So.....

. . . I've been thinking about it. Sadly, I don't think it's going to work. As much as I would like it to I'm afraid Jericho is going to keep grow whether I like it or not. I mean just yesterday she started pulling up on chairs, tables, rockers, whatever else is in front of her. She thinks that walking around while holding onto stuff is starting to look like fun. I've tried talking to her. She's not getting it. I mean I even sat her down and explained that she is just a baby and that she needs to stay a baby. She just looks at me with those big sky blue eyes and smiles, I think she even laughed at me, it was cute, but I know she was mocking me. I know she was thinking silly mama if only you could keep me a baby! Oh how I wish I could make her understand. But I can't and ya know what she did after a few of our talks.....she grew, it happens right before my eyes. I know you think I'm making this up but I'm not. You would think she'd at least wait till I'm not watching but no, no she is growing up right in front of me.

What do you think....

Do I look bigger?

I must admit it's been a wonderful view but I sure am going to miss my sweet baby. Well at least I still have 2 more months. Even then she will be my baby, she will always be my baby. I'm not worried. I'm looking forward to watching her grow. I'm just going to have to figure out how to make my heart stop aching.

Proof

that she does snuggle (some.)

It's Real Life - part 1

I'm a little behind in my posting but this looked like fun so I thought I'd join.

First up the fridge. I hate when people look in my fridge. Not sure why probably because I'm a little insecure about my cooking. Not that I'm a bad cook I'm just not confident. In the last year we have totally changed the way we eat which means I have totally changed the way I shop and cook. I love that we are eating so much healthier and I love cooking from scratch (usually) and I love all the new things I'm learning but I don't love the lack of confidence I have at times. I'm defiantly a work in progress, I'm getting there. Oh and this is the fullest I think I fridge has ever been, I'm not sure why, but I love that too! Okay, back to real life.


Next up a closet. This is the only closet, besides the ones in the rooms and one coat closet, in the house and it's in the bathroom. So, it's the catch all for everything. It's a mess right now. I've been meaning to reorganize it for ummmm about 3 months now. Can you tell how high on my priority list is it. Not even the threat of a picture got me to reorganize it. Yep it's a mess I'll give you that but it's an organized mess I really do know exactly where everything is.



On to the kitchen sink. Can you believe that I didn't have to clean or put away any dishes for this picture, I can't. I'm going to blame that on the new dishwasher! See our back yard. I love that we have a window at the sink the awesome view is an added bonus!


Anyone gotta go potty? Here is my toilet. Do you like the mint green don't worry the tub matches the sink and toilet. Who picks mint green for a toilet (and sink and tub) anyway? I wouldn't but I guess I can live with it for now. Besides my back end doesn't care what color toilet it's sitting on. Haha!


Favorite shoes. I love these shoes. I must warn you I'm about to get sentimental on ya. These were Gideon's first pair of shoes. Gideon's Moni (Seth's mom) has a tradition that she gets every grandchild a pair of shoes before they are born (she's obsessed with shoes, sorry Dallise but you are :) She waits till we (meaning whomever is pregnant) finds out what they are having and then gets the appropriate color. For Gideon she got Jordan's. Aren't they cute! Don't they look so small. He never wore them. These booties would have swallowed him, probably would have come up past his knees. He was so little.

So they wait. They wait for a baby brother. One day Gideon will have a baby brother (hopefully more than one!) and his baby brother's feet will fill these booties as his never did. I can't wait for that day!


