Technology is rough sometimes.

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the ease of many everyday tasks. I enjoy and take for granted being able to press a button and having the world at my fingertips. 

I’ve always been a writer, a documenter of things. I’ve always felt it so important to capture the memories and feeling and experience of life. 

Through my life, I’ve gone in and out of seasons of journaling. But about a year ago, I started journaling again. 

I’ve always been a traditional pen and paper girl. This time however, for the sake of ease and accessibility, I decided to just start keeping my entries in my Notes app on my iPhone. Since becoming a mother 13yrs ago, I’ve rarely been able to keep track of a notebook that didn’t get taken over by tiny artists. So, technology for the win — or so I thought. 

Last night was no exception. Just as I had done for the last year, I wrote my things down and poured out my heart. As I went to move my entry into the correct folder, I realized I had no folder. 

In fact, I had no files from the last year or more. Oh so many journal entries, sermon notes, random thoughts and big feelings, quotes from my children— you name it and I captured it in words — all gone! 

Evaporated. Nothing left. 

Maybe it sounds dramatic. 

It’s ridiculous how devastating that the loss of all those words were. But my writing is one thing that is really my own. 

Some people can draw, some people can cook, some people fix all the things. I meticulously hand pick my words for each occasion. I craft and curate them, I move them around. I try to capture the things of life and stick them to the paper, and make them flow like the northern lights in the sky to match what’s in my heart. I’m quite proud of that. 

So today, I feel a little invisible and frustrated. I feel like the pin in the map that said “Melly was here, and these are the things she saw and felt” got knocked off the wall. 

In the real world, I know I’m not invisible. 

I know the world has not fallen apart. 

Good things are still happening. 

I am loved. 

I am important. 

And I don’t have to stay in this sad slump. 

But in true Melly fashion, words are how I process and often move forward. 

So this post— that’s what this is. Letting go and moving on. Now to go out and buy a notebook and pens again. The wonders of technology can’t mess that up! 

Oh, how we're in a season of adjustment!
If you've been following this Caffeinated  little family of mine, then you know we've been pretty nonexistent on the blog over the last chunk of time. But let me assure you,   life has been anything but silent here.

We've gone from being a homeschool family to having all four children in school - and  how they are thriving! When I started this blog, we had two little girls. Now we have three girls  and a boy - and oh, how they have grown! 

We've gone from always being at home and rarely getting out to being oh. so. busy. Our big girls just finished a season of cheerleading that they can be proud of! Our littles have really fallen in love with preschool. We spend time at speech therapy and OT each week. Our family stays busy in church. The list goes on. 

I've gone from a stay-at-home mom, to working outside the home part-time, and back home again. Now I'm learning to work from home. That's a story and a half in itself. 

We've gone through some great ups and some rough downs. We've seen God's faithfulness through it all. We've seen His handiwork in the details regardless of whether it has been comfortable or not. 

If you know me, then you may know that writing has been my home for as long as I can remember. A fortress to keep my thoughts. Writing gave me the ability to imagine anything and share it with others. I always knew that I'd write. Adulthood tempts me to question that sometimes. But I always come back to it for several reasons. While it may not be today that I write a book, I'm using today to resurrect my blog from the abandoned corner of the internet. I hope to use my writing to connect with others, spread some joy, maybe some fistbumps in mom solidarity, and share some insight that is beneficial to anyone who stumbles here. 

I'll end this blog post with a quote that I can feel in my bones. It was penciled in a diary by an extraordinary young woman going through the most horrific of times. She sought comfort in chronicling her life as it happened. She found her words, she wrote them down as her heart spilled out on her pages, and she impacted countless people who have come into contact with her words.  

"Paper is more patient than people." -Anne Frank

I'm lifting my coffee mug in the air. Here's to paper being patient with me, and letting me make my own little impact. 

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First things first. I am SO GLAD you're here. 
I'm just thrilled that you're taking a hot minute out of your day to venture over and see what this blog is. 

I'm Melly and I'm generally caffeinated to some degree. My husband and I have four kids. We used to homeschool them all,  it they are all in school this year. So this is a season of change and adjustment. And that is ok.  

Our days are full. We have drop-offs and pickups, appointments, activities and church. And that’s if we don’t go offscript. It roughly equates to very little time off. But that's all part of it. Children are a blessing — and blessings don't come without a little work. On the blog, you'll be able to get to know my family by their blog nicknames: Mr. Incredible is my husband. My oldest two daughters are Pirate (13 in a few weeks) and Tootsie Roll (7), our boy is Gambit (4), and our littlest girl is Grey (just over 2-1/2). 

You guys, there are no great pictures of our entire family. So bare with me here. This is from Christmas Day at Waffle House. 

