tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64424980717727643232024-03-18T20:32:50.404-07:00Living Life CreativelySECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.comBlogger490125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-35300033129917501992014-12-20T06:09:00.000-08:002014-12-20T06:09:00.434-08:00My Fourth. My Last.<div>
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It's hard to describe how you can know something, but then be constantly surprised by it too. For over 4 years, I've had a baby in the house. So even though I know he's our last, I often think about "Well, the next baby, I'll do this or that. Then I am slapped in the face with reality (or my husband...haha) that this is it. How can something you've dreamed and waited for, go by so quickly. I'm just not ready. I guess you never are really ready. Or so I've heard. But it happens just like that and you feel like you are trying to hold off the inevitable sand coming down from an hour glass. </div>
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The feeling worse than that is the one where because life is naturally busy and sometimes it's overwhelming, I'm not sure I've soaked it up enough. The plees from women with children long grown, keep me wondering if I'm treasuring this season like I should. I shrink with guilt every time I hide in the bathroom for a few minutes, stay a little too long under my covers or find my self loosing my cool. I'm so blessed and I know it. But there are moments where I'm too overwhelmed, too caught up in the things that I'm not doing good enough. Tired from wiping things...counter tops, bottoms, spills and little noses. I don't want to just make it through the day. I want to soak up each moment, but it's impossible. I have stop beating myself up and take note that, I do try to live each moment with them giving them all of me that I can. </div>
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I do sit and hold him every spare second I get. Though he hasn't gotten as many "arranged photo shoots", I still capture his cuteness, just on my iphone. He does get books read to him, but usually it's shared with a sibling. I dance with him and love to tickle his little legs until the trill of giggles undo me. He's definitely the fourth. Not as much of me to go around. He's the last. What a great babe to end on. There couldn't be a sweeter, blue eyed boy I'd rather call my baby. </div>
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I'm not sure I ever shared his birth announcement, so here it is. </div>
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My one year old babe!</div>
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He is such a handsome little guy. </div>
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Man, they make this Mama swoon. </div>
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I'm glad the wagon still actually looks big here! Maybe this is a picture I'll try to get each year. </div>
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I just love him in his little bow tie!</div>
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I used this for his birthday invitation. </div>
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This was the 15 seconds that I was able to have him keep the party hat on! </div>
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MY ONE YEAR OLD. </div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-73581659372196166752014-12-08T06:14:00.000-08:002014-12-08T07:04:29.499-08:00I need you...<div>
I was laying in bed this morning and I heard out of the stillness a wonderful transaction take place. I'd already been up to get my son and husband off to school. I was trying to soak up the silence as it's precious in this space. I heard Evy get up to use the restroom. Then I heard this small voice...."Evy?"she searched her room. Evy answered, "Yes, I'm in here." Livingston replied, "I need you." <br />
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Those three little words stole my heart. Those and the little voice pleading them. You see I'm used to hearing those words and though they are sweet I can often feel overwhelmed from the many times I hear them each day. So when she said them to her sister, I felt myself exhale. Whew....I hadn't been needed at this moment. I could still lay under my warm covers and pretend to be asleep. That was nice. But more than that, it was reminder that theirs is another love story written by the creator of love Himself.<br />
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Adoption is beautiful for so many reasons, but the sibling part of it has been one of my favorites that has unfolded. These girls were not born of the same womb, they do not share DNA and they look nothing a like. But they are sisters. They share a family. They share a special bond. It's been a wonderful thing to watch.<br />
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I love to watch them pretend and create worlds together. It's sweet to see them making memories that they'll laugh over many years from now. They are actually practicing being adults, mothers and homekeepers. I often have wondered what they would have been like without each other. Their personalities are so grown and changed by the other. Evy definitely makes Liv braver and in return Evy has become a little more tender because of her sister.<br />
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Sisterhood is so sweet. I should know, I have one of the best. It's a best friend that never goes away. I'm so glad these two will get to walk through life together and be apart of each other's adventures.<br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-63286201077512206812014-07-16T12:14:00.000-07:002014-07-18T12:23:04.951-07:00Loving big takes courage. <div>
I was reading a book today and came across this line.... loving big takes courage. It impacted me greatly because I know it's true. <br />
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Yesterday, I had to run an early errand with the kids with me. We had an hour or so to kill after it until we had to be at a speech appointment. I promised them McDonalds if they behaved themselves at the first errand. They did great and cheered as we pulled in under the golden arches. I'm usually motivated to happiness by their cheerful moods. I was smiling as I unbuckled car seats and lined up kids on the sidewalk. Then I got this deju vu feeling. As we filed into the building and they ran off towards the play place, I knew exactly where it was coming from. We rarely go to this McD's because it's on the other side of town, but was close to our earlier errand. This is the same location where our oldest two children had their parent visitations during our first few months of fostering them. <br />
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It's the very first place I laid my eyes on my babies. It's also the place where I experienced some of my most vulnerable moments of my life. Watching them with their birth family. Seeing the pain they felt when no one showed up or when they had to say goodbye. Trying to make sense of the fears of the future and budding love for these little souls that I was feeling. I was scared of this unfamiliar world of fostering, inexperienced at this parenting gig and felt unsure if I was the right person for this gig. <br />
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It was hard. Everything about this was making my brain scream, "This is too hard. Run for comfort." I knew that was my just the scared part of me. Deep down I had already made this decision. We were in this. No matter what came. We were parents to whoever and however long God gave us with them. <br />
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Nothing about the first few months was easy. Four years later, there are moments that still aren't easy. Not with just our adopted children, but our biological children as well. Parenting. It's the hardest thing I've ever done. It took all the courage I could muster. I'm not sure I've ever relied on the Lord's strength so much. Hard things bring out the courage that you thought was impossible.<br />
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The other side of "loving big takes courage" is that it breeds more love. I've never been given so much of myself and then gain soo much in return. So what is God calling you to love big? I dare you to do it!<br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-82408974929910753992014-07-14T13:16:00.001-07:002014-07-14T13:16:46.702-07:00Things I Can't Get of My Mind...<div>
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I wish my house would sell.</div>
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We've been trying to sell our home for some time now. It's not a need. We have no timeline. It would just make our lives easier to move closer to where Scott works, the kids go to school and an added bonus...closer to my family. We had an open house this weekend and had a fairly good turn out. We also have another showing this week. I'm just praying for an offer and anxious to have it sold before school starts. Sadly, it's only three more weeks. I'm trying to believe it could happen if God sees fit. </div>
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I love shereadstruth.com. It's easy, keeps me accountable and has plenty of beautiful images to inspire me. But I've been dying to get one of their study packs. They are gorgeous and I know they'd be helpful to go along with their study online. But I haven't felt like I could justify it right now. Maybe my honey will surprise me with one before the Hebrews study starts up. hint! hint! You should check them out and if anything follow along online. Take a look at the bundles...it does save you some. </div>
