Thursday, May 31, 2007
!?!FRESHMEN YEAR!?!
I JUST COMPLETED JUNIOR HIGH AND I'VE BEEN HOME SCHOOLED 4 THE LAST 2 YEARS SO I'M REALLY SCARED BUT EXCITED @ THE SAME TIME. I WANT 2 GO BUT I'M SO SCARED I MEAN WHAT IF I'M DUMBER THAN THE OTHERS OR SMARTER THAN THE OTHERS WHAT IF I SIT DOWN @ LUNCH AND EVERYONE GETS UP AND MOVES!!! THIS IS WHAT KEEPS REPEATING IN MY MIND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. BUT THEN I FINALLY REALIZED THAT I CAN KEEP WORRYING ABOUT THIS AND BE TERRIFIED OR I CAN STOP GETTING SCARED AND JUST GO OUT AND LIVE AND DEAL WITH THINGS AS THEY COME! IF YOUR SCARED ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL JUST REMEMBER THAT EVERYONE ELSE IS SCARED TOO. SO JUST PRAY AND LET GOD HELP YOU IF YOU KEEP CLOSE WITH GOD NOTHING ELSE CAN GET IN YOUR WAY JUST STAND FIRM WITH WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN CUZ NO ONE CAN TAKE THAT AWAY FROM YOU. JUST REMEMBER THAT EVERYTHING WILL BE JUST FINE! I WILL LET YOU KNOW HOW MY FIRST DAY GOES SO LEAVE A COMMENT ABOUT YOUR FRESHMEN YEAR OR TELL ME WHAT YOUR SCARED ABOUT FOR SCHOOL NEXT YEAR AND MAYBE YOU'LL SEE YOUR ADVICE OR STORY ON ONE OF MY POSTS AND MAYBE IT WILL HELP SOMEONE OUT!!!
Friday, May 25, 2007
SCRAP BOOKING
A SCRAP BOOK IS A NICE WAY OF PLACING PICTURES ON A PAGE. SCRAP BOOKS ARE MADE 2 B MEMORIES OF THE THINGS YOU LOVE PUT ONTO YOUR OWN PAGES. WHAT DO YOU PUT ON A PAGE? WHAT TYPE OF MEMORY IS QUALIFIED 4 ITS OWN PAGE?
THESE R THE QUESTIONS I ASK MYSELF. I WANT MY PAGE TO MEAN SOMETHING. I WANT PEOPLE 2 SEE WHAT I HAVE DONE AND KNOW A LITTLE MORE ABOUT ME. YOUR PROBABLY THINKING THAT SCRAP BOOKING ISN'T THAT IMPORTANT & YOUR RIGHT, BUT WHO YOU ARE IS IMPORTANT AND THOUGH A PAGE OF MEMORIES HOLDS JUST A TINY PART OF YOUR LIFE IT SHOWS WHO YOU ARE AND WHO YOU WANT 2 B.
THESE R THE QUESTIONS I ASK MYSELF. I WANT MY PAGE TO MEAN SOMETHING. I WANT PEOPLE 2 SEE WHAT I HAVE DONE AND KNOW A LITTLE MORE ABOUT ME. YOUR PROBABLY THINKING THAT SCRAP BOOKING ISN'T THAT IMPORTANT & YOUR RIGHT, BUT WHO YOU ARE IS IMPORTANT AND THOUGH A PAGE OF MEMORIES HOLDS JUST A TINY PART OF YOUR LIFE IT SHOWS WHO YOU ARE AND WHO YOU WANT 2 B.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
LET ME KNOW
SOME OF THE MUSIC VIDEOS ON THIS PAGE WILL CHANGE BE ADDED OR REPLACED WITHOUT MY KNOWING SO IF YOU SEE ANYTHING INAPPROPRIATE LET ME KNOW SO I CAN GET RID OF IT ILL KEEP MY EYE OUT FOR THEM AS WELL THANKS!
