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By Lisa Cherry

My recent rotator cuff surgery has left me unable to use my dominant right arm for those simple things we take for granted…like fixing my hair.

I have gained a new respect for those with disabilities and a new respect for eldercare! But for us moms who might have to temporarily deal with inconveniences, I have a great tips list...

1. Hairdressing truly is an art. Some have a talent for it… Some don’t.

2.  When someone says "That looks fine, mom"....it may not be true!    Keep in mind viewpoints of those of a different gender or age, and those who are simply in a hurry.

3. I’ve been told “You should just leave it natural; that's what I do." That advice is probably not best for the fine-haired, middle-age woman.

4. Curling irons wound too tightly can burn the scalp.

5.  Teaching the use of a curling iron is a lot like teaching geometry. Visualization and abstract reasoning are required. Select your students wisely.

6.  Explain thoroughly the dynamics of a curling iron to your student before he or she attempts to style your hair. When rolled backwards a curling iron produces odd hair indentations and crimps at intervals around your head....which leads to the need for number 7:

7. Always sit in front of a mirror to assess your hairdresser’s work while it is in progress. Do not wait until he or she thinks the styling is complete.

8.  The placement of bobby pins is also an art. Men know nothing about it, or about curling irons for that matter. (I discovered this recently one Sunday morning when I found myself alone with Doug as my only pre-church helper.) so.......

9.  Rearrange your own personal shower schedule to match the availability of your most gifted hairdresser.

10.  Consider the whole adventure a spiritual tool to conquer vanity…which of course you've been trying to help your teenager with all these years.  tweet  Don’t forget that

“Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised." Proverbs 31:30

Have you had to manage life without one of your usually dependable capacities?  How did you do it?  Please leave a comment and let me know.

Check out the previous posts in this series:

Linking to:

Beautiful Thursdays

Faith Filled Friday

Thrive @ Home Thursday

Feminine Friday

Homemaking Link-Up

Friday Favorite Things at Finding Joy

Encourage One Another

 Hearts 4 HomeJust for Fun Fridays

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Here we are ready for another Family Fun Friday Link-Up!  It’s a tradition here at Frontline Moms.

We spend so much of the week Unmasking and frontlining and aiming for the remnant that we decided we need a little dose of Family Fun come Friday!

My daughter-in-law Tara at Mommy Head Adventures is helping us with this.

So please link up your Family Fun blog post for all of us to see.  Just make sure it’s family friendly, and fun.

What kind of fun?

  • Fun kid recipes
  • Fun crafts
  • Fun family outings
  • Fun mom games, or
  • Funny stories of your family

We also hope you will share our fun button which you can find on the sidebar.


Cherry vacation 2012 Kyla Kalyn smiling 178976_104090126399915_575654009_nBy Kalyn Cherry Waller

Note from Lisa: Kalyn was furious when she walked into my kitchen recently with baby Kyla in her arms. Her usual pleasant greeting was replaced with outrage over the story below. I asked her to share it with you.

At fifteen, I was tricked into a secret relationship with a 46-year-old man.  This story could have been mine.

Child sterilization?  Mixed in with all the useless verbage on my Facebook newsfeed, those words caught my attention.

I thought my eyes must be tricking me.  I clicked on the link posted by a pastor friend of mine only to be horrified by what I was reading.

The state of Oregon has made it legal for girls as young as fifteen to be permanently sterilized without parental consentAnd Obamacare requires that this be made available at no cost.

My immediate response was outrage.  How could this be happening in our country?

The article went on to quote from the "consent" form that a young person would sign, stating that they fully understood the permanent nature of sterilization, and did not wish to EVER become pregnant.

Do you see the significant problems with any kind of statement resembling this?

A fifteen year old is not capable of fully understanding the repercussions of important decisions.  Hence the reason they cannot vote for the next president.  Or drive a car by themselves.  Or open a bank account.  Or schedule dental work for themselves.  The list goes on and on.

tubal ligation 800px-Left_tubal_ligationYET, without her parents’ consent, a fifteen-year-old could be permanently sterilized.  How ridiculous!

Furthermore, how many fifteen year olds want to be pregnant?  It is a vulnerable, awkward time. A time when a girl is transitioning into a woman.

Most normal fifteen-year-olds are in the stage of "I don't want to have kids myself, it is too much work and I have plenty of kids to babysit."  It is a developmental stage!  All of us moms grew out of that childish mindset to be mothers ourselves.

