Tomorrow, December 11th, marks a year since my sweet sister-in-law, Erika, went home to be with Jesus. The memories of the events leading up to her death are like a movie rolling through my mind. All the phone calls, texts and trips to the cities to be with her seem like yesterday. I will never forget THAT day when they told us she wasn't going to make it or being by her bedside as she took her last breath. I will never forget God's peace that covered us all & the stillness in her hospital room. I will never forget the worship music playing or the grief & sadness that we felt, and the tears that were shed. Nothing prepares you for that experience or the experiences that follow loosing a loved one.
2013 will go down in my book as the toughest year of my life. Experiencing everyone & myself grieve was nothing short of an emotional roller coaster. There were times in my marriage when I asked myself if this is how it was always going to be and can I handle it? There were times when I needed to step away from relationships cause it was too much to handle. There were times that I was angry, sad, & numb. There were & will always be times when I wished Erika was still here to do things with me.
I miss shopping with her. I miss going to coffee with her. I miss working out with her. I miss doing Bible studies with her. I miss dreaming about our future of our boys together. I miss spending time with her at the cabin. I miss her cooking. I miss her walk. I miss hearing about the latest trends from her. I miss planning vacations together. I miss her voice. I miss watching her be a mom. I miss seeing her next to Sam.
2013 not only brought on the grief of loosing Erika, but I also had a very close loved one who was suffering from severe anxiety and depression. At times that loved one couldn't be left alone and was barely functional. They were hospitalized on numerous occasions and at one point was on the verge of death. The last couple months this loved one has made great strides and has taken control of their life again--Praise the Lord!
As I sit here in front of my Christmas tree and reflect on all that I have walked through I am in awe of how God has carried me every step of the way. He has placed strategical people in my life to love & support me. He has TRULY given me a peace that has passed all understanding. If I didn't have him in my life I think I could have been admitted somewhere or should had been on major meds. God has whispered that its going to be OK and that things are going to change; and he was right. I am constantly reminded to keep my eyes fixed on HIM and am so thankful for his love, sovereignty, and grace. I'm so thankful for the power of prayer and for HIS word.
With a new year around the corner also brings a new season. Sam and my nephews, Ben & Jake are moving to Maple Grove next week. I have gone through a plethora of feelings when I received the news. I felt like I was grieving again; loosing them. I have come to peace with this and ultimately want the best for them. I'm excited for Sam to have a fresh start and for their future. I can't promise you that I'm not going to pray them back to Alexandria, but for now it's going to be OK. Our boys are so close; they are almost like brothers. I will miss seeing them a few times each week and having my "auntie stamp" on them, but they are only an hour and a half down Highway 94.
Despite all of the negative things that I have walked through this last year I still have reason to celebrate! One being the birth of our son, Blake Alexander. He is the sweetest little boy I know. His disposition is so chill and his smile lights up the room. There have been many times when I felt like my world was caving in. I would look over at him and he would give me the biggest, drooliest smile. He exudes joy! He also has the best thighs in the world, who knew cellulite could be so cute?! He is by far my biggest baby. At 7 months he was starting to wear 18 month clothing. He is weighing in at 23.5 lbs--almost off the charts! I have been so blessed by him and the way that my older two boys adore him!
Another thing to celebrate is my health! In August I started with a natural, whole foods health supplement company and was able to loose my baby weight, not be addicted to caffeine (Caribou & Diet Coke) anymore, gain incredible energy, build lean muscle and fill in my nutritional gaps. When I initially started on the products it was for weight loss and energy, but now its more then that. Loosing my Dad, Josh's Grandma, & Erika all in 16 months has made me realize the importance of health. In today's world eating clean & working out are not enough. I will admit, I would had rather bought a new shirt then pay for health supplements, but I now understand the importance of them. The days that I forget to take them I feel sluggish & tired and usually end up making poor food choices. I also have been able to meet some incredible individuals in the company that are passionate about helping others get healthy and succeed! The company has also helped our family financially. Financial responsibilities always come up out of the blue and thanks to this company it has helped off set those costs. This company also allows me to do some of my passions--helping others and fitness!
My latest celebration is that my little sister, Kourtney had her first baby, Holden Matthew on Monday, December 2nd. I'm so proud of her and Adam! They are going to be amazing parents! I'm so excited to be an auntie again, he is perfect! I find it so ironic that there are only boy grandchildren on both sides--God sure does have a sense of humor!
This is the first December in the past two years that I'm finally excited about the winter/Christmas season. Life is starting to feel normal again. Relationships are being restored, healing has taken place in people's hearts, my marriage feels stronger then ever, my children are thriving and life feels good. Memories of Erika will never go away, nor will the void in my life, but all of the firsts are over. I'm excited for a fresh start in 2014. It won't be a year tattooed with tragedy and loss.
I wish you all a very Merry Christmas, from the bottom of my heart! Remember not to fret the small things, look for the beauty in everything, find the gold in everyone AND most importantly fix your mind & eyes on HIM. Jesus is the reason for this Christmas season.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Sunday, August 4, 2013
a symbolic weekend
Hello Sweet Friends!
I can't believe it's been since December since my last entry. The past 8ish months have felt like I an emotional roller coaster that I can't get off. Grief is such a complex emotion. It's an emotion that looks and reacts differently to everyone. I can attest to this because everyone in our family has handled the loss of Erika differently. Thankfully there is no right or wrong was to grieve, I'm just thankful that we are. Professionals say if you don't grieve right away you will later on in life. The later on in life can be more messy then the now.
This past weekend Josh & I had a weekend away and stayed in Deerwood, MN to mountain bike Cuyuna State Recreational Area. We had heard about this park last year and had read that the trails were in a league of their own; they are nationally ranked! Who knew we had a gem so close to home? We biked Friday night and Saturday afternoon and it was an amazing experience!!
As I was out on the trails white knuckled, heart racing, not always knowing what to anticipate what was around the corner I had an epiphany. These trails were a metaphor of what the past two years of my life has been. At times life has been an uphill battle with many bumps in the road. Life has felt out of control and overwhelming. There were many different paths to take, but if I misread the map I would get off course. Just like in life, I have choices to make to stay on the right path, when I try to do life my own way I get off course. Through it all Jesus was there to hold me, to pour his love out on me. He met me where I was at every time. He rejoiced when I rejoiced and cried when I cried. On those trails all I could do was trust. I had to trust in my abilities and trust that the Lord will protect me.
Mountain biking I had to keep my eyes fixed on what was ahead, if I didn't I could crash (and I did) or fall off the side of the cliff (I almost did). That too is symbolic of the last year. My eyes have never been so fixed on HIM, I knew that if I didn't fully rely on him for everything that life could get messy. I knew that I needed to reach for the sword, the Word of God, to use that to protect and help heal our family.
Cuyuna was absolutely beautiful. We remembered to "stop and smell the roses" and took in some breath-taking scenes. These moments, too, were part of my epiphany. Even though we have been grieving we also have had reason to celebrate; to relish in the moment. The birth of our third son, Blake Alexander, happened, our boys have reached new milestones in their lives, my sister, Eva, got married and summer has happened!
This weekend has felt healing. I love it when moments like this happen and I least expect it. It was so fun to spend time with my husband and to be able to be outside in God's nature!
I can't believe it's been since December since my last entry. The past 8ish months have felt like I an emotional roller coaster that I can't get off. Grief is such a complex emotion. It's an emotion that looks and reacts differently to everyone. I can attest to this because everyone in our family has handled the loss of Erika differently. Thankfully there is no right or wrong was to grieve, I'm just thankful that we are. Professionals say if you don't grieve right away you will later on in life. The later on in life can be more messy then the now.
This past weekend Josh & I had a weekend away and stayed in Deerwood, MN to mountain bike Cuyuna State Recreational Area. We had heard about this park last year and had read that the trails were in a league of their own; they are nationally ranked! Who knew we had a gem so close to home? We biked Friday night and Saturday afternoon and it was an amazing experience!!
As I was out on the trails white knuckled, heart racing, not always knowing what to anticipate what was around the corner I had an epiphany. These trails were a metaphor of what the past two years of my life has been. At times life has been an uphill battle with many bumps in the road. Life has felt out of control and overwhelming. There were many different paths to take, but if I misread the map I would get off course. Just like in life, I have choices to make to stay on the right path, when I try to do life my own way I get off course. Through it all Jesus was there to hold me, to pour his love out on me. He met me where I was at every time. He rejoiced when I rejoiced and cried when I cried. On those trails all I could do was trust. I had to trust in my abilities and trust that the Lord will protect me.
Mountain biking I had to keep my eyes fixed on what was ahead, if I didn't I could crash (and I did) or fall off the side of the cliff (I almost did). That too is symbolic of the last year. My eyes have never been so fixed on HIM, I knew that if I didn't fully rely on him for everything that life could get messy. I knew that I needed to reach for the sword, the Word of God, to use that to protect and help heal our family.
Cuyuna was absolutely beautiful. We remembered to "stop and smell the roses" and took in some breath-taking scenes. These moments, too, were part of my epiphany. Even though we have been grieving we also have had reason to celebrate; to relish in the moment. The birth of our third son, Blake Alexander, happened, our boys have reached new milestones in their lives, my sister, Eva, got married and summer has happened!
This weekend has felt healing. I love it when moments like this happen and I least expect it. It was so fun to spend time with my husband and to be able to be outside in God's nature!
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
A Tribute to Erika
Lives changed, hearts transformed, souls won over for Jesus & life put into perspective is what Erika's legacy has left us with.
It was a week, today, that I was at the hospital watching the doctor's do everything in their power to restore Erika's health.
It was a week, today, that we watched the medical staff walk out of her room, one by one, with tears streaming down their face delivering the news that her fight was over.
It was a week, today, that we spent two hours with her waiting for the paralytic medications to wear off, so they could remove her ventilator. We spent that time worshiping our Lord and Savior, holding her, telling her how much we loved her and how proud we were of her. We told her that it was OK to stop fighting and that she could go Home now. We told her that we would take care of her babies, and Sam too.
It was a week, today, that they were finally able to take her ventilator out. The forty minutes that Erika lived without it felt like a flash before my eyes. I never gave up hope that God could have a Lazarus moment--heal her body or raise her from the dead. As we watched her heart rate slowly decline we clung on a little tighter to her body, not quite ready to let her go. Finally at 3:25PM, her heart beat for one last time and she made her grand entrance into Heaven. Our bodies really are just a home for our spirit, as soon as she was gone, her body looked immediately lifeless.
Throughout Erika's journey with Leukemia and pneumonia there was an undeniable peace in any room that she housed. I can look back on the last nine months and say that the Lord never left our side. He strategically placed people in our lives and even allowed us to witness a few miracles. Erika's life has not only changed our family's, for the better, but 100s of other people.
I was planning on sharing some memories of Erika at her funeral, but I couldn't mustard up the words or would have I been able to contain my composure. So, I wanted to share with you today what my sweet sister-in-law meant to me.
The first time I met Erika was in February of 2003. Josh and I had only been dating for a few months and we were spending the weekend with her & Sam in Chanhassen. Josh & I were attending college in Fargo, so we didn't get to her house until late. Being the great hostess that she was, she whipped up the most amazing Fettuccine Alfredo. Josh & I still talk about it. It was a great weekend getting to know her.
