32 Week Photo

I know, I know....I can't believe it either. I am 32 weeks already! Oy!

I have been happily getting ready for this little man. I must say the nesting instincts are especially strong with me. I have almost scrubbed every inch of the house, and today, I decided to wash the pillow coverings and then proceeded to vacuum the couch because ya know it needed it :) The husband just chuckles when I get in my cleaning frenzy mood, and seeing as how it hits me once a day, he gets a good laugh quite often!

We have a few things to get for AJ (ie the crib, diapers, and some bottles), but things are quickly coming together. I am loving being pregnant (yes, even now). He is growing like a weed, letting me know just how big he is at the most inopportune times. Just a few days ago I had a video conference for work and he was swinging from my rib cage. Oh, and since I have yet to mention it, in the middle of the hubbub of the holidays and baby preparations, I began my new job as a math tutor for a university. It is all done online so I can be a Mama first and work second. I can make my own office hours and work whenever I can. This is definitely an answer to prayer, since I can work from home, my husband can continue to go to school, and we can both be here for our son and each other.

And without further adieu, here is the most recent photo of the belly bump

We are so grateful for this past year and looking forward to the next!

Happy New Year to everyone.

Merry Christmas!

May you all have a blessed Christmas! We have so much to celebrate, counting our blessings, and spending some quality time together.

My heart is overflowing this year, thank you all for your kind words, your time, and your friendship.

Merry Christmas.

On This Day...

This past week had me whirling and whizzing about the kitchen, making cookies, frosting cookies, tasting cookies, melting butter, and getting up extra early to start a fresh batch so the hubby could start his day off with a whiff of snickerdoodles in the morning.

I do believe I am finally done. There is just a batch of cinnamon rolls to bake later this week, but for now, the plan is, get this--to do nothing. To just savor it. To stop and reflect. To thank God for His Son. To celebrate a wonderful year. To give thanks for what I thought were hardships that have been transformed into blessings.

Our Christmas will be very quiet, just the hubby and his folks. There are family members we wish were closer, but they are close in our minds and in our hearts.

My husband and I were reflecting on this past year. We moved to another state, again. We started over in a place we knew nothing about. We get by on less than we ever had. We have given up things we thought we needed. And we have never been happier. Our laughs bellow from deep within, the kind of happiness that pours over. We talk about our hopes and our dreams, and how what we thought was unattainable is in fact a reality. We listen more, wait patiently (most of the time), and have seen our faith grow tenfold.

My only hope is that you all may have the kind of Christmas I am blessed to see and live every day.

Every day miracles....

He's Growing!

Apparently, this lil kiddo likes his current home....

Because he is growing big and strong!

Monday's Happenings

This post has been deleted and backspaced for the past hour. My mind has a dozens of thoughts and no way to put my brain to the keys. That is until, I was in the kitchen baking my grandmother's chocolate truffles for the husband, and it hit me. I was finally able to put into words what this season has meant to me--it's been humbling.

I have been humbled by the outpouring of love people have shown our family. Thus far, we have been gifted baby bedding, a carseat and stroller combo, and a newborn swing. My mom and sister continue to send some clothes for our little guy, and friends have kindly given gently used items they are no longer needing. I am in awe of the constant stream of packages that seem to meander their way to our door. My heart is overflowing with appreciation for such kindness.

I have been humbled by my husband's love. He sat with me today, gently stroking my hair, telling me how much he loved me. He had plenty to do between work and school, but he took an extra few minutes to make me feel important. He then told me that he is so grateful to have married me and that I am all he will ever need for Christmas. There is so much I wish I could get him, but there he is, reminding me that nothing measures up to the gift of love.

I realize that my little home may not seem like much to many, but to the few, this home is a dream. I am feel so unbelievably blessed that we have our home, a place to lay our heads down at night, a place to share meals together, a place to grow our family. So much of what we think we need is a mirage. All we really need is each other.

And finally, I am humbled by God's love, by His Son, and this season. Without the babe in the manger, none of this would matter. God's love is what gets me through the days that seem to make you want to shriek and hide. His love is worth rejoicing, every day, all day, no matter the season.

Everyday miracles.

One Monday

I am continuously amazed at how life lessons never wane in existence, how faith is grown and nurtured daily. The everyday is enough to make most of us lose our noodles, but with prayer and petition, patience and kindness, faith and courage, the everyday evolves into something so much more. What was once laundry, chores, cooking, and work becomes a task gifted by God, not to be diminished in size or scope.

I'm not saying I'm some kind of superhero, but I have found gratefulness in the everyday. The routine, the balance, the ebb and flow of my life has become a sweet lullaby this past month, and I am convinced it has been God. It's His voice. It's His love. It's His action.

Rather than huff and puff my muddled way, I had to stop. Stop and listen. Stop and pray. Just stop. When I did, I heard His voice loud and clear, reminding me that despite my best efforts, I am not in the driver's seat. I cannot control the gas nor the brakes, I have no ability to steer. I can only sit back enjoy the scenery and breathe it all in.

