finding Grace in the mishmash
I'm Here to Love and Pray You Forward
Here’s the thing. Motherhood is hard, and our struggles are real. We are in dire need of finding Grace in the mishmash of our daily lives, which is why I created this space. This site is somewhere for you to feel safe pulling back the veil on all the broken and challenging parts of motherhood while embracing the laughter and joy of the beautiful moments. Consider your visit here a rush of grace in both directions.
Here’s the other thing. Authenticity heals. I want you to feel loved and accepted for who you are, precisely where you’re at. Leaning into each other and sharing stories helps us realize we aren’t alone on a motherhood island. Although our experiences are unique, we share the same emotional shore. I’m a firm believer that it takes a village to care for the village, Mommas. We need each other, and this village is for you.
What is your mom heart in most need of now?
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From My Heart to Yours
This friend letter comes to your inbox once a month with all sorts of things including one new blog post, links to other stories I share around the web, books and podcasts I’m enjoying, and an early heads-up about all things new and fun. When you subscribe, you will receive 3 FREE Chapters of my new book with Lisa Leshaw, “How Are You Feeling, Momma? (You don’t need to say, “I’m fine.”)
“Shelby writes the words of every momma’s heart. She is wise and wonderful and her words bring unity and joy.” ~ Jami Amerine, friend and author of Stolen Jesus: An Unconventional Search for the Real Savior and Sacred Ground, Sticky Floors
Do you or a fellow Momma need some heart encouragement?
How Are You Feeling, Momma? (You don’t need to say, “I’m fine.”) is a candid look into the heart of every momma. The emotions moms deal with on any given day are universal, and continue through every season of motherhood. From feeling afraid, alone, overwhelmed, guilty, confused, vulnerable, and everything in between, motherhood is hard. Too often we pretend we are fine when we are not–even grandmas still worry about their adult kids.