This one is sentimental too - my favorite room. It is actually the room in the picture below but to see the whole room go here. The nursery is my favorite room. I always wanted to have a nursery. A room where all my babies slept. My idea was that we'd make it gender natural and when the one in the nursery was big enough or when there was a new one on the way we'd move whomever was occupying the nursery into a different room and put the next baby in the nursery. Well when I was pregnant for Gideon and we found out he was a boy we couldn't help but get this crib bedding. Sports go figure, like every other baby boy, but it was so us. We fell in love with it. The big question now was what do we do when we have a girl? I had this brilliant idea to paint the nursery red and then find girl crib bedding that has red in it (which was much harder to find than you would think.) Now we have boy bedding and girl bedding but they both match the red room! I love it! All my babies will be in the nursery and I won't get bored with having the same decor because it will change depending on the baby. But the best part of the nursery is not the decor it's the little one that occupies it (and 2 little ones that were and all the little ones to come!)

Speaking of little one this is what she was doing (just waking up) when I took the pictures but now, a day later, when I am actually writing this blog she is down for the night. Yeah this was the first time she stood up in her crib, she was so proud of herself. I should have taken a picture of myself because I was crying. I don't know if I want my baby girl to grow up. Okay so I wasn't really crying, but I wanted to. Seriously though who could cry when this adorable little girl is smiling up at you?


Next up the laundry room. It's in the dungeon, I mean basement. See Jericho's rug from her room yeah she totally peed on it and me. I guess that's what you get when you let the babe crawl around nakie.


Last but not least a self portrait. Nothing was turning out except the one where I was being a dork of course. Now you know the true me.


This is real life for me. Tomorrow (hopefully) the 2nd part. Why don't you head on over and join.

Shhhhhh!!

I have to tell you something but we can't talk about it - k! Why can't we talk? Well, I'm hoping if we don't talk about it then it won't happen. Sounds good right. Ok so you have to be quiet. Are you ready to know? Seriously though we're not talking about it (insert deep breath and then BIG SIGH!) Okay, I'm ready. My baby, my sweet, wonderful, precious Jericho is going to be 1 in two months. Shhhhh! I know it's horrible isn't it. Remember we aren't talking about it. We are especially NOT going to mention it to her. I think she likes being a baby, she's very good at it. Do you think she'll have a problem with being a baby forever? I hope not because that's the plan. Yeah I like that idea. I think it might just work. . . .

What a sight

I have a nakie baby crawling around my house. It's quite a sight! There isn't much cuter than a completely buck nakie baby. I wish I could post a picture but that's not going to happen. She couldn't be happier. Is there a baby out there that doesn't enjoy being in the buff? I thought she had a bad rash that was caused by an allergic reaction to a certain kind of diaper I was using. After talking to a nurse at her pediatricians office (which I highly recommend!) We realized that Jericho might have a yeast infection. Poor baby. No matter, like most things it is not phasing her to much. Actually I think she is happier because she getting to be nakie!

That's a wrap

Behind the falls

I usually don't do a weekly wrap (and I don't think they are supposed to be done in the middle of the week) but I want to tell you about a few things. So here it goes.

The begining of the week started with pictures! Tuesday the pastors and their wives were getting them taken for the church and Wednesday we got family ones taken. I can't wait to get them back! Of course when Liesl first got to our place Jericho was all smiles but once the cameras were on her, she was little miss serious. Oh well. Liesl still got some cute ones. Seriously though is Jericho ever not cute. Liesl did both the church ones and our family ones. When she takes pictures they are always amazing! All the more I'm excited to get them back. I've never seen work of hers that wasn't good. She is so talented. Thanks again Liesl!

This is the hole in our cabinets for a dishwasher.

These are the strong men (isn't the one in the blue shirt hot!) that carried the dishwasher in.

Mission Accomplished!

That's right I now have a dishwasher, who's name is not Seth! Friday Jeff helped us put a dishwasher in. Which Seth is thrilled about. The whole family came over for dinner before hand and after the men were fed they we ready for the hard labor while the women got to chat and catch up. It was a wonderful evening. Thanks Jeff (and Lori) for putting in the dishwasher. Seth is especially grateful!

I already told you about how that enjoyable evening turned out even better after visiting Gideon.

