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Thirty Weeks.

I have been pregnant for 210 days. That’s a whole lotta days. Since I will be induced at 39 weeks, I have about 63 left. In some ways, that seems like an eternity, but in other ways I know it will fly by.

Swollen ankles, baby hiccups, and outrageous heartburn are all part of the daily routine around here. This baby is a twirler. Rarely kicks or punches, but is constantly spinning. A wee bit painful at times. My second daughter was the exact same way. At thirty weeks the baby is an estimated 17 inches and 3.5 pounds. He is expected to gain about .5 pounds per week during the duration of the pregnancy.

Over the last couple of weeks, lots of progress has been made on my “to do before the baby comes” list. It feels great to check things off. My list is so ridiculously long, that in reality, I know it is physically impossible to finish it all before hand, but every little bit helps.

I also had 2 showers recently. Showers always overwhelm me with gratitude at the friends and family I have in my life. This baby is being born into a community of people that already love him so much. He has an endless list of aunties ready to smooch his cute little face. I had an amazing time at both parties, surrounded by people I love. I sat on a zebra couch, with a sock monkey nearby and had tons of little friends helping me open gifts for our new little man at one. At the other, we had a riveting game of racing babies to see who would eat first. I mean really, whats not to love?

Then I got to spend a whole day in my jammies looking through all my gifts, organizing, and putting things away. That is such my happy place.

I’m on the last lap. It’s getting close…

Football.

I am not of a sports family. I am not a fanatic, but I do love me some football.

We are not yellers at the t.v. We do not alter our schedules to watch games. We do not own football apparel of any kind, and we do not Face book our feelings about various plays throughout the games.

My husband is a creative, artistic, incredibly talented singer. He is tenderhearted, even keeled, and a non loud man. He leads worship at our church for a living. He is passionate about loving people, Mac products, hair color, reading, and his family. As for me, I would rather catch a great episode of So You Think You Can Dance or Divine design over a game any day of the week. Despite the fact that, I did spend countless hours cheering for games in high school and did find myself on a powder puff team once (and even intercepted a ball), there is nothing about our family that screams SPORTS.

Although, we do watch football… with our five pound Yorkshire Terrier on our laps.

It is from this household that my 11 year old son enters his first year of tackle football. He is playing for the school he attended for four years. Even though he is no longer at school at Bradshaw Christian, he is allowed to play. He has played sports 3 times in his life. Community soccer at 4 and community basketball at 8 and 9. So, we thought we’d start small and throw him into football, in the Sacramento heat. He wanted to play in the beginning. 80% of the time if you ask him if he still does. The other 20% is after a bad practice or on a 107 degree day. Then “he will never play football again.”

I can’t list all the good things it is doing for him. He’s growing up, learning to work on a team, learning to respect and trust some tough, yet incredibly respectable Godly men who are coaching Him. The first home game was last Saturday. Did I mention I love football? It was an unseasonably 77 degrees at 2 pm. I sat my 7.5 month pregnant self on the metal bleachers with family and great friends. We saluted the American Flag with song, opened in prayer, and watched as our young men children marched on the field in perfect lines. They were adorned in pads that are almost bigger than some of them and respectfully held hands during the opening moments. Then it was kick off and they proceeded to run for a touchdown in the first 2 minutes…

I’m a football mom of number 33. I’m lovin’ it. Go Pride.

Laundry Monster Shout Out.

Laundry Monster may just be my new hero. O.k. that may be just a tad dramatic, but look at these pics. I don’t think these burp cloths could be any cuter. She has lots at her Etsy store, but these were the three I ordered.

Can’t wait to receive my goodies in the mail! She has adorable girly ones too. If you want a little pizzaz without the normal trains, trucks, bunnies ‘n bows…..check her store out on Etsy.

$2 Bulletin Board.

Last Saturday an amazing thing happened. I went to 4 garage sales in search of the perfect frame and I actually found it. For TWO DOLLARS.

