Oh, the inevitable and elusive “about” page. I’ve been told that, now that I’m using my actual name (Hi, there – I’m Heather!), people want to know even MORE about me and this whole “Real Catholic Mom” jam.

Okay. So, like I said, I’m Heather. And this is what I looked like immediately following an amazing women’s conference in our former place of residence. I am obliged to use this picture as often as I possibly can because I will most likely never look this good ever, ever again:

Renshaw Headshot color

And this is what I look like most other days – no makeup, hair in a ponytail, sunglasses on my head (#hopelessoptimist) and a look that says, “I-can’t-believe-I’m-risking-the-nirvana-that-is-a-sleeping-baby-by-taking-a-selfie-but-here-goes-nothin'” – although there are four fewer kids in this photo, which is highly unusual. I’m pretttty sure I didn’t eat them. But anyway:

RCM pic

Here’s what I looked like the day I married The Enforcer (aka Mr. Fix-It aka The Husband) in ye olde 2001:

Renshaw Wedding Photo 2001

Wow. We were young. er. Younger. Oh, you crazy, clueless kids. Bwahahahahahaha. Just you wait.

So, here are the lovely and amazingly loud children (I have NO idea where they get that from) who put the “Mom” in the “Real Catholic”:

imageThey are simultaneously my reason for living and for hiding out at the Adoration Chapel as often as I can. #truth

I like to joke that if you would have told the younger version of me that I’d be the blessed Mama of FIVE little monkeys, I would have tried to laugh you out of the bar and then offered to buy you another round. But here I am! Because God has a very interesting sense of humor. I’m just trying to keep up.

Because this is how our family is most of the time. Really:

imageAfter spending several years in a galaxy far, far away from the faith, I consider myself an on-fire revert to Catholicism. This reignited enthusiasm gets me in trouble sometimes, but it’s also what (mostly) keeps me off the streets.

{PSA: Please feel free to skip ahead if you don’t want to know about how I spend my free time as a Producer + Co-Host of  The Visitation Project (radio show), running Catholic Women Rejoice or Called To Love (women’s conferences), writing devotions at Blessed is She, contributing to a book, etc. etc. etc.}

Where were we? Oh, yes. Coming back to Holy Mother Chuch. For a really long time after returning to the sacraments, I struggled with what it meant to be a “good” Catholic. I didn’t trust myself to do all the right and holy things. I thought I needed to be quiet, stoic, unemotional, dispassionate, and really quiet. So, basically, in my mind, to be a good Cathlic meant that I had to become the exact opposite of who I was. Let’s just say I was not the most fun to be around back then. But I finally figured out that I just needed to be who God created me to be – I needed to be myself. I needed to be REAL.

These days, when I’m not baking brownies, unclogging toilets, and avoiding laundry, it’s kind of my mission in life to encourage other women – in whatever trenches they may find themselves – to be uniquely who they are and to be not afraid to be real and praise God through their circumstances. Because, at the end of the day, circumstances aside, we have EVERYTHING we need in the Catholic faith to get us to Heaven! If that’s not a reason to celebrate, I don’t know what is!












Cheers! Oh, and just a few more things … Here’s the shoe I broke at Edel because I was having way too much fun being Catholic:

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And here is the plaque that I look at every day, all day because I may not be perfect, but God made me this way (#dork) for a reason:

St Frances de sales quote

The main thing that I want you to know, my friend, is that you are NOT alone. Motherhood is stinking hard. Being Catholic in today’s crazy world is ridiculously dang hard. Marriage can be unbelievably rough. Being real about who you are and who God is calling you to be is sometimes uber hard. But if I know one thing, I know this: it is all WORTH it.

And we can do it. And we an do it with JOY. At least, most days. Right? Maybe not alone, but together, with God’s grace and a whole boatload of Divine Mercy: We can do it. If you ever need encouragement because you aren’t sure if you can do it, please don’t worry what others will think, and just tell me or someone else you know and love all about it. If I’m not sure I can do it, I promise I will be real and tell you about it, too. We can do this. Amen?? AMEN!!!


C’mon over to Twitter, Facebook, or Instagram and we can jam … I promise the coffee will start off hot. And if it cools down because we are enjoying ourselves a little too much and laughing a bit too loudly, we’ll just plop in a few ‘cubes and call it iced.

C2L 2014 speaking

Oh! And I have a speaking page, because apparently God has something for me to say! Out loud! In front of people! I’d be honored to help make your next event a success.

Follow me on bloglovin‘ or email me to your heart’s content: RealCatholicMom {at} gmail {dot} com.

God bless y’all.



8 thoughts on “About

  1. Can I ask how it came together you now contributing to so many different things from websites, to books, to radio shows, and conferences?

    1. Hi, Jennifer! Such a great question. I am often pretty amazed by it all. When I reverted to the faith, I really wanted to serve God in a “all in” sort of way. So, I kept an eye out for opportunities and volunteered for a lot of things. Some worked out, some didn’t. I think it boils down to three things, really: ask, seek, knock. I asked God what He wanted me to do, I sought those things out (or noticed when they were in front of me), and I knocked on doors until the right ones opened. Ask Him – He will let you know! If you’d ever like to chat more, shoot me a line! RealCatholicMom@gmail.com <3 God bless you!

      1. Thanks Heather! I love your “ask, seek, knock” philosophy. What a wonderful journey God has taken you on!

        1. It really is a journey! “Ask, seek, knock,” doesn’t account for my willful disobedience, apathy, ignorance and myriad other shortcomings. I sincerely resonate with St. Francis of Assisi’s words: “If God can work through me, He can work through anyone.” ? It truly is the, “Here I am, Lord – send me,” that matters most.

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