Tuesday, March 24, 2009

God Does Not Like Whiners

I have long thought I should start a gratitude journal. Mostly because I can be *such* a whiner...I complain a lot.

So this morning I am grateful for Spring, grateful for the upcoming baptism of my niece Shelley's baby boy, David. I'm grateful for my friends, one of whom is coming over today with her son and niece to play with my kids. I'm grateful for my loving husband, and my sweet, wonderful babies.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

A Year of Blessings, of Mourning

{{Sigh}} This year has been so busy with Amelie being almost 2, and Evan coming up on 3 on May 13th.

This has also been the year in which we lost my aunt. She was my aunt, my mother, and my sister all wrapped up in one. She understood me like nobody else. She will be gone a year this Thursday. I am forever grateful that I spent that morning with a dear friend from church. David Malone has shared so much spiritual and life wisdom with me. Hope Church and my darling husband got me through what was the most awful day of my life since my Daddy died in July of 1995.

It felt like such a scary day. It was like God was telling me "It's getting time for you to grow up now, sweetie. Your aunty is gone, you have a husband and two babies depending on you now. You're not a kid anymore."

I hope there will be more revelations this week and through Easter. Time will tell.

Monday, March 16, 2009


I get so caught up in the stress that is raising two toddlers while on crutches, that it seems I often forget to count my blessings. And I have become so lapse at recording them here on my blog. This was meant to be a gift to myself, more than anything, so I wouldn't forget those little moments I want to remember forever.

The "babies" are growing up so fast. Evan will be 3 in May, and Amelie will be 2 in June. Evan has few "baby" moments left...he will sometimes cuddle under his blanket and *say*, "I'm a little baby", in a really cute baby voice. And he still calls out "Mommy I want you" if I am out in the living room or kitchen doing something and he is in the bedroom behind the gate.

Amelie still curls her toes, and pulls her legs up to grab her feet while I change her diaper. Almost every time I change her, I wonder how much longer she will be doing that. She is such an independent little thing, and very sure of what she wants. She will pull Daddy by the finger into the bedroom if she wants a diaper change, or just if she wants to play in there with him.

They both still sleep with out. It's getting kind of crowded, but I know I'll miss these days. Evan will probably be in two days of preschool in the fall, and then Amelie will follow the next year. It will be exciting to share in what they learn at school. And as stressful as my days are with the two of them, I'm trying really hard not to wish their babyhood away.