I have my moments of doubt; there are moments when I want so badly to have that 'security' we have been told we need (i.e. 'X' amount of dollars saved, health/vision/dental insurance with low deductibles, two cars, entertainment money, and much more). Then I realize the only security blanket I need is Him. He is everything, and in an instant, all those worldly things we are told to secure, can be taken away. I am placing my stock in Him. I'm betting on Him.

I'm counting my blessings this year, and enjoying the season so much more, with a much more 'simplified' Christmas. It's amazing how much time is freed up when you are not running around like mad trying to find 'the' gift. God has taken away everything I thought I needed so I could be left with all I have ever wanted--my husband, a baby on the way, a cozy home, and His love.

The gift of love is freely given and openly received.

Just some everyday miracles.

The 28 Week Photo

I do believe he is growing like crazy....

I woke up the other morning and my stomach had almost doubled in size! I think he just wants to be a big boy!

On Monday

My very own John Wayne....

My knees still go weak whenever I look at him. He could have chosen any other girl, but he chose me. He chose to stand beside me, to hold my hand, to kiss me goodnight, to spend the rest of his life with me.

I love the holidays as they remind us of happy, joyous occasions. Holidays hold some of our fondest childhood memories. They illicit that feeling of comfort and warmth, the taste of Mom's cookies, the sharp, fresh, earthy smell of the pine tree, the anticipation of Christmas morning, and ultimately, the celebration of a babe in the manger. Just as Thanksgiving lends itself to a day of gratefulness, Christmas is a day of pure adoration and love.

I could sit here and say that Thanksgiving was a tip-top perfect day, and that there was an overwhelming, all-consuming feeling of gratefulness. But truth be told, my feet were swollen (ah, pregnancy!) and my hands were chapped from all the dishes, there was the fine orchestration of the food in and out of the oven, and despite my cooking for days, it took mere minutes to devour.

But the act of thanks-giving is something I try to practice daily. I thank God for my John Wayne, for our son, for our health, for our home, for Molly. As cliche as it may sound, there is always something to be grateful for, always. Nothing is a given in life. Over the past week, I found my mind wandering down that dark path of 'what ifs'. The path I try not to venture down, but daringly tread down til I find my way back to Him. Back to the only one who knows it all. My home is my home for today. There is food for today. The bills are paid for today. We are here for today. We love for today.

We live for today.

This Man

I love him more than I could ever say, and today when I placed my head on his shoulder, I knew my life is just as it should be.

I love him more than I ever thought I could, and everyday I fall in love a little bit more. Swoon.

Monday's Thoughts...

I just spend some time putting together a little virtual baby registry, since most of my family lives far away from me. We have decided to do a virtual baby shower, one that can be done from even thousands of miles away.

(My beautiful Mama workin' away in her kitchen!)

I have been busily getting things put together for the nursery. In my brain, I must have things done now, so I am trying my best to take day by day. There is so much to be done, but I am trying to simply prioritize and accomplish :) Sounds like a mission impossible!

In all the baby books, there are so many items recommended to buy, but I just do not feel the need to buy every.last.thing. Seriously, some items seem more like a waste of money and a waste of space....so here is my question, what are items that I should have?

Just last night, I told my husband that I wasn't prepared to be a mom. That I didn't know enough. That we hadn't taken enough classes. How would I keep track of all the baby products, little man things, swaddling, getting the house even cleaner, adjusting Molly to all of this, lining up a pediatrician, birthing techniques, breastfeeding, gizmos, gadgets, galore! So in the middle of all this, my husband looked over (lovingly) and smiled. He reminded me that no one has all the answers. That is God's job. And then he reminded me that there are plenty of people who I can call with a question or two. ahem my mom!

This is one of those moments when there is a much bigger lesson to be learned. A lesson fixated upon the establishment of "you cannot prepare for a life altering event....you can only trust in your abilities". So, here I wait. Here I trust. Trust myself and my instincts. Trust in my husband to support me. Trust in those around me to lend helpful advice. Trust that everything will fall into place. Trust in the Maker of the Universe.....after all, He entrusted us with this little man.

Tomorrow will be spent much like today, gearing up for the Thanksgiving holiday. While it is never easy to be away from loved ones, I find myself turning my thoughts towards all I have to be grateful for, and thanking God for giving me this wonderful beautiful life.

May your table be surrounded with those you love.

Sayin' Hi....

Not only am I thankful for my husband and my Molly girl, but also this one....

There is so much to be thankful for. And I am so very thankful for all of you too. You all have been absolutely wonderful to me.

Monday's Notes

We have been in full holiday swing over here! Just this morning, we spent the our time over coffee discussing the feast to come next week. The hubby and I are going to cook the whole meal, we are going out to the nines! And the best part is we love cooking together in the kitchen, so I get to spend some quality time with my main squeeze. Yay!

Just this past week, my husband was walking in from work, when he came inside and said, "I love our home. Seeing the house lit up, and knowing you were inside, made me feel unbelievably happy. Our home isn't much, but it's homey and warm, it's where we belong." I know, I know, he is amazing. At the end of the day, that is all that matters.

Wednesday marks 26 weeks, I can't believe it! But I am so grateful for this time, for my wonderful husband, for quirky Molly girl, for our little man, for health, happiness, love, and above all, God. He is the one who has made all this possible. He is amazing.

