Wednesday, February 19, 2014

On Being Thankful.

With the start of this new year I wasn't really into resolutions.  Last year I lost a bunch of weight so that one wasn't really on my mind this year.  Of course there are personal goals Eric and I would like to achieve, but I feel like putting the label of "New Year's Resolution" on them is too cliche at this point in my life.  Sometimes I feel like if you do that it's some sort of weird way to guarantee your own failure.


I do however, like to think about things I would like to accomplish and the kind of person that I want to be.  There is just something about the freshness of a new year that makes you feel that way.  This year, I decided I really wanted to live more purposefully.  To be totally honest, over a month into the new year I'm still trying to figure out what I mean by that.  I still binge on Netflix all the time so I'm probably somewhat failing at that, but I feel like at least a part of that is about being thankful.

I've heard it said that if you can't be thankful for whatever you have at that moment in life, that God won't bless you with more.  Maybe that's true and maybe it's not, but it's something to ponder.  Think about it though, you can always find something for which to be thankful.  Even when things are looking pretty dim, there's usually at least one bright spot to be found.  I think there's a difference between loving every situation in which you find yourself, and finding something good in your life.  I may go through hard times-and I have!-but I always had things I could be thankful for.

As I get older, I find that thankfulness breeds happiness.  The more I think about what I do have and how blessed I am, the happier I become.  While some people might complain about only having one car, I'm thankful for the one we have.  What if we had no car?  That would be a worse situation.  Some might be bitter about having to do as much laundry as I do, but I do so much because I have two kids that need clean clothes.  Gosh, I am thankful to be blessed with two children and a closet full of clothes for them.  Some people don't have that.  In the past, I've been known to complain a time or two about the place we live, but it's a good place, and some people live in places that are much smaller…some people don't have a place to live at all.  When I think about that, I get mighty thankful for this home of mine.

And thinking on these things makes me happy.  The saying is true, it's not happy people that are thankful, but thankful people that are happy.  The happiest people I know are the ones who always find something to be thankful for no matter what their situation.  And the more I thanks I give to God for blessing my life, the happier I seem to be in my life.  Because I know no matter what comes my way, God will always be there blessing me.  Oh how he loves us.

"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Friday, February 14, 2014

Love

Things on this blog have been decidedly more quiet than they were last year.  I love the way Elizabeth said when changes are happening she tends to keep it to herself.  I feel like this family is making decisions and so many big things are happening that I just can't give the time I used be able to give.  Hopefully in the future that will change.  But for now, I think I'll enjoy the quiet a little more.

In the mean time, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to tell you Happy Valentines Day!  I know this is a holiday that some of you hate quite passionately.  The media has turned this holiday into commercial disaster, but the truth is, it's not about being romantic with someone, it should be a special day to tell the people you love that you love them.  So forget about who is or isn't giving you some chocolate hearts today and just call your mom and tell you her love her.  Or whoever else you love, just make sure they know and then keep doing it every day.

Happy Valentine's Day!

P.S., Cooper is actually smiling in a photo!  It's a miracle!  And probably an accident on his part, but hey, I'll take it!  :)




"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Friday, February 7, 2014

I Confess.

 But isn't everyone at least a little like this?  via. 

I confess…a friend asked me to do a tutorial last year.  I still haven't done it.  The good news is I have every intention of doing it this month.  I think.

I confess…sometimes when Cooper cries for cookies I laugh.  Because the whole #reasonswhymysoniscrying thing can be funny.  Then I remember that Eric and I are his parents, so he's genetically predepositioned to love cookies.  Does that make it my fault?

I confess…I've been seeing some FB drama lately.  People a.) don't have any manners and b.) don't have any common sense.  I mean seriously, I know your momma raised you better than that.  

I confess…this week we ran out of dish detergent.  Which is on my list of things that I hate (I mean hate) to run out of.   It's above paper towels but below toilet paper.  No one wants to run out of toilet paper. 

I confess…I haven't blogged because I'm lazy…and I don't know if that will change any time soon.