Sunday was our Eliminators picnic. (Silly me forgot to take pictures - I was having to much fun) Have I told you about the Eliminators yet? Please remind me. I've been meaning to tell you about this amazing group of young women, okay so maybe we're not all young but we are amazing! I can't remember what all I've told you so you really do need to remind me. It's the volleyball team I play on, we're in a league, it's not a church league, but our team is all from the church. Anyway, the picnic was wonderful. The food was amazing, the fellowship was refreshing and of course there was volleyball played and we had a blast! One of my favorite parts at these events is watching the children. You should see all of them running, or crawling, or laying around there are so many it's beautiful! One of these days I'm going to count how many kids we have between all of us. The big joke in our league is who's pregnant this year? There are usually 2 or 3 different women that win that contest.

We ended the night with friends, an Eliminator friend & her hubby, coming over to our place so we could teach them how to uses skype. They are getting ready to go over seas and that is going to be their main way of communication. We did a few other things but it was way to late and I can't remember but it was fun.

Those same friends stopped by on Monday to drop a few things off and to day goodbye (but we aren't talking about the goodbye part). We are keeping some of their things at our place till they get back. I feel like I hit the jack pot! You should see some of the things that left (and that we have permission to use) an ice cream maker, a grain grinder, a juice extractor, meat grinder and the list goes on. I would glady have no new toys to play with and take care of for the next 3 months if only Jen would stay. I would rather have my friends here. I can't talk about it right now though or I will cry. I don't want to cry. Remember we aren't talking about the goodbye part. So, we'll talk about this later. Maybe. Or maybe we won't talk about it at all. If we don't talk about it does it mean it won't happen. I like that idea. Maybe we'll stick with that. Here is me not talking about saying goodbye and moving on............I'm really going to miss her though.

Yesterday we went to Watkins Glen, what a beautiful place. We went to the state park which is the home of 19 gorgeous waterfalls. There is also a race track in Watkins Glen, we didn't get a chance to visit that but hope to next time we go down there. God never ceases to amaze me with his beauty and how he places it in everything around us.

Heart shaped pool at the end of one of the falls.

Isn't it amazing!

Today is cleaning day! My whole house is in desperate need of a good clean. I have recruited my sister to help, the deal was I let her sleep in till 10 am this morning and she'd help me clean, pretty good deal if you ask me. It's always nice to have a cleaning buddy. So, I'm off I have a house to clean.

Dancing with Daddy

I love this video. I pray every daddy dances with his daughter like this. It makes me want to cry to see my man, my wonderful amazing husband, the father of my children loving my child, his daughter, our daughter so much. He is already teaching her how a man should treat a women, like a princess, with the utmost respect and care in the world. Because I could not think of a better way to put how I felt I am going to quote my friend Andrea. When I saw this, "I was like a piece of chocolate laying in a sunbeam.... totally melted."

Wanna know what Seth said when the song was over and he put Jericho down. I'm afraid to say it for fear that it will happen and the day will be here before I know it. It is already going to fast. He said that's a video that we can playing at Jericho's wedding before the daddy daughter dance.

It was like he read my mind. As they were dancing I saw Jericho growing up before my eyes. I saw them practicing for her first school dance. Then she was in high school wanting to dance with Seth so she would be ready for prom. Then I pictured Seth and Jericho dancing at her wedding. It reminded me of the Steven Curtis Chapman song Cinderella (the story behind the song is sweet). You should have seen her eyes sparkle today as she danced with Seth. Right now there is only one man that her eyes sparkle like that for.....her daddy. But one day, one day there will be another. Another man. On her wedding day she will be delighted to once again dance with her daddy but her eyes will be watching another, sparkling for another.

Oh be still my beating heart
a wedding is many years away.
Relish in precious moments here and now
don't give your time away.

Because.....

there is nothing cuter than watching my baby girl crawl in her pink skirt

and....

nothing sweeter than getting a little sugar!

