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Tonight I finished reading "make me a Legend: For The Dream of a Better Tomorrow" by Chuck Balsamo. Yay! I finished an entire book! That's a huge accomplishment for a mother of 4 who finds it hard to focus on anything longer than a few seconds. I started out reading this book because I've been on this quest for significance in my life. Too many times the title "Mother" just doesn't seem as spectacular as I hoped that it would. I finished this book with the understanding that I am not just a mother, I will be a legend to them, and hopefully many others. There's been this very small flame inside my soul for way too long. Maybe I wouldn't even call it a flame. Have you ever stood over the stove while you were fixing dinner, just so you could warm up a bit? Sadly, that's how powerful my "flame" has been for at least a couple of years. Looking at my spiritual life now with a new set of eyes makes me want to cry. How pathetic have I been! I'll get over it quickly though because I'm excited about the new spark that has hit my soul.<br />
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With prayer and faith, I will no longer worry about what others think of me. I will be the best me that I can be and if they don't like it, well, that's their loss. I have come to a point where I'm so tired of wasting my time, energies, and resources on those who could honestly care less about me. There was a chapter in this book about getting connected with the right people. I've struggled so much with wanting to please everyone and be friends with everyone. Tonight I'm feeling better about moving on without those who no longer belong in my circle, and refocusing my energies on those who truly care. Also, I wrote down a quote from the book that I will be meditating on (replaced with the word I), "This is where I overcome my fear of people - godless people, faithless people, and intimidating, self-righteous people." I have been holding so much back, out of fear of what others might think of me. So many things that I wanted to say, and should've said, but didn't. I held my tongue as to not offend someone, while at the same time I was swallowing down words that would've defended my Savior. No more! My eternal soul and your eternal soul matter more to me now. I will preach the gospel and spread His truth with the world. I let go of my fears. Oh so many fears!<br />
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I want to cry tonight, but the tears just won't come. Perhaps because I know how hard it will be to stop them from flowing. As I look back over the last few years, I've somehow, ever so slowly, drifted so far away from Jesus compared to where I was. My husband and I had stopped praying together. I can't even remember the last time we prayed together as a family. How embarrassing to admit this to you. I stopped writing. I stopped singing. I stopped serving. How on earth did this happen? Well, I know how it happened. It's exactly how Satan had planned it to happen many years ago. But I have news for him! I'm running back to Jesus and His arms are open wide. I feel His embrace surrounding me now. Angels are rejoicing! Look! There is a flame now, where once there was only the feeling of heat.<br />
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Perhaps the drifting away all began when I started out on the quest for more significance. I started searching in other places. I started envying other's lives instead of being content with the wonderful life that God has blessed me with. I wanted more for MY life. Perhaps if I started out asking God what more I could do for HIM, then I wouldn't have gotten so off track.<br />
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Tonight I will sleep peacefully knowing that I am making a difference in my boy's lives. We will get back to praying together. We will get back to consistent church services and I won't just be a bystander. I will set the example for my boys. I will make the sacrifices and be a servant for God's kingdom. I trust God to use me in ways that I never imagined. I will get back to writing (starting with this very post). I will finish a book someday. I will use all of the hurt and heartache that I've endured to encourage others and to help bring them out of bondage. I am tired of playing it safe! God has so much more for us and I've gotten in the way. It's like He stepped aside for these few years and said, "OK, have it your way." He was always there with me. When I was searching for more, He had His arms around me, trying to show me that <i>He is the more</i>. He's all I ever needed. When I went through painful trials, He tried to reach out and rescue me, but I wouldn't listen. I prayed to Him, but I couldn't hear Him through all the distractions that Satan had created in my life.<br />
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I believe that the turning point (a major shift) for me came when Chuck Balsamo wrote in his book to <b>ask God to point out anything in my life that may be holding me back.</b> Whew! I had to stop and take a close look a that. I prayed about it and then as I continued to read the book, God showed me more. I'm going to share my list with you as a bold step of faith. I feel in my heart that this list may resonate with you. It won't all be the same, but maybe very similar. I'm listing these in order that they came to my mind. See how it starts out looking like pretty minor issues, but then God pointed out deeper issues in my heart.<br />
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<li><b>Cookie Jam</b> Oh how embarrassed I am to admit this. In case you didn't know, this is a game that I play on my tablet. I'm on level one thousand and something. I've been playing it for less than a year. I've wasted so much time just spacing out and playing this game, when I could've been using that time to draw closer to the Lord. There are so many better uses of my time. </li>
<li><b>FaceBook</b> Raise your hand if you're with me on this one. Scroll, scroll, scroll...Wow! How did I just sit here for half an hour looking into everyone else's lives? Meanwhile I'm feeling sorry for myself and feeling like an inadequate mother and wife because Super Mom just posted again about her glorious world that she lives in. </li>
<li><b>Anger</b> (deep breath) This is so hard for me to admit. I'm so ashamed to bring it to the surface and share it with you. But I know I'm not alone. I've been working on this for years. I know this has gotten in the way of God moving in my life. Tonight I surrender all anger over to Him. I know I will still have outburst, but I also know that He is alive and working in me. All things are possible and this is one of the mountains that I expect to be moved so God has a straighter path to my heart.</li>
<li><b>Bitterness </b>This issue came about during some hurt that I've experienced in the last few years. It's a newer feeling that I hate to carry around. I've tried to let go, but it rises back up and rears it's ugly head at me from time to time. What I've learned is that there is no trying harder here. I've tried, and tried, and tried. What needs to happen is God's transformation in my heart and I believe that I'm on the doorstep of this happening. </li>
<li><b>Other's Opinions of me </b>This! This has been a major setback for me in SO many areas of my life. Chuck mentioned in his book that unlike Jesus, we seem to need our world to like us, enjoy us, approve of us, and celebrate us! Did you catch that? <i>Unlike</i> Jesus! We were put on this earth to please our Heavenly Father and to model His example. His opinion should be the only one that truly matters! I'm sharing all of this with you right now because I know that I am doing the work of my Father, so it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. This is a HUGE step for me!</li>
<li><b>Fear</b> Fear has held me captive for way too long! Fear of bees, tornadoes, something happening to me, something happening to our children or my husband, fear of going broke, starving, fear of letting people down, fear of what others think, fear that I'm not good enough, pretty enough, smart enough. The list goes on and on and on. Why? God's word tells us that worry won't change anything. And this brings me to the last thing that God put on my heart.</li>
<li><b>Lack of Trust in God</b> Tonight God showed me that all of my fears are due to a lack of trust in Him. Wow! The one who created the entire universe and keeps it all functioning every single day. The one who made me and you. There's no reason to not give Him my whole heart and fully trust Him. I know He wants to give me complete peace and rest that's only found in Him. All I have to do is let Him!</li>
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Tonight I saw myself as the woman in this skit. With each character that tries luring her away from Jesus, I pictured all of these issues that I just mentioned that have been holding me back from Him. Thank God that I didn't go down many of these terrible paths. But I can't help but wonder what would've happened if I didn't stop long enough to listen to that still, small voice inside of me. That voice that was pulling me back to Him. <i>He was the voice!</i><br />
