Chad says I'm different from most people because I look to do what is best for the situation and not necessarily what is best for me. I don't really think about it, but I would say that I don't think about me very much at least not time for me, things for me, etc. But I have been thinking about how some decisions that I've made knowing that it was best for the situation have hurt. They've caused me hurt to struggle through doing what is right. I know it's all for the best, but in my conversation with Chad tonight I thought maybe I am being selfish in making decisions that hurt me. I know that I will be better, but do I drag Steven and Chad through my hurt or through my process of healing in order to be a better person myself. Am I selfish to put them through another thing to try and make things better for me? I have no idea. Because I really never know how things are going to affect me, but things affect me way more than they probably should. In making these decisions I usually focus more in my head than in my heart, but I live more from my heart.
I tend to stuff my emotions, try to do the right thing and then lose it at the "worst" times. I don't realize I'm doing it when I do it. I'm working on just allowing myself to feel whatever it is I'm feeling and not change it. The actions of doing tend to make me not have time to feel, but then I'll stop. I'll start to feel and then I'm hurting. It's at those times I don't feel like I'm a good mother or wife. So in the name of having a clear conscience, I hurt those around me as well. Well, at least I feel as though I do.
Maybe my next project of becoming a better person should be to make decisions that are really going to be good for those in my immediate family and forget the others. That sounds so heartless. I don't think I can do it, but then again I don't think I can't. Maybe my conscience is what needs the work....does a clear conscience actually hurt?
Friday, December 3, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
100 Things I'm Thankful
I'm thankful for:
- For my wonderful husband
- For my son; who brings more joy than ever imaginable.
- For Jesus in my life
- For growing up in a Christian family and having to deal with legalistic hiccups and not too many liberal ones :)
- For Chad's family and how different they are from mine
- For grandparents to my son who love him
- For those grandparents loving to spend time with him
- For lots of siblings and their spouses
- For being an aunt
- For job #1; even if I don't always enjoy it
- For job #2 and wish it was more
- For our house and the prospect of selling it
- For decent financial decisions in our married life
- For old friends who can show up on Thanksgiving morning and makes you late for family, but was totally worth catching up.
- For new friends, but kinda old (at least for Chad) that you can just relax with.
- For enjoying to cook but not always having to do it.
- For our church.
- For our life and how simple it can be
- For the flexibility that is being created in my ventures
- For learning to relax and be free
- For our wonderful dog, Gustav
- For our other wonderful dog, Stout
- For feeling free to name our dog Guiness Stout because he looked like a stout beer: so dark brown that he almost looked black with a little white "foam" at the top.
- For some lazy weekdays mornings of snuggling in bed with my husband and son
- For having an intelligent and healthy child
- For having a funny son.
- For learning to be free to spend money sometimes
- For Chad caring more about his health now than before we were married; I want him around for a while.
- For having learned to think I'm kinda special.
- For having learned to let some things go
- For learning that it really wasn't about me anyways
- For being able to be free to make traditions work with our crazy schedule
- For being fine with just me
- For being open to change
- For having loved ones around that have pushed me towards being who I am
- For having loved ones who don't care if I change or not.
- For being okay with a not so perfect home
- For loving to love children
- For getting to tell children about Jesus
- For teaching children how to worship Jesus.
- For little rebellion in my life
- For new opportunities on the horizon
- For trying new things
- For questioning what is to be just because it's always been
- For being able to spend so much time with Steven
- For new opportunities for spending time with Chad
- For interruptions in life; especially when the interruption is Steven or Chad
- For be able to laugh at absurdities.
- For being contradictory
- For trying to never settle
- For a very full life
- For being given a lot of responsibility as a child/adolescent.