Heaven

We just got back from visiting Gideon, it's the 20th. Time really does stop when we are out there, it's wonderful. There was a blanket of stars covering the sky; spreading as far as the eye could see. It was like looking at the ocean only instead of water it was stars. It was...... breathtaking!

Without thinking Seth laid down in the grass. I had no choice but to join him. I'm so glad I did! It felt like heaven (and I don't say that lightly) It couldn't have been any better than it was at that moment. Knowing we had one little one tucked snuggly in bed at home (Tori was with her) and two more looking down on us from above. Nothing else mattered. Life was (is) good. Seth and I each saw a shooting star. One from Grace and one from Gideon. They were letting us know they saw us. Letting us know they were happy. Happy because we are here strong, healthy, growing, full of love and life. Happy because of where they are (they really are in Heaven!) Tell me what could be better?!

Always Adjusting

I'm finding that every few months I'm having to rethink the way I do things. This is mostly due to having a little one undertow. As frustrating as it can be to have to rethink everything, the reason behind it is a welcome one. Having a baby is a constant adjust because they are always changing and so are you.

There was once a time when this type of thinking was welcome but not needed. I remember being home after Gideon died and asking Seth if he wanted to go out. There was no babysitter than needed to be called; no diapers needing to be changed; no nursing that needed to be done; no scheduling that needed to be rearranged for there was no baby. Before we left there was nothing that needed to be done. We were free to do what we wanted. I never thought that kind of freedom would be unwanted. I've found that it is a freedom, even now, that is not missed.
Yesterday as I was thinking about my frustrations, I reminded myself that it a blessing. Having to find out what works for us with a little one at home because it means that we have a little one at home!

Yeah, we'll figure it out and I bet we'll even manage to have a little fun along the way!

My Daddy

See the good looking guy in the picture that's my daddy (I'm the cute one with the pretty bow) He's a really great daddy and I want to tell you about him.

Pretty much he is the bestest daddy in the whole wide world. Don't try to tell me any different because I know the truth. What other daddy spends hours playing on the floor, gives nice warm bubble baths, reads to, sings songs to or many other things. Okay maybe there are a few others daddies that do that but mine is still the best!

Mommy and I have traveled a lot since I've been born. I've learned 2 things from my travels. First, I have the best daddy ever! Second, I don't like when mama and I travel without daddy. I try to be good, I really do, I just miss my daddy so much that sometimes I cry. I think that's why mommy doesn't want to travel without daddy anymore. It's my fault, but if that means that daddy get to come with us from now on, then I'm glad.

Ya wanna know my favorite time that I spend with my daddy? It's when he reads me the Bible to me. I know he doesn't think that I understand it yet, but I do. Some of the words are big and hard to understand but daddy does a good job of explaining them for me. I can't believe how many cool stories there are in the Bible! I hope he reads them all to me! So far my favorite one is about a big wall that God's people marched around and when they shouted to the Lord it fell down. Do you know what one I'm talking about? The other one I really like is about a boy, he was the smallest in his family, God told him to take his army, there were to many in his army so he had to send some home, to go defeat the Midianites. Hey I just realized that the boy and his army shout for the Lord just like they did in the story about the walls that comes down. In both stories when they obey God and shout they defeat the enemy. That is so cool!

I also love all the silly songs that he sing to me. It's especially fun when we get to dance together while we sing. I don't know where my daddy comes up with all these songs but I hope one day I can make up songs as well as you can. I hope he remembers all the words to them so he can teach them to me as I get bigger. Between the silly songs and all the fun games we play sometimes I can't stop giggling. I know mama gets worried because I get laughing so hard, but I just can't help it my daddy is just so much fun! I have the best daddy ever! We just got done celebrating our first Father's Day together. It was nice because I got to tell him how much I love him and how special he is. I'm excited about all the Father's Day's that my daddy and I are going to spend together!