SONG 2 LISTEN 2
IVE BEEN LISTENING TO A GREAT SONG CALLED THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND BY THE CHRISTIAN MUSIC SINGER SAWYER BROWN YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO THIS SONG. YOU CAN HEAR IT ON WFRN AND I THINK YOU CAN ALSO HEAR IT ON PULSE. ITS A GREAT SONG! TELL ME IF YOU LIKE IT!
Sunday, May 13, 2007
A GREAT WOMAN & A WONDERFUL MOM
(in honor of mothers day)
MY MOM HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH. WHEN SHE WAS A CHILD SHE WAS BEATEN ALL THE TIME. IF I COULD NAME OFF A LIST OF THINGS THAT COULD MAKE MY LIFE SEEM LIKE A REAL BIG DEAL MY MOMS PROBABLY HAD TO DEAL WITH MOST OF THOSE.
MY MOM WROTE HER TESTIMONY OF SOME OF THE THINGS THAT SHE HAS BEEN THROUGH WILE BEING A MOTHER AND MY MOM DOESN'T KNOW THIS BUT I'M LETTING YOU READ IT :
His Ways are much higher than mine.
"As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9
As a child I dreamed of being a mother. I had such a rough childhood, and pictured being in the arms of someone loving and comforting. I decided then that when I was older I would be an awesome mom. I wanted to be loving, gentle and kind, to be everything to my children that they needed me to be.
Many moons later after marrying my prince the time had come. Expecting my first child
I was so very excited. It didn’t come without many complications however. After 6 weeks of ongoing labor, bed rest and in and out of the hospital. My miracle arrived; God had blessed us with our little Tara Marie. She had many shots of steroids, which had helped a lot. She ended up weighing 5lb.s 10oz. She had to have oxygen at the beginning; she was jaundice and was admitted back into the hospital at 1 week old due to an infection. But nonetheless God had touched our lives and filled our hearts with this amazing gift.
Well shortly after Tara we found that we were expecting yet again on Tara’s birthday. But we never made it to the due date. This pregnancy started out wonderful and pretty much stayed that way until she was born. Tara and I got an ok from my doctor to go see my grandma who lived about 7 hours away. She was having hip trouble so I was going to help out. However about 5 hours into the trip I started hemorrhaging. I got to my grandmas and ended up in the hospital. While in labor I was nursing Tara who was 3 days under 9 months old. My grandma could’nt take care of her because of her hip. So between the nurses and me we managed. Scott and his parents headed to meet me. The doctor came in and said they had to take the baby. If they didn’t they said the baby and I would both die. I begged them not to take her, but they said I couldn’t make that decision because I was loosing so much blood that I wasn’t making a smart decision. They rushed me to the operating room and opened me up and at that moment my husband walked in. I was so relieved. They had made the incision and pulled her out in 60 seconds. Scott and I were shocked, as she was so very small. 1lb. 9 oz. to be exact. They took me to my room and later brought Kayla into the room in a closed Islet, they brought her to me to say goodbye before they could airlift her to Columbus children’s hospital. When I looked at her she had this little strap thing around her stomach that looked like a rubber band I asked the nurse what it was and she replied it was her seatbelt, at that moment I fell apart. The seriousness of the moment broke me. I talked the doctors in to letting me out of the hospital the next day to go to my Kayla. When Scott and I arrived there were lots of people around her she almost died the first night. Kayla had many of ups and downs each day. After about 11 days they said she was stable and expected her to live. Scott and I needed to go back to Indiana and pick up Tara and some clothes and come back. We drove to a church and asked if they would visit Kayla while we were gone and they said yes. We went home and stayed 2 nights. The morning before thanksgiving we were getting ready to go and see Kayla. I called several times a day those 2 days to check on her and that morning something did not feel right, when I asked the nurse about Kayla. So I called her again and asked her point blank, she said Kayla took a turn for the worse and probably would not make it till we got their. She didn’t want to tell us because we had a 4 and ½ hour trip ahead of us. Scott and I took off immediately. At that time Scott worked for wfrn radio, and 3 times before driving out of the radio listening area we heard them begging the listeners for prayer and saying unless God intervened Kayla would die. Scott and I made the trip in 3 hours. When we got to the sink to wash in the doctor met us and said theirs nothing we can do. Scott and I went to our baby who was very blue, they kept her alive till we got there with a hand held bag. Scott and I dropped to our knees tears streaming praying to God. Kayla went to be with Jesus moments later on Nov. 24th 1993.
