Ross is so cute! He's so excited about trying for a baby!! He keeps calling me his little babymaker :)
He continues to walk around singing and whisteling...so happy!!
It is really cute and sweet....
Now for my complaints....I am on prenatal vitamins that make me nauseous and shaky. Boo. They also taste awful and you keep on tasting them all day. Plus, I have had a headache since I got off the pill. Oh well! I will gladly take it if it means I will have a baby!!! That's it for now! I do not think that we have ever been happier as a couple!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Officially TRYING!!!
I can not even explain how excited I am about this post! I have wanted a baby since I was a baby! I have wanted to be a mom since I could say the word! Ross has known this since we started dating and this weekend he told me that he was ready!!! About a month ago, Ross told me that he had been seriously thinking about wanting to have a baby. He said that he would begin praying about it and let me know....Well, last night he told me that I can stop taking my pills...that he is ready!!! He always has told me that he wanted to be a dad, but was worried about the logistics of it all...money, stability, economy...Last night he said that he had prayed about it and decided that we should just go for it! So that means that Ross and I have officially begun to try! I could not be more happy!! Today was my first day of prenatal vitamins (which I have had on standby for months) and I spent the day nauseous and shaky. This is what the doctor told me would happen. She gave me a bag of samples to try and told me to stop as soon as I found one that didn't make me sick. I guess I should give this one a few days and then try the others. I am so, so, so happy and cannot wait to me a mom!! My family is pretty excited too! For the last year or so, my brother has told me "PMMAU(Please make me an uncle)" and last night I got to call him and tell him that we were working on it! He was pumped! He's more than fantastic with kids and has sent me a camo onesie last year for our future children....and of course it was labeled with PMMAU. My sister will be the greatest aunt in the entire world as well. I had to hold my phone away from my ear when I told her the news. It will be so neat to see them interact with our kids when we have them, whenever that may be. For now we are just seeing how things go!! What an exciting time for us! YEAHHHH!!!!!!!!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Pray for patience
This has been the hardest week of school for me ever. I have students that don't understand very much English at all. I have students who are grade levels behind. I have never taught science before and these particular sub-populations were our lowest last year....ESL/Science! This means that I am under great stress. I want my babies to succeed....I so, so want them to be successful but I don't know how to help them. I am having to go back so far in 4th grade curriculum because I have to fill in learning gaps. If I do this, I get behind on the TEKS...thus more stress. I ended the week by crying my eyes out. I keep on telling myself, God will not give me more than I can handle....God will not give me more than I can handle....God will not give me more than I can handle....over and over and over.....I need patience...I need a kind of patience that only the Lord can provide. I need the kind of patience for these kids as my heavenly father has for me. I need guidance from the Lord to know how to teach these precious babies. I also need confidence that I will be able to do it. Last year was a breeze, and now I am realizing that. Please pray that I will have great patience and guidance.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
2 Dreamy Wonderful Fun Easy Years
As of today, I have been married to my best friends for 2 years! It has been wonderful! People say that the first years are hard...I totally disagree! It has been so easy....easier than dating! We don't have to drive back and forth to see each other, we can spend the night together every single night :) we don't have to use up excessive amounts of cell phone minutes to talk to each other, we don't have to worry about roommates or drama, we can lay in bed at night and laugh for hours....it is just so easy! It surely doesn't feel like it has been 2 years since we have been married! God's design for marriage is so sweet, so good, so well planned...it's perfect!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Quilt top is D-O-N-E
I'm so happy with how it turned out! Not so shabby for my first quilt! Now...attach filler and backing....quilt it...add binding....hmmmmm
Monday, August 3, 2009
Conflicted
***This post is a total debbie downer....It is mainly a way for me to get things out of my system....read at your own "risk"***
You know how you can love someone but not really like them at all?
I feel totally guilty for saying that about my own grandfather. But, it is true and I need to express these feelings, which I do best in writing, to get them off of my chest.
My grandfather passed away in November, the week of Thanksgiving. It has just hit me. It only took 9 1/2 months, but those feelings have finally crept up. Up until now I have refused to think about it, refused to mourn, refused to cry. That is how I deal with things, and unfortunately, it is not very effective or healthy. The last few days I have been on the brink of tears and didn't know why. Then, on the way to church yesterday morning, I busted out crying. It totally took Ross off guard, poor guy!
How I loved him:
On one hand, he was my grandfather. I have some good memories of him when I was a child. He was happier then, not as bitter. He loved to dance and have a good time. He loved my Mamaw....his, "little mama." There was a tire swing in his yard and we all loved to play in it. I loved him, I really did...but it was hard. He loved to tell jokes and draw comics...cute little one liners with stick people drawings. He was really funny! We would send these back and forth and after he died I found out that he had been saving all of them! He loved his family. He adored his grandchildren. It just got very hard to see toward the end.