Daddy if you are reading this I'm sorry I haven't said your name yet. It's not that I like mama any better her name is just much easier for me to say. Sometimes when I try to say your name it sounds more like baba. I know you're not a sheep or a bottle. I know your my daddy but like I said it's a hard name for me to say. I'll keep trying though and don't worry I'll get it one day. But for now can I keep calling you baba?
p.s. I love you to the moon & back!

Rough morning but ready to rejoice

We had a rough start to our morning, Jericho and I. If you couldn't tell from the previous post I'm getting over mastitis, for the 4th time. Please be praying for me. This morning as I was feeding Jericho the other side, side that I don't have mastitis in, started to hurt and feel as if something might be brewing there. I'm really getting sick of the whole mastitis thing. I would really like to bre*stfeed Jericho at least until she is a year old if not longer but I'm starting to get a little discouraged. I really don't understand why I keep getting mastitis.

The fat lip Jericho got the other day is not completely healed. So far she has hit it on something twice already today. Both times it started bleeding all over again. It didn't help that this incidences happened within 10 minutes of each other. Jericho normally has dirty diaper in the morning but today she decided to have 2 within 30 minutes of each other. Not a big deal but it just adds to the annoyance of the morning. Plus, she has become an unhappy diaper changer. She used to love getting her diaper changed but these days there is to much to see, to much to do, no time for sitting still for a diaper change. She pretty much hates it and throw a fit almost every time I lay her down. I'm not even feeling guilty that Jericho was only up for 2 hours before I put her down for her first nap this morning. If she wouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly, it took her about 10 seconds, I might have. It seemed obvious that we both needed a break. It's only 9:30am and it's already been a long morning for both of us.

It's mornings like these that I need a reminder to rejoice.

So, today I leave you with a reminder.

A very simple reminder.

Psalm 118:24

"This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it."

Go Away!

Normally I like visitors, but you I do not.

Please do not come to visit me any more.

I don't not like when you come.

You are not welcome!

It is not fun for anyone.

Not for the baby,

not for the husband,

and especially not for me.

I cannot think straight when you are around.

Chilled in your presence is putting it lightly.

My whole body aches at the thought of you.

The headache you cause me is unbearable.

The fever you bring is not much better,

and the pain you cause, ohhh the pain, it is agonizing.

It should not hurt when I try to nourish my child but with you, it does.

I am not playing this game with you anymore!

I will be mean if I have too.

It seems like that is my only choice.

I've tried asking nicely and you just don't get it.

The first time I didn't know any better.

Even the second time I could handle.

The third time around I thought we were done, ya know the whole 3rd times the charm thing.

But this, the fourth time, this is ridiculous!

Mastitis - GO AWAY and NEVER EVER COME BACK!

You are IMMENSELY UNWELCOME in this house!

and that is all I have to say to you.

It's Life Changing

My life will never be the same. Days of setting my sweet baby girl on the floor and her staying are no more. Gone are the times when I could run down stairs and throw a load of laundry in while Jericho sits on the rug upstairs, no more will I be able to go to the bathroom without wondering what she is getting into, leaving a room without her is like playing with fire - a very dangerous thing indeed. Yes, I'm pretty sure I've kissed my simple life goodbye because....

Jericho is crawling.

Oh how crawling changes things. My house is not baby proof for a crawler.....yet. I thought I was ready for her to be mobile - I'm finding that I'm not. To bad, it doesn't matter, ready or not here she comes. At least she is giving me some warning.

In our house there is one big area rug, besides that the floors are hardwood or tile. They are bare. Jericho loves that they are bare. With every crawling movement she makes on the bare floors she must pat her hand down as hard as she can, she must make as much noise as she can, she must. This lets mommy know where Jericho is and where she is going, which is a must, so mommy welcomes and enjoys this little game she plays.