Everyday miracles.

Friday Photo Op

Just a quick photo of the bump. He was sitting differently, so sometimes I look round and other days it appears as though I like doughnuts too much.

May you all have a wonderful weekend!

My Monday on Tuesday

I had every intention of posting last night, but yesterday was more than a little interesting here in Texas. We have felt the earthquakes from Oklahoma and yesterday we were on a Tornado watch all day long! There were a few times, we thought we might have to go underground, but we were spared. (I hope and pray every one else was as lucky.) We had quite the thunder and lightning storm, so sleep was nearly impossible.

The earth seems quiet now, and I am happy to be going about my day once again. Of course, I will be doubling up today since yesterday went completely unplanned. Ah well.

Lately, I have been keeping a pad of paper nearby to write down whatever may come to mind. There seems to be so much to do before the baby gets here, that sometimes my head feels swimmy. You see, I am the girl who had her wedding planned within two days of being engaged. I had my home ready to move each time within 48 hours. And yet, I do not have the nursery completely set up. I have a list of pediatricians, but our insurance is still wonky right now, so I'm in limbo there. We are receiving some second hand furniture (for free!....Hallelujah!) in order to reorganize and make some room for the little guy. I have a list of things he needs and family members who want to give it to him. I've got meals planned for our first few weeks, but I still feel like I'm treading through mud.

So once again, I'm Praying Like Crazy.

One thing is for sure, I have the holiday bug bad this year, and I feel so liberated knowing that I don't need to buy gifts and wrap them. My niece will be the only one receiving a gift, since we decided to only buy for the kiddos this year. Seems everyone's pocketbook leaves a little to be desired.

I know some women can't wait to have their babies here, and wish their pregnancy would be done and over with. I, on the other hand, love, love, LOVE being pregnant and wouldn't mind if time slowed down.

I am determined to soak up every single moment and leave my "Lists of To Dos" at the feet of Christ. He will sustain me and He will be the one to determine when all is said and done.

Oh Monday....

Tonight, this will be short and sweet....I've had a few pieces of Halloween candy and will soon require a piece of fruit, something not from the candy family :)

This week has been a wonderfully simple one. I have been busy in the kitchen making soups, baking crackers, baking pumpkin bread, and loving all my time in the kitchen. I've noticed that my cleaning habits have become a little more intense lately, as I was scrubbing base boards because I was convinced they were SO dirty! My husband has been laughing a lot lately about my cleaning habits, especially when he saw my wishlist to complete before our little man gets here!

I can't believe that tomorrow is the beginning of November.....time is flying by. I love this time of year, all the warm cups of tea, festive decorations, and joyous memories. I am finding that with the our current economic situation, my husband and I are focusing more on the traditions and the meanings of the day than the distracting elements that take away from the genuine, heartfelt memories. As it is, we have decided to not do Christmas presents this year. It will make it easier on all of the family, including the extended family members.

And now, my husband and I are already looking forward to picking out our Christmas tree, baking cookies for the neighbors, seeing the lights glisten in our little downtown, cooking up a turkey feast, and making some homemade decorations. Just talking (nor writing) about it makes me so very excited for these coming months.

After the holidays, the memories continue with the arrival of our little man.

Everyday miracles.

Pregnancy Photo....and a Happy Halloween!

First of all, Happy Halloween everyone! (Now, we are not big on celebrating Halloween, I like to think of this as a Fall celebration and a kick-off to my favorite time of year!).

Here is the 23 week photo. This little guy is growing everyday, and I love to see my belly get bigger, knowing he is safely tucked away, warm and cozy.

My husband and I will be carving pumpkins this weekend and roasting pumpkin seeds. I've got plenty to do, but I keep reminding myself exactly what my husband says....to relax and trust in the Lord. All in God's timing.

Everyday miracles.

On This Monday....

The highlight of this week was without a doubt, hands down, bar-none, finding out we are expecting a little boy and seeing his sweet, sweet little face. Once I was told everything looked great, and that all appendages and inner workings were in their designated places, and that he seemed to be just fine, I knew I could sleep for weeks. A huge weight was lifted from my shoulders, our little man was perfectly and wonderfully made.

A few people have asked if we have a name picked out yet. We had tossed around a few in the past, and oddly enough, none of the names we originally liked will be his name. My husband and I have settled on Allen James (or AJ) for short. Allen is my father's name and James is my husband's family name, as both his dad and he share it. I believe we will be hard-pressed to change this....he will be named after some wonderful, honest, Godly men.

In other news, I have been keeping with the new motto of "Praying like Crazy" especially in regards to provisions and work. I am still lost as to what exactly God wants us to be doing, but I am praying everyday that we are doing what He wants us to do. Just last week, I found that our health insurance premium is going to be raised another 50%, a hike that we cannot afford. I have been looking into other options, but I won't be accepted by other health insurance companies due to my pre-existing condition, ahem pregnancy. If something can't be figured out soon, I will be forced to cancel our insurance, but I don't know what else to do.

Only God does.

Daily life is definately a walk in faith, through each second of everyday. But I still believe in those everyday miracles. I have to.