Brought it home. Dusted it. Stapled Chicken Wire to the back. Dug out some clothes pin.

Then it went to live on the wall in the classroom that is made up of all the other signs and pictures that have no where else to hang in my house.

Gotta love good deals.

First Days.

Monday the sixteenth was a big day around here. First day of Kindergarten, first day of middle school, and first day of my third trimester. Whew.

I can’t believe what a difference a year makes. I can not believe how calm our house and first week of school have been. I think back to the first week of school last year and on just day 2 I had my first freak out of the year. Things are different now.

My youngest was the star of the photo shoot this morning because, well she is starting Kindergarten and pictures on the porch are clearly a rite of passage. I am not sure where she gets her love of the camera. These were completely unprompted photos.

Taylor is growing way too fast. Her last year of elementary school has just begun. Where does time go? These two girls have grown super close this past year. Between homeschool and now sharing a room they don’t have much of a choice.

I am not neglecting my son, Cameron hates the camera and I got a picture of the three kids and that’s good enough for me. I will hold the torture for more important things.

On my first day of school I received amazing little gifts. A big “hug and kiss for the teacher” from Emma, a beautiful homemade card from Taylor, and a banana from Cameron (because we were out of apples, he said!). Shawn came home at lunch time and brought me a diet coke. My mom had given me my favorite Yankee Pumpkin Spice candles for the classroom, so that was brought out too.

People always ALWAYS ask me “how do you have time to do everything?” “How do you homeschool three different ages?” “How are you going to handle having a fourth?” I just quietly laugh to myself because this is by far the calmest my house has been in years…..Score one for homeschool. I like setting the pace because I don’t like the rat race. Not one bit. My littles will grow up fast enough all on their own.

Plan B.

Every once in awhile you come across a quote or saying that will stick with you through the years. I have recently finished a book that was full of quotes and concepts that I’m sure will stick with me for years to come.

Plan B by Pete Wilson.

Wether you love to read or not, pick this one up. It will be well worth your time. Trust me. Prepare to be disturbed, but in the best way possible. I am by no means someone who is prepared to give you a proper literary review, but if you want random thoughts and quotes from this book…read on….

One of the opening quotes of the book is:

“Plans fizzle. Expectations come to nothing. Trusted people let us down- or we let ourselves down. Dreams shatter or slip away. Has it happened to you? Plan A comes to an abrupt stop, and you’re not sure if there even is a plan B.”

I think at some point, we all have woken up and felt this way. Some in big ways. Some in small. Sometimes because our own poor choices bring us consequences that rock our world and worse yet, sometimes the poor choices of others do it for us. So how do we respond?

“When life isn’t turning out the way we had hoped, we almost always default to feeling as if God has abandoned us.”

God Himself never ever changes. Sometimes, it’s all about finding the strength to just make the choice to trust. Sometimes, you need to make this choice daily, or even hourly.

“We must decide if we are going to put our faith in what God does or in who God is.”

um, AMEN.

“Will you worship God even when He is circumstantially nowhere to be found?”

um, WOW. Just a tad bit convicting.

I think sometimes as Christians we expect that just because we pray, God will heal this disease, land us the dream job, and basically protect us from any harm. The part of this book that is really disturbing is the reminder that, that is simply not true. He has the power to do so, but we live in a fallen world. God exists and so does pain and suffering. How do you reconcile the two and how do you respond when they meet?

We need to live in a way where we are “Putting it all, including our fear of the unknown, in the hands of the One who knows everything. And then moving forward because we can trust him. Even in the dark.”

I know for myself the following statement is SO true.

“Whenever we are faithful, whenever we’re obedient, whenever we do the right thing, at some level don’t we expect that life is going to turn around for us?”

If I am going to be honest…yes, yes I do.