Some of my favorite memories with Erika are going to hip hop dance classes at LifeTime Fitness on Sunday night's, reliving our glory days! (When they lived in the cities). Working out together--going to Carlos State Park and walking the trails, taking our boys on walks, mountain biking and running.
We both loved to shop, I learned a lot from her and was always in awe of the deals she would find and the amount of bags she would bring home. We would say that the Lord knew we needed to be sister-in-laws because we were the exact same size---pants, tops and shoes!! Erika had one of the most giving hearts, she was always giving me her handy-me downs and I was always so thankful. It was fun to be able to share. She would call me when she would get home from a shopping trip and tell me to come over so I could see all of her new treasures! I am really going to miss that. Husband's don't get as excited, nor do they appreciate our fashion shows!
Saturday mornings were typically spent at Caribou Coffee. Mary, Erika & I would spend hours there sharing our hearts, laughing and just enjoying each other's company. As the years went on, our little boys would join us. Sometimes we would spend all morning there, then head to Doolittle's to get our favorite salads and spur the economy at the shops downtown.
When Erika's heart was hurting she was still able to love to the fullest. Josh & I were able to conceive very easily and that was not Erika's experience. I remember when I first found out I was pregnant with Logan, I was really nervous to tell her because I knew of all of the heart ache and procedures she was going through. When I told her she was so excited and never let on too being jealous. She was so gracious to us, hosted a baby shower for us and shared in our excitement and joy. When Logan arrived she would come over to the house a few times a week after work so she could spend time with him. Logan & her had a very special bond. Only auntie Kaka could fix his hurts and her snacks were the very best!
Erika and I were excited to be mom's to our boys. We had fun dreaming about what it would be like when they all got a little older. We both wanted our boys to be close--not just cousins, but best friends. We talked about taking our kids on vacations together, we wanted them to play all of the same sports and we loved dressing them up like "little men!" We wanted to raise our boys to have hearts after our Heavenly Father, to be respectful, hard working, wise, honest, trustworthy and kind. Erika & I always talked about adopting "little Erika's!"
Erika was someone I could trust. I knew I could confide in her and that she would give me honest feedback. I knew she would always be there for me and that she had my back! Erika was one of my prayer warriors!
I loved watching Erika in the kitchen. She was a gourmet cook! I was in awe with her taste buds and how she could throw together a delicious meal at any given moment. She made sure you never left their house hungry!
Life will never be the same without her. I hope to continue to carry out her legacy of telling other's about Jesus. To let her little boys know what kind of women she was and how much she loved them. The last nine months have been grueling to walk through, but they have been life changing--for the better! Erika was not just beautiful on the outside, but the inside as well. Erika's legacy will never be forgotten!
It was a week, today, that I was at the hospital watching the doctor's do everything in their power to restore Erika's health.
It was a week, today, that we watched the medical staff walk out of her room, one by one, with tears streaming down their face delivering the news that her fight was over.
It was a week, today, that we spent two hours with her waiting for the paralytic medications to wear off, so they could remove her ventilator. We spent that time worshiping our Lord and Savior, holding her, telling her how much we loved her and how proud we were of her. We told her that it was OK to stop fighting and that she could go Home now. We told her that we would take care of her babies, and Sam too.
It was a week, today, that they were finally able to take her ventilator out. The forty minutes that Erika lived without it felt like a flash before my eyes. I never gave up hope that God could have a Lazarus moment--heal her body or raise her from the dead. As we watched her heart rate slowly decline we clung on a little tighter to her body, not quite ready to let her go. Finally at 3:25PM, her heart beat for one last time and she made her grand entrance into Heaven. Our bodies really are just a home for our spirit, as soon as she was gone, her body looked immediately lifeless.
Throughout Erika's journey with Leukemia and pneumonia there was an undeniable peace in any room that she housed. I can look back on the last nine months and say that the Lord never left our side. He strategically placed people in our lives and even allowed us to witness a few miracles. Erika's life has not only changed our family's, for the better, but 100s of other people.
I was planning on sharing some memories of Erika at her funeral, but I couldn't mustard up the words or would have I been able to contain my composure. So, I wanted to share with you today what my sweet sister-in-law meant to me.
The first time I met Erika was in February of 2003. Josh and I had only been dating for a few months and we were spending the weekend with her & Sam in Chanhassen. Josh & I were attending college in Fargo, so we didn't get to her house until late. Being the great hostess that she was, she whipped up the most amazing Fettuccine Alfredo. Josh & I still talk about it. It was a great weekend getting to know her.
Some of my favorite memories with Erika are going to hip hop dance classes at LifeTime Fitness on Sunday night's, reliving our glory days! (When they lived in the cities). Working out together--going to Carlos State Park and walking the trails, taking our boys on walks, mountain biking and running.
We both loved to shop, I learned a lot from her and was always in awe of the deals she would find and the amount of bags she would bring home. We would say that the Lord knew we needed to be sister-in-laws because we were the exact same size---pants, tops and shoes!! Erika had one of the most giving hearts, she was always giving me her handy-me downs and I was always so thankful. It was fun to be able to share. She would call me when she would get home from a shopping trip and tell me to come over so I could see all of her new treasures! I am really going to miss that. Husband's don't get as excited, nor do they appreciate our fashion shows!
Saturday mornings were typically spent at Caribou Coffee. Mary, Erika & I would spend hours there sharing our hearts, laughing and just enjoying each other's company. As the years went on, our little boys would join us. Sometimes we would spend all morning there, then head to Doolittle's to get our favorite salads and spur the economy at the shops downtown.
When Erika's heart was hurting she was still able to love to the fullest. Josh & I were able to conceive very easily and that was not Erika's experience. I remember when I first found out I was pregnant with Logan, I was really nervous to tell her because I knew of all of the heart ache and procedures she was going through. When I told her she was so excited and never let on too being jealous. She was so gracious to us, hosted a baby shower for us and shared in our excitement and joy. When Logan arrived she would come over to the house a few times a week after work so she could spend time with him. Logan & her had a very special bond. Only auntie Kaka could fix his hurts and her snacks were the very best!
Erika and I were excited to be mom's to our boys. We had fun dreaming about what it would be like when they all got a little older. We both wanted our boys to be close--not just cousins, but best friends. We talked about taking our kids on vacations together, we wanted them to play all of the same sports and we loved dressing them up like "little men!" We wanted to raise our boys to have hearts after our Heavenly Father, to be respectful, hard working, wise, honest, trustworthy and kind. Erika & I always talked about adopting "little Erika's!"
Erika was someone I could trust. I knew I could confide in her and that she would give me honest feedback. I knew she would always be there for me and that she had my back! Erika was one of my prayer warriors!
I loved watching Erika in the kitchen. She was a gourmet cook! I was in awe with her taste buds and how she could throw together a delicious meal at any given moment. She made sure you never left their house hungry!
Life will never be the same without her. I hope to continue to carry out her legacy of telling other's about Jesus. To let her little boys know what kind of women she was and how much she loved them. The last nine months have been grueling to walk through, but they have been life changing--for the better! Erika was not just beautiful on the outside, but the inside as well. Erika's legacy will never be forgotten!
Monday, November 12, 2012
Boy or Girl?
Today is the day that we were able to confirm what the sex of our baby is. I am always on pins and needles when this day arrives. Surprises don't always sit well with me or maybe its just that I get too excited and impatient.
Last month the doctor gave us an idea about what the baby might be and she was right! The Timm Family will be welcoming a baby BOY on April 10th (via C-Section). It's going to be a wild and crazy adventure having three little boys to raise. I am excited to meet this little peanut! This will be the final baby for our family, unless the Lord calls us to adopt one day.
I never pictured myself as a mom to ALL boys. To be honest, it's been a shock to my system. When I first heard the news, last month, I was in denial. I was so sure that this was going to be it; this little baby was going to be my little girl. My pregnancy had felt so different from Logan & Shane's and I was having a lot of the same symptoms as my friends that were having girls. I also knew that the Lord knows my heart and I have dreamt of a daughter since I was a young girl. I even had started her wardrobe! I have all of the websites bookmarked on my computer that I wanted to shop at for when I got the news that it was a girl. I dreamt of all of the girly things we would do together, how I would dress her, how I would raise her to lover herself, Jesus and other's around her. I dreamt of having a work out buddy once she got older and the day that she would get married. I was excited to finally have someone on my side at home, because the boys are always ganging up on me. Basically anything you would dream of, I have dreamt!
I'm not going to lie, I shed a few tears knowing that at this point in my life I will never have a daughter. I'm sure you are thinking that I should just be thankful that I can have children and that I already have 2 healthy boys-- and I am! You see, I am more then thankful for the blessings of my boys. It's a death of my dream, and I need to lay it to rest. I know that God sees the bigger picture and I can be OK with that. I needed to slowly start letting go of that dream and I am thankful I have had this last month to process it.
I have started dreaming about my life with ALL boys and I am excited! I hope that this last one will be a mama's boy, because at this point Josh gets all of the love. I am thankful that I like to do outdoor activities and sports. Hopefully this will help connect me with them once they are older. I pray that with the help of God we will raise men that are respectful, honest, hard-working, kind, compassionate, Godly men. I pray that my boys will want to be friends and have a close relationship.
So there you have it, this concludes a chapter of my life. I will be done bearing children and our family will be of all boys! (At least I don't have to change the title of my blog ;) I am sure I will have some entertaining blog posts in the future!
Josh & I are on the hunt for boy names, if you have any suggestions send them our way!
Last month the doctor gave us an idea about what the baby might be and she was right! The Timm Family will be welcoming a baby BOY on April 10th (via C-Section). It's going to be a wild and crazy adventure having three little boys to raise. I am excited to meet this little peanut! This will be the final baby for our family, unless the Lord calls us to adopt one day.
I never pictured myself as a mom to ALL boys. To be honest, it's been a shock to my system. When I first heard the news, last month, I was in denial. I was so sure that this was going to be it; this little baby was going to be my little girl. My pregnancy had felt so different from Logan & Shane's and I was having a lot of the same symptoms as my friends that were having girls. I also knew that the Lord knows my heart and I have dreamt of a daughter since I was a young girl. I even had started her wardrobe! I have all of the websites bookmarked on my computer that I wanted to shop at for when I got the news that it was a girl. I dreamt of all of the girly things we would do together, how I would dress her, how I would raise her to lover herself, Jesus and other's around her. I dreamt of having a work out buddy once she got older and the day that she would get married. I was excited to finally have someone on my side at home, because the boys are always ganging up on me. Basically anything you would dream of, I have dreamt!
I'm not going to lie, I shed a few tears knowing that at this point in my life I will never have a daughter. I'm sure you are thinking that I should just be thankful that I can have children and that I already have 2 healthy boys-- and I am! You see, I am more then thankful for the blessings of my boys. It's a death of my dream, and I need to lay it to rest. I know that God sees the bigger picture and I can be OK with that. I needed to slowly start letting go of that dream and I am thankful I have had this last month to process it.
I have started dreaming about my life with ALL boys and I am excited! I hope that this last one will be a mama's boy, because at this point Josh gets all of the love. I am thankful that I like to do outdoor activities and sports. Hopefully this will help connect me with them once they are older. I pray that with the help of God we will raise men that are respectful, honest, hard-working, kind, compassionate, Godly men. I pray that my boys will want to be friends and have a close relationship.