Without Futher Ado...

We are happy to introduce....

Our Son! We found out yesterday that our little bundle of joy is a little man!

We feel so blessed!

A Little Monday News....

So, in keeping with the new tradition of weekly updates, here it goes.

Right now, the wind is howling outside, bringing in the promise of a chilly Fall. We should be seeing much cooler temps here tomorrow, and I am giddy thinking about all the wonderful aromas wafting through the house. Tomorrow will be sugar cookies cut out like pumpkins and ghosts, along with chicken tacos on homemade tortillas.

I love cooking. I love baking. I love being in my kitchen. But something I love more--cooking alongside my husband. He has been helping me so much in the kitchen, keeping me company. I feel so blessed just knowing he wants to spend time with me.

We are still praying and seeking out God's will for much of our lives. My husband and I both became enthralled with the notion that we are somehow in control of our lives, when we both know better. God is the only one to have complete control, and since we have been left wondering many how's and why's in life, we realize how much we need Him. So here we wait, praying, believing, asking.

Just last night, we unpacked our groceries, and as I stood with full cabinets, I felt a surge of overwhelming gratefulness. We have full cabinets (again) and so many go without this basic need. I get to look through cookbooks and plan meals, when too many adults and children fall asleep hungry. Sure, I have things on my wish list, but our basic needs are being met. Clothes are clean. Baths are given. House is warmed. Food is cooked. Love is bountiful.

I will continue to ask the Lord for those things which we need. And I pray knowing that will all things, God's perfect timing will result. Patience is necessary, and there is no better one to wait on than the Lord.

Everyday miracles.

A Little Note....To Myself

I have been thinking about this for some time now, wondering if I should proceed with doing posts such as these. And after much thought and consideration, I believe I am going to go for it.

Once a week, I thought I would start posting about whatever is meandering amongst my brain, whatever may pop into my mind. With so much going on these days and the baby on the way, I want to commemorate every day right now.

Let it begin....

The past couple of months have not been the easiest, but they have been the most rewarding. There has been some hubbub with the husband's job, and unfortunately right now, we are in some kind of limbo/holding pattern. I'm not sure if he has a job, but we are trusting God to provide for our needs. In the past few days, I have seen my flaws in my faith, as I failed to ask God for a specific need, thinking that I had to pray a certain way and not be too demanding. Whelp, I realize now how little I was trusting God, and how greatly I devalued the capacity and power of God.

We have some expenses coming up that I am not quite sure how they will be paid for. There are a few needs that need to be met, some bills that need to be paid, some maternity clothes to buy :)

Normally, I would be fretful over how all this will happen, but now I am trying my best to let go. To let go to my old ways, to change my mindset, and to believe that my current problems are none too small for the Maker of the Universe.

So here I am, trusting, waiting, praying. Praying Like Crazy.

There is beauty all around me. I am lucky enough to have my husband safe at home. The baby is growing happily and healthily, and the weather is beckoning for colder nights. Everyday miracles....they happen all the time.

20 Week Photo-Op

I've made it halfway!!! Yeah (insert minor freak out moment, especially as I realize soon life will change in a few short months!). With every wiggle and every squirm, I feel as though life is quickly becoming more and more fulfilled. At first, I kept thinking that the bump wasn't really growing, but yesterday at my appointment with my midwife, my belly grew 7 cm!!!

Everything is all right on track, the belly is growing and the baby is plenty strong. I don't have any weird cravings at this point, just trying to eat right and get enough rest. I happen to be one of those go-go-go people who tries to do it all.

And now, not so much.

Little by little, it will all get done. Little by little, I will accomplish what I wanted to do. And little by little, I will learn to slow down, to stop and relish this time.

Before I know it, there will be a little person to care for.

The Last Day of September

This month hasn't been an easy one. My hubby is working longer hours and there is a shift at home. The air is different like the walls know something is amiss. My husband and I, work much better alongside one another, and I am hoping that in a few weeks, I am able to join him every so often at the office.

We have had our fair share of flubs and flops, but through it, we are going strong. This lil one is growing away, and we are making time for family dinners when we can. Molly keeps me company during the day, she walks beside me, letting me know I'm never truly alone.

I hold on with all my might to the moments we are together. To those moments when the house is warm and full, as is my heart. Last night, Molly was snuggled up at the foot of our bed, my husband reached out to hold my hand just before falling asleep, and the baby gave me a sweet kick to say a quick "hello". And there I laid, smiling. Life was absolutely perfect in that moment.

September was full of sweet moments and some bittersweet ones. October brings with it new beginnings, as does each day. We do what we can with the hours we are given, and I am going to do all that I can to soak up each and everyday.

Tomorrow the hubby is home all day....so I think we will enjoy a nice leisurely breakfast and bake in the kitchen all day.

Bring on October.

The 18 Week Update

*Disclaimer....I had every intention of doing this much sooner, but I had a "minor" kitchen accident this week involving boiling chicken broth and my poorly placed right hand. I have some unfortunate looking scald marks, although all is well now. Especially now that I can use my hand again!!