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I'm so sorry God! Help me to trust You more! Break theses heavy chains that have had me bound so tightly. Fan the flame and make it grow! Give me more opportunities to share Your love with others and help me to be bold. Help me and my family to be Your hands and feet. Help us to bring thousands of others to You. Break the chains that bind Your people. Break the mold off of their eyes and make them pause long enough to see how much Satan has been distracting them and slowly making them drift away from You. Help Your people to rise up again. Give them back their backbone and their voices! Draw them out of the dark places and light their souls on fire so that they will be the light to others. In Jesus name I pray! Amen!<br />
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We've spent at least our last three summers taking care of babies and barely getting out of the house. It has been a trying (but precious) time for our family. My husband wasn't making as much money as he's making now, so our summer fun has been extremely limited. Since my husband has a better job and our youngest is going from baby to toddler, I decided to not let another summer pass us by. I came up with a long list of ideas of things we would love to do together as a family. I created a summer bucket list and hung it on a huge poster board in our hallway so we have a daily reminder of all the fun things we want to try to do. Having this in front of us has really helped do away with the "What is there to do" questions where we'd always just end up eating dinner at a restaurant. Boring! I'm happy to say that many of these things have already been marked off! I love making all these memories with my kids and husband! </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">The things with asterisks are activities that can be done when it's raining. Yesterday we went to the Newport Aquarium and today we will be making Rice Krispie Treats. As you can see, I've included several big and little things. I can't wait to update you at the end of summer (most likely into the fall) and share all of the cool things we've done together. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today is a special day to me. It's my birthday. I've not always considered this a special day. Once I even threatened my husband that if he did </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">anything</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> for me for my birthday, I'd be so mad at him. I didn't want to be older. Back then, I didn't like the fact that I was entering my 30's. I wanted to stay in my 20's forever! Over the years I have dealt with so many bouts of depression (usually from hormonal changes that sometimes come with having a baby). I thought I hated myself and my life. I've also had to deal with anxiety, just as recently as this past March. But you know what? I've had enough! After this last battle with anxiety (and it really is a battle because you have to fight with every tool that God gives you) I vowed that this year would be my greatest year yet! I even wrote down a countdown to this day and started marking the days off, looking forward to it with great expectation. I will no longer allow those demons of depression and anxiety to have control over my life. I created a summer bucket list to make sure that my family is spending fun, quality time together. No more wasteful summers! I have also started taking steps to ensure a healthier future for myself. The biggest thing I've done is give up pop. I haven't had any pop since March and I know that has helped me lose weight and I have way fewer headaches than I use to. I also walk almost every night that I get the chance. I'll do my part and let God handle the rest. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Some unfortunate events in my life have led me to a new perspective on life. Sometimes that's what it takes to wake us up and snap us out of our pitiful life so we can see the beauty of life that God created for us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My mom's story is one of those things that was a true game changer for me. She has been through so much this past year. It has broken my heart to know the pain that she's had to endure. She had unexplained, debilitating pain in her body for months. Doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. She was also repeating herself quite frequently. I was wondering if she had Alzheimer's or something. I'd listen to her tell me an entire story and then five minutes later, repeat it just as she did at the beginning of our conversation. Then one day, she went to the bathroom and she couldn't stand back up. She just lost the functionality of her legs. She had also fallen prior to this, but I guess no one realized how big of a deal it was. When my dad took her to the hospital, they found a mass in her head. Eventually she had the mass removed and we found out that it was the size of a tennis ball. Can you imagine? Every time I see my kids playing with a tennis ball now, I think about what my mom came through. Thankfully, it wasn't cancer. But even so, this was enough to jerk me out of my pity party and realize that life is a gift. We don't know what tomorrow holds.My mom's surgery went great, but since then, she's been dealing with blood clots. I know she's going to get through this! She's a woman of strength and she's setting such a good example for me and my kids. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Another way that God has used my mom, is in my dad's life. Years ago, I was prophesied to by a man that I respect and I believe the words he's spoken over me and my family. He told me that my entire family will be healed and they will be saved, but I must leave it to God. I cannot save them. Wow, turns out that he was right! The night before my mom's surgery, my dad took my mom and my grandmother to revival at my grandma's church, and that night, my dad gave his life to the Lord. When I got this wonderful news, I was beyond amazed and excited over what God had done. I felt like this was a huge gift from God to me. Because honestly, if my dad had died before this night, I wasn't sure what would happen to his soul. Now I thank God almost daily for saving my dad because I can live with absolute peace that he will spend eternity with Jesus! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">About a week ago, my grandmother fell and broke her hip. She's had a rough road since the surgery, but I also have peace about this because God told me that it's not her time to go yet. She's going to come through this. I had the privilege to speak with her today and tell her all that God shared with me. Through her pain, God is using her as a witness to bring the rest of her family to Christ. I reminded her that they are still watching her and she needs to stay strong and continue fighting the good fight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Another thing that I just can't ignore is what is going on in America and in our world. Again today, there were more deliberate police officer shootings. I want to cower back in fear, stay home, and keep my kids safe. But I know that isn't the answer. I know that just allows Satan to have victory. What I will do instead is to pray for peace and for God to have mercy on all of us. I will pray for the victims and their families. I will pray for the people who have caused the tragedies, and their families too. And I will go out, and I will live my life to the fullest. Because in the end, God already knows when my final day will be. Nothing I do will change that. But until then, I will chose joy, forgiveness, and love. I will chose to be thankful for this life that I've been so blessed to have. And I will continue sharing my stories, hoping that at least one person will be encouraged. Keep fighting the good fight my friends. You never know how your fight or your simple acts of kindness will change someone else's life. It might just impact their life beyond their walk on this earth!