So there you have it, this concludes a chapter of my life. I will be done bearing children and our family will be of all boys! (At least I don't have to change the title of my blog ;) I am sure I will have some entertaining blog posts in the future!
Josh & I are on the hunt for boy names, if you have any suggestions send them our way!
Monday, November 5, 2012
a divided country...
The Marriage Amendment. This topic has stirred up a lot of feelings inside of me. I have been so upset over the misuse of God's word, my blood pressure has gone through the roof. People are passionate about what they believe in, but some people will twist and turn words to distort the truth. If you don't believe in God's Word or believe that it's not God inspired/God breathed then I don't expect you to believe the same as me. But DON'T use the word of God to debate this topic if you don't understand it. A lot of people have been posting Old Testament verses to support their "NO" vote. These people don't understand the context of the Old Testament or why God had such laws in place for that time. They also don't understand that God sent his one and only Son to earth, to die on the cross for our sins. Because of this selfless sacrifice we have been forgiven and follow the laws of the New Testament.
People have been using the debate that we are all sinners so because of that none of us should have the right to be married. (they are referencing the verses that say homosexuality is a sin.) They are right, we all are sinners but God defined marriage between a woman and a man. It's got nothing to do with what our sin issues are. If God intended us to be married to the same sex, then he would have figured out a way for pro-creation to happen, but it doesn't work that way. Homosexuality has been around from the get go, don't you think God would have said that it was Ok, if HE was OK with it?
I have friends that are gay and I love them. They are people just like you and I. Even though I care about them and love them I'm not going to re-define what God has already defined for us. This doesn't make me a hater nor does it make me intolerant. We will never agree with everyone's choices. I would never treat anyone unkindly based on their sexual orientation. God has called us to love one another.
So, the whole point of this post is to stand up for the Word of God. I know that we all differ on opinion and that's what makes us Americans. I have zero tolerance for people that misuse the Bible. If you want to vote "no" on the marriage amendment, please leave the Bible out of your debate.
Regardless of who you are voting for and if you will fill in the "yes" circle or the "no" circle, YOU NEED TO VOTE. This election is important--they all are. People before us fought long & hard to ensure the right for ALL Americans to vote; regardless of sex, race or color.
I hope that you will exercise your freedom, VOTE--Tuesday, November 6th.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Five Precious Years
The little man that made me a mom turned FIVE last Thursday--Logan Jeffrey! I never could have imagined what it meant loving someone so much until he arrived. (Minus the love for my husband and Jesus) I never knew that kissing hurts, changing diapers, middle of the night feedings, witnessing his love for his little brother, listening to his laugh, teaching him right from wrong, watching him play and learn could be so rewarding.
Logan fits the "first born" mold to a 'T.' He likes to make sure everyone is following the rules, he tries to boss his mom and dad around, cause he already knows so much ;) He makes sure that everyone is happy and is tenderhearted. He loves being outdoors and hunting with his papa's and dad. He still loves to help with projects and thinks the world of his dad. I swear he is part-fish and has the most adorable physique. He is one of the toughest little boys I know, watching him go through all of the tests and seizures from his Epilepsy he has proved himself resilient.
I love how he, mostly, always loves his little brother. He tries to include Shane in activities and teaches him how to do new things. He protects him and loves him so much. Bedtime is my favorite when we pray together as a family and then the exchange of hugs and kisses take place. It looks more like a wrestling match.
Logan is taking a liking to sports--baseball, soccer and wrestling are among his favorites. He also has a love for music---singing, dancing, instruments (he tries). For a long time he thought he was Troy Bolton (Zack Effron) from High School Musical. He would dress like him most days, quote his movie lines and mimic his dance moves and songs.
Logan is a family guy. He loves all of his aunts and uncles and can't wait until the next time he gets to see them again. He has a special relationship with all of his grandparents and his cousins are like brothers to him. Logan loves it when mom goes away for the weekend, so he can have "Guys Weekend." Guys Weekend consists of my darling husband buying all the foods that I wouldn't, watching movies, having bonfires and staying up late!
He loves school. On his first day of pre-school last year, I was concerned that he would have a tough time adjusting. He gave Josh & I hug and waved good-bye and has never looked back. He's independent when he needs to be, but still wants/needs his mom and dad.
I could go on and on about my little man. Logan brings so much joy to our lives and I thank God everyday for giving him to us. Our lives are forever blessed!
I love you all the way to Jesus, buddy!
xox
Logan fits the "first born" mold to a 'T.' He likes to make sure everyone is following the rules, he tries to boss his mom and dad around, cause he already knows so much ;) He makes sure that everyone is happy and is tenderhearted. He loves being outdoors and hunting with his papa's and dad. He still loves to help with projects and thinks the world of his dad. I swear he is part-fish and has the most adorable physique. He is one of the toughest little boys I know, watching him go through all of the tests and seizures from his Epilepsy he has proved himself resilient.
I love how he, mostly, always loves his little brother. He tries to include Shane in activities and teaches him how to do new things. He protects him and loves him so much. Bedtime is my favorite when we pray together as a family and then the exchange of hugs and kisses take place. It looks more like a wrestling match.
Logan is taking a liking to sports--baseball, soccer and wrestling are among his favorites. He also has a love for music---singing, dancing, instruments (he tries). For a long time he thought he was Troy Bolton (Zack Effron) from High School Musical. He would dress like him most days, quote his movie lines and mimic his dance moves and songs.
Logan is a family guy. He loves all of his aunts and uncles and can't wait until the next time he gets to see them again. He has a special relationship with all of his grandparents and his cousins are like brothers to him. Logan loves it when mom goes away for the weekend, so he can have "Guys Weekend." Guys Weekend consists of my darling husband buying all the foods that I wouldn't, watching movies, having bonfires and staying up late!
He loves school. On his first day of pre-school last year, I was concerned that he would have a tough time adjusting. He gave Josh & I hug and waved good-bye and has never looked back. He's independent when he needs to be, but still wants/needs his mom and dad.
I could go on and on about my little man. Logan brings so much joy to our lives and I thank God everyday for giving him to us. Our lives are forever blessed!
I love you all the way to Jesus, buddy!
xox
Sunday, October 21, 2012
2+3=5
I made it Facebook official so I thought I better make it blog official...we are expecting baby #3 in April! We are really excited to be adding another little miracle to our family. We had been trying for a few months and when I found out in August that I was pregnant, I was actually in shock. July was a stressful month since Logan had begun having seizures. We were making trips to the Twin Cities to see a specialist to figure out what our little guy had. So not to be too graphic, but baby-making wasn't our top priority. I love how God works. I can say that this has been true with all of my pregnancies. Whenever I just let go of controlling when I am going to conceive, the Lord knocks my socks off and I conceive. I guess I just need to be reminded, often, that HIS ways are better then mine!! Kind of humbling!
I found out Sunday, August 5th that I was prego! We were heading home from Gull Lake and on the way home Logan asked me if I had a baby in my tummy--completely out of the blue. At that time I had no idea. When we got home, I took a test. I was waiting for the results to read "negative" so I didn't pay attention to it. (Earlier that week I had taken a test and it read "negative.") Much to my dismay it was POSITIVE!! I was in such a shock that I had to go for a run and couldn't even tell Josh. I had a chat with God and a good laugh--his timing IS perfect. I was trying to think of some cute way to tell Josh, but I couldn't wait. (This really shouldn't be a surprise to anyone.) He was really excited and shocked all the same. I think I made it three weeks without telling anyone cause I still couldn't believe it was true.
This little honey has already ran the Warrior Dash and competed in a Duathalon. I had already registered for the events so I thought I better follow through. It was brutal running in the beginning stages since all I felt like I was going to do was throw up---a big lump just sat in my throat. I am now in the second semester and feeling much better!
This pregnancy has been different then with my boys. I have been getting pimples, my hair hasn't been growing like a weed like it did with them and have had other side effects. I am so thankful to be over the nausea stage. I felt like all I did was eat, if my stomach was empty I was on the verge of throwing up. As much as I don't enjoy the side effects of the first trimester, its reassuring that the baby is still doing ok. It's bitter sweet really.
Last Monday I had a doctor's appointment and was able to have an ultrasound. This baby is wild and crazy, he/she reminded me of a gymnast. We will be finding out the sex of the baby, so hopefully next month it will be 100% confirmed!
Side note...Logan is doing great with his Epilepsy. Since he started his meds in July he hasn't anymore since August--PTL! We go back again in December for another check-up. Erika is home with her family! She is in remission! She is still very tired and has an immune system of an infant, but she is making great strides.
Life feels normal again. Everyone is home and all of the medical issues are under control. It's been so cool to see God's hand on our lives and to see how he has been in control the entire time. I am so thankful for my faith in HIM--he was and still is my sustainer of life.
I found out Sunday, August 5th that I was prego! We were heading home from Gull Lake and on the way home Logan asked me if I had a baby in my tummy--completely out of the blue. At that time I had no idea. When we got home, I took a test. I was waiting for the results to read "negative" so I didn't pay attention to it. (Earlier that week I had taken a test and it read "negative.") Much to my dismay it was POSITIVE!! I was in such a shock that I had to go for a run and couldn't even tell Josh. I had a chat with God and a good laugh--his timing IS perfect. I was trying to think of some cute way to tell Josh, but I couldn't wait. (This really shouldn't be a surprise to anyone.) He was really excited and shocked all the same. I think I made it three weeks without telling anyone cause I still couldn't believe it was true.
This little honey has already ran the Warrior Dash and competed in a Duathalon. I had already registered for the events so I thought I better follow through. It was brutal running in the beginning stages since all I felt like I was going to do was throw up---a big lump just sat in my throat. I am now in the second semester and feeling much better!
This pregnancy has been different then with my boys. I have been getting pimples, my hair hasn't been growing like a weed like it did with them and have had other side effects. I am so thankful to be over the nausea stage. I felt like all I did was eat, if my stomach was empty I was on the verge of throwing up. As much as I don't enjoy the side effects of the first trimester, its reassuring that the baby is still doing ok. It's bitter sweet really.
Last Monday I had a doctor's appointment and was able to have an ultrasound. This baby is wild and crazy, he/she reminded me of a gymnast. We will be finding out the sex of the baby, so hopefully next month it will be 100% confirmed!
Side note...Logan is doing great with his Epilepsy. Since he started his meds in July he hasn't anymore since August--PTL! We go back again in December for another check-up. Erika is home with her family! She is in remission! She is still very tired and has an immune system of an infant, but she is making great strides.
Life feels normal again. Everyone is home and all of the medical issues are under control. It's been so cool to see God's hand on our lives and to see how he has been in control the entire time. I am so thankful for my faith in HIM--he was and still is my sustainer of life.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
My "Job" Year...
This year has been a year I will never forget. I can't say it has been my best year nor can I say that I want another year like this. I call 2012 my year of Job (like the book in the Bible). I am writing this post in hopes to digest and process some more tough news my hubby and I received last week.
Our son, Logan, was diagnosed with Epilepsy. He began having seizures in late June and has continued to have more. We were referred to a specialist, Pediatric Neurologist, and he made the diagnosis. I am relieved that we have an answer and tools to treat his epilepsy, but am in shock that my little guy was given this diagnosis. He has been a healthy little boy up until last month.
