ab muscles

no not mine.

if you need a 2 minute video to watch that might make you smile...humor me.
Bethany is learning her ab muscles, and whenever I prop her up she leans forward.

Enjoy me laughing at my child as she dives face first into the couch multiple times.


see, that was kindof cute right?
(well, at least I know her grandmothers thought so)
:)

Lemonade Pitchers...cute Teacher Gifts!!

Send your kiddo's teachers into summer vacation with a fresh and fun summery gift!!
{it IS the end of school, and this is super cheap and easy if you still need to get something...
or this could be a fun, summery gift for anyone really!}

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all you need:
a cute pitcher (these were $1.99 at Bed Bath and Beyond!)...

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lemons (cheap bag at Sam's)
paper confetti (dollar tree)
cute ribbon
paper to write out a lemonade recipe

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Put it all together and admire the cuteness!!

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I just attached a simple lemonade recipe on a little note...

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and there you go!
(Abigail has lots of teachers...) :)

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Happy Gifting and Happy Lemonade drinking!!!

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**special thanks to my mom and her fellow teachers for this precious idea!!!**

{linking up here and here}

a few things you may not know about me

I thought it'd be kinda fun to share some random things you may not know about me.
I always love reading "get to know you" posts, so here goes!

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Before I was a mommy, I worked as a Child Life Specialist.
Most people have never heard of that...but basically my job was to help children cope with hospitalization. I worked mainly with kiddos with traumatic brain injuries, spinal cord injuries, and long term illnesses. It was very difficult, but very rewarding. I met some amazing, perspective-changing kids.
I'd love to go back to it someday.

I am adopted.
I was adopted at 6 weeks old to the best parents in the world, and I've always considered it such an amazing blessing, and have the utmost respect for those who adopt, as well as for those who give babies for adoption.
I remember learning as a little girl that "I came from my mommy's heart instead of her tummy". I am forever thankful for my parents.

(and on that note) I met my birth mother and her family 3 years ago.
It has been an amazing blessing to add family into my life...I even gained 2 younger sisters, and was in one of their weddings last summer! God orchestrated it all so amazingly and I am so thankful for the gift she gave to me and to my parents, and am now thankful to have them all in my life as well.

(my two sisters meeting Bethany!)
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I danced competitively my whole life.
every kind: ballet, jazz, hip hop, pointe, tap, modern.
It was my LIFE...day in and day out, dancing is what I did.
I have taken a few adult classes and plan to start classes again this fall.
{and i just registered Abigail for her first dance classes...a DREAM come true!!!}

I LOVE being preggo.
Dont get me wrong, there are hard days, and especially #2 was more difficult bc I could not rest much with a toddler already. But I love it. I love how it feels, I love the weekly milestones,
I love my belly. And I love the amazing creativity of the Lord in it all.

I am a die hard Texas Aggie.
I have been going to games since I was born, and have sat in the same seats my whole life.
Funny thing is, I did not go to college at A&M, but I rooted for them against my own school!
My Dad had a very valuable role in the university a long time ago...so it is just how I was raised.
I have lots of maroon t-shirts. :)

(Abigail's first game, Whoop!)
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I have a tattoo.
Some people would never guess that about me, but its true!
It's of an Icthus (Christian fish) and it is on my foot, right below my ankle bone)
I had wanted one for a long time and about 5 years ago, decided it was time...
I've never regretted it and I secretly think about getting another one someday.

I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia 4 years ago, BUT...
after many tests, lots of pain, several scary possibilities, I was "diagnosed". But in March of 2008, I was prayed for, and healed. yes, HEALED. immediately. Like I have never again dealt with the many terrible symptoms I once had. It was one of the most life changing events ever, and I definitely will post about it someday when the Lord leads me to.

I hate running, but I love to do races.
It's not like I've done a bunch, just a few here and there, my biggest accomplishment being a triathlon 3 years ago...but there is just something about the atmosphere that is moving to my soul. I have actually written about this before, about how I love to go cheer people on at races, and what an amazing picture that is to my heart.

(the 5k I did last weekend)
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Well, thats all I can think of for now. I'm sure there are more randoms to be shared someday...and hopefully you feel like you know me a little better now!!!

