I love my husband. There are the obvious reasons, he puts up with me and loves me unconditionally....yada yada yada. :)
But there are a few more reasons I find my husband so endearing, so here goes:
1. He has a HUGE soft spot in his heart for his little girl.
2. He is can fix/build anything in the house. He has finished the basement (more than once thanks to mother nature), built another bedroom for our growing family, built all kinds of shelves in the garage, etc, etc, etc. He's handy to have around.
3. He watches reruns of Home Improvement and MASH. (that old saying about marrying someone like your Dad. Yeah, there's some truth to that)
4. He is dedicated to keeping himself healthy. He's been through a lot and is very strict about staying healthy.
5. He gets me ice cream whenever I ask.
6. He loves to play tea party. See #1.
7. He let's Gannon play with his toys he had as a kid. Not sure which one has more fun with that.... :)
8. He is very book smart and teaches me LOTS of things. Even when I didn't know I wanted to learn them.
9. He cooks and cleans.
And finally.....
10. He is my very best friend.
~S
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Two. Handsome. Men.
I have two men in my life. I know. I know. It's scandalous. But I can't resist. They are both adorable and I can't see my life without either of them. So I'm keeping them both. Go ahead. You try and pick just one.
Being a Mom
I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to be a mom. Thinking about how long it took to become a mom. How much I love being a mom. And while not every moment is pretty and shiny, I know that being a mom is what I was meant to do. It's what and who I am. I'm a lot of other things, but being a mom seems to be the one thing that comes very naturally to me.
I'm not a smart woman. I don't remember anything from school really and I'm not the most intelectual person in the world. I could tell you every pattern in the new Coach line, but book smarts is not my thing.
So, being a mom is what I feel was put on my heart and built into my soul. It's what I know. God put me on this earth to give love and to raise his children with integrity and a soft soul to live in his word. I feel it. I feel it so very deep down that I am to be a mom.
I also know that with these blessings comes a great responsibility. One in which I take very seriously. And it's got me thinking, what if I wasn't here to do that? What if I wasn't here to tell them how much I love them and how much I love being their mom? If there is one thing I have learned in my 32 years of life is that things are never guaranteed. Unfortunately life is what happens when you are making your own plans. It's just the way it is. I hope and pray God gives me a long life to raise these babies and watch them grow. But here's the point to this post, if I can't, I'm asking a favor to all of you. Here it is:
Never let my children forget how much I love them and loved being their mom. Ever.
They ask when baptising children if the church family will love the children and help to raise them in the Christian faith. Everytime. They want to make sure their Christian family will be there to help guide them in God's word. So while I know those aspects of their lives will be taken care of, I'm asking all of you to help my children understand how deep my love is for them. How I love coming home everyday to their smiles and hugs and kisses. How I love watching Paighton sit in her rocking chair and read. How I love listening to Gannon's deep belly laugh. Remind them that sitting at the dinner table with them was always an adventure. How Paighton doing the itsy bitsy spider on her own for the first time after I had sang it to her a million times brought me to tears I was so proud. How watching Gannon take his first steps filled my heart with so much joy. Remind them that Paighton would always want to say her prayers with me when I laid next to her in bed at night, and that Gannon would always crawl to me and want me to sit him in my lap and cuddle with him. Tell Paighton that I would always love hearing her say "mommy, mommy, mommy" over and over again. Tell Gannon that he was is so very handsome and I fell in love with him instantly when I saw his face. Tell them that I called Paighton "doodlebug or monkey" and Gannon "my buddy or handsome".
I want you to tell them that being thier mom for however long I am on this earth was the greatest blessing God could have EVER given me. For he knew what their lives would do for my soul. He knew they would complete me more than anything ever could. Being their mom filled every empty space in my soul that came from many years of struggles to get them here.
I'm going to live a long time. I know it. God and I have had a talk and I have things left to do here. But just in case he changes his mind, I'm asking you, my family and friends to remind them of these things. Because when I do leave this earth someday, I never want there to be a question of my love and devotion to these two beautiful babies. Ever. I need them to always have a piece of my love with them, even if it comes from others.
This post is not meant to be sad. It's purpose is a request. A favor. Plain and simple. I know you can do it.
But for now, I will continue to continue on this journey that God set out for us. And everyday we are all together be thankful for the joy they give to me and that I have been blessed enough to be their MOM.
I'm not a smart woman. I don't remember anything from school really and I'm not the most intelectual person in the world. I could tell you every pattern in the new Coach line, but book smarts is not my thing.
So, being a mom is what I feel was put on my heart and built into my soul. It's what I know. God put me on this earth to give love and to raise his children with integrity and a soft soul to live in his word. I feel it. I feel it so very deep down that I am to be a mom.
I also know that with these blessings comes a great responsibility. One in which I take very seriously. And it's got me thinking, what if I wasn't here to do that? What if I wasn't here to tell them how much I love them and how much I love being their mom? If there is one thing I have learned in my 32 years of life is that things are never guaranteed. Unfortunately life is what happens when you are making your own plans. It's just the way it is. I hope and pray God gives me a long life to raise these babies and watch them grow. But here's the point to this post, if I can't, I'm asking a favor to all of you. Here it is:
Never let my children forget how much I love them and loved being their mom. Ever.
They ask when baptising children if the church family will love the children and help to raise them in the Christian faith. Everytime. They want to make sure their Christian family will be there to help guide them in God's word. So while I know those aspects of their lives will be taken care of, I'm asking all of you to help my children understand how deep my love is for them. How I love coming home everyday to their smiles and hugs and kisses. How I love watching Paighton sit in her rocking chair and read. How I love listening to Gannon's deep belly laugh. Remind them that sitting at the dinner table with them was always an adventure. How Paighton doing the itsy bitsy spider on her own for the first time after I had sang it to her a million times brought me to tears I was so proud. How watching Gannon take his first steps filled my heart with so much joy. Remind them that Paighton would always want to say her prayers with me when I laid next to her in bed at night, and that Gannon would always crawl to me and want me to sit him in my lap and cuddle with him. Tell Paighton that I would always love hearing her say "mommy, mommy, mommy" over and over again. Tell Gannon that he was is so very handsome and I fell in love with him instantly when I saw his face. Tell them that I called Paighton "doodlebug or monkey" and Gannon "my buddy or handsome".
I want you to tell them that being thier mom for however long I am on this earth was the greatest blessing God could have EVER given me. For he knew what their lives would do for my soul. He knew they would complete me more than anything ever could. Being their mom filled every empty space in my soul that came from many years of struggles to get them here.
I'm going to live a long time. I know it. God and I have had a talk and I have things left to do here. But just in case he changes his mind, I'm asking you, my family and friends to remind them of these things. Because when I do leave this earth someday, I never want there to be a question of my love and devotion to these two beautiful babies. Ever. I need them to always have a piece of my love with them, even if it comes from others.
This post is not meant to be sad. It's purpose is a request. A favor. Plain and simple. I know you can do it.
But for now, I will continue to continue on this journey that God set out for us. And everyday we are all together be thankful for the joy they give to me and that I have been blessed enough to be their MOM.
August 5th, 2010
Yikes! 2010! Ahhhh, it's been a while. But I've got some thoughts and I need to get them down. So here I am. But that's for a new post.
But it's now 2012. So. Much. Has. Changed. :)
But it's now 2012. So. Much. Has. Changed. :)
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