Friday, March 11, 2011
Monday, October 25, 2010
riding the storm.
I haven't blogged in a few day, maybe even a week or more I'm not sure. I've been really busy. This week I start my last week of my World Evangelism class, I'm doing good in it, I just have to get through this week and then I get a break week! It is SO needed right now:)
Nick applied for a job a few weeks ago for a bus driver position. He had two interviews and they went really great- but..we still haven't heard anything. It will be two weeks Tuesday and hope is fading fast. We even found a perfect place to live, and put some money down on it to hold it. The woman said she wouldn't cash our check and that we could call her today and let her know one way or another if we'll be taking it. She was so kind, she said if we couldn't move then she wouldn't cash the check. I really hope we can move, the job is just beyond perfect and it even allows for holidays off. It's been so long since we've been able to spend the holidays with our families. I just really want this.. I prayed about it lastnight- I was hoping I would feel encouraged after I prayed but instead I felt selfish for wanting it so bad. We've been trying to move since February- and we were almost certain that our time was here. We had everything lined up and now it's just seeming like it isn't going to happen.
I'm just trying really hard to do this- but so far it's just been challenge after challenge. I thought for sure by now we would be there. I've been asking God to re-affirm our call to Vandalia because I have been struggling with doubt lately because we can't seem to get there. I just thought that if God wants us there then he would make a way. We have done everything we can do, and still nothing. It's just REALLY frustrating sometimes. I have been doing good with keeping these feelings away but as of now it's just really beginning to get to me. I knew that this wasn't going to be easy, but I never anticipated that it would be this hard. It reminds me of when I had Liam. I was in labor for over 12 hours, I begged the doctor to just let me have a c-section.. I was making progress, and then the progress went in reverse. I wasn't allowed to eat or drink that day, and I was in a lot of pain. I was tired, hungry, hurting, and anxious. The doctor said to me that he didn't think Liam would be born naturally but he wasn't willing to throw in the towel. My epidural had stopped working and I was just really frustrated and wanted my son. Then at 7:30ish that night, he was born. I didn't have a c-section. I rode out the storm. Somewhere I found the strength to keep going. I hadn't ate or drank in 24 hours.. and I pushed out a 9lb baby. I felt like giving up so many times but the end result was worth it. Regardless of my pain and weakness, God held my hand and gave me the strength I needed to do what I needed to do. This situation reminds me so much of that. I wait for nine long months, then when the day comes it is slow and painful. I feel like we've been waiting for nearly nine months now to get to Vandalia, and we're almost there. We're weak and tired and discouraged. From our eyes it seems like we are going to have to throw in the towel-- but I know that somehow someway God is going to hold our hands and give us the strength we need to ride the storm. It's hard when your in the midst of this to see His glory, but I know that soon we will. We may just have to wait a little longer than we wanted to.
Nick applied for a job a few weeks ago for a bus driver position. He had two interviews and they went really great- but..we still haven't heard anything. It will be two weeks Tuesday and hope is fading fast. We even found a perfect place to live, and put some money down on it to hold it. The woman said she wouldn't cash our check and that we could call her today and let her know one way or another if we'll be taking it. She was so kind, she said if we couldn't move then she wouldn't cash the check. I really hope we can move, the job is just beyond perfect and it even allows for holidays off. It's been so long since we've been able to spend the holidays with our families. I just really want this.. I prayed about it lastnight- I was hoping I would feel encouraged after I prayed but instead I felt selfish for wanting it so bad. We've been trying to move since February- and we were almost certain that our time was here. We had everything lined up and now it's just seeming like it isn't going to happen.
