I Watched His Profile
As he walked so big and tall
No hand to hold, like when he was small
He’s proud and confident, strong and secure
With each step, his walk is sure
I Watched His Profile
Curious, inquisitive and full of wonder
I longed to hold him, like when he was younger
My little baby is a baby no more
They grow up so fast. For me, he holds the door.
I Watched His Profile
This should get easier, when you say goodbye
Sports events, camps, what’s that tear in my eye?
He no longer lingers, so ready to go
I’ve done well, I know it. I just miss him so…
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Flowers blooming. Warm weather. Cool breezes. Birds chirping. Having fun outdoors. To me, spring signals a renewing of sorts … goodbye dreaded winter, cold weather, and being trapped indoors. Hello sunshine smiling down on my skin! I get giddy at the thought of getting those toes painted with a little Nail color. I’m also excited to watch my little ones run out some of that pent up energy. Yes indeed, I love springtime except for …
POLLEN! Ugh! Sneezing. Coughing. Itchy Eyes. Oh my! And pollen is so sneaky. For a day or two, my sweet little boy and I were walking around feeling sick. I attributed it to long days, working hard, late nights, and recent projects. Then I got a glimpse of our local pollen count – yikes! Through the roof! And though for years I’ve been blessed to not need allergy medicine to make it through, it doesn’t look like this year is one of those times.
I take a few precautionary steps to fight the pollen …
1) As soon as we enter the house, change clothes and bathe. It doesn’t work all the time, but we try.
2) Limit outdoor activity to after a good rain. Again, not always possible.
3) Masks. We haven’t gotten there yet, thank God. But . . .
Goodbye freezing cold, hello Allegra.
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Happy Birthday to me! What a fun day to put out a blog. I appreciate all the wonderful well-wishes that I have received. I’m taking time today to enjoy and also celebrate me and all the things I’m thankful for! As I take a look back over this past year. . .
– I’ve definitely grown stronger and wiser
– I accept people for who and what they are, good and bad
– I love my family even more than before
– I love and appreciate me, even more than before
– I am pregnant with a passion for my purpose
– I want my timeline to be God’s timeline for my life
– I am wealthy with family and friends, and rich relationships
– I can’t see what more is in store!
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Back to celebrating . . . 😉
Married love is a funny thing. Built on a foundation of respect, honesty, commitment, and genuine friendship, it has to be nurtured, protected, developed, and honored. It’s almost like a child in a way – you give birth to it when you walk down the aisle. Then in the first few years of teaching it to “walk” or “work,” there are bumps and bruises as you get a feel for it. Finally, the cruising begins and you’re on your way…to more lessons, bumps and bruises, failures, and triumphs. Yet through it all, you have each other.
And while many in today’s society view marriage as antiquated, unnecessary, or even unrealistic (despite scores of happily married couples who beg to differ), those of us who are married know how joyful, fulfilling, and secure it can be. That’s why it’s so important to work to keep your marriage happy and healthy. I want to do something a little different today. Instead of telling you ways to keep your marriage spark alive, I want to help you understand the reason it is so crucial – and what can happen if you choose to let the flame extinguish.
– See more at: http://www.gospeltoday.com/blog/2015/03/02/marriage-its-beautiful-its-natural-its-incredible/#sthash.BrfcbnaL.dpuf
My youngest son and I are opposites. I’m outgoing, he refuses to communicate. I’m pretty affectionate, he’s … not. When it’s time to be calm and reserved, he thinks it’s time to get buck wild. Though we are alike in one critically important way – we both love chocolate and macaroni and cheese. Lol. But I digress. Let’s just say, with two completely different personalities, there may not seem to be a lot of common ground.
Yet there is in one very important way. Love. I love my sweet four year old baby boy. I love his little fat juicy hands and cheeks. I love the way he talks. I love his smile. I love to see him run, happily playing, without a care in the world (even if he’s wearing me out). I love to hear him sing and laugh. I love to see him lick his lips and rub his belly for his favorite foods. And I love to cuddle with him.
As a parent I’m learning that it’s not about trying to get my kids to fit in a certain mold for me, or about seeing how “like me” they can be. It’s about loving them for who they are, as the precious gifts God meant them to be. And I do love me some him.