Being a wife, a mom, and the one at home most with our kids, I am an avid coffee drinker. I won't lie. Coffee is my go-to coping mechanism for life, but it also sparks a ton of joy. Joy… and the illusion of energy. 

Hence, Caffeinated Melly


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We are snowed in! I'm not sure what the weatherman predicted, but it wasn't the nearly ten inches of snow that we've ended up with!

This is our first real snow of the winter, and quite possibly our only big snow. Our area gets a pretty mild winter. So when we get snow a few things happen: school gets cancelled, the stores sell a lot of bread and milk, and sometimes we get snowed in.

When that happens we get some good, old-fashion quality time together. We do not get nearly enough of that. The girls and I spend plenty of time at home, but Mr. Incredible is not a homebody. He works so much, and always seems to be on the go, that time with him feels precious and fleeting. So if you ask me, I say bring on the snow day!

Our snow day, however, turned into several days! Several days without water. We've found ourselves melting down our snow to do simple things like wash our hands and dishes! Pirate and I keep thinking of when we read Little House in the Big Woods and they had to melt their snow for water. Of course, we have the blessing of modern appliances.

It's crazy how much snow it takes to melt down into a gallon of water! It's also crazy how many of the most basic things we do on a daily basis need running water! It's made us think we need a better plan in place for the next time we get a snow storm.

​Pirate loves the snow. It really makes me think she was meant

to live up north. She has built snow angels, snowmen, and even a small city with it's own little highway system. She's a hoot!

Tootsie Roll, on the other hand, is more like her mama. She loved it for about 45 seconds and was over it. Winter is just too cold and wet for her. Mr. Incredible had to bring her in and warm her up in front of the heater.

Unlike most of our neighbors, we were fortunate enough to not lose power, or even our WiFi. Even with that, close(d) quarters can wear on even the nicest of families. Quality time turns starts feeling smothering; sweet little voices that you love and cherish become a non-stop buzzing; the walls start closing in and it's too cold to escape.

OK, that's a slight exaggeration.

I don't know if your family is like mine, but when we're stuck inside for too long we can get a little antsy and notice every little annoying thing in the house. And that makes for some real fun! *eye roll*

Before we know it, a wave of crazy cabin fever hits the house. Someone makes one wrong comment, leaves one too many things on the floor, or throws a snowball in the house and Mama loses her mind. Things avalanche, we take no prisoners and we eat each other for dinner!

Another exaggeration? Let's hope so. I guess we'll find out at dinner time!

Surviving family time without eating each other shouldn't be so hard; and it's certainly not exclusive to snow storms. Sometimes you just feel smothered and over done and it's barely midday. Quality time is so important; it's a whole love language for some of us. Specifically, it seems to be Pirate's love language.

So here is a list of ideas for Surviving Family Time Without Eating Each Other.

1. Plan ahead! Come up with your own list of fun things that you can do. Base it around what's available to you, what kind of messes you are willing to deal with. If you already know you're okay with some crafts or a little bit of baking, then you can say yes to (or even suggest) something fun without having to overthink it! We tried our hand at making "Sugar Snow" from Little House in the Big Woods. I'll be the first to tell you that it didn't quite come out perfectly. Really, I'm pretty sure we burned it. It tasted wacky, but do you see how much fun Pirate is having?

Mr. Incredible and Tootsie Roll made biscuits from scratch. She was so sweet patting the dough. He said that these were his best, flakiest biscuits to date. I think Tootsie Roll has the magic touch.

Last spring, Pirate and I had some fun roasting marshmallows at our kitchen table. See that post HERE!

At night, the girls and I played with shadows on the wall.

You can read books, have contests, play board games, build pillow forts, have a blindfolded drawing contest, whatever you can think up! The sky is the limit. A wee bit of controlled mess, a whole lot of fun.

2. Invest in some time out. When everyone is in such close quarters it's important to designate some time apart. It's for the greater good. And that doesn't just go for this kids. It's important for the grown ups, too! By giving yourself and the other grownups some time out you get a chance to breathe. Breathing is important. Sit and relax, take a quick nap, get some space and read your bible. You'll be a better you, you'll make better decisions. It's amazing the difference of a few minutes can make.

3. Keep in mind that this snow storm is temporary. Enjoy the time together for what it is. We desperately need family time, and we got it. There isn't much you can do about the outside conditions, so you might as well relax. Make sure you and your family are safe and taken care of, and then remember this is for a short time. For me, keeping that in mind is a big part of surviving the crazy cabin fever. Remember that, much like in real life, the storm will pass. The snow will clear. The water will come back on. The ice will melt. And when it does, get out of the house!

And, who knows, there just might be a parade at the end ... if you survive without eating your family!

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