's words over in my mind countless times over the years, visualizing myself literally releasing a skein of rope, foot by foot, as my children grow older. Now that my oldest child is in high school, I give him ample room to make his own decisions and to live with the consequences. I bite my tongue during finals week when he says he needs a break from studying and wants to go out with friends. I no longer keep close track of whether he's practicing his cello or how he's spending his money. I don't insist that he goes to summer camp or on church mission trips. I don't slip into his room when he's showering after a soccer game and drop his dirty uniform down the chute so it will be ready for the next game or tuck laundered gym clothes into his backpack. These things are his responsibilities now. If he goes to school having left an English paper in the printer or to soccer practice without his cleats, he'll be the one affected.

There are house rules he must follow and he knows his parents' values and expectations, but most of the decisions in his life are his to make. When he asks, we talk at length about what his father and I see as benefits or potential pitfalls of saying yes or no in a certain situation, but—the vast majority of the time—we leave decisions to him. In having the opportunity to make real decisions, my son matures and gains independence, and I catch glimpses of the adult he is becoming.


* * *

Yes.

James Joyce's striking novel Ulysses ends with it. That last unpunctuated chapter begins with the word and it abundantly appears throughout Molly's soliloquy. The book ends with her recollection of her husband Bloom's proposal: "and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes." After forty-some pages without the sentence ending, that final, capitalized "Yes" and the period that follows it make you catch your breath.

Yes.

E.E. Cummings' exceedingly punctuated work frolicked with it. He begins one poem with the words "yes is a pleasant country." The first stanza of another of his poems, "i thank You God for most this amazing," reads

i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes


Yes declares, "Of course! So be it!" It is a fundamental word for all sorts of creation. Friendships, marriages, transformations, treaties, inventions, art. Even saying the word yes guides our mouths into the shaping of a smile.

Yes, as my wonderful college English professor and priest, the late Reverend Dr. Joseph McClatchy said, is a "fledge word." Fledge words, he said, reach up toward heaven, seemingly taking wing to the Most High. The upward reaching of the letter Y, Father McClatchy pointed out, makes our spirits rejoice and stretch toward God.

The usual definition of the word fledge is to be capable of, or to have the feathers required, for flying. When a bird is "fledged," it can take flight. Fledge words reach up toward heaven, causing our hearts to soar when we speak them.

(Yes, Father McClatchy was delightfully eccentric.)

When my husband and I were engaged, almost twenty-five years ago, we hurried to Father McClatchy's office high in an old gothic building on our college campus that once was a stop on the Underground Railroad. Because he was a favorite professor and a priest at our church, David and I wanted him to be one of the first people to know of our engagement.

We knocked at the door.

"Yes? Come in! Come in!" Father McClatchy called.

I like to think that we were both pet students of his, but to be honest, I believe David was his real favorite. After all, it was David who more than once received grades of A + + + + on his English papers. (Until I saw my boyfriend's grades, I was buoyed with pride when I received the occasional A +. I forgave David and decided to marry him anyway, the show-off.)

"Father," David began on that December afternoon, "there's something we want to share with you."

"Wait! Wait! Don't say a word!" Father McClatchy shouted, anticipating our news. "Not another word!"

A trim and spritely man with a neat beard and glasses, he jumped up from his desk, jogged around it, and busied himself at his stereo console. He chose an album and slipped it from its cardboard sleeve. (Remember record albums?) He then carefully set it on the turntable, lowered the needle, and as the music began, said, "Okay. Now. I want you to be waltzing when you say it."

As the music of Johann Strauss—I don't remember which piece but something along the lines of "The Blue Danube" or Die Fledermaus—filled the room, David and I did our best impression of a waltz and Father McClatchy sat on the edge of his desk and clapped his hands excitedly.

"Now tell me!" he shouted over the music.

"Father McClatchy!" David yelled. "We're engaged!"

"Hallelujah!" our professor cried. He shaped his arms goalpost style to suggest a capital H before wrapping us in his embrace. "Hallelujah! H! Fledge letter! Fledge word!"

What a superb way to begin a life together.

Yes. It is a pleasant country.


But then there's no. No is the lines in your datebook, the hands of the clock, the entries in your check register. No is a door closing, a disapproving shake of the head, a frown. Of course, No's not all bad. Not at all. No keeps us from hurting ourselves, No protects us, and No draws boundaries around cherished parts of our lives. It's not a fledge word, however. That's for sure.

