The Balance Beam

Surely God is my help; the Lord is the one who sustains me.

Psalm 54:4

So this is the second version of what I had originally posted. My husband said that I didn’t give myself enough credit in the first one, so here goes!

I’m going to borrow an analogy; ¬†everyone is on a balance beam. Please note I’m not a gymnast so I may get the analogy wrongūüėČ. We are all trying to stay on the beam while juggling all that life has given plus things we have added ourselves. Some do better balancing more while others can only handle a few items at a time. I am one of those people – I do better with fewer things.

This season for our family has been quite challenging – blind sided by a tragedy, a new baby and my husband stepping into¬†an unanticipated role while resuming his master’s degree. This has meant that I have had to start juggling¬†a few more things.

I perform better on my balance beam when I have fewer things and I’m okay with that. ¬†I came to that realization when I started to get really upset at myself as I looked around at the women¬†in my life and started to compare to them. Was I a failure because I couldn’t function at the same bandwidth they did? Were they better mommas for accomplishing more? Trust me, I did try to juggle more but I just felt completely burnout and drained. I didn’t get any joy from what I was doing and my family¬†suffered.

I recently found comfort as I read “For the love – fighting for grace in a world of impossible standards” by Jen Hatmaker (please note I haven’t finished this book so I can’t say whether or not¬†I can endorse it).

The trouble is, we have up-close access to women who excel in each individual sphere…We make note of their achievements, cataloging their successes and observing their talents. Then we combine the best of everything we see, every woman we admire in every genre, and conclude: I should be all of that….

It is certifiably insane. The only thing worse than this unattainable standard is the guilt that follows when perfection proves impossible….

This is beyond unreasonable. It is destructive. We no longer access our lives with any accuracy. We have lost the ability to declare a job well done. We measure our performance against an invented standard and come up wanting, and it is destroying our joy. No matter how hard we work or excel in an area or two, it never feels like enough. Our primary defaults are exhaustion and guilt.

I appreciated how Jen Hatmaker talked about how we need to understand our own capacity in the¬†season of life we are in and do what needs to be done to make our lives more balanced. In my own life that means dinner doesn’t¬†have to be a culinary masterpiece (and why should it when half of it ends up on the floor anyways), things aren’t ticked off my “to do list” as fast as I want them to (if they are ever ticked off if I am completely honest) and being okay if people were upset because plans didn’t come to be because I was maxed from the day.

We need to quit trying to be awesome and instead by wise. Decide which parts are drawing you dry. What do you dread? What are you including for all the wrong reasons? Which parts are for approval? Is there anything you could delegate or hand off? Could you sacrifice a Good for a Best? Throw out every should or should not and make ruthless cuts. Go ahead. Your beam is too crowded. I know it.

What does this season require of you? Unsure? Ask God. He is a wonderful advisor who always, always knows the Best Thing.He will help you sort it out. When you can’t trust your own discernment, you can certainly trust His. God has no agenda other than your highest good in His Kingdom. There is no better leader through this minefield.

So during this season of juggling more items while trying to stay on my balance beam I cope by receiving and asking for help. It is a humbling thing to receive and ask for help but it is important!  I am so thankful for our community (family, friends and church) who has come alongside us during this season of life. They have offered support in so many different ways and my family and I are so very thankful.

So mommas, give yourself a break. Every season is different, one¬†season you will be able to juggle more while during other season you may just need to stay on that balance beam without the distraction of any items to juggle. For those mommas who have to juggle more than they can really handle due to ¬†circumstances in their¬†lives, I hope you are able to find a community that will be able to support you and your family through this season. Keep on walking that balance beam mommas, you’re doing great!


The beautiful items on my balance beam!

The Challenge

Alrighty, so I haven’t written in awhile, it’s been a bit busy in the Hauch household and to be honest I don’t¬†always have something profound to say (who am I kidding I don’t have anything profound to say). I am aiming to post once a week until the end of October even if it’s nothing “special”. I enjoy writing and I have really missed it.

In¬†order to make sure I stay true on this¬†promise, I’ll post this and hope you will all keep me accountable. ¬†Be nice – I am sleep deprived and drowning in laundryūüėČ.

Stay tuned!

The Bumbo

The bumbo, the seat that every parent are told that they “need”. Well in our house, it is¬†most¬†definitely needed. It is the site where discipline takes place – it’s the only place that Callum gets upset about being put in.¬†Unfortunately, the bumbo is starting to be used more and more in our house.

