Daily Encourgement, Life in General, Motherhood

Oh Yes, Now I Remember

One popular comment I hear when I tell people about the number of children we have is:

“Oh, you must be so busy.”

For a very long time my conclusion was this:

“If you have more than one child, the number doesn’t really matter. A mother with only two kids can be just as or even more busy than me with 8 children.”

Pretty much all my time is spent with my children, taking care of my home, or doing something family oriented. Times away from them include date nights with my hunny, trips mu husband and I have taken, or visits with friends or family when my hubby is home. Then there’s the times that my hubby takes the children with him which is something that happened most recently. He took five of the eight kiddos with him for the day to the county fair. I knew it was going to be a long day with no rest time or reprieve for the young ones so I decided to stay home with them.

Turns out that two kids for the day was very simple. I reached a new conclusion:

Yes, I am busier with 8 children than I would be with 2, 3, etc. etc.

And that got me to thinkin’…..

I have grown so used to having all the kids with me pretty much all the time because that’s what my husband and I have decided is best for our children. And I love it! I am so very thankful that I am able to stay home with them. The day he had most of the kids with him, I felt……I didn’t quite know what to do. The girls and I enjoyed that time together. Reading, coloring, playing, going for a couple of walks, visiting my sisters….it was a great day. It wasn’t different than our run-of-the-mill days except there were only two kids and I realized how much quieter it was in the house. Less arguing, less door slams from running in and out, less food to prepare……just less work in general and this brought to mind my early motherhood years when I had my first child.

I enjoyed that day when it was just the two girls and I, but I appreciate having all my kids. I wouldn’t change it for all the gold in the world. For anything. I would have each and every one of them all over again if I was given a re-do.

Life in General

It’s Not That Easy!

AnĀ apologyĀ to some can be extremely difficult.

One evening I got into an argument with my oldest son because he refused to apologize for a simple mistake, not on his part, that ended with something that shouldn’t have been said to anyone, let alone his brother. Later on, I found out that he did apologize, but his whole attitude with me was that he had no reason to apologize because what happened was not his fault. He failed to understand that I wasn’t blaming him for what happened, but I was holding him accountable for the words that he used as nobody made him use those words.

Oftentimes, when my husband and I get into disagreement he has a hard time apologizing. I always assume that pride prohibits him from apologizing for what he has said or done that led to the argument. I do not blame him for each argument that we get into, but again, I do blame him for his actions and his words.

One question: why is so hard for one to apologize, but another person can apologize so easily?

I often apologize, profusely even, for things I’ve done that cause hurt for another or cause undue hardship on another. It’s in my nature. I have no problem admitting I am wrong, but for some people it’s like being on the precipice whereas apologizing equals that slight move in the wrong direction resulting in falling over the edge.

I am slowly learning that I can influence those around me to do the right thing by doing the right thing myself. I am slowly learning that I am accountable only for my behaviors. I can’t change someone else’s behaviors, but I can change how I react to the things that cause me to feel angry or hurt.

As they say, lead by example because actions do speak louder than words.

Life in General, Motherhood

Admiring the Abilities of Others

Still in the midst of raising children, I find myself often questioning how I’ve handled something, my response to different things, my actions, my choice of words….whatever it may be. I question, I wonder, I doubt my parenting skills and not because I feel like I’m doing it all wrong, but because I know that I am human. I make mistakes as I am still learning as well. Each child is different. Their actions, their words, their thoughts, their reactions, their priorities….all different. Age is a factor. Mentality is a factor. Personality is a factor. Second-guessing oneself is really the pits.

Recently, I met someone a consider my friend. She’s a really great mom. She always acts so calm and collected. She never seems to lose her temper and has the patience of a saint. I know that we shouldn’t compare ourselves in any facet of our life with anyone else because I realize each on of is created exactly how God intended us to be. Sometimes, when I’m feeling like the worst parent in the world, I admire the kind of parent my friend is. However, I realize that although she may be a good parent to her children, she may have the patience of a saint, she may have it all together, I don’t know her story. I don’t live in her home so comparisons are moot. And I know that God has blessed me with these wonderful children because He knows I am who can give them what they need, which is true for any parent. At the same time, parents must reach their parenting potential with their children.

