MATM

Okay. I went into the woods for a minute.
But we are officially back to regularly scheduled programming… just with a little less social media
involved.
I needed some space to breathe, reset, and figure out what I actually want Moms and Their Music to look
like moving forward.
And honestly? I remembered why I started this in the first place.
I want to make things I love. Talk about motherhood. Talk about music. Be weird. Be honest. Build a little
corner of the internet that actually feels like ours; without spending half my life trying to keep up with
every social platform.
So, I’m simplifying.
Patreon + TikTok are becoming the only active homes for MATM.
This will be my last regular post here. These pages will stay up through October so you have plenty of
time to find me, but after that, they’re going quiet.
If you’ve listened, followed, shared, commented, subscribed, supported, or just quietly hung around
since this whole thing started: thank you. Seriously.
Now come find me on Patreon.
The living room is open again.
Moms and Their Music
The Internet’s Living Room For Moms Who Need A Minute.

Hey, moms. 🤍

The internet’s living room for moms who need a minute… is being run by a mom who needs a minute.

So I’m taking one.

There won’t be a Music Made Me Do It today, and I’m giving myself permission to step away from MATM for the next week.

Not because I don’t love this. I do. So much.

But somewhere between working, parenting, creating, recording, editing, posting, planning, and trying to keep all the regular pieces of life moving, I realized I’ve been asking myself to keep producing when what I actually need is rest.

And I don’t want MATM to become another thing I drag myself through just because I’m afraid to stop.

I built this space for moms who need a minute.

Apparently that includes me. 😂🤍

So for one week, I’m taking my own advice.

No content calendar. No scrambling to get something posted because “I’m supposed to.” No guilt about what I didn’t get done.

Just a little room to breathe, live my actual life, and come back to this thing I love because I want to; not because I’m running myself into the ground trying to keep up.

MATM isn’t going anywhere.

I’m just taking a minute.

See you next week. 🤍🎧

🎤 PASS THE MIC WEDNESDAY

You know THAT song.

You’ve heard it 472 times.
You know exactly what part is coming.
You KNOW the note, the beat drop, the harmony, the lyric…

…and somehow your body still goes:

CHILLS. Every. Damn. Time.

So pass the mic:

🎶 What song gives you actual goosebumps EVERY time you hear it?

Drop the song + artist below. 👇

And there’s actually a reason music can physically do this to us… but we’re getting into THAT later this week. 👀🎧

Take me back to when choosing your profile song was a SERIOUS decision.
Because somebody was absolutely going to click your MySpace profile and that song needed to tell them
EXACTLY what kind of person you were.

And if you were going through a breakup??
Oh, everybody was gonna know.

So let’s go back:
What song was on your MySpace profile?

If you can’t remember, tell me what song 2006–2008 YOU absolutely would’ve had playing.

Bonus points if changing the song was specifically intended for ONE person to see.

Wanna be the coolest mom in the pick up line??

Go join the MATM Patreon to get the early access password!!

Gentle parenting is for gentle children.

There. I said it. 😂

And before you start typing (because I KNOW some of y’all already are) maybe listen to the episode first.

Because somewhere along the way, a lot of us started confusing gentle parenting with never letting our kids be uncomfortable, upset, disappointed, bored, or told no.

And I have… thoughts. A lot of them.

Especially about screens. 😬

Episode 32 of Moms and Their Music is OUT NOW:

🎙️ Gentle Parenting Is for Gentle Children?

Come find out whether I actually have a point or whether I’ve completely lost my damn mind.

Either way, you gotta listen first. 🤷🏽‍♀️🎧

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Gentle parenting is for gentle children.

Yep. That’s the title.

No, I will not be elaborating in this caption. 😂

You wanna tell me I don’t understand gentle parenting?

COOL.

🎧 Episode 32: **Gentle Parenting Is for Gentle Children?**

Listen first.

Then come yell at me. 😌

New episode of Moms and Their Music is OUT NOW.

