25 January, 2012

I'm pretty sure she's gonna be taller then me by the time she is 8

But until then, Happy Birthday to the girl who has done nothing 
but keep me on my toes for the 
last 4 years and I wouldn't trade it for a thing!!!

You have been testing the waters with your Dad and I lately and trying to see how much you can get away with. Although my first instinct is to get angry and yell, these are the moments where I know I need to be the most patient as this is just the beginning of the world called parenting. You are the biggest mirror to my faults ;) and you make me want to be a better person in every way.
I love how you are aware and understanding of so much more, but it also scares me. You are extremely impressionable and your Daddy and I know that means we need to be good examples and surround you with good influences.
On that note, I know we will soon be sending you off to preschool and I am oh so scared. The mother instinct of always wanting to keep your babies close by has kicked in and I am wanting time to go ever so slow until this fall. I use to be against preschool, but you crave interaction with other kids and we know you have a really hard time sitting still.
 We hope preschool will help prepare you for kindergarten in that way.

Just looking over the last 4 years of pictures, I can't believe how fast it's gone and some days I just want to hold my sweet baby girl again.

(Her birth day)

But then I look at pictures as you've grown older and I look forward to all the memories we have yet to make!
(Her 1st birthday)

(Her 2nd birthday)

 (Her 3rd birthday)

(4 yr pictures)



 Love love love her smile!
We love you more than you'll ever know, enjoy life to the fullest sweetheart!!

18 January, 2012

An animal theme

Some might find this post boring, but in case any of you ever wondered about our children's names, I figured I'd share this post about their "nicknames."
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Many bloggers have code names for their kids.
Some don't.
While I seriously believe that you can't protect your children in every aspect, my husband and I choose to use "pet" names for our kids on public sites, aka Facebook, my blog, etc, for security reasons. Most friends and family members respect us in this decision, but there are some who forget and use their real names once in awhile. I've even been known to slip a time or two.

What most people don't know is how these names came about...

 
Turtle:
Well Turtle is nothing like a turtle.
In fact, my mom says we should have called her a jack rabbit. She's pretty much the type that would zoom out from the start of the race but than keep getting distracted by something along the way and not finish.
She actually has this pet name, not from her personality, but this little thing she did when she was a newborn....
Soon after we arrived home from the hospital, she woke up from a snooze and stretched out with a yawn. Her neck went soooooooo far out, my husband and I both looked at each other in disbelief.
It was insane.
I had NEVER seen a baby do that before. I went over her baby pictures and couldn't find one that would do it justice. J first said we should call her ET because that was pretty much who/what she resembled when she stretched her neck out. But we both didn't think that was fitting for a girl and I didn't necessarily like my daughter being classed with an alien. I then suggested a giraffe, but that didn't quite fit, because a giraffe has it's neck long all the time. We just let it go at the time, but one of the next times she did it, my husband said, you know, she kinda looks like a turtle.
It was perfect.
Nothing described it better than a turtle stretching it head out of it's shell revealing a long neck!!
It stuck and from then on it seemed every time we saw an outfit with a turtle on it, or a stuffed animal, we couldn't resist!





Monkey:
Unfortunately Monkey's story is no where near as cute as his sister's. In fact, Monkey's animal name came about after we found out we were having a boy. I wanted an animal name for him for Facebook and the blog to use while I was pregnant. I chose the monkey because there were so many cute monkey boy clothes and I figured he would be a climber just like his sister!
But it did NOT fit when he was an infant.
In fact, if we had to describe what he looked like when he was born, we both would have went with a gorilla. :D  He was a "rather large" baby and had no neck at all. His face was pear shaped with absolutely HUGE cheeks.
My brother also said he resembled a sumo wrestler, but there was no way I was going to be comparing my son to that!



Neither kids have their animal as the main theme in their room. We could have went that way, but we chose to give them something apart from it.
I called our daughter Turtle for awhile when she was a baby, but for the most part, their "pet" names have only been for online use.

How about you? If you use code names for your kids online, how did they come about??

13 January, 2012

To which I need to be reminded:

The world is much bigger beyond my bubble and so many people are hurting and need prayer.

I want to share two blogs and a story with you today. The first is about a mom desperately needing peace and strength while her son fights for his life in immense pain.
EB ing a Mommy

The second, for a family who knew their daughter was going to be born with half a heart and had to say goodbye to her 11 days after the fact.
Joyful in Hope

I came upon these families/blogs a lot later than most, but it was such a powerful reminder to me and something I needed to read.