I'm just trying really hard to do this- but so far it's just been challenge after challenge. I thought for sure by now we would be there. I've been asking God to re-affirm our call to Vandalia because I have been struggling with doubt lately because we can't seem to get there. I just thought that if God wants us there then he would make a way. We have done everything we can do, and still nothing. It's just REALLY frustrating sometimes. I have been doing good with keeping these feelings away but as of now it's just really beginning to get to me. I knew that this wasn't going to be easy, but I never anticipated that it would be this hard. It reminds me of when I had Liam. I was in labor for over 12 hours, I begged the doctor to just let me have a c-section.. I was making progress, and then the progress went in reverse. I wasn't allowed to eat or drink that day, and I was in a lot of pain. I was tired, hungry, hurting, and anxious. The doctor said to me that he didn't think Liam would be born naturally but he wasn't willing to throw in the towel. My epidural had stopped working and I was just really frustrated and wanted my son. Then at 7:30ish that night, he was born. I didn't have a c-section. I rode out the storm. Somewhere I found the strength to keep going. I hadn't ate or drank in 24 hours.. and I pushed out a 9lb baby. I felt like giving up so many times but the end result was worth it. Regardless of my pain and weakness, God held my hand and gave me the strength I needed to do what I needed to do. This situation reminds me so much of that. I wait for nine long months, then when the day comes it is slow and painful. I feel like we've been waiting for nearly nine months now to get to Vandalia, and we're almost there. We're weak and tired and discouraged. From our eyes it seems like we are going to have to throw in the towel-- but I know that somehow someway God is going to hold our hands and give us the strength we need to ride the storm. It's hard when your in the midst of this to see His glory, but I know that soon we will. We may just have to wait a little longer than we wanted to.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
personal space and how some people just don't understand the concept.
I don't know about all of you, all 2 of you that probably read this.. but I have this little thing I like to call personal space. When people get into my personal space I get aggravated and when people get into my children's personal space I get angry. Well.. it's story time children so grab a poptart and sit down for a bit. Here's the story. On Saturday Nick and I got the kids up early and we went to the Covered Bridge Festival.. We had doughnuts in the car and got there early and had a really good time.. at first. We ate our corn fritters and walked around and looked at all the little crafts and such. Well..after that we decided to check out some other towns... each town was entirely too packed that we didn't even bother going because Liam is really not into crowds and Nick was way to frustrated to deal with it either. I was really sad because I had envisioned this really fun day and it turned out to be sooo bad.
We decided to head home and stopped in Terre Haute for dinner where Chaya spilled her drink all over me.. (figures) and after that we decided to go to the mall. My little girl LOVES malls.. anyway, in Terre Haute the have a little indoor play area at the mall, we get there and Chaya is playing and then I decide to let Liam get down and play because we were the only ones there. Well about two minutes into it two other parents show up with their two kids. The dad vanishes and the mom is left with the kids. The first kid goes over to Chaya and basically tries to pick her up and pretty much spits on her, then the other kid comes up to Liam and spits on him and starts hitting him on the head. I had to physically stop the kid from hurting Liam..because his mother stood there and did nothing..
And if you think thats the worst part... no...it's not... then momma...who is wearing a dumb Jesus loves you t-shirt that totally cheapens the Gospel... Jesus didn't die on the cross so you could wear your little "Jesus is my number one frined on myspace" t-shirt.. starts talking to me..and talking and talking and sitting WAY to close to me. She tells me all about her two kids, every health problem they have, her dad--who is dead--couldn't find a casket big enough for him--how she teaches Sunday school so she is good with kids..She then tries to TAKE Liam..she tries to get him to come to her saying "you know you want me to hold you!" and my poor little Liam is squeezing my shirt with all his strength. Then..I see her oldest kid who is five picking on Chaya, he is spitting in her face and trying to drag her around...so I get up and hand Liam to Nick so this lady will back off and I can go take care of Chaya..I get the kid away from Chaya, then... we let Liam down again because we think things have calmed down..then this woman encourages her five year old to chase my 11 month old...and then he spits again! Then Nick and I are sitting next to each other and I kid you not there is less than a foot between us and the end of the bench so she comes and sits next to me and won't shut up. Then the five year old picks on my little girl again and we leave...but not before another person brings their little girl in who was probably a year old and the boys won't leave her alone and the dad had to physically stop the kids from hurting his little girl while the mom just stands there talking.
moral of the story...shut up and watch your kids. It's really not that hard.... if you aren't willing to be responsible for your children then don't bring them out in public. Seriously...this woman and her children should be locked in a cage.
that's my two cents on that...