Below is a list ofĀ just a few things I’ve learned over the years:

  • When speaking with children, speak to them on their level (height-wise). For a long while now, when I speak with my kids, I make sure to have their attention by either sitting down so we are face-to-face or standing with them as some are close to my height. The ones that are taller, are teenagers and pay more attention when spoken to.
  • Discern where the problem is exactly before dolling out punishment. For instance, if my girls are pushing one another or screaming at the top of their lungs, the first thing I do is find out where the problem started so I can walk them through solving the problem. For instance, one took a toy from another (let’s face it, this happens constantly) so she who lost the toy slaps the one who took it and chaos ensues. By determining the problem, I can then explain that one shouldn’t take toys, but it’s also not okay to slap or in any other way cause harm to another. Knowing the ‘why’ for the behavior helps to remove the behavior.
  • Redirection works pretty well in most situations. I have found that the more stubborn a child is, the less redirection does work, but with some coaxing it will.
  • A big cause of concern for me over my years of parenting is bribing children. This in no way teaches a child anything. Yes, it does get the behavior that a parent is looking for, but a child walks away learning that he/she only has to act in an unreasonable manner to gain the reward. The child is not learning the behavior is wrong. The child is not learning the proper behavior. The child is not learning self-control.
  • Most of all, it’s not the quantity of time spent with a child, it’s the quality. How a parent engages with their child is much more important than how much time is spent with the child. In a half-hour outing, fully engaged (talking, playing, focused interaction), a parent accomplishes so much more than the parent who sits ideally with their child for a whole afternoon, each focused on their own thing (tv, computer, yard work, etc). Both times spent with child benefit the child, but the more focused a parent is on time spent the better off not only will the child be, but also the parent-child relationship.

Children are blessings from above. A parents’ responsibility to raise these blessings in a way that is pleasing to God is a responsibility placed upon us that He knows we can fulfill.

 

 

Daily Encourgement, Life in General, Motherhood, Wifehood

A Sanctuary

When thinking of a sanctuary, what comes to mind?

For me, when I think of sanctuary, I think of a place of safety.

Another place I think of when I hear the word sanctuary is the church.

And coincidentally, one of the places that someone may feel safest is actually in a church. I often go to the church, such a sacred place, a sanctuary that offers peace. It’s a place of solace, a place whereĀ one can feel God’s presence. In God’s house, speaking to Him with reverence of course, we can be who we are because He is the only one who knows us throughout. He is the only one that loves us through each and every fault that we have.

He offers us the graces to show kindness, to love others freely, to forgive others as we are forgiven, to have faith in our darkest moments, and to remain hopeful when it seems hopeless. It’s in His presence that we can really delve into ourselves in order to learn of our strengths and weaknesses.

Being here in my home, my sanctuary, life doesn’t stop. It doesn’t slow down. It’s always a bit noisy. Kids are playing with one another, completely engaged in childhood activity that includes board games, bike riding, going for walk, playing in the water…….just being kids. Part of being kids is arguing, disagreeing, and yes, wrestling around with siblings. I love it! When I am not playing referee or gym coach, I pick up the role of cook, dishwasher, janitor and laundress. However, those very important roles cannot be replaced by my devotions of being a teacher, a confidant, a role model, and a religious educator. The role of parent is very diverse and involves much praying, contemplation, patience, and LOVE, always love.

Outside of being a mother, I also have not only obligations to my spouse, but a love for him that pushes me to be the very best I can be. I fail sometimes, I learn, and I keep moving forward –mere centimeters at times, but forward is forward, right. Together, we raise our children and live a life according to what God is asking of us.