You just never know when life is going to change (again). My heart hurts for my little peanut when he goes through a seizure. They come out of no where and he doesn't realize what is going on. He usually gets physically hurt when he has them. As a mother, I want to be able to protect him and prevent injury. I pray that as he gets older he will know his body and will be able to sense when they are coming on. I worry about his future, I want him to have a normal childhood and want him to participate in extracurricular activities. I don't want us to live in fear that something could happen, but we still need to be responsible and not set him up for injury. Will he be able to drive? Will I be able to let him go swimming with friends without me? Will he be safe riding bike or climbing trees? Will he still feel like he conquer the world? Are kids going to tease him?
Logan doesn't completely understand the depths of this, and I think that is OK for now. We will have a new norm in our family, and thats going to be going through the checklist of what Logan can and cannot do, when we go somewhere do we have all of the meds with, do the people he is going to be with know how to handle seizures, etc. I pray that the Lord would make me so in tune to him, that my motherly senses and intuitions would be intensified. I am also praying that the Lord will heal Logan of this condition. I watched him heal my sister-in-law, Erika, from Leukemia, so I know he can heal Logan too. He IS the "Great Physician!"
As I reflect back from last August 2011 to today, July 31st, I have never had to handle/walk through such heavy life situations. (dad died, stepmom battled cancer, sister-in-law diagnosed with cancer, other family health issues, and now Epilepsy) I know that I would have never been able to have maintained peace and joy in the midst of turmoil if it wasn't for my faith in Jesus. HE has been my rock through it all. I don't know how other people go through tough seasons and not know HIM. There is HOPE in Jesus and I cling onto his WORD when life doesn't go the way I have for seen it too (and when it is going smoothly). I am so thankful for all of the amazing people God has placed in my life. They have come alongside me and helped carry my burdens.
Would you be willing to pray for Logan? Would you pray that the Lord would heal him from Epilepsy?
Let me know how I can be praying for you too!!
Below are parts of some song lyrics that feed my soul...
In Christ Alone:
"In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My comforter, my All in All
Here is the love of Christ I stand!"
Our God:
(Logan & I love to sing this song...LOUD!)
chorus:
"Our God is greater
Our God is stronger
God, you are higher then any other
Our God is healer
Awesome in power
Our God, our God
Our son, Logan, was diagnosed with Epilepsy. He began having seizures in late June and has continued to have more. We were referred to a specialist, Pediatric Neurologist, and he made the diagnosis. I am relieved that we have an answer and tools to treat his epilepsy, but am in shock that my little guy was given this diagnosis. He has been a healthy little boy up until last month.
You just never know when life is going to change (again). My heart hurts for my little peanut when he goes through a seizure. They come out of no where and he doesn't realize what is going on. He usually gets physically hurt when he has them. As a mother, I want to be able to protect him and prevent injury. I pray that as he gets older he will know his body and will be able to sense when they are coming on. I worry about his future, I want him to have a normal childhood and want him to participate in extracurricular activities. I don't want us to live in fear that something could happen, but we still need to be responsible and not set him up for injury. Will he be able to drive? Will I be able to let him go swimming with friends without me? Will he be safe riding bike or climbing trees? Will he still feel like he conquer the world? Are kids going to tease him?
Logan doesn't completely understand the depths of this, and I think that is OK for now. We will have a new norm in our family, and thats going to be going through the checklist of what Logan can and cannot do, when we go somewhere do we have all of the meds with, do the people he is going to be with know how to handle seizures, etc. I pray that the Lord would make me so in tune to him, that my motherly senses and intuitions would be intensified. I am also praying that the Lord will heal Logan of this condition. I watched him heal my sister-in-law, Erika, from Leukemia, so I know he can heal Logan too. He IS the "Great Physician!"
As I reflect back from last August 2011 to today, July 31st, I have never had to handle/walk through such heavy life situations. (dad died, stepmom battled cancer, sister-in-law diagnosed with cancer, other family health issues, and now Epilepsy) I know that I would have never been able to have maintained peace and joy in the midst of turmoil if it wasn't for my faith in Jesus. HE has been my rock through it all. I don't know how other people go through tough seasons and not know HIM. There is HOPE in Jesus and I cling onto his WORD when life doesn't go the way I have for seen it too (and when it is going smoothly). I am so thankful for all of the amazing people God has placed in my life. They have come alongside me and helped carry my burdens.
Would you be willing to pray for Logan? Would you pray that the Lord would heal him from Epilepsy?
Let me know how I can be praying for you too!!
Below are parts of some song lyrics that feed my soul...
In Christ Alone:
"In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My comforter, my All in All
Here is the love of Christ I stand!"
Our God:
(Logan & I love to sing this song...LOUD!)
chorus:
"Our God is greater
Our God is stronger
God, you are higher then any other
Our God is healer
Awesome in power
Our God, our God
Monday, July 2, 2012
A Weekend of Firsts
This weekend was a weekend of first's for us!
Saturday was the FIRST time since March 16, 2012 that we got to spend time with Erika, Sam & boys in a "normal" setting. We all met up to go swimming at our friend Annie's apartment's outdoor pool. The Rodriguez and Timm family were all thinking the same thing before swimming and ran into each other Target in Minnetonka. My family was at the check out and the Rodriguez'a had just arrived. It brought tears to my eyes seeing Erika there. It would be a place that I would run into Erika. To see her out of the hospital was medicine for my soul! It was so refreshing to see her in her element--being a mom, wife and of course shopping (she is the queen at it!).
We spent the afternoon lounging by the pool, squirting each other with water, snacking on treats and just being together as a family. It was great for the cousins to swim together and just to do life like we used too.
Shane was quite the charmer at the pool. He befriended women 20x his age and kept them engaged in conversation--"My num, num, nums!" "Where's Papa?" "Where's MeMe?" "Where's puppy?" He also tried to walk away with some guys' cooler filled with tasty beverages, but to their advantage the cooler weighed more then he did. He definitely invaded other kid's personal space sitting on the pool steps next to them.
Logan, Ben & Jake are little fish! They had so much fun splashing each other and swimming around. The twin's are growing up so fast. It's so fun to sit and have conversations with them. Ben has taken a special liking to me and I love it!! He gives the best hugs!! Logan was very GQ at the pool with his fedora hat and aviator glasses. He likes to make sure that everyone is sharing and following the rules--It's the first born in him ;)
Sunday was the FIRST time we competed in the Warrior Dash held at the Afton Alps. We had a team of seven. It was a whopping 93F when we ran. If you are wondering what the Warrior Dash is, it's a 5K Obstacle Course run. (warriordash.com) The course was jam packed with hills, people, hills, obstacles, and did I mention hills?! We all wore our "Winning for Erika" t-shirts and did the race in her honor. At the starting line the MC was announcing different groups and he announced ours!! Go Erika!! We all made it through without any serious injuries. Next time when we run it we will not do it at three o' clock in the afternoon.
It is crazy to think about how much Erika has overcome in the past four months with her battle with Leukemia. She is such a strong woman physically and spiritually. Her faith can not be wavered! We are SO proud of her!!
I was craving family time with my boys and extended family this weekend. My love tank is on full again and I am already scouting out the next race I will be doing. (I think it will be the du-athalon put on by Church for the Harvest).
Happy 4th of July weekend!!
Saturday was the FIRST time since March 16, 2012 that we got to spend time with Erika, Sam & boys in a "normal" setting. We all met up to go swimming at our friend Annie's apartment's outdoor pool. The Rodriguez and Timm family were all thinking the same thing before swimming and ran into each other Target in Minnetonka. My family was at the check out and the Rodriguez'a had just arrived. It brought tears to my eyes seeing Erika there. It would be a place that I would run into Erika. To see her out of the hospital was medicine for my soul! It was so refreshing to see her in her element--being a mom, wife and of course shopping (she is the queen at it!).
We spent the afternoon lounging by the pool, squirting each other with water, snacking on treats and just being together as a family. It was great for the cousins to swim together and just to do life like we used too.
Shane was quite the charmer at the pool. He befriended women 20x his age and kept them engaged in conversation--"My num, num, nums!" "Where's Papa?" "Where's MeMe?" "Where's puppy?" He also tried to walk away with some guys' cooler filled with tasty beverages, but to their advantage the cooler weighed more then he did. He definitely invaded other kid's personal space sitting on the pool steps next to them.
Logan, Ben & Jake are little fish! They had so much fun splashing each other and swimming around. The twin's are growing up so fast. It's so fun to sit and have conversations with them. Ben has taken a special liking to me and I love it!! He gives the best hugs!! Logan was very GQ at the pool with his fedora hat and aviator glasses. He likes to make sure that everyone is sharing and following the rules--It's the first born in him ;)
Sunday was the FIRST time we competed in the Warrior Dash held at the Afton Alps. We had a team of seven. It was a whopping 93F when we ran. If you are wondering what the Warrior Dash is, it's a 5K Obstacle Course run. (warriordash.com) The course was jam packed with hills, people, hills, obstacles, and did I mention hills?! We all wore our "Winning for Erika" t-shirts and did the race in her honor. At the starting line the MC was announcing different groups and he announced ours!! Go Erika!! We all made it through without any serious injuries. Next time when we run it we will not do it at three o' clock in the afternoon.
It is crazy to think about how much Erika has overcome in the past four months with her battle with Leukemia. She is such a strong woman physically and spiritually. Her faith can not be wavered! We are SO proud of her!!
I was craving family time with my boys and extended family this weekend. My love tank is on full again and I am already scouting out the next race I will be doing. (I think it will be the du-athalon put on by Church for the Harvest).
Happy 4th of July weekend!!
Monday, June 25, 2012
Feeling the burn...
Summer is in full swing and I'm loving this warm weather. I'm so energized by the sun, it makes my heart happy!! Since I last wrote I have been working hard on getting back into shape and feeling like myself. I found the most amazing gal that comes to my home Monday's & Friday's so I can go do Boot Camp classes at the YMCA. My work schedule wouldn't allow me to do those classes, so I feel so blessed that I can. There is nothing better then feeling toned and more firm, especially after carrying two beautiful boys! I have been running, too, and it feels so good to have a base down. Running four miles is no longer torturous. My goal by the end of the summer is to run around Lake Le Homme Dieu which is around 10 miles. I used to think that running was the ultimate workout and that my body responded best to it, but I'm now a firm believer in cardio and circuit training. It's amazing how my lungs and heart have stayed in running shape while doing the classes. I run about 3-4x/week and do classes 2x.
At the beginning of the month I ran in the "Go Commando" race which is a 5K obstacle course. The race was held in Stillwater and was SO fun!! A group of us gals ran the race together, I plan on making this an annual event. This Sunday, Josh & I and a group of friends will be running the Warrior Dash which is another 5K Obstacle Course. We are running this in honor of Erika, Josh's sister, who is battling Leukemia--and winning! We had t-shirts made and will be sporting those the day of the event!
I also love how exercise is a common denominator in Josh & I's relationship. We are VERY competitive with each other, which helps us to push each other to the next level. Since I have been able to work out more then Josh, I have been having faster mile splits then him. I love that every time he goes for a run, he's trying to get faster and faster (to beat me). He may not admit to this, but I can see it in his eyes. I'm also looking forward to doing CrossFit with Josh once Sam & Erika come home.
