I don’t always do this for Valentines Day, but this year I felt like it 🙂 So I pulled out the china, and the glasses that were collecting dust, and tried to make my valentines feel a bit special! I had fun snapping pictures too 🙂 The centerpiece was cranberries and greens… The food….A little snitch 🙂 A candle lit view…I spoiled them with cranberry ginger ale and everyone got a chocolate rose.My happy crew. And real life! We did not get dressed up 🙂 Hubby was at his side job, and after milking, I came in from the barn to his phone call. “Sorry, but I won’t be home till after 7:30. So we ate without him 🙂 Well, life doesn’t always go exactly how we planned, does it? But by the looks of it, it was a pretty big hit all around 🙂Happy Monday , friends!!
I missed posting this at Christmas, so here is our family,lovely self timer shot and all 🙂 Really, it involved a lot of exercise for the mom, as I ran back and forth so many times, the children were done, and finally said “Ok, that’s a wrap!”, and we get what we get 🙂 So maybe next year I should hire someone 🙂As I shared before, this year was tough, and yet full of blessings, and we grow more when we have to struggle, do we not? I am looking to the new year, new goals, and I’m excited for what God has in store!! One of my goals is to do something nice for somebody every day. Whether it involves something big or little. I can tell you that God has been working on me, to nudge me to do more, because I have so much. To be honest, some days I feel like I don’t have much. But that is the devil’s tactics. And how can I learn contentment if I always look at those that seem to have it better? I’m a work in progress, and still fail miserably some days! 🙂
Our oldest is 14! She enjoys school, her friends, holding her baby brother, and time with her horse. Cleaning and barn chores are not her favorite thing, but she is a big help to me!!
Our oldest son is 11, and he has been such a great helper lately! He loves to get up at 3:30 a.m. to help his dad milk, and we have to limit that to 3 or 4 times a week, because he does need sleep to handle school and it’s challenges! I also love how he has been making his bed very neatly each morning without me telling him to 🙂 Of course he is a normal child, thinking he knows pretty much, and fighting his siblings, but we definitely are seeing some positive changes 🙂
Next in line is our “farm boy”. He is 8, 9 next month, and still loves his cows, playing farm, and getting dirty 🙂 He is a strong willed child, and hard to handle sometimes, yet he has a soft heart. We have seen huge improvements in him with school, and he almost made honor roll! We are so grateful for the supplements that we are certain are helping him, and I love listening to him read, and hearing him talk about school!
Next in line is our spitfire 🙂 She turned 5 in Nov., and is full of energy and creativity. She was “the baby” for so long, that she is still a bit jealous of her baby brother, but she sure does love him! Her will is strong, and she is so independent that it drives her momma crazy sometimes, but who likes boredom anyways?? 🙂
And then our newest blessing. He is 6 mo. already! The children still fight over him multiple times a day 🙂 He is chubby, and full of smiles, and recently started rolling. He has a cheering crew for everything he does 🙂
We are blessed! My prayer for you all is that 2017 is a year of new growth, stronger relationships, and full of blessings from our heavenly Father!!
Thanks to all my followers who check in on my little space here! I appreciate it!
Bring on 2017!! 🙂
It’s Sunday morning. Normally I would be at church. Instead I’m at home with a child who isn’t feeling the best. The wind is blowing away outside, there is a load of bedding in the washer because Sick Child :), Darian is snoozing, and to be honest, it feels quite cozy 😉 I’m sad that I’ll miss the Christmas dinner we had today. In fact, I was definitely feeling some self pity this morning. But this is life. So I will do things today that I have not taken the time for lately 🙂 Writing this post, putting some pictures into an album, designing our Christmas card (which by the way I do not like, because we did it in 10 minutes with a self timer 🙂 ), and maybe some reading, a nap, and some extra baby cuddles. And that’s what today’s post is about. My babe.
On a Sunday 5 short months ago, I woke up to use the bathroom, and thought my water broke. It didn’t take long till I knew it did 🙂 I had been home from the hospital 6 days, after a week was spent there to hold off labor, in hopes that baby would have more time to develop those lungs. A week that really tested me, and grew my faith. I was 36 weeks, and baby was coming, ready or not. A call to my midwife, and advice to head for the hospital, even though I wasn’t contracting, because this whole pregnancy had its issues 🙂 Waking up hubby (who got bug eyed :)), scrambling to find someone to help do the morning milking. And a rush trying to pack my bag, call Mom, and get myself together. I had only 2 hrs. of sleep, and I remember feeling like I couldn’t even think what to pack. Realizing that I did not even have a newborn boys sleeper. It was my 1st time birthing at a hospital. It was my 5th child, and yet in a way it all felt new and scary.