I’d prepared for the possibly that she could die, but hadn’t expected it. I told myself as we made the drive, that with all the prayers that had been offered, no matter what the outcome, God had put his blessing on this. So as we lay there crying I didn’t feel Gods tears with us, He had known what was best for Kayla, and for us. So why should God cry? I believed that my God did what he thought was best. Although we were struggling with grief, He felt no doubts, no pain, and no regrets.
Weeks passed and God opened up our eyes. The all-knowing God that took our baby was also an all-loving God. I saw us again huddled there on the floor as he wrapped us in his arms and released a loud moan over the parents of a little girl that they were sure to miss. A little girl they were sure to love. His sorrow came not for Kayla, they came for us.
Then after getting a birth control shot I got pregnant again in march. This pregnancy was by far the hardest. I hemorrhaged pretty much the whole pregnancy; all of the children were premature due to something called placenta abruption. This is where the placenta tears away from the uterus. I was in and out of the hospital the whole pregnancy, however at 19and ½ weeks I was admitted for the remainder of the time. Every day was very long, my husband stayed by my side as we almost delivered every day. When you have abruptions you contract most of the time. I was on very dangerous meds to try and keep from delivering. After many blood transfusions, very little sleep I gave birth to precious 1lb.91/2oz. Tyler Samuel. What a sweet baby. Tyler’s life was full of ups and downs. The first month very difficult but did then improve. At 4 months old after 3 or 4 home visits and living at the hospital nursing my baby Tyler came home with monitors oxygen and lots of meds and a nurse would come a few hours a day. After about 62 hours at home Tyler’s alarm went off (it often did but usually it was a false alarm as they are very sensitive) this time it was for real. Tyler was blue. I did CPR while Scott drove just a mile down the street to the hospital. Goshen wasn’t used to a 4 lb. Baby so they didn’t have the right equipment. So the nurses and Scott and I bagged him. They sent Tyler by ambulance back to South Bend Memorial and then to Riley. Tyler didn’t struggle with just one disability, he fought many. He was blind, deaf, had a tracheotomy, a shunt, brain hemorrhages, rickets, four rectal prolepses, and possibly cerebral palsy and retardation. I remember one of the doctors at Riley’s Children Hospital, telling us that they have seen all of this before, but never all in the same child. Doctors were good at giving us statistics. If ninety-seven percent were one way, Tyler was always in the other three percent. After surgeries, and sedation every four hours the next four months and many prayers the doctors at Riley were convinced that Tyler would not survive and if he did he would be sedated and miserable. We had many doctors’ specialists etc. Examine Tyler to be sure. Out of about 50 people it was unanimous. They all gave no hope for Tyler. After lots of prayer Scott and I decided to take all tubes and machines tracheas etc off of Tyler and leave it into Gods hands we knew that if Tyler was to live the tubes and machines being stopped would not stop God, and it was time to give it completely into His hands. After taking all the machines and tubes off they let me dress my son. They took me and Scott and Tyler along with our pastor and the doctor into a room and 1st they gave Tyler some pain med so he wouldn’t suffer and for thirty minutes we held our precious baby we showered him with kisses hugs and prayers and many tears and ushered him into the presence of God. As Tyler took his last breath I handed him to Scott. That was the first time since his birth that I saw my son without tubes and without a struggle. God took yet one more sweet and precious child home to heaven. Our son had lots of love, not only from us, but the nurses loved him too. Tyler had plenty of prayer, not just from us, but also from the whole community. Sometimes as time passes, we can look back with greater understanding, we see how God was working. Tyler went to be with Jesus May 23 1995.