</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-81075842964532665312016-07-06T14:47:00.000-04:002016-07-06T14:47:11.608-04:00NEWEST MEMBERS OF OUR FAMILY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Meet the two newest members of our family: Banksky and Flash.Well, they're not completely new to us, we've had them for 2 months. They are almost 4 months old now. They are Lionhead rabbits. We got them thinking that they would be great therapy pets for our 7 year old son. He was so excited for about a week. I'm so sad that the kids don't take more interest in them already. But me, I feel like I'm getting more and more attached. Banksky (on the right) has a genetic tooth disorder. I'm not 100 % sure if it's something we can handle or if we will have to return him to the breeder. We said we are going to return him, but I worry about what will happen to him, and to Flash. He will miss his brother. Bunnies are very social and can actually grieve themselves to death if something happens to another bunny that they've bonded with. However, we've already had to spend about $140 to have Banksky put to sleep to have his teeth clipped and the matted fur removed. He also had to have antibiotics. Poor thing! I know many people would read this and think that it's crazy to spend that kind of money on a rabbit. But then there are others who wouldn't think twice. I fall somewhere in the middle, which is part of why I'm having a hard time deciding what to do with Banksky. I can't watch an animal suffer, but I'm also not for putting them to sleep if it's something that can be handled some other way. A lot of people thought we were crazy for getting pet rabbits. Actually, we knew we were crazy too, but we thought it would help our son. I'm hoping that once they're neutered (yes, bunnies can get neutered too), they will become even better pets for us. By the way, Flash is on his litter box in the picture. Haha. So there, you've possibly learned some interesting facts about bunnies today. They can make great pets, they can be litter box trained, and they can be spayed or neutered. If you have any unique pets, I'd love to hear about it in the comments section!</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-13962118031874299832016-07-03T15:07:00.000-04:002016-07-06T14:25:45.504-04:00HOPE<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For years I've felt God's calling on my life to write. But lately, I've been so busy raising my children that I'm purely exhausted by the time I get them down for a nap or in bed for the night. I'm not sure how other mom bloggers do it. When I'm not flat out exhausted, I'm busy taking care of other things that need my attention. Lately I've felt a stronger desire to start writing again, but I can't even think of anything that I feel is worth writing. I'm sure that is Satan's desire for me, to feel inadequate. But when I came back to my blog today after months of being away from it, I discovered something very interesting. YOU'RE STILL HERE! I still have people visiting, even though I haven't written since April. So to you, I say THANK YOU! Thank you for instilling hope into my life again; hope that someone out there really does want to hear what God puts on my heart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">And now, I pray that I can give back some of that hope that you've given me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today I feel like there's someone who will read this that just needs to know that life gets a little crazy for everyone at different points in life. It's not just you or me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Dear mom reading this, you will get through this stage of life and it will happen SO fast! Our oldest is 16 years old. I feel like it was just yesterday that I was holding him in my arms. Our baby is already over a year old. I no longer have to rock him to sleep and he's sleeping through most nights. He's starting to play a little more on his own. It will get easier! Those sleepless nights and endless feedings only last for a short while, but if you're right in the middle of it, it seems like it will go on forever. But one day, you'll actually miss it. I promise! Everyone told me that and I didn't believe them. Our baby is the last baby we can have, so it's so bitter sweet to watch him grow up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Dear single mom, I've been there too. I can't count the times that I cried out to God and wondered why I had to do it all on my own and why my son didn't have a dad like he deserved. But God had a perfect plan there too. I just had to be patient and wait for God's timing. I wish I could've done it with a better attitude. I got downright mad at God for feeling like He abandoned me. But now I can see reasons for Him making me wait. He had the perfect husband for me and the best dad to my son. God was just waiting for me to take my focus off of finding a man, and fixing my eyes completely on Him. Once I finally did that, I met my husband only 6 months later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you're a woman who has been told she can't have kids, I can relate to that too. I'm very blessed to have my 4 boys because there was a time that a doctor told me that he didn't know if I would ever have any children. I had stage 3 endometriosis at just 16 years old. How my heart ached when I saw others with their children. And it really bothered me when I saw people who didn't treat their children well. I wondered why God would give them children and not me. I know He has a plan for those families too, but it seemed so unfair. I ask that if you are in this stage, trying to have children, please try to put ALL of your trust in the Lord. He has great plans for you! <b><i>Jeremiah 29:11 ~ <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;">For I know the plans</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-19647A" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"> I have for you,” declares the </span><span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 24px;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;">, “plans to prosper</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-19647B" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"> you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.</span></i></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;">I hope this post has spoken to you and given you hope. No matter what you are going through, God really sees you and cares for you. Even if you're not a woman and your struggles have nothing to do with parenting, He cares about you. You will get through these hard times!</span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-1822400893981831822016-04-18T13:50:00.000-04:002016-04-18T13:50:05.858-04:00Where I've Been<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My life has been so crazy. I'm sure many of you can relate. I want to write more, but I can never seem to make the time. I'm currently typing as fast as I can, waiting on the timer on the oven to go off so I can serve my kids pizza for a late lunch. What's the latest with me? Well, my health hasn't been the best lately. Perhaps that's because when my kids got sick a couple of months ago, I fell out of my Zumba routine and practically stopped exercising altogether.<br />
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By not ever putting myself first, I guess the stress finally caught up with me. I started having stabbing headaches in my left temple a few weeks ago. They would be like a quick stab, stab, stab and then they'd stop. But then I was left with a normal tension-like headache. The headaches would come and go about every other day for about a week. This started really concerning me because my mom was recently diagnosed with a mass between her brain and her skull. I guess when I added this anxiety to the worries and stress I face everyday, it all became too much for my body to handle. I woke up in the middle of the night and my heart was racing really fast and I felt hot and sick. This happened again the next night, only my body started shaking uncontrollably.<br />
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I got in to see my doctor. She ran an EKG and thankfully, it was fine. She ordered blood work and that showed that I was low on magnesium, so I started taking supplements. It's amazing what all a deficiency in magnesium can cause. Every one of my symptoms, even that headaches, can be caused by magnesium deficiency. I seemed to be getting better, but then suddenly took a turn for the worse. I couldn't stop shaking no matter how hard I tried and my heart was racing way too fast. I tried so hard to focus on God's Word and meditate on the scriptures and listen to praise and worship music. I tried deep breathing techniques, massage oil for stress, and hot showers. But by last Tuesday night, nothing was working. I ended up going to the ER. They ran another EKG which also came back fine. After talking with the doctors, they were convinced that this was all from anxiety.<br />
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I still sit here in disbelief that my body failed me like that. I'm slowly on the road to recovery. I'm trying to make some time for myself. Today I went to the chiropractor and got a massage and an adjustment. I hate leaving the kids with my 16 year old, but sometimes it's what I have to do to keep myself sane. Tomorrow I am following up with my doctor. I'm not sure what else she can say. I've stopped taking all of the anxiety medicines that she and the hospital put me on. Then on Wednesday I'm going to talk to a counselor at church. I'm also going to try to write on here more often. I just need outlets to get it all out.<br />