We headed to the hospital around 4 and arrived at approximately 4:30. Still not contracting. The decision was made to put me on a drip, and get contractions going. And thus it began. I was hoping to have him in a few hours. 🙂 But my body said different. I would contract, and they would slowly start going away, then my dosage would go up, and they would start again, and die off again, and on and on it went 🙂 We walked the halls, chatted with my midwife, who by the way, got her sleep disturbed, and still came in to the hospital to be with us. All day. And we tried to snooze a bit. And up, up went the dosage. And contractions started getting worse. I like to say that this baby wanted to come before he was supposed to, but then he changed his mind, haha 🙂 My labor was not horrible. Just long. The last hour or so was hard. It is all a blur, as many of you know. That bit where all your focus is on that end goal. Trying to get through the pain. And I remember the back massages from my midwife, the squeezes to my hand from hubby, the praying , “God get me through”. There was such a neat moment, when a favorite nurse I had when I came in in premature labor at 34 weeks, came in to start her shift right as I was nearing delivery. I don’t even think I acknowledged her much because I was in too much pain, but I remember thinking how God worked. She told me she had heard I was in, but was sure she would miss the birth, because they all knew how far along I was already. She was so surprised to make the delivery 🙂
A few pushes later, with the Dr. barely in the room, and he was here! Crying. “It’s a boy!”. More crying, from baby and the mom and dad 🙂 And our world was changed again. Darian Kent, 6lbs., 13 oz. Beautiful baby boy.
There was still pain to bear, some concern, and me thinking please let it be done. I remember clinging to him, trying to shut out the pain from what I knew was necessary. As I look back, I marvel at how God works, and sustains us . I can say every bit of it was worth it! Every bit! It is why we as mothers choose to go through it all again. 🙂
I still get emotional as I remember. And as I look at how big my boy is getting. I remember how he slept so much during the day. How I woke him to feed him because he had high bilirubin levels. How I had to take him again and again to get his little heel pricked. The wonderful meals that came. That baby smell. A new normal.
Thank you for taking this little trip down memory lane with me 🙂 I would love to hear stories from you, my readers 🙂 So interesting how each child is different! And here are a few pictures of my baby now. He no longer resembles that skinny little dark haired baby boy 🙂I snapped this one as he snoozed this morning. Can you tell I love sleeping pictures? 🙂
Enjoy your Sunday, friends!!
Friends! Hello!! It’s been over a month since I posted. What!! In that month I’ve been swimming through laundry, diaper changes, sibling rivalry, a husband that is often working away with a custom crew, paying bills, growing my business, some canning, and trying to play catch up with farm records. I know I’m not alone 🙂 A lady at the park asked me how I do it with 5. I said “with God’s grace”. And I meant every word! Whether you have none, one or two, or 11, relying on God is key to living life!
Some photos… Building a pen for chickens. Preparing “Ole Reddy” for the fair. There was lots of interesting sprints and strength training exercise she gave the men around here 🙂My sweet girl has really been testing me lately! I think it may have to do with a certain new someone 🙂 I can’t believe how Darian looks here! Just a few short weeks ago, and now he is so chunky!! The cats stayed around, which speaks greatly about their resilience 😉 Their 9 lives may have been reduced to a lower number. Hahaha!In his Daddy’s arms. Would you look at him!? Honestly, I already forget how tiny he was!! And the days of running him to get his bilirubin checked seem like a lifetime away. He doesn’t sleep nearly as much, and loves to be held, but he is, and I say this quietly lest I change things :), my best nighttime sleeper!!Sweet babes of mine ❤She loves him dearly, just not always in the nicest of ways 🙂These 2! Cute like their daddy 😉
Back again, after writing the above part weeks ago.It’s high time to finish it! 🙂
So are you wondering about my title? Accepting with humbleness.. It’s something I’ve had good practice doing lately. And it’s not always the easiest thing for me either.