After Tyler died I went to IU med center and had more tests done to see why I had so much trouble carrying my children and see if their was anything we could do to insure a healthy pregnancy. At that time they gave me a plan for trying again. Dec. of 1995 I got pregnant and it seemed to be going great! I was 4 ½ months along and began bleeding once again. Scott and I went to the doctor and found out that we had miscarried. Our baby that Tara had nicked named little foot had also gone home to be with Jesus in April of 1996. I had a lot of sadness over all of the loss in my life yet a joy that I still had a beautiful sweet little girl. But I still had a void that I could not fill. I cried out to God time and time again. In December of 1996 God gave Scott and I a word of encouragement in the prophetic nature through our daughter Tara. She was 6weeks shy of 4 years old. She came and sat on our lap and said mommy I’m going to have a brother and a sister. I want a sister 1st but I’m going to get a brother 1st from your tummy then I’m going to get a sister that does not come from your tummy because God loves babies that don’t come from our tummies too. Well little did I know, but 2 weeks later found out that we were indeed expecting. This pregnancy started off a little rough with spotting and stuff but wasn’t too bad. At 16 weeks, IU med center wanted to run some tests. 2 days later at night I got a call from my doctor. They had finally found the problem. I had antiphospholipid syndrome. That is an antibody in the body that treats the baby as if it is a foreign body and fights against it and tries to expel it. Most people have miscarriages early on with this. But for me my antibodies grew the longer I was pregnant. They started by getting me a nurse that checked in with me every 2 to 3 days. They taught me how to give myself steroid shots into my stomach 2 times a day and gave me some other meds. They also hooked me up to a contraction belt at home and monitored me. The treatment bought me a few more weeks than with the other 2 early births. At 29 weeks on July 3rd Cameron Scott was born. He weighed 2 lbs 1oz. Cameron was stronger than the others but still had many ups and downs. He had both retinas detach and had surgery on both. PTL it was successful. He also had premature lungs that caused some struggles. Cam was in the hospital 10 weeks and Thank the Lord He came home to us. What a blessing. Tara was right. God gave us a son and gave her a brother. When Cam was 1 year old we found out that Cam was deaf. Yes this has been very difficult but Cam is very healthy and as many of you know very active!!!! What a blessing he is to our life and we thank God for this miracle.
After Cam was born I ended up having a hysterectomy. They went in for an ovary and found severe endometriosis and cysts and benign tumors all over, and ended up taking it all. So I can no longer have children, as Tara would say from my tummy however Scott and I still have the desire for a daughter if God does indeed desire to bless us with that awesome treasure. God has indeed been faithful he has worked through these situations many times. I know that some struggle in other areas, some have trouble getting pregnant, and I don’t know why that is and I ache for them as well. I do know however that God is God and through the good times and the bad times I will praise Him! He never said it would be easy, He only said that he would never leave me nor forsake me. And that He would never give me more than I can handle. God’s ways are indeed higher than mine and I thank Him for that because as hard as it has all been I would not trade these experiences for anything, they have helped to make me who I am and they have given me 2 living children who bring me such joy and 3 children who I am honored to have got to know and blessed to have shared in their short life. The mark these tiny footprints have made on my heart will last a lifetime. I thank God for holding my hand and helping through each day. And most of all for the hope I have in Christ that I will see them again on the other side, but until then my sweet Kayla, precious Tyler and dearest little foot are safe in the arms of my Father, my friend and my God!!!
THAT WAS MY MOMS STORY AND I HOPE IT TOUCHED YOUR HEART AS IT DID MINE. MY MOM IS A FAITHFUL CHRISTIAN A HOME SCHOOL TEACHER A ONE OF THE GREATEST PEOPLE YOU COULD EVER MEET!
MY MOM HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH. WHEN SHE WAS A CHILD SHE WAS BEATEN ALL THE TIME. IF I COULD NAME OFF A LIST OF THINGS THAT COULD MAKE MY LIFE SEEM LIKE A REAL BIG DEAL MY MOMS PROBABLY HAD TO DEAL WITH MOST OF THOSE.
