11 years and worth it 


Every one is always surprised when we say, we have an 11 year old and a newborn. Heck, it’s quite amusing to us too.  

Some people like to wait a couple years in between children. We waited 11. Not by choice, but it was definitely in Gods plan all along.  

Sure I would have loved for Caleb to grow up with a brother or sister. There were so many times that I would send him outside to play and 10 minutes later he’d come in and say it’s boring to play by myself. No one to share with, fight with, explore with.  

Here we are 11 years later and I don’t think it could be anymore perfect. Caleb is thrilled about his baby brother. Every day he comes home from school, goes straight to the sink to wash off all the school germs then comes to his brother to give him a dap and a kiss. He ask to hold him, feed him, burp him. If I could only get him to change diapers this would be the life! Caleb wants to be the one to carry the diaper bag, push the stroller, anything to be right by brothers side.  

We are so incredibly blessed to have 2 such amazing boys, 11 years apart. Gods timing was perfect.  

xoxo 

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Jonathan


Spring break is over for most people. And while some people may have taken their kids to some amazing vacation getaway or perhaps a staycation which both sound lovely, Caleb went to stay with his grandparents in San Angelo. If you’ve never heard of San Angelo, I’ll let your imagination run wild. I love this town but others beg to differ.  

Anyways, with having a newborn and still trying to figure out our lives A.B. (after-baby) as much as I wanted to hang out with Caleb I knew we’d be no fun. Plus it’s hard to say no to my parents.  

My parents are missionaries and travel to Mexico what seems like every other week to work at a local church and orphanage. They’ve been doing this as long as I can remember. Growing up it was hard for me to understand their dedication. As an adult it frustrated me when things would be pushed to the back burner for missions. As kids of course we had to go with them to work. But once we grew up and had the option, we definitely opted out. Missions was not my calling. After all, I enjoyed my air conditioning and running water toilets. As shallow as that may sound.

My parents always encouraged us to go with them during their larger outreaches throughout the year but I never found the time or to be honest, I just never wanted to. But this spring break, Caleb went with them for 3 days to Mexico. And let me just add that they go to a border town in Mexico. And border towns are not exactly safe right now so naturally I had my reservations.  

When Caleb came back, I loved hearing his stories of what they did while at the orphanage. How he helped my dad with construction and cleaning. How they did arts & crafts with the kids and helped prepare the meals for everyone. But when he began to tell me about the stories of the children he met, my heart broke.  

Caleb began to tell me of a 5 year old boy that he met named Jonathan. Jonathan and his 4 brothers and sisters were abandoned by their parents. For quite some time they were left in their home to take care of themselves. Jonathan being the oldest had to feed and change his siblings. Then one evening the broiler caught fire and Jonathan had to gather all of his brothers and sisters and take them out of the house to safety. When people from the orphanage arrived, the children were filthy and had soiled diapers as they had ran out of their diaper supply, they were eating spoiled food because they had been left alone for so long the food began to rot.  

I couldn’t believe what Caleb was telling me. I tried to convince him that the 5 year old must have been the youngest child. That there was no way he was changing diapers and carrying his 1 year old brother/sister out of the burning home. I called my mom and she confirmed his story. When I hung up the phone with my mom, I cried. My heart breaks for Jonathan, his brothers and sisters. My heart breaks for all of the children in this world that have been abandoned, abused, broken hearted, left to fend for themselves.  

I held onto my babies for just a little bit longer this evening. Grateful that God has trusted us with their lives. But I also thanked God because He is a good, good father. There are so many children out there in this world with similar stories, abandoned by their parents. My prayer is that they would one day realize that God has never left them, never abandoned them, He loves them & cares for them. They are precious in His sight. They are righteous, sons and daughters of the Most High.  

I encourage you to say a prayer tonight for orphanages all over the world tonight. Say a prayer not only for the children that are there but also for the workers and volunteers of the orphanages. Say a prayer for the children that are at home by themselves because their parents have neglected them. And hug your babies a little longer tonight. 
xoxo

Showered

Can I just start off with how much I adore and appreciate all of my friends that love and spoil me?!

And spoiled is exactly how I felt last Saturday for Xander’s shower.  Here are a few pictures, taken by my sweet friend Sylvia from FototasticDFW.



Cake & cookies were done by me 😊 I know, I know, I wasn’t supposed to do anything but I couldn’t let my friends do everything!

And how about this precious teepee?! You have no idea the headache we went through trying to get a teepee. Sheesh. We finally got this one from Amazon and had absolutely no problems.  I think it was well worth it, what do you think?

I just loved this super simple photo backdrop. My dear friend found this rug at Hobby Lobby and it was just perfect with the theme 💙


Everything was just perfect. And most of all, I am so glad that I have the most amazing friends that I get to share my life with!

xoxo

Cherish


The other day Caleb and I were in Target and this little girl, couldn’t have been older than 3 got away from her mother and started running and scream, playing. Her mother started chasing after her, telling her to stop and not yell. Caleb and I just stopped and watch this go on. Then Caleb turned to me and said, mom are you ready for that? In a “I’m not sure if I’m ready for that” voice. 

I smiled big and said, I can’t wait.

Let’s be honest mamas, how many times have our kids thrown a tantrum in public and you thought to yourself, oh Lord this child is going to make me go crazy? Or how about, I will leave you here and let someone else take you? Ok maybe that was just me. LOL

God has a funny way of showing you the beauty in all things and in all seasons. It wasn’t until I heard the words, “he may have trouble reaching his milestone” did a tantrum look so beautiful.

The truth is, we don’t know what our future looks like. The doctors could be right. But God could also prove them wrong. But whatever the future holds, I have learned that every single moment with my children, is beautiful. The good, the bad, the ugly, the tantrums, all of it. 

Enjoy your children today. Cherish those moments, all of them.

“But I will hope continually, and will praise you yet more and more.” Psalms 71:14