- For being able to crash friends' Family Thanksgiving
- and for being asked to join in :)
- For Chad and I both wanting a real Christmas Tree
- For learning to be spontaneous
- For learning to emotions are good...but in moderation
- For growth
- For health
- For seeing the joy Steven brings everyone he meets
- For not feeling the need to do Black Friday shopping
- For slowing down life
- For letting the dishes stay in the sink, sometimes
- For a good hairdresser; even if I don't go enough
- For being able to see the absuridty in Sister Wives
- For being able to admire Michelle Duggar
- For wanting to be like her, but not wanting to be like her
- For the hope of becoming a better person each year
- For a husband who cleans,
- cooks,
- does the laundry,
- bringing my coffee to me in bed even after 7 years of marriage,
- him being an awesome father,
- and the anticipation of giving him the opportunity to be a father to more children in the future (just not now)
- For beer
- For Tupperware
- For good role models for my son
- For my son's teachers and never having to worry about him in their care
- For music
- and sharing it with children
- For learning the office at the office
- For learning my weaknesses
- For splurging sometimes
- For staying up late
- For going to bed early
- For crafting
- For vacation
- For good health
- For good healthcare
- For trying not to be absurd
- For knowing that I might sometimes be
- For being open
- For being convicted
- For love
- For being compassionate
- For Christmas and the opportunity to celebrate Jesus' birth
- For laughter
- For knowing who I am; well for the most part
- For life and striving to not live mediocre.
- For taking this challenge and allowing it to make me more thankful
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Soul Aeration
I've been thinking of my soul as it pertains to God; not my eternal status, but right now status. In Sunday School this past week we were talking about God's will and such and then read Jeremiah 29:11 (New International Version) "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. " We were talking about how it's not necessarily talking about our physical or material wealth; someone even said how maybe he's talking about prospering our soul. I struggle with that; especially recently. Nothing huge is the matter, but I don't feel like my soul is being prospered or taken care of by God. Much less others who have been through or are going through such difficult things right now. But I've been wrestling with this because they all speak of how God's done mighty things in their life through their difficult situations.
Our lawn is in need of aeration and I'm not totally changing the subject here. I wasn't exactly sure what that means, but it is the process of poking holes into the ground, which in turn allows for your grass to grow better. I looked it up and one article says that you aerate to allow one or more of the following to happen:
•Oxygen gets to the roots and the soil allowing it to "breathe"
•Organic fertilizers and nutrients get access to the root system
•Water is able to better soak the soil and reach the root system
•Helps to break up thatch
•Tight, compacted soil is loosened up allowing the root system to grow
Could my soul need aeration? Could it be that my soul is being poke and proded to allow oxygen to get to the deeper parts of my soul? For it to be fertilized more deeply? For water to penetrate so deep that even the deepest darkest parts of my soul are prospered? Allowing me to grow deeper with God? Is this what is happening when friends face cancer and grow closer to each other and God? When an 8 year old whose fighting cancer's parents speak of God's strength for survival? Is He aerating our souls? Is this how he prospers us and gives us a hope for the future?
Our lawn is in need of aeration and I'm not totally changing the subject here. I wasn't exactly sure what that means, but it is the process of poking holes into the ground, which in turn allows for your grass to grow better. I looked it up and one article says that you aerate to allow one or more of the following to happen:
•Oxygen gets to the roots and the soil allowing it to "breathe"
•Organic fertilizers and nutrients get access to the root system
•Water is able to better soak the soil and reach the root system
•Helps to break up thatch
•Tight, compacted soil is loosened up allowing the root system to grow
Could my soul need aeration? Could it be that my soul is being poke and proded to allow oxygen to get to the deeper parts of my soul? For it to be fertilized more deeply? For water to penetrate so deep that even the deepest darkest parts of my soul are prospered? Allowing me to grow deeper with God? Is this what is happening when friends face cancer and grow closer to each other and God? When an 8 year old whose fighting cancer's parents speak of God's strength for survival? Is He aerating our souls? Is this how he prospers us and gives us a hope for the future?
Saturday, November 6, 2010
The screaming inside
For the past year there have been screams inside telling me to go; telling me to change; telling me to do it. The problem has been not knowing exactly what the it was. I feel the calling and have "forever" but not knowing exactly what it is. Last night at the Vision Dinner for Campus Crusade I was stirred; stirred to where we gave almost triple what we walked in having decided to give and wanted to give more. Over five years ago, I started working for a psychologist. I felt my calling was to do all the administrative tasks so that he could minister to the hurting people of the world in a way I could never minister. In the past year though, the business services have changed and we aren't ministering to many people through counseling; I would beg to say not really ministering to people at all. I recently told a friend anyone could help people get social security disability why with my passion and desire to make a difference do I need to be working here to help them.