MY MOM WROTE HER TESTIMONY OF SOME OF THE THINGS THAT SHE HAS BEEN THROUGH WILE BEING A MOTHER AND MY MOM DOESN'T KNOW THIS BUT I'M LETTING YOU READ IT :
His Ways are much higher than mine.
"As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9
As a child I dreamed of being a mother. I had such a rough childhood, and pictured being in the arms of someone loving and comforting. I decided then that when I was older I would be an awesome mom. I wanted to be loving, gentle and kind, to be everything to my children that they needed me to be.
Many moons later after marrying my prince the time had come. Expecting my first child
I was so very excited. It didn’t come without many complications however. After 6 weeks of ongoing labor, bed rest and in and out of the hospital. My miracle arrived; God had blessed us with our little Tara Marie. She had many shots of steroids, which had helped a lot. She ended up weighing 5lb.s 10oz. She had to have oxygen at the beginning; she was jaundice and was admitted back into the hospital at 1 week old due to an infection. But nonetheless God had touched our lives and filled our hearts with this amazing gift.
Well shortly after Tara we found that we were expecting yet again on Tara’s birthday. But we never made it to the due date. This pregnancy started out wonderful and pretty much stayed that way until she was born. Tara and I got an ok from my doctor to go see my grandma who lived about 7 hours away. She was having hip trouble so I was going to help out. However about 5 hours into the trip I started hemorrhaging. I got to my grandmas and ended up in the hospital. While in labor I was nursing Tara who was 3 days under 9 months old. My grandma could’nt take care of her because of her hip. So between the nurses and me we managed. Scott and his parents headed to meet me. The doctor came in and said they had to take the baby. If they didn’t they said the baby and I would both die. I begged them not to take her, but they said I couldn’t make that decision because I was loosing so much blood that I wasn’t making a smart decision. They rushed me to the operating room and opened me up and at that moment my husband walked in. I was so relieved. They had made the incision and pulled her out in 60 seconds. Scott and I were shocked, as she was so very small. 1lb. 9 oz. to be exact. They took me to my room and later brought Kayla into the room in a closed Islet, they brought her to me to say goodbye before they could airlift her to Columbus children’s hospital. When I looked at her she had this little strap thing around her stomach that looked like a rubber band I asked the nurse what it was and she replied it was her seatbelt, at that moment I fell apart. The seriousness of the moment broke me. I talked the doctors in to letting me out of the hospital the next day to go to my Kayla. When Scott and I arrived there were lots of people around her she almost died the first night. Kayla had many of ups and downs each day. After about 11 days they said she was stable and expected her to live. Scott and I needed to go back to Indiana and pick up Tara and some clothes and come back. We drove to a church and asked if they would visit Kayla while we were gone and they said yes. We went home and stayed 2 nights. The morning before thanksgiving we were getting ready to go and see Kayla. I called several times a day those 2 days to check on her and that morning something did not feel right, when I asked the nurse about Kayla. So I called her again and asked her point blank, she said Kayla took a turn for the worse and probably would not make it till we got their. She didn’t want to tell us because we had a 4 and ½ hour trip ahead of us. Scott and I took off immediately. At that time Scott worked for wfrn radio, and 3 times before driving out of the radio listening area we heard them begging the listeners for prayer and saying unless God intervened Kayla would die. Scott and I made the trip in 3 hours. When we got to the sink to wash in the doctor met us and said theirs nothing we can do. Scott and I went to our baby who was very blue, they kept her alive till we got there with a hand held bag. Scott and I dropped to our knees tears streaming praying to God. Kayla went to be with Jesus moments later on Nov. 24th 1993.
I’d prepared for the possibly that she could die, but hadn’t expected it. I told myself as we made the drive, that with all the prayers that had been offered, no matter what the outcome, God had put his blessing on this. So as we lay there crying I didn’t feel Gods tears with us, He had known what was best for Kayla, and for us. So why should God cry? I believed that my God did what he thought was best. Although we were struggling with grief, He felt no doubts, no pain, and no regrets.