Working out, this Spring, has kept me sane through all of the extra stresses and worries that have come up this past year. 2012 has definitely not been my most favorite year, life has felt really heavy. Thankfully, exercise has been my outlet for when I'm sad, mad, frustrated, worried, etc. Running not only is a stress reliever for me, but it's also my time with the Lord. It's time for me to be reminded that HE is in control of everything and that HE is my source for everything. It has also been a time of repentance and getting my heart right with the Lord. I get caught up in the beauty around me and forgot about "life" for a few moments.
I want to encourage all of you to take control of your health, and do something healthy for you and your family. Our bodies are God's temple and he wants us to use them for his glory. He doesn't want us to become lazy and stagnant. Over and under eating (which, I have been guilty of both) is not honoring to our bodies. Keep moving and you will find that you will have more energy! Set goals for yourself, write it on paper and then tell someone about them. I would love to hear about your fitness stories and what are some of your favorite workouts and classes! Keep feeling the burn!
At the beginning of the month I ran in the "Go Commando" race which is a 5K obstacle course. The race was held in Stillwater and was SO fun!! A group of us gals ran the race together, I plan on making this an annual event. This Sunday, Josh & I and a group of friends will be running the Warrior Dash which is another 5K Obstacle Course. We are running this in honor of Erika, Josh's sister, who is battling Leukemia--and winning! We had t-shirts made and will be sporting those the day of the event!
I also love how exercise is a common denominator in Josh & I's relationship. We are VERY competitive with each other, which helps us to push each other to the next level. Since I have been able to work out more then Josh, I have been having faster mile splits then him. I love that every time he goes for a run, he's trying to get faster and faster (to beat me). He may not admit to this, but I can see it in his eyes. I'm also looking forward to doing CrossFit with Josh once Sam & Erika come home.
Working out, this Spring, has kept me sane through all of the extra stresses and worries that have come up this past year. 2012 has definitely not been my most favorite year, life has felt really heavy. Thankfully, exercise has been my outlet for when I'm sad, mad, frustrated, worried, etc. Running not only is a stress reliever for me, but it's also my time with the Lord. It's time for me to be reminded that HE is in control of everything and that HE is my source for everything. It has also been a time of repentance and getting my heart right with the Lord. I get caught up in the beauty around me and forgot about "life" for a few moments.
I want to encourage all of you to take control of your health, and do something healthy for you and your family. Our bodies are God's temple and he wants us to use them for his glory. He doesn't want us to become lazy and stagnant. Over and under eating (which, I have been guilty of both) is not honoring to our bodies. Keep moving and you will find that you will have more energy! Set goals for yourself, write it on paper and then tell someone about them. I would love to hear about your fitness stories and what are some of your favorite workouts and classes! Keep feeling the burn!
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Assessing...
This week has had me thinking about, well me. I know it's not the "Minnesota Nice" thing to do, but we all need to do some self-reflecting. It helps us to become better people and figure out what is important in life.
Walking with Erika in her battle with Leukemia has caused me to think about my health and what is most important in life. I find myself staring a little longer at my two beautiful boys & husband, holding them a little bit tighter and sneaking in a few extra kisses. Being there for my husband as he watches his sister & only sibling fight for her life has been an emotional roller coaster. I try to have extra grace for his extra fiesty-ness, I making sure to be available emotionally for him, I pray for him and encourage him. I love how manly my man is, I love that if he could, he would take his sister's place, that he would lay his life down for his family & friends. I don't like how hard it is for him to open up; so I just wait for those few moments that he will let me carry his load (I actually pray that he will have those moments). I am so thankful that Jesus wants to help carry our loads too, so that we can find rest in HIM.
I have also been feeling down about what I have been putting into my body and my lack of exercise. Before Josh & I left for vacation, the first week of April, I was eating well and trying to exercise regularly (Before we found out about Erika). I should know this about myself by now, but I need to exercise on a regular basis. It's my choice drug really (besides my coffee). When I'm not on a normal routine of eating well and exercising regularly it affects all areas of my health. My self-esteem plummets, I'm more tired, I'm less likely to want to be intimate and I probably have my sassy-pants on more often.
I don't know about you, but I am just not an early morning person. My heart wants to be, I dream of all the things I could accomplish if I could get out of bed at 5AM--working out, getting a cup of coffee and sitting in silence and doing my devotions, then getting ready for the day. Right now its just not my reality. Instead, I'm rolling out of bed around 6:50-7AM throwing on some clothes, hurrying to Caribou for a coffee to go, all to make it back by 7:15 for my first little kiddo to arrive.
Tuesday I ate one too many cookies and went to bed at 8PM feeling discouraged about my food choices. Wednesday, on the other hand, was a brand new day! I woke up at 5:45AM feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day. I was able to enjoy my coffee at Caribou and some much needed time with my Savior. I also had an amazing "Ah-Ha" moment. I have been contemplating hiring a personal trainer a couple of times a week. I want to be toned again and would rather run an hour then do strength training. I have decided to have a substitute come two times each week for an hour so I can partake in strength training exercise classes at the YMCA. I went to 'Group Power' yesterday and can barely walk today, but I love that feeling! The other days I can go running outside with my man. I think he is so hot when he runs! He has amazing broad shoulders, the perfect waistline and defined legs!! (He's going to kill me that I just wrote that--it's the truth though!)
I feel excited, renewed, and refreshed about my new workout routine and times with the Lord in the morning. I can be really hard on myself when I don't get work outs in. This is one less battle that I have to fight in my mind. (It's no wonder I can't wake up in the AM.) I'm doing something for myself that will benefit my family and me! When I exercise I make better food choices and don't have to feel like a glutton. I am also going to try to wake up at 6:30AM so I can have my devo time first thing. The past two days I have so enjoyed sipping on my cup of coffee and reading God's word! I think I was feeling like a failed mom and wife because I couldn't get up and accomplish everything I wanted too, but that's Ok that I don't do it in a specific order. I work 50+ hours each week, plus manage my home and try to be the wife, mother, daughter, friend that God has called me to be. Bottom line, for me, is stop comparing!
I challenge you to make some healthy changes in your life. Our bodies are God's temple and he wants us to respect them and take care of them. Also, when is the best time for you to carve out some quiet time with the Lord? Mornings, during nap time or lunch tim, or before bed?
Walking with Erika in her battle with Leukemia has caused me to think about my health and what is most important in life. I find myself staring a little longer at my two beautiful boys & husband, holding them a little bit tighter and sneaking in a few extra kisses. Being there for my husband as he watches his sister & only sibling fight for her life has been an emotional roller coaster. I try to have extra grace for his extra fiesty-ness, I making sure to be available emotionally for him, I pray for him and encourage him. I love how manly my man is, I love that if he could, he would take his sister's place, that he would lay his life down for his family & friends. I don't like how hard it is for him to open up; so I just wait for those few moments that he will let me carry his load (I actually pray that he will have those moments). I am so thankful that Jesus wants to help carry our loads too, so that we can find rest in HIM.
I have also been feeling down about what I have been putting into my body and my lack of exercise. Before Josh & I left for vacation, the first week of April, I was eating well and trying to exercise regularly (Before we found out about Erika). I should know this about myself by now, but I need to exercise on a regular basis. It's my choice drug really (besides my coffee). When I'm not on a normal routine of eating well and exercising regularly it affects all areas of my health. My self-esteem plummets, I'm more tired, I'm less likely to want to be intimate and I probably have my sassy-pants on more often.
I don't know about you, but I am just not an early morning person. My heart wants to be, I dream of all the things I could accomplish if I could get out of bed at 5AM--working out, getting a cup of coffee and sitting in silence and doing my devotions, then getting ready for the day. Right now its just not my reality. Instead, I'm rolling out of bed around 6:50-7AM throwing on some clothes, hurrying to Caribou for a coffee to go, all to make it back by 7:15 for my first little kiddo to arrive.
Tuesday I ate one too many cookies and went to bed at 8PM feeling discouraged about my food choices. Wednesday, on the other hand, was a brand new day! I woke up at 5:45AM feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day. I was able to enjoy my coffee at Caribou and some much needed time with my Savior. I also had an amazing "Ah-Ha" moment. I have been contemplating hiring a personal trainer a couple of times a week. I want to be toned again and would rather run an hour then do strength training. I have decided to have a substitute come two times each week for an hour so I can partake in strength training exercise classes at the YMCA. I went to 'Group Power' yesterday and can barely walk today, but I love that feeling! The other days I can go running outside with my man. I think he is so hot when he runs! He has amazing broad shoulders, the perfect waistline and defined legs!! (He's going to kill me that I just wrote that--it's the truth though!)
I feel excited, renewed, and refreshed about my new workout routine and times with the Lord in the morning. I can be really hard on myself when I don't get work outs in. This is one less battle that I have to fight in my mind. (It's no wonder I can't wake up in the AM.) I'm doing something for myself that will benefit my family and me! When I exercise I make better food choices and don't have to feel like a glutton. I am also going to try to wake up at 6:30AM so I can have my devo time first thing. The past two days I have so enjoyed sipping on my cup of coffee and reading God's word! I think I was feeling like a failed mom and wife because I couldn't get up and accomplish everything I wanted too, but that's Ok that I don't do it in a specific order. I work 50+ hours each week, plus manage my home and try to be the wife, mother, daughter, friend that God has called me to be. Bottom line, for me, is stop comparing!
I challenge you to make some healthy changes in your life. Our bodies are God's temple and he wants us to respect them and take care of them. Also, when is the best time for you to carve out some quiet time with the Lord? Mornings, during nap time or lunch tim, or before bed?
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Blown Away!
Today I was feeling a little bit like "Whoa is Me." When I woke up this AM I was feeling discouraged about some things, weary even though I just got back from vacation, and maybe even a little overwhelmed with life. I felt alone, even though I am not, but I have been internalizing a lot. When I went and checked my email during breakfast a friend of mine has messaged me. She had told me she was praying for us and wanted to help. She also coordinates one of the ministries I help out with at church and said she was going to give me a break the next couple of months. I had plan on emailing her this week to let her know that I need a break from serving until things settle down with Erika. I love the Lords timing!!
Later today another friend dropped off a sensory table and a "Green Thumb/Spring" theme of projects that I can do with my daycare kiddos. Lesson planning takes a lot of time and creativity and I haven't had the energy to do a lot of it, this brought me to tears. Now I have one less thing to think about and more time to spend with Erika & her family!
Earlier this week I was talking to Josh about getting a cleaning person to come every other week to the house. Running a business in your home requires a lot of cleaning, and with our new "normal" of life I haven't has as much free time nor the energy. Another friend, TODAY, wanted to do "something" to help us out during this time and asked if she could come clean my house. I felt like my jaw dropped and I started to laugh. I told her what I had expressed to Josh, and how her timing was so perfect. She is coming next week to help me!
The reason I am writing all of this is to share with you that the LORD's timing is perfect!! He hears our cries, he knows our hearts, our desires and needs. He makes himself known at the most amazing times. All of these little angles today have blessed me more then they know. I feel so energized by them and KNOW that THIS battle belongs to the LORD. I think it's so important to be in tune with the Lord's voice; or that prompting you get in your soul that you need to something. It's so cool to see the fruit that comes out of that obedience and how it effects other people's lives for the better. I hadn't expressed any of these needs to these ladies; they approached me!
