Well, of course, it is from one of my favorites-- Steel Magnolias.
I firmly believe that every facet of life can be complimented by a quote from Steel Magnolias. And for me? This quote matches up exactly with what's going on in my life right now.
Daddy, It's Time....
for me to update this silly blog. It's a curse, this blog. It takes time out of my already hectic schedule to update. Also, it requires brain cells that I seem to be lacking these days due to sleep deprivation and allergies. BUT, if I don't update I feel regret for not documenting our lives these days because they are indeed busy, but blessed, and I want to be able to remember everything. And it is also a form of therapy for me because I love to write and I truly miss it when I am not doing it. So, there.
Daddy, It's Time....
to update y'all on my kiddos!
Oh my goodness, our little crew is so fun. Nick and I have a pretty good handle on tag-teaming these rascals, and a lot of days, we are in bed right after they are put down, but oh my goodness we love them. So, let's start with the oldest--
We just finished his first season of Upward basketball and he did great! He got at least a couple of baskets each game. It was so fun to see him get on that court and put that man-on-man defence to work! He was a little hustler. T-ball is right around the corner and we are looking forward to another season watching him smack that ball!
Austin turned 3 in January! How can I describe my baby boy? He is a ham. Always smiling. Always cracking jokes. Seriously, this guy thinks when he is in trouble that all he has to do is curl up a smile and he gets out of it. And I hate to say this, but sometimes, it works. I just can't help it. Because of his total go-with-the-flow attitude, it has also been quite a feat to potty train him. He doesn't care. Really. It doesn't bother him to go wherever the world takes him. Pee in his pants, pee in the backyard, pee in downtown Ruston-- The guy just does not care. I am happy to report his is safely peeing in the potty now! Bless God!
He is a great eater too. He will try anything and doesn't have quite the picky appetite his big brother does. I am super thankful for that. He loves anything that rolls and he is especially into dirt bikes right now. Our little Aussie keeps us running and he is such a sweetie.
Emmaline is 3 months, y'all! How did that happen? I just had her like last Tuesday, right? No, not really, but it has flown by. She is truly a third child in all respects and has fit in perfectly. She has a very easy demeanor. She smiles all the time and I can get her to laugh out loud by tickling around her neck. She has adjusted great to the babysitter. She is a smaller baby, but her appetite is mighty- 5 ounces at each feeding and she has been waking up at night to eat too. But I have told her that can stop at any moment...I am really okay with that. The lady is hungry.
Daddy, It's Time...
for that little booger to sleep through the night. Y'all. I am ready. So ready. And let's just say Emmaline knows when I brag on her so we are not going to say that she is doing better this week, we are just going to say she is improving. I am serious. She knows and this Momma needs some sleep!
Daddy, It's Time...
to move into our house! We are almost through! Maybe another 6 weeks! Everything is completed on the outside and floors, cabinets, trim, and flooring are going in this week and next. I can't believe it.
Daddy, It's Time...
to get back to the running. I started back full-time when Em was 6 weeks old. I attempted a 30 minute run when she was 3 weeks old and that was a mistake- I can't remember who I heard this from, but this statement lines up with how I felt after that...My insides were definitely cussing me out by the end of that run. But, I was good to go after 6 weeks. I have been averaging about 15-20 miles a week and have completed 4 5Ks. It feels good to be back in the groove of things!
I can't explain what running does for my soul. It is dirt cheap therapy and provides me some time to think, pray, rationalize, have adult conversations with my running buddies, and provide great benefits for my innards and outards.
Daddy, It's Time....
to realize how blessed I am! I say this because many days, after working all day and getting up super early, I am, let's just say, a little less than pleasant. A bear? A lion? Yep, I can growl and be miserable to be around and I feel so terrible after acting like a jerk. But, it happens! I have good days and bad days and I am trying so hard to realize this season will soon pass and I will miss it.
I truly feel like God has me right where I need to be- a working mother. I wasn't always happy being this, but after having Emmaline, God has given me a peace about it and I know this is indeed right where I need to be.
Daddy, It's Time....
to get real with y'all. Being a mother is hard business. Being a working mother is hard business. There are so many conflicting emotions I feel and fight on a daily basis. I knew my first few weeks at work were going to be a challenge. And let me tell y'all. I have overcome those stinky emotions this week and I know, in Jesus' name, I will overcome them when they resurface again. It is okay to feel overwhelmed and at your breaking point, but it is how you deal with it that really matters.
How is it that you stare at all these wonderful blessing dead-square in the face and still feel such inadequacy and sadness? Well, it's hormones! And life! And the stupid world! It can always get ya down, but leaning on Him is what really matters...
Daddy (Abba Father), it's time to really come to grips with Your True Power. You have the power to heal. You have to power to give and to take away. You let us endure seasons of drought and showers all in Your perfect timing because it is how we grow towards You- which is really what You truly desire from us-- to be completely reliant upon You. Well guess what? I know this girl couldn't do it without You. In those days when I show up at work late, covered in spit-up, toothpaste on my upper lip, I know I am going to make it- because of You. You are my refuge, my strength, and my Heavenly Father and it is time to realize you can free me of all guilt, bondage, inadequacy, and being overwhelmed. Abba Father, it's time to realize that.
I have missed y'all. I promise I will be back.
















































