Driving on the Struggle Bus

Riding the Struggle Bus today because mama tried to do work uninterrupted for 5 minutes.

Y’all, there is panic that sets in when this child’s brain tells him he is in danger. The body keeps score of trauma. I’ll preach it forever. Panic gets shut down immediately by implementing the right tools.

1) Calm voice. Always. Even when I’m frustrated. Yelling engages the amygdala even more and creates an escalated panic that is much harder to calm.

2) Short phrases. Clear directions. Few words.

3) Oils. Always. Trauma Life halts the fight/flight/freeze. JuvaFlex and Release usher the anger out of the body. (For both of us.)

4) Grace. Unending. When I see his behavior for what it is – fear – I know that Jesus gives me the power to speak life and truth. Just as the Holy Spirit does for me in my moments of panic, so can I show grace and compassion to my child. What seems like a personal assault gets put in its right perspective. And I get the chance to be Jesus with skin on day after day, moment after moment.

When Lavender Doesn’t Cut It…

Trauma sneaks up on you. If you’ve been through a traumatic incident you instinctively know this.

One minute you’re minding your own business.

The next minute you’re in full fight/flight/freeze.

Whether you’re actually IN danger or only perceiving it doesn’t matter to your amygdala. The guard is up, the battle stance is ready.

The other day my son and I had multiple rough battles in a 12 hour time span. These skirmishes ebb and flow (I should probably start tracking it because I’m pretty sure it has something to do with the moon or growth spurts or food or Tuesdays… I don’t know.).

Throughout this day I was longing for bedtime. Because it meant I could stop fighting, even if just for a moment.

Since it was no ordinary day I knew our ordinary diffuser blend would never cut it if I wanted to enjoy any rest.

I needed sleep so I pulled out the emotional big guns, filled his diffuser, and prayed.

Why these?

Lavender – calming and relaxing oil. Old faithful. It also created a strong foundation for the other intense smells that I paired with it.

Roman Chamomile – superb oil for total chill, especially for kids. Harder to source and has been out of stock in Young Living for a while. But, I’m super grateful to have snagged this bottle (and another) free with my orders last month.

German Chamomile – excellent oil for releasing negative emotions, rage, and anger. Yes, please!

Blue Tansy – releases anger and calms chaotic situations. Calms feelings of overwhelm, loss of self-control, and self-destruction. Check!

I kid you not. This child slept all night long without a peep. That, my friends, is a rarity on par with a pink unicorn. (Kids on the spectrum are notoriously poor sleepers. He’s way improved since we started oils, but no peeps all night is unusual.)

And, how did he wake up?

Like an angel.

I couldn’t believe it!

Praise the Lord!

You’d better believe I put that same blend in his diffuser last night! Hallelujah for sleep!

Put Anger To Bed Diffuser Blend

6 Lavender

5 German Chamomile

4 Roman Chamomile

3 Blue Tansy

We have his epic diffuser that runs for 10 hours, (which is why the large number of drops).

This diffuser is my FAVE and is the one that now comes in the Premium Starter Kit. If you’re not yet getting your essential oils from Young Living, then we should chat, friend.

I wouldn’t trust any other company with my family.

Aromatic PlayDough

Last week I tested a promising recipe for natural playdough. My last attempt using a different recipe having failed miserably, I was really banking on this one to be awesome. [Not least because I had volunteered to teach a kids crafting class at our local library demonstrating it this week!]

Turns out, it was literally the easiest and best playdough recipe on the planet! A serious win! Now, most of the ingredients I had in my pantry already, with two exceptions. Cream of Tartar and Natural Food Coloring. And, since I’m guessing you’re not swimming in Cream of Tartar either, Amazon to the rescue!

Never letting me down, everything I needed was at my doorstep in just 2 days. I’m so spoiled with Prime.

Anyway. Y’all, the playdough was PERFECT.

  1. So easy. 5 minutes. Maybe 3, depending on if you can boil water as fast as me.
  2. Great consistency. Like an fluffy cloud of awesomeness. Plus, the oils make it smell amazing.
  3. Kid-friendly process (because any craft with no waiting or dry-time is a sure win in my book.)
  4. Very little mess, and fastest food-coloring cleanup ever. No stained hands. No drama. Powdered natural food coloring is my new favorite thing!
  5. A must-do for your summer!

Try the recipe and let me know how you like it!

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Aromatic PlayDough


2 cups flour
1/2 cup salt
2 Tbsp cream of tartar
2 Tbsp vegetable oil
10 drops essential oil of choice
1.5 cups boiling water
natural food coloring


1. Mix flour, salt, and cream of tartar together.
2. Blend in vegetable oil and essential oils.
3. Stir in boiling water and knead dough with hands until moldable.
4. Add natural food coloring as desired.


The Difference A Year Makes

Reblog from 2015, when my son turned one.

I lied to the cashier at Publix. I didn’t mean to, necessarily, but it just kinda…happened.

She mentioned how cute our little boy was and asked his age. “It is actually his birthday,” I smiled, “He is 1 today!”

“Aww,” she said kindly, “you must remember June 5 of last year like it was yesterday.”

“Yes,” I said, before even thinking. It was one of those wait-that-wasn’t-true moments, but I also did not feel the need to go back and explain the truth.

See, the truth is that, no, I don’t specifically remember June 5 of last year. I honestly have no idea what I was doing that day. But, I wasn’t giving birth, that’s for sure.

It was one of those moments that stops me on my tracks. I am reminded that, as much as he is my son, Sammy is not only mine. He is a shared gift – with physical features not my own, but mannerisms that are mine completely. It is the mystery of nature and nurture that binds all of his parents together. We share this child. He is a part of all of us.

And, though, I don’t recall exactly what I was doing on June 5 of last year, I can say with certainty that every June 5 from now on will be full of celebration for the wonderful gift of Sammy’s life and his first parents that gave it to him.