Thursday, April 19, 2018

So God Made a Babysitter...



This week has dealt us a hand that we never expected but that is how life works because in the end we don’t control it. I have been a terrible blogger and this was not the blog I wanted to make my “comeback” with but to me blogging is a type of therapy. And in addition to it helping me I wanted to honor my dear friend. We unexpectedly lost our babysitter this week, she has been a consistent friend and caregiver in our lives for the past six years. She took Charlot when she was barely two and hasn’t stopped loving us since. She was the one to wipe my tears and calm my fears that I could love enough for another baby. She was a constant servant of others. I can almost guarantee you as she was following her Lord home her thoughts weren’t on herself they were on her family and her “kids” she was, I’m certain worried who was going to love them the way she does. And the answer to that is no one there will never be another you my dear Telpha, I love you and miss you so very much.

Last night as I lay in bed trying desperately to go find calm and go to sleep my thoughts were swirling everywhere. And they just kept coming back to all Telpha did for us. Then for some reason the Paul Harvey speech “so God made a Farmer” came into my head. I remembered that when my dear Papa passed away I found comfort in that speech in knowing that he lived a life that served his love of what the Lord provides. As I laid there I kept thinking about how Telpha also served what the Lord provides through her work of loving God’s children.
Here’s what well after bedtime thoughts bring to me.

And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise for his children and said, "I need a caretaker"

-- so God made a Babysitter.

God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, welcome sleepy babies, work all day in the home, kiss babies goodbye, fix supper, then go to and stay past midnight at a meeting planning bible school"

-- so God made a Babysitter.

"I need somebody with arms strong enough to carry a toddler and yet gentle enough to wipe away tears; somebody to hold hands, tame a fussy baby, finish the day hungry, have to wait lunch until all the kids are down for a nap, then answer the phone call of a concerned parent and tell them to call anytime-- and mean it"

-- so God made a Babysitter.

God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a child because a parent had an emergency, and watch him cry then dry his eyes and say, 'Mommy’s ok.' I need somebody who can shape manners from an unruly child, make a snowman from a milk jug, who can make a flowerpot appear like art with a child’s hand prints; who, planting time and harvest season, will finish her forty-hour week by Tuesday noon because mommies and daddies are in the field, and then pain’n from dish back,' put in another seventy-two hours"

-- so God made a Babysitter.

God had to have somebody willing to run back in the house one more time at double speed to get to the potty and yet stop and give a hug when the ought OH’s happen and they didn’t quite make it.

-- so God made a Babysitter.

God said, "I need somebody strong enough to teach right from wrong, yet gentle enough to wipe noses and tie shoes and tend the bright eyes of a newborn, who will stop her day for an hour to sing a song with a sad three year old."

It had to be somebody who’d love hard and pray often and not cut corners; somebody to cook, clean, feed, dry and change and wipe and dress and rock and tie the shoes and thaw the milk and replenish the snack supply and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church; somebody who would become part of a family with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when a child says “I’ll just stay here.”

-- so God made a Babysitter.

To Telpha’s family, her husband Wayne and her children sorry isn’t near enough but please know that she was loved so much and every child who stepped through her door became her child. Thank you for sharing her with us.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Happy 1st Birthday Conrad



Happiest of birthday's to my little buddy/momma's boy Mr. Conrad. I can hardly believe that it has been a year since we laid eyes on each other and frankly we haven't separated much since. You have taught me that my heart could double in size once again and that the love I have will grow more more each day. You have also taught me that Charlot was a cake walk you may cause me to have a heart attack one day with your fear of NOTHING! But seriously little guy I wouldn't have you any other way. Just look at your face you look at life like no other and see it then charge right through.


I sure am glad that the good Lord decided it was in my best interest to make me your mom. I have loved every minute of it I smile all the time for you buddy. As we grow together we are sure to fight and get frustrated but remember always that momma loves you no matter what and that you truly are a Gift to everyone around you.

On a side note check those pretty flowers out they are at my home yes that's right Charlot and I planted each and everyone! Pollinating season is coming so this is probably the best they will look all year!


   What else can I say HAPPY BIRTHDAY CONRAD, thanks for joining our crazy Daddy, Momma and Charlot love you so much! Now let's go spend your night watching your sister play softball.

I will post pictures from his Baseball party soon!

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

11 Months


Since this little sliver of Heaven will be turning one later this week I have finally decided to post his 11 month pictures, which were taken right when he turned 11 months, I just couldn't bring myself to post them and see how truly big he is! This boy is so very happy and such a joy to our lives. He is cutting more teeth (everyday it seems), has learned to patty cake, blow kissed, says mama, dada, bye bye, hi, and ought oh.

Just look at that ornery grin we are in so much trouble with this one! He has no fear of anything and will go wherever he thinks he can get without getting into trouble.



I try to do a picture with the two of them each month, this one wasn't super great as she had just fallen off her bike and he was determined he was going to remove her hand from his belly. 