Don’t get me wrong, I (well Mark and I) don’t enjoy disciplining our child but I know that it’s necessary and God-commanded.¬†We want to obey God to the best of our abilities and that does mean that we need to teach Callum what is right and wrong.¬†¬†Whatever discipline is used in our home, the backbone of discipline is love and obedience as parents.¬†We are not perfect at disciplining but we strive to¬†what God calls us to do.

The post isn’t going to be so much about discipline as you may think it will be but about God’s grace.

One day a friend of ours was talking about a situation that had occurred in his¬†house. To make a long story short, one of their children had locked themselves into the laundry room (which was a no-no) and they were told they must come out. As the struggle between the mom and son continued, the son became more and more¬†distraught knowing that once he came out of laundry room he most definitely would be getting disciplined. The mom’s following action’s shocked me as I know they are family that believes in disciplining their children. She showed him grace. Not only did she show her son grace in explaining that she was not going to discipline him once he came out but used it as an opportunity to explain God’s grace.

Wow, what an opportunity. What a perfect way to show a child an example of how God’s grace can work. I will say that the child was older and knew for a fact this was not the normal response to such behaviour. I have read books and spoken to other mom’s on how they approach discipline but I love this example. It was a reminder how we can use all situations to teach our children about the qualities of God, not only that he is a God that calls for obedience but He is a God of¬†grace.

I want Callum to learn that not only does mom and dad love him regardless of his actions but that there can also be grace when he does things that he shouldn’t. I want him to be able to translate our actions¬†as¬†tangible examples of God’s grace. God’s grace being that we don’t always get what we deserve.

So, as I continue to teach Callum right and wrong, what’s safe and not safe, I hope that I will be able to teach him not only that God calls for obedience, but that God is a God of grace.

For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.

John 1:16


All because of a caribou

It’s kinda funny how things can trigger different emotions, sometimes predictable and others not so much. ¬†I was quite confused when we received a box in the mail with the letters WWF printed on the outside of the box. Mark and I hadn’t ordered anything from the World Wildlife Fund and I couldn’t think as to why we would receive a parcel from them.


Callum checking out Carl the caribou.

When I opened the box, I was pleasantly shocked by what was inside. Some may think that the contents wouldn’t be considered “anything overly special” but when I saw it I burst into tears. Inside was a stuffed caribou and a paper stating a donation was made in our honour of my family to protect the caribou.

For those who don’t know me very well, may think that I am a bit crazy for getting emotional over such a gift. Well prior to becoming a momma, I worked in the federal government and one of my files over the years was working with the species at risk act-some of which time I spent specifically on the woodland caribou.

Since becoming a momma, I have sometimes struggled with what I am actually doing with my time and the impact of it. Unlike work, there is no recognition, no pay and no awards. There are tantrums, sleepless nights and food thrown on the floor during almost every meal. I will reiterate, I do have an amazing son and have little to really complain about but there are some days that are hard. 

I read the blogs that tell me what I am doing does matter and I know they are true but sometimes it doesn’t feel like it. I remember a momma of two young children saying¬†to me “sometimes there are very few rewards in parenting”. Maybe she is right especially during this phase of baby¬†and toddler-hood. Then I think, what happens if your children decide to not be a follower of Christ and do what they would like with their lives. What if they¬†fall into the grasp of drugs and alcohol (this is where my paranoid mind goes)? Does that negate all that I’ve done¬†as a mother?

So now what, is all that I am working for potentially worth nothing? Like some of my projects at work, will I labour in vain and have nothing come from my blood, sweat and tears?


And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.

Romans 8:28

I have been blessed to be called a momma. I know that although the daily battles¬†are real, I know that God will work it all for His good and His glory. It may mean I may not see the outcomes of my struggles in my lifetime and¬†I must be okay with that. It’s all about God’s plans and HIS glory.

For from him and through him and for him are all things.
    To him be the glory forever! Amen.

 Romans 11:36

So mommas, don’t lose heart. Regardless of where you worked prior to being a momma, you must remember you were¬†doing all things for Christ. This has not changed; the location, the management and goals/purposes may have have but the ultimate purpose of working for the glory of God¬†has¬†not. This is something that I have to remind myself everyday.

So I encourage you to pick up your daily cross and be prayer warriors for you and your family. We don’t know what God has in store for us and our families but if we are faithful, He too will be faithful.

Now may the God of peace himself sanctify you completely, and may your whole spirit and soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. He who calls you is faithful; he will surely do it.

