Hi, and welcome! I’m Bethany, smitten wife of 14 years and busy homeschooling mama of six kids, ages 12 to 1. (Yes, my hands are full—but so is my heart.) But don’t let the numbers fool you. While I’ve learned a lot over the years, I’ll be the first to admit how much I still have to learn. I don’t have all the answers. I’m not going to be able to give you the perfect method to organize your house, plan your homeschool, or raise your kids.
The motto here at Baking Humble Pie is Love. Learn. Repeat. and that’s how I strive to live every day. If you feel like you’re struggling in the trenches, know that I’m right there beside you. The good news is: there’s always grace. So, let’s put our heads together and whisper words that inspire. I want to build up our marriages and find better ways to disciple our children. I want us to grow in fellowship and faith.
I love that the internet has given us a way to share our trials and triumphs. To cheer each other on as we cheer each other up. How it gives us a way to glimpse the stunning similarity in the splashes of spilt milk; the sweet, sticky fingers painting eternity on our hearts. Can I tell you a secret? This glorious, gut-wrenching, messy-beautiful life was not what I planned for myself. But you know the old saying: we make plans, and God laughs. The trick, I’m discovering, is to laugh along.
There are miracles in our mundane. These stories we are living are breath-taking beautiful. Yes, even yours, even mine. Even on the bad days. Because we know it’s not about getting the most out of life, but giving the most out of love. I believe God’s got great big beautiful plans for you and for me, for our marriages, and for these precious souls we’re raising. Sure it’s not always easy, but the good stuff never is. And let’s be honest, it is good, isn’t it?
Can I tell you a story? It’s not particularly glamorous, but it’s beautiful and all mine. It’s all about how I met a boy who introduced me to Jesus–and I fell in love with them both. (I’m still hopelessly fallen.) How I married the boy + we moved to a city I’d never seen + together we’re raising six sweet souls. How He’s raising me up in the process: mistakes, miracles, and everything in between.
I show up here with my tales of toddler tears, of fractured faith, and what it’s like to be truly sleepless in Seattle. I roll up my sleeves, start slicing apples, and sprinkle sugar on the sour. I may not have all the answers for you, but I’ve got plenty of encouragement, some heartfelt confessions, hard-won lessons, and hopefully plenty of ideas to inspire you in nurturing your own domestic church.
So come back tomorrow. And the day after that. I’ll be right here, journaling the journey. I can’t predict what’s in store, but I promise there will always be plenty to learn, plenty of laughs, and plenty of pie.