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Summer is almost over.</div>
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I can't help it. I'm trying to stop thinking this way, but I just can't. I've told a few people July just feels like a long Sunday evening. You know that sinking feeling in your gut that the fun is over and the week is starting over? That's the way I feel. I'm going to miss moments like this. The late afternoon glow, sweaty/happy kids and lots of nothing to do. I HEART summer!</div>
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I'm pretty obsessed with this combo lately. I've eaten too many times to count as my lunch or sometimes even a late night snack. It's pretty simple and not too unhealthy. : ) Just the bread, cheese and oil maybe? haha! It's spinach, kale and tomatoes chopped up. Oil and vinaigrette poured over. Italian spices, garlic, shaved Parmesan and sprinkled with pepper. Just dip bread or crackers in it. SOOO good! Someone stop me!!!</div>
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This little girl turning FIVE.</div>
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What are my children trying to do to me? UGH!!!! It's the most fun thing to watch them grow and the most heartbreaking too. It's not that I really want them to stop, but I guess I'd just like them to slow down a little. I've spent the last month researching/ordering gifts, looking through the past years pictures of Evy and planning her birthday bash for this weekend. I think sometimes I'm just as excited as them! It's Little Mermaid themed.....soo fun!</div>
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our hearts are such a perfect fit.</div>
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* pictures from March...he's much bigger now!</div>
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I can't believe summer is half way over.</div>
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I really can't slow time down and have decided to stop fighting it.</div>
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There are days I get distracted and can't wait for bedtime.</div>
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But normally, I'm trying hard to keep a good perspective and search out the blessings!</div>
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This summer, we are trying our best to get outside and enjoy this amazing weather. </div>
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For KY, it's been a great summer. Not boiling, yet.</div>
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Here are a few picture of the fun!</div>
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JE hanging in the pod in our backyard.</div>
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We've had several cousin backyard swim dates!</div>
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Liv is such a good mama taking care of her baby!</div>
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We went to the zoo and got to visit with this guy. :)</div>
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I love how it looks like they are having a conversation!</div>
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I think Evy was deciding to jump the fence to live with the elephants here.</div>
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Lots of swimming at Granny and Grandaddy's pool.</div>
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This time our backyard with the cousins.</div>
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Hysterical how many cousins can fit in one pool!</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-48804976832740587962014-07-02T20:38:00.000-07:002014-07-02T20:39:26.258-07:00Thriving in Summer<div>
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Summer is a big, beautiful mess.</div>
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That is the way I at least feel about it. </div>
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My husband is a teacher so we get soo antsy those last few weeks of school.</div>
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Not only will my older ones not have to go to school/preschool, but Daddy is home too!!!</div>
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It's the best thing, but it's utter chaos if we don't get a handle on it. </div>
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Imagine being on vacation for 2 months. It can be overwhelming having no routine, frustrating with soo many personalities home all day and it can get expensive if you aren't planning. </div>
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Every year since we've had the pleasure of this arrangement, we've gotten better at it. We plan ahead and start talking about what we do the weeks before summer starts. </div>
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Don't get me wrong, we are still major flex these days. We just created a loose schedule for the weekdays and tried to look over the whole summer for special appointment/events.<br />
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<b>USE YOUR BRAIN.</b></div>
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To keep the kids on top of all they learned this past year, we've tried to keep on with summer learning. Just reviewing and working on things they already did. They honestly enjoy it. </div>
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We got these workbooks at Sam's for pretty cheap. </div>
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They've been a great way for them to work if we need to be doing other things.</div>
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I also wanted to do fun and creative things with the kids this summer. </div>
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We made sure to pencil in time for this during our days home. </div>
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<b>CREATE SOMETHING.</b></div>
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Crafting. Experiments. Baking. Group Playing.</div>
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To help with the arts, I got this book. </div>
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It's really just a pretty book to look through. </div>
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Easy and they loved it!</div>
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I let them help pour food coloring in.</div>
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It does look like Water Fireworks! </div>
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<b>GET OUTSIDE.</b></div>
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I'm not going to lie. I'm a weeny when it comes to hot weather. </div>
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I would just rather be cool and not sweating.</div>
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Thankfully, this summer hasn't been horribly hot.</div>
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Either way, we make sure to let them run off some steam everyday.</div>
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So we climb trees.</div>
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We play ball.</div>
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<b>MEAL PLANNING.</b></div>
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I'm the worst at this. No joke.</div>
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Even when I plan, I get off from the schedule I planned.</div>
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This is one area, we struggle. </div>
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Because summer seems like one long vacation, it's easy to eat out too much.</div>
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We'll be out doing something as a family and think that it would be convenient to just grab something while we are out.</div>
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I've decided to try to cook more for lunch. </div>
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Sometimes, it's easier because we have been going lots of places in the afternoons/evenings.</div>
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If we get home later, it's easier to make sandwiches/ heat up left overs for supper.</div>
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I've tried a few dips and fun summer recipes.</div>
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I'm always looking for new, healthy and different recipes....so send them my way if you have any.</div>
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We have tried to make sure we get out of the house and go somewhere at least 2 times a week.</div>
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This hasn't been hard at all.</div>
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We have had lots of cousin play dates, parties to attend and of course VBS with our church.</div>
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If anything, I feel we are rarely home during the week.</div>
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Which is a nice change too.</div>
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Adventures can be close to home, a local hike or a day trip to a near by attraction.</div>
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We love free or cheap things for our kids to do.</div>
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Obviously, there is parks, the library and Granny's pool!</div>
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There are also some cheaper things that are great too...</div>
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Summer Kids movies at Malco</div>
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Having a membership to O'boro Science Museum</div>
