Archives: 2010/9
in personal
30.09.2010

So, I don't remember the last time I slept through the night. Even when I took a little happy sleep-aid I still had to get up to use the bathroom a few times. Yuck! I lay in bed most nights thinking about how annoying it is that my hips are hurting and legs are cramping blah, blah, blah. Last night was worse than usual. Add to the mix: the baby doing jumping jacks, my mind running rampant and Anderson snoring. I seriously started crying, because I was SO. TIRED. Then out of nowhere I thought about this, and it changed everything:

I've always had very specific wants. Growing up, I wanted to marry a dark guy. Preferably one who loved God and played the guitar. I remember telling my Mom often that I wanted a dark man, so I could have little brown babies... because well, they're the prettiest. She always just laughed!

Unfortunately, I didn't wait for God to bring me that guy. I took matters into my own hands and dated someone for many years who didn't fulfill ANY of my childish wants. In fact I put those desires in the back of my mind. So far back that I didn't even think about them for a long time.

Fast-forward...

God blessed me with His best anyway. He sent me a hot husband, who isn't really that dark (except in the summer). But he's Latin, so that's close enough for me. :) And he just happens to love Jesus and is a great guitar player.

I can't help but laugh. God blows my mind sometimes!

Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart.
Psalm 37:4


Wonder if we'll have a pretty little brown baby?!

So...Who cares if I can't sleep? I probably won't be doing much of that for the rest of my life anyway! This is just boot camp, and everyone cries during boot camp...right?!
in baby carriage, families
28.09.2010

I love the Rice's! Brooke and I have been friends for years, and I always enjoy being around her family. They're getting ready to welcome a second little boy into their home. Our babies are due just 2 days apart, so we decided to do her maternity session before I get too big to move around!

B-Rice, You are just as beautiful with this pregnancy as you were with the first one. I can't wait for our little boys to meet!

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in ootw, personal
20.09.2010


It's been a casual jeans-every-day kind of week. Nothing too exciting, so I thought I'd post two outifts. I do love the shirt on the left though. It's from the Crafty Couture line by Scrapbook. The collection is made up of fun, unique prints and hand-stitched details with a vintage vibe. You can find it at most departemnt stores, some boutiques and Anthropologie.

I keep telling people that I haven't had any food cravings, but that isn't entirely true. Lately, I've been wanting sweets more than usual and have done some things I wouldn't normally do to get them, like:

One day I wanted cinnamon rolls so badly. I can't even remember the last time I had one, but nothing else would do. So I stopped at the most ghetto grocery store I've ever been to just to buy some rolls. Then I went straight home and baked them...and ate TWO.

Then there was the day I wanted something sweet, anything sweet. But I don't keep sweets in the house (other than Anderson's ridiculous ice cream supply), so the cupboard was bare. By some miracle I found a boxed spice cake in the back corner of the pantry. This is really embarrassing, but it was the cake I bought LAST Christmas to make Jesus' birthday cake with. And I never did. I know, I know...shameful. Then I started looking for the ingredients to make icing. We had nothing, but I wasn't above compromise, so when I found a jar of apple butter I got pretty excited. Oh the things I could create with a boxed spice cake and a jar of apple butter! Thankfully, I suddenly realized I was on a slippery slope and put everything back in the pantry, but don't think I've forgotten about it for a minute. I'm saving it for an even more desperate moment.

And then there was this week. Anderson kindly went to the store for cookies AND brownies, because I didn't know which I wanted more. So I thought I'd be healthy and put the brownies in the oven while I went for my evening preggo power walk. Great idea, right?! Burn some calories, so you can eat more. I was proud of my ingenuity. When I got home I decided the cookies sounded good too. So we had brownies, cookies and ice cream. Man it's a good thing I went for that walk. ;)


The pics above are of my friends Brooke and Becky. Brooke is due two days before me. Yeah, I know she looks like she's about two months behind me. I blame it on the fact that she gets really sick when she's pregnant and couldn't keep down food for about the first 4 months of this pregnancy. So, I had quite the head start. It has nothing to do with the stuff I talked about in this post. Nothing at all.

PS-Just posted more Q and A on formspring...Happy Hump Day!!!

in families, baby carriage
18.09.2010
in personal
14.09.2010

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This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24

I didn't sleep last night and woke up in the grumpiest mood ever. Then I read the verse above. Hope it brightens your day like it did mine!

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