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Being a mom of four boys, homeschooling, paying the bills, and trying to keep up with the house (all while trying to keep God first in my life), is just so much to take on. I don't know how others do it so gracefully. I know God was trying to get me to slow down, but unless He almost takes me out like last week, then it just seems nearly impossible to slow down. And I feel like my life runs at a much slower pace than most of the people I know. Most of my friends have schedules that keep them so busy, that they don't have time for face-to-face relationships. It really breaks my heart. We need to put down our devices and start spending more quality time with each other.<br />
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Well, now you know where I've been. I have to go cut that pizza for my kids. I'll be back as soon as I can.<br />
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Once again I'm exploring what life would be like if I exchanged my fears for faith. How would I feel and how could it change my life? Why does fear have so much control over my life? I'm not talking about rational fears, like those that would keep me from running out in front of a car, but rather, the fears of following God and trusting Him wherever He may lead me. I know that He wants to free me from the chains of fear that have kept me bound. I know that He doesn't want me to always be stressing over what I should be doing with my life and worry about being good enough. <b><i>He wants me to throw perfection out the window and just trust Him! This life was meant to live!</i></b><br />
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Here are some ways my life would change if I could just let go of the fears:<br />
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<li>I would go outside more during the summer and enjoy being with my kids. They would also have more sports opportunities. You see, I'm severely allergic to bees, so I spend most of my summer stuck inside the house. I'm absolutely terrified of bees. And while yes, they technically could kill me, I know that I need to trust God completely with my life. He's kept me safe from the bees for almost 24 years, why would He stop now?</li>
<li>I would get on airplanes and take more trips to discover more of this beautiful earth God created.</li>
<li>My kids would feel safer because they wouldn't be constantly feeding off of my own fears. </li>
<li>I would go to church more. Ouch! Yes, it's true, the fear of my kids getting sick from being around a ton of other children, often keeps me away during the winter time. This is a hard fear to manage, since we are currently dealing with almost 3 weeks of sickness, and I'm pretty sure it came from the last Sunday we were all at church. I feel so much guilt over this one. I know it's completely not what God would want.</li>
<li>I would not allow my nerves to control me when we have a severe weather forecast.</li>
<li>I would sleep better at night, instead of worrying about my children. Sometimes I just lay there and wonder if they are breathing okay since I haven't heard any noise on the monitor. This has been a long term fear of mine that goes back to when my cousin's baby died of SIDS, almost 18 years ago.</li>
<li>I would sing again (in front of others)</li>
<li>I might even start my own business again.</li>
<li>I would let my house go a little bit more and not worry about what others would think. This would give me more precious time with my kids.</li>
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<i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;">This month was all about getting ready for the new baby and celebrating a special little man's 2nd birthday. I also gained a lot of clarity about who my real friends were. It seems like this was a year where God weeded out a lot of the bad crops (people) in my life. I didn't know they were bad for me, and the process was extremely painful, but it has stretched me so much. I have learned a lot about forgiveness, grace, and letting go (still working on that part) and moving on to God's BEST for our family!</i></div>
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<i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;">I still can't believe that God has entrusted me with four amazing boys and that we are now a family of six!</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">This is always a really busy month for us. There are 3 birthdays to celebrate in this house, but of course the only one that truly mattered was the little man who turned 7 this year (which also means that we have lived in Kentucky for 7 years). G4's first month of life flew right by. It was a very trying month with him though. He was a pretty fussy baby and never let me sleep at night. I had a hard time healing emotionally from his birth. I suffered with postpartum depression and for the first time in my life, I experienced major anxiety. Throw that on top of an infant and 3 other kids to raise, and it's safe to say that it was one of the most trying times of my life...but I made it. God put the right people in my life and pulled me out from under that dark cloud!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>October was an emotional roller-coaster for me because I had some health issues surface (one of which we are still trying to figure out), and it would also be the last time I saw my parents before they left again for Florida. Before they left, they took us to Shaker Village and to an old orange tree to recreate some memories. G2 started playing basketball, I got my hair cut really short, we took a field trip to Salato Wildlife Center, and we went out with a bang like we usually do in October, by having the craziest Halloween costumes!</i></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Baby boy turned 5 months old and my very first baby turned 16 years old. I cannot believe that it has already been 16 years since God blessed me with my first son. We carried on our tradition of celebrating Thanksgiving at Cracker Barrel. </span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>This has been an awesome month. Aaron had a week of vacation and we finally got to spend a lot of quality time together. We went to the zoo with his family, I took the boys to the horse park for their light show and festivities, we did a lot of shopping and tried new places to eat. Aaron and I finally got some one on one time with G1. We took him to Malibu Jacks and then we had dinner at A&W Root Beer Stand. G4 started sitting up all on his own, he has two teeth completly through, and now he's crawling all over the place. G2 ended basketball for the season after scoring a couple of points for his team. G3 is as crazy as ever. He's always coming up with stuff that makes us laugh so hard. He's unlike any 2 year old I've ever known. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>We celebrated the birth of Christ by going to a Christmas Eve service at church. Christmas day was very nice, but exhausting. The Grinch and Santa came as always. the kids opened their gifts and spent the day playing with their new things and Grandma Barb cooked us dinner. And today we end the year with the news of another promotion for Aaron. He works his butt off and truly deserves it!</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today I got to spend the day out with another one of my best friends and ended the day with a one-on-one trip to the movies with my oldest son. I hope that I can get one more date with my hubby and some one-on-one time with my middle son before the baby is born. My friend and I did something I haven't done since I was a small child. We painted pottery! It brought back memories of when my mom would take me to this little pottery store in town. I remember going there a few times, but I specifically remember one time when I picked out a ceramic duck to paint. I have no idea what happened to that duck. I wish I still had it, but at least I have the memory!</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sunday as we were driving to church in the morning, it was raining lightly and the forecast called for heavier showers. For the first time in a long time, we were actually early for church. I noticed a man up ahead of us on the left walking through the rain with no umbrella. I felt the Holy Spirit speaking to me and telling me to give that man one of our umbrellas. We only had one in the car, but I knew we'd be fine without one. I pointed out the man to my husband and asked him if he thought we should try to give him one of our umbrellas. Sadly, this world that we live in makes me second guess a lot of things. In the back of my mind I'm thinking stupid things like, "I hope he doesn't pull out a gun on us." I could tell my husband was a little hesitant, maybe even a little annoyed because he knew he would be the one doing the talking. I'm not really sure what he was thinking, but he agreed that we could try. