Jennifer Dyer

Jennifer Dyer has an M.S. in Communications Disorders, which served her well in her professional career as a speech-language pathologist. Never did she imagine that her education and career were God’s way of preparing her to be a mom to her own daughter with autism. Today, she enjoys reaching out to other families who face similar diagnoses. As a cancer survivor, carpet-cleaning veteran, and originator of the “Messy House Ministry,” Jennifer feels blessed to share joy, peace, and humor with others facing life’s challenges. She is mom to two beautiful daughters and is thankful to be raising them, serving other families with unique needs, and using her gift of writing and speaking to minister to others. Jennifer is also the author of a youth fiction book series and is trusting God with His timing on publication. Jennifer has been a mom for 11 years. She and Brandon have been married for 13 years.

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Jennifer Says: “I’m Jennifer Dyer, AKA Jenn, Mom, Ma, and Aunt Jenn. Although I love to chat with friends, read, and write, most of my hours are spent solving carpet crimes, chasing my daughter with autism, cleaning an endlessly messy house, and looking for my keys. In 2010, God granted me an extension on my life after a bout with cancer and surgery complications, through which I gained a greater appreciation for life, family, and people. Motherhood has taught me more than I ever imagined, including unending love, picking my battles, and how to navigate through a maze of toys and laundry in the dark. Before I wore a motherhood cape, I worked as a speech-language pathologist and traveled with hubby. Although having a special needs child has changed our entire world, we are learning to make adventures out of each moment, laugh whenever possible, and look forward to the greatest destination ever: Heaven, where I will see my Savior and no longer have to scrub carpet.”

Scratches on the Dining Table

This is a tale of two tables. A friend of mine has a unique dining table. It’s round with raised stools and has an interesting pattern etched into its surface. Another friend liked it so much she ordered the same table. When my friend recently visited her table-admiring friend, she noted that her friend’s table Continue »

Cherish the Days

The other day while cleaning out a kitchen cabinet I came across a set of tiny lunchbox notes I’d found on clearance. I bought them for Eldest when she was in first grade. I loved sticking those in her lunchbox. It felt like a sweet reminder of how much she means to me and was Continue »

From Mommy to Godzilla

When I became a mother, I pictured long days of rocking my sweet babies and imparting all my knowledge to them as they grew. I know some of you are already snickering. It’s amazing how quickly I go from that sweet, nurturing mother to a snorting Godzilla monster. Several years ago I’d spent a long Continue »

Getting the Chores Done

I have a confession. I stink at chores. Getting them done and assigning them to my kids. Once upon a time, I was Glenda Good Housekeeper, but these days I’m more like Worn-Out-Mop Mom, so who cares about dusting? In some ways, I’ve adapted to the necessities of my life. Having a special needs child Continue »