With each new stage that Jericho grows into her personality comes out that much more. I'm quickly realizing that Jericho is a "I'll do it in my own timing" kind of girl. Have you ever read the book Ruby in Her Own Time it's a cute book, there are 2 or 3 more in the little series, I need to get it for Jericho because that is how she rolls - in her own time. There are things that I know she can do she is just choosing not to. I'm am learning how to parent a child like this. It's interesting to say the least. I think the hardest part for me is the waiting. Waiting for her to decide that she is ready to do something. Instead of being frustrated I'm learning to enjoy that she is happy and content. It is, after all, biblical to be content. What is nice about her personality is that once she does something it's as if she has been doing it all along without much effort. I'm amazed at how quickly she has caught on to crawling but then again she did the same thing with rolling over, waving and anything else she's tried, she makes it look easy once she tries it.

I enjoyed the old stage we were at but I am realizing that I love the one we just entered. Jericho has always been a happy baby. Now that she can get to what she wants when she wants she's even happier. When Jericho is crawling she giggles with glee wherever she is going. I relish in the sound! She will throw things just so she can crawl to them. I think she is enjoying this new stage as much as I am.

Oh one more thing, if you are a mom of a little one that crawled at 6 months I give you props. I've greatly enjoyed those extra 3 months of putting Jericho down knowing that she wasn't going to go anywhere.

There was blood

It was beautiful out and we had a wonderful day on the water. Seth installs water trampolines at a near by lake and today Jericho and I tagged along as he did some advertising, bird repelling and hole patching.

The birds like to use the tramps as target practice, if ya know what I mean. So we had to attach a device to scare them away and one of the tramps that Seth put in got a hole in it, 8 holes actually, but he was able to find them quickly and get them patched up so the tramp could be used again. If you have a water tramp and need it installed I know a guy, email me!


It was hot but we were able to ride in the car long enough to cool off in the air and when we were on the water there was a nice breeze to keep us cool. This was a blessing because I wasn't sure how Jericho would do with the heat. As always she did great and was a delight all day!

Before the accident

Although it wasn't all fun and games. Jericho had a little accident. We were on the dock and she started crawling to me, I had bread, the girl loves bread. She was sitting on a blanket and her chubby little arm got stuck in it. Before I knew what was happening she did a nose dive right into the dock. She started screaming. I'm one of those moms that starts telling her child that she is fine the minute she starts crying, this time was no different. But this time was different because as I pick her up to calm her down I saw it, blood.

After with a fat lip

I think my heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. Jericho had hit her lip and it was bleeding. Because the blood was coming from her mouth I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't have any thing to wipe it off with. I didn't have any ice to put on it. What did I have? As I surveyed the goods sitting around me I noticed a water bottle, she loves water bottles. I could check her boo boo and make her happy at the same time, this was perfect. I poured a little water on her swelling lip to see that the bleeding had slowed. Jericho had already stopped crying at this point and was actually all smiles because she was getting to play with the water bottle. She was going to be okay. She does have a fat lip and a bruise on her chin but she doesn't seem to notice either. She's a tough little cookie. This was not Jericho's first boo boo, but it was the first with blood and we survived.

Ready to head home after after a good, but eventful, day.

A little surprise for someone who is Not a girlie girl

I am not what you would call a girlie girl. Do you know the type of girl I'm talking about? I know you do. I'm sure you are picturing someone in your head now. Please understand that there is absolutely nothing wrong with being a girlie girl. In fact some of my closest friends are girlie girls. I'm picturing them now and it makes me giggle because I love how girlie they are. The fact is that I am just not one of these types of girls but there is nothing wrong with that either.

My roommate in college was a girlie girl. She was always trying to get me to be more girlie while I was always trying to get to not be, well not so girlie. I dared her to go classes for a whole week without wearing any make up. She asked if she could at least wear mascara (please note that this is the only type of make up I wear on a regular basis) and since I let her do that I think she survived the week. Me on the other hand, if I were dared to wear make up for a whole week of classes that would be a challenge.

