Sunday, July 5, 2015

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Thursday, May 28, 2015

my appointment.



I am struggling. Things didn’t go exactly as planned. 
My orthopedic doctor was the nicest, older gentleman-- most thorough, and very cautious. His decision was to keep me in a new, molded soft cast and take two more x-rays over the next two weeks to make sure nothing shifts before putting on the hard cast. So much for getting a pretty color... 
He cautioned that if the bones move, it would require surgery which sent me into a mental tailspin. I’m not handling this pain and injury thing very well. 
The new soft cast now goes around my elbow which is more restrictive. I may have a bruised or fractured rib as well considering the pain I have in the middle of my back under my shoulder blade. It hurts to laugh, sneeze, move at all...  This has made it very difficult to nurse Jace. 
I admit. I am struggling. I think about just quitting and putting him on formula even though I don’t think that’s best for him. 
We are undergoing a spiritual attack on our family’s health. Chris has now been to the emergency room twice in the past two weeks (with me and Pearl) and almost went today with Ruby who broke out suddenly in some horrible looking rash not related to Pearl's. (He ended up going to our family pediatrician.) 
Thank God he had taken the day off to be with me... 
The truth is that we are an unusually healthy family through the grace of God and so this is somewhat strange territory for me. I know there are many with significantly worse problems and my heart goes out to them, but it’s still hard for me. 

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

real pastoring.


Since I am single-handed, I have to make this short and sweet... 
I saw this on my brother’s social media and have sent it to a few other people after finding so much truth in its humor. 
I don’t know if my hubby really imagines himself as Moses and he doesn’t play golf (except mini). And we definitely aren’t in it for the money, but I can honestly say that on more than one occasion, my husband could be found plunging a clogged toilet or mopping up after an overflow in his suit and dress shoes with song service playing in the background.
I don’t know about everyone else, but that’s just how we roll around here. 


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

yesterday.


I know that this is not what it’s all about-- but I had a great time on Memorial Day doing a little shopping with my husband. Our Bible conference is coming up and there’s a few outfits I need to complete if you know what I mean. 
However, around lunchtime, I ran into a little trouble. I had an accident and fell-- breaking my wrist. 
I was in a lot of pain and shock... I mean, I’m 41 now. I thought I was over getting hurt. 
Chris & I spent about three hours in the ER before returning home with my arm in a sling and a splint. I am so upset. I can’t do anything with one arm. 
Thank God it was my right since I’m left-handed. How am I supposed to nurse baby Jace? Get dressed? Do my hair? Write my blog? Uggghhh.

On Thursday morning, I have a nine o'clock appointment with the orthopedic doctor to get my permanent cast.  Me and the kids have been in discussion about what color cast I should get... lemonade out of a big fat lemon.


Sunday, May 24, 2015

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

before i forget.



Today I turned forty-one.
Today my computer started working.
My kids will grow up having the best childhood at the expense of my sanity.
My favorite song right now is Jesus Freak by DC Talk.
It may seem like I could be clinically diagnosed as having germ-phobia, but believe me when I say it’s not that I have a fear of germs, but a healthy fear of having eleven sick kids. 
Tallulah has been caught twice trying to potty train herself after she has a dirty diaper and before we knew she had a dirty diaper. Let’s just say this-- it wasn’t pretty. 
There is no such thing as the perfect church. Have you heard the saying: If you find the perfect church, please don’t join it, because you’ll only ruin it.
I’m ready for some Spring football.
I wonder if anyone would think it’s weird that I enjoy pregnancy tea and Mother’s Milk tea more than just regular teas.
Pearl’s rash is too difficult to explain, but let’s just say it’s not contagious and is already fading. Phew!
Listening to River’s little Elmo voice melts my heart. 
I saw a sign at Hobby Lobby that read: Children only have one childhood. So true! I want my children’s to be memorable in the best possible way.


don't worry- his car seat was loosen for the stroller at the pool
Please listen carefully: If your children ever catch lice-- Use Listerine! Trust me when I say it will kill those buggers for good. 
Am I able to make Parker an appointment now to get his driver’s license in a year? I think I’m counting down the days till he takes his test more than he is.
I have good kids. They’re on the right track.
Trying to decide-- Pony or Swim lessons.
I want this t-shirt.
I am in love with these shoes. Gotta get me a pair in red.
So used to driving the boys to football practice that when I was on my way to the post office, I went to the football field.
When we were packing for our trip, Jasper grabbed everything out of his pajama drawer and said he was done.


I worry about people that enjoy making others feel bad... and actually think they’re doing a good thing.
Now Charlie’s picked up Ethan’s hair flipping habit. But his hair actually moves.
My favorite blog post this week.


A high priority in teaching my kids right now is: To not walk into a room and just start talking immediately. To be polite and wait their turn. 
Having favorites or sibling rivalry is not an option in my house. It doesn’t and will never exist. Over my dead body. It kills families.
I have to stop drinking sugar bombs. A.K.A: Wendy’s strawberry lemonades. Immediatly. 
I never want to be this woman. I would rather it said,  “Beware of my Mama.” Maybe you don’t know, I’m a very protective one.


My best advice to you if you’re in ministry: Partner with your children. Too many people sacrifice their children for ministry. 
I always find the best shoes at Ross. And most importantly, a particular Ross. 
I love being my age. I would never want to be in my twenties again. I’ve learned so much since I gave my life to Jesus when I was twenty five. 
If you could marry your husband all over again, knowing ahead of time both the good and the bad, would you do it? I would.
If I could have Parker all over again, unmarried and unsaved, would I do it? Yes, it was the worst situation, but I thank him for turning me to Jesus.