When my eldest child was an infant, I heard Harvard child psychiatrist Robert Coles interviewed on the radio. He said that parents should start saying no to children at about nine months old. No saves them from running into the road and being hit by a car, putting their fingers in electrical outlets, or thinking it's acceptable to yank on the dog's tail.

No, Coles explained, gives children a message that bolsters their independence and self-esteem. It lets them know that someone more capable and bigger than they are is looking out for them. They want and need that sense of protection—desperately.

Isn't that why kids test our resolve and resist our authority?

"Are you in charge? Are you?" they ask. "Because believe it or not, I'm not really sure what I'm doing most of the time."

Well, as you know, they never ever actually come out and say that. They whine and cry and shout "Mine!" or "Everyone's allowed to go except me!" or "You're so unfair!" But, as Coles pointed out, children need the loving protection of their parents' No. I took Coles' words to heart and, from very young ages, my children have heard the word often.


* * *

But No can be damaging too.

Weeks after we waltzed in our English professor's office, David received a very different response to our engagement in the form of a letter sent through the campus mail.

"You're not going to believe this," he said, flipping the envelope onto my lap. We were sitting in the lobby of my dorm and, as he began paging through a magazine, I opened the letter. It was written by a woman my husband had known when he was growing up, another professor at the college. She implored him to call off our wedding plans. My eyes stung as they grazed over her words: "dysfunctional family," "too special for her," "no chance for a successful marriage." Reading it, childhood fears about my inability to have a happy, stable marriage and family as an adult flew at me. It was the "sins of the fathers" argument, hurled at me in tidy cursive. I handed the letter back to David. He crumpled it and tossed it into the metal trashcan beside him.

"Go figure, right?" he said, before noticing my tears. "What? You're not going to take that seriously, are you?"

I was silent.

"It's just lies," he said, unperturbed.

Since that day, I've come to know the tone with which he spoke those words. David has a grudge-free and measured response to people he deems unreasonable—he shrugs them off. (I still have my learner's permit in this practice, and too often the Nos of my critics swirl around in my mind, knocking me off-balance.)

"Jen, she doesn't even know you. Or who we are together," David said. "Now forget it, and let's go get dinner."


* * *

At our wedding a few months later, with my bridesmaids wearing floral Laura Ashley dresses and my veil attached to a pink rose headband I nicknamed "The Hedge," Father McClatchy stood with David and me at the front of the church to join our lives together. In the service, a dear friend read "the love chapter" from the Bible. "Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things" (1 Corinthians 13:4-7). I don't care how predictable it may be to read that passage at weddings; I think it's an excellent way to send two people into marriage. The couple hearing those words, as was true for David and me, will likely have no idea of how excruciatingly difficult it will be to be patient, to be kind, and, yes, even to endure each other through certain parts of life. But starting a marriage together cloaked in those words seems a strong protection, and even a sort of road map, for the journey ahead.

As David and I retreated down the aisle after being proclaimed husband and wife, two of our friends who had served as ushers in the wedding stood up in the balcony above us, removed their tuxedo jackets and turned around. On the back of their shirts, written in black electrical tape, was the word YES.

A quarter century after saying those big, fledgy yesses to each other on our wedding day, David and I continue to say yes to each other. Since they came into our lives, we love, endure, and believe in our children too, saying yes to them when we can. Ours has been as happy a marriage as any I know, by which I mean we have struggled through parched, desert places, enjoyed stunning moments of joy, and have learned over time to be loving partners to each other. Sometimes I experience an almost adolescent crush on him. (Have his eyes always been so blue? And those strong features? He brings Christopher Plummer's Captain von Trapp to mind, minus the whistle and cranky demeanor. But still ... aye, aye Captain!) He looks over at me at those moments and I feel myself blush. Other days, the way he butters his toast so meticulously makes me want to scream. And why does he have to smash the garbage down in the kitchen trashcan so hard that the next day, when it's overflowing and I attempt to pull the bag out, I end up with a torn bag and garbage all over the floor? Of course, he has his teeny-tiny moments of annoyance with me too. I'll admit that, among other things, I'm not always the most careful person in the entire United States of America when I load the dishwasher and, for the most part, reading instruction booklets is anathema to me.

"This doesn't work!" I'll declare with the petulance of an overtired five-year-old.

"Did you read the instructions?" David asks.

Without waiting for an answer, he fishes around in the bottom of the shipping box for the booklet and gathers the heap of components to the juicer, vacuum cleaner, or whatever new appliance has made its way into our home.

"Let me give it a try," he says. "With the instructions this time."