These past few weeks have been some amazing ones. I have been able to feel this lil mover and shaker, and some punches or kicks have definitely caught my attention. I have relished having some energy back, it's such a sweet relief from the first trimester!

I don't have any cravings really, just as long as it is not take out or fast food. Both make me queasy just thinking about it. (This still stands true despite my chicken stock fiasco...)

So here is the little one growin' away!!

Hope everyone is having an enjoyable weekend...

The Days I Live For

Today, today feels like Fall. The rain came down all last night and this morning (yes, we finally have rain!), and we are supposed to have thunderstorms off and on all day.

There is a chill in the air, and thanks to my wonderful neighbor, I have some gently used screens for my windows, so now I can enjoy the chilly breeze without Texas sized bugs!!! And since the house is so deliciously cool, I felt it was appropriate to make a pot roast for dinner. The smell is wafting through the house as I type, and in these moments, life doesn't get any better. I will definitely be doing some Fall decorating this weekend, spruce up the place for the coming season.

Who knows how long this beautiful weather will last, but no matter. These beautiful days are upon us, and I am over the moon with fresh air, warm cider, light sweaters, and sweet smelling rain.

Time to check on that yummy pot roast....too bad it's for dinner!

As Promised....the 16 week photo.

Without further adieu, I give you, the 16 week belly photo:

And there is no more denying the belly....that wee babe is busy growing!

Happy Weekend All.

16 Weeks Post (One Day Late....ahem)

I will be posting a new baby bump picture soon, just didn't get around to taking one today, and now I am comfy in my jammies :)

I've seen on blogs how some women write about specific things happening during their pregnancy, so I thought I would give a quick rundown in my own sort of way!!

Size of Baby: The baby is about five inches right now!

Total Weight Gain/Loss: Well, I have put on about 7 pounds, but at this point I am pretty convinced it is all situated in the bust area.....seems to me when you have to buy three sizes up in your bust, some weight must be counterbalanced there :)

Maternity Clothes: My very best friends are Belly Bands! My aunt sent me a white one and a black one, and since I only need a lil extra room in my current pants, they work like magic!! I do have some maternity clothes that definitely come in handy on those days when clothes seem far to constricting!!

Gender: We have a sneaking suspicion this lil one is a girl!! But then again, we have a 50/50 shot, ha!

Movement: Last week, I had a dream that the baby kicked and I woke up right away! I have felt a few little tickles, and during yesterday's appointment, my midwife found the heartbeat on the doppler and then the lil one quickly scurried away!! So sweet.

Sleep: It's not bad, but then again, I am not the world's best sleeper :) Working from home has its perks, so I sleep when I need to.

Cravings: I make a smoothie everyday with yogurt, milk, spinach, berries, and a banana. I look forward to it every single afternoon!

Best Moment this Week: At yesterdays appointment, we heard the heartbeat again, and I promise, that sound never gets old. It's like Christmas morning every single time!!

I promise to post a picture soon, I thought I would spare you all the messy hair and yoga pants :)

Settling in for the coming Fall...

The beginning of September always makes me think of Fall. I start dreaming of craft projects, crocheting baby blankets, Fall wreaths with orange and red ribbon, visiting a pumpkin patch, and drinking fresh batches of apple cider.

I am just waiting for the day when it's cool enough to open the windows up and bake a batch of homemade cookies. This week we are supposed to see some cooler temperatures (nothing too chilly, but just better than 115 degrees!), and maybe, just maybe, my husband and I could enjoy a nice cup of tea out on the porch one night this week.

This small moments, the times of family and home mean so much to me. In these moments, I feel fulfilled and completely at peace. I am looking forward to this coming season and all that it has to offer.

Happy Weekend.

14 Week Photo!!

This is a little late in posting, since this was technically Wednesday. We have been busy around these parts, managing two farms for a few days. I am continually amazed at the strength of my husband. He works back-breaking labor in this miserable heat, and while I miss him when he is not around, he is such a help and a blessing to others. There is never a moment without work to be done, and yet, he still helps me so much by picking up a few things at the market or running to the bank.

I have fallen in love with him even more these past few months, as I have seen a man who works so hard for so very little and never complains. He is strong, capable, and willing to lend a hand to anyone who needs it. I am in awe of him, and remind myself daily, that he chose me.

Here is the 14 week photo....the bump is gaining speed at a perfect rate. Not too big, not too small. Just right.

And these overalls are my absolute favorite!! I picked them up at Wal-Mart for a few dollars, and they are so comfy....and maternity overalls to boot!!!

Hope you are all having a wonderful weekend.....please be safe and cool.

Forever and Ever

A few months ago, I asked my husband a question, "Do you think we will be friends in Heaven?"

To which he answered, "I like to think so. Why?"

And I sheepishly answered, "Because one lifetime just doesn't seem like enough."

Every day we have together is a gift, and every day, I am reminded how wonderfully blessed I am.

A Sweet Friend

Today, I received a sweet package from a dear friend. She wanted to pass on some of her books about childbirth and breastfeeding, but there was more to this lovely package. And with pregnancy hormones in full-swing, let's just say I got a little weepy!

