Wordless Wednesday

Happy Christmas to All and to All a Goodnight (Not Me Monday)

It was not the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Creatures were stirring,
Heck, maybe even a mouse.
The stockings were not hung by the chimney with care,
Because Santa surely would not stop here.
Avery was not finally sleeping,
All snug in his beds, while visions of toys
Flipped through his head.
Andrew was not working in front of the TV,
With a million part wagon propped on his knee.
Mom and Dad did not get in bed around two,
Avery did not sleep the whole night through!
It was not 7 am, when arose such a clatter
I did not spring from the bed to see what was the matter.
I did not find a smiling little boy
Ready to wake up and celebrate Christmas Joy!

Cute Pictures

I haven't posted a Wordless Wednesday Thursday in a long time ever!
You know me. I like to modify things sometimes.

Just An Old Towel

Do you ever take in a deep breath and smell something that can take you back to a place in time? Do you ever smell something and it reminds you of something so special?

The other night as I was washing clothes and preparing for our trip to the mountains I saw this old towel in the laundry room. Mind you that my mom has been cleaning out my grandparents house and there is so much of their stuff lying around the house. However, this purple towel caught my eye. Not that I normally pick up towels in the laundry hamper and hold them up to my face, but the old purple towel I did.

I buried my face into in hopes that just for a moment I could smell my grandparents. I wanted just another moment of them feeling so near. I ended up just sniffing the towel for about 5 minutes. I didn't want to put it down, but I knew I had to finish packing for the trip.

On the day that Pop died, I remember just taking deep breaths through my nose as I told him goodbye, I was savoring the smell of him. I did this with Nanny also. I wanted to preserve the smell in my memory so I would also have it.

As we all have been going through Nanny and Pop's belongings, I haven't had any desire to take anything that didn't have a "special" significance to me. Yes, I've taken a few items that were nice, but mainly the only thing I've gotten in a few shirts from their closets. I just wanted something I could bury my face into and know that their love is so close.

We do not remember days, we remember moments.

Avery's First Haircut

I took Avery to get his first haircut.

I was so afraid that this would turn out to be like his firth bath.



However much to my surprise, he did great!



My precious angel looks so grown up now!

Pray

Do to the sensitivity of the internet, I cannot specifically explain my prayer request. However, I just ask that if you can spare a few seconds, please pray for Avery and me. We really need God's help right now!

Thanks!

Fate

Fate
© Jamie Mckenzie Lee

..."Born to her
Was a perfect son
This war she was fighting
The new mother had won
The prize was hers
To keep for a lifetime
A baby boy
Born to shine?

Is it not amazing how God will turn a situation around and make it wonderful! It's no secret that Avery was a "surprise blessing from God" and Lord, I thank you everyday for knitting him together in my womb! The smiles he brings to my face, the joy he brings to my heart, the tears of happiness that come to my eyes are worth my every sacrifice! I would move Heaven & Earth for my precious Avery for he his my heart and soul!


A woman, when she is in labor, has sorrow because her hour has come; but as soon as she has given birth to the child, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being has been born into the world. John 16:21

Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.


I did not have, ahem, my period and a UTI last week. My body did not feel like it had been run so hard that it was going to collapse. Nope! Not this hot mama’s body. Ahem.

I did not put a panty liner in my panties and then wonder why it would not stick. Ahem. It was not because I forgot to peel the sticker paper off. Only an idiot would do that.

I washed all of our dirty clothes this weekend and there is not a mountain of clothes in the bathroom floor. SHEESH'S! Can’t a mother have two weeks one day off from doing laundry?

I did not spend my Saturday at defensive driving because I did not get a speeding ticket going 36 mph over the speed limit. I also do not have to pay a $1000.00 fine. What crazed person drives that fast?

I did not turn around and smart off to the bully in my math class (who is not gray haired and at least in his 30’s) because he keeps making rude comments to people who have questions. To which he most certainly has learned his lesson and hasn’t said another word. Do grown-ups really act like this?

I did not laugh hysterically when Avery hopped in the laundry hamper and wanted me to give him a ride around the living room.

It was not my child at the Chinese restaurant that ate about 3 plates full of food, but left about 2 ½ of those on the floor.

My soon to be new neighbors (Andrew’s neighborhood) are not painting their house the same color we picked out because it is not already the color of Andrew’s shop in the backyard. Really? Neighbor’s really do that?

Oh and I most certainly did not dip my graham crackers into vanilla frosting and think “well thank goodness I ordered my wedding dress a little big.” Ha-NOT ME!

The White Dress

Well I have officially bought the white (actually Ivory)dress that every little girl dreams of. Here is a sneak peak for you all.










YOU DIDN'T REALLY THINK I WAS GOING TO SHOW MY DRESS OFF BEFORE THE BIG DAY, NOW DID YOU?

WHAT IF THERE IS NO NEXT TIME

Although I know it is wrong to envy a person, however, I must admit, at times I do.
Don’t get me wrong, but I absolutely adore my fiancé, Andrew, but at sometimes I want to just scream at him.

We were out to eat with his family the other day and when we got up to leave he hugged his mom and then turned to the others and said “bye y’all”. I turned to him and asked, “did you hug your grandparents goodbye?” He replied, “No.” I said, “well why don’t you”. He said, “I will next time I see them.” I said, “No, you go back in there and hug them and tell them you love them now.” He did, but with much hesitation.

Why does this make me so angry? I’ll tell you why. It’s because I would do anything in this world to hug my Nanny and Pop one more time.

It makes me so mad to hear him say, “I will next time.”

I just want to scream:

“WHAT IF THERE IS NO NEXT TIME!!!!”