My home is my sanctuary.

Life in General, Motherhood

Carefree Lifestyle or Not?

I recently made a post about a trip that my husband and I took with my father-in-law….it was business, but we made time for play šŸ™‚

Anywhoo….

My kiddos were divided between my parents’ house and my mother-in-law’s house because she declined to go on the trip because…well I don’t really know why but she did wantĀ to keep my girls.

Yay! Some time for me…some time with my husband….some time away from the kids. Every parents dream, right? It’s not unheard of to have some time away from the responsibilities of parenthood. I mean, it happens quite a bit. There’s business, there’s pleasure, and there’s nurturing the relationship with a spouse….or whatever. As isĀ said “if a reason/excuse is needed then any reason/excuse will do” (unknown). When parents want time away from their children, they find a reason/excuse and a way for it to work out.

Anyway, so…..

Here I am….on a business trip, meeting my responsibilities of being on this business trip. As mentioned in theĀ Exciting News!Ā post, my in-laws own a sewing shop and as strictly a Bernina dealer, the store offers Bernina machines whichĀ include sewing machines, embroidery machines, long arm quilting machines, and sergers. The shop also carries a large selection of choice fabric, needles, thread, and other sewing supplies. My husband and I are taking an interest in the store as his parents are closing the gap on retirement. Working alongside them, they are teaching my husband the ins and outs of the business. Anyway, the reason for the trip was to learn of new products, changes in product, and attend training on Bernina machines as Bernina does require certification of anyone who sells their brand. A bunch of technical stuff and information for store owners to increase sales. That’s the gist of it, maybe more, maybe less. We attended three days of training classes, creativity classes, informational classes to help the store grow. With that portion of the trip taking much of our time plus the exploring we did over the course of the week, we stayed pretty busy.

Oh, the excitement of the carefree life…you know, that life before children. That life between, on average, the ages of 18 to 30, give or take. Responsibilities, ehh, yeah. Jobs, car payments, insurance all the way around, the ‘adulting’ part of life. But, with no kids, still pretty much able to do as one pleases. Turns out, I never had that. I had my first kid when I was 18 so parenting came pretty early which means I bypassed the carefree lifestyle. Wouldn’t change it though. Not even a little bit. So, when my husband and I get the chance to be a little carefree….well, we take it šŸ™‚

And there lies the problem….Oh, I enjoy every minute of that time devoted to growing, evolving our relationship, but -as has happened on each trip we’ve taken without the kids — within a day or two, that carefree life begins to not mesh with me. I start thinking about the kids, wishing the kids were with us, wondering how the kids are…..Missing the kids. They don’tĀ become the focus of the trip because, as with this latest trip, there’s some responsibility, but I also whole-heartily believe in keeping the marital relationship strong and thriving through focused time together, devotion to one another, encouraging and maintaining the foundation on which our marriage is built while deepening our friendship, loyalty, trust, commitment, and love. As with any relationship, marriages need to be nurtured in order to grow so even though the carefree life isn’t suitable for me, I still make it a point to focus on our marriage when we are able to get time away from the kids, business trip or otherwise.

As I get older and my kids get older, all the sudden carefree doesn’t seem so important. In fact, it’s probably the least important thing to me. I enjoyed our trip, but I realized, I’d rather be a mother and with my children all the time than to live that carefreeĀ life on a daily basis. Kids grow up so fast, so many changes take place from one year to the next in who they are and who they will become. And that is what I want to be present for so carefree…uh-uh, not so much. I’m perfectly suited to being a wife and mothering the children that God so generously blessed me with.

My heart belongs to God, my husband and my kids where it shall remain.

Life in General

Exciting News!

I know! I haven’t posted in forever! With good reason, though. My father-in-law, my husband and I wereĀ at the annual Bernina University conference. It’s quite exciting! The theme for the conference was Unmask Amazing which is tell-tale of the location.

