margiesims.com  - Finding the faith and the funny in life with ten kids.


        Hello. I'm a lot like you. 




Why ten kids? People frequently ask me if I planned it that way.   It wasn't until I was about nine years old that I started feeling that someday I would have a lot of kids.  I grew up the youngest of eight children,--that's me between my two brothers-in-law with my broken arm (I tripped over my dog, Butterball, while playing hopscotch with my sister, Bonnie, far right on the front row.)   

Crowds of people--that's all I remember.  When I was in third grade, I went to church with my new best friend at school.  Her daddy was the preacher at the Baptist church down the street and she invited me.  I cannot recall ever going to church before (forgive me, Mama, if I'm wrong).  As far as I remember, the first time I heard the Gospel that day, I committed my life to Christ.  I remember so clearly from that point on, I would regularly tell myself, "When I grow up, I'm going to have a bunch of kids, and we're going to be a Christian family."  

God was listening.

 

Ever wish you had someone to come alongside you? 
 

I am not Super Mom--far from it, in fact. But pick a parenting season and I am most likely in it.  As a mom of 10 kids whose ages span nearly 25 years, I draw from my own journey to offer encouragement through every stage of parenting.  I speak, I blog, I embrace my flaws.  And I do my best to find the faith and the funny in life with 10 kids. 

"Behold, children are a gift from the Lord. The fruit of the womb is a reward."  
                                                    -Psalm 127:3
                                  








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