It finally happened. I embarrassed my son. He was incredible on the basketball court – as incredible as an 8-year old can be. He’d actually made two shots to help his team win the game! I was so proud. I shouted – a lot – during the game. During one of my “let’s go” moments, I let a nickname slip. It’s not a “cutey” name or doesn’t contain the words “sweetie, honey or precious”, so I thought I was in good shape. After his face morphed into a deer caught in headlights, he frantically waved his hands “nooooo!” from the court. I thought I was just too loud, lol. Turns out, after the game, he explained that I could only call him “Andrew” on the court. My face fell. I was crushed. Really? Yes, really.
And the list has grown. I also am not supposed to randomly kiss him in public, and I can’t be too silly, lest any of his friends are around. Plus, I can’t mention certain TV shows he watches or fun things he does at home, in case it’s too silly. I mean, really, how am I supposed to remember all this?!
I can’t believe the regulations from my 8 year old. Sniff sniff. Not on the court, indeed ….
My husband and I carefully prepared goals to help our sons achieve in 2015. We prayed about interests, researched classes, signed up for sports, and started saving for activities. We put a lot of time and effort into planning for their year. Charts have been created, schedules synched, and organizational structure implemented. The kids are ready. There’s only one small problem. We’re not. While planning for the little guys, we forgot to plan for the two of us.
Married parents, I think we often forget this. We’re so busy giving our kids every opportunity, affording them every advantage, sacrificing for their desires, that we forget to nurture our marriage. We had to remind ourselves that our marriage is vital, and just like our precious boys, needs attention, care and nurturing. So we’re putting a few things in place to ensure that we make time for our marriage … and each other.
1) Uninterrupted talk time each week. Okay, I know once a week doesn’t sound like much. But with two careers, two side jobs, opposite schedules, and two small boys, once a week sounds like a dream right now.
2) Monthly date night. Now I’ve read many fantastic articles and listened to dynamic speakers talk about dating your spouse once a week. I think it’s a fantastic idea. But we’ve tried. And failed. So I’d prefer to take baby steps and make an effort, than be discouraged because a goal of once a week doesn’t work, and give up. We’ll make those monthly times count.
3) Be sensitive to the other’s feelings. I must admit, I think we do a pretty good job of this now. We recognize when the other is burned out, overwhelmed and just needs a break. And we’re pretty unselfish in granting each other that time and space to relax and refuel. Even with our hectic schedules, I expect this to continue.
Take time to keep your marriage strong and happy. If things are going right with the two of you …. It makes the rest a lot easier to follow.
From my family to yours …. Merry Christmas!
Take time to show love on this special day . . .
My Kids . . .
But more importantly, my kids . . .
Bring out the best in me.
It’s all worth it.
He’s 7. He loves her. And I’m glad.
My 7 year old son excitedly handed me his math work. “Read the test first” he said, excitedly. So, I turned to the test, to find it covered with “I love you” and “I love (insert girl’s name).” Hmmm.
Sure it was cute. But of course my heart skipped a beat. At this age? Really? Do I have to start dealing with this now? So I talked to him about it.
I must admit, it was adorable. He smiled. Gushed, actually. My heart melted. It’s not your usual crush … she’s much older. It’s adorable nonetheless.
Although my mommy heart is aching, I’m thrilled with this development for several reasons.
1) He not only told me. He WANTED me to know. And instead of getting all weird about it, I simply talked to him. I agreed that the object of his affection is pretty and sweet. I said she may be a little old for him to “court” right now.
2) We established open lines of communication. He saw that I understood his feelings, and wanted to talk more. I was also able to “sneak in” some more mature thoughts about relationships and how exciting it will be when he gets to start courting the woman he’ll marry. Subtle, but I put it in there. 😉
3) He sees I am approachable. And genuine. I didn’t say he is too young to be thinking about girls that way (he is don’t get me wrong lol). Seriously, I let him know I understand his feelings and by engaging him, let him know his feelings matter to me. My prayer is that I am setting the ground work for the future.
So continue to write your little hearts and scroll those precious notes. As long as mom can see them first.