At the close of the program I leaned over to Chad and said I'm tired of mediocre giving. There's always been a reason why we didn't have money to give more. We were working towards this or that; not making much money, etc. But right now due to my dissatisfaction with making a difference, I've been trying to find a way to make a bigger difference. Through this process I've taken on a 10 hr/week position at our church in children's ministry. I wish it was full time. This position is not paid much; it's "just" an internship, but it's money we hadn't budgeted for, so we don't really need it and I've purposely kept it out of the budget so that we could pay down some debt, spend it on Christmas, etc. But I think there is a bigger purpose in this. I think that it needs to be my bigger; making a difference portal. It could change our giving pattern from mediocre to where I feel we're really doing something. I'm not really sure where that money is going to go, but for about six months we're going to try it.
I am going to cut back my hours a bit at the office to make life more manageable for when Chad's on nights, but then the rest of that "extra" income is going to be donated. To where? We haven't decided. Because while we don't have a lot of money; we never will, but we have enough and we're really happy with the level of simplicity in our lives. We have what we need, so why shouldn't we give to a ministry that has had 97 college student conversions in this school year alone; who goes to East Asia and sees an incredible level of meaningful conversions; or houses people who live in cardboard boxes; or reaches people in some of the most heart hardened areas of the world; or gives Christian families to children who have been hurt so much and have so little. There are so many places we could give it's overhwelming. But I want to answer the screaming inside by giving, because that is what I can do. And we will do until another calling happens.
Now I'm not trying to boast on our giving, but rather share the burden on my heart to where maybe you can relate. I do feel we are all called to do different things and I've never thought our calling was to be "big givers" and I'm sure some people wouldn't call this big, but it's big for where we are. I'm tired of mediocre and I'm tired of being unable to answer the screams; so we're giving more than we have before and hopefully can be a part of bigger change. On a video last night someone said "I'll never be the same" I hope that this will happen to our family and to the others our gifts minister to.
At the close of the program I leaned over to Chad and said I'm tired of mediocre giving. There's always been a reason why we didn't have money to give more. We were working towards this or that; not making much money, etc. But right now due to my dissatisfaction with making a difference, I've been trying to find a way to make a bigger difference. Through this process I've taken on a 10 hr/week position at our church in children's ministry. I wish it was full time. This position is not paid much; it's "just" an internship, but it's money we hadn't budgeted for, so we don't really need it and I've purposely kept it out of the budget so that we could pay down some debt, spend it on Christmas, etc. But I think there is a bigger purpose in this. I think that it needs to be my bigger; making a difference portal. It could change our giving pattern from mediocre to where I feel we're really doing something. I'm not really sure where that money is going to go, but for about six months we're going to try it.
I am going to cut back my hours a bit at the office to make life more manageable for when Chad's on nights, but then the rest of that "extra" income is going to be donated. To where? We haven't decided. Because while we don't have a lot of money; we never will, but we have enough and we're really happy with the level of simplicity in our lives. We have what we need, so why shouldn't we give to a ministry that has had 97 college student conversions in this school year alone; who goes to East Asia and sees an incredible level of meaningful conversions; or houses people who live in cardboard boxes; or reaches people in some of the most heart hardened areas of the world; or gives Christian families to children who have been hurt so much and have so little. There are so many places we could give it's overhwelming. But I want to answer the screaming inside by giving, because that is what I can do. And we will do until another calling happens.
Now I'm not trying to boast on our giving, but rather share the burden on my heart to where maybe you can relate. I do feel we are all called to do different things and I've never thought our calling was to be "big givers" and I'm sure some people wouldn't call this big, but it's big for where we are. I'm tired of mediocre and I'm tired of being unable to answer the screams; so we're giving more than we have before and hopefully can be a part of bigger change. On a video last night someone said "I'll never be the same" I hope that this will happen to our family and to the others our gifts minister to.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
He's growing up
A few weeks ago, I took Steven to get a photoshoot in his cute church outfit and realized he's growing up. Obviously he's been getting bigger, but he's growing up. One obvious thing was that he wouldn't stand still
He was telling me stories
He's been acting more and more like a big boy; obssessed with playing with balls, driving the car, running, jumping, climbing, playing with sticks, dirt, etc. He's growing up. One day when he got up from his nap he didn't look like a baby anymore. Then we're trying to decide about his next haircut, whether or not to layer it fully....officially like a big boy. Last Thursday at MMO, they moved him and a few others to another room and had them sit at a table to eat their lunch. I think that was the nail on the head, he's growing up. He more and more of a joy everyday, but he's also becoming more independent. With that has come an opinion on what he wears, what he does, eats, etc. It's thrown me for a complete loop.
