Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The Birthday Girl

It's amazing the things you remember as a mom about your kids and their birth stories. The specific memories that are etched into your mind for one reason or another.

Abbie's birth was the longest of all. I was in labor for 17 hours. Not really grueling labor, just long and boring. I remember finally deciding I was going to get a spinal. It was the messiest scene for some reason. I kept having contractions and they had to put the needle in my back a couple of times and take it back out. Finally, after the second try, I told them to forget it cuz it was time to have a baby. At first they didn't believe me. But, I gave them "that look" and then they listened.

I remember looking back at the room as they were wheeling me away to the delivery room and wondering who was going to clean up that mess. There were blankets and monitors and cables all over the place. I was glad I didn't work there.

Abbie, you came into this world with a bang. We were so excited about your entrance into our lives. We were so excited to see what you looked like and how you sounded. We anticipated your arrival with joy and excitement!

It's amazing to me that 15 years have flown by. I remember you dragging that huge comforter around with you the first five years of your life. You wouldn't leave it behind. ever.

You're the girl who grew up loving swimming lessons and playing in the park. You loved playing card games and board games. You love to sing and dance.

You have always had such a great sense of humor. I love to hear you laugh, you light up the room and make the parties fun! You enjoy life!

As a young girl, you loved Harriet the Spy. I remember when you carried that notebook around and "wrote down everything you see" for an entire summer.

You have always been a great little sister, and a wonderful big sister. I appreciate that about you.

But, most of all, I love your heart. You love people. You believe the best in people.

Many people don't know this about you, but you always display true God-kind of love to your friends. You have a love that believes, hopes, endures, cares... and that love is carried over to God as well. Something you said the other day to your dad blesses me. You said you hated to always ASK God for things.. that you feel like He's always giving and you are always asking.

That's you. You're a giver, a blesser, a believer, a hoper. You're a blessing to me! I can't wait to see how God uses your gifts and talents to His glory for the rest of your life. You are beautiful.

happy birthay abbers.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Consider Jesus....

Last week at Bible Study, I had the privelege of teaching about how God's love "corrects" me.
I love teaching the Word of God, mostly because I get to learn way more than the people I talk with. I get to delve in and discover so much more about God than when I just observe.

So, even after a week has gone by, I have been chewing on God's love correcting me.

The book we are going through is called "Steadfast Love" by Debbie Alsdorf.
This particular week on correcting, the author took us through Hebrews chapter 12 in such an incredible way. I find myself revisiting it often.

But, one particular part has really worked on me all week. Two words really. They are found in Hebrews 12:3.

Consider him.

Consider Jesus.

Consider the one who endured such adversity.

Think about all that Jesus went through.

Think about that.

I can probably echo thoughts that many have had lately. Life is crazy. If it isn't one thing, it's another. How much more can I take?

And yet, I consider Jesus.

The price He paid, the amount He endured, the sufferings He suffered...

and Hebrews 12:11 says that "no discipline is enjoyable while it is happening, but painful! But, afterward, there will be a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it."

I know my Jesus.

He is worth it.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

my step dad

Dear Buck,

It is hard for me to say good bye to you because I haven't seen you in so many years. The last time I saw you was 8 years ago. I remember exactly because I had just had Emily. You were here when I was pregnant, and you were pretty sure it was going to be a girl. You were right.

But, then you got sick right after I had her. Your emphysema was bad, and you were struggling breathing. You had developed pneumonia and the doctor admitted you the the ICU. It killed me because I had a baby just a few days old and couldn't come to see you in the hospital. I only made it once. But, when they transferred you to the regular room, I couldn't stay away.

I remember how optimistic you were. You weren't worried about your health. You were invincible.

You got better and went back to your home, two states away.

I wish I could have known if you had gotten my letters and cards. I never was able to talk with you on the phone because whenever I called, if the number hadn't been changed, they said you were sleeping or at the doctor or something else.

I know it wasn't anything personal about me. I realized even then that the people that you lived with were not looking out for you always. But, I also know that even if you knew that, you still wanted to believe the best in them. I just wish they would have told me that you were sick, that you may even die. It mattered to me.

I have some very fond memories of you. I know that you would say that you made a lot of mistakes. I am pretty sure we can all say that in our lifetime. But, I never questioned your love. And I wish that I knew for sure that you got the letter I wrote you a few years ago.. the one that I told you I forgave you.