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I made a u-turn at the next intersection and we made our way back to the man. We pulled off to the side of the road as he was walking towards us. My husband rolled down the window and asked if he would like an umbrella. The man appeared to be somewhere around 50 years old. He had long grey hair and was wearing a long sleeve shirt and blue jeans. He smiled and kindly said, "No, that's okay." We asked if he was sure and he said yeah. So my husband said okay and possibly something else as we drove away. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As we drove off I fought back tears. There were so many thoughts and emotions going on with me. Why didn't he take the umbrella. I hope my husband wasn't embarrassed. Maybe we just made his day, because someone was so kind to even try to help him out. My mind kept pondering over and over why he didn't accept it, if God truly did put it on my heart to give it to him. My husband suggested that maybe God was just testing my obedience with a smaller thing so that He knows we will be obedient with bigger things.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For days I just couldn't get this situation out of my mind. I prayed about it and asked God for answers. I felt like He was trying to teach me a lesson, but I wasn't sure what the lesson was. I'm still trying to figure it out, but I do believe it's not just one simple lesson. There was so much to be taught here. </span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic;">1. You reap what you sow.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>"</i></span></b><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><b><i>Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." ~ Galatians 6:7 (KJV)</i></b> </span></span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;">Perhaps God was seeing if I would try to sow a good seed when I thought this man was in need, so that the next time I am in need, He can speedily send someone to help me. </span><br />
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<i><b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here are a couple more Bible verses that back up the principle of reaping and sowing: </span></b></i></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>God "will repay each person according to what they have done." ~ Romans 2:6 (NIV)</i></span></span></div>
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<b style="background-color: #fdfeff; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #001320; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>2. By being obedient to God, you are not denying Him. </i></span></b><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #001320;">Regardless of whether or not the other person receives what you are trying to give, whether its a gift, a kind word, or even just a wave or a smile, you can rejoice knowing that YOU did what God wanted you to do. </span><b><span style="color: blue;"><i>"</i></span></b></span></span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="color: blue;"><i>They claim to know God, but by their actions they deny him. They are detestable, disobedient and unfit for doing anything good." ~ Titus 1:16 (NIV)</i></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff;"><span style="color: #001320;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>3. If you have children, they are paying attention. </i></b></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I feel like we taught our children a valuable lesson that day. As I turned the car around, our six year old knew something was going on. He asked us what we were doing. I explained to him that we were just going to try to show God's love by seeing if the man wanted an umbrella because he was walking alone in the rain. </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><b style="color: #001320;"><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">4. Expect NOTHING in return! </span></span></i></b><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: blue;">Luke 6:34-36</span></i><span style="color: #001320; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;">(ESV) </span><span style="color: #001320; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">says,</span><span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <b><i>"</i></b></span></span></span><span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; line-height: 20px;">If you lend to those from whom you expect to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners in order to receive back the same amount. </span><span class="highl" style="background-color: #fff4ec; line-height: 20px;">But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High; for He Himself is kind to ungrateful and evil men. </span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; line-height: 20px;">Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful."</span></i></b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><b style="color: #001320;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>5. You may be entertaining angels.</i></span></b><span style="color: #001320;"> </span></span><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: blue;">"</span></i></b></span></span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: blue; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it." ~ Hebrews 13:2 </span>Wow, what a thought! The man in the rain could've been an angel! That gives me chills to think about. I cannot make this stuff up. It's right there in God's word. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>6. Pride leads to destruction. </i></b></span></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last but certainly not least, remember to remain humble and to not boast about what you have done. The Bible says in </span><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: blue;">Proverbs 16:18, "</span></i></b></span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><b><i><span style="color: blue;">Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall."</span></i></b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfeff;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><b>Several days after the incident regarding the man walking in the rain, I was talking to my husband again about what God might be trying to teach me. The very second that I stopped talking, I turned up the radio and heard these words in a song for the very first time: </b></span></span></span></div>
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<i><b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and you offer me a raincoat. </span></span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But I would rather stand there being wet </span></span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">than take the handout. </span></span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You said, you've always got your hands out."</span></span></b></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: purple;">So then I started thinking about the man even more. I wonder if he's a broken man in need of a Savior. Could he have possibly smiled at us, but asked himself what's wrong with him as we drove away? </span><i>I just hope that no matter what God was trying to teach us or that man, that Christ was glorified through that little act of obedience. </i></b></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-89823969567568689322015-04-15T17:06:00.000-04:002015-04-15T17:27:12.553-04:00MY JOURNEY TO A VBA2CIt's almost been 2 years since I have last given birth. Up until now I just accepted the way things went. I was exhausted and hungry and the baby's heart rate started to decelerate so my doctor suggested a c-section in order to avoid another emergency c-section.<br />
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Now here I am just a couple of months away from giving birth again and I'm thinking about the way I am hopeful that birth will go. I have been educating myself for over 7 months because I want to try to deliver vaginally after having had 2 c-sections. Because of all the reading and researching I have done, I now realize that a c-section most likely could've been avoided the last time, had I educated myself more then. <span style="color: red;"><i>Almost 2 years later and I sit here fuming over my last birth experience. </i></span>No, I didn't need a c-section! I needed food! And I needed to move off of that hospital bed. I didn't even think about it then, but looking back I remember that I didn't move from that bed once I was I was admitted, except to go to the restroom. I'm also upset because for my last two births, I missed my baby's first bath. While everyone else was oohing and aahing at my little boys and taking pictures, I was in the recovery room. I'm grateful for those pictures, but so sad that I missed that special moment. Now that I'm writing about this, I'm even more upset because I can't find a picture of my baby's first bath. Apparently they are on someone else's camera.<br />