Weeks passed and God opened up our eyes. The all-knowing God that took our baby was also an all-loving God. I saw us again huddled there on the floor as he wrapped us in his arms and released a loud moan over the parents of a little girl that they were sure to miss. A little girl they were sure to love. His sorrow came not for Kayla, they came for us.
Then after getting a birth control shot I got pregnant again in march. This pregnancy was by far the hardest. I hemorrhaged pretty much the whole pregnancy; all of the children were premature due to something called placenta abruption. This is where the placenta tears away from the uterus. I was in and out of the hospital the whole pregnancy, however at 19and ½ weeks I was admitted for the remainder of the time. Every day was very long, my husband stayed by my side as we almost delivered every day. When you have abruptions you contract most of the time. I was on very dangerous meds to try and keep from delivering. After many blood transfusions, very little sleep I gave birth to precious 1lb.91/2oz. Tyler Samuel. What a sweet baby. Tyler’s life was full of ups and downs. The first month very difficult but did then improve. At 4 months old after 3 or 4 home visits and living at the hospital nursing my baby Tyler came home with monitors oxygen and lots of meds and a nurse would come a few hours a day. After about 62 hours at home Tyler’s alarm went off (it often did but usually it was a false alarm as they are very sensitive) this time it was for real. Tyler was blue. I did CPR while Scott drove just a mile down the street to the hospital. Goshen wasn’t used to a 4 lb. Baby so they didn’t have the right equipment. So the nurses and Scott and I bagged him. They sent Tyler by ambulance back to South Bend Memorial and then to Riley. Tyler didn’t struggle with just one disability, he fought many. He was blind, deaf, had a tracheotomy, a shunt, brain hemorrhages, rickets, four rectal prolepses, and possibly cerebral palsy and retardation. I remember one of the doctors at Riley’s Children Hospital, telling us that they have seen all of this before, but never all in the same child. Doctors were good at giving us statistics. If ninety-seven percent were one way, Tyler was always in the other three percent. After surgeries, and sedation every four hours the next four months and many prayers the doctors at Riley were convinced that Tyler would not survive and if he did he would be sedated and miserable. We had many doctors’ specialists etc. Examine Tyler to be sure. Out of about 50 people it was unanimous. They all gave no hope for Tyler. After lots of prayer Scott and I decided to take all tubes and machines tracheas etc off of Tyler and leave it into Gods hands we knew that if Tyler was to live the tubes and machines being stopped would not stop God, and it was time to give it completely into His hands. After taking all the machines and tubes off they let me dress my son. They took me and Scott and Tyler along with our pastor and the doctor into a room and 1st they gave Tyler some pain med so he wouldn’t suffer and for thirty minutes we held our precious baby we showered him with kisses hugs and prayers and many tears and ushered him into the presence of God. As Tyler took his last breath I handed him to Scott. That was the first time since his birth that I saw my son without tubes and without a struggle. God took yet one more sweet and precious child home to heaven. Our son had lots of love, not only from us, but the nurses loved him too. Tyler had plenty of prayer, not just from us, but also from the whole community. Sometimes as time passes, we can look back with greater understanding, we see how God was working. Tyler went to be with Jesus May 23 1995.