Wrapped up in the box were two baby slings and a breastfeeding cover. She also sent me a sweet lil pair of booties that her son only wore once. All of this is generic in color, so no matter if we have a girl or a boy, we are all set.

Sometimes, I get a little worried thinking to myself how on Earth we will be able to give this baby what he or she needs, and then I am reminded of God's great provision. A friend who gave out of the goodness of her heart, provided more than some much needed items, she reminded how God provides what we need when we need it.

Thank you Lord for Your bountiful gifts and wonderful friends.

The 12 Week Photo

So here I am at 12 weeks. I've put on about 2 lbs. or so, and can happily report that the nausea is lightening up a bit (I hope I am not jinxing myself here!). I'm still tired, but I just keep telling myself that my body is working hard, even if I can't see it!!

My husband has been cracking up lately. I never used to have much of an appetite and now EVERYTHING sounds good!! I get full quickly, but eat more often!! His favorite game is to name off food items, and see my reaction! Ha!

So there you have it, a little update for those who asked. All is well, and with every uncomfortable symptom, I try to remind myself that it is a blessing in disguise. Thank you for all your kind words.....they mean so much to me!

Why I love Texas

In this day and age, where all we seem to have on our minds is the economy, unemployment, cost of groceries, and social upheaval, it's nice to know that humanity is not dead.

You may remember that a few months ago, my husband and I gave up watering our yard, and that Texas has seen some pretty horrid days of heat and more heat. Our grass is almost completely dead, but the look of the yard, pales in comparison to the necessity to allot for those with livestock and fields. Vanity wanes in the wake of necessity.

Well, this past week our yard has been coming to life again without our doing. We wondered how this phenomenon was happening, since the hose lay listlessly in its place, unmoved and unused. My mother in law found our mystery water supply a few days ago....our neighbor, Joe.

You see, Joe has a well, so he does not depend upon city water.....my mother in law stopped and said good morning, and asked what he was up to. Joe replied, "These kids (my husband and I) have worked so hard to make this house look so nice, and I can't bear to watch there yard die. They deserve a yard that looks nice. It's not their fault they decided to go without so others can have more."

My watering angel....he comes over at 5 am and doesn't make a peep. He just hooks up a sprinkler from his well, and let's it run.

I do believe there are some cookies in Joe's future. Maybe a nice pot roast.

And this is why I love Texas. The people are real, and kind, and loyal, and would happily give some of their water because he doesn't want to see the "kids" work die away. My heart is so full.

Spilling the Beans

A few months ago, I begin feeling different. I wasn't my usual bubbly, energetic self. Suddenly, napping all day, or eating soda crackers sounded like a swell way to spend my day. I thought for sure, I had caught a summer bug, since I always do, but my husband knew better. It wasn't until one day when I was doing yard work, and I suddenly had to turn my head to relieve my squirmy tummy. Ick.

My stomach dropped when I finally took one of those little tests and then proceeded to beg, plead, grovel at my husband's feet to go back to the market for another brand....

Without further adieu-

That's righty-O!! We are expecting!! In fact, I am almost 12 weeks (I will be on Wednesday). My mind really didn't seem to grasp the whole concept til my midwife found the wee one's heartbeat. Swoon. Sweetest sound in the entire world.

Everything looks really good (and I am praying to keep it that way). Right now, I am focusing on not being a superwoman!! I've got other things to take care of, and all I want to do is everything healthy and wholesome to give this wee one a good head start.

We feel so blessed, my husband and I weren't sure this was a possibility for us.

Christmas seems to have come early.

Exciting News to Come

We have some exciting news to share from our household to yours....

I will be posting about it very soon.

(Hint: The size 4 jeans are gonna have to give a little!)

The days that await

Lately, I have been striving to see the world through the "glass is half full" perspective. Some days, I am far more successful at this than others, and during those few days that like seems to have flipped sideways, with no rhyme or reason, just kinks up on you, I remember the latter. The days of laughter and love, happiness and contentment. The days of jubilation and celebration, movies and snuggles, games of catch with Molly, and leisurely baths.

Those "half full" days go much farther than to simply get me through. They feed my soul and make my cup runneth over. In the moments when nothing spectacular seems to happen, and yet, it seems spectacularly wonderful to me, I feel whole.

Whole in a way that all the pieces found their way back, completely me and loving every minute of it. Those are the days that await me. Those are the days I lace my fingers into, weaving a tight web of wonderfully blissful moments.

Those are the days that make all the difference.

One Big Cuddle Bug

This morning I awoke to Molly in the backyard, acting all too quiet, for my rambunctious, vivacious doggie.....

And there was a reason:

It seemed a few of these had escaped in the wee hours this morning!

These girls....oh they are adventurous for sure!! Courageous feathered friends....luckily for them, Molly was rolling in the grass, thinking they wanted to play with her!

All chickens are safely put away, and accounted for. And Molly, showed me once again how much of a gentle giant she really is.

Busy Bees!!!

This week has been one big blur....running here and there, from house to house. My in-laws have been away this week, requiring us to work two farms at once. Manual labor at its best!!! There are 15 chickens and four dogs to be tended to, a few acres, and two homesteads. Life has been full of chores, gardening, watering (at my in-laws, they have a well; therefore, they have not been affected by the drought), feeding critters, laundry, cooking, and bustling about.

