I Want a Baby for Valentine’s Day

Earlier today while making Valentine Day gift bags to send to a few of my friends, our cute 34 inch tall house guest for the next couple of months (read her story here) came running into the dining room asking me one of her favorite questions… “Whatcha doin?” I smiled and responded with something of…

The Day I Shared My Infertility Story

It was 1989 and there I was, standing in my new kindergarten class scared and shaking like a leaf. I was as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I will never forget that day when I stood there wishing I had my mom, my favorite stuffed animal, and the…

It’s a Sunny Day!

Almost three years ago, the hubs and I traveled to Texas to visit his brother, wife, and two kiddos.  Our niece who was probably four at the time, would wake up each morning, look out of the window, and say with such excitement and enthusiasm, “It’s a sunny day!”  Ever since then, whenever the hubs…

The Pretty Little Gift Box

  The following was taken from A Seed of Hope by Evangeline Brown Colbert.  I found it encouraging and I hope you do too! “When someone gives you a gift, do you leave it in their hands or do you take hold of it and pull it towards you?  Most of us grab it and…

Infertility and the Fear of Letting Go

A few characteristics you should know about me…I love knowing the details. And being in the details. I love planning. And being the one to make the plans. I love organization. And ensuring all things are done in an organized manner. And do I even need to mention that based upon those few things, I…

It’s a Major Award!

On Thursday I woke up and discovered Finley from In It For Love nominated me for the Liebster Award. I am new to the blogging world and my first thought was…”It’s a Major Award!”  and I even said it like Mr. Parker off “A Christmas Story”.  I can’t believe anyone would even want to read…

Giving God My Leftovers

It’s 6:30am and my husband nudges me gently as he whispers quietly, “Good Morning.” (He knows I can be a beast if not approached with caution). My eyes slowly peer open and I need to get up, but the coziness and warmth of the comfy quilt pulled tightly to my chin causes me to whisper…