Mission:Mama

Hey there! My name is Alexis. I’m glad you’re here!

If you know me, you’re probably thinking I’m insane for starting a blog because of how many different hats I wear! I’m a mom of 3 under 5. I am in the process of starting a new business. I help lead a homeschool co-op. I homeschool my babies. We are getting chickens this year & in the summer, you can find me in the woods with my kids or in my garden. But honestly, that’s why I NEEDED to start blogging. Just to get it all out there. To feel less lonely in motherhood!

I know that I can’t be the only one going through this or that. So, I knew I needed to have a space to go where other mama’s could also go. A place to call our own on this side of the internet. A place with no judgement, just encouragement.

But, a blog?!

It’s funny that a blog is where I’ve ended up. For years, I’ve had people tell me that I should write a book. But, for years I told people they were crazy! Well, here I am, in a sense, writing my first “book!” Could a book come from my blog one day? Absolutely!! But my main focus is to create a community. Every mom deserves a village. So, let this be your mama village!

I’m so excited you’re here with me!

I feel led to encourage other mamas; other women.

When I became a mom almost five years ago, it was the greatest thing to happen to me in a long time. I was fighting so many battles, mentally, emotionally, and physically. I was determined to become my best self when I had my first son. And he helped change me in so many ways. He softened my heart to the world but also helped me realize if I don’t stand up for myself, my children & others now, no one else will. And mama, I will not only fight for my babies, but yours too. 💗

Let’s go back before babies…

Just a little bit (more) about me. I graduated College in 3.5 years. I worked 3 jobs. I graduated at the top of my class with over a 4.0 GPA. I graduated with my Associate of Arts degree & a Bachelor of Science education. I had such a burning desire to become a teacher. Even from a young, young age, I knew I was going to be a teacher. I am a natural born leader. Ask anyone in my family who I’ve bossed around 🙈🤪. It was all I ever knew to be good at. Honestly, it was all I knew as a future for me. I stepped into my own classroom at age 21, after working in the school system for 5 years. I interviewed with thirteen different schools. Every. Single. School. Offered me a job. THIRTEEN different schools. Unreal. But, the school I picked to teach at didn’t even interview me. It was my dream job, the position wasn’t posted yet but I KNEW I had to have it. It was exactly what I had anticipated the first two years there.

I went down the special education path because with that background, I knew I would be able to teach at a local residential facility and eventually in the prisons like I had planned. But, God had different plans for me.

One day in October 2017, I arrived to school early. Something just felt “weird” all morning. I couldn’t pinpoint it. Students started coming in & starting their morning as usual. But, then I got a call about an issue on the bus. I knew then that something was going to happen. I had actually called for backup from administration, but no one arrived on time to help & intercede. Unfortunately, I had been attacked before I could even start the school day. I was taken out of my classroom on a stretcher and transported to a nearby hospital where my mom met me. My shin bone had been completely moved into my nerve under my knee, giving me permanent nerve damage from my hip to my toes.

And in that moment getting lifted onto the stretcher with a few students of mine watching, I felt like a total failure as a teacher. My plan for my career was over before it even got started.

The injury I suffered caused pretty significant damage to my leg. But, not only that, it caused pretty significant damage to my mind & emotions. Navigating a leg injury with 11% function, PTSD, anxiety & depression, when I never suffered anything like it previously, was the most isolating thing I’ve experienced.

But, Jesus.

A former aide in my classroom, Mrs. B, heard of the incident. We connected while she was in my classroom the year before & I know for a fact it was God working miracles. School the previous year started the day before my birthday. And on my birthday, even though she had JUST met me, felt led to give me a gift & the most beautiful card ever. In the card she expressed to me that I was an Esther of the world. And that teaching was where I belonged. She had absolutely NO IDEA my Great Grandmother’s name was Esther and that she, herself, was a teacher. And honestly, the reason I was passionate about teaching. To say I bawled when I got this beautiful message from a stranger is an understatement. But, also a true testimony of God working.

I never felt like I “strayed” from Jesus. But, Mrs. B. absolutely led me back to Jesus. During my darkest days, she was there for me. She would actually message me while I was praying about the things I was praying for.

JESUS! 🙌🏽

Unfortunately , the battle against the school district & the state lasted nearly four years. I wouldn’t wish what I went through on my worst enemy. It was honestly the most soul crushing experience ever. Doctor appointment after doctor appointment. Telling me I have this diagnosis and that diagnosis. Never receiving physical therapy but expected to heal as normal. Seeing my psychologist weekly & going to Bible Study with Mrs B. was really the only things that helped me get through this time.

And then enters baby Noah 💙

I never thought I would enter motherhood with “no career” & “no future.” I felt like a failure on a whole new level. I never thought I would have PTSD, anxiety & depression. The people I thought were friends? They were gone.

It was absolutely isolating.

But, God was there all along. And looking back, the path He had planned for me is WAY better than the path I had planned for myself.

All that about me to get to YOU!

So, that’s why, after three babies & many years of praying, I’m starting this blog!

Motherhood is the most beautiful time in the world!!

But, it can also be the loneliest.

It’s the most exciting!

But, also the most exhausting.

It’s happy but also sad.

It has its highs & its lows.

Becoming an Esther of the world

I have always been an encourager. Leading people to becoming their best self lit a fire in my soul. Wanting what’s best for always is what motivates me. Especially NOW, in my motherhood journey. I believe Jesus put me through all of my prior trials so that way I could work in the trenches. That way I could be a REAL trench worker. That way I could grow & actually become an Esther of the world.

From a young age, I always said I was born in the wrong generation because I’m an “old soul.” But, the more I pray about it & think about it, I was absolutely born in the right generation.

I was put here to keep the old generation alive. I was put here to be the peace keeper, the space holder, the village leader. I was put here not to find a community to fit into…but to BUILD a community through the ashes. A community for the “misfits”. A community of mothers. A community FOR mothers. A space to love, encourage, pray & celebrate.

If you’re here, it’s not on accident mama. It’s because you, too, were born to be an Esther of the world. You, too, were born for such a time as this. 💗

I can’t wait to go on the journey of life & blogging with you here! Buckle up! It’s going to be a beautiful ride!

Love & blessings,

Alexis 🫶🏽