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<b><i>Things WILL be different this time.</i></b> I am doing everything I can to have a natural childbirth experience. And even if something happened and I needed another c-section, I will NOT miss my baby's first bath! I will make sure they are clear on that. Of course if there is a medical reason that the baby needs cleaned up right away, I will understand that.<br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Here are some of the things I am doing to have a better birth experience this time around:</span></i></b><br />
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<b>PRAYER</b> ~ <span style="color: red;">The most important thing I have done is praying specific prayers for this pregnancy and birth.</span> My prayers started before conception and it is amazing to watch what all God has already done for me. I recommend writing your prayers down so you can go back over them later and see the work God has done.<br />
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<b>EDUCATION</b> ~ I have been reading and researching for over 7 months. I have joined several VBAC (Vaginal birth after cesarean) groups, cesarean groups, ICAN, and other pregnancy groups on social media. A couple of great books I have read are "Ina May's Guide to Childbirth", and "Supernatural Childbirth". I am currently watching "The Business of Being Born" series.<br />
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<b>CHIROPRACTIC CARE</b> ~ This week I will begin working with a chiropractor. I've heard a lot of women's stories about how going to the chiropractor relieved certain prenatal symptoms like leg and hip pain. I am particularly interested because I have read about how they can help align everything properly, which in turn can help speed up delivery by helping the baby pass through the birth canal easier than if you hadn't been adjusted.<br />
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<b>EXERCISE</b> ~ I am SO happy that the weather is finally warming up where I live! I now get out and walk every chance I get. It sure wears me out, but I know I'm doing a great thing for my body and for this baby. I believe that staying active will help me achieve a better birth experience.<br />
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<b>HYDRATION</b> ~ I have a history of preterm labor. I also have a history of major leg cramps during pregnancy. I suddenly realize now with my 4th pregnancy that both of these things were most likely linked to dehydration. I try to drink water throughout my day and I do my best to avoid pop. My new rule with pop is that I will only drink it when I go out to eat. No pop in the house! This has really helped me drink more water. So far I've had no leg cramps and no signs of preterm labor. Praise God!<br />
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<b>HIRE A DOULA</b> ~ I feel blessed that I have met a doula who seems very compatible for me. My favorite thing about her so far is that we are like-minded spiritually. She is a Christian just like me and she's not afraid to profess it. I am looking forward to her reminding me of God's love for me during labor. This is my 1st experience with a doula, but from all of my research and reading people's stories, not once have I heard anyone say that they regret paying for a doula.<br />
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<b>LABOR AT HOME LONGER</b> ~ Here's where I feel that I really missed the mark with the birth of my last son. I know that I went to the hospital too early. Even though I had been contracting all through the night, they weren't really painful. I probably could've just drank more water and tried to relax more. Then maybe I could've walked and moved around more at home before going in. I guess I was just so exhausted and ready for it to be over with, that I thought going to the hospital would speed things along and I could find relief. I'm sure it sped things along, but not in the way I was thinking. I don't know what I was thinking actually. But once we were admitted to the hospital, I was put on their time clock and before I knew it, one intervention led to another, which eventually ended with my 2nd c-section.<br />
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<b>EAT, DRINK, AND RELAX</b> ~ Another huge mistake I made before going to the hospital the last time, was going in completely exhausted and on an empty stomach. Now, I'm not suggesting a huge meal before going in, but I definitely will put something healthy in my belly before arriving at the hospital. I'm also sneaking in a small protein snack of some sort. I refuse to try to labor while feeling completely starved. I know there are risks of aspiration if a c-section becomes necessary, but I'm going with my gut on this one and I choose to eat! I will also try to relax as much as possible while I'm still at home. I was just way too anxious for the baby to be here the last time.<br />
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<b>THIS IS MY BIRTH EXPERIENCE</b> ~ <span style="color: red;">Above everything else, I have learned that I have a right to say NO. I hired my doctors. They work for me! I can't believe it has taken me this long to realize that I have a voice and I need to use it.</span> I feel so much more educated this time around and it's not just because this is my 4th pregnancy. I have learned so much because I so desperately desire a better birth experience this time around. Even if things do end up with another c-section, I will know in my heart that I did everything that I possibly could do to prevent it, and I think that is what will finally give me the peace that I need.<br />
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Now, don't get me wrong, I don't tell the doctors no to everything. I have agreed to be monitored, but I will not labor in bed for hours upon hours like I did with the last child. I will move around beside the bed and bounce on a ball if I feel like it. I have also agreed to have an IV in place, but nothing will be running through it unless a c-section becomes necessary.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Some examples of what I have said NO to this time around:</i></span></b><br />
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<b>Pap Smear</b> ~ I don't know exactly why I turned this down because I have had a pap smear with all 3 of my previous pregnancies and all of my babies were fine. For some reason, I just didn't have peace about it this time. When I don't have peace, I feel like that is God's way of telling me to be careful. My doctor agreed to wait until my 6 week postpartum check up to do the pap smear.<br />
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<b>Screening Tests for Genetic Abnormalities</b> ~ Because of my age, this is something that some doctors would try to push. The risks for diseases such as Down's syndrome and other chromosome abnormalities increases as the mother ages. I turned down the screening because I knew in my heart that even if my baby had any kind of defect, I would love it just the same. There is no way I would abort my child, even if my own life were at risk. Although knowing ahead of time that something were wrong could help me better prepare, I still thought it would be best to just turn down those tests and put it all in God's hands.<br />
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<b>3 hour glucose test</b> ~ I failed the 1 hour test, but knew in my heart that I would pass the 3 hour test, however, I wasn't willing to put myself (and the baby) through the hours of fasting and blood work because the 1 hour test made me so ill. As a compromise, I agreed to monitor my sugar at home for 2 weeks. It turned out that my numbers were so great that I didn't need to continue monitoring after the first week. See, I knew it!<br />
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I have yet to write my birth plan, so I'm sure there will be other things I will be saying NO to. I plan to have the baby room in with me as much as possible. We will be delaying cord clamping and eye drops. I'm not really sure what else I will include yet. Just taking one day at a time. I will be writing that out in the next week or so and I will share it with you. Until then...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-10175958028775422752015-04-03T19:10:00.000-04:002015-04-03T19:10:58.137-04:00OVERCOMING THE STORMS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This was the view from my back porch almost exactly 4 years ago to the day. I believe we were under a tornado watch and I had been freaking out over the weather for several days prior to it even becoming bad. This looks like a tornado, but it's actually a wall cloud (the front line of the storm). I remember this day very vividly because it was just like every other time that we were expecting bad weather. Days before the storm, while it was still beautiful outside, I would constantly look up the forecasts and make myself sick over the possibilities. To say that I was afraid of storms would be a huge understatement. It paralyzed me. For days on end I couldn't eat much. I would make several trips to the bathroom because my nerves took over. I literally made myself sick. It was embarrassing. I know most people wouldn't understand. I couldn't even understand.<br />
