You Are Worthy : You Are Enough : Brené Brown DVD Giveaway

I love Sunday afternoons where my uncles and cousins get together after church and we just spend time together as a family. It usually is the highlight of my week!

At night before I put my daughter to bed, we will rock for a bit while I hum "our song." She says it helps calm her down before she sleeps. She will be seven next month. The time between rocks is getting longer, and the space in my lap is getting smaller, yet each time she asks, I realize that what started as an ordinary bedtime ritual when she was tiny has turned into something extraordinary. Perhaps one day she will hum that song to her babies and remember how very much I love her.

We live 30 minutes from everywhere so I get a lot of car time with my kid. I love driving as she talks non-stop about the joys and struggles of 8th grade. :)

This really hits home with me, this is something that I think about frequently and I try to use my scrapbooking as a way to remind myself that I am worthy and important. Thanks Ali!

Watching my 17 year-old son snuggle on the couch & read to my 3 year-old nephew.

when my son asks me nightly to snuggle with him "just for a minute." i know it won't always be so.

Riding in the car with my boys, listening to them make jokes and laugh and appreciate the world around us in funny teenage ways is one of my most treasured ordinary moment right now. I love being able to hear their perspective and informally talk to them when in a fun, playful mood.

How easy it is to not appreciate those ordinary moments, but they are the sustenance of our lives.
Being with my grandchildren is the best that life has to offer. I know as they get older this frequent pleasure will become an occasional treat, but for now I shall enjoy it for all that it is worth.

Right now my favorite moments are when my almost 4 year old asks me what all the different road signs mean. It's so cute...."Mommy what does five oh mean?" Or "Mommy what does that arrow with a circle and line across it mean?" He's growing up too quickly so I truly cherish these little moments together.

Talking about the best & worst parts of my childrens' day at dinner time. Dinner time is so important.

My favorite ordinary moment is my cup of tea and reading a few pages of my book each night.

I look at photos of my daughter. The same photos. Everyday. I think of the moments I had with her when those photos were taken.

So well said...Now in my 40's I've finally come to accepting my "stories". :o)

I guess "ordinary" for me means what does my typical day look like, which is pretty much a blur of four busy kids, one loving husband, a lot of shuffling from kitchen to computer to diaper changing to laundry to computer to errands to... whatever comes up in the day, followed by a couple hours of peace & quiet at the end of the day to reflect (and catch up) on it all. :)

My best ordinary moment is our Sunday evening ritual, we let the children chose a board game, we play, we have finger foods and cuddle. Very relaxed and fun.

I love it when I get mad at my little three year old boy (well, I don't love that part...) but he knows he has my heart when he smiles and laughs after and knocks me over with a hug ;)

reminders like this are so key in what can sometimes be the chaos of everyday life. thank you for sharing.

Now that my daughter is grown and has moved away, I'm reading some of the comments and wishing that I hadn't wasted so many opportunities to have "ordinary moments" with her. Who cares now that her room wasn't cleaned or the household chores weren't finished? Now thinking back I wish I hadn't cared so much about the things that don't really matter. I'm trying to live my life "in the moment" now, so every day is a new opportunity to have my "ordinary" moments. And yes, I'm picking up the phone to call her now, lol.

I had a great ordinary moment today - a rare 55 degree day in March in Michigan, walking to the park enjoying the sunshine with my children. Really an extraordinary moment!

On Sunday mornings before getting up and going or doing anything else, Jon and I share a cup of cocoa with whipcream and the Sunday paper, in bed. It has been our way for twenty plus years now.