I wish a lot of things. That I had the opportunity to share with you how much Jesus loves you. I know you heard the words from me... but did you hear my heart? Did you believe that no matter what your life brought, he loves you?

I will always remember you. I will remember your birthday and your goofy phrases that you used to say that didn't mean anything to anyone but you... I will remember the way you squinted in the sunlight, and how your hands changed as you grew older. I will remember your favorite outfit, a white t-shirt and jeans, and how you always appreciated good cooking. There are many things I never got to experience with you. But, I will treasure the memories I do have.

May you rest in peace.

Thursday, April 12, 2007


For Easter, we each got our own CHOCOLATE BUNNIES from Julia's parents in Germany. Have I mentioned how incredibly awesome it is that they are from Germany, a place where chocolate grows on trees??? :)

So, mine is gone. And today I talked Emily into opening hers. :) I hope my family doesn't read this or they will start to hide their bunnies....

Each day I see that delicious chocolate bunny sitting there and I sing a little song... you know it, I know you do....

I don't want no health food when it's time to feed
A big bag o' bunnies is all that I need!
I don't want no buddies to come out and play
I'll sit on my sofa, eat bunnies all day.

I won't go to church! And I won't go to school!
That stuff is for sissies, but bunnies are cool!
I don't want no pickles, I don't want no honey
I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny!
I don't want to tell you a joke that is funny
I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny!

I don't want a tissue when my nose is runny
I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny!
I don't want to play on a day that is sunny
I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny!

The bunny, the bunny, oh, I love the bunny
I don't love my mom or my dad, just the bunny
The bunny, the bunny, oh, I love the bunny
I gave everything that I had for the bunny!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007


Blogging has been scarce lately and here's why:

1. I have discovered I get more done if I stay away from the computer.
2. INSTE FINALS in Two weeks and that's it forever.
3. company here at Easter.
4. company coming for Graduation = lots of work ahead
5. graduation = lots to do

That's just the top five. The big kicker is graduation. The countdown is on. I have 6 weeks and lots to do. If you don't have anything going on, come on over and I'll give you a broom and a scoop shovel and you can help in the garage. If you want to stay home, email me and I'll give you a recipe for a dessert you can make. The menu for our graduation open house is coffee and dessert! Sugar addicts beware...

Monday, April 02, 2007

a slight recycling break

Every now and then, for some reason, my life becomes extremely busy for a season with whatever it is that is going on and I have to do for a while... I'm pretty sure this is normal. At least it is in my life. And sometimes, if my attitude is right, it can be really fun...

The only downfall of that is that I neglect things like blogging and getting ready for our upcoming graduation and summer company, and the recycling that is piling up in the garage. Although the recycling really isn't my responsibility, it belongs to another member of my family, who at this point shall be unnamed, it still ends up being one of those things that I do ... mostly because I apparently "see" things that nobody else in my family the sock that has been lying by the stair for over a week now, and other odd sorts that are apparently invisible to the naked eye only to be seen by supermom.

Ah, but I digress...

Ahem! The recycling in the garage, as I said, has been piling up, oh let's see, pretty much all winter long. So, I decided to take a break from my busy with whatever it is that eats all my time schedule, and just take one load to the recycling center. ONE. LOAD.

I unloaded the seats from the van and piled in one load. I chose only cardboard. That's a pretty easy task.. no sorting necessary really at all. It was truly ONE MOTHER LOAD is what it was. The van was full. to. the. brim. I thought it would be a hundred years of recycling, even though I know it's only at least the winter's worth. And quite honestly, I had fun.

It was a trip down memory lane for me. Oh... there's the yogurt box from the one I bought at Aldis that nobody liked, and the closet organizer box from when we surprised Lindsey with a newly organized closet (don't let your mind wander to what the closet looks like now), oh and the cake boxes from the ongoing birthday season, and the egg cartons - why are there so many egg cartons?, and the dell box from Haleigh's new laptop, and the - hey! There's the flower vase I was looking for, the packaging from the China birthday that we are still waiting to reschedule because of the ice storm, and the juice boxes we drank in 24 hours, and the new strawberry juice I discovered at Aldis that is oh-so-delicious.

It was the most nostalgic trip to the recycling center I have ever made. Well, actually, the ONLY nostalgic trip to the recycling center I have ever made.

Enjoy the simple things today!