I confess…I've been sewing even more lately and I'm exciting about the things I'm making, but it's starting to grow a desire in me to get a serger.  So I guess I'm confessing that I want a serger. 

If you have any confessions or would like me to check out your blog leave a link in the comments.  But don't be a  no-reply blogger or I can't write back to you!  

Happy weekend!


"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Friday, January 31, 2014

Friday's Letters (#edition)


I honestly don't even know if Ashley is still doing this link-up, but we're just going to pretend like she is.  MM-kay?

Dear January, where the heck did you go?  I demand a do over.  If I can blink and this whole month is gone it's moving much too fast.  Do over.  #noseriously

Dear Snow, I don't know why you like VA so much this year, but I'm looking forward to the weekend.  It's supposed to be warm and the sun is going to beat you up like Bama this year.  #atleasthisisntmichigan

Dear Bama, you've been terrorists for years.  I'm basically thrilled to see you dethroned, I don't even care who does it.  #booya

Dear Fabric Hut, I can't wait until you open your glorious, gigantic store.  Fabric for 40,000 square feet?  #yesplease

Dear Other Bloggers Who Shall Remain Nameless, please stop using this tiny font.  There are some blogs that I love that do this but it is too much concentration to read them.  Plus it makes me feel old and I'm way too stubborn to go to the eye doctor.  #nevergonnahappen

Dear Northerners, please stop giving the South so much slack about not knowing how to handle snow. We aren't equipped for it, we don't know how to drive in it, and we don't have emergency plans for how to get through it.  I remember a certain hurricane (cough, SANDY, cough) that some of you totally lost your marbles over while we laughed at you.  As a friend so astutely pointed out, you know what we call a category 1 hurricane.  RAIN.  Suckers.  So yeah,  #FLgotasnowday #hellstillisntfrozen

Dear Snow (again), once upon a time, I would have been happy about my 4 year old staying home all day.  Now I'm not as thrilled because she hates it.  That girl loves her some school.  You've cost her 6 snow days over the past two weeks.  School here doesn't let out until mid June and if we start having to make up days we'll be going until July.  #unacceptable

Dear Create Kids Couture, I used one of your patterns this week for the first time.  I was stunned that it was one tiny piece to make a whole dress, but it didn't take that long (except I wanted to hurt myself while I was gathering) and I actually love that there aren't so many pattern pieces to cut out.  It was quick and easy, I'll definitely use this pattern a lot.  #winning

Dear Anchors (the ship kind, not the TV kind), I kind of love you a lot.  I don't know if it's the whole Navy thing, or if it's because you're just so cool, but I can't get enough dang anchors.  I want to see them all the time.  I just can't help myself.  #gonavybeatarmy

I hope you enjoyed my hashtag edition of Friday's Letters.  Because sometimes you just have to laugh at yourself.


"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Something Sweet.

Sometimes I feel like I should just rededicate this blog to all the outfits Sophia wears.  Gosh that girl loves having her pictures taken.  I sure do wish Cooper would get on the picture taking train.  I don't have nearly as many photos of him because he won't stand still.  Ever.  In any event, Sophia is all ready for Valentine's Day this year in her "sweet" outfits :)

By the way, doesn't Sophia have the most talented Nana?  We sure are lucky she sews so well, because she has grown accustomed to a certain level of dress.  At least half of what she wears is handmade.












"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

A Rebuttal.


I almost hate to dignify one of the worst blog posts I've ever read with a response.  Honestly.  Because what it really does is draw more traffic to this person's posts.  But I feel like I want to put my two cents out in the universe.

As I type this, my son is crawling all over me.  Anyone who knows Cooper knows he will not be ignored.  Every time he sticks his toothy little grin in my face, I think about how blessed I am.  He is such a sweet boy.  And every time Sophia gets off the bus, she runs into my arms and yells "Mommy!" like she has been missing me all day.  Sure, sometimes life is hard.  Sometimes Cooper wets the bed and Sophia might not always get a sticker on her good behavior chart, but I would never trade those moments for anything.  Nothing could take their place.