New Orleans!

Mardi Gras!

Masquerades!

Overall, I learned quite a bit about BerninaĀ products, the history of the company, and the different products offered through partner companies that includeĀ fabrics and other notions. You can’t very well create and completeĀ a sewing project without fabric or thread with as much ease as you can with quality products such asĀ scissors, cutting mats, or rulers of all shapes/sizes and tons of other gadgets.

bernina

The registration booths at the conference. Each dealer for Bernina whoĀ attended the conference received a welcome package from Bernina headquarters in Switzerland and Bernina of America at these registration booths. As you can tell, the booths are arranged by dealer last name alphabetical order. And, of course, the main event, Bernina Masquerade Ball (pictures provided at the end of the post).

During the conference, BerninaĀ revealedĀ new product and/or changes to current product thatĀ will be available to consumers within the next few months. As required by Bernina, when a store owner chooses to become a Bernina dealer, he/she must be certified on Bernina machines for installation, repairs, and teaching how to use the machine to customers. At the conference, classes were offered to dealers and/or employees of dealers to educate on the machine (about, how to use, how to repair if needed, etc.) If you are a sewist, seamstress, or quilter, then you probably know of Bernina. If not, I’d like to briefly introduce Bernina to you. Bernina is “theĀ world’s premier manufacturer with a proven reputation for offering state-of-the-art sewing and embroidery systems, sergers, and embroidery software” (Bernina website) with familial rootsĀ and manufacturingĀ in Switzerland. The company itself has been in business for almost 125 years and has remained within the same family since the beginning. It is a company that promotes family values while providing the most up-to-date products such as the 3, 5, 7, and 8 series sewing and embroidery machines, the long arm quilters such as Bernina Q 20 and Q 24 (which, by the way, provide a fun experience with quilting), as well as Bernina L 220 and L 450 Overlock and Cover/ChainstitchĀ machines plus sewing notions such as needles, foot controls, and suitcases or bags for the machines.

Go ahead, keep reading as even more interesting information can be found further down.

As promised, more Bernina. I haveĀ to mention that my father-in-law, a Bernina dealer in the densely populated state of North Dakota (located in Mandan), owns and operates the store Sewing Machines Plus! (not to be confused with a separate sewing machines plus website). TheĀ storeĀ offers a variety of fabrics, threads, sewing/embroidery systems, and serger machines as well as the long-arm quilting machines with friendly service and an inviting atmosphere. They also offer sewing classes to anyone who is interested and even rent the use of their long arm quilting machines located in their sewing studio, connected to the store. Their website is foundĀ here so stop by and check it out (again, the Mandan store is not to be confused with another SewingMachinesPlus.com website as the two stores are completely separate and do not tie into one another).Ā If you have questions on product or services offered, shoot Jim or Angie an email or call the store.Ā For a memorable conversation,Ā if at all possible, swing on into the store as face to face communication is always so much more friendly and encouraging forĀ all involved. Speaking with the owners and/or the employees offers a wider range of conversation and is surely to answer more of your questions plus actually seeing, touching, or even hands-on practice of the machines will definitely grab theĀ interest of experienced quilters as well as those who are not so experienced but have a willingness to learn.

Building
Photo courtesy of Mandan, NDĀ Sewing Machines Plus!Ā website.

But, we didn’t make the trip all about business šŸ™‚

We can’t possibly go to New Orleans without seeing and experiencing the city, known for its crawfish served in a variety of ways, music of the city: Jazz, and the infamous Bourbon street. The culture in the great state of Louisiana is quite simply amazing. The three of us (my father-in-law, my husband and I) were easily entertained during our stay. I’m sure you’ve heard of the most popular district in New Orleans – the French Quarter (Mardi Gras!). The atmosphere in the French Quarter was relaxing, expressive, and enjoyable. We even rode in a Pedi-Cab!