"...but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."
Isaian 40:30-31
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28
I invite you all to follow my sister-in-law, Erika, and her family on her journey with her fight against Leukemia. She has a Caring Bridge site where they do an amazing job of keeping us up-to-date and how we can pray specifically for them. I have been blown away by Sam & Erika's faith throughout this whole process, their love for one another, and how united they are in their marriage.
Winning for Erika!
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/erikarodriguez
Later today another friend dropped off a sensory table and a "Green Thumb/Spring" theme of projects that I can do with my daycare kiddos. Lesson planning takes a lot of time and creativity and I haven't had the energy to do a lot of it, this brought me to tears. Now I have one less thing to think about and more time to spend with Erika & her family!
Earlier this week I was talking to Josh about getting a cleaning person to come every other week to the house. Running a business in your home requires a lot of cleaning, and with our new "normal" of life I haven't has as much free time nor the energy. Another friend, TODAY, wanted to do "something" to help us out during this time and asked if she could come clean my house. I felt like my jaw dropped and I started to laugh. I told her what I had expressed to Josh, and how her timing was so perfect. She is coming next week to help me!
The reason I am writing all of this is to share with you that the LORD's timing is perfect!! He hears our cries, he knows our hearts, our desires and needs. He makes himself known at the most amazing times. All of these little angles today have blessed me more then they know. I feel so energized by them and KNOW that THIS battle belongs to the LORD. I think it's so important to be in tune with the Lord's voice; or that prompting you get in your soul that you need to something. It's so cool to see the fruit that comes out of that obedience and how it effects other people's lives for the better. I hadn't expressed any of these needs to these ladies; they approached me!
"...but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."
Isaian 40:30-31
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28
I invite you all to follow my sister-in-law, Erika, and her family on her journey with her fight against Leukemia. She has a Caring Bridge site where they do an amazing job of keeping us up-to-date and how we can pray specifically for them. I have been blown away by Sam & Erika's faith throughout this whole process, their love for one another, and how united they are in their marriage.
Winning for Erika!
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/erikarodriguez
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
My Little Nutroll!
My Little Nutroll, is another name for my sweet & sassy Shane. I decided that I need to document all of the crazy things he has been up too or I will forget in a couple of months...I blame it on my "mom" brain!
1) Shane LOVES the water. It doesn't matter if it's the dog's water dish, the toilet, bath, pool he will be in it. Some funny water moments have been watching Shane drink like a puppy out of Hunter's water dish while Hunter eats his food. He also thinks that he needs to immerse his face into the dish. I have caught Shane on a weekly basis throwing his nuks, books, and toys in the toilets. He also loves to take logan's cup and drink the toilet water. Our toothbrushes have been victim to being dunked in the toilet and then sucked on by our little Poopsie! He has no fear in the pool. He thinks he can swim like Logan, so you can not take your eyes off of him.
2) He loves Hunter! Hunter is our 7 year old chocolate lab. When Shane wakes up in the AM he typically asks for "puppy." Hunter and Shane swap saliva on a daily basis. Shane loves to snuggle with hunter, lay on him, jump on him, and go for rides on him. If he is sad and we mention the word "puppy" it immediately calms him down. Hunter brings joy to Shane's life!
3) Shane is my daycare bully....right now. I know I shouldn't label him, but he is in a phase. He's learning boundaries and the concept of kind hands. Shane is no stranger to time out. As soon as he has broken a rule he instantly points to the time out wall. He loves to steal the kid's nuks or blankets and take off running with them, all the while he still has one in his mouth and one in his hand. When changing diapers, he loves to tower over the kids and wait for the perfect moment to belly flop on them. Thankfully I am on to his ways and can intervene. He is learning how to share and occasionally hits for no reason.
4) Despite Shane's sassy side, he is one of the favorites of the daycare kids. Yesterday when he was at "Naughty Boy Tuesday" the kids were wishing he was home. He has a sweet side and his personality is contagious. In my opinion, it's hard not too love him. His smile melts you and he exudes joy! He is also a dancing machine!
5) He still adores his older brother. At times I think he is already seeking Logan's approval. He loves to sneak into his room and play with all of his toys. Logan, however, is not so fond of this, but still thinks its an awesome idea for them to share a room. (I think Logan is more excited for bunk beds!) He wants to sit on the stools at meal time just like Logan. He cries when he doesn't get to go where his big brother goes.
1) Shane LOVES the water. It doesn't matter if it's the dog's water dish, the toilet, bath, pool he will be in it. Some funny water moments have been watching Shane drink like a puppy out of Hunter's water dish while Hunter eats his food. He also thinks that he needs to immerse his face into the dish. I have caught Shane on a weekly basis throwing his nuks, books, and toys in the toilets. He also loves to take logan's cup and drink the toilet water. Our toothbrushes have been victim to being dunked in the toilet and then sucked on by our little Poopsie! He has no fear in the pool. He thinks he can swim like Logan, so you can not take your eyes off of him.
2) He loves Hunter! Hunter is our 7 year old chocolate lab. When Shane wakes up in the AM he typically asks for "puppy." Hunter and Shane swap saliva on a daily basis. Shane loves to snuggle with hunter, lay on him, jump on him, and go for rides on him. If he is sad and we mention the word "puppy" it immediately calms him down. Hunter brings joy to Shane's life!
3) Shane is my daycare bully....right now. I know I shouldn't label him, but he is in a phase. He's learning boundaries and the concept of kind hands. Shane is no stranger to time out. As soon as he has broken a rule he instantly points to the time out wall. He loves to steal the kid's nuks or blankets and take off running with them, all the while he still has one in his mouth and one in his hand. When changing diapers, he loves to tower over the kids and wait for the perfect moment to belly flop on them. Thankfully I am on to his ways and can intervene. He is learning how to share and occasionally hits for no reason.
4) Despite Shane's sassy side, he is one of the favorites of the daycare kids. Yesterday when he was at "Naughty Boy Tuesday" the kids were wishing he was home. He has a sweet side and his personality is contagious. In my opinion, it's hard not too love him. His smile melts you and he exudes joy! He is also a dancing machine!
5) He still adores his older brother. At times I think he is already seeking Logan's approval. He loves to sneak into his room and play with all of his toys. Logan, however, is not so fond of this, but still thinks its an awesome idea for them to share a room. (I think Logan is more excited for bunk beds!) He wants to sit on the stools at meal time just like Logan. He cries when he doesn't get to go where his big brother goes.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Check 1, 2, 3...Check
Don't worry I won't burst out into song or rap for that matter; I just wanted to check in! I had great intentions when I first created this blog, like posting weekly, but life always gets in the way. There have been many times when I would be thinking about a blog post or be in a moment that should have been blogged, but life has kept me distracted! I don't have anything too exciting to share but thought if I started typing that this would turn into a purposeful post.
One thing that has been on my mind is how thankful I am. To make it more specific, how thankful I am for my business. God continues to blow my socks off. I have to give him all of the credit for blessing me with amazing families all the way down to my business name--Agape Kids. From the first day I was an official daycare provider to now three years later, the Lord has provided over and beyond what I imagined. Every time there has been a change to a families schedule or kiddos going off to school, the Lord always provides me a new family to fill in the gaps. For instance, a few weeks ago I decided that I should try to add a couple more kids to my daycare. I had lost 2.5 to Kindergarten and never filled their spaces. I began praying on a Monday and by Friday someone had emailed me about daycare. The next week I was speaking with a friend and lead me to another family looking for daycare. Wow, I serve an awesome God! I'm really excited to have these new kiddos start!
As I type away, Shane is talking away in his bedroom--he's supposed to be sleeping. This last month he's nap schedule has been so off. I can't quite figure him out. He typically naps two times a day (totaling 3-4 hrs) and is in bed around 7-7:30PM. This month he will either refuse to nap completely, or not nap in the AM and barely sleep in the PM, or nap in the AM and sleep a little in the PM, or he will nap like a champ both times and once he only napped in the PM but slept decent. If he doesn't sleep in the AM, he is crabby and if he doesn't nap in the PM he is crabby. If I don't get him to sleep by 730 he is crabby. His behavior would lead me to believe that he still needs two naps and an early bedtime. Any suggestions/tips would be great!
One thing that has been on my mind is how thankful I am. To make it more specific, how thankful I am for my business. God continues to blow my socks off. I have to give him all of the credit for blessing me with amazing families all the way down to my business name--Agape Kids. From the first day I was an official daycare provider to now three years later, the Lord has provided over and beyond what I imagined. Every time there has been a change to a families schedule or kiddos going off to school, the Lord always provides me a new family to fill in the gaps. For instance, a few weeks ago I decided that I should try to add a couple more kids to my daycare. I had lost 2.5 to Kindergarten and never filled their spaces. I began praying on a Monday and by Friday someone had emailed me about daycare. The next week I was speaking with a friend and lead me to another family looking for daycare. Wow, I serve an awesome God! I'm really excited to have these new kiddos start!
As I type away, Shane is talking away in his bedroom--he's supposed to be sleeping. This last month he's nap schedule has been so off. I can't quite figure him out. He typically naps two times a day (totaling 3-4 hrs) and is in bed around 7-7:30PM. This month he will either refuse to nap completely, or not nap in the AM and barely sleep in the PM, or nap in the AM and sleep a little in the PM, or he will nap like a champ both times and once he only napped in the PM but slept decent. If he doesn't sleep in the AM, he is crabby and if he doesn't nap in the PM he is crabby. If I don't get him to sleep by 730 he is crabby. His behavior would lead me to believe that he still needs two naps and an early bedtime. Any suggestions/tips would be great!
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Pin It!
I have officially caught the bug--the Pinterest Bug!! The New Year and warm weather has got me in decorating mode. I know it's only January, but I already have "spring fever!" This could be a good or bad thing. I've been dusting, organizing and dreaming of how I want to redecorate our home. I love that Pinterest allows me to save all of my finds on one website instead of over crowding my bookmarks on my computer. What a concept, it's brilliant really!
At night I find myself "pinning" ideas for our bedroom and what my dream kitchen would be. Josh and I have started the Dave Ramsey budget/lifestyle so there is a special fund set aside to re-decorate our room. I've always envisioned our bedroom being a sanctuary, a place that I could retreat too and leave my worries and stresses at the door. This, however, is not the case. Our bedroom is my least favorite room in the house, but I plan to change that this year.
Look forward to future blogs, when the re-decorating begins! What are your favorite ideas/pictures to pin?
At night I find myself "pinning" ideas for our bedroom and what my dream kitchen would be. Josh and I have started the Dave Ramsey budget/lifestyle so there is a special fund set aside to re-decorate our room. I've always envisioned our bedroom being a sanctuary, a place that I could retreat too and leave my worries and stresses at the door. This, however, is not the case. Our bedroom is my least favorite room in the house, but I plan to change that this year.
Look forward to future blogs, when the re-decorating begins! What are your favorite ideas/pictures to pin?
Monday, November 7, 2011
A Month of Meals...
I have lead Josh to believe that I'm a sub-par cook...until I opened up the October issue of Real Simple and read "A Month of Easy Dinners." My transformation in the kitchen happened a few weeks ago when I was doing my weekly shopping. As I waited in line I checked out the magazine racks. One of my favorite one's is Real Simple. I of course bought the magazine and meal planning has never been easier. The magazine supplies you four weeks of meals and your shopping list for each week!