This absurd law confuses young girls and enables predators and those interested in making a profit from sick means. How easy it would be for an older man to convince a girl to be sterilized to hide their "relationship."

The consent, of course, states that no one can have coerced or forced the girl to this decision.  How silly.

A fifteen-year-old girl does not wake up one morning and think, "I want to be sterilized today."  No, someone plants the idea in her mind—someone who does not have her best interest at heart.

When I was fifteen and enthralled with my 46-year-old abuser, I bought into whatever he said. Let me tell you, I was able not able to think clearly, nor was I able to reason like an adult.  My mom blogged about it here.

Thank God, my parents found out, and my life and future were spared.  I cannot bear to think about what could have happened to me if they had not intervened.

Moms, please be as outraged as me about this.  Let's band together and say "no" to what is being allowed in our society.  If you live in Oregon, do what you can to see that this law is repealed.  If you live in another state, watch your state government’s legislation carefully and don’t let this spread any further.

Let's cling to the truth of God's word to protect our children and families.

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Kalyn Cherry Waller together with her mom Lisa Cherry share their story of how to protect our children in their book Unmask the Predators.

 

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By Lisa Cherry

If you're a regular reader of frontline moms, you probably noticed our gap in posts.

I had no idea when they wheeled me into surgery four weeks ago it would take me this long to get on my feet.

But today I'm announcing… I'm back.

I’m back directing my children.

I'm back settling the squabbles.

I'm back figuring out what to cook in the kitchen.

I may be wearing my sling and using a dictation program, but I'm back writing for frontline moms.

As a veteran birthing mom of 10, I just didn't take the warnings very seriously about the pain of the surgery.

But after two weeks of heavy pain, my subconscious mind was wondering.... where is baby already!?

Since I thought pain medications were supposed to make you sleep, I figured I would surely be OK.

But? Somehow my meds worked the opposite. I was revved up, not knocked out! So my nights gave way to an endless blur of pain, insomnia, anxiety and fear.

Irrational thoughts tried to take control. My mind became a playground for the enemy.

God, where are you! I can't take this anymore! Is this ever going to end?

David knew that place in Psalm 31:9-10

Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
my soul and my body with grief.
 My life is consumed by anguish
and my years by groaning;
my strength fails because of my affliction,
and my bones grow weak.

 

I am grateful my husband knew what to do. He took my iPad that I am dictating on right now, propped it up on my recliner chair and connected me to the sound of worship.

I so desperately needed this song from my Father... ← tweet

Maybe you need this song today....or your sweet sister in the Lord....or even your child.

It’s Gonna Be Alright  By Dennis Jernigan

It's gonna be alright, child
Even through the darkest night, child
I'll even use the darkness
To teach you how to hear Me
It's gonna be alright now
Even if you don't see how
I'll even use your failure
To help you to draw near Me

Hear Me. I am calling,
"Child, come falling deeper in love with Me."
Trust Me, you must let go
Or you will never know any deeper love in Me

It's gonna be alright here
If you will let Me hold your heart near
I'll even use your sorrows
To teach You how to love Me
It's gonna be alright, child
I'll hold you really close and tight child
I'll even use Your woundings
To help you know more of Me

Hear Me. I am calling,
"Child, come falling deeper in love with Me."
Trust Me, you must let go
Or you will never know any deeper love in Me

Why do you hold on to the things of your past
Let go and cling to Me and love that will last
How can you know Me if you do not trust My love
Let go! You'll find My love is more than enough

Check out the previous posts in this series:

Linked to:  Cornerstone Confessions

Mama being fed by her five-year-oldBy Lisa Cherry

I hate dependency! I found that out, and a lot of other things about myself through the whole experience I’ve had recovering from rotator cuff surgery.

Today I was struggling to figure out how to eat my soup left-handed.  My five-year-old son Josiah, seeing my struggle said, Mama can I feed you?

Functioning as a one-armed mama who is in terrible pain and feeling miserable, has been one of the more difficult experiences of my life.

Also one of the most humbling. You see, I’m the mama here.

I'm the one that tells people what to do.

I'm the one to make sure that everyone eats their food.

I'm the one who gets in the car and finishes the errands.

Do you see all the I's in those last statements?

Hannah, please come and help me get my shirt on.

Matthew can you bring me the ice?

 Rebekah can you come in here and put my foot stool down on my chair?

 Doug can you drive me to the drugstore?

So when Josiah wanted to help me, my pride immediately jumped upNo. I would be just fine thank you.