Lastly, I want to share something with you that most have probably read before, but it still leaves me with chills every times I do:
(True Story)

This is a story about a woman named Pam.
More than 24 years ago, she and her husband Bob were serving as missionaries to the Philippines and praying for a fifth child. Pam contracted amoebic dysentery, an infection of the intestine caused by a parasite found in contaminated food or drink. She went into a coma and was treated with strong antibiotics before they discovered she was pregnant.
Doctors urged her to abort the baby for her own safety and told her that the medicines had caused irreversible damage to her baby. She refused the abortion and cited her Christian faith as the reason for her hope that her son would be born without the devastating disabilities physicians predicted. Pam said the doctors didn't think of it as a life, they thought of it as a mass of fetal tissue.

While pregnant, Pam nearly lost their baby four times but refused to consider abortion. She recalled making a pledge to God with her husband: If you will give us a son, we’ll name him Timothy and we’ll make him a preacher.

Pam ultimately spent the last two months of her pregnancy in bed and eventually gave birth to a healthy baby boy August 14, 1987. Pam’s youngest son is indeed a preacher. He preaches in prisons, makes hospital visits, and serves with his father’s ministry in the Philippines. He also plays football. Pam’s son is Tim Tebow.

The University of Florida’s star quarterback became the first sophomore in history to win college football’s highest award, the Heisman Trophy. His current role as quarterback of the Denver Broncos has provided an incredible platform for Christian witness. As a result, he is being called The Mile-High Messiah.

Tim’s notoriety and the family’s inspiring story have given Pam numerous opportunities to speak on behalf of women’s centers across the country. Pam Tebow believes that every little baby you save matters. I pray her tribe will increase!



For those that don't follow sports I challenge you to google Tim Tebow. That kid is doing some powerful stuff in football lately and he is giving every bit of glory to God.

I believe in miracles!


{There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.The other is as though everything is a miracle. -Albert Einstein}

12 January, 2012

mRe images

Can I be honest for a moment??

I'm a little conflicted.

It's not a big surprise I love photography/anything to do with pictures. I make it clear wherever I go.

I've shared before that I can spend hours looking at other people's pictures.
It is the most beautiful art to me.
Now I'm not downplaying people that paint, draw, design, write music or do other many wonderful artistic things, but I LOVE photography and capturing moments in time.

Everyone needs some healthy criticism in their lives and maybe I just need to use this as a stepping stool to grow and learn....

What am I referring to you may ask??

My watermark. My obsession with learning to take better pictures. My asking photographers for advice. My reading and following anything online that will make me a better "artist."

I've had some negative reactions and annoyance from several different individuals lately, (not just photographers mind you.) They are assuming that I was trying to start up a photography business because I am trying to learn so much and because of my watermark. (For those that don't know what a watermark is, its the signature/copyright of the photographer on their images.)

My watermark has NOTHING to do with a current business or one to come. My watermark is for those individuals in the world that don't have a conscious and steal photos for personal use.

What exactly are they worried about? That I might steal their business from hundreds (or thousands) of miles away? That my "work" sucks that much that I might be an embarrassment to the industry??

Come on people. Really?

Can I just improve something I am so passionate about?
Can I just do everything possible to enjoy the outcome of learning more about it.
Can I just take really gorgeous pictures of my babies, (and maybe some of friends and family,) without someone getting on my case about trying to charge money for taking crappy pictures in my non existent basement?? Which I don't charge anything btw, (cuz I kinda dont have a business...)

I mean have you seen these children? How can I not want to improve my skill for them??!!



And some day, if my photography skills improve greatly, maybe I will start a business. But I think that's a decision between my family and I and not anyone else. In the meantime, thanks for your support while I take a hobby and have a blast with it!!

Thanks for letting me vent!

10 January, 2012

Taxes...

.....are DONE!!

And this is what we have to say about that!


Take that IRS! ;)

08 January, 2012

18 months

This little boy turned 18 months on New Years day: Isn't he the handsomest little thing??!!
 



04 January, 2012

New Year Nostalgia

I am preparing for this little one's 4th birthday party and I can tell you right now....the tissue box is being used....
Oh man, if being pregnant wasn't such a pain in the butt!!
;)