I post this not for pity, for we all have our struggles. But this summer was not the easiest. After my hospital stay and Darian’s birth, the bills started rolling in. Rather large ones. And we had previously dropped our insurance, and we were soon expecting , so even if we had signed up with someone, because I was already pregnant, I wasn’t able to get coverage.
We accepted responsibility for this, but it did not make it any easier, when you see those big bills. I will be completely transparent, and tell you that sometimes I’d sit down to pay bills, see the balance in the checkbook, and end up in tears. Added to the stress was the very low milk price, that every dairy farmer will understand. When you are working hard, and can barely cover the feed bills, etc., sometimes you wonder why you do what you do?
God was teaching me something through it all. For when we are weak, He is strong! I realized that I relied entirely too much on the money in the bank. On being at a comfortable place in life. And just when I’d think, How is this going to work,God showed up. He showed up in the blessing of meals, babysitting, etc. He showed up in monetary gifts from family and friends, so much more than we deserved!! He showed up when I went to the mailbox, and discovered an envelope with a $100 bill and no name. I still don’t know who gave it, but if they only knew how it touched our hearts!! He showed up when I started sharing about some amazing supplements we are taking, and I was able to earn some money on the side. Sometimes just when I felt so discouraged, He sent someone my way. They helped me, and I could help them. How wonderful is that?! I am so grateful for answered prayers! I write this in tears, because in a matter of a few months, we were able to pay off all our hospital bills, because of God’s grace, and the help of those who cared about us. Friends, God cares! I can not emphasize that enough! If you are walking through a valley, give it to Him! And do your best, the best you can do, and wait on Him! I know so many that have been in the valley, and still are, and I can’t begin to understand. But if I can say one thing, it is that if you ask Him, He will walk through it with you!
I was at a seminar last Saturday, and the speaker encouraged us to wake up each day with a question. “Who can I add value to today?” Friends, that is powerful and amazing!! Do it! Even when you don’t want to! Because when we look outside of ourself, outside of our struggles, God can use us in amazing ways!!
When you return to a room 3 times before you actually remember the reason you went there in the 1st place.
When you reheat your coffee pretty much every. single. time. 🙂
When you find $45.00 of your cash in their toy cash register. Yes, this happened. And on the bright side, it was like a present to myself when I found it 🙂
When your child is telling you exactly what they think is going to happen, and you say “Who died and made you the boss?” Ok, maybe mature mothers don’t say that, but I did. The response from my 4 yr. old was, “God did” Ok then. 🙂When you feel too busy to edit photos for your blog. Or you just don’t care 🙂
When you put the children to bed and eat that bedtime snack in peace. No interruptions. Can I get an AMEN?! 😉
When needing a moment finds you in a corner somewhere stuffing chocolate in your mouth. I’ve never done this, of course! 😉
If you care too, leave me a comment to add to this “You know you’re a mom” theme 🙂
We are soaking up the baby days here. Many fights over him, timers being used so everyone gets a turn ;), etc. He spent time on the biliblanket, and for a week I took him to get his levels checked. Every time the nurses would see me walk in, they’d say “Not again!” 🙂 I felt the same way. Poor baby had marks all over his heels. But after staying on the blanket for 3 days, he came off that, and his levels slowly came down. He looked like a little glowworm with it on. He did really well, even though it had to be uncomfortable. I was thankful he wasn’t too fussy, because that would have been wearying! And that thumb in the mouth! I can’t handle the cuteness! 🙂 Those sleepy smiles..Tired boys ❤Bath time. The children crowd around, till I ask for space 🙂 Or on occasion, lose my temper. Yes, I do that way too often 😦These are days that fly past in a blur of feedings, diaper changes, and the care of a family. Days that I want to hold tight to, and not forget. Those baby grunts, the way he pushes his little butt out :), the baby smell. All of it.Baby clothes and the way they smell. A friend that stopped in to meet baby. When I look at his little toes and fingers, so perfectly formed, I can’t help but be amazed at the miracle of it all!I took this picture this morning with my phone, when we were both feeling sleepy. His cheeks are starting to fill out a bit 🙂 He is 4 weeks old today, and tomorrow was my due date. I’m so glad he’s here already 🙂 Babies are just the best!
May you be blessed with a good week!