Between infatuation and petty irritation, of course, is the way we experience each other most of the time. We are supportive friends and partners in parenting. We are prone to tease each other for our eccentricities, eager for excuses to go out to dinner together, and always happy to open our home to our friends. Needless to say, after twenty-five years, I feel extremely fortunate to be married to David.

Every day of our lives, in some way, shape, or form, we say yes to each other.

We say yes to our children too. I want my children to always hear loud and clear the Yes of our love for them and to be confident, hopeful, and whole. When life hands them the kind of hissing, mortifying No contained in that letter to David so long ago, I want my children to be able to crumple it up, toss it into the garbage can, and move on. In a perfect world, their parents' love would protect them and somehow serve as a shield from mean-spirited people or other disappointments life will certainly deliver. But I know it's not a perfect world. Each of my children will have crushing blows to navigate, no matter how well I manage to nurture, love, and guide them.

So I say yes to them when I can.

Yes, you can ride the mechanical horse at the front of the grocery store until I can't find any more quarters in the bottom of my purse.

Yes, we can go on a walk, play Uno, or color together.

Yes, you can stay up late on a summer night, have a friend sleep over, and skip practicing your viola today.

Yes, you should try out for that.

Yes, I'll take you and your friend to that concert.

Yes, you are old enough, brave enough, and smart enough.

Yes, yes, yes.

It's tricky to walk that tightrope between Yes and No, to know when to reach our hands up and exclaim that fledge word Yes or when to direct our hands toward the ground in an angular No. As parents, we're faced with that decision countless times a day. Yes, you can watch that Bob the Builder video. No, you can't have a cookie. Yes, you can go to the football game with your friends. No, you can't have money for that.

Yes, No, Yes, No.

A friend tells me her parenting philosophy is to say to her kids, "Just let the word no echo through your heads." She's kidding, of course, but isn't it tempting sometimes to go that route? Parenting is trickier than that, and as we falter along that high-wire act, awkwardly holding whatever we use as our balancing poles, an audience gathers and people begin to point. If we lean too far toward Yes, we're labeled as permissive. When we veer the other direction, we're control freaks or Helicopter Moms. But those labels aren't really accurate, are they? Aren't all of us some combination of all of these as we muddle along as parents?

For example, if you'd seen me as a young mother of three at the grocery store, my four-year-old walking alongside me, my two-year-old sitting in the cart facing me, and the baby in her carrier, maybe you'd have thought me an Earth Mama, wearing a groovy sling and filling the cart with organic sweet potatoes, recycled paper towels, and soy milk. You would have seen the dark circles under my eyes and might have even been one of the countless people who smiled at me and said, "You've got your hands full."

My children, obediently trotting with me into the store, would likely have appealed to you. "What nice children," you might have said, smiling at my slightly disheveled but competent-enough mommy self.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Momumental by Jennifer Grant. Copyright © 2012 Jennifer Grant. Excerpted by permission of WORTHY PUBLISHING.
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Table of Contents

Introduction: Velveteen Parenting: Adventures in Becoming Real 1

Chapter 1 Fledge Words and Fairy Dust: Adventures in Saying Yes 19

Chapter 2 The Body Hair Incident: ventures in Accepting Conflict 39

Chapter 3 Mommy Misdemeanors: Adventures in Messing Up 55

Chapter 4 Escape to Gordon's House: Adventures in Friendship 75

Chapter 5 Behind the Amish: Adventures in the Basics 93

Chapter 6 There's Something about Blue French Fries: Adventures in Junk Culture 109

Chapter 7 Overheard at the Wedding Reception: Adventures in Eavesdropping 129

Chapter 8 On the Bwight Side…: Adventures in Mistaking Kids for Mini-Adults 135

Chapter 9 Eating Dinner: Adventures in Breaking Bread 153

Chapter 10 Parenting after Orange Alert: Adventures in Living Bravely in a Fearful Time 169

Chapter 11 Overheard on the Bus: Adventures in Chaperoning Field Trips 183

Chapter 12 Baleen Whales, Taco Night, and the Cheese Stick Bubbler: Adventures in Creating Family Lore 189

Chapter 13 The Case of the Missing Clementines: Adventures in Faith and Compassion 203

Chapter 14 Old Mom, New Tricks: Adventures in Shape-Shifting 217

Chapter 15 Hide and Seek: Adventures in Being Present 231

Conclusion: The Dollhouse: Adventures in Letting Go 237

Appendix 1 Five Multiple-Duty Products Busy Moms Shouldn't Be Without 242

Appendix 2 Signs of Mommy Burnout 249

Appendix 3 A Prayer to Tear out of This Book 253

Acknowledgments 254

Notes 257

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  • Posted May 4, 2012

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    My Review Of MOMUMENTAL By Jennifer Grant