He's still the love of my life. He's not a baby anymore; but will always be my baby.
Monday, September 27, 2010
My 18 month old
I can't believe he's 18 months already! It's getting to be lots of fun and in some ways more work than when he was first born.
He's saying three and four word phrases like: "Give me some, please" and "Give it to me" and " do you notice a trend?
He's climbing on EVERYTHING! While I was getting ready for work one day last week he was in the living room...
He also has a few "chores" and helps to feed the dogs. If their food falls out of the bowls he helps to put it back in and they don't mind.
He eats with a spoon pretty good.....but still pretty messy
He's obsessed with animal videos on YouTube; especially Donkeys....
And on Saturday we went to the zoo for the first time since his birthday.
He's saying three and four word phrases like: "Give me some, please" and "Give it to me" and " do you notice a trend?
He's climbing on EVERYTHING! While I was getting ready for work one day last week he was in the living room...
at the zoo
And on Saturday we went to the zoo for the first time since his birthday.
Watching flamingos
Mom, I'd rather be looking at the alligator
At the petting zoo seeing the sheep
Not really sure, but that didn't last long
"BAAAAA"
The extra set of legs is a joey in the pouch
Oo, Oo, in the Willie B house
He was mesmerized by the Giraffe
still....
and about 30 minutes later he was still there.....
Then it was off to the statue of the giraffe
and on to feeding the statue
and all tuckered out
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Life has been busy the past month; so busy I just realized I haven't blogged in almost a month. It's been a while since that has happened, but it's mainly because I've sort of taken a media break. I still check facebook at least once a day, email gets received on my phone, but with the exception of one week with Facebook I really haven't had a lot of media contact. Now that may not seem like much of a break because I do still check Facebook once a day and email is received on my phone, but for me it is. Usually in the past the TV was on almost constantly and definitely on after Steven goes to bed, but tonight Steven's in bed, Chad's at work, I was home all afternoon and I haven't watched any TV. I actually think it's been the weekend since I even saw it on (minus a few shows for Steven). It's nice. I've been living and it's been a lot of fun.
When I originally decided to go part time, it was because Chad was going to be working more hours on a special assignment so to speak, but then that didn't happen. And he moved to Coweta, so we went from thinking we were going to be making more money even though I was part time to we're making less. It's all good though. I have recently opened a Tupperware business, which is bringing in some extra money and I get to do things that I've always loved to do; invest in things that are my choice. Now it is by far a small scale thing, but I'm about to start a Tupperware fundraiser to help some college friends raise money to adopt a baby from Ethiopia. They get 40% of the sales and I get the option to make a donation out of my profit margin. Since I'm the owner, I can choose and I'm choosing to give as much as possible. So I'm really excited about that as well as adding to the family budget by giving parties and helping others save money. My focus is all about the products that can save you money by preserving food you've bought on sale and in bulk. But enough about all that (although if you want to know more, I'd love to tell ya!).
Chad's off of field training, so tonight he's working 7 pm to 7 am "on his own". Well, that means he's the only one in the car and he is assigned a zone to patrol and respond to calls in. But he's never really on his own out there. Everyone's goal is to make sure they come home and see all their co-workers come home at the end of the shift. He's loving it more and more. And he just looks stellar in his uniform; just something about it. However he is talking about hunting, and listening to country music. I'm not sure where that's coming from, but as long as he's not dipping, I can deal with it. I think.
We're also looking at putting our house on the market. We think that we will be able to sell if for more than we paid for it, but not much. Only time will tell. We'll then be moving to Coweta and there's even more benefits for us with Chad's work. We're not in a hurry, but I never like waiting. And we're extremely optimistic, but know that this may just not be the right time.