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✝️ WEEKLY WORSHIP

🎶 “Lead Me On” Chandler Moore

This week’s song isn’t one I picked just because it sounds good.

I picked it because it’s where I am.

There are parts of my life right now that I couldn’t have planned if I tried. Things are shifting. Doors are opening and closing. Plans I thought I understood are changing.

And I’m realizing more and more that I don’t actually have control over where all of this is going.

And strangely?

It’s beautiful.

Because I’m watching Jesus lead my life.

Not asking Him to bless every plan I’ve already made. Not handing Him my itinerary and asking Him to approve it.

Actually letting Him lead.

🎤 ABOUT THE ARTIST

Chandler Moore is a singer, songwriter and worship leader who became widely known as one of the prominent voices of Maverick City Music. His sound lives at the intersection of gospel, contemporary worship, soul and R&B, and he’s become one of the most recognizable voices in modern worship music.

You’ve probably heard him on songs like “Jireh,” “Man of Your Word,” “Wait on You,” “Kingdom,” and “In the Room.”

What I love about his music is that his worship often feels like listening to somebody work something out with God in real time. There’s room for questions. Emotion. Wrestling. Surrender.

And that matters with “Lead Me On.”

The song came from a season of transition in Chandler’s own life and became a conversation with God about ‘moving from where I want to go toward where You are leading me.’

That hits differently when you’re living it.

Because surrender sounds beautiful in worship songs.

Actually living it sometimes sounds more like:
I don’t understand this.
I didn’t plan this.
I don’t know what’s next.
But I trust You.

📖 Proverbs 3:5–6 reminds us not to lean on our own understanding, but to acknowledge God and allow Him to direct our paths.

📖 Psalm 23:3 reminds us that He leads us in paths of righteousness.

📖 Isaiah 30:21 gives us this beautiful picture of hearing, “This is the way, walk in it.”

Maybe faith doesn’t always mean God hands us the entire map.

Maybe sometimes He simply says:

Follow Me.

And maybe surrender isn’t always God taking something away.

Sometimes it’s realizing that the life He’s shaping beyond your control is becoming more beautiful than the one you were trying so hard to control.

That’s where I am today.

Jesus, lead me on. 🤍

🎶 MUSIC MADE ME DO IT… AGAIN.

You didn’t think I was only doing this once, did you? 😂

Adventure #2 is officially in the books.

Where did the music take me this time?

Not telling you yet. 👀

But I will say this one deserves the full Music Made Me Do It treatment.

🎶 Adventure #2 drops NEXT FRIDAY.

Until then, you get crumbs. 😌

September 11, 2001.

I was in first grade.

I was too young to understand terrorism, war, or why anyone would intentionally cause that kind of destruction. But I was old enough to understand that I was watching the most horrific thing I had ever seen in my life.

Like so many children of my generation, there is a distinct line between the world before that day and the world after it.

We watched adults become afraid. We watched flags appear everywhere. We learned words like terrorism, al-Qaeda, Afghanistan, Iraq, deployment, and war long before many of us fully understood what they meant.

And then we grew up.

Some of the kids who watched September 11 unfold from elementary, middle, and high school classrooms eventually put on uniforms themselves.

They joined the Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, Coast Guard. Others became police officers, firefighters, EMTs, dispatchers, nurses, and public servants.

Some went to war.

Some never came home.

There was an entire generation (and one just ahead of mine) whose understanding of service, sacrifice, patriotism, and even adulthood was profoundly shaped by what happened that morning.

Today, 25 years later, I remember the 2,977 people who were killed on September 11, 2001.

I remember the first responders who ran toward something everyone else was desperately trying to escape.

I remember the families whose lives were divided permanently into before and after.

I remember the service members who answered what came next, and the families who carried the weight of their service alongside them.

And I remember being that little first grader, watching something I couldn’t fully comprehend and realizing for the first time that terrible things could happen in the world outside of the safety I knew.

Twenty-five years later, we remember.

September 11, 2001. 🇺🇸

Never forgotten.