40 years

On May 30, 1969 at 1:24 am I was born...yup...40 years ago..40... 4x10....4 decades...the big 4-0...I don't have a baby pic because I was the second child and not as spoiled as my brother..sniff sniff... But trust me.. I was cuter than him...still am...

Anyhoo.. I was born 6 weeks early. They actually induced my mom because her Rh was negative and well, G was born a few months before that shot thing... So I was 1/2 an ounce shy of 6 lbs 19.5 inches long. I was rushed to ICU where I was put in an incubator thingie. I had 3 blood transfusion the first 3 days of my life.. then after 11 days, I went home and met my big brother who thought I was the most wonderful thing ever!!!

I am thrilled that my parents came up here. James is going to grill and then Sunday my parents are taking us all to Red Lobster..yum...King Crab legs here I come!! I do wish my brother could be here. I miss him and his family so much!!

Ok I am tired... I guess getting old is catching up with me....


Have an awesome day!!!

R

Widows and Orphans

James (gosh don't you just love that name) said:

James 1:27 (King James Version)

²⁷Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.

I have always had a heart for orphans. Even as a teenager my heart went out to those who didn't have the love and support of parents like I did. I remember wanting to have a farm and 3 kids and then I wanted to take in orphans. Lately I have been really wanting to reach out to orphans in some way. My heart aches for those who have no hope of a family. Everytime I read about a family that has adopted an orphan my heart rejoices. I truly wish that we could adopt a child from another country. A little girl, so that L could have a playmate.

We began attending a new church and there is a ministry that reaches out to those that are adopting and they also support orphans. I need to get involved. Please pray that God will give me direction in where He would like me to be. And if you think about it... go here and help if you can.

And don't forget the widows.. the single parents. Just yesterday a good friend of ours was killed and left behind a wife and kids. I don't know how they will make it, and I am sure they will need help.

Pure religion.....

Love you guys

R

Stupid feelings

9 years ago I was told that maybe the reason God didn't allow me to get pregnant was because He didn't want me to be a mom. At the time I was the mother to a 2 year old and a newborn. This was told to me in a group setting by several church "friends" who felt that I "spared the rod" too much. Basically they were telling me that I wasn't a good mom and that by adopting my kids I went against God's will. I went through a year a major depression during that time. I questioned everything I did and I didn't enjoy my kids like I should have. I missed out on what should have been the happiest time of my life.

Well, today something STUPID happened and it brought back all those bad feelings of how I wasn't a good mom. I have this dumb feeling that all the other mom's are going to judge me just like the other people did. That the friendships that I was finally starting to make were going to end before they had a chance to start. Why do we treat each other this way? Why do we feel the need to lift ourselves higher at the expense of those around us?

The situation ended great and no harm was done, but still, I know that tongues wag. Sometimes I want to move far away on 1000 acres of land and not have to deal with another soul except my nice small family. But I know that is not God's way and His plan for us.

So if you see a mom struggling.. lift her up and pray for her.. and if you think of me today, I could use some prayer myself.

To make things even worse and cause more emotional drain, we learned that a dear friend from Lafayette was killed in a car accident. He leaves behind a wife and 3 kids... my heart aches for them.

R

A little grumpy

just a little.... I am doing phase 1 of South Beach... why? you ask... because I like to torture myself... Ok so I turn $) at the end of the month. I am sick of being fat..sick I tell you. I know good and well that I will not reach my goal by the time the big day hits, but I would like to see the scale move a bit. The best thing for me is a South Beach type diet because I already eat whole grains and low fat/good fat, I just need to ditch the sugar. Brown Sugar is NOT the same as Brown Wheat... Sugar is my weakness!!! So anyhow, I am on day 3... the scale is moving.. and now I need to get moving... So I am heading upstairs to get some walking done while watching HGTV.

So if you think about me at anytime, please say a prayer for me. I don't want to have high blood pressure like my parents. I want to be able to keep up with the kids. They are young... I am old....LOL

Ok gotta go.. I hear boy giggles and that is never a good thing.

Have an awesome day and I promise to blog a little more.. It may be dieting vents or kid vents or dieting victories or kid victories....but it will be something

R

Mother's Day

I remember my first Mother's Day 11 years ago. It was a bittersweet day for me. Just the year before I avoided going to church and family gatherings. A few years before that I vowed to never attend a Mother's Day service until I was a mother.

Even today my heart goes out to the women who want so dearly to be a mother. Whose heart aches to hold a little one in her arms. To be given the honor to have to wake up ever 3 hours to feed a baby who relies on you for everything. I remember the first Mother's Day after we began trying to have a baby. We went out to eat and my parents had invited my ex-sil's mother to come along with us. My brother and his wife were expecting their first child and so were J's brother and his wife and dear friends of ours. The last two had announced it just the week before. Anyway, the waitress was handing out flower to the ladies at the table and when she handed me one Michelle's mom yelled out "Oh no!!! SHE isn't a mother!!!" I felt rotten. I endured 5 more years of bad jokes, stupid comments and having to sit while everyone else stood on Sunday morning. It was the worst day of the year.

But in 1998 God blessed us with the most wonderful gift. A son!! I was a momma at last. J and I had it figured out that he was "cooking" the previous Mother's Day. God heard my cry and answered my prayer.

Even today my heart goes out to the women who want so dearly to be a mother. Whose heart aches to hold a little one in her arms. To be given the honor to have to wake up ever 3 hours to feed a baby who relies on you for everything. My prayers go out to all the ladies who desire a child and to all the birth-mom's who have given their children to a couple who cannot have their own children. May God bless you and give you peace this Mother's Day.. If you know someone who desires a child do me a favor and hug them today and let them know that the the are loved. And whatever you don't don't say "happy mother's day....oh yeah... you aren't a mother"........Just love them....and if they aren't at church... don't question their decision...

R

New Church Bag

I wanted to make this bag as a new purse but it ended up larger than I expected. When I showed it to J he said "oh that would be a good bag for church"...hmmmmm smart man. I originally made the little bag for makeup but now I am using it for my pens. The bag is perfect for my Bible, note book and pens and the side pocket is where I throw my cellphone. Kids church uses our cell#'s to contact us if they need us.

The instructions come from the book The New Handmade

The kids and I are hoping to finish school today.. they are such troopers and plugging along!!! We are just ready for the school year to end.
That's all folks!!!