    This is a story of a young mother who wanted to be the perfect mother (supermom), and as she begins her journey into motherhood she soon realizes there is no such thing as the perfect mother. We all see the perfect scenario when we set out to be that supermom, but diapers, teething and homework always win out. I love the part where Jennifer explains how all kids are different and each one needs to be raised differently, and for me this is the most honest statement I have heard or read any mother say. I thought of my daughter as I read the part in Jennifer’s book when she wrote about her children fighting and how she had to let them just work things out. She had to fight the urge to not get in the middle of the fight because she wanted them to know that home was a safe place where they could live together and feel heard. As mothers, we want to fix everything and make sure everyone is happy, but Jennifer reminds us to stop trying to be that perfect functional family, but to create a home that is filled with memories, where people can grow, and just be real. Because there is no perfect family out there, I’m sorry but there just isn’t. I wish this book would have been available about 26 years ago because it would have been very beneficial to me. And it can be very beneficial to young mothers today. I do have to say I did allot of laughing throughout this book too. Momumental was a very enjoyable read for me, and I would recommend this to all mothers and grandmothers alike. This book was provided to me for review compliments of Worthy Publishing in exchange for my opinion.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 6, 2012

    When I come across a good parenting book, I am instantly mesmeri

    When I come across a good parenting book, I am instantly mesmerized. Add a Christian perspective to it, and I am definitely hooked. Jennifer Grant has written a book that is definitely all that and more. Over my years as a mother, I have read several "mother" books, but this is probably one of the best I have ever read. It is practical, humorous, and above all, non-condemning!

    In the past, I have read mothering books that made me feel like I had to do A, B, and C in order to be a better mom. Oh, and if I didn't X, Y, and Z, I was going to mess my child up for life! I am so glad that Jennifer Grant does not take that view. She even shares stories of other's mistakes (including hers) that makes mother realize that it we are going to mess up (and sometimes mess up big!). And it is okay. We do the best we can with the knowledge we have at the time.

    I share her view of little kids. I struggled through my daughter's early years, but I am enjoying her now. It does get easier. Even though there are other issues that will arise, I am glad my daughter is the age she is now. No more diapers or bottles.

    My favorite page in the book was her take on the "Serenity Prayer." I don't want to ruin it for anyone, but I definitely want to frame a copy for my wall! I also was comforted when she talked about the different "bad mom" names she has had to endure over the years. I know how it feels to have someone criticize your parenting skills. Not fun at all!

    I have no criticisms at all except she needs some companion guide to this that has some of her inspiring sayings. It would be neat to do this as a light, fun mom's study with some kind of interactive workbook. But until that happens, I will just go back and read certain parts when I get to feeling down as a mother.

    I highly recommend this to every mother who has ever felt like a bad mom or had a bad mom day. It is a quick, uplifting read that will inspire and encourage you.

    I was sent a copy of this book in exchange for my honest review. I was not financially compensated, and all opinions are 100 percent mine.

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  • Posted May 22, 2012

    Great stories with insight and comfort about the craziness of motherhood

    I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Jennifer Grant has an amazing story telling ability, and through her stories I found wisdom, insight into different ways to approach the demands of motherhood, and comfort in knowing that I'm not alone in trying to figure motherhood out. Inspirational and makes you laugh at the same time!

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  • Posted May 16, 2012

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    One mom's humorous and candid memoir shows would-be supermoms ho

    One mom's humorous and candid memoir shows would-be supermoms how to create a realistically balanced family life without losing their minds.




    ~This was a cute book filled with laughable stories that any Mom can relate too. I enjoyed reading this even though my 3 are out of diapers. I have picked up a few good tips here on how to deal with my Tween, which I am glad for!~


    Thanks for HandleBar Marketing for sending me this book to read and review, all opinions are my own.

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  • Posted May 14, 2012

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    A Real Parenting Book!

    This is a wonderful memoir of family life in all of its (sometimes) messy glory. It's definitely not your normal book about raising a child! It's not about being the perfect parent, its about being a REAL mom. I think that's whats so appealing about this book. The author uses her real experiences(and that of friends etc.) of being a parent, the good, bad, and the ugly. The stories that she uses to illustrate are pretty dog gone funny, and I think most parents have a story or two that's pretty similar from their journey through parenthood.
    ;)

    Even though I'm not a Mom myself, I really liked this book. The heartfelt stories, and the realness of the author, made this a fun, interesting, and educational read.
    If you are a mom (or about to be), I would definitely recommend that you pick up this read.
    I'm sure you won't regret it!

