where do i want this post to go?  do i want to elaborate on the fact that the poor amount of sleep has set up camp, where i wake up numerous times-reaching for the tums in lieu of wretched, and i mean wretched, heartburn?  or, how i purposefully moan to make sure that the husband will wake up and give me a quick back rub since it always seems to kink up in this one spot, every pregnancy?  he never seems to mind.  i really do try not to wake him but sometimes i just want him to know i'm in pain, in a very i'm-so-jealous-that-you-are-over-there-sleeping-so-comfortably-and-peacefully kind of way.  i know that isn't very kind of me.  i swear i don't do it often. nah, i don't think i'll elaborate on all that jazz.  instead i'll realize that this is all part of God's great plan.  he's just prepping my internal rhythm for those upcoming sleepless nights; ...

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Our Day at Busch Gardens look how close we were to elmo: splash parks: rides: train ride through the safari: flamingos: ginormous bouncy house and sand box: a sweet friend and her adorable daughter to share the day with: that was the best day i've had in a VERY long time.  and it was unanimous. pause button please!! christy *PLEASE 'LIKE' MY BUSINESS PAGE OF FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/BeautifulHabits

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as a mother, you are constantly thinking about your children.  even in the littlest of things.  it's mostly subconscious.  and it's completely out of your control.  now i didn't say "constantly worrying about your children", i said "constantly thinking about your children".  as i sit here, calling back a very sweet weekend with my babies, i can't help but tie in that simple thought.  mainly because it blows my mind how powerful my love for them is, and there are some days that i can't hardly contain my own heart.  it's completely effortless to love them.  it's the free-est thing on earth.  i recognize this often.  but today, it's overwhelming. last week i was on a quick outing to the grocery store, without the little people.  i thought about running through the automatic car wash on my way home.  then, i immediately chucked that idea out the window.  because i couldn't possibly go through without my ...

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while we've been in a fierce spring-break-recovery-mode, it's been nice to stay put.  willingly.  by all.  it's almost like brother and sister have reunited.  they missed each other, i'm certain of it. because last week, brother played over here, and sister played over there.  they met up for brief snacks and high fives, but ultimately, they did their own thing. but this week, brother played over here, and so did sister.  nicely.  and there was plenty of sharing and taking turns going on. i especially loved when i vaguely overheard, "lucy, give me a kiss", through the running water from the sink, as i'm doing a little dishes.  i flipped that water off in no time.  i wasn't about to miss this upcoming moment.  they both lean in toward one another for some just-because affection.  and they carry on. and i die. since we spent a great part of our week indoors, i ...

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nothing on this earth can ruffle my feathers, turn me plum smitten, and create the deepest joy in my heart; other than spying on the husband with the kids.  it has it's own melody.  it's own chorus.  it's own chant.  it's the prettiest song in the whole world.  and nobody, i repeat, nobody can make them as happy as daddy can. when i get the last pig tail in lucy's hair, and set her down, she trots through the house.  she goes on a hunt.  she will slam open every door until she finds what she is looking for.  that's right; sister is off to find her daddy.  and when she spots him, she will humbly stand back, and say, "yook, daadee" (look daddy).  because sister needs him.  she needs to hear from her daddy that she is so very beautiful.  it amazes me how this need is planted in ...

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marvelous. fabulous. beautiful. wicked awesome. wicked sunshine. the bomb. bam! i knew i was going to have fun this week, but i wasn't aware that it would be this much freaking fun.  these kids are the happiest little people alive.  it's almost as if they saw my effort in trying to create a special week for them, and jumped all over the opportunity to hug me tighter, give me an extra delicious helping of "i love yous" and "thank yous", and their little listening skills have just been delightful. there goes that perched out proud chest that i like to stick out when my kids make me look good.  i got tons of compliments on their behavior and manor-isms this week.  so please forgive my arrogance....this momma's a proud pigeon.  and i've had my fair share of public outbursts; so please, let me brag. thursday was another beach day.  and you would think that it was the same ole experience as ...

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i'll give up that lost hour of sleep any day of the week for an extra hour of sunshine.  no complaints here.  and i feel that it is safe to say that we have more than salvaged those measly sixty minutes that vanished.  and boy have we ever made up for lost time. there is just something about a holiday, or a season change, or an upcoming event, that ruffles things up a bit.  and with our most recent event being spring break...i've been over-the-moon.  this week alone, i have stood tall and declared that my little family is on staycation.    i've been busy texting all my mommy friends and organizing little fun spots to meet at this week.  and i can promise you that our schedule has been fully loaded. and i even penciled in a day of rest.  because i'm smart like that and knew we would all need ...

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boy am i ever thankful for my faith.  it brings my life such hope.  especially in a time of despair and brokenness.  for me, hope gives me a positive outcome to circumstances that are beyond my control.  this may seem like a sermon, or some tangent (and i promise my "sermon" is almost over.)...but it's none other than a thankful heart.  i needed God in a mighty way this past week.  and can i just say that there is a distinct difference between a need...and a want. i needed something.  without question.  and since God loves me...he came through in a way that only served to strengthen my faith because of how real and personal he became.  it's times like this that i truly feel like i'm one of God's favorites.  i'm only kidding.  sorda. i'm going to leave all the juicy, and intimate details to the imagination because that isn't the important ...

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the good, the bad, and all the in-between. oh the freedoms of blogging.  i get to pick and choose what i share.  it's my canvas.  if i choose to draw a beautiful picture of bright, happy, and pure utopia...then so be it.  i am the artist and the finished product is all in my hands.  and somehow that makes me feel in control.  especially in the world of parenting....where, at times, i have absolutely no control.  i do not call all the shots, even though i'd like to think that i do. i never know when there is going to be a tantrum, melt down, or a diaper explosion at a cafe', when i am ill-prepared without a change of clothes.  luckily, i had diapers.  or when i think i get to sit down for a second and enjoy my spinach wrap that i had carefully prepared.  with a generous portion of ...

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