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This is my youngest son.</div>
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He is 8 mos. old now.</div>
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I started this post like in March.</div>
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But it set in my drafts folder since then.</div>
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That is ridiculous.</div>
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This was him at around 2 months. </div>
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I wanted to remember the little area that he occupied in our room. </div>
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Livingston stayed in our room too for several months because it's more convenient for me in case they wake during the night. </div>
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I remember being ready to have our room back, to take that pack-n-play down for more space.</div>
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Then I remember when we actually did it, feeling sad.</div>
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My heart ached just a little when I would look over to see her, only to know she was in her room downstairs.</div>
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It wasn't long before I couldn't even remember what it was like having her so close.</div>
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So this time, I wanted to make sure to document this sweet time in our lives.</div>
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Though the middle of the night feedings can be frustrating in those early months, it's such a sweet bonding time for this new little soul and yourself. </div>
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I'll miss having this baby boy so close. </div>
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Isn't that what happens.</div>
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We have them and then keep them as close as we can. </div>
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But the truth is after those first 9 months living right under your very beating heart, </div>
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they are striving to gain more and more freedom.</div>
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The distance is real and can be hard on a mama.</div>
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So this time when I packed away the newborn clothes.</div>
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Those tiny little garments that I so carefully washed months before he made his debut.</div>
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The first outfits I dressed him in as he celebrated being a part of this world.</div>
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I took a moment to remember and cherish what God had given me.</div>
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I wiped the tears as I folded them for the last time.</div>
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I put them away, returned some borrowed ones, passed a few on to friends and saved some of my favorites.</div>
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Because I don't want to forget.</div>
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I can't.</div>
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It's the start of a beautiful BIG life.</div>
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My little man.</div>
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His beginning.</div>
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And I have to say, it went entirely too quick this time.</div>
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Before too long, I'll be putting away any reminders of babies.</div>
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It will be hard, just like putting away these newborn clothes. </div>
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But the treasure is that each new season brings fresh joys and blessings.</div>
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I'll cling to that.</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-60251166887686498852014-07-02T09:13:00.000-07:002014-07-02T09:13:40.021-07:0033 things about me at 33<div>
1. I've lived in the same house for 6 years, but we are currently trying to sell it. The process is driving me completely insane. Anxious on the future and frustrated with keeping everything "show" ready.<br />
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2. My hands are full...and I love it.<br />
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3. I have a love/hate relationship with technology. Sometimes I want to throw it all out the window and then there are times that I can't put it down. That last part bothers me too.<br />
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4. I'm in love with this lipstick. Seriously, I've searched years for a favorite...glosses, lipsticks, and never could find what I liked. I'm weird about texture, smells and tastes when it comes to lipstick and makeup. TRY this...<br />
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5. This year, I resolved to read 10 books at least. It's July and I've read 2. UGH!<br />
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6. I feel pretty confident in who I am at this stage of life. Don't get me wrong I question my parenting skills, worrying over petty stuff sometimes but for the most part I like who I am.<br />
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7. My most prized possessions beside my family is probably my camera. Inside my camera bag is a Canon 5d Mark ii. <br />
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8. I love wearing my babies. Even when it's hot and sweaty. :)<br />
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9. The people I call the most is my sister and moma. :)<br />
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10. Our church is doing a summer reading plan. I'm really liking the accountability of our Pastor talking about it each week at church. Over the last 6months or so I've also used ifequip.com and shereadstruth.com. Check them out!<br />
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11. I have always had issues with clutter. Messy rooms, piles of things that need to be put away. But I will say that I think I'm starting to want things to be put in it's home. I've even done a few projects lately where I've organized several drawers, closets and cabinets. Could this be me turning a new leaf?!?! :)<br />
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12. It's probably wrong how much fun I have planning parties and picking out toys for my children. It could be considered a past time for me.<br />
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13. My favorite shows lately are 24 and Longmire<br />
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14. I am a stay at home mom and part time photographer. My business is <a href="http://www.thousandhillsphoto.com/">Thousand Hills Photography</a>.<br />
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15. If I could have anything I wanted right now, it would be a spa weekend all alone. I could use 48 hrs of peace and quiet. Too much longer than that and I would miss all my noisy bunch.<br />
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16. Sadly, I don't wear heels like I used to. I think it's mainly because of chasing children around. My shoe of choice lately is flip flops.<br />
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17. Over the past few years, I've been blessed to be involved with our church's MOPS (Mother's of Preschoolers) and this year I'm going to be leading. It's already been insane and exciting. I'm thankful for this opportunity and cannot wait to see what He does with our group this year.<br />
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18. I really dislike bath time...especially because it's at night when I'm already tired. But I love bathing my babes in the sink.<br />
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19. The only pet we have is a bunny named Clover.<br />
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20. I drive a minivan and I never wanted to be one of those moms. I wanted a lot of children, but I was going to be a cool mom with an suv. :) But I've never been happier. We got it super cheap and it's been such a blessing to our family. Lot's of happy memories in that blue tank!<br />
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21. I still don't like chocolate. I know, I'm weird.<br />
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22. Adventures are still my favorite...especially seeing them experience things the first time.<br />
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23. I'm still addicted to Dr. Pepper, cheese fries and sour punch straws.<br />
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24. The bed I sleep on at 33 is absolute PERFECTION. We saved up a year or so ago to buy a temper pedic, but ended up buying a Sealy i-comfort! It's memory foam and it's a king size. AMAZING!!! Seriously, we are soo spoiled and have trouble sleeping anywhere else.<br />
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25. I have a sweet little baby that is breaking my heart by getting soo big. I think it's extra hard because he's my last baby.<br />
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26. My favorite resturants right now are The Bistro (local Greek place), Olive Garden and Zaxby's.<br />
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27. One thing, I'd like to get better at is gardening like my parents(they are amazing). I'm just going to try to keep the few I planted this year alive.<br />