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  • Posted May 8, 2012

    Funny grace

    Jennifer Grant is a wonderful writer; her style and stories will take your breath away!

    I'm not a mom but I delighted in the book because I delight in honest writing. Not only is Jennifer intentionally transparent, she invites her readers to play with what is revealed through this transparency. She makes us laugh because we see ourselves in her! (She is SO funny!!!)

    In revealing herself through this earnest, true story of love, she gives the rest of us permission to open ourselves more fully to grace, fun and love.

    And that's what I call a great book.

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  • Posted May 4, 2012

    The newest book from Worthy Publishing, "MOMumental" b

    The newest book from Worthy Publishing, "MOMumental" by Jennifer Grant, is one that all mom's need to read. I could not put this book down. When I wasn't laughing at the commonalities between her life and mine, I was learning some practical tips on how to be a mom- a real mom. She is a normal mom with normal mom problems and reading this book just made me feel better about some of my choices and helped me to loosen up on myself.

    It is not often that I really enjoy a "memoir" type book but this one was different. Instead of relaying random stories about her life, Jennifer Grant takes the reader into her home and offers ideas that we moms can use in our homes and, at the same time, shows that she is as far from perfect as the rest of us!

    As a Catholic mom, I must also mention that this book is totally "Catholic-friendly". There is actually a chapter dedicated to religion where the author discusses her interactions with a Catholic friend of hers. She tells of the Catholic faith in a respectful way and I encourage Catholic moms to pick up a copy of this book.

    So, to all moms out there wondering how to be good parents, buy a copy of "MOMumental". My favorite quote from the book comes from the author's son. He says that "in parenting, what matters most is what we do most of the time"... can't get any truer than that!

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    Posted May 1, 2012

    I've had the opportunity - and it has been a delight - to review

    I've had the opportunity - and it has been a delight - to review a new book, MOMumental. I would have benefited from this book in so many ways if I had been able to read it 30 years ago before I became a mom . . . but, sadly for me, it had not yet been written. It is however; available now and I can not recommend it strongly enough for all moms, moms-to-be and moms-who-hope-one-day-to be. It absolutely should be not only on your "must-read" list, but also on your, "I-absolutely-will-read" list! Grandmas, this book would make a perfect baby shower gift!!!!

    MOMumental
    Author - Jennifer Grant
    Publisher - WORTHY Publishing

    Favorite Features -
    this book shares the heartfelt desire of one mom to be a perfect mom . . . and her experiences as she discovered there is no such thing as a "perfect" mom
    I love how she so freely and honestly shares her "low points" as well as her triumphs as a mom!
    in the chapter, "Escape to Gordon's House", I discovered my favorite paragraph in this book . . . "I attempt - admittedly with only partial success - to 'prefer the given,' an idea my old professor Father McClatchy introduced to us in college. Coined by British author Charles Williams, the phrase means choosing to appreciate what we have instead of being dissatisfied with the grace and other gifts God gives us. In other words, if winter is a northerner's lot in life for half of the year, what's the point in wishing it were otherwise?" There is a lot of wisdom in this paragraph . . . one this northerner can certainly identify with, even if I'm no longer a new mom!
    I particularly enjoyed the chapter "On the Bwight Side . . . " and appreciate not only the personal stories - one which left me laughing out loud - but the emphasis on not pre-judging our children or expecting our children to be "little adults". Excellent!
    I'm so happy to see the chapter on families eating meals together! Thank you Jennifer - I absolutely agree it is essential family meals are a priority for children and families!
    as a mom and grandma living in this world, I appreciate chapter 10 - "Parenting After an Orange Alert" and found the sentences very encouraging; "When He appears to humans, our God of love often prefaces His messages with, 'Do not be afraid."I want them (my children/grandchildren) to be people who know there is a bigger picture, a spiritual promise of hope and redemption, even when life circumstances feel frightening." "I don't want them to lose sight of it or fail to see God's gifts of love around them because they are afraid of what, ultimately, cannot harm them." We all need to hear these messages!
    excellent information about beginning a tradition of family meetings . . . this is something I wish I had known to do when my children were young.
    I absolutely agree . . . young moms need to know and hear, "You're doing great. And it gets easier. I promise."
    If you are looking for one book on being a mom to read - or recommend to a young mom, this is the one! MOMumental releases on May 8th and is a honest sharing of one mom's dreams, hopes and heart!

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