I have had periods in life where I am pouring every ounce of my being into something or someone, only to see utter failure be the outcome. I have had periods in my life, where I am so earnestly seeking God and trying to do the right thing and yet I find myself falling short of plan A and at the same time someone along side of me is making billions of wrong choices and finding what seems to be unending successess. This is an issue for me. I struggle with this. The lesson to be learned in it all, is I should not be living with a cause and effect mentality. The reality is I may give it all to someone and they quite frankly may turn around and spit right in my face…..and then what?

…because “even when God is with me, life is not always going to turn out the way I hoped.”

This book asks the tough questions…

“What if we viewed our hardships and challenges as opportunities to be the men or women God has created us to be? “

“Is it possible you don’t really want God? Is it possible you just want what you think God can give you?”

“Can you believe that God is in control now, even when your life isn’t?”

How fortunate that we serve a God so powerful that He can take the worst of circumstances and work them together for good. When the shortcomings and failures of others and this world that we live in affect our life and penetrate the walls of our heart felt hopes and dreams, He takes the pain and turns it into something good. The key is we need to let Him. The key is our response. If while living in the middle of plan B, we can grasp even the tiniest glimpse of the bigger picture that God is… we can begin to let go of the pain. We don’t have to worry about revenge or fear the things that we can not control. I have found after reading this book a renewed desire to live in the place of the bigger picture. “Tis such a cliche’, but….Rise above it.

“Will we ever understand our Plan B dilemmas? On this side of heaven, quite possibly not. Does the way we respond to them matter? More than you will ever know.”

“You may not have had a choice on whether you could have kids or whether your loved one passed away or wether you got fired or your husband had an affair. But you do get to choose how you respond. And in that choice lies an amazing amount of hope. That choice is what makes the journey of transformation possible.

At the time when it is absolutely the hardest time to choose right…it is absolutely the most vital time in which to do so. Drowning in pain can leave you so vulnerable to look for a quick fix and an easy way out and that will simply lead you to an absolute standstill. A road I do not want to wake up and find myself on.

“I am asking you, right in the middle of your Plan B pain, to trust the porcess that is going on in your life. It won’t be finished for a while, but it has begun.

God will finish what He started.

Wait for it.”

Read that one again. Over and over. Memorize it. Grasp it. One of the most repeated promises in the Bible is “I am with you”. I am just so deeply impacted with the truth of that. When you grab ahold of it, the peace that follows, truly begins to wipe away the pain that others and this world can bring you. Isn’t that really the bigger picture?

“You need to know the cross is not just the starting line. It’s the very centerpiece of your story with God. It’s the place where the pain of “you will have trouble” meets the triumph of ” I have defeated the world.”

I am so humbled.


Greyson’s Room…75% off.

The making of the fourth child’s bedroom tends to find me exercising a lot more “frugal” or “you want how much for that crib set?” I made a goal to not spend an extra dime on Greyson’s bedroom. Meaning I have to clean out my garage and actually start selling the things in my “ebay pile” to earn the cash to buy the goods. I have held true so far. It is frustratingly slow for my instant gratification type personality, but definitely rewarding on both our pocketbook and my secret clutter piles.

I am not really doing a “theme”. The walls are a funky green with horizontal darker funky green stripes waiting to be added. There will be antique toys, a modern oversized wall mural, and anything else that’s fun that I find. Things are far from done, but here are a few peeks at my best deals so far.

Bedding is Dwell Studio that was purchased at Target @ 75% off for a grand total of 4 pieces for 37.48.

The most fabulous light fixture I have coveted from Ikea for too many months to admit, finally made its way into my house. It was only 39.99 and able to be filled with anything you want. I purchased two sets of Tinker Toys at Target for 75% off and for an additional $7.50 I now have a light fixture for under $50 that totally makes me smile every time I walk in.

Targets “getting ready for Christmas Toys and I need more space 75% off sale” also brought me these two fabulously ridiculous robot monsters for $2.48 a piece and 3 adorable wooden trucks for $1.74 a piece…They are the first things to start filling up the bookshelf.

I also was able to pick up these cardboard ABC blocks for $2.48 and football piggy bank for $3.74.