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28. At 33, I've traveled many places (28 states, Canada, Italy, Russia, Germany, Dominic Republic,<br />
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29. Lately, my snack of choice is feta cheese and pita crackers. Seriously, yum!<br />
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30. My preferred pandora station is Josh Garrels and we listen to KLOVE on the radio. (unless I'm by myself in which I listen to country or the local college station).<br />
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31. My favorite scenery....this is why I want to move back here.<br />
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32.Things I would do if I had more time is paint, read and scrapbook.<br />
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33. I'm pretty much at a season where I want time to stand still. Everything about life is lovely at this age. There isn't longing for anything major because it's already here. God has given me soo many desires of my heart. Mainly for a husband and children. Now I just want to it to stop going so fast. <br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-73649743516140204972014-03-03T14:05:00.001-08:002014-03-03T14:05:59.108-08:00CRAFT MORNING!!!<div>
I'm surrounded by all kinds of lovely women. Our lives don't let us enjoy each other often though. Schedules and taking care of children limit when we can get together. I also am surrounded by lots of craft supplies. For many many years, I've been collecting it like it's my job. I say collecting because it's not often I actually get to use it. Pretty ribbons, shiny tools and a myriad of other glittery beauties stacked around at my disposal with no time set aside to use them. Thanks to pinterest and the many craft blogs I visit, I'm also surrounded by a catalog of awesome projects to try. I cut them out of magazines, I pin them to my board (TryThisAtHome) and I bookmark the links to things that tickle my fancy. When oh when will I ever have time for this growing list of craft ideas.<br />
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I was pondering about how these three things together could be a grand time indeed. So late one night, I picked a few projects I'd been dying to try and punched out a little invite on photoshop. I attached it to the event I created on facebook and BAM....Craft Morning was created. <br />
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My sweet friends all trudged through the snow that never melts and we had a fun ole time. <br />
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Here was our space (a.k.a. my dining room) to craft.</div>
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It felt so good to use so many supplies that hadn't been touched in a while. </div>
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I did purchase just a few things that we had to get for the projects we had in mind.</div>
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Everyone that came had a little gift bag and a folder of ummm...nothing. </div>
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It was supposed to be a folder of instructions, but didn't get printed. </div>
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I found these chalkboard tags at HobLob....they were soo cute!</div>
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I also loaded the middle of the table with paints, tools and other supplies.</div>
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Their bags were complete with Target dollar aisle goodies as well as a few things put together from HobLob.</div>
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The letters took us the longest. We wrapped them with scrap fabric.</div>
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Everyone picked their own word. Some choose LOVE, PLAY and HOME.</div>
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It was really neat to see fabric scraps from other projects being used. It made me a tad sentimental.</div>
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This was the only boy and kid allowed! : )</div>
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We also made chicken wire frames. </div>
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Another project was etching letters to our glasses. </div>
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It didn't take too long and we found it was pretty easy.</div>
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We just used stickers and sticker paper to make a frame. </div>
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Painted on the etching cream.</div>
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Here was Nina's finished glasses. </div>
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We ate a lot of yummy food. </div>
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People brought some to share. Seriously, every single thing was soo yummy!</div>
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Here are my letters. Love how they turned out. Going to redo my mantel with them soon. </div>
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The project that took hardly any time were these nest pendants made from wire and beads. </div>
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Get some of your girlfriends together and do this soon. I promise you won't regret it!</div>
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I've tried so many times before to separate my life. To divide it in to sections... to compartmentalize parenting from the rest of my life. It's just not meant to be. So when my kid is going through something, I'm going through something. Sometimes, I've realized, they may not even know they are going through something. They are still too young to know the devastating affects sin has on our world. They don't yet get that sometimes life is complicated and painful. They thankfully know nothing of failed expectations, comparison traps and doubt. But as parents, do we ever understand these things. I was struggling yesterday with frustrating results and hard decisions in regards to one of our kiddos. I've learned being a parent of adopted children and those born through you that the unknown is inevitable. It makes no difference how they come to you, their future is a mystery to us. Because we don't know, it can cause us to doubt and be anxious over the bumpiness that is life. <br />
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I've recently, as many have, fallen in love with the song, Oceans by United. One day while we were listening to it in the car, my daughter asked what she meant by walk upon the water. I told her about Jesus and Peter. How Jesus had called him to step out onto the water with him. How Peter could see Jesus was not sinking and knew he could trust him. She listened with amazement when I told her Peter did just that....stepped out onto the water. But then he doubted. I told her that even though Peter knew Jesus was faithful and had seen his miracles, he didn't trust him with his life. How because he feared, he started to sink. She looked concerned. Then I comforted her by telling how though Peter didn't trust and started to sink, Jesus saved him. <br />
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Parenting is a lot like this, I feel. Jesus calls us into the unknown. Something we've never done before. Places we've never gone to, with emotions we've never had. He gives us His Word and shows us His faithfulness. So excitedly, we step out onto the water with grand expectations of this new adventure. Then, just like parenting, we start seeing the overwhelming waves around us. Our sight is blurred by the mist from the waters around us and the wind is strong against us. We fear what will happen to us, happen to our children. We start to sink. <br />
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The _________(waves) will overcome us.<br />
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Put whatever circumstances into that blank that you're facing right now as a parent. Frustrating behavior problems, health scares, failings at school, troubles with sleeping at night. Whatever it might be, when the waves are lapping at our ankles, it all seems too much doesn't it. <br />
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I love this set of lyrics from that song, Oceans:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"><i>So I will call upon Your name<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And keep my eyes above the waves<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />When oceans rise<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />My soul will rest in Your embrace<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />For I am Yours and You are mine</i></span><br />
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Thankfully, Peter sinking into the waters was not the end of the story. This moment of fear and frustrating circumstances is not the end of your story. Jesus reached out his hand and caught Peter. Then when they returned to the boat and the wind stopped, they worshiped Him as the Son of God.<br />
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So I didn't find it a coincidence that after such a rough day worrying over one of my little lambs that God reminded me of this truth. I signed up for the emailed daily scripture from www.ifequip.com to help me make God's Word more of a priority in my life. Yesterday's scripture was John 6:16-21, the story of Jesus and Peter walking on the water. Thank you, Jesus, that I'm not alone and you won't let me sink.<br />