french quarter

Other areas may not be as entertaining, but most certainly are just as fun to see, such as the Garden District which is like walking back in time. The “antebellum mansions” (http://www.neworleanscvb.com/visit/neighborhoods/garden-district/) are rich with history of Louisiana and are beautiful to look at. Sadly, these two districts are the only ones we were able to visit due to time constraints, but it’s a trip not soon to be forgotten. Our mode of transportation throughout our stay consisted of the trolley ride. I’ve never been on a trolley to get from one place to another soĀ it was quite exciting for me. I boasted the unforgettable smile of the ever-popular kid in the candy store the whole time I was in New Orleans.

trolley

And the buildings, skyscrapers! Beauty. Creativity. Artistic abilities.Ā All tied into one unforgettableĀ city.

buildings

Another big bonus to me was the warmth. You see, I am from the south and currently (and for the better part of the last 20 years) live in the north. Being back in the south, among the trees, southern plant life, the people and yes, the heat was quite refreshing for me. Ā I told my husband I could stay there forever, but ahh, here I am, back home with God’s greatest blessings, my children who we missed terribly throughout the trip. North Dakota is simply unbearable to me, but I love my kids and my husband which is reason enough for me to stay. It’s unfathomable to even think about leaving here since their (my husband and children) family ties are here, this is where I shall remain. It’s not to bad, but most definitely not my cup of tea.

OMGoodness, I can’t sign offĀ without mentioning the fine Louisiana cuisine. My husband and I didn’t eat one single foodĀ that we normally eat at home (either home or out dining).Ā For every meal, we triedĀ a new dish. The foods are absolutely to die for. Some of the foods that we tried are right out of my childhood (a southerner by birth) thatĀ I haven’t eaten in years. Such foods include red beans and rice, grits (the hubby likes his with shrimp but I’m not a shrimp person so butter, milk and sugar is my choice for grits which is the way that mama made it when I was a kid), and boiled crawfish (I never ate these in my childhood so completely new to me but delicious!). And spicy! Louisianans definitely like their spice! They don’t call it Cajun food without reason šŸ™‚ Much to my dismay, most places didn’t offer my drink of choice: Dr. Pepper! Since most southerners (at least all the ones I know) prefer Dr. Pepper when not enjoying a cold glass of sweet tea, I was quite perplexed and disappointed that DP was not a popular drink choice in many places we dined. Honestly, I was sad about this šŸ˜¦

Oh, but I managed to enjoy the trip regardless.

food

As with any major city and/or tourist attraction, you can’t enjoy such a visit without engaging in a least one guided tour šŸ™‚

Ours just so happened to be a paddle boat cruise on the third longest river in North America and theĀ major river that flows through that part of the country, the mighty Mississippi aka “Big Muddy”. Riverboat Natchez carried us along the river and provided fine dining for those who paid the extra, a New Orleans history lesson, and entertainmentĀ with what else other than music that was created in N’Awlins: Jazz. I fell in LOVE with the music and who am I kidding, the city itself!

paddle boat

So, as promised, a few extra pictures from our visit:

opening and ball

As enjoyable as the trip was and as memorable as the experience of New Orleans will always be, my without-a-doubt, hands-down most favorite part of the trip was getting home to our little people. We were gone for almost a week that felt like months, years even. We were undoubtably happy to see our youngins and bring them their treasures we got while in N’Awlins.

lil people

The trip was fun and captivating, but home is where my heart is and will always beĀ ā™„ā™„ā™„

 

 

Life in General, Quilting Projects

A Quilt for ……..One Heck of a Fighter

Oh, a few months ago, give or take, someone that is dear to the heart of someone who is dear to my heart was diagnosed with the dreaded and hated, it will never happen to my child Cancer. Just a little guy, only 7 or 8, who now has a long road of recovery before him. He’s not the first child to be diagnosed as there are thousands plus of children who are diagnosed with cancer in any given year and as such, he will not be the last. The numbers are heartbreaking, but rates of survival increase with each year. No matter how many times I hear of a childhood cancer diagnosis, the news doesn’t get easier to bear. However, until such news is knocking on your own backdoor or within your personal circle, it seems so distant and unreal.

