I gave birth to this beautiful little baby that is now my little girl. I feel like the time has flown by so quickly… in the blink of an eye. N has blessed our family beyond anything we could have ever expected and we love her so much! Happy Birthday my sweet baby girl… you will always be my baby girl!

I woke up to snow! In Texas. In February. It was so gorgeous! It’s actually been snowing most the day but it’s all starting to melt now. But I’ve been itching to take some pictures, and this got me out of the house to do it! And besides, I have to have proof that there really was snow, In Texas, In February!

Aside from the snow, I have lots of other exciting things going on in my life, business-wise, that are really exciting! I can’t wait to share, but I’m holding my lips shut for the time being. Aren’t I sneaky

N’s been going to my mother in laws twice a week now which is so wonderful for Hubby and I to actually get some work done! Don’t get me wrong, we love love love having her here, but she needs a little change every once in a while. It’s good for her Seriously, she’s always here at home with us, because we both work from home. And we’ve been real home bodies lately with the weather being so cold we don’t want to get out too late, which is after we get all our work done. So it’s good for her to get out and experience life outside of mommy and daddy and home.

I’ve been really enjoying this weather, but I’m really not much of a cold girl. But I’m not much of a hot girl either. I think I’d be just fine in Hawaii. Living in the 70’s-80’s all the time. Nice! But I’d rather the cold over the heat any day. I guess that may have something to do with my curly hair. I don’t necessarily like having an afro when it’s hot and humid out. But who would?

When I say that word, I think of someone walking into their catholic church all dressed up for confession. Well, ahem, I’m by no means dressed up nor am I walking anywhere. Actually I’m in pajamas and my hair on top of my head. Ahhh… the beauty of blogging.

1. I haven’t taken a picture outside of a bowl of macoroni mixed with peas and salmon, because I thought I would share it here, since Christmas.  I’m feeling terribly guilty about this and I desperately want to pick up my camera.  Problem is, it won’t stop raining and N only wants to look behind the camera and not in front.  So I end up with empty images.

2. I’m terrible about blogging about my life.  Gosh, its not like I have a boring life of anything.  We are always doing something.  I just get caught in the struggle of the”What’s too personal to share on a blog?” question.  It’s hard for me.

3.  Although I haven’t changed at all since the picture above, this photo was actually taken on 01.01.09.  See… I can’t possibly leave any posts imageless so I had to go dig out one.  This is what I came up with.  I think it’s appropriate for this posts, don’t you?

4.  I feel like I’m buried in work and I can’t get out.  I mean, not really, but Jan and Feb are the busiest months of the year and I’ve been working like a mad woman.  Good thing I love my business or I’d be complaining.  Just sayin’

5. I have so many creative thoughts going on in my brain.  I wish sometimes they’d stop.  Or I wish that I knew how to organize and prioritize them in the filing cabinet of my brain.  Any other creative people out there with any tips?

6. One of my girlfriends birthdays is coming up and I haven’t a clue what to get her?  You’d think I know exactly what I want to get for her with all these creative juices flowin’.  But I struggle with the fact that I’m not sure if she’d like it.  Hmm…

What do you need to confess?

I cry my eyes out at the sight of a baby coming into the world.  But there is something about the story of adoption that sends me into hysterical weeping.  Especially stories of families who struggled to have children, or a family adopting a child from a less fortunate situation.  Gosh, just any adoption.  I just cry like a baby.

And this story is no exception.  That picture of that beautiful boy up top there is Amos.  Amos is from Haiti.  His father is one of the worship leaders at my church.  And for 2.5 years they have been waiting to bring Amos home.  The adoption had been finalized but they were still waiting for his Visa to get approved to come home to his new forever home.  Then the earthquake hit Haiti.  And Amos survived!  But his adoption papers were destroyed.  On Jan. 16th, at church, we were told that it would take a true miracle for Amos to be able to come home because of the adoption papers being destroyed.  But wouldn’t you know… Jan. 23rd, Amos came home!  Talk about the Glory of God!  Amazing!

Have a great weekend everyone!

stole our bed this morning.

5 years ago today, I married the man of my dreams.

We had a big wedding planned in our mind, but after already planning a cruise to leave on this day 5 years ago, we made a very quick last minute decision to get married before the cruise left. So we planned our whole wedding, got my wedding dress, and the whole works, in just under a week! And we got married on the beach, wearing flip flops, 2 hours before our cruise left. Which would of course become our honeymoon.

It’s been the best 5 years of my life and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Now that is what my wonderful husband of 5 years got me for my anniversary gift. I’ve been wanting a great purse for a long time, and this one from Fossil is perfect and is soo me!

Now off to go spend the day with him

Haiti Earthquake

We finally gave N her first haircut a few weeks ago.  I shed a tear.  I can’t believe she is getting so big.  She has grown way too fast.  And she is now a few blown Tot.  Attitude and all. Can I have my sweet, cuddly, nursing, lovable baby back please? Just kidding. She’s still all those things except nursing. And she’ll always by my baby.

But it was time and I’m so glad we did it. Actually, I combed, and hubby cut. He cuts his own hair, my hair, and now N’s hair. LOL. You read that right. My hubby cuts my hair. Saves us a lot of money and since my hair is naturally curly, you can’t tell if you mess up.

That’s what I’m currently reading.  Actually, this is my second time reading it.  The first time, it knocked my socks off.  Such an incredible book.

It’s the story of Stephen Baldwin, one of the infamous Baldwin brothers, of coming to know the Lord.  It’s a truly incredible story.  I love how candid and wild he is in this book.

The main thing in this book that speaks to me, is he talks very candidly of when his wife came to know the Lord.  She was saved a year before Stephen every sparked interested into this “Jesus thing”.  He talks how his wife only spoke to him once and told him how she had been baptized and accepted Jesus as her Savior.  And that was the last she said to him.  Over the next year, she faithfully got on her face every morning and prayed.  Prayed for her husband.  And after a year, Stephen finally wanted to know about what his wife was experiencing.

Why does this speak to me?  Because I’ve seen lots of women in my life who’s husbands are not saved, and they try everything in their power to try to convince them that Jesus is the way.  But in return all this does is push away their husbands because they don’t want to be told what to do.

1 Peter 3: 1-2 says: (NIV)

“Wives, in the same way be submissive to your husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives when they see the purity and reverence of your lives.”

This is exactly what Stephen’s wife did.  She let her actions speak louder than her words, and in return her husband is on fire for the Lord.  How awesome is that!?

If you are saved and your spouse is not, let this scripture speak to your heart.  Let your actions show your spouse what he/she is missing.

And if you haven’t read this book, I highly recommend it!  Obviously

Just found this site that will take all the words from your blog and put them together in a cool “wordle” for you.  If this capture above represents what I blog about, I’m in trouble.  I need to start blogging about my restored life.  Go build one yourself here.

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