All of the meals I have made so far have been wonderful! My domestic divaness is shining through! Josh has been impressed and Logan has asked me who made the meal. I have always known how to cook, but I am horrible with coming up with new ideas. My grandma told us growing up, "If you can read, you can cook." I love these meals because I don't have to think about what to make. I also love that a lot of the recipes are cooking with fresh produce.
Real Simple has been so kind to post the month of recipes on-line..http://simplystated.realsimple.com/tag/month-of-dinners/
Recipes have left us with extra food almost every night. I am making food for 3 adults and 2 children. So far I have made the following recipes...
Salmon with Gingery Green Beans & Bok Choy
Tomato Soup with Roast Beef, Cheddar, and Horseradish Panini
Chicken with Potatoes, Bacon, and Cabbage
Tortellini with Buternut Squash, Mushrooms, and Fontina
Pasta with Sausage and Tomatoes
If you are unable to find the recipe, let me know and I will email it to you.
Enjoy! I hope that these meals make your life more simple--it has mine!
All of the meals I have made so far have been wonderful! My domestic divaness is shining through! Josh has been impressed and Logan has asked me who made the meal. I have always known how to cook, but I am horrible with coming up with new ideas. My grandma told us growing up, "If you can read, you can cook." I love these meals because I don't have to think about what to make. I also love that a lot of the recipes are cooking with fresh produce.
Real Simple has been so kind to post the month of recipes on-line..http://simplystated.realsimple.com/tag/month-of-dinners/
Recipes have left us with extra food almost every night. I am making food for 3 adults and 2 children. So far I have made the following recipes...
Salmon with Gingery Green Beans & Bok Choy
Tomato Soup with Roast Beef, Cheddar, and Horseradish Panini
Chicken with Potatoes, Bacon, and Cabbage
Tortellini with Buternut Squash, Mushrooms, and Fontina
Pasta with Sausage and Tomatoes
If you are unable to find the recipe, let me know and I will email it to you.
Enjoy! I hope that these meals make your life more simple--it has mine!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Four
October 18th is a date that will always be close to my heart; it's the date that I became a Mom! Today my son, Logan, turned four year's old. Today is also the first time that his Birthday hit close to my heart. I felt a sense of loss in the sense that he will soon be attending school full-time. I won't have the luxury of having him all day during the week. My little boy really isn't so little anymore. He's maturing so much I can hardly stand it.
I love Logan's heart. He has such a tender side to him. I love that at dinner he needs to stop and take hug breaks or still loves to give me extra kisses. I love that he's so sweet to his brother and can't wait to share a bedroom with him. I love that he thinks our next child will be a girl. He tells me that when Shane gets a little bit older then I'll have a girl baby. That's all he wants--one brother and one sister. (I'm secretly praying for two girls, but don't tell Josh!) I love that he calls me out on things like if I forget to put my seat belt on right away in the car or I don't follow through with a promise right away (good or bad). I love that he sleeps in his underwear (and dance, wrestle, eat, etc). I love the joy that fills his heart and his laugh that makes his nose crinkle up. I love that he still prays for his armpit, thanks to his daycare buddies teaching him how to make noises out of it. I love that he calls his bike with training wheels his "trick" bike and that he loves to be rough and tough with his daddy. I love how he make's sure that I'm OK since the passing of my dad. Weekly he's asking me if I"m still sad and then we are able to talk about Papa Mike.
Being Logan's MOM is truly an honor. I can't wait to see the plans that the Lord has in store for his life.
"Be strong and courageous, (Logan), for the Lord your God goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you."
Dueteronomy 31:6
I love Logan's heart. He has such a tender side to him. I love that at dinner he needs to stop and take hug breaks or still loves to give me extra kisses. I love that he's so sweet to his brother and can't wait to share a bedroom with him. I love that he thinks our next child will be a girl. He tells me that when Shane gets a little bit older then I'll have a girl baby. That's all he wants--one brother and one sister. (I'm secretly praying for two girls, but don't tell Josh!) I love that he calls me out on things like if I forget to put my seat belt on right away in the car or I don't follow through with a promise right away (good or bad). I love that he sleeps in his underwear (and dance, wrestle, eat, etc). I love the joy that fills his heart and his laugh that makes his nose crinkle up. I love that he still prays for his armpit, thanks to his daycare buddies teaching him how to make noises out of it. I love that he calls his bike with training wheels his "trick" bike and that he loves to be rough and tough with his daddy. I love how he make's sure that I'm OK since the passing of my dad. Weekly he's asking me if I"m still sad and then we are able to talk about Papa Mike.
Being Logan's MOM is truly an honor. I can't wait to see the plans that the Lord has in store for his life.
"Be strong and courageous, (Logan), for the Lord your God goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you."
Dueteronomy 31:6
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Happy Thursday! So this morning I thought it would be fun for the kids and I to attend story hour at the library...the emphasis on this post will be "thought." I am easily excited, sort like the daycare kids, but this morning I should have just stayed home.
The first problem was getting all 9 kiddos to the library, transportation wasn't working out like I had thought, but in the end I was able to make something work. The first incident that threw the kids and I into chaos was our ride showed up 15 minutes early. I was still packing a sack lunch for two of the kids that had to get to pre-school right after story hour. No one was ready! We all scramble to get our things on. I asked the big kids to help the little kids, but the little kids didn't want the big kids help...grrr! We managed to get everyone ready and out the door.
As we arrived to the library the turn to the main access was blocked off due to construction. I had no idea how to get around, but we unloaded everyone and headed out to find a way in. Thankfully another mom was bringing her child to story hour and told me how to get in. During this time, the wind seriously could not have blustered (if that's even a word) any worse that it was. Dirt was flying into the kids and I's faces and it was chilly. We managed to walk around to the other side only to be confronted with stairs. I had my two year old's in the stroller and was not about to attempt this task alone. I put on my assertive pants and asked the first person I saw to help me and to get directions to the library from the DMV office. The other 7 kids were getting pretty rowdy and definitely didn't have their listening ears on. Down the hallways we went, up the elevator, down another hallway, through the doorway and we were there. We arrived to the library at 10:50AM (story hour began at 10:30AM) only to find that it was canceled due to the construction! Our ride was coming to pick us back up at 11:15AM, so we had some time to spare to check out books.
At about 11:10AM we headed out to find our way back to the parking lot. I managed to get us to the elevator, of course with kids fighting to push the button and running off so they could hide from me. We were on the Lower Level and needed to go up, assuming that meant we went to the Upper Level. After two failed attempts to the Upper Level, yes loading and unloading everyone out of the elevator, this sweet lady came to my aide. When we arrived to the Upper Level there was no way to get out and the area didn't look familiar. I failed to remember what level we were on when we first boarded the elevator to go to story hour. After one more trip "up" she enlightened me with the "M" button for Main Floor. As we got off and the surroundings looked familiar I began to sing Hallelujahs at the top of my lungs and even jumped up and clicked my heels together. No, actually I didn't do that, but that would have been funny! The kind lady helped me carry the stroller down the flight of stairs and we were all off again to our ride, not to mention running 10 minutes. I forgot another important detail, it had begun raining too.
We did make it back to our ride, $20 later, wet hair and clothes, with no story hour made for one disappointing outing! Advertisers say that Red Bull gives you wings well Soy Lattes at Caribou makes you think you're Super Mom... and I'm not.
If you can learn anything from this blog post please call the library before you plan an outing to story hour with nine kids, it will save you some stress and disappointed children.
The first problem was getting all 9 kiddos to the library, transportation wasn't working out like I had thought, but in the end I was able to make something work. The first incident that threw the kids and I into chaos was our ride showed up 15 minutes early. I was still packing a sack lunch for two of the kids that had to get to pre-school right after story hour. No one was ready! We all scramble to get our things on. I asked the big kids to help the little kids, but the little kids didn't want the big kids help...grrr! We managed to get everyone ready and out the door.
As we arrived to the library the turn to the main access was blocked off due to construction. I had no idea how to get around, but we unloaded everyone and headed out to find a way in. Thankfully another mom was bringing her child to story hour and told me how to get in. During this time, the wind seriously could not have blustered (if that's even a word) any worse that it was. Dirt was flying into the kids and I's faces and it was chilly. We managed to walk around to the other side only to be confronted with stairs. I had my two year old's in the stroller and was not about to attempt this task alone. I put on my assertive pants and asked the first person I saw to help me and to get directions to the library from the DMV office. The other 7 kids were getting pretty rowdy and definitely didn't have their listening ears on. Down the hallways we went, up the elevator, down another hallway, through the doorway and we were there. We arrived to the library at 10:50AM (story hour began at 10:30AM) only to find that it was canceled due to the construction! Our ride was coming to pick us back up at 11:15AM, so we had some time to spare to check out books.
At about 11:10AM we headed out to find our way back to the parking lot. I managed to get us to the elevator, of course with kids fighting to push the button and running off so they could hide from me. We were on the Lower Level and needed to go up, assuming that meant we went to the Upper Level. After two failed attempts to the Upper Level, yes loading and unloading everyone out of the elevator, this sweet lady came to my aide. When we arrived to the Upper Level there was no way to get out and the area didn't look familiar. I failed to remember what level we were on when we first boarded the elevator to go to story hour. After one more trip "up" she enlightened me with the "M" button for Main Floor. As we got off and the surroundings looked familiar I began to sing Hallelujahs at the top of my lungs and even jumped up and clicked my heels together. No, actually I didn't do that, but that would have been funny! The kind lady helped me carry the stroller down the flight of stairs and we were all off again to our ride, not to mention running 10 minutes. I forgot another important detail, it had begun raining too.
We did make it back to our ride, $20 later, wet hair and clothes, with no story hour made for one disappointing outing! Advertisers say that Red Bull gives you wings well Soy Lattes at Caribou makes you think you're Super Mom... and I'm not.
If you can learn anything from this blog post please call the library before you plan an outing to story hour with nine kids, it will save you some stress and disappointed children.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Season of Change...
The past month and a half has brought a lot of change to my life. I think it's safe to say that Summer in Minnesota is officially over and Fall is in full force. As much as I love Summer there is something about the crisp air, the leaves changing to stunning colors of red, gold & orange, layering clothes, going for a run without sweating profusely, pumpkin patches, apples with carmel and cozy comfort food that brings joy to my heart. I wish Fall would last until December, but that's not how it works here. I was reminiscing about what my life looked like last year at this time. I had just had Shane Taylor and my dad, Mike, and step-mom, Ruth, where visiting us, my brother, Lucas, and sister, Eva, had come to Minnesota to meet Shane as well. I wasn't working and Twyla was doing daycare for me at the house. We had taken a family trip to the North Shore which we planned to make a family tradition, but some life events this year has caused us to post-pone until next Fall.