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I prayed constantly. I cried out to God to take this fear away. I knew that worrying was a sin and I so desperately wanted to be delivered from it. I would constantly repeat my favorite Bible verse, <b><i>2 Timothy 1:7, "For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind." </i></b> What I didn't realize at the time is that even though I still felt overcome with fear, God was working in my life. Each storm that came my way was getting easier and easier for me to handle.<br />
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Fast forward to today. I'm home alone with the kids and we have a tornado watch. We've had torrential rain and lots of lightening and thunder. An amazing thing has happened. I didn't run to my neighbor's house. This is something I usually do because I have always felt safer just being around other people. But that's not even the most amazing part. The best part is that I had peace; the kind of peace that the Bible talks about in <b><i>Philippians 4:7, "and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus."</i></b><br />
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I write this post to encourage others who are dealing with fear of any sort. Whether you are dealing with fear of bad weather or other storms that life brings, I pray that you will experience the peace that I have found through Christ. Yes, it took many years, but I have such victory and you can too! Keep on leaning on God. Say 2 Timothy 1:7 out loud over and over until it resonates in your soul. Don't give up! If you need prayer, it would be an honor to pray for you. Just message me in the comments or at BibleMomma99@gmail.com.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-14613657166177625212015-03-27T17:42:00.000-04:002015-03-27T17:42:02.472-04:00It's been over a month again since my last post. I want to make my blog a priority just like so many other things in my life, but it's just so tough these days. I am extremely exhausted with this pregnancy. I try to do things like let sun shine into the house as much as possible, when it's actually shining. I have started taking B vitamins on top of my regular prenatals. I get out and walk as much as I can. I try to force water. I just don't know what else to do. I don't think it's mostly the pregnancy's fault, but rather, this guy:<br />
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His personality is as big in real life as it is in this picture. Man he sure keeps me on my toes! He's constantly throwing things, dumping things, and tearing up things. He's a runner and a screamer. One of his new favorite words is "NO". He's a mocker and since I have two older boys in the house, one of his other favorite words is "penis".<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-4289016998998452652015-02-22T13:53:00.000-05:002015-02-22T13:53:13.566-05:00Anger<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This index card is one of many that I have began writing on and plan to read each day. Each card will have a Bible verse that references anger. In this particular one, I changed the word "man" to say woman just to make it more relevant to my life. </div>
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I have struggled with outbursts of anger for a long time now, and the ones who get the brunt of my attacks are unfortunately my children. No, my children aren't physically abused, but <b><i>when I get upset, sometimes I just yell...and then almost immediately regret it.</i></b> Although I've come such a long way, I know I still have a long journey ahead of me. I want so badly to be a peaceful parent. I have read many books on controlling anger. I've prayed and cried out to God on many occasions to take this anger from me. I've also researched the Bible about this issue and I'm more convicted than ever to get rid of this sin in my life. It's not necessarily a sin to have anger, but it is a sin when you act on it.<br />
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It's very hard for me to admit this, especially here, because I know that some of my close family and friends will be reading this. But, again, I write in hopes of helping others. If I struggle with something, then surely there are others in this world who are dealing with the same issues. I notice that I am more easily irritated when I'm tired, and lately I've been exhausted. Our 1 year old keeps me on my toes all day, and I'm also over half way through this pregnancy. I try to nap when I can, but even though it feels wonderful to lay down, it doesn't seem to help me at all. I'm going to bed earlier now too. I just can't stay awake like I used to.<br />
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I guess things have also been a little bit worse because I barely leave the house. It's just been too cold and yucky out. My husband takes our only reliable vehicle to work, so I'm pretty much stuck here anyway. But that's okay. I want him to take a good vehicle so I don't have to worry about him. So since I'm stuck here, I try to make the best of it. Sunshine helps with the energy level, so I try to keep all of the windows open during the day. I also play music and try to clean up the house as much as possible because a messy house is something that just gets under my skin and irritates me so badly. Even though I try, each day has been such a struggle. I will be writing Bible verses and encouragement on my Facebook page for anyone else who needs help in this area. You can find my Facebook page by clicking <a href="https://www.facebook.com/BibleMomma?ref=aymt_homepage_panel" target="_blank">HERE</a>. Say these verses out loud as often as you can. Try to memorize them. I know it will help, so that's what I will be doing too. Until next time...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-33648902698139001952015-02-20T15:53:00.000-05:002015-02-20T15:53:43.719-05:00Boys, Boys, Boys<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Random pics of my youngest two and G2's creation. It's a robot that he made out of magnetics. He had built this a day or so earlier and wanted me to take a picture, but by the time I got the camera out, he already tore it to pieces. I told him I wanted to take a picture of it and he said, "Okay, I will just remake it." And he did! He remade this exactly like it was the first time and it only took him about 5 minutes. My boys are so smart. </div>
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The middle picture on the right was G3's first day of "school". He loved sitting next to his big brother and drawing pictures for us. This last picture is G3's messy pizza face. He loves his food, but also loves making messes! I love my oldest son too, but getting pictures of him is much tougher these days. Stay tuned for more pics with all of my boys!</div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This picture was taken last week on Valentine's Day. I was 23 and a half weeks pregnant. I felt so pretty and had a lot of positive comments from my friends about how young I looked. I'll take those compliments any day, but especially when I'm pregnant and feeling big! Now I am over 24 weeks. It's crazy how fast this pregnancy is going. Everything is going great! I've had great blood pressure and no complications. The Braxton Hicks contractions have started, but I've noticed that I can keep them minimal by drinking lots of water. I've had preterm labor with my other 3, but I'm praying it away this time. I also haven't had any leg cramps during this pregnancy, which was always one of my biggest fears. Those things are so painful! I drink a lot of water and take Magnesium every night right before bed. I also sleep with a heating pad on my legs. The only symptom that really bothers me this time around is fatigue. I'm just SO tired, all the time. I think it's because I'm still doing all the things I've always had to do, but this time around I'm also chasing a very demanding and messy toddler around the house. I love him to pieces, but his nap time is my saving grace! That's the only way I'm able to write this right now. Well, I just wanted to give everyone a pregnancy update. Can't wait to be holding our little guy in my arms. Thankfully I should be finished homeschooling for the year when he's born, so that will give us time to just focus on him and trying to establish a routine before we start school all over again. Until next time...