Another HUGE, EXCITING thing for me is that because I'm part time at the office, I have the freedom to pursue other things in my spare time (like Tupperware), but this has to do with something I'm much more passionate about, although I do love Tupperware. It's about seeing children come to Christ...reaching the little hearts to learn that Jesus really does want to be their forever friend; that they are loved; never alone; and can always have something to fall safely on in life. I went to college with my final ambition on being a children's minister. For whatever reason and there's been many, it has just not been the right time or circumstance for this calling to be fulfilled in full time ministry. However I've loved being involved in our local church and am now being given the opportunity to experience a year long internship in our church's children's ministry. I start in January and can hardly wait. It will be a challenging and interesting experience, but I'm really excited about seeing what this will open up for the future.
Now I've not said anything about Steven in this post, because frankly he deserves a post all in and of himself. He blows my mind everyday more and more. So hopefully I'll come off my media pause again this week and get a chance to devote an entire post to him.
When I originally decided to go part time, it was because Chad was going to be working more hours on a special assignment so to speak, but then that didn't happen. And he moved to Coweta, so we went from thinking we were going to be making more money even though I was part time to we're making less. It's all good though. I have recently opened a Tupperware business, which is bringing in some extra money and I get to do things that I've always loved to do; invest in things that are my choice. Now it is by far a small scale thing, but I'm about to start a Tupperware fundraiser to help some college friends raise money to adopt a baby from Ethiopia. They get 40% of the sales and I get the option to make a donation out of my profit margin. Since I'm the owner, I can choose and I'm choosing to give as much as possible. So I'm really excited about that as well as adding to the family budget by giving parties and helping others save money. My focus is all about the products that can save you money by preserving food you've bought on sale and in bulk. But enough about all that (although if you want to know more, I'd love to tell ya!).
Chad's off of field training, so tonight he's working 7 pm to 7 am "on his own". Well, that means he's the only one in the car and he is assigned a zone to patrol and respond to calls in. But he's never really on his own out there. Everyone's goal is to make sure they come home and see all their co-workers come home at the end of the shift. He's loving it more and more. And he just looks stellar in his uniform; just something about it. However he is talking about hunting, and listening to country music. I'm not sure where that's coming from, but as long as he's not dipping, I can deal with it. I think.
We're also looking at putting our house on the market. We think that we will be able to sell if for more than we paid for it, but not much. Only time will tell. We'll then be moving to Coweta and there's even more benefits for us with Chad's work. We're not in a hurry, but I never like waiting. And we're extremely optimistic, but know that this may just not be the right time.
Another HUGE, EXCITING thing for me is that because I'm part time at the office, I have the freedom to pursue other things in my spare time (like Tupperware), but this has to do with something I'm much more passionate about, although I do love Tupperware. It's about seeing children come to Christ...reaching the little hearts to learn that Jesus really does want to be their forever friend; that they are loved; never alone; and can always have something to fall safely on in life. I went to college with my final ambition on being a children's minister. For whatever reason and there's been many, it has just not been the right time or circumstance for this calling to be fulfilled in full time ministry. However I've loved being involved in our local church and am now being given the opportunity to experience a year long internship in our church's children's ministry. I start in January and can hardly wait. It will be a challenging and interesting experience, but I'm really excited about seeing what this will open up for the future.
Now I've not said anything about Steven in this post, because frankly he deserves a post all in and of himself. He blows my mind everyday more and more. So hopefully I'll come off my media pause again this week and get a chance to devote an entire post to him.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Having Babies
I've been contemplating recently on why do we have babies. I know for procreation, an act of love, etc, etc. I'm surrounded by people who have "lots", "little" or none and I think all for different reasons, but not necessarily for what is stated. One family at church has had seven in eight years! There were seven of us, but spread over 15 years, so COMPLETELY different. Then there's two couples I know who aren't going to have children, at least at this point for one. One couple can't, which is a whole other unfathomable thing. The other chooses not to, which is also unfathomable to me, but in a different way. Sometimes I'm mad at God or at least frustrated when I see people who wouldn't want a child or at least not at this time get pregnant so easily, but then there's those that desire a child SOO bad and can't. These two polar spectrums baffle me to no end.