Monday, August 15th is a day I will never forget. It's the first time in my life that I have truly experienced heartache. It's the day that my dad, Mike, died. I received a call around 1:30AM from my step-mom, Ruth, that my dad had just passed away from a heart attack in his sleep. It literally felt like a bad dream. I was inconsolable, I shook as I cried in Josh's arms. It didn't seem possible. He was supposed to be coming next month to see us, Shane's Birthday was 10 days away and I had just spend the day playing phone tag with him. So many emotions rushed through me at the thought of not hearing my dad's voice again or being able to touch him. Through this experience of loss and heartache I'm able to rejoice knowing that my dad is the presence of the Almighty God. He finally has a perfect body--eyes to see Heaven's greatness. I'm so thankful that our time on Earth isn't the end and that I will get to spend eternity in heaven with my dad. I still go to call my dad on a weekly basis, but then remember he's not going to answer. There are so many moments through out my day that I wish I could share with him. Words Logan says or new milestones Shane has reached. I want to call him to vent about life knowing that he will lift my spirits up and tell me that he's praying for me. I miss hearing about his weekends, singing in the church choir and going to Sunday Karaoke. I miss hearing him call me "Keekers" and telling me how much he loves me. I don't know if time will make any of this any easier, but for right now it hurts. I am thankful that I don't have any regrets with my relationship with my dad. We both did the best we could and gave it 100%. His funeral was two Friday's ago, September 16th, in Columbus, OH. It was a perfect celebration of his life. I was able to share some thoughts at his funeral that I would like to share with you. We don't know how much time on Earth we will have and I want everyone to be able to be confident to know where you are going when you die.
Below is my speech...
My name is Kelsi Timm, and I am Michael’s daughter. Today you will hear about how great of a man my dad was, people will share sweet memories that they had with him, funny stories about dad, his love for music & sports and how he loved his family and friends, but I am going to tell you about my dad’s most important relationship in life.
My dad has had a lot of relationships in his life. Relationships with friends, family, wives, alcohol, music, work, sports, exercise, but none had ever completely fulfilled him until he met Jesus.
I began to pray for my dad when I was in middle school that he would come to know Jesus as his personal savior. After eight years of prayer, my prayer finally was answered. I will never forget the phone call when dad told me he had entered into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. You see it was not by my dad’s good works or by him being a good person, it was that my dad surrendered himself to Jesus. Ephesians 2:8-9 reads, “For it is by grace we are saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast.” Dad had tried to do life on his own for too long and realized that it wasn’t working. He needed something else and that something else was Jesus. Dad learned that Jesus loved him so much that he died on the cross for his sins; despite his shortcomings and poor choices. Jesus’ grace redeemed him and now dad gets to spend eternity in Heaven.
The last 10 years I have so enjoyed talking to him about what Jesus was doing in his life. He would challenge me in my walk with the Lord and would hold me accountable when I wasn’t living my life accordingly to the Bible. He became a prayer warrior for my family and I. Dad just wasn’t a dad anymore, he became a spiritual mentor to me. Dad has shared with me countless times that his greatest desire is for his family & friends to know Jesus as their personal savior. He wants us we all to spend eternity together. So on behalf of my father, I challenge all of you to think about where would you go if you died tonight. Are you confident that you would get to spend eternity in Heaven? The Bible says, “God has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life. I write these things to you who believe in the name of the Son of God so that you may KNOW that you have eternal life,” 1 John 5:11-13.
Dad has left his legacy of living his life for Jesus for his children and grandchildren. He is dancing and singing with the angels. He finally gets to see with perfect vision and is in presence of the Almighty God! I miss my dad so much. I’ll never get to hear him call me Keeker’s, say that I love’s me, that he’s proud of me or that he’s praying for me. I know that one day I will be re-united with him in Heaven and we will get to spend eternity together.
Monday, August 15th is a day I will never forget. It's the first time in my life that I have truly experienced heartache. It's the day that my dad, Mike, died. I received a call around 1:30AM from my step-mom, Ruth, that my dad had just passed away from a heart attack in his sleep. It literally felt like a bad dream. I was inconsolable, I shook as I cried in Josh's arms. It didn't seem possible. He was supposed to be coming next month to see us, Shane's Birthday was 10 days away and I had just spend the day playing phone tag with him. So many emotions rushed through me at the thought of not hearing my dad's voice again or being able to touch him. Through this experience of loss and heartache I'm able to rejoice knowing that my dad is the presence of the Almighty God. He finally has a perfect body--eyes to see Heaven's greatness. I'm so thankful that our time on Earth isn't the end and that I will get to spend eternity in heaven with my dad. I still go to call my dad on a weekly basis, but then remember he's not going to answer. There are so many moments through out my day that I wish I could share with him. Words Logan says or new milestones Shane has reached. I want to call him to vent about life knowing that he will lift my spirits up and tell me that he's praying for me. I miss hearing about his weekends, singing in the church choir and going to Sunday Karaoke. I miss hearing him call me "Keekers" and telling me how much he loves me. I don't know if time will make any of this any easier, but for right now it hurts. I am thankful that I don't have any regrets with my relationship with my dad. We both did the best we could and gave it 100%. His funeral was two Friday's ago, September 16th, in Columbus, OH. It was a perfect celebration of his life. I was able to share some thoughts at his funeral that I would like to share with you. We don't know how much time on Earth we will have and I want everyone to be able to be confident to know where you are going when you die.
Below is my speech...
My name is Kelsi Timm, and I am Michael’s daughter. Today you will hear about how great of a man my dad was, people will share sweet memories that they had with him, funny stories about dad, his love for music & sports and how he loved his family and friends, but I am going to tell you about my dad’s most important relationship in life.
My dad has had a lot of relationships in his life. Relationships with friends, family, wives, alcohol, music, work, sports, exercise, but none had ever completely fulfilled him until he met Jesus.
I began to pray for my dad when I was in middle school that he would come to know Jesus as his personal savior. After eight years of prayer, my prayer finally was answered. I will never forget the phone call when dad told me he had entered into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. You see it was not by my dad’s good works or by him being a good person, it was that my dad surrendered himself to Jesus. Ephesians 2:8-9 reads, “For it is by grace we are saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast.” Dad had tried to do life on his own for too long and realized that it wasn’t working. He needed something else and that something else was Jesus. Dad learned that Jesus loved him so much that he died on the cross for his sins; despite his shortcomings and poor choices. Jesus’ grace redeemed him and now dad gets to spend eternity in Heaven.
The last 10 years I have so enjoyed talking to him about what Jesus was doing in his life. He would challenge me in my walk with the Lord and would hold me accountable when I wasn’t living my life accordingly to the Bible. He became a prayer warrior for my family and I. Dad just wasn’t a dad anymore, he became a spiritual mentor to me. Dad has shared with me countless times that his greatest desire is for his family & friends to know Jesus as their personal savior. He wants us we all to spend eternity together. So on behalf of my father, I challenge all of you to think about where would you go if you died tonight. Are you confident that you would get to spend eternity in Heaven? The Bible says, “God has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life. I write these things to you who believe in the name of the Son of God so that you may KNOW that you have eternal life,” 1 John 5:11-13.
Dad has left his legacy of living his life for Jesus for his children and grandchildren. He is dancing and singing with the angels. He finally gets to see with perfect vision and is in presence of the Almighty God! I miss my dad so much. I’ll never get to hear him call me Keeker’s, say that I love’s me, that he’s proud of me or that he’s praying for me. I know that one day I will be re-united with him in Heaven and we will get to spend eternity together.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Attack of the mosquitos and a mouse
We, my family & I, just returned home from what was supposed to be a leisure hike at Carlos State Park, but instead turned into an attack of the mosquitos. (sounds like a movie title) Our adventure went a little something like this...
It's a beautiful sunny day in Alexandria, low 70s with a slight breeze. A perfect day to take in Carlos State Park. We loaded up the boys along with some snacks and drinks and the double stroller. We began our journey with not a care in the world--didn't even check the time nor grab a map. We were just excited to have some family time and take in the lushness of the park. The trail started out great, we were admiring the lake, and the landscape and Logan was collecting sticks. Logan instructed me to take pictures of any animals that we see. As we got further into the trail, the shadier and moist it became. As you know, certain annoying critters love this type environment. (This is the part where the mosquitos begin to attack.) We start to walk faster and are trying to keep the mosquitos off of the boys. Did I mention that we neglected to bring bug spray with? Walking and swatting flies was not working. Thankfully we had brought a blanket with for Shane, so Logan draped the blanket across Shane and his legs to keep the flies out. Josh and I decided that we should start to run. We honestly had no ideas how far it was to the end, but all we knew was that we wanted out.
By this time I really had to use the bathroom, if the bugs weren't so bad I would have stopped and gone on the trail. I, however, didn't want the bug bites and Josh said he wouldn't wait. As Josh is running with the jogging stroller and I'm carrying our camera I can't help but start to laugh. Up we went, down we went, things were falling out of the stroller because of the rough terrain. I could feel my bladder a swishing' and a sloshing' and I envisioned myself not making it to the bathroom. Finally we came to the road and we knew it wouldn't be long to a bug free zone.
I hurried to the bathroom and just barely made it, but I made it! I was dripping in sweat and was relieved that our time at the park had come to an end. As I walked towards the vehicle with no more worries a mouse ran out in front of me and almost touched my foot. I jumped and screamed for my life and then took off running (again). My heart was pounding and I felt like I had the he-be-jeebies crawling all over me. Josh was laughing and couldn't believe I was that scared of a mouse. So needless to say I went out with a bang!
So there it is folks, our adventure at Carlos State Park! We are now safe and sound at our house and the boys are sound asleep in their beds. Learn from our mistakes, apply bug spray before hitting the trails!
It's a beautiful sunny day in Alexandria, low 70s with a slight breeze. A perfect day to take in Carlos State Park. We loaded up the boys along with some snacks and drinks and the double stroller. We began our journey with not a care in the world--didn't even check the time nor grab a map. We were just excited to have some family time and take in the lushness of the park. The trail started out great, we were admiring the lake, and the landscape and Logan was collecting sticks. Logan instructed me to take pictures of any animals that we see. As we got further into the trail, the shadier and moist it became. As you know, certain annoying critters love this type environment. (This is the part where the mosquitos begin to attack.) We start to walk faster and are trying to keep the mosquitos off of the boys. Did I mention that we neglected to bring bug spray with? Walking and swatting flies was not working. Thankfully we had brought a blanket with for Shane, so Logan draped the blanket across Shane and his legs to keep the flies out. Josh and I decided that we should start to run. We honestly had no ideas how far it was to the end, but all we knew was that we wanted out.
By this time I really had to use the bathroom, if the bugs weren't so bad I would have stopped and gone on the trail. I, however, didn't want the bug bites and Josh said he wouldn't wait. As Josh is running with the jogging stroller and I'm carrying our camera I can't help but start to laugh. Up we went, down we went, things were falling out of the stroller because of the rough terrain. I could feel my bladder a swishing' and a sloshing' and I envisioned myself not making it to the bathroom. Finally we came to the road and we knew it wouldn't be long to a bug free zone.
I hurried to the bathroom and just barely made it, but I made it! I was dripping in sweat and was relieved that our time at the park had come to an end. As I walked towards the vehicle with no more worries a mouse ran out in front of me and almost touched my foot. I jumped and screamed for my life and then took off running (again). My heart was pounding and I felt like I had the he-be-jeebies crawling all over me. Josh was laughing and couldn't believe I was that scared of a mouse. So needless to say I went out with a bang!
So there it is folks, our adventure at Carlos State Park! We are now safe and sound at our house and the boys are sound asleep in their beds. Learn from our mistakes, apply bug spray before hitting the trails!
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