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So don't let yourself stay in that position of feeling overcome by the waves slapping against you. Reach out for Jesus and then when the wind dies down (and it will), worship Him.<br />
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Well, Here is just a few things from our Valentines fun.<br />
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My Decor:</div>
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These were a sweet bouquet from my man!</div>
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This is just stuff I've collected over the years and pics of my babe. I did add that canvas this year. I just redid an old one to be Valentinesy!</div>
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My Gift:</div>
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We made these at MOPS and I loved how they turned out.</div>
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My only suggestion when using sharpies on plates or mugs is write dark because my faded some. </div>
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The dates are our first date, engagement date, and wedding!</div>
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My Valentine:</div>
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This was taken at a Sweetheart Supper a couple from our Life Group at church does every year. We all gather in the back room of a local restaurant (yum, Colby's!) and have such a fun time.</div>
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I look forward to this every year. </div>
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I've been prepping for some little girl's 2nd birthday party! Crazy, I know. Surely, Livingston is not turning 2. I've been thinking through the last year or so of parties. I'm in LOVE with planning parties and sometimes go overboard. I've learned the hard way that sometimes too much planning can get in the way of enjoying the reason we are celebrating. So I've learned to do what I can and let it be. </div>
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These are some of the parties we've had lately:</div>
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<b>Leland's 7th and Fynn's 4th Birthday</b></div>
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Construction theme was a score with the boys and easy to execute.</div>
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We are blessed to have our own amazing and creative baker, Aunt Nina!</div>
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Seriously, isn't this cake amazing. </div>
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The good thing about construction theme is we had tons of everyday toys laying around to use. </div>
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Making the kids a space is one of my favorite parts to decorate. </div>
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<b>Evy's 4th Birthday</b></div>
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This was a Tea Party theme and it was all very girly. </div>
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I loved decorating with ribbons, hankies and lace table cloths.</div>
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We even had a little table set up with a tea set for them.</div>
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I got to pull out all my crystal, vintage tea cups and my Nanny's tea pot. </div>
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<b>Leland's 6th Birthday </b></div>
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Making invites are pretty easy for me because I just get pictures I want and use photoshop to do the rest. The kids get a kick out of them and the grandparents love them. : )</div>
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<b>Gender Reveal Party</b></div>
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Little did everyone know that what the pinata was stuffed with was...BLUE!</div>
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It's fun getting creative and celebrating key moments in your families life.</div>
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<b>Maggie Ann's Sprinkle</b></div>
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We love celebrating babes in our family!</div>
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For my sister's 3rd little dear, we had a small sprinkle in the back room of a little </div>
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restaurant downtown. I used some girly things and tied in umbrellas and rain boots!</div>
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<b>Livingston's 1st Birthday</b></div>
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Here is Liv's party table and decorations. I used burlap, a bunch of clearanced valentines decorations and her pictures from every month of her first year. </div>
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Another amazing cake from Nina. </div>
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A lot of times, I just find something I like to use as the toppers for their cakes....</div>
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something I print out, a toy or scrapbook supplies. Whatever works to make it personalized and make them happy.</div>
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That is my favorite...watching them giggle with glee and feel celebrated!</div>
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So excuse me while I kick this birthday party into fabulousness! </div>
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Then I'll need to nap for 3 days to recover, as always.</div>
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I can't believe my little guy is 3 months already. He is such a joy and our family is fuller with him in it. I feel like a bad mommy because I've hardly posted pics of him. I've been taking them though...he's such a little charmer. </div>
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He was so tiny! I'll never forget how teeny he felt in my arms. </div>
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From the hospital...his halloween outfit! </div>
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Fresh out of bath!</div>
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Love his smile!</div>
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He's shot up in weight and is looking rolly polly these days!</div>
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This is his, don't even mess with my monkey look!<br />
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This one is my favorite lately. He was laying on me. I could eat him alive, he's so sweet.</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-37784287910983132212014-02-14T04:00:00.000-08:002014-02-14T04:00:02.317-08:00for valentines day...<div>
I'm mushy. I admit it. I love chick flicks. red hearts. candy. flowers. little paper notes with sweet messages. I love it all!<br />
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I especially love the man who makes me swoon and tear up when I hear lyrics of a song that brings us to my mind. I love the smirk of a smile he gets on his face when he thinks something is really funny. I love that he knows just what to order for me wherever we dine. I love how when we walk beside each other or sit near each other, that gradually we can't help but touch. His voice, oh how I love his voice. It resonates in my soul and makes my heart feel good. His arms sooth my bad days and his advice is always the first I seek. For the rest of my days, I'd be a happy woman sitting beside him doing nothing.<br />
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I refuse to hide it. Puke over my mush. I don't care. Stop reading this. Fine. But I prayed for this man for many years and he's is God's gift to me. I will boast in God's goodness for He wrote this story.<br />
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Hope you get mushy tonight. If you are single, I hope you pray for the mush tonight. You never know what God might have in store for you.<br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-63759392831630268052014-02-13T12:19:00.001-08:002014-02-13T12:19:24.005-08:00laughing at the days to come<div>
The kids are napping. I'm trying to work on pictures of a beautiful family I was able to photograph a few weeks ago. But I can't stop the thoughts running through my head. My heart is pounding and I'm sick to my stomach. Another bad diagnosis. A friend's little boy. It's been hours since I heard, but I still feel the numbness it brought. I'm devastated that my prayer list is full of so much grief and tragedy. When I logged on here to type, I realized it's been over a month since I've written. Mainly because it's been a hard month. A high school friend lost a battle to cancer and my previous mentor and friend lost their son due to a car accident. 21 months my friend fought... he was my age and had two young children. My friend's son was 19 and driving home after finishing college exams.<br />
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I rock my babies a little longer. Hold their hands a little tighter. Kiss my husband more often. Try to appreciate this life and the people God has put in it. I want to be like the woman in Proverbs and be able to laugh at the days to come, but I'm going to be honest when I say I do not always do that. It's hard to not get discouraged and feel overwhelmed by those hurting around you. That and the fears of what could be down the line for you or your loved ones. Of course, this morning after hearing about my friend's little boy, I was quickly thinking of my own children. Fearing what trials or hardships they might face in this life time.<br />
