4 years ago today

I married my best friend.

spilled milk

They say....

"Don't cry over spilled milk."

But what about the spilled bottle, on my counter, complete with the expensive formula.

Surely there is a place where mom's gather to cry over spilled milk.

Because really....what do they know?

Proof {That HE DID IT!}

We left very early in the morning to make sure that we could get to the race location in time for Jon to register....both of my boys are looking a little tire. Jon had too much caffeine the night before, and Caleb was asleep until we parked the car......

Racing for Bethany, seeing that Caleb was a Bethany baby, Jon had a friend who works for Bethany and invited him and Saturday was a good of time as any to run his first 5k....

Crossing the bridge....past the halfway point. RUN BABY RUN!

There he is.......almost to the finish line.......

HE DID IT!!!!!

Caleb was proud of his daddy, proud, but also sleepy

Way to go honey on running your first 5k....first of MANY!

But I want to be normal

This afternoon I was thinking about me, about me dealing with depression and an anxiety disorder.

I was mad at myself for feeling this way.

I was mad at myself that I am on medication for these "issues."

I was mad at myself that I have hid this for so long.

I was mad at myself that I claim to love Jesus, desire the hope of Jesus and the peace of Jesus, and yet can suffer from depression and anxiety, regularly.

I was mad.

And ashamed.

And complained.

I complained to God and said, "I just want to be normal. I want be a normal person not worrying about how I will feel and not having to take medication."

And His response to me, "My precious daughter, you are normal. On this side of heaven you will be broken. I want you to run to me, to find peace and joy in me alone, but you will be broken. It is part of the fall. Seek me though. Seek my face. Seek my presence. Fall in love with me. You are normal. You are broken, but I am your Redeemer. I will Redeem. Just wait. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe until I restore the earth. Just wait. "

Ok Lord.

{Loss of the Battle}

What battle?

The battle of the holiday weekend

I didn't even fight it. I just gave in.

And ate.

And didn't exercise.

And ate some more.

And didn't exercise.

And got out of great routine.

But you know what? I am not done. I may have lost the battle, but the war to beat the game of weight loss is still very much before my eyes.

I have less than 3 months to fit into this super cute bridesmaid dress.

So please.....help me to press on friends! Wanna work out with me and push me to keep going? I would love the help!

Happy Fourth of July

Because everyone needs a superhero

Super Caleb to the rescue
His super powers are:
-making mommy melt any time he smiles or giggles at her
-making mommy want to lose her lunch anytime there is baby puke
-the ability to fill a house with an "odor"
-the ability to stop a crowd and to have gawkers and fans at any given moment

And the most recent power discovered.....
-sleeping 12 hours at a time (mommy is most surprised and impressed with that one)