Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Only My Favorite Number

I was tagged by Hollie and of course I am going to play along...it's a bunch of eights!


8 things I am looking forward to...

  1. Dan getting a job
  2. Running The CRIM
  3. Sunny days at Mom and Dad's pool
  4. Fires on cool summer nights with our best friends
  5. Seeing my whole family and being together again
  6. Seeing my niece for the first time
  7. Going to Cancun
  8. Going on a Missions Trip

8 things I did yesterday...

  1. Cleaned the playroom
  2. Had a playdate with my sister-in-law and her two boys
  3. Missed Dan
  4. Missed my family
  5. Constantly prayed for two babies
  6. Watched Biggest Loser with my best friend
  7. Laughed at my kids
  8. Watched Twilight

8 things I wish...

  1. I wish Dan would find employment
  2. I wish I could freeze my kids at the ages they are right now
  3. I wish that the weather would stay 68 and sunny
  4. I wish that I lived closer to my family
  5. I wish my house would clean itself
  6. I wish I could have fresh flowers everyday
  7. I wish I didn't have to get any older
  8. I wish we lived on a lake

8 shows I watch...

  1. Survivor
  2. Amazing Race
  3. Biggest Loser
  4. Dog the Bounty Hunter
  5. The Office
  6. UFC
  7. Oprah
  8. So You Think You Can Dance

I think everyone has been tagged...if you are reading this and haven't been, I tag you.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

My Baby's Hand



My youngest is a ball of energy, purely mischievous. I am surprised it has taken this long for our first ER visit with him. I am sure it is the first of many to come.

On Saturday early evening, we rushed our little guy to the ER. His sister was on the treadmill and he had found his way in there and somehow got his hand caught in the moving belt. It stripped layers of skin off of all four fingers on his right hand. There was black skin hanging off his little hand when I found him.

They were great in the ER. I had just worked with them a couple of hours before and I was happy with who was on staff that evening. They showed me how to wrap Collin's severely burned hand and explained what I needed to do to take care of it and also explaining what to watch for. In no time, I walked out of there with my ball of 1.5 year old energy feeling much better (I think it had something to do with the pain killers they gave him).

I have been faithful in keeping it clean, wrapped properly, and it seems to have not really bothered him as much as I thought it would. Dressing changes are the worst. He sits there and screams mostly the whole time. It breaks my heart and also makes me so thankful that my kids have been , for the most part, perfectly healthy. He's a trooper. We go tomorrow for a follow up with his pediatrician. Crossing my fingers that we hear a good report and a "keep doing what you are doing."





Day one, shortly after we came back from the ER



Day Three - in tub trying to rinse the cream off and clean it up before dressing it again.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Happy Birthday, Dan!

You're the prince I dreamed of rescuing me...


Someone I can laugh with and can always count on for a good time...

A wonderful father to our kids...

I thank God everyday for you. You're a gift. You keep me grounded. Thank you for the man you have been to me this year, the best friend I have in you, the father you have been to our kids. I pray that year 28 is better than you can dream. I love you beyond words!



Friday, April 17, 2009

Imagination

It's amazing what a box can become...especially to two creative kids.

I loved playing in boxes when I was a kid. My Dad would put together different sizes to make us a huge house with doors, widows, hallways...it was great. We would stay down in the basement for hours. I think it was the plan.


We had a box in the basement. Today, I needed to get some laundry done. It's amazing how it backs up when Mommy is working and neglects some of her household duties. :-) So, I pulled the box out and cut a huge window in it, expecting them to use it as a McDonald's drive thru. A few minutes later, I looked over to see Kaitlyn performing and Landon watching intently.


They had turned it in to a TV.




Wednesday, April 15, 2009

He Prepared...

It's amazing when I think about it. When I think of the path that I chose out of highschool. God knew what I was preparing for. I just thought I was killing some time before my prince came along. I was planning on becoming a surg tech. Deep down what I really wanted was to get married and live happily ever after. I chose a shorter path and learned the ins and outs (went way more in depth than I should have) of phlebotomy. Along the way, I found my niche...and also discovered my prince was right under my nose.

God knew.

God knew that 6 years later it wouldn't be the happily ever after I dreamed of.

God knew that I would need to step up take one for the team.

God knew that we would be in a little town with a hospital not even 10 minutes away.

God knew they would need a phlebotomist at just the right time.

...And here I am today...

I am so thankful for my job, for my boss, for the people I work with. I got my part time status last week (I have been PRN since January)!! I was able to pick up extra hours this week and I am earning paid time off for each day I work (gotta love that!!). I just keep thinking, God prepared me for such a time as this. I am actually enjoying going to work. I love what I do. It's a challenge and it's never the same day twice...I like variety, always up for a challenge, and I am easily bored. What a diffence it makes when you actually like what you are doing and enjoy the people that you work with. I chose to take some of the burden off of my husband. I got my man's back and we make a pretty good team. I'm loving what I am doing!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Because He Lives

Happy Easter!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

In Christ Alone

Happy Easter. Remember the reason we celebrate! He is risen!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Taken

This morning, I cleaned two trash bags of food out of our house. It was not my choice.