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But then that's it, right?!?! They will face their share of pain and heartache. They may never receive a diagnosis of cancer and we may never loose one of them to a car accident, but they will face troubles. So will we. I was just talking to my friend whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer just a little over a year ago. We were saying that God is good. He is. It's the truth. But when our heart doesn't believe it, we must repeat His word to ourselves over and over until we believe it as truth again. <br />
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If you know Jesus, cling to Him and His Word...it will heal you and teach you to laugh at what is to come. If you don't know Jesus, seek Him...repent and believe.<br />
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Thankful for this truth today,<br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">I have said these things to you, that</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">in me you may have peace.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">In the world you will have</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">tribulation. But</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">take heart;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;">I have overcome the world.” John 16:33</span></i><br />
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This quote by John Piper echoes it best:<br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-53780003179593604022014-01-06T23:30:00.001-08:002014-01-06T23:30:49.046-08:00500th<div>
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I feel deflated. This is my 500th post and I just don't feel inspired for a grand post. I want it to be special. I mean I know that this little blog is just something for me and it's rarely read by 20 of my sweet friends. But it's something to me. It makes me think of that quote from You've Got Mail...<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;">The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something,but i jut wanted to say that all of these nothings have meant more to me than so many somethings -Kathleen Kelly, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;"><strong>You've Got Mail</strong></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;">Because it is something special to me. It's my little piece of earth...where I can come to and just release. I can vent, share creativity, sort through what my heart is feeling and leave a piece of me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;">So anyways, because this space is special to me and well, the 500th post of anything seems like something to celebrate... I will share some thank you's to this blog.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;">Thank you for being here anytime of the day or night I can squeeze in some "me" time. I need somewhere to connect and boom...you are there. It's 1 a.m. and everyone else is sleeping, I can log on here to share a little of me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;">When I look back through the posts over the past six years, I'm shocked about how many crucial "life" moments were hashed out right here. My second (the real first post...the actual first one was just hello) post was right after we were engaged. We were just traveling, head over heals in love and <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2008/04/traveling-visiting-friends-and-enjoying.html">sooo young</a>. It totally takes me back to the feelings I had during that season. When I was anxious and struggling with <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/search/label/Infertility">longing for a baby</a>. Through our foster/adoption process: <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2010/07/placements-and-transitions.html">our first night</a>, when I wrote a <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/05/two-letters.html">letter to their birth mother</a> on Mother's Day and processing it all right after our <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2013/01/this-love-is-deep-kind.html">adoption was final</a>. This place has been somewhere to showcase all the <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/01/making-walls-come-alive.html">crafts </a>and <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/04/little-progress.html">decor</a> I've been trying out. When I looked back through the different <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/03/those-few-moments.html">pivotal moments in life </a> and how I handle change. From when we first bought our home and the <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/08/our-little-home.html">post</a> on how I've summarized the beautiful blessing that is our home. </span><br />
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I think the biggest thing it's done for me is capture and work through this season of mommyhood. It's the hardest job I've ever had and I feel the weight of it's significance everyday. I want to do my best and also to remember all these "everyday" moments. I know they are <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2012/10/one-day-not-too-far-off.html">going way too fast.</a></div>
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So thank you, dear blog of mine. I'm pretty sure life would be messier, I'd loose perspective more often and I would forget how much fun it is to create if it wasn't for you.</div>
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You, are like an old friend. Every time I leave this space after emptying my heart, it does my soul good.</div>
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Another good thing to do after meeting such a milestone (especially around New Years) is to plan for the future. I found this list of what I want to do in 2014. It helps me to have specifics to answer instead of one huge resolution. </div>
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A new skill I'd like to learn...</div>
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A person I hope to more like...</div>
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my Moma (specifically, more prepared and more giving)</div>
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A place I'd like to visit...</div>
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A book I'd like to read...</div>
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A Handmade Year, Jerusalem Greer</div>
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Seven, Jenn Hatmaker</div>
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Chronicles of Narnia, C.S. Lewis (I know...I can't believe I haven't read them yet either)</div>
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Hands Free Mama, Rachel Stafford</div>
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A letter I'm going to write...</div>
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2 things: bring <a href="http://sarahbethcreativity.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-mail-is-back.html">Good Mail</a> back with my besties and write more letters to my children</div>
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A new food I'd like to try:</div>
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I'm going to do better at...</div>
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starting less projects and completely everyone I start.</div>
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being a hands free mama...I don't want to overlook one moment of this.</div>
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be better at meal planning for my family.</div>
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memorize Scripture (thank you, <a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2014/01/scripture-memorization-for-the-rest-of-us-the-jesus-project-memoryproject2014/">Ann Voskamp</a> for these cards & plan)</div>
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Thanks for sticking with me through this LONG post. </div>
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Happy New Year and Happy 500th post!</div>
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I'm up and very tired. I could blame it on the baby, but that isn't the whole truth.</div>
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It has a lot to do with the panic rising up in my chest. </div>
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I'm not ready to let go of this season.</div>
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Don't get me wrong. I'm so over standing in long shopping lines, rushing to bake several things all in 3 hrs, staying up too late wrapping and going non stop.</div>
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I'm done with those crazy parts of the holiday palooza that is November and December. </div>
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But I'm not quite ready to let go of...</div>
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watching the magic fill their eyes.</div>
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cuddling up close for whole afternoons.</div>
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letting everyone enjoy more treats than we should.</div>
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having the Man home to play with our littles.</div>
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taking time to just enjoy the giggles and be silly.</div>
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being surrounded by so many quiet, sacred moments. </div>
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the Christmas Carol karaoke we had in the car.</div>
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reasons to dress up and get out of my yoga pants and tshirts.</div>
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simply taking a break from reality to enjoy the simplest of life's goodness.</div>