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Yall have a great day!

my battle with shame

no joke, when i finally sat down to write this post, I fell asleep with the computer on my lap and had a dream about the very thing I sat down to write about.
And not a good dream...a difficult one, stirring up the emotion and angst of this very issue.
It's something I have just realized in the last year or so that I live with on a daily basis,
but it is also something I am just now realizing that I can have freedom from.

SHAME.

If I had had that dream several months ago, I would have woken and continued to live under that shame, and would have been completely discouraged to write about it.
But now, NOW...I am learning to see it for what it is: a plot of my enemy to steal, kill, and destroy the freedom that is mine in Jesus. And I'm in a battle against it now. No more standing on the sidelines and accepting living with shame as a way to live.
That is NOT living, people.

I will do my best here to explain this thing I deal with, in hopes that I could encourage.
(and also in hopes that I can make sense, in words, of this issue so deep in my heart).

I'm not referring here to the kind of shame you would normally think of when you hear that word...like "oh I did such and such, I should be ashamed of that" or "I sinned, I must live in shame now"

My personal battle is a MINDSET. It has been this consuming, draining, WRONG way of thinking for so long. To the point where I am justifying TO MYSELF (how off is that?) about what I am doing or the choices I am making. And I'm not talking about bad, unhealthy choices...I am talking about everything, good things, blessings even.

As I begin this battle and journey of working through this, I have yet to discover exactly where it came from or started, and it may very well be just a generational sin that was passed to me, and that needs to end with me. But one thing I do know: it HAS to end. Has to.
It is so binding to live like you have to justify what you are doing all the time.

Gosh I feel like Im probably not making sense here, but Ill try to give an example...

Like when Abigail was littler and I would walk her in the stroller, several neighbors would park to where I could not go down the side walk, but had to walk in the street.
Here's what Shame would tell me: "you are walking your baby in the street? you need to have an answer for people who judge your decision. You need to tell them that because your neighbors parked covering the sidewalk, that is why you were walking your baby on the street, because you are clearly not being safe and that must make you a bad mom."
Funny thing is, NOBODY ever asked me that, or probably even cared!!
It was all in my head.

or

Parker tells me he'd really like to have a different kind of meat for dinner sometime...and my mind IMMEDIATELY goes to "oh man I should've known to do something different than what I always do for dinner. Poor guy. I'm such a bad wife."
And then it usually turns into some victim mentality moping, as I hang my head under the heaviness of shame.
And all sweet Parker was trying to tell me was that he has seen some new chicken at the store, and would like to try it if I ever wanted to. I didn't even let him explain or get to that point because I was already living under this mindset of shame!!!

or

looking at the blessings, the provision, even the amazing children HE has given us, and feeling the need to justify them. (I've written about this in the past, before I really realized it was all connected to shame). Fact is, we should NEVER feel a need to justify the blessings God has given, no matter if others actually are judging or if we are judging ourselves.

OK I seriously don't know if this is making sense to anyone, but thats ok, because it is freeing me up just to write it out, praise the Lord.

After the dream I just had tonight, I went and woke up Parker to pray over me because I knew I needed support. He told me he himself had been battling the spirit of shame all day too..so i just KNEW this was an attack against us.

As we prayed, we asked Him something that I think is crucial for me in this battle...

to give us ASSURANCE that He is SO confident in us, in our abilities, in our roles, in our decisions...that we would hear ONLY His voice of LOVE and TRUST, and that all other voices of shame, doubt, justification would be drowned out.

I am still working through all this, and maybe this post will be a "part one" for me.
I DONT have the answer for battling this daily, and I don't know if this even resonated with anyone, but I DO know I want and need to be victorious in this battle against shame.

**edited since I wrote and posted this last night: I really think He is trying to speak to me that the main answer for me not living in shame is to recognize my TRUE identity as His child...to relish in that, to walk in that, to BELIEVE that in the day to day. If I truly know WHO I AM, then when the lies come about me....I can combat them and tell them to go back where they came from! amen?! **

Thanks for listening to my deep down heart right now. Thankful for yall!


{{PS go check out this huge group giveaway at Caseys that I am a part of!}}