1 Thessalonians 5:23-24

Let them think

It has been quite awhile since I last wrote! The fall has been quite the whirlwind, all positive but very busy. This post has been on my heart and mind for sometime. ¬†It steams from two different¬†situations…

First Situation –¬†A daughter of a close¬†friends of ours gave her life to Jesus at a young age. Although they were happy about her decision they were also worried. They were worried that she had made the decision too early and had hoped she would have waited until she was a bit older.

Second Situation¬†– A friend on Facebook liked a picture that read (or something to this effect as I can no longer find it) ¬†” Religious indoctrination of children should cease as of today. Allow their minds to be free to learn without bias.”

These situations came to shock me in some way; ¬†how could a parent not be¬†overjoyed with their children choosing to give¬†their life to Jesus, and how someone thinks Christians indoctrinate their children to the point that they don’t have any opinions/thoughts for themselves.

I take my responsibility as a parent very seriously and these situations made me think more into how I would like to raise Callum. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the first time I’ve thought of this but these situations made me stop and think a bit.

“Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one! You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.

“And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up. You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.

Deuteronomy 6:4-9

I think these verses clearly state what God would like us to do with our children. He wants us to teach them about loving Him with every part of our being, in everything we do. I think the key word being diligent; it is something that every day as a parent I must work on. It must be shown to them in everything I do. That is an overwhelming task but at the same time, I know that Christ will help me do it. It is through simple things; reading to Callum from his children Bible, praying before meals, having Christian music playing throughout the day or during car rides, and the way I interact with him and others on a daily basis (to name a few simple examples). Our friends with the young daughter do this in their home and this is most likely why she has come to faith at such an early age. They taught her about God in a diligent matter and I know they will continue to do so in hopes that she continues to grow in her relationship with Christ. So even though there is some concern about the age in which she became a Christian I know she is in a great family that will feed her faith.

It can be so challenging to know how to speak into children’s live, or at least I have that problem. How do you develope age appropriate, teaching but engaging activities? Mark and I have been watching a series “It start at¬†home” by Matt Chandler that¬†give simple fun family activities to teach children about Christ. I would encourage you to look at some of these¬†activities¬†if you don’t know where to start.

That’s all fine and dandy until my second situation came up. I was really angered by the picture on Facebook but after some time cooling off I came to understand where they might be coming from. To be completely honest, that is one thing¬†I am truly afraid of. I don’t want to “make” Callum a Christian. ¬†I want it to be something HE¬†decides for¬†himself. A decision that HE makes, without any pressure from his family, friends and any other influences in his life. I will gladly teach him why I am a Christian, why I value my relationship with Christ, teach him about Christ and why I would be overjoyed if he made the decision to be a Christ follower like his parents. I have seen children and peers who have been pressured or “pointed” into becoming “Christians” and later on in life denounce the faith. That is the last thing I want for my son.

I want my house to be safe, where discussions are held, where different opinions are respected, and where discovery is allowed. I want Callum to ask hard questions, and to wrestle with the things in Christianity that do not make sense. I pray that he will be able to make that decision to be a Christ follower but then stand firm in that decision until the end. Some may feel this is indoctrination but I would like to politely disagree. My son will be allowed to think differently than myself (regardless if it breaks my heart).

So as I continue on this journey of parenthood, I pray that God will continue to guide Mark and I into raising a Godly son. I pray that we have the courage to raise him in this manner no matter what the world tells us.

Jude 1: 20-21

But you, dear friends, by building yourselves up in your most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit, keep yourselves in God’s love as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to bring you to eternal life.

A Year of Grace

Friends, Family, Food and Faith. These four words sum up how I was able to “survive” my first year as a mother. This year has been a rollercoaster, it’s been full of very high highs, and very low lows, and of course the in-betweens. There are so many things that I am thankful for as God has been so gracious to me and my family. Throughout the year we have seen His grace and kindness through the simple words and acts of the many who are in our lives.

Friends. I have been blessed with a group of woman that I am honoured to call my sisters. These ladies have walked alongside me during this first year of motherhood and I couldn’t have been more blessed. Although most of them were hours, if not provinces away they were only a phone call or text away regardless the hour. They have listened when I needed an ear, they have spoken when I needed to be convicted and they have shown¬†me¬†compassion when I needed it the most. Although there were so many unknown during this first year as a mother, I knew without a doubt these ladies¬†were cheering me on.¬†Ladies, you know who you are and what you mean to me but I wanted to publicly thank you for coming alongside me when I needed you the most. I am so grateful God has placed each and every one of you in my life.