Upon learning of this little boys’ diagnosis, I cried for days and will continue to pray for him and his family. I wanted to do something for him that would let him and his family know that heĀ and his family are inĀ the prayers of many people. There wasn’t much I could do by way of money, but I could take the time and supplies I have on hand to make him a quilt. The other day, I finished it and it gotĀ delivered to the awesome little fighter it was made for.

Here is the finished product:

In the midst of such trials in our lives, people begin to question God. It seems unfair for this type of heartbreak to happen. We don’t understand, may never understand, but God’s plan is way greater than what the human mind can ever fathom. He’s a loving God who, through every trial we face, is there to be the strength that gets us through, the heart that doesn’t give up, and the love that carries us when we can’t seem to carry ourselves any longer. We only have to let Him know of our pains, heartaches, worries, fears, and weaknesses. We have to trust in Him and have Faith that He is working for us during these times.

The Lord sustains him on his sickbed; in his illness you restore him to full health. – Psalm 41:3

God is the true healer of all illness. So, please pray for this little guy to be healed and to provide neededĀ strength to his family during this time.

I hope you all have a blessed day.

Thanks for stopping by.

Life in General

Lord’s Day Sunday Post #3

Message of the Mass this fine Sunday:

There was a scholar of the law who stood up to test him and said,
“Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”
Jesus said to him, “What is written in the law?
How do you read it?”
He said in reply,
“You shall love the Lord, your God,
with all your heart,
with all your being,
with all your strength,
and with all your mind,
and your neighbor as yourself.”

He replied to him, “You have answered correctly;
do this and you will live.”

But because he wished to justify himself, he said to Jesus,
“And who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied,
“A man fell victim to robbers
as he went down from Jerusalem to Jericho.
They stripped and beat him and went off leaving him half-dead.
A priest happened to be going down that road,
but when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side.
Likewise a Levite came to the place,
and when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side.
But a Samaritan traveler who came upon him
was moved with compassion at the sight.
He approached the victim,
poured oil and wine over his wounds and bandaged them.
Then he lifted him up on his own animal,
took him to an inn, and cared for him.
The next day he took out two silver coins
and gave them to the innkeeper with the instruction,
‘Take care of him.
If you spend more than what I have given you,
I shall repay you on my way back.’
Which of these three, in your opinion,
was neighbor to the robbers’ victim?”
He answered, “The one who treated him with mercy.”
Jesus said to him, “Go and do likewise.”

In other words, be helpful, kind, merciful, and loving to everyone every day. The acts that we commit each day do not secure us a spot in the heavenly kingdom, but allowing God to show His love through you is what He’s asking of each one us. The most important part is that God is asking us to be all of these things despite how another is being in return or when another’s lifestyle, beliefs, actions, etc are different from our own.

The other day, my hubby and I went to someone’s house to help tear down and haul away an old, delipidated building that is a hazard to the property owner, her family, and others in the community that may visit her home, invited or otherwise. He’d agreed to removed the building quite a while ago, but hasn’t had time to get to it. While we were there it seemed as if this individual was upset at us about the building so my husband and I decided to leave and not worry about the building. I mentioned to him in frustration later in the evening that if said individual wanted to be so rude and ungrateful for the help that we offered then after the building is completely removed then the individual and her household can do the clean-up of the remaining rubble. I was quite frustrated with that situation. Today’s message reminded me in order to show my love for God and God’s love for me (for all), then my attitude has to be one that says, “Okay, we will get the building removed and then continue to help with the clean-up.”

I am eternally grateful for the wisdom of the Lord.