How I didn't really like him at all:
The title of this post is "Conflicted" because that is just what I am. Papaw, my mom's father, was not a nice man. He was, among other things, an alcoholic. He was mean to my mother and did not provide a nurturing home life. He made fun of her weight when she was a child and now (um..have you seen my mom? she is and always has been skinny), he was bitter, he was angry, he was impossible to please. He was not happy. If you wanted to call or visit him, you would have to mentally prepare yourself...you would have to put on a mental suit of armor, if you will. You would know, ok--I'm going to call Papaw, and no matter what, he is going to make me feel like crap. For example, I sent him a little care package when he was in the assisted living place. He complained about what was in it. Well, do you think I sent him stuff again? Nope. I was too hurt! It was stuff like that constantly. You only have so much you can give, ya know? The list goes on and on, but I feel too bad talking about him in this way.
So....I have a weird mix of feelings. I miss him...I miss the good parts about him. He was, after all, my grandfather. There are very few people that you know your entire life, so of course there is a hole that is created when they pass. On the other hand, he can not hurt my mother anymore. He can not call her to b**** at her, to make her feel useless and guilty. He can not be mean. Still, those memories are what prevails in my mind. It was easier for me to think of negative memories than the positive. Man, I hope that's not what people say when I am gone. Over all....I'm a bundle of mixed up feelings. Feelings I feel bad to express, but feelings that have shaped my family and ones that I need to sort through.
This is a picture of him dancing with me at our wedding. It is a great memory. He had a blast that night. I'm pretty sure that was the most fun he had toward the end of his life. He danced with all of my cousins, aunts and friends. He was a great dancer. He laughed, cut up and enjoyed himself. This is the memory that I am going to put at the forefront of my mind...to meditate on this to help ease the conflict of feelings.
You know how you can love someone but not really like them at all?
I feel totally guilty for saying that about my own grandfather. But, it is true and I need to express these feelings, which I do best in writing, to get them off of my chest.
My grandfather passed away in November, the week of Thanksgiving. It has just hit me. It only took 9 1/2 months, but those feelings have finally crept up. Up until now I have refused to think about it, refused to mourn, refused to cry. That is how I deal with things, and unfortunately, it is not very effective or healthy. The last few days I have been on the brink of tears and didn't know why. Then, on the way to church yesterday morning, I busted out crying. It totally took Ross off guard, poor guy!
How I loved him:
On one hand, he was my grandfather. I have some good memories of him when I was a child. He was happier then, not as bitter. He loved to dance and have a good time. He loved my Mamaw....his, "little mama." There was a tire swing in his yard and we all loved to play in it. I loved him, I really did...but it was hard. He loved to tell jokes and draw comics...cute little one liners with stick people drawings. He was really funny! We would send these back and forth and after he died I found out that he had been saving all of them! He loved his family. He adored his grandchildren. It just got very hard to see toward the end.
How I didn't really like him at all:
The title of this post is "Conflicted" because that is just what I am. Papaw, my mom's father, was not a nice man. He was, among other things, an alcoholic. He was mean to my mother and did not provide a nurturing home life. He made fun of her weight when she was a child and now (um..have you seen my mom? she is and always has been skinny), he was bitter, he was angry, he was impossible to please. He was not happy. If you wanted to call or visit him, you would have to mentally prepare yourself...you would have to put on a mental suit of armor, if you will. You would know, ok--I'm going to call Papaw, and no matter what, he is going to make me feel like crap. For example, I sent him a little care package when he was in the assisted living place. He complained about what was in it. Well, do you think I sent him stuff again? Nope. I was too hurt! It was stuff like that constantly. You only have so much you can give, ya know? The list goes on and on, but I feel too bad talking about him in this way.
So....I have a weird mix of feelings. I miss him...I miss the good parts about him. He was, after all, my grandfather. There are very few people that you know your entire life, so of course there is a hole that is created when they pass. On the other hand, he can not hurt my mother anymore. He can not call her to b**** at her, to make her feel useless and guilty. He can not be mean. Still, those memories are what prevails in my mind. It was easier for me to think of negative memories than the positive. Man, I hope that's not what people say when I am gone. Over all....I'm a bundle of mixed up feelings. Feelings I feel bad to express, but feelings that have shaped my family and ones that I need to sort through.
This is a picture of him dancing with me at our wedding. It is a great memory. He had a blast that night. I'm pretty sure that was the most fun he had toward the end of his life. He danced with all of my cousins, aunts and friends. He was a great dancer. He laughed, cut up and enjoyed himself. This is the memory that I am going to put at the forefront of my mind...to meditate on this to help ease the conflict of feelings.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
***Pretty in Pink***
So I learned how to quilt this past weekend. Today I started my own! It's pink, pretty and girly....just my style. Today I got the strips sewn and the squares cut. I have not started to sew the squares together yet. I wanted to spend some time with Ross and I'll continue tomorrow and this weekend. I laid it out so that I could look at it and see how big it would be....plus, I am waaaay to impatient to wait to see it!! Here's a peek.
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