Since I'm not a girlie girl flowers, cards and nice dinners are not the way to my heart. Honestly if Seth brought me home a bouquet of a dozen roses my first thought would probably be how much did he spend on these flower that are going to die in a few days. I know it's horrible but it's the truth. It's not that I don't like flowers, I think they are beautiful, I just don't see a point in spending money on them. If you're going to get me flowers pull over on the side of the road and get some pretty wild flours that don't cost anything. If you are going to spend money on me get me something I will use on a regular basis.

So, last night Seth called and said he had a surprise for me (he knows to warn me about surprises because I'm not very fond of them) As he was at the store waiting for the oil in the car to be changed he bought me something.


A garlic press and a peeler. (the black thing in the middle is to clean the garlic press - BONUS!) Oh how this man knows me. These are 2 things that I have done without for a long time now but 2 things that I will use on a regular basis. Things that will make my life, okay maybe not my life but dinner, a little easier. These are the type of things that I don't mind being surprised by.

*Thanks Babe!*

Just turn around

You would think that after taking Jericho to the pediatrician for her well baby check ups for the last 9 months I would know how to get there.

It sure didn't seem like I did.

But turns out that I did know where I was going, I just have to make sure I turn the right way off the exit otherwise it seems like I am completely lost and going the wrong way when really all had to do is turn around.

Wordless Wednesday With a Twist - Uniform

I've decided to participate in Adventures of an American Mum's wordless wednesday with a twist fotofest and this weeks theme is uniform. If you want to join or vote for your favorite head over here.






I know not all of you are football fans like myself so in case you are wondering Jericho is in a pink Brett Favre Green Bay Packer jersey, which is part of a football uniform, only I'm pretty sure the guys don't wear pink ones, that would look pretty funny.

Come On Over

I noticed something the other day. I actually want to have people over to my house. I know that sounds horrible. You may be wondering why I didn't want to have people over before. Let me explain. When I married Seth I got the sense that we would be the type to always have people over to our house whether they were old or young. Our house would always be full of friends and food and lots of fun (wow to many f's sorry about that but I couldn't help it). So over the course of our almost 4 years of marriage there have been countless times that I have wondered why I have had absolutely no desire what-so-ever to have anyone into my home. Don't get me wrong we've had friends over but they have been few and far between. As I have thought about why I haven't wanted people to come over there are a few reasons that come to mind. The main one being that my home has been my safe haven. A place of refuge that I was not willing to share with anyone except my husband. I wasn't ready for others to see some Gideon's things but I wasn't ready to pack them away either. I wanted my safe haven to be mine I couldn't share it. I wouldn't share it. I wasn't ready.

This last year I think I would have been ready except I got to welcome a beautiful baby girl into this world and everyone knows how that goes. It takes a few months to get adjusted to having a new baby at home whether it's your 1st or your 6th, it's an adjustment.

Over the course of the last 4 years the Lord has done a lot or revealing and healing of my heart. And so for the first time the other day I noticed that we've had more people over in the last 6 weeks than we have the 4 years before that. I must admit I have greatly enjoyed it. Saturday we had friends over; we talked, played football in the side yard, ate good food and played nerts (the best card game ever). It was so much fun! I think the tides have turned and the Lord is opening some new doors that have been fun to run through. So, if you live in the area and have some extra time on your hands come on over!

What do you do

when your daughter learns how to sit up in her crib but can't figure out how to get herself back down. It's okay if it's at the end of a nap

but it's not so good when it happens before bed

It's really not good when mommy decides to lay that sleeping baby on her back because sleeping like that can't be comfortable and that sleeping baby wakes up and cries for another hour plus.


This was my night. Jericho cries then screams. I peek in to see if she is sitting up. She is. I lay her down. She screams some more. I let her for awhile. Then I check on her again. Again she is sitting up. Again I go in and lay her down. Again she screams. I was like that for about 2 hours. It's been like this all week. My sweet baby girl who usually only takes minutes to fall asleep is taking 2+ hours and I don't know what to do.