We decided to head home and stopped in Terre Haute for dinner where Chaya spilled her drink all over me.. (figures) and after that we decided to go to the mall. My little girl LOVES malls.. anyway, in Terre Haute the have a little indoor play area at the mall, we get there and Chaya is playing and then I decide to let Liam get down and play because we were the only ones there. Well about two minutes into it two other parents show up with their two kids. The dad vanishes and the mom is left with the kids. The first kid goes over to Chaya and basically tries to pick her up and pretty much spits on her, then the other kid comes up to Liam and spits on him and starts hitting him on the head. I had to physically stop the kid from hurting Liam..because his mother stood there and did nothing..
And if you think thats the worst part... no...it's not... then momma...who is wearing a dumb Jesus loves you t-shirt that totally cheapens the Gospel... Jesus didn't die on the cross so you could wear your little "Jesus is my number one frined on myspace" t-shirt.. starts talking to me..and talking and talking and sitting WAY to close to me. She tells me all about her two kids, every health problem they have, her dad--who is dead--couldn't find a casket big enough for him--how she teaches Sunday school so she is good with kids..She then tries to TAKE Liam..she tries to get him to come to her saying "you know you want me to hold you!" and my poor little Liam is squeezing my shirt with all his strength. Then..I see her oldest kid who is five picking on Chaya, he is spitting in her face and trying to drag her around...so I get up and hand Liam to Nick so this lady will back off and I can go take care of Chaya..I get the kid away from Chaya, then... we let Liam down again because we think things have calmed down..then this woman encourages her five year old to chase my 11 month old...and then he spits again! Then Nick and I are sitting next to each other and I kid you not there is less than a foot between us and the end of the bench so she comes and sits next to me and won't shut up. Then the five year old picks on my little girl again and we leave...but not before another person brings their little girl in who was probably a year old and the boys won't leave her alone and the dad had to physically stop the kids from hurting his little girl while the mom just stands there talking.
moral of the story...shut up and watch your kids. It's really not that hard.... if you aren't willing to be responsible for your children then don't bring them out in public. Seriously...this woman and her children should be locked in a cage.
that's my two cents on that...
Monday, October 11, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
first blog!
So after reading lots of blogs recently, I've realized that I would like to have one of my own. We aren't close to many of our friends and family so I'll just use this to keep everyone updated on us and just say whatever is on my mind =)
We are still in Casey,IL and trying very hard to move to Vandalia since that is where our heart is. Nick had an interview a few days ago that went really well, so we're praying that he gets the job. It would pay well enough so that I can still stay home with my babies which means the world to me.
Chaya turned three years old last week! I can't believe it.. it seems like yesterday I was complaining because I was pregnant in what seemed like the hottest summer EVER. We didn't have air conditioning in our car and only a window unit in the house and at the time I didn't think I would ever get through it. Then one October morning at about 11:35 my little girl was here, and I have been elated ever since. She is just the most beautiful little girl I have ever laid my eyes on. Not only on the outside but on the inside. She is caring, loving, smart, and just amazes me every single day. She is really turning into the incredible young lady and I just love her more and more every single day. She and her brother are the biggest blessings in my life. I asked Chaya last night if I could have ten more of her, and she said..."no, but you can have five..." I guess I'll take that ha. She is just so wonderful and she's growing and learning so much. We were driving yesterday evening and Chaya looks up at the sky and says, "mommy, who made the sky?" and I said, "God did" and then she says, "I gave God a hug because I just love him so much!" and I asked her why she loves him so much and she said, "because he makes so many wonderful things!" she just makes me melt. I love that she is starting to understand God and creation. It really just blesses me to know that she sees Christ in Nick and I. We never wanted to be the parents that force that, and we don't. She simply sees us living our life and she wants to be a part of it. And...yes she actually did say those things..even though she is only three she has the vocabulary of a four or five year old... she'll talk your ear off, I'm pretty sure she gets that from her daddy.