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I'm revolting.</div>
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No one can leave the house tomorrow.</div>
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No work. No school. No appointments.</div>
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This is me in denial.</div>
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Praying for a snow day.</div>
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Christmas time is such a beautiful melody of memories and excitement for what's to come.</div>
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For many it's a nostalgic season that is sparked by the smells of baking, sights of colored, twinkling lights and the sounds of long ago carols wafting through the night. </div>
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It's family and friends gathered together. Reminiscing of Christmases past and making new memories laughing over the children's squeals. Just writing this brings a smile to my face thinking of the squeals we've heard just this year.</div>
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It's the kids off of school enjoying their childhoods and the adults taking time from their usually busy schedules to enjoy the season. Shopping in crowded stores for the perfect gifts, sipping hot chocolate from crammed backseats as you awe over the miles of Christmas lights and cuddled up in your living room reciting each line of you favorite holiday movie.</div>
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It's the anticipation for what's to come in the new year. Fresh starts as clean as the white snow we all wish for this season. Past regrets gone, hopes for the dreams of tomorrow start now. It's an exhilarating time. It's magical and dreamy.</div>
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Though I can't help but have my mind clouded with something else the last week. This season can be extremely hard and rough on people. There is heartache, devastated families and illness that loom over the magic of Christmas. I have several friends that are struggling. Whether it be spending the first Christmas alone after a break up/divorce, depression, financial stresses or a family member's illness. It can all seem too much, I'm sure. </div>
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That's why we must realize our greatest gift of the season isn't one under the tree. </div>
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Like a child, I wish I could run in Christmas morning to peek under the tree to find no more pain, freedom from fear or sin and especially no more death.</div>
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Though it's not under a tree where we find those things.... we can have them.</div>
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Maybe not just like we want. We can't keep our loved one from having terminal cancer. This gift won't pay off the debt that is overwhelming you. It won't even immediately clear up the crippling depression you are dealing with. </div>
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But it does give us HOPE for a future home where there is no more pain, freedom from fear/sin and no more death. It also gives us peace like a warm blanket on a cold night to battle this hard life. It can give us a clean future and grace from our struggles. Give us purpose and a compass to help us navigate our way while we are waiting for that new home.</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-40290054599723132752013-12-17T00:51:00.000-08:002013-12-25T00:52:57.377-08:00Things that make me want to cuss<div>
Let me go ahead and put a disclaimer up here...I love my children and would do anything for them gladly. With that said, there are things that happen daily that make me want to cuss....<br />
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1. After a long morning at church, out running errands or sitting for a while at preschool pick up line....there is nothing more frustrating than your one year old falling asleep on the way home. You know that means there will be no nap time or shortened nap time. No matter how loudly you sing It's Bitsy Spider, play peek-a-boo in the mirror or reach back to pull on their feet....those heavy eyes eventually give in. Ugghh!<br />
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2. There is nothing like being up at 2 am for a feeding and deciding you'll die if you don't go downstairs to get a drink, to only step on a small toy. Legos, barbie shoes and the thousands of tiny figurines/action figures can create more pain than childbirth.<br />
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3. You've managed your time well and gotten up early to get out the door a certain time. Laid out clothes the night before, packed all the bags and even took a shower before bed....all to get delayed as you are walking out the door by a up the back explosion by the baby and a mega fit over what shoes to wear by your 4 year old.<br />
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4. Taking 4 children out to eat at a nice restaurant. Enough said.<br />
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5. The "witching hours" between 4-6 where you try to make dinner with crying in the background, a toddler tugging at your leg and trying to finish up homework with your 1st grader. It's impossible...at least impossible to complete with a good attitude. Everyone is hungry. Everyone is grumpy.<br />
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Anyways, just a few things that really grate my nerves. Would do them all everyday if it means I get to have these four little loves. I would love to hear from y'all what really makes your eye to start twitching as a mom. : )<br />
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I have, as most of you out there, been hustling and bustling trying to squeeze as much holiday traditions into the few days of December. I'm always excitedly running about making plans or trying out a new idea to celebrate with the kids. Tonight as I watched my kids dancing around to the music resonating from the old Christmas record we put on, my mind wondered. After a day full of all the good stuff childhoods are made of.... snow day off of school, sledding, hot cocoa drinking and taking in holiday movies, I wondered just what would they remember about Christmas? <br />
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I often stop and think of my own childhood. The many traditions unfolding in my memories through the years of joy and wonder. I loved snow days and the chance to play all day without any borders on our time of fun. It's amazing how many lines I can still quote from the movie White Christmas and other favorites. There's so much good stuff between plays at school, going to look at lights in our maroon old mini van, decorating our little tree for our room, shopping with Daddy for Moma's presents, the many holiday parties, Christmas Eve services at my Nanny's church and of course the excitement of Christmas morning. <br />
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All those memories don't contain my Mom yelling at us for not wanting to participate in the photo for our family card or her getting frustrated at the 4 year old for turning too many days over in the advent calendar. Or her being so busy making plans for us to "celebrate" together that she forgot to relax so we could just enjoy what we were doing. Now maybe my mother did do some of those things, but I don't remember them. I think that is because even though she isn't perfect, that wasn't the tone of our holidays. All I remember is how much she loved Christmas and the joy that she brought to us. I can see her now standing at the kitchen sink working and singing...<br />
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That is what I remember about her and about Christmas. Joy over a Savior. A peaceful home on quiet snowy evenings. The thrill of the magic that filled most everyday of the month of December. I think I remember it this way because of her. Not because her hot cider was just perfect (though it was) or she got us all the right gifts. I don't remember if we made it to every local holiday event. There was no pinterest and list of crafts that we had to rush through. I think I have such fond memories of Christmas because she enjoyed it...with us. <br />
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We often forget as mother's that we set the tone for homes. Especially so during the holiday season. If we are frazzled and frantic with all the to do's, then our children might catch on to our moods. My heart is always in the right place. I want them to enjoy this season and I want to share with them the treasure of Jesus. Even if it seems like I'm cramming it every nook and cranny of our time. Over all the greatest of memories my mother gave me, the best was that of seeing Jesus every year. Isn't that what I want... for them...for me. Going back to the Christmas carol my mother used to sing and we all know, O Little Town of Bethleham's lyrics....<br />
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Cast out our sin, and enter in, be born in us today.<br />
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I'm going to try to relax and stop making soo many lists. I will sit a little longer with my toddler and the plastic nativity scene. Peace will be in my heart and I will speak love through the different stressful events/busy moments over the next few weeks. When my children ask me to sing "Angels We Have Heard On High" for the hundredth time, I'll do it with a smile on my face. Because I want their memories to be how their Mommy was full of joy as she would sing about how the heavens broke loose with praise over the newborn Messiah. <br />
