Lisa Spanking Blog

Finding the Right Balance Afterward Learning each other through honesty, vulnerability, and trust One of the most important parts of our dynamic doesn’t actually happen during the discipline itself—it happens afterward. When everything settles and the house is quiet again, hubby and I always take time to talk. Not just a quick “are you okay,” but a real conversation. It’s become just as meaningful to me as anything else we share, because it’s where understanding, trust, and growth really take shape. We usually start by talking about my week. What led up to the discipline, what I was thinking at the time, and where I could have made better choices. Sometimes I already know exactly where I fell short, and other times talking it out helps me see things more clearly. He listens carefully, not just to correct me, but to understand me. That matters more than I can explain. Then we talk about how I handled myself during the session. This is the part that always makes me a little self-consciou...

  Keeping It Real When It Starts to Feel Repetitive I’ll be honest—keeping the Journaling Blog (where I journal my spankings) going has been harder than I expected. When I first started writing about my life, about discipline, about the way my husband and I connect through it, everything felt new. Every moment felt worth capturing. I had so many thoughts, so many emotions, and honestly… so many stories. But lately? I’ve been struggling in logging each spanking. Not because anything is wrong—but almost the opposite. Most of my spankings are maintenance spankings. They’re steady, predictable, and honestly… kind of the same week after week. And while that consistency has been incredibly grounding for me in real life, it doesn’t always translate into something fresh or exciting to write about. Our Fridays tend to follow a familiar rhythm. He gets home first. I come in shortly after. The kids get sent off to their activities. We sit down and talk about the week—what went well, what did...

 Love and Respect Journey  When my husband first suggested that we go through the Love & Respect study together, I honestly thought it would simply confirm what I already believed about marriage. I figured we would read a few chapters, nod along, maybe discuss a few ideas, and move on. I thought I already understood what respect meant. I was wrong. Walking through Love & Respect by Emerson Eggerichs together turned out to be one of the most life-changing things we have done for our marriage, especially within the framework of our Domestic Discipline relationship. It helped me see things in ways I had never really considered before. Before the study, I believed I was respectful. I didn’t yell. I wasn’t openly critical. I supported my husband in many ways. But what I learned is that respect is not only about the obvious things. Sometimes it’s the subtle actions that speak the loudest. A sigh. A tone. An eye roll. Correcting him in front of the kids. Questioning a decisio...

A Really Good Friday There’s something almost sacred about stolen time in a busy house. As a mom, those moments don’t come around often anymore—especially with two high school daughters whose schedules seem just as full as ours. But this Friday felt different from the start. I had the day off from teaching, and hubby had taken Good Friday off too. That alone felt like a gift—both of us home, no rushing, no alarms, no obligations pulling us in different directions. So when the opportunity presented itself, we leaned all the way in. At noon, with a little bit of planning (and yes, a little bit of bribery), we handed the girls some cash and sent them off to grab lunch and do a bit of shopping for us. They were thrilled—freedom and spending money will do that—and just like that, the house went quiet. Two whole hours. It felt like a reset button. We didn’t rush into anything. We started the way we always should, but don’t always get to—just sitting together, talking. Really talking. Laughin...

  Why do I get lazy? This week (actually it happened 20 March) is not one I am especially proud of, but it is one I need to be honest about. Sometimes the weeks where I struggle the most are the ones that teach me the most, and this one showed me that laziness and a small lie can turn into something much bigger if I let my guard down. I had the whole week off, which should have been a blessing. I had time to catch up on things around the house, rest a little, and take care of the small errands that normally pile up when life is busy. Instead, I let myself get comfortable. Too comfortable. I slept in, watched more TV than I should have, and kept telling myself I would get things done later. Later kept turning into tomorrow, and tomorrow turned into the end of the week. On Friday, hubby texted me while he was at work and asked if I could pick up his medicine from the pharmacy. I saw the text. I remember looking at my phone, thinking I should go, and then telling myself I would do it ...

  Advice Corner Living Out a Domestic Discipline Marriage in Real Life I’ve had several women write to me lately asking how a Domestic Discipline relationship actually works in day-to-day life. It’s easy to talk about rules, structure, and respect in theory, but real life includes jobs, kids, exhaustion, laundry, bills, and everything else that pulls at our time and energy. So I wanted to write this post as an advice column of sorts, sharing what I’ve learned and also asking for wisdom from others who are walking this path. I’m going to break this into five areas that seem to come up the most often. 1. Serving Him and Serving the Family One of the biggest misunderstandings I hear is that serving your husband means you stop being a person yourself. For me, it’s the opposite. Serving him is part of serving the whole family. When I respect his leadership, our home runs smoother, the kids feel more secure, and I feel more at peace. That doesn’t mean I do everything perfectly. Some days...