And last but not least for now, comes this book that will forever make me giggle.

My sweet and crazy friend Nicole who knows me all too well bought this for our little man.

Alternative ABC’s…seriously?

B is for Boombox, O is for Off Road, and T is for Tiki? What’s not to love?  Greyson will receive a little snuggle time in my free Poang Ikea chair that I scored from my sissy and a read thru of this literary classic many nights before bed, for my enjoyment as well as his.

There is a lot left to do and I have 12 weeks left to get it all done. Stripes for the walls, crazy fabric trimmed burlap drapes, a funky retro mobile, and a giant sock monkey to keep watch on things…await me, that is just as soon as my items are snatched up off ebay.

Oregon Coast.

We recently returned from a whirlwind 1700 mile, 8 day, 5 people, and 1 dog inside of a mini van kind of vacation. It included 2 different family reunion style BBQ’s, Aviation camp for my 11 year old son, beach house on the Oregon Coast, and the largest sand dune I have ever laid eyes on. We picked up 37 sand dollars in one 2 hour beach walk. We successfully slept in a beach home that later we found out had bats in the walls…and lived to tell about it. We learned that my 2 year old Yorkie will attack windshield wipers at full force with no regard for her own well being (I am pretty sure that she must have a concussion now).  We played games, read books, ate salt water taffy, and enjoyed being together.

Our view from the beach house

37 whole sand dollars

making masterpieces

Yeah, I told you it was big (and yes people are running up and down it)

Way up…not so much fun

These are the moments

How Great is our God

I am glad to be back because there is no place like home.

Lazy Days.

This summer has flown by all to quickly.

We had our yearly fourth of July party. It was a great day and I love street fireworks! Thanks Ashley for the killer pic.

We had our super awesome friends from the bay area come and see us…

Our oldest son began his first year of tackle football playing for Bradshaw Christian School

I took my sweet baby girl to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat for her 10th birthday. She was mesmerized and was a fantastic date!

Lots of park and play time was thrown into it all….

In just six days the school year begins. We are starting early so that we can take off a good chunk of time when Greyson is born. Dare I say, that I am actually ready??? Bring it on.

Twenty Six Weeks and he shall be called…

A few days away from entering my third trimester, my automatic weekly pregnancy email warned me to savor the energy I had right now because soon it would be leaving. As a 39 year old pregnant woman with three children at home I say…SERIOUSLY? I haven’t seen energy since February, but I will obey. Consider it noted.

I tried to stop counting the seconds until delivery, which I realized is making this the longest period of gestation known to humankind. I am trying to just focus week by week, or sometimes hour by hour. I have been pretty uncomfortable, fairly grouchy, and at the same time enjoying every milestone, kick, and hiccup this little guy brings me.

I am trying to embrace that my upper arms are now the size of my pre pregnancy thighs, celebrate the lack of stretch marks I have, and pray that when this baby makes his way into this world my 46 chins will all but disappear. The reality of my growing belly is a second by second reminder that this child will have to make his way out eventually and all the memories of the pain of labor are flooding back in full swing. I live for that moment when the worst pain imaginable is replaced,  in a nano second, by some of the greatest moments of joy I have experienced on this earth. The first moment that they place that sticky screaming bundle of love in my arms and time for a moment, all but stands still.

We have decided on a name.

GREYSON MICHAEL

I would like to tell you some touching story of how we came to this name, what it means, or what beloved person we named him after. However, I can’t. Greyson received his name because we like it. Plain and simple.

My doctor has promised to induce at 39 weeks…It’s getting here. I’m afraid if it doesn’t come soon my stomach will explode because seriously? Is this not the silhouette of a full term mommy? Currently, the baby apparently weighs on average about 2 pounds and is 14 inches long. My babies are typically 9-10 pounds so um yeah….we’ve got some growing yet to do. AAHHH.

Here is a picture of my now 11 year old son when he was just hours old. Will this little guy will look the same?

Wondering and waiting.

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