Love Love
Nov23

Love Love

In my life “love” is a word I use and hear on a daily basis.  I wake up in the morning and get a kiss from my husband who tells me he loves me before heading out for the day.  I scoop up my happy baby and kiss her cubby little toes and tell her “I love you” a thousand times. I pick up my photo and group chat my friends with smily faces that have hearts for eyes telling them I love their new hairstyle or would love to meet up and get coffee.  I even scratch Molly’s ears and play with her two little pups and tell them they are all loved.  Yes I love animals. Before even getting dressed or taking a shower I’ve probably said the words “love” twenty times in a morning.  It’s almost becoming something I do and say as a routine and I forget just how powerful and meaningful the word “love” really is… that is until this weekend. I volunteered as a High School leader at  newlife youth’s Fall camp where I was in a cabin of 13 girls.  I had only led Junior High girls before so I came prepared to laugh at awkward stories, pray for crushed hearts from evil boys and give encouragement about family and school.  What I was not prepared for was hearing stories of real brokeness, needing prayer to break addictions and of course one of the girls that shared no one had told her “I love you” in the last 5 years. My heart broke for these girls.  How is it that I can’t go a signal morning without hearing or saying “love” 20 plus times and this girl who I was talking to hasn’t heard it in 5 years.  Immediately I stopped everything I was doing and I sat down with her.  I looked her in the eyes and got to tell her she was loved.  I didn’t say it in the routine morning way but a deep meaningful “you. are. loved.” I just repeated it again and again as tears ran down my face.  I got a chance to share with her that there is a God who loves her and even if people in our life fail us we can rely on that.  That everyday there is a creator who loves us. After that conversation I was inspired to come home and remind my family of how much they are loved.  When I tell Richie I love him, I want him to know that no matter what happens in life he is the only person I choose to bind my heart...

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Gerber Baby Photo Contest 2013
Nov10

Gerber Baby Photo Contest 2013

Well I did it.  I entered Jaiden into a cute baby contest. Gerber is doing a 2013 photo contest and the winner baby receives $50,000 dollars among other prizes.  I know its a long shot being a nation wide contest which makes my chances super slim but seriously it would be a dream come true if our family won.  We currently live in a one bedroom home which has been working pretty well for our little family but if we were able to add on and give Jaid her own room I would be so SO SO grateful.  No I’d be ecstatic.  I’d be so happy I’d like dye my hair blue or something.  Ok that might be taking it a little far but you get the point. Richie and I have had a really hard start to our year with crazy health problems, surgeries, loss of a job and then another job and financial hardship.  Even if we don’t win this thing it still gives me hope dream about it and to end this year well because honestly 2013… you sucked! The contest is based off of Facebook votes so if you want to help our family win this thing all you have to do is follow the link, enter her ID# 79640 and click “vote.”  You can do it daily 🙂...

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Happy Veteran’s Day
Nov10

Happy Veteran’s Day

I love that we have a day to celebrate all the hard work & sacrifice people have served to our country in the military.  I have many family and friends who have served and I feel blessed to have them!  Can not thank them enough!!! In God We Trust.  

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Thankful for My Life and Her’s
Nov08

Thankful for My Life and Her’s

How is it possible that my little Jaid is 9 months old today?!?! We’re so close to her one year birthday I can almost feel the tears coming.  That’s right I’ve turned into one of those super sappy emotional mamas.  Proud of it too!  Seriously though it is hard to believe our baby is growing up so fast.  It feels like just yesterday she was a newborn and I was thankful to not be pregnant anymore. To say I had a “hard” pregnancy would be a huge understatement.  I haven’t wanted to think let alone talk about my experiences last year until now.  I’ve seen multiple facebook post about being thankful and today I am thankful for my health and my sweet baby turning 9 months old because there was a time I didn’t think I was going to live to see her be born. It was the day before Christmas Eve and I woke up in so much pain I was unable to sit down.  HUGE red flag for me but this was my first pregnancy so I thought it was probably normal.  I should have gone straight to the hospital but instead went to work, ran errands and got things ready for the Christmas Eve gathering at newlife.  It wasn’t until I literally was in so much pain that I decided to drive my stubborn self to the hospital.  I called my husband on the way and asked him to meet me there.  I was stuck at a red light on Silverdale Way when it hit.  The pain hit me like a wall, it was so overwhelming that I bursted into tears and was afraid I wouldn’t make the few more miles I had to go to the hospital. Thank God for Richie!  He met me there in no time and we waited as the nurses ran test on me hoping it was nothing to serious or that the baby was in danger. They kept me overnight and even though we didn’t know it at the time it was a miracle that they did.  The next morning was the scariest day of my life.  My fever shot up to 105 degrees which is pretty bad but even worse when you’re 8 months pregnant. The nurses came in one after another putting trash bags full of ice on my skin and giant baby belly. Every time they put a new bag on they apologized knowing that it was painful.  I again took another bad turn when I barley got the words out “I can’t breath.” My lungs were filling with fluid and I was drowning laying in my hospital...

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