9 months you have been gone, the time it takes to grow a life. We would have been expecting number 4 by now and we would have been talking names. We would have been loving and laughing at the stages our boys are in, and getting extra creative together on training their little sinful hearts. We would have booked that …
The Day My World Changed Forever
Monday September 28th, a day like many days in our family, filled with the craziness of having three boys under the age of three, work and home life , and trying to do it unto the Lord. As God would have it, the computers at Patricks work went down, causing him to come home early from work, which in turn …
The moments that matter
I had a dream the other night and when I woke up I felt like the Lord had given me a much needed fresh perspective. In my dream I was an actress working on a big film. I kept up with my family with pictures because I was on location for filming. I had it all together on the outside …
Sickness, Travels, Cooking and life
So I haven’t blogged in months! Crazy. Where have I been? Well here is a little update on our lives. My boys have been sick on and off with things for like 2 months- from allergies, to teething to a horrible viral rash, to ear infections, to stomach bugs. Here is the picture of the rash, yikes! Thankfully we had …
Two under Two
“Wow! You have your hands full!” Random strangers say this to me all the time and I reply with a smile, “yes I do, full of many blessings.” Having two babies under two has been such a sanctifying and joyful journey. I thought I would share some of it with you. When you have two under two you …
Perfecting Motherhood
Perfectly manicured hands, pre-baby body back and feeling good as I finish up my hour-long workout before my baby wakes up. I’m so glad that my husband and I have trained our baby to sleep through the night so I can have time to work out, take a shower, and do my hair and makeup all before the baby wakes …
Mommy guilt or Mommy pride?
People using the phrase “mommy guilt” is every present in this culture as a feeling of guilt when they perceive they aren’t being the best they can be, or are doing life differently than other moms. I was having a conversation the other day with my husband about this; he simple said “that’s not guilt, that’s pride.” Ouch! That was …