Tami Overhauser

Welcome!

Thanks for visiting my site! It's mostly where I blog (and post some fun stuff too.) and connect with you, my friends and fellow moms "gettin after it!" I Like to share about the experiences I have during my miraculously mundane week because I know you can relate. I want you to know you are not alone on this journey.  I write about the funny, frustrating, and deep stuff that happen to us all and I wonder aloud what God's take is, and apply His word to our daily situations. It just seems to make more sense when I do. ​I know you know what I'm going through and we need  to  draw encouragement and strength from each other. Read more....
​​Four "Simple" Ways to Ruin Christmas for the Kids.
have a difficult child. He gets frustrated easily and then anxiety and anger ensue. I write about him sometimes, but not often, because it's complicated and raw, and not often enough because I know I'm not alone and we need to stick together in this parenting journey.  He is fabulous in so very many ways but the holidays can be tough for him.
 We have learned over the years that this season brings about his anxiety and consequently, the worst in him.
It's all just too much!
All the everything! Read more....
Minimal but Meaningful. ​Just yesterday, we threw away our moldy Halloween pumpkins and we still have pillowcases full of Snickers and Twizzlers lining the shelves of our pantry. The shelves at Target, however, are now filled with all things red and green. There is one little end cap dedicated to Thanksgiving and I stopped to pay my respects. I bought a turkey baster and some wooden spoons for my husband, the “holiday foodie” as if to put a stake in the ground in honor of the pilgrims and say, “I see you Thanksgiving, I won’t forget!” read more...
​How to Keep from Going Under
Well, ready or not, the school year has begun and this family is off and running. Monday morning had all 6 of us lined up on the starting blocks; startled by the abrupt early morning pistol pop, and out the door!  Some of us graceful, some of us explosive, some of us tripping on our shoelaces, and me… standing in my robe, coffee in hand, tired and already feeling defeated. There are a million things on my to-do-list and the thought of tackling them paralyses me. read more...