Mr. Conrad you are such a blessing that drives me to the crazy point each and everyday but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love that you are a momma's boy but you could share you love with just a few others every now and then. Thanks for challenging me and a better mom for both you and your sister!
     

Friday, May 26, 2017

Favorite photos from Disney


Minnie's Beach Bash Breakfast at Cape May Cafe

Some of you may not know and some of you do but we took a little vacation last week, little HA! We road-tripped it to Orlando Florida with a stop off in Atlanta, to see the happiest place on Earth! Yes I have drank the Disney koolaid and I fell in love, already planning our next trip!!!

Ok I must be honest with you I did choose favorite photos from our DISNEY vacation but...these are not all of my favorites! I'm pretty sure every picture is my favorite. I plan to do several more posts about Disney over the next few weeks like...recaping each day, road trip survival, what to pack in your backpack for Disney, and how to plan a Disney vacation and not completely feel overwhelmed.

But for today I will leave you with these pictures! And I will say this trip was so amazing and refreshing for our little family! Happy Memorial Day Weekend ya'll!!!  

Seeing the Castle we both were like little kids in a candy store

Just to sweet to not share

Riding Dumbo

Enjoying a treat at Animal Kingdom after the Safari 


The Rivers of Light show at Animal Kingdom


Heading into Epcot during the International Flower and Garden Festival

Dreams coming true

Meeting Princess Aurora and several other during dinner at Akershus

Enjoying the fireworks on our final night

Monday, May 1, 2017

Being their Bible...


Today our church hosted it’s second SOS Sunday (service outside the sanctuary), where we spend most of our normal worship times serving others through many different avenues. Before we head out to serve we do have a short worship service with a quick message from our minister and today’s message really spoke to me. He made it a point to say several times that today I may be the only Bible a person will read. This really hit me hard was I truly living like a walking talking Bible, I mean most know that I attend church weekly and have a strong relationship with the Lord but am I showing what it truly means to be a Christian. Honestly Probably NOT.

As I sat there in that pew truly hearing what he was saying I made a vow to myself that I was going to change that. I may not be better every day but I was making this a priority starting today. And this week I would make this a focus as well. He closed his message and we headed out to do our work. I am in charge of the freezer meal portion of this day we successfully sent out many meals to several elderly individuals in our church. Meals that I pray will make their lives a little easier. Once the work was done the hubs helped me load everything up I needed to take home and he headed out to work on a mower while I headed to Walmart. I truly felt refreshed and refocused on living my life a little better.

Then life happened. I had a nice afternoon with the kids, cleaned, played, cleaned, did a little cooking for dinner with my in-laws, cleaned, baked with Charlot. It was nice. The hubs came home earlier than I had expected him, always a good thing, to start the grill for supper. He then tells me that he needs to run out and check the cows, I feel myself getting frustrated with him. He heads out to check and it takes much longer than I anticipated (he as well I’m sure), the sides I have prepared are waiting, the kids are getting hungry/fussy, I getting frustrated, supper is much later than we normally eat. By this point I can feel myself getting cold and short with the hubs. After supper is cleaned up, bathes are given, bedtime has happened, both kids are in bed. I am just down right unhappy. He and I both sit down for basically the first time all night it’s late we are both tired. He asks if I am ok and I just unload all the questions about why he was late, why he didn’t do this or that or whatever. Way more than I should have but I just couldn’t seem to stop. He said he was sorry, I said I know and I headed to bed.

I laid there unable to sleep still hearing my ministers message in my head, you may be the only bible someone reads today, I was ready to start my week with this focus. Then it hit me this isn’t just for the people outside of my home…I have two pairs of very young eyes that watch every move I make and can tell when mommy is frustrated. If I want them to love the Lord with all their hearts and lead their lives in a way that shows it, I cannot have the do as I say don’t do as I do attitude. I can’t just be the bible outside of our house I have to be that at home as well, they read me more than they read anything else. Even in the moments of frustration I have to try to show patience, kindness and understanding. In the moments of heartache, I have to show them strength. In the moments of joy and celebration I have to show them humility and happiness. Will I be perfect; no. Will I stumble will I even fall; of course. But if I don’t the rest of the world isn’t out there doing it for me.

So why open my book today for you guys. Being a wife and a mother is the biggest blessing the Lord has bestowed upon me and I am determined to show each day how thankful I am for this. I have the most important job in the world in teaching my children to be the best people they can be. But that starts with me. I guess for me my biggest reason is I need to be real I need to put this out there I need to express my feeling and I need others to know I will struggle but I am doing my best. I want other wife’s and moms to see this to feel this to know it is ok to have to shake it off, restart, and refocus because those little eyes are watching and reading the bible you are showing them.


Thanks for listening and I hope each of you can take something from this. And this morning I woke the hubs up early (I know he was happy) to say I was sorry for being short, and playing the blame game. That I wanted to be better not just for me but for him and our two little stinks. He answered you are better each day. There are many reasons I love this man.