I love the hustle and bustle of this, but I am looking forward to a wee little break. In the meantime, I have been clicking away at the keys, working on my next book. I keep hoping and praying that God will bless my writing and allow it to be means for furthering the financial security of my family.

I don't always understand (in fact, I hardly ever understand) how or why life works the way it does. Over these past few weeks, I have come to the realization that I have no control over my life. That the journey I am on may not be easy or paved, but I will get there. One step at a time, one breath at a time, one foot in front of the other.

Life continues to amaze me and scare the bejeezus out of me. This is not the life I expected, nor the one I planned on, but it's the one I got. And this girlie is going to do everything in her power to embrace this life, to love life to its fullest, to squeeze those lemons til there's nothing left.

And then I can sit back and sip that sweet, sweet lemonade.

Right Now

Right now, Molly and I are whittling away our afternoon, staying out of this ridiculous heat. I was up early this morning to do chores, in order to avoid roasting this afternoon!!

Our town is on voluntary water rations right now. The hubby and I made the choice to go ahead and stop watering our lawn and garden. It's sad to think all that work we put in the yard is coming to an end, but we need to do all we can to allot for those who have livestock, pastures, families, etc. So for now, our grass will stay a lil crunchy...ah well.

So here Molly and I sit, soon Daddy will join us. I think a game is in the works today, and maybe some BBQ later.

Hopefully everyone is staying cool as best as possible!!

I pray Fall is around the corner (somewhere)....

Dreaming....

With the relentless heat here in Texas, I have found myself daydreaming more and more about spiced cider, apple orchards, pumpkins, sweaters, cool breezes, deep oranges and reds as the leaves turn in auburn waves.

My dreams have already turned to the coming holidays, and all those wonderfully delicious days spent baking away in the kitchen, the smells wafting from room to room. Nights spent cuddled up under quilts and flannel pajamas, after evening walks with cool breezes.

I have been planning and pining away after the months that await us. There is something magical about back to school supplies and fall decorations, with hot chocolate mornings that makes my heart go pitter patter. Swoon....

I can't wait for pot roast and blueberry muffins....warm apples drizzled in butter and cinnamon. My heart is full just thinking about it!!!

Praying for this....

Cooler weather that is......

I wish I had something enlightening to write about or some exciting news for the day, but alas, I am just melting.

Texas has not been this hot since 1895 (just some weather trivia for you), nor has it seen so many consecutive triple digit temperatures since the Dust Bowl. Oy

While some may be enjoying the summer, I am completely, 100%, fully committed to loving my all-time favorite seasons of Fall and Winter.

May you please make your appearance sooner rather than later......

This Texas farm girl is growing weary of working through the night simply because it's cooler.

Gratefully yours.

Me.

As The Sun Sets in Texas

My apologies for my lack of blogging lately.....the heat must be affecting my absentee brain.

Ah well.

Life on the farm never ceases to keep me busy, there are no idle hands around these parts. Although, I have found that with extensive heat comes the desire to slow down in the afternoon and lounge with a good book or a movie. I do believe my afternoon will be much quieter tomorrow (or so I hope!).

I have written two more books that are away at the Library of Congress for the copyright laws, before I send them off to the great beyond, where they will either be readily received or readily recycled.

When my time is not spent working pen and paper, I'm busily doing those chores around the house that never cease to end (ahem, laundry seems to grow daily, but it is a favorite chore of mine!). The garden has come along quite nicely this summer; however, I will not be planting a bumper crop due to the extreme heat here. Watering the garden by moonlight isn't so bad; it's the water bill that I fear more!

And in other news, my husband has a job!! Not just a 'job', but a job that doesn't involve him being gone 24/7. He will be away two days a week, one day being a half day, and the other being a full day. The rest of the work will be done from home!!! Praise God!! My husband and I have been praying for a job that would allow him more time at home. We have the sort of marriage that thrives on time together, while we seem to wither when we are apart. The job will meet our needs, and I have everything I want as long as I have him.

I better hop to it and finish the watering....morning will come early, and with it, the promise of a beautiful day and ample opportunities.

Where Did the Time Go?

She used to be so tiny....

A goofy little snuggle bug.

Now, she weighs a 100 lbs and cracks ribs when she jumps up, with that twinkle in her eye, CATCH ME!!

If I have problems with my dog growing up, whatever will I do in a few years with children?!?

I am undeniably, certifiably, without-a-doubt much too nostalgic for little babies of any type. However, will I make it, without acquiring baby goats, chicks, kittens, and/or an entire brood of my own.

Note to self, flipping through baby pictures of any sort, is a surefire way to bring about a need to cuddle and snuggle something tiny and soft.

Lord help me.

Roasting

Oh how I wish we could catch a break....

A break in the weather that is. Texas is roasting, literally. We have seen nothing but triple digits for months.

I digress, I miss that Colorado breeze. I just need one day, one little storm to help me out.

Watering the garden at 5 am and 10 pm has made me a little crabby on a few days.

Ah well, at least we get to break in our ice cream maker today, and dip our toes in some colder water....

