Monday, May 25, 2009
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
3 is a Magic Number
1. Liam is now putting himself to sleep and then sleeping through the night again!
2. Owen is completely potty trained for almost three weeks dry when he wakes up.
3. Havilah goes the whole day (even nap time) in panties and stays dry!!!!
We are saving a ton on diapers and we are getting a lot more rested!
2. Owen is completely potty trained for almost three weeks dry when he wakes up.
3. Havilah goes the whole day (even nap time) in panties and stays dry!!!!
We are saving a ton on diapers and we are getting a lot more rested!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Out with the yucky in with the Good
Kevin and I have both been thoroughly enjoying this new journey we are on. I have enjoyed working, which feels like an extension of who I am...an outlet for my passions and creativity. It has made me much more peaceful when at home and with the kids.
There are nights like last night that we have the "big" frustrating talks that clarify what we value, what we need to change, and where we are headed as individuals, a couple, and as a family. I remember while we were dating and engaged I feared confrontation and the hard questions because I was afraid Kevin would say "I am out of here" or "this is not worth it," and I was actually afraid that I might say that too. But each time one of these tough talks comes I am proven to be wrong. Our love is strong enough and just like "our song" that we played on our wedding day, "The God of second chance picks them up and lets them dance through a world that is unkind and all this time they're sharing with the One who picks them up when they've come undone beneath the storm beneath the sun, and once again here you stand your day has come" .
I would be a fool not to be transparent, not to let other couples... other best friends and lovers know how hard it is to have a deep and connected marriage. I would be a liar if I didn't say that sometimes it is easier to let things slide. To do what's easy and not do what's hard. But I encourage and implore you to fight. Fight the fear of feeling weak, fight the fear of being vulnerable and fight the fear that you may not have what it takes. Your giving may not always result in receiving. I am blessed that Kevin and I do give and take and share. Sometimes this process of purpose and freedom in a marriage comes from painstaking talks and bruised egos. But I am glad every morning after those talks because hope that there can be change and that we can be different becomes a little more real each time. Thank you my love(Kevin) without you I would not get rid of all my yuckiness, at least not as quickly.
There are nights like last night that we have the "big" frustrating talks that clarify what we value, what we need to change, and where we are headed as individuals, a couple, and as a family. I remember while we were dating and engaged I feared confrontation and the hard questions because I was afraid Kevin would say "I am out of here" or "this is not worth it," and I was actually afraid that I might say that too. But each time one of these tough talks comes I am proven to be wrong. Our love is strong enough and just like "our song" that we played on our wedding day, "The God of second chance picks them up and lets them dance through a world that is unkind and all this time they're sharing with the One who picks them up when they've come undone beneath the storm beneath the sun, and once again here you stand your day has come" .
I would be a fool not to be transparent, not to let other couples... other best friends and lovers know how hard it is to have a deep and connected marriage. I would be a liar if I didn't say that sometimes it is easier to let things slide. To do what's easy and not do what's hard. But I encourage and implore you to fight. Fight the fear of feeling weak, fight the fear of being vulnerable and fight the fear that you may not have what it takes. Your giving may not always result in receiving. I am blessed that Kevin and I do give and take and share. Sometimes this process of purpose and freedom in a marriage comes from painstaking talks and bruised egos. But I am glad every morning after those talks because hope that there can be change and that we can be different becomes a little more real each time. Thank you my love(Kevin) without you I would not get rid of all my yuckiness, at least not as quickly.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Missing my dad.
Tonight I am quite emotional. It has been 9 months since we said good bye to my dad. Tomorrow would have been his 56th birthday and my mom and dads 32nd wedding anniversary. I called mom earlier to let her know how much I have been missing dad lately. The last couple of years before his death he was very ill and I was dealing with a lot of issues from my younger years. During that time I pulled away from him as I healed and dealt with those issues. I let mom know that I missed out on those last years of his life and missed the friendship and father daughter relationship we had had before that. One of the biggest things that God was healing in me was that I wanted so much for dad to just say "I LOVE YOU" . I remember one of the last nights that I was able to go in while he was still not totally sedated when I walked in and spoke he opened his eyes, grabbed my hand, and tried to say something with such intensity. He knew I was there. I turned to a family friend that had been there praying and sobbed. That is all I can share tonight. Pray for the family.
Holy Poop
I have a funny story that might make you giggle.
Sunday I was asked to go talk to the nursery director after picking Liam up. She said that she needed to talk with me. She proceed to tell me that Liam had pooped out the letter "J" at first I thought she was talking about the shape, she said no. Then I feared it was one of our fridge magnets she said no. Then I remembered Havi was playing with letter jewelry the other day....I guess she shared with Liam:) Kev then said we should watch for the next letters of e-s-u-s to see if he was going to have holy poop:)
Sunday I was asked to go talk to the nursery director after picking Liam up. She said that she needed to talk with me. She proceed to tell me that Liam had pooped out the letter "J" at first I thought she was talking about the shape, she said no. Then I feared it was one of our fridge magnets she said no. Then I remembered Havi was playing with letter jewelry the other day....I guess she shared with Liam:) Kev then said we should watch for the next letters of e-s-u-s to see if he was going to have holy poop:)
Saturday, November 1, 2008
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