Last night, I went down to get a loaf of bread out of my freezer. I heard dripping. I was alarmed and then noticed that the loaf, which I had just taken out, was not freezing in my hands. It's amazing the things you can miss the first time when you are preoccupied with life. I opened the lid again and saw that EVERYTHING was room temp. Yes, I have shed tears over all the food that was lost...6 OMAC meals, two huge bags of pork chops, a thing of chicken breasts, two packs of steaks, a turkey, a few bags of veggies, a few pounds of ground beef, three loaves of bread, frozen pizzas, and a couple of novelty items. A few weeks worth of dinners, about $150, gone. I was planning on not shopping again for three more weeks, now it's inevitable.

I am not sad about the loss of the freezer, well, not really. It gave us a pretty good run. It was something I was praying for about three or so years ago. One night, about two weeks later, my hubby was taking the trash down and found a freezer. He ran an extension cord down to see if it worked and it did! So, we payed nothing for it. I was just hoping it would last a little longer, especially since we had all of that food in it.

So it's with a lump in my throat that I once again stare at the verse and mouth the words:

“The LORD gives and the LORD has taken away. Blessed be the name of the LORD” (Job 1:21).

Monday, April 6, 2009

Where a kid can be a kid...

We have been waiting for just the right time. When we woke up this morning to snow on the ground, we figured now was the time...before depression started to set in. My parents sent us money for Chuck E. Cheese last month for Valentine's Day and we were able to give them their extra special treat today. We had a blast!









































Friday, April 3, 2009

Friday Photos

Kaitlyn wanted me to try and capture her in the tub spitting water out of her mouth. I am no photographer, but I gave it my best. She was thrilled.




Yes, my 1.5 year old is walking like a pro, no hands, on the treadmill. I start early around here. I am training up little running buddies.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Seven months...

...still no job.


Bummer, another month gone by. It's April and my husband lost his job back in September. It's been a long road, a lot of learning, and many chances for growth. I am finding out what I am made of.

Yet another month of provisions to report. God is so good! I have had many opportunities to pick up extra hours at the hospital this month, all of which I jumped at. Just yesterday I was told by the lab supervisor that a part time position is being created for me in May. I will be banking paid time off and also have the option of a few benefits!! We have had money given to us along with a lot of food. What a blessing.


This month has been the best month for me as far as giving things over to God and not worrying about them. Part of it might be because of the busyness and not having the time to sit around and worry. I would like to hope, however, that I am finally to the point where I am fully trusting the goodness of God.


First let me say that we are not financial experts and we still slip up and buy things that we don't need or make unwise choices with the money God has given us. I guess when Dan first lost his job, we started thinking of money in a different light mostly because it was all given to us by other people. When you have done nothing to earn it, it's hard to justify spending it on a meal out or something you think you deserve. But, what I started to really get is that none of it was ever ours to begin with...even the stuff we "earned". When thinking of it that way, it's so much easier to make smart decisions, give to others in need, or deny ourselves. I think that my generation, at least, has an attitude of entitlement. I certainly did (and find myself still doing). We are entitled to that big house, we are entitled to have nice cars, we are entitled to the meals out, to the stuff. We are running up our credit cards on stuff we can't afford and are behind on our bills, but at least we have the latest jeans in our closet, a big beautiful house, nice cars to drive, and everything looks nice on the outside. I needed my slap in the face, my wake up call and I got it 7 months ago. Not that we had gotten to an extreme, but that's where we were headed. I was incredibly materialistic.


So, fast forward 7 months to today. It has been painful, not too fun, and incredibly hard. My God knows what he is doing. My God and me have had many arguments. I have doubted Him several times. I still find myself face down on the itchy carpet beside my bed some days (Tuesday being one of them). But, we have never been delinquent on one bill, we are not living "paycheck" to paycheck, our stomachs are full, we are closer to living debt free, and drumroll please :







The used van that I have been praying for, is now in my garage...paid for with cash! This van is a testimony of God's provision. God made a clear way for us, we thought on it, we prayed about it together, sought wise counsel, and He allowed us to walk in there and pay $3995 less for it than the sticker(we got it for less than 2/3 of the original price)! I am still amazed every time I look at it, every time I drive it. No more all 5 of us cramming in our little Chevy Aveo. What a gift!

Thank you everyone for praying for us. Continue to pray that God would provide a job for Dan.


This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us - whatever we ask - we know that we have what we asked of him.
- 1 John 5:14-15


The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective
- James 5:16


Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
- 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

A question from my four year old...

"Mommy, did God make a mistake when he made bad guys?"


I love teaching moments like this. Who cares if it was way past bed time. We lay there talking. I explained to her that God makes no mistakes. We are all born and given choices to make. Some people chose to do good, and some chose to not care about people or follow the rules.


It's by the grace of God that we are not all "bad guys".