Liam is getting so big! I honestly cannot believe my little boy is going to be a year old in less than a month! Where did this year go? It seems like yesterday that he simply would not come out and then when he did come out he got stuck. But, if you knew him you would understand that he is just being Liam. This kid is just funny, he yells at birds at the zoo, he wrestles with his sister, he chokes every other day on some random object that he just had to put in his mouth and he is addicted to the bottle which I will be taking away from him on his birthday..(shh, don't tell him he may run away!) He doesn't really talk yet, he says da-da and and ma-ma sometimes but other than that he just makes alot of noise. This is different for me since Chaya was speaking in full sentences when she was a year old...(I kid you not...) but I love Liam, I love that he doesn't talk yet, I love that he is who he is. He isn't just like his sister and that is wonderful! He is just becoming his own little person, he's crazy and funny, and just a mellow happy little man. He won't go in the nursery because he misses his momma, he cries when I leave the room, and he gets super cuddly when he's tired...oh and he also loves the ladies! He seriously flirts with every other girl and occasionally looks down their shirt... he burps, farts, and loves to be naked..he is all that is man I tell ya! But..I adore my little boy he is just quite the blessing.
Nick and I celebrated 4 years of marriage a few weeks ago, and we both agreed that it has been the best 4 years of our lives! We have two beautiful babies and we're just enjoying each and every second of all of this. God has really blessed us!!
We are still in Casey,IL and trying very hard to move to Vandalia since that is where our heart is. Nick had an interview a few days ago that went really well, so we're praying that he gets the job. It would pay well enough so that I can still stay home with my babies which means the world to me.
Chaya turned three years old last week! I can't believe it.. it seems like yesterday I was complaining because I was pregnant in what seemed like the hottest summer EVER. We didn't have air conditioning in our car and only a window unit in the house and at the time I didn't think I would ever get through it. Then one October morning at about 11:35 my little girl was here, and I have been elated ever since. She is just the most beautiful little girl I have ever laid my eyes on. Not only on the outside but on the inside. She is caring, loving, smart, and just amazes me every single day. She is really turning into the incredible young lady and I just love her more and more every single day. She and her brother are the biggest blessings in my life. I asked Chaya last night if I could have ten more of her, and she said..."no, but you can have five..." I guess I'll take that ha. She is just so wonderful and she's growing and learning so much. We were driving yesterday evening and Chaya looks up at the sky and says, "mommy, who made the sky?" and I said, "God did" and then she says, "I gave God a hug because I just love him so much!" and I asked her why she loves him so much and she said, "because he makes so many wonderful things!" she just makes me melt. I love that she is starting to understand God and creation. It really just blesses me to know that she sees Christ in Nick and I. We never wanted to be the parents that force that, and we don't. She simply sees us living our life and she wants to be a part of it. And...yes she actually did say those things..even though she is only three she has the vocabulary of a four or five year old... she'll talk your ear off, I'm pretty sure she gets that from her daddy.
Liam is getting so big! I honestly cannot believe my little boy is going to be a year old in less than a month! Where did this year go? It seems like yesterday that he simply would not come out and then when he did come out he got stuck. But, if you knew him you would understand that he is just being Liam. This kid is just funny, he yells at birds at the zoo, he wrestles with his sister, he chokes every other day on some random object that he just had to put in his mouth and he is addicted to the bottle which I will be taking away from him on his birthday..(shh, don't tell him he may run away!) He doesn't really talk yet, he says da-da and and ma-ma sometimes but other than that he just makes alot of noise. This is different for me since Chaya was speaking in full sentences when she was a year old...(I kid you not...) but I love Liam, I love that he doesn't talk yet, I love that he is who he is. He isn't just like his sister and that is wonderful! He is just becoming his own little person, he's crazy and funny, and just a mellow happy little man. He won't go in the nursery because he misses his momma, he cries when I leave the room, and he gets super cuddly when he's tired...oh and he also loves the ladies! He seriously flirts with every other girl and occasionally looks down their shirt... he burps, farts, and loves to be naked..he is all that is man I tell ya! But..I adore my little boy he is just quite the blessing.
Nick and I celebrated 4 years of marriage a few weeks ago, and we both agreed that it has been the best 4 years of our lives! We have two beautiful babies and we're just enjoying each and every second of all of this. God has really blessed us!!
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