Food. I know, you probably laughed at this one but hear me out. Natural breastfeeding was not an option for me but miraculously I ¬†was able to pump for a full year. Although I was an exclusive pumper, I was not able to supply all of Callum’s feeding demands. It may have been possible to met his demands if I kept up a pumping schedule that required me to pump every 2 to 3 hours but ¬†I choose not to (my sanity and time with him trumped this schedule). I am grateful and proud that I was able to pump for Callum and provide him with the nutrients that breastmilk offers. As I had chosen not to pump¬†around the clock, I can’t not emphasis my thankfulness for formula. Without it Callum wouldn’t be thriving and I wouldn’t be as sane as I amūüėČ. I know formula¬†has¬†a bad reputation but it was created for instances when it is needed and I am a better mom because of it.

Family. I honestly don’t know how mother’s without family (whether biological or not) make it through motherhood. I can’t imagine being on this journey without the support of our families. Our families have joined us in the trenches and we are overwhelmingly indebted to them (not that we weren’t before but now more so then ever). ¬†They have come alongside us in so many different ways, and they have have provided us with some many different things.¬†This post would be pages long in order to list all those things they have done for us, so I’ll keep it at this length. I am thankful that God has allowed us to be raised in Godly families who are walking alongside as we strive to¬†raise Callum in the same manner.

There is one family member that I want to give a special thanks to, my husband. They say that becoming a mother is one of the hardest thing but I also think that being a husband to a woman becoming a mother is up there. If we were to be completely honest, I think this year has been the most challenging in our marriage. We managed to have all of life’s biggest changes occurring in a couple months of each other; a new job, a move and a baby. Although it has been a hard year, he has been beside me every step of the way. I really couldn’t begin to thank him enough, he has reminded me of hope when I was at my lowest, he has overwhelmed with his patience and loved me when I didn’t deserve it.¬†He’s not perfect, but he’s perfect for me. I’m so thankful that Callum’s middle name is his daddy’s and I pray that he will turn out the same, if not better than¬†him.

Faith. This year has taught me so much. I think the greatest thing it has taught me¬†more¬†about God’s grace and¬†blessings. Believe me, it took quite a few months and a lot of mistakes but I think I’m finally getting it. I will admit, those first few¬†months after¬†Callum arrived,¬†I¬†had forgotten and almost didn’t want to see God’s grace and¬†blessings.¬†I had allowed my vision¬†to be¬†clouded by the sleeplessness, recovery¬†and overwhelming¬†feeling of becoming a¬†mother that¬†I wasn’t able to see¬†Him. It wasn’t until I picked up¬†One Thousand Gifts¬†by¬†Ann Voskamp¬†did that clouded vision become clear again. This book reminded me that God’s grace and¬†blessings¬†don’t¬†have to be seen in grand gestures but in the small gifts that he gives us. Whether it be the sound of the wind through the leaves, the dance of shadows across the floor or the toothy grin from my Mr. C. ¬†It is through those small gifts that you are reminded that regardless the situation that you are engulfed in God’s loving¬†embrace. If there’s one verse that would summarize my first year as a mother it is John 1:16.

For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.

John 1:16

God has blessed my family more than I will ever comprehend or appreciate. Although it has been a hard year, it has been one filled with countless blessings. I pray for new mothers that they would look to find the small gestures that God has gifted us, and that we are given grace upon grace, hour upon hour, minute upon minute,  whether we deserve it or not. As I have one year down, I know that God will be with me for the many years to come.

Introducing Callumazoo Creations!


I am proud (and slightly nervous) to introduce you to Callumazoo Creations for which I am the owner and designer! Since becoming a momma, I wanted to have a project that I could do for myself while having some fun. I got the idea as Callum is quite the chewer and I was tired of him chewing on my things or things he shouldn’t. Callumazoo comes from¬†a nickname I have for him and I thought it would be a cute name for a store.

Necklace designs are unique and/or inspired ranging from $18-25 in price. Beads are 100% toxic free, 100% food grade silicone, non-stick, odourless, and eco-friendly. Free from BPA, lead, PVC, mercury, phthalates and cadmium chewlery. The necklaces are made with a breakaway clasp. They are super easy to clean- simply wash with mild soap and water.


To see my products, feel free to check out Callumazoo Creations!

A special thanks to Dave Poore for designing my logo and Mark Hauch for photo credit.