Anything Goes, Daily Encourgement, Life in General, Motherhood, Wifehood

I Am Exactly That Girl……

Who I am now is not exactly who I used to be, but I Am Exactly That Girl.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will stand up and take the side of the little guy even when the little guy is wrong just because he/she is the little guy. And everyone picks on the little guy!

I am exactly that girlĀ who will fight for what I believe in even when it means proving that I am in the wrong because admitting our faults is (or at least should be) commendable.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will love another with all my heart and soul through most anything. I say most because I haven’t been through everything that one can go through.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will admit that I’m wrong after fighting for minutes or hours just to proveĀ otherwise.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will say what I think because thinking comes later although I am getting better at thinking first and controlling the urge to say exactly that.

I am exactly that girlĀ who forgives over and over and over again only to forgive again. I can’t fathom a life in which forgiveness is withheld. They say to grant forgiveness to another is to make oneself feel better, more at peace. But (and it could be skewed), in my way of thinking, I forgive another not only because God forgives me, but also because –in some small way — it gives the other person the ability to grow the relationship. For instance, if I wrong my husband in some way for him to grant forgiveness to me, he is opening his heart to the Lord, but it also opens my heart to him again as well as to the Lord. Does that make sense?

I am exactly that girlĀ who may not offer the most eloquent advice to another in times of need, but I will offer the kindest piece of advice that I can in hopes of making said person feel better. I am not knowledgeable in the ways of the world so my advice will seem like the small state of Rhode Island as akin to the large state of Alaska, totally dwarfed by more worldly people than myself, but you can bet whatever I do say comes from deep within my heart meant to make the other person feel better and aren’t just words to fill the void.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will argue over absolutely nothing if I feel that another is trying to pacify me, but is not really hearing me. Oooh, that’s so frustrating.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will get the stupidest grin/blank stare on my face, or just giggle at another in moments whenĀ I don’t know what to say in response because no matter what I say, it’s not going to do any good. Ask my husband, he will tell you. And it drives him nuts!

I am exactly that girlĀ who will cry with happiness, laugh with nervousness, and get angry with hurt feelings. It’s all backwards!

I am exactly that girlĀ who enjoys dancing in the rain, sitting outside in 90 degree heat, or listening to country music. All. Day. Long.

I am exactly that girlĀ who looks at my children in awe that God blessed me as their mother. To explain, they are the blessing that I received.

I am exactly that girlĀ who looks at the world with a child’s innocence, seeing everything with excitement for the first time. For example, my husband and I traveled to St. Louis a few years ago for a short stay and during this trip, I got to see Denver for the first time (a quick layover). And I was like a child in a candy store! Being in a city that size was exhilarating and eye-opening.

I am exactly that girlĀ who makes a hasty decision which often times goes bust and is considered strike 1, or 2, or 10 until lesson learned. 10 may seem like a lot, and it very well may be, but sometimes, 10 is needed. No examples right off handĀ though šŸ™‚

I am exactly that girlĀ who carries more in my heart than anyone close to me will ever really know. What I am saying out loud is probably not even half of what is actually in my heart (feelings, thoughts, dreams, hopes, etc).

I am exactly that girlĀ who may say a whole lot at times, but not really be saying anything at all or vice versa.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will try to avoid confrontation with others (this doesn’t always pertain to family — I’m more mouthy with them).

I am exactly that girlĀ who is shy until I get to know you then you can’t get me to shut-up.

I am exactly that girlĀ who can be silly and weird, but serious and stern when needed.

I am exactly that girlĀ who thinks the push, the fight for women’s rights has taken or forgotten the very heart of what makes us women, the very heart of what separates us from the male species to make us the equal of that same population. We are not meant to be a man’s equal in the way that it’s pushed. Women and men were created differently because the roles each sex fills requires the strengths or weaknesses of the sex it applies to. God created all humans equally in terms of His likeness, but He created male and female in order to populate the earth andĀ to live the relationship of and as such as that of Christ and the Church. Quite simply, the two roles are not and not meant to be interchangeable. Appreciate God’s wisdom and gladly accept the role you’ve been given as you are the only one that can fulfill the duties of that role. Women are not less, women are not more than their male counterparts. They simply fulfill the demands of their given roles, as do men. If male and female roles were meant to be interchangeable then God wouldn’t have seen to it to create a male and a female.