Recently I heard of a man saying that he "gave his wife a child to make her happy." Like a bouquet of flowers or box of chocolates?
Someone once told me that some women have children because it's about them and not the children. At first glance I think that is selfish, but why did Chad and I choose to have a child when we did...why did we choose to have a child at all? Because we did choose, right? We did feel as though it was "the time", but we also felt that it was God's leading for now, but why? I have no answer. We just did.
Then I think of people who have children close together...not just seven in eight years, but even two in two to three years. That idea blows me away. But then is it a lifestyle that we are desiring that gages when we will have children when we are the ones "deciding" when it's going to happen? I am so happy that Steven came when he did even down to the day, but I don't think that I could handle having another right now. People keep asking so isn't it about time? No! But why? I'm so adamantly against it at this point and I feel as though I may be jinxing myself by even typing this. Would it be jinxing?!?! Several months ago we had a "pregnancy scare." Something just felt very off and then I thought I was "late" but couldn't remember exactly, etc, etc... Well, to say the least by the time I took the test and found out I wasn't, I was disappointed! But the idea at this point still frightens me to death. I feel at times as though I barely am able to devote enough time to Steven to nurture him, mold him, and these days that's including starting to really have to discipline. By that I mean have to work on guiding him, saying no more than I'd like to, and teaching him right and wrong as much as his little body can handle. The idea of another child is daunting...to daunting at this point. I think part of it is that the first year Steven was here was so difficult with working and learning to manage that the idea of changing it again is just too much.
Then there's the question in my mind: "Will there be another?" "Why wouldn't there be another?" "But why another?" "How can I unselfishly have another?" By this latter question I mean that almost every reason I can think of having another baby is a selfish one. The biggest reason I hear is that they bring so much joy but to who? ME! Is that not selfish? But then I look at Steven and I think he brings joy to so many other people as well. He also has made me become unselfish in so many ways because life is no longer about what I want. Or is that becoming more others centered? Do I want to become even more others centered by having another child? Is that not what Christ wants us to do?
But still why? Why have another? Some people may say "Why not?" But is life about "why nots" or "why do"? I have no idea. I think well maybe I should figure this all out before I have another, but I think that's a hopeless situation to try and answer and I'd be 90 before I was ready!
So I really don't know why I had a baby! But I still wonder, why do other people have babies?
Recently I heard of a man saying that he "gave his wife a child to make her happy." Like a bouquet of flowers or box of chocolates?
Someone once told me that some women have children because it's about them and not the children. At first glance I think that is selfish, but why did Chad and I choose to have a child when we did...why did we choose to have a child at all? Because we did choose, right? We did feel as though it was "the time", but we also felt that it was God's leading for now, but why? I have no answer. We just did.
Then I think of people who have children close together...not just seven in eight years, but even two in two to three years. That idea blows me away. But then is it a lifestyle that we are desiring that gages when we will have children when we are the ones "deciding" when it's going to happen? I am so happy that Steven came when he did even down to the day, but I don't think that I could handle having another right now. People keep asking so isn't it about time? No! But why? I'm so adamantly against it at this point and I feel as though I may be jinxing myself by even typing this. Would it be jinxing?!?! Several months ago we had a "pregnancy scare." Something just felt very off and then I thought I was "late" but couldn't remember exactly, etc, etc... Well, to say the least by the time I took the test and found out I wasn't, I was disappointed! But the idea at this point still frightens me to death. I feel at times as though I barely am able to devote enough time to Steven to nurture him, mold him, and these days that's including starting to really have to discipline. By that I mean have to work on guiding him, saying no more than I'd like to, and teaching him right and wrong as much as his little body can handle. The idea of another child is daunting...to daunting at this point. I think part of it is that the first year Steven was here was so difficult with working and learning to manage that the idea of changing it again is just too much.