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-60999534262053813162013-11-20T19:58:00.001-08:002013-11-20T19:58:22.039-08:001 year from FOREVER<div>
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I cannot believe it's already been a year since we adopted our babies. </div>
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I feel like it's a special gift that our adoption date was during National Adoption Month (November). I hope we and our children always raise awareness how God blessed our family through adoption. </div>
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It's funny. It took what seemed like forever for them to be officially ours. We had them for 2 1/2 years before I could call them mine with assurance. I will never forget his round little toddler face with mischievous grin. Or her dark, serious eyes and how tiny she was. </div>
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she was just a baby that wanted someone to take care of her....</div>
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You couldn't tie me up and keep me away from these two after the first day I met them.</div>
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I was in love.</div>
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They were mine. </div>
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Happy ADOPTION day, Leland and Evy.</div>
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I'm so grateful to the Lord for you both and how He brought you into our family.</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-18605009734012058642013-11-02T07:50:00.000-07:002013-11-09T07:56:35.114-08:00He's HERE!!!<div>
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I'm hoping to post more about his birth story and our life as a family of 6 soon!</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-2724704786115793192013-10-28T19:48:00.000-07:002013-10-28T19:48:03.895-07:00What I'm missing the most...<div>
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There has been a lot of things I've missed while being on bed rest...</div>
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Like today I made Evy a tent (it took like 3 minutes), but I couldn't get under and really play with her. I hate that.</div>
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I missed Leland's fall festival, parent/teacher conf. and his field trip to the zoo. I hate that.</div>
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Livingston used to beg me to "get up" and pull on me when she wanted something. Now she knows to holler for someone else. I hate that.</div>
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But what I really have missed the most is enjoying fall outdoors with my family.</div>
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It's my favorite season. </div>
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Hikes through the jeweled toned woods.</div>
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Roasting marsh mellows and hot dogs around a hot fire.</div>
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Here are some memories to tide me over until next week...</div>
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SECPumpkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07528715469651137688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442498071772764323.post-4327578276598688602013-10-21T22:23:00.001-07:002013-10-21T22:23:09.438-07:0035.25<div>
35 weeks.<br />
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25th day of bed rest.<br />
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I haven't wanted to post about all of this because to be honest...it's been quite an emotional roller coaster. First, I'm on bed rest because during my pregnancies...my blood pressure hates me : ). I had preeclampsia with our last daughter at 37 weeks, but she was born healthy with no problems. This time I had my first high reading at 18 weeks. Way too early and very scary since if meds don't control it...there is little they can do besides deliver the baby. Thankfully and Praise to Jesus we made it to 3.5 weeks without another incident. The medicine they put me on had everything under control until that day at my doc appt. I was admitted to the hospital that day and was so concerned we'd have to deliever. Well, 25 days of bed rest, mega increased meds, 2 hospital visits, a few hours on magnesium later and we've made it 3.5 more weeks. I'm 35 weeks. All glory to God. Even if I have to have him tomorrow....he is in a much better place than those 3.5 weeks ago. We are all hoping to at least make it to 37 weeks. <br />
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The hardest part of this has to be the fact I have no control over making this issue better. A lot of health problems, you can do things that produces positive results. What I've learned over the past several weeks is that there is no rhyme or reason what makes my blood pressure raise. I do the same thing all day everyday....rest. Lay down, sleep, lay back in a recliner, sometimes I lay on a couch. The most I'm up is to visit the bathroom, take a shower and maybe 10- 15 min. more a day of just random things. It's been hard to not complain because there have been days where I've been really down. I've missed a lot with my other children and just normal life events I normally look forward too. My 18 mo. old grabs my pants or hand to pull me up saying "Get up, Mama!" And oh, how I long to do just that. Get up and run around outside with them. I feel so useless. I've never wanted to do laundry, make dinner or clean so badly. I can't stand putting soo much pressure on my husband and our families. They've all taken on every job I normally do. It's hard to let them and not want to step in. I'm a very social person, and I miss people! I miss conversations and getting out. I've dreamed several times about just getting up, getting dressed to head to Hobby Lobby or Target to pick up some random item I've wanted. I hate watching my kids worry about me, see their lives turned upside down and just every little moment to be determined by if I'm in the hospital that week or not. But I just felt to guilty to complain. If all I could do to keep my baby healthy was relax, then what right did I have to whine about it. The first few weeks, I lived in fear. Worried every little thing I did would put my BP over the edge and make me have him early. Through prayer and thankfully as the weeks have made birth a little less scary, I'm not plagued by fear. I do want him to stay as long as possible though, but I'm just trusting better in God's timing for when that is supposed to be.<br />
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Just to paint the other side of this trying time for our family...bed rest does have it's benefits.<br />
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I never felt this good near the end of my last pregnancy. I feel amazing.<br />
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I'm forced to sit with my kids. There are no distractions when they want to play in bed beside me, ask me to read to them or when Leland sits with me in bed to work on homework. <br />
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I sleep a lot. I don't really want to, it just happens. But I figure, I won't get a chance to do this again for many years. : )<br />
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I've had some amazing quality time with my parents and family. We live 30 min. from them, but as we are staying here during the week so they can help...we're getting a lot of great time with them. I love love love seeing my Moma and Daddy with my kiddos. Then there is the nap times and night time that I get to just be around them...talking, enjoying meals together and making lots of memories. I'm so thankful for them and this sacrifice they give over daily to help us.<br />
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Be reminded of how strong my husband is. I'm so grateful I have him to rely on. He's taken on a lot and is doing a great job. I know he's tired and sometimes overwhelmed, but he should feel so proud of how he's handled the last month. I love him.<br />
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Not only my husband, parents..but our other family members, church family and friends have overwhelmed me with their love. I feel so supported and cared for. I'm thankful for all the help and prayers. We are so blessed.<br />
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The last positive note is that I've really got to spend time enjoying my littlest one while he still grows in my womb. He's such an active little guy...it's really hard to forget about him. Always moving, kicking and reminding me he's right here with me. I pray over him often, talk to him and the kids are constantly kissing him. Evy probably the most...she talks to him all day long. It's been such a rough pregnancy, I think it could be easy to just wish away the days and forget that this is a season God has given me. Something, a few years ago, I would have given my left arm for. A baby. Growing inside of me. So this bed rest has forced me to enjoy this time. To savor it. This will be our last pregnancy and it makes every little kick that more sweet. <br />
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To end this long (probably boring) post with a little excitement... here are a few pictures. My sweet sister took these at my parents. I was only up for 15 min....I promise. I hated to not document this season of our family and how God has blessed it to grow.<br />
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So please pray for 37 weeks....Operation Chubby Cheeks!!!<br />
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