That's when the Lord reminded me of something I'd been pondering the night before.

God resists the proud, but He gives grace to the humble.

So I quickly change my response and said, Yes Josiah, please help me.

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It’s Family Fun Friday Link-Up, and we can hardly wait to see what kind of fun you’ve been up to with your family.

Because we spend so much of the week Unmasking and frontlining and aiming for the remnant, we need a little dose of Family Fun come Friday!

My daughter Tara at Mommy Head Adventures helps us with this.

What kind of fun?

  • Fun crafts
  • Fun kid recipes
  • Fun family outings
  • Fun mom games, or
  • Funny stories of your family

Just make sure it’s family friendly, and fun. And we hope you will share our fun button which you can find on the sidebar.

We so enjoy each and every post.  So please link up your Family Fun blog post now.


Linked to
Faith Filled Friday
Just for Fun Friday
Big Family Friday
Consider the Lilies
Thrive at Home
Hearts for Home
Deep Roots at Home

Visionary Womanhood

Sharing His Beauty

Freshly Brewed Sundays

Here It on Sunday, Use it on Monday

True Stories Party

Better Mom

Josiah kindergarten tn

It’s time for another Family Fun Friday Link-Up!  It’s our new tradition here at Frontline Moms.

Because we spend so much of the week Unmasking and frontlining and aiming for the remnant, we need a little dose of Family Fun come Friday!

My daughter Tara at Mommy Head Adventures is helping us with this.

So link up your Family Fun blog post for all of us to see. Just make sure it’s family friendly, and fun.

What kind of fun?

  • Fun crafts
  • Fun kid recipes
  • Fun family outings
  • Fun mom games, or
  • Funny stories of your family

We hope you will share our fun button which you can find on the sidebar.

And here’s my post for the Family Fun Friday:

Midlife Pregnancy Joy and Laughter

The two lines appeared in the window, and I was absolutely shocked. As a 45-year-old mother of nine, and I had pretty well figured my childbearing years were over. My shock gave way to a crazy mixture of elation and fear.

Figuring out how to add one more child to our joyous home was no problem. Figuring out how to walk gracefully through this midlife pregnancy would be another story.

My tenth pregnancy was definitely a laugh from the word go. I told you about a funny situation that happened at the supermarket near the end of this pregnancy. If you missed it, I invite you to read it here.

At first I assumed that I was having the unusual symptoms of that strange season I had entered call perimenopause. But then came the positive pregnancy test. I had been inwardly wishing for the blessing of another child, and now I was carry him. Instead of the change of life, I had a change in plans.

I remember one visit I had to the maternity care clinic. If you have ever been pregnant, you know the routine well. Step on the scale. Please leave your monthly urine sample on the ledge above the bathroom sink.” I was highly skilled at filling my cup after years of practice.

Because of HIPAA privacy regulations, this particular office had a policy that no names were to be marked on the specimen cup. Instead I was instructed to label it with only with my date of birth.

That morning had been very busy for the nurses, and the ledge was full of specimens. As I added mine to the collection, I burst into laughter. Do you know how ridiculous my early 60s birth date looked amongst that row of 80s and 90s cups?

I laughed even louder when I realized what the next girl or woman might think. Some grandma went potty at her annual physical and thought she was supposed to leave a pregnancy urine sample?

Shopping for maternity clothes was another source of mirth, and a few tears I must confess. Imagine my 45-year-old abdomen, eight months pregnant and great with a child that would eventually weigh in at 9½ pounds. Now imagine it protruding from one of those tight, short maternity belly shirts. Believe me, it was a sight you wouldn’t want to see. I decided to special order.

I can look back and chuckle now. But what a blessing both the pregnancy and birth of Josiah was. Against all odds, I had nine months of total health, an easy, safe delivery, and a 100% healthy baby boy who has become the darling of the whole household.

God's ways are prosperous and yes, He does have an amazing sense of humor.

This post was originally published December 10, 2010.

Update as of 8/16/12: At the top of this post is a picture of Josiah, that little bundle of joy, who this week entered kindergarten.   A new season for him and this not-too-old mama.





Linking to:
Encourage One Another at Deep Roots at Home
Big Family Friday
Feminine Friday
Faith Filled Friday
Consider the Lilies
Friday Favorite Things at Finding Joy
Lost in the Prairies
Just for Fun Fridays
Sharing His Beauty
The Better Mom
Fresh Brewed Sundays
True Stories Party
TGIF at Yes, They are All Ours