Then there's the question in my mind: "Will there be another?" "Why wouldn't there be another?" "But why another?" "How can I unselfishly have another?" By this latter question I mean that almost every reason I can think of having another baby is a selfish one. The biggest reason I hear is that they bring so much joy but to who? ME! Is that not selfish? But then I look at Steven and I think he brings joy to so many other people as well. He also has made me become unselfish in so many ways because life is no longer about what I want. Or is that becoming more others centered? Do I want to become even more others centered by having another child? Is that not what Christ wants us to do?
But still why? Why have another? Some people may say "Why not?" But is life about "why nots" or "why do"? I have no idea. I think well maybe I should figure this all out before I have another, but I think that's a hopeless situation to try and answer and I'd be 90 before I was ready!
So I really don't know why I had a baby! But I still wonder, why do other people have babies?
Monday, August 9, 2010
Seven years ago....
Seven years ago I married my best friend. Oh how cliche that is, but even more true. We've been through so much and excelled through it all. I can't wait to see what all is to come!
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Oh how young we were
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and still are
and still so in love!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
He said Jesus!
Hearing him say "Dada" was exciting!
Hearing him say "Mama" was heartwarming!
Hearing him say "Jejus" brought tears to my eyes!
Today August 8, 2010 on the way to church the song Jesus loves Me! ended and Steven pointed to the CD player in the car and said "Jejus"!!!!
I know he's very verbal. He can say about 30+ animal noises, countless words to include mumumber for cucumber last night and almost anything else we try to teach him. They are all exciting, but nothing can describe this feeling! So now instead of the "giggle, giggle" song being repeated in the car it has to be Jesus Loves Me! I can't think of a greater song to have to repeat.
Hearing him say "Mama" was heartwarming!
Hearing him say "Jejus" brought tears to my eyes!
Today August 8, 2010 on the way to church the song Jesus loves Me! ended and Steven pointed to the CD player in the car and said "Jejus"!!!!
I know he's very verbal. He can say about 30+ animal noises, countless words to include mumumber for cucumber last night and almost anything else we try to teach him. They are all exciting, but nothing can describe this feeling! So now instead of the "giggle, giggle" song being repeated in the car it has to be Jesus Loves Me! I can't think of a greater song to have to repeat.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Steven, Steven, Steven
I should have NEVER blogged about my fecal phobia. Because while we were visiting the Goodwins it happened. Steven was in his portacrib taking a nap and got into his dirty diaper. It wasn't TOO bad, but it happened. There was some smeared in his hair, the netting of the portacrib, and in his sheets. But we survived and I can even laugh about it now.
Steven also climbed out of his crib in the middle of the night last week, but hasn't repeated it yet.
He's also into EVERYTHING!!
He's really giving us a run for a money these days. But he's also being obedient and listening to direction. The other night I told him to go pick up his letters which where in the living room and he left the kitchen to go do it. I wasn't even sure that he knew what "letters" were.
Steven also climbed out of his crib in the middle of the night last week, but hasn't repeated it yet.
He's also into EVERYTHING!!
He climbed onto the piano
Today he even climbed up standing on the keys.
He chronically climbs on the kitchen table to walk on it.
Tonight he climbed into the old highchair we have in his play room. He really thought he was something.
He has also opened the refrigerator.
I also took him to the library this week, which he thought was cool. He was a little overwhlemed with the amount of books and has enjoyed his "choo, choo" movie we got.
Advantage to being Part Time!!
Last week since I'm working part time we were able to go spend 2 days with a great friends the Goodwins. Steven has begun to really love the pool since we are just using floaties these days. 
He discovered the waterhose!
He discovered the waterhose!
He's moving around quite a bit; even in the pool
Quality time with Daddy (or Chad as he started calling him that weekend)
Animal noises in the pool
Lucy fell victim to the sweet boy with the waterhose
Watching the girls swim
Jumping in
Splash! He even loves to have his head underwater and tonight he jumped without holding my hands
I love him!
Big sister Grace was coming home in a few days so all the kids including Steven drew posters for her welcome
Very intent
Phoebe
Anna
Lily
Lucy
Steven choosing a color. He kept asking to draw!
He spent a lot of time on it.
Chad telling a good police story.
Then Adam and Mary (and Armin and Karin) came to visit.
They are 10 1/2 months old and SO adorable!
Lucy (pictured below) and Phoebe loved being able to feed them bottles.
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