Cheryl Brackemyre

Hey local mommas! I grew up in Centerville, but I now live in Wilmington with my husband Tony. Together we have 6 kids, Joe, and his wife Allison, Austin, and his wife Hannah, Sydney and her husband Hayden, Andrew and his wife Lauren and our littles, Max and Eli. Did I mention we are a little nuts starting over with this parenting thing when we are 45+? We are officially adding new titles to our names in 2022- Tiki and Jeep (our version of Grandma and Grandpa). My husband and I are both ministers, and we get to work together in a local church. We were both married before and brought our families together in 2010. After a few years of marriage we felt God's leading for us to adopt. We added Max to our family in 2014 and Eli joined us in 2017, our quiver is officially full! Blending our family has been an adventure! Add some ex-spouses and two birth mommas and we have ourselves a crazy crew! Coffee is my love language. The beach is my happy place and I long to have my toes in the sand. I love being part of the team at Dayton Mom Collective.
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Life Lessons from UNO {What Our Son Has Learned and Taught Us}

We've been playing oodles of Uno lately. It's the first "semi-grown up" game we taught our 7-year-old and he LOVES to play it. Each and every time we play Uno, I learn more and more lessons...

Choosing Joy {This Holiday Season and Year Round}

I ordered a shirt from one of those online boutiques. I was able to pick the color and word that went on the front of the shirt in typewriter print. I carefully chose my...

I’m Glad You Are Here {Cue the Tears}

ADD and ADHD live in our home. They take a seat at our table, front row seat at the TV and are in our everyday lives. Our almost 8-year-old lives and grows through the challenges of...

A Buckeye in Da Ville {Exploring Louisville on a Weekend Getaway}

Our plans fell through. We had booked and paid for a cute little cabin in the mountains of NC for our first time away from our kiddos (kiddos are 7 and 4, and I know...

Sneaky Grief

It comes at the most random times. In a smell that takes me back to a different time, it sneaks up on me. In a place that evokes memories, it sneaks up on me. In a phrase...

The Power of a Meal {Taking Food to Family and Friends}

Homemade chicken and noodles, mashed potatoes, green beans and cobbler for dessert is my go-to meal to make for new mamas, sick friends and those grieving. I've made it for years and it is...

It’s Just a Little Pee {Giving Grace During a Tough School Year}

My son peed his pants. At school. On the fifth day. I was furious. This school year has been crazy, new, unprecedented, ________ - you put in any negative adjective you want in this blank...

Cereal Sundays {Celebrating National Cereal Day Today}

I love cereal. When I was made aware of a national day to celebrate, I had to break out my favorite bowl and a spoon and celebrate. As a child, I remember all of the healthy...

I Never Expected a “Love You, Too” {A Stepmom’s Story}

Our text ended, "Love you,"  with a response from her, "Love you, too." I never expected that. I am the momma of boys, big boys and little boys. So when my husband and I married and...

Why We Still Talk About Our First Marriages

The other day I asked my husband what he missed eating that he used to eat when he was married the first time. So you know the back story, my husband was married before for...

The Little Plastic Bag

As we pulled off the exit for the zoo and made it to the stoplight, Max yelled from the back of the van, "Mom, there is someone who needs a bag!" As I looked up,...

Stepparent Snafu {Embracing Your Blended Family}

I'm a stepparent. I've made a snafu. There is not a book that paves the way to this stepparent gig. It the hardest act in the blended family that I have encountered in the last...

Halftime {Making Sense of the Big 5-0}

My next birthday is a big one. Like a seriously BIG one. As we age, I think that we begin to reflect on our life. Recently I was talking to my husband about this whole...

Don’t Poke the Bear

Don't poke the bear. I recently said this to my 6-year-old and he didn't get it, so I had to explain that when a bear is hibernating, you don't poke the bear because doing so...