This really isn't about being a SAHM or a working mom.  It's about being a mother.  It's about wiping those snotty little noses and soothing them when they cry in the middle of the night.  It's about unconditional love.  And no, I don't mean my love for them, I mean their love for me.  Kids love in a way that most adults can't.  I will always be their mother.  I will always be irreplaceable to them.  I consider it an honor to love and protect these two little humans God trusted me with.  Motherhood isn't for everyone, and it isn't for the faint of heart.

The path of least resistance isn't one covered with vomit that you have to clean.  It's not one where you buy your kid his favorite snacks and forgo your own to break even on your grocery bill.  It's not one where you get peed on while you're potty training, or explaining to your child that not every other kid has enough to eat and that's why you're taking food to the food bank.  The path of least resistance isn't lined with reading bedtime stories instead of romance novels.  And it's certainly not one where you visit every Princess at Disney World instead of riding all the rides you want (true story!).  The path of least resistance in life is usually whatever path is the most selfish.  The one where you can do whatever you want, go wherever you want, and spend whatever amount you want on things like dresses or wine.  It's the path where you have no love in your life, so no one cares where you are or what you do.  The path of least resistance is how people end up dead in their houses for three days before people start smelling something awful and decide to call the cops.  It seems like a lonely path to me.

Truly, I don't feel angry at this woman, I feel sad for her.  I don't feel sad because she's not married and doesn't have kids, it's because she has purposefully closed herself off to the love of others.  I feel sorry for her that she can so aggressively judge others for something about which she knows nothing at all.  It's every person's right to live how they want to live, but how sad to only live for yourself.  You know how people say the real gift is in giving and not receiving?  It's true.  There is no backpacking trip to Asia, job promotion or college degree (and by the way, I earned my bachelor's in three years in case anyone was wondering) that could ever, and I do mean ever, replace the hugs, kisses and love of my children.

So, Amy Glass, the next time you would like to say I am unimportant, I suggest you think about that.  I feel sorry for you.

"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11

Friday, January 24, 2014

Disney Photo Dump.

I'm doing one picture dump of Disney and trust me you guys, this isn't even the half of it!  We really did have a great time.  I told my mom when we came back I didn't realize how different it would be to go there with kids.  She kinda did one of those half laugh things where she doesn't say duh because it's so obvious it's painful.  Of course it's different.  We spent all. day. meeting princesses.  Which I was actually happy to do because I loved seeing my little princess be happy.  One day she's going to realize that 5 other people planned their whole vacation around how many princesses she could meet in a day. She managed to see a lot of them though and she was so happy.  Everyone of the princesses we met were sweet and made Sophia feel so special.  I wish I could send them all thank you cards for treating her so nicely.  


After dinner we bribed Sophia with whatever she wanted from the Bakery on Main Street if she would go back to the hotel with Grandma and Grandpa and let me and Eric ride a few rides.  So we rode exactly three rides, bought the kids new toys, and then went back to the hotel.  Hey, we only had an hour!  



I mean, how much does this girl look exactly like Rapunzel??



Oh never mind, all the princesses look exactly like their fictional counterparts.




Cooper had just fallen asleep and this was one of the top things we wanted him to see.  This was the best photo I got of him.  We settled for "face in the picture" since he was more apt to not even look in my direction.



She loves her new little Pascal and insists on holding him like this.




This was probably the most fun Cooper had.  He really didn't have a magical time at Disney. Mostly because he sat in his stroller a lot and because we forced him to see so many princesses.  Poor kid.  However, Belle took a liking to Cooper.  Like she was walking by and literally stopped to talk to him for several minutes.  I guess he like the attention because he promptly showered her with kisses.  I'm proud he picked the smartest princess to make out with.  Every time I see this picture I smile.  How cute is my boy.  Also, this is being framed in his room and I'm saving this picture for his wedding slide show.


How many boys can say they kissed Belle on the lips (that's the only way he knows how to kiss people, the only way he knows how).  Is it wrong that I kinda want this to go viral on Pinterest?  Don't answer that.

"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 a hope and a future".  Jeremiah 29:11