</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-74275707084119039822015-01-27T17:00:00.000-05:002015-01-27T17:01:30.602-05:00The Lion<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #20124d;">This morning I had a very prophetic dream. I can barely remember any of the actual details of the dream, except that there was a lion with it's mouth open and I heard these words, "</span><b><i>The lion's mouth is never shut</i></b><span style="color: #20124d;">". When I woke up, those words just kept running through my head. The lion's mouth is never shut. The lion's mouth is never shut. </span><b><i>Then suddenly I felt within my spirit, something telling me that God is the lion, and His mouth is never shut because He is always looking out for me.</i></b><span style="color: #20124d;"> He is always fighting the enemy off on my behalf. The Lion's mouth is never shut!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, it's been almost 2 weeks since my last post so I thought I'd give you an update. I'm doing much better, but still have a little ways to go. Time really does help heal a lot of things. I'm still in denial that I'm actually having a 4th boy. I look at my ultrasound picture a lot and I question it. I've even shared it with others who also question it. It has 3 lines (which is what you hear all the time when it's a girl), just the middle line is out a bit further than the other 2. Someone in my mom's group on Facebook shared a picture of their "It's a girl" ultrasound and I swear, my ultrasound picture looks a lot like that one. I go back on in 2 weeks for another ultrasound because of my age. This is one time I'm actually glad I'm a bit older. I'll get a second look at the baby and hopefully they'll have a better look at the private areas and ease any confusion that I still have.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Until then, I'm just trying to convince myself that it is a boy. I'm trying to bring myself to buy something for him, but I just can't get excited over anything. I mean, have you seen the baby girl clothes? They are ridiculously cute and they are everywhere! Try finding something that is cute for a boy. I mean, really cute. The options really stink! I think I'm going to have to go to a boutique store and spend a lot of money on one item just to make myself feel better.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The support from my friends and family have been a tremendous help in my healing process. I told them that I didn't want any comments (and I really thought I didn't), but I honestly don't know where I'd be right now if they hadn't reached out to me in the only ways they knew how. I'm very blessed and grateful for people who don't give up on me when I'm down. They are always there to lift me back up. They might not have had the right words, but they tried and that speaks mountains to my heart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Moving on! No more posts about gender dissapointment because deep down I know that I will love this baby no matter what the gender is. I love my 3 sons with all of my heart. My heart aches just thinking of when they will be grown and leave me. Sadly, that may not be too far off for my oldest. They are each such a blessing to my life. They have changed me inside and out. I'm still working on making myself a better person, because I want to be the best for them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">God has really been speaking to me about writing more. It's my outlet and I believe it's a gift from Him. It's a gift that He wants me to share with others. So, I plan to write more often (I know, you've heard this before). He wants me to be an encourager to others because there are too many people in this world who don't have a great support system like I do. So stay tuned for some encouraging, uplifting messages (along with other tidbits of my life).</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14258577233464155846noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756804679168409766.post-46437285014989382542015-01-14T21:26:00.002-05:002015-01-14T21:26:19.065-05:00FROM MY HEARTTuesday was our big day. We went to have an ultrasound on the baby. Everything went great. Well, almost everything. The placenta is close to my cervix, but there's still plenty of time for it to move up, so for now I'm going to try to remain positive about it. The doctor had to step out for a delivery so I asked the ultrasound tech a few questions about my Vba2C (vaginal birth after 2 cesareans). I left feeling discouraged because she told me that they won't let me go past 40 weeks. What in the world? 40 weeks is just an estimated due date! And from all of my research, I know that being induced can increase my risks of uterine rupture. She also said the baby can't be over a certain weight. Bull! I know of plenty of women who have had Vbacs with big babies. I'm just going to take her words as a grain of salt until I actually get a chance to talk to my doctor. I really hope his words are more encouraging to me. I am scheduled to go for another ultrasound next month because of my age. Yay! Way to make me feel old. They look for chromosomal disorders, down syndrome being the most common. So far though, everything looks great with the baby.<br />
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We cancelled the party. I felt like I was mourning the loss of something, and I was. I was mourning the loss of the dream of having my own daughter; my own little princess. I wanted so badly to buy pink things. I wanted a little girl to go shopping with. Someone to have my hair and nails done with; all these things that I missed out on with my own mother because she was such a hard worker. We never really had that mother/daughter relationship that I longed for. I really thought I could experience that with my own daughter, but I feel like I'll never have that chance now.<br />
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For now it's extremely hard for me to think of my pregnant friends who are finding out they are having girls. It's hard to think of all the people around me who have girls. Why couldn't I just have one? I feel like no one is really going to care much about this baby. If it were a girl, I would've had the gender reveal party and celebrated with friends and family. I would've had a baby shower. She wouldn't have had only hand-me-downs from her 3 older brothers. There will be no exciting picture to announce the gender on facebook. I'm finding it so hard to find any excitement in this whatsoever. I don't feel a connection with this baby. Even when I thought that it might be a girl I felt that way. I thought it was just because I don't feel this one moving as much. Now I just don't know. I don't want to buy anything for it. I don't want to come up with another G name. And then I feel extremely guilty for having these feelings that I can't seem to control.<br />
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Why can't I find it in me to celebrate and be happy over this wonderful blessing that God is trusting me with? Even when I hold my 1 year old and see that joy that he brings into my life, I still feel like a piece of my life is missing: my little girl that I'll probably never have. I'm very depressed. I'm just not myself. I'm finding it so hard to get back to my old self. I feel like I'm purposely isolating myself because I don't want anyone's pity and I don't want the opposite either. I just don't want to be around anyone. I guess I just need time to come to terms with this. I'm sure God has a reason for giving me 4 boys and I am grateful for their health. I'm sure I will love and connect with this baby in time. And that's just what I need...time.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He uses our bathrooms! Our 6 year old remembered to look for this and he was so excited as he ran down the hall to check out the toilet. What a priceless, funny moment!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess he creates a self portrait of himself in the bathroom just in case we didn't notice what he left in the toilet! Haha</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He turned the boy's milk green and made "Grinch Pudding". He also put eyeballs on a lot of the food and drinks in our refrigerator; see the egg cartoons. I really hope he washed his hands before he messed with this stuff!</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My favorite thing of all that the Grinch did this year was something I would've just loved as a child.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somehow he managed to sneak an entire room full of balloons into G2's room while he was sleeping. What a site that was! The balloons not only covered his entire floor, but were piling up on top of each other. There was also a small, blue tree with candy canes and ornaments in his room, but we aren't sure if that was from the Grinch or Santa. This was a year that this little boy will remember for the rest of his life!</span></div>
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<i>Be blessed my friends!</i></div>
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