I am exactly that girlĀ who, through devotional readings and daily prayers, strives daily to be the kind of person that God created me to be, the very best version of myself.

I am exactly that girlĀ who digs in her heels at the most inopportune moments for reasons that make no sense to another, but make all the sense in the world to me.

I am exactly that girlĀ who is easy to get along with but just as hard to deal with once in a disagreement with.

I am exactly that girlĀ who lives every aspect of life with the same gusto: emotionally charged and mentally relaxed. I am an intelligent person who can hold my own when needed, but excitement of me is not found so much in my intelligence as it is in my emotions. There are few things in this life that get me riled and most all of them stem from my relationships with others (the more important I consider the relationship, the more riled I get).

I am exactly that girlĀ who is loyal to those closest to me. If you are someone I hold close to my heart (friend, family or even foe depending on nature of being foe), I am loyal to you regardless of how loyal you may be to me. My loyalty stems from my own beliefs of you, my faith in God, and of myself. Your loyalty to me has no bearing on that.

I am exactly that girlĀ who keeps most, if not all, commitments that I make. I hate to let people down and I hate not following through on my word. If I have any doubt as to whether or not I can or will do something, rest assured I will not say that I can or will.

I am exactly that girlĀ who will take what is said to me with a grain of salt from someone who doesn’t know me. I firmly believe that those who matter don’t mind and those who mind don’t matter, but more importantly, God matters at all times so what He minds always counts.

I am exactly that girl:Ā that woman with all them kids, that friend who shows up unannounced just to make you feel better, that wife who is not perfect in any way but loves her husband with all her heart, that daughter who needs her mother during moments of heartbreak, that sister who will tell it like it is because sometimes that’s how it needs to be said, that child of God constantly asking for His forgiveness while seeking His love, and that girl who appreciates kind words, big hugs, and quiet time.

Yes, I am exactly that girl.

 

 

 

 

Exciting & Fun Creations, Life in General

Fun Photo Friday: Come and Gone

Giminy Crickets! I am late posting the fun photo for this past week.

Please forgive me for my absence. I have not been in the best of moods of late which has resulted in very minimal posts from me.

However, I meant to post a photo for Friday, but time just got away from me.

But, I guess it’s better late than never.

Fun Photo Friday:Ā Sewing

My mother-in-law has been sewing since she was a young girl. She taught all of her children the basics of sewing — much applause to her and my father-in-law for raising such wonderful children. They even made a career out of her talent and have owned a sewing shop for more years than my husband and I have been together. A few years ago I made my first quilt with her teaching me. And now, quilting is a hobby that I enjoy very much (when I have time). This week’s photo focuses on my own daughter learning to sew. Just out of nowhere she came to me and said, “Mommy, will you teach me to sew a quilt?”

And lo, we now have a budding quilter in the house. As a quilter, I have a ton of fabric scraps that I’ve saved from quilts I’ve completed over the years. A quilter never gets rid of their stash! My daughter and I gathered some of the scraps (piece sizes vary — all different shapes and sizes) so she could start creating her very first masterpiece. Throughout the time that she has been practicing (today was the first day), she has sewn together quite a few pieces. A few times she got a little down because she messed up, but not completely out. I just reassured her that we all makes mistakes, mess up, have to restitch, and get crooked but we just fix it as best we can and keep moving along. I am by no means proficient at quilting as I have much to learn, but I am able to teach her the little that I know and maybe grandma can teach her what she knows, too.

All in all, I’d say we’re off to a pretty great start šŸ™‚

lily sewing