Summer will be over in three months.

I'm pretty sure by then I will be a french fry!

A Daddy to Me

This Father's Day is one spent far away from my Dad, but alongside another man whom I love and adore, and believe was a Daddy if only for a moment. My husband.

Our story is not one free of pain or heartache, but rather it is a story of how two people made the decision to go ahead together, figuring they worked better together and stronger together than apart.

I met my husband at a coffee shop where I worked through college. He was a sweet, kind man, who gave me butterflies whenever he walked in. I would drop everything just to help him, hoping to catch a glimmer of that sweet smile, hear that deep voice. My heart would leap up into my chest, and my breath would catch, especially in the moment he asked me to go to dinner. We ended up talking for hours, never making it to the movies, but relishing in those moments over our coffee.

It took months for my husband to tell me this (then my boyfriend), but on the night we hugged goodnight after that fateful first date, my husband knew we would get married. He had a dream a few years before about him and another woman sitting on a beach somewhere. He never saw her face, but could see that she had red hair. The smell of her hair, the freckles on her skin, all appeared to him so vividly. Then, God's voice resounded from the Heavens, saying, "Do not be afraid, I have someone for you."

On the night my husband hugged me, the night of our first date, he said I smelled just like the woman in his dream. That my hair matched hers, and my freckles were a connection of hers. I was the girl from his dream.

And since then, he has been the man in mine.

A year ago, when we said good-bye to our first little one, I thought for sure my heart would remain empty, that I would never be the same. While, I have been changed by that day, I love more now than I ever have.

We made two cross-country moves in less than four months, and now live happily and quietly in the country. Our life is not our own, this much we know for sure. But every day is a gift, and every day spent with my husband is a reminder of how God gave me the greatest gift of all.

Love.

Love beyond all measure, love without boundaries, love free from restraint, love from this amazing man.

He may have only been a Daddy for a short while, but this day still belongs to the man who stole my heart years ago.

Tomorrow we celebrate our anniversary, two amazingly celebratory days, but with the love of your life, everyday is a dream come true.

May we stay this way forever.

In a mere three days...

On Monday, I will celebrate my second anniversary, with my very best friend, one of the greatest men I have ever known. Most wouldn't believe what has happened in just two short years, but together we have weathered a violent attack, say our good-bye's to our first little one, gaining the love and companionship of Molly, moving for a job, moving again four months later, and now living here in the country, working side by side.

My husband is my greatest accomplishment, he is my whole world. Everyday I get to spend with him is a gift from above. My heart swells with pride, knowing he chose me. He chose to honor me with the title of being 'his' wife. There is no gift greater than this.

Our lives were destined to meet, and I am so grateful to God for blessing me with the love of a Godly, honorable, kind-hearted, and handsome to boot, man.

Look Up

The need is great but the workers are few

When looking out into the wonderment of God's creation, I can't help but wonder what I am supposed to be doing.....

Is there some greater plan for me? Is there something BIG I should be doing with my life?

And then I hear His voice, deep within my soul, reassuring me, that my place is in my home, writing books for little ones, my feet dirty from walking around the garden. My accomplishments for the day do not amount to a 401K, but rather, they fill my spiritual and emotional account, as I taught myself the skills of making homemade laundry detergent and homemade peanut butter. I didn't solve world hunger, or alter the world on a grandeur level, but I did (and do) love my husband with all my heart and loved on Molly girl, praying fervently to continually be molded into the wife, daughter, sister, friend that God wants me to be.

The Heavens are vast, and life is full of promise; a promise not for comfortable living, rather a promise for abundant living. It's there, all you have to do is try.

At the end of the day....

At the end of the day, when the minutes have passed to hours, and the sun begins its descent behind the horizon, when the days chores are done, the hubbub of life is hushed...

At the end of the day, all that matters is that we are loved. That someone loves us beyond all recognition, someone cares enough to hug us, to let us know how important they are to us.

In case, you haven't heard this today, I care for you and about you. If there is a prayer that needs to be said, something that needs to be asked, a wound that needs healing, a void to be filled, I'm your girl. We all need to be needed and we all need to know how important we are.

At the end of the day, we all matter.

Little House

Living here has changed me....

I look up towards the Heavens and smile....

Feeling the bevel of the wood, the crispness of the air, the warmth of the sunrise, the ease of living in the country....

Grateful every day for God's amazing plan and providing our little house....

We live by a saying here, Never despise humble beginnings.

Beginning, middle, or end....we are in it together.

And that my friends, makes me the richest girl in the world.

May the angels lead you home....

My phone rang a little while ago....and instantly I cringed knowing, waiting, praying.

My Mama called to deliver the news, my Papa died.

He went peacefully this morning, with his sons by his side. They gathered round and said a prayer, the angels led him home.

My Papa was a veteran himself, so it's befitting that on a day when we remember fallen soldiers, I remember a soldier who lived beyond the throws of war, and found his lasting resting place, decades later.

Thank you for the prayers, I feel them, and that makes all the difference right now.

Memorial Day will never be the same.

Thank you to all those who serve, to all those who have given everything, to all those who were carried Home on the wings of angels.