Vacation Week

We decided to do a"staycation" this year. We wanted to save some moola, and Tim was very serious about keeping me near home with our docs and all. It actually was a great week. We got to swim in our neighborhood pool all week by ourselves :) All the kiddos were in school so the privacy was niiiiiiice. We took the boys to the river a couple of days and to the national federation of turkeys. They loved it! Brayden did the best turkey call out of all of us. I beat Tim at "virtual hunting".......once....out of I'm not going to say how many times.... ;). Overall it's been a great week....a simple week. I loved it :)
We start homeschool this next week. I'm a bit nervous, but I know it will be fun. Bryson is super excited so that makes it better. I decided to include Brayden in our studies. I'm not doing anything "formal" with him. I figure he will learn and it will be alot easier than trying to entertain him while schooling Bryson. It will be a fun time with the boys....challenging I'm sure, but fun.
It seems like trust has been a theme for us this week. We expected an answer from God and He remained silent so it's obvious we must wait and trust. We got news that some blood levels are up that increase clotting. Willow Grace is at risk, especially if they go up any. It also increases the risk of stroke and heart attack. I know God has a plan in it all. I have felt like trust has been my spring board for learning all week long. It's hard to trust God with your child's life. It's hard to trust God with your own life. I want to see my sweet babies grow up. I want to grow old with Timothy. It's not dramatics; it's reality. Am I really willing to trust God with my child's life? With my own life? It makes financial trust, etc seem insignificant. I can't think about it too much to tell you the truth. I have to give it over to the Lord continually and leave it there. Regardless, His plan is perfect. His love is perfect. He knows it all, controls it all, and made it all. Why not trust? So here's to another week. I'm sure this week will be the same theme....trust :)

Talkin' about Change

I've had this blog for awhile and you see how faithful I've been to post! ha! Our lives are about to begin changing drastically, so I decided to start posting on the blog so I don't wake up when our children are headed to college and wonder where the time went.
The next two weeks are going to be crazy! Tim has to work 3 more days and gets 2 off and then works one more and has a week off. Those 2 days this week are already planned to the max (don't tell Tim ;) )because I want to enjoy vacation! We start homeschool in 2 weeks from today so I know I must have everything in order before then. If you know anything about me, you know I'm not an orderly sort of person, so I must make some personal changes to best serve my family. Not only that, I'm 18 weeks pregnant as of yesterday, and with the issues baby girl and I've been having, I've been worried that they will eventually put me on bedrest. Therefore, this non-orderly type girl has put in an phone call for the nesting fairy to stop by a little early this pregnancy. There is a BIG difference between the house being "come over for a play date" clean and "sure, you can help put away laundry" clean.
Speaking of laundry, call me overly sentimental, but I have saved every article of clothing the boys have ever worn since birth. I call myself overly sentimental because their closet is absurd. I FINALLY sorted through all of the clothing and still couldn't manage to purge anything under 12mos. I held the little overalls we bought for Bryson as a baby and just cried. I am way too hormonal right now...btw...I had left over chinese food this morning for breakfast. I don't even like Chinese food...
Anyways, I will sign off with one more note. I don't even like myself right now. I'm grouchy, irritable, emotional, flighty, and constantly tired, but I feel more blessed RIGHT now than I ever have in my life. I have a man that loves me (he bought me Cheez-its and hershey kisses Saturday night :D ) and two little boys that I adore even though it's been a "one of us isn't going to make it to your 4th birthday" type week with Brayden (paint in the carpet, salt poured in the kitchen floor, hi-lighter on his lips, etc). That child loves to "explore" and makes every day an adventure. With all of that being said, God has blessed me beyond all measure. I have a little girl resting under my heart, that shouldn't even be in existence according to the doctors, but God blessed me as her mother. I'm just glad that as unlovable as I am right now, that He still loves me and chooses to bless me despite my undeserving self.