After Tyler died I went to IU med center and had more tests done to see why I had so much trouble carrying my children and see if their was anything we could do to insure a healthy pregnancy. At that time they gave me a plan for trying again. Dec. of 1995 I got pregnant and it seemed to be going great! I was 4 ½ months along and began bleeding once again. Scott and I went to the doctor and found out that we had miscarried. Our baby that Tara had nicked named little foot had also gone home to be with Jesus in April of 1996. I had a lot of sadness over all of the loss in my life yet a joy that I still had a beautiful sweet little girl. But I still had a void that I could not fill. I cried out to God time and time again. In December of 1996 God gave Scott and I a word of encouragement in the prophetic nature through our daughter Tara. She was 6weeks shy of 4 years old. She came and sat on our lap and said mommy I’m going to have a brother and a sister. I want a sister 1st but I’m going to get a brother 1st from your tummy then I’m going to get a sister that does not come from your tummy because God loves babies that don’t come from our tummies too. Well little did I know, but 2 weeks later found out that we were indeed expecting. This pregnancy started off a little rough with spotting and stuff but wasn’t too bad. At 16 weeks, IU med center wanted to run some tests. 2 days later at night I got a call from my doctor. They had finally found the problem. I had antiphospholipid syndrome. That is an antibody in the body that treats the baby as if it is a foreign body and fights against it and tries to expel it. Most people have miscarriages early on with this. But for me my antibodies grew the longer I was pregnant. They started by getting me a nurse that checked in with me every 2 to 3 days. They taught me how to give myself steroid shots into my stomach 2 times a day and gave me some other meds. They also hooked me up to a contraction belt at home and monitored me. The treatment bought me a few more weeks than with the other 2 early births. At 29 weeks on July 3rd Cameron Scott was born. He weighed 2 lbs 1oz. Cameron was stronger than the others but still had many ups and downs. He had both retinas detach and had surgery on both. PTL it was successful. He also had premature lungs that caused some struggles. Cam was in the hospital 10 weeks and Thank the Lord He came home to us. What a blessing. Tara was right. God gave us a son and gave her a brother. When Cam was 1 year old we found out that Cam was deaf. Yes this has been very difficult but Cam is very healthy and as many of you know very active!!!! What a blessing he is to our life and we thank God for this miracle.
After Cam was born I ended up having a hysterectomy. They went in for an ovary and found severe endometriosis and cysts and benign tumors all over, and ended up taking it all. So I can no longer have children, as Tara would say from my tummy however Scott and I still have the desire for a daughter if God does indeed desire to bless us with that awesome treasure. God has indeed been faithful he has worked through these situations many times. I know that some struggle in other areas, some have trouble getting pregnant, and I don’t know why that is and I ache for them as well. I do know however that God is God and through the good times and the bad times I will praise Him! He never said it would be easy, He only said that he would never leave me nor forsake me. And that He would never give me more than I can handle. God’s ways are indeed higher than mine and I thank Him for that because as hard as it has all been I would not trade these experiences for anything, they have helped to make me who I am and they have given me 2 living children who bring me such joy and 3 children who I am honored to have got to know and blessed to have shared in their short life. The mark these tiny footprints have made on my heart will last a lifetime. I thank God for holding my hand and helping through each day. And most of all for the hope I have in Christ that I will see them again on the other side, but until then my sweet Kayla, precious Tyler and dearest little foot are safe in the arms of my Father, my friend and my God!!!
THAT WAS MY MOMS STORY AND I HOPE IT TOUCHED YOUR HEART AS IT DID MINE. MY MOM IS A FAITHFUL CHRISTIAN A HOME SCHOOL TEACHER A ONE OF THE GREATEST PEOPLE YOU COULD EVER MEET!
Monday, May 7, 2007
I HEART PIGS
I LOVE PIGS!!! I DECIDED 2 START A PIG COLLECTION. SO FAR I ONLY HAVE 1 STUFFED ANIMAL PIG! SO IF YOU CAN HELP ME AND TELL ME WHERE I CAN FIND THINGS 4 MY COLLECTION LEAVE A COMMENT! I LOVE PIGS SOOOO MUCH AND I HOPE 2 SOMEDAY HAVE A REAL PIG AND A MINNI BARN!! LIKE MY DAD WOULD EVER LET THAT HAPPEN! OH WELL, I CAN STILL DREAM CANT I? I HEART PIGS!!!!
PIGS ROCK!!!!
PIGS ROCK!!!!
Saturday, May 5, 2007
IM FREE!!!!
HEY PEOPLE!!!! I FINALLY GOT MY LIFE BACK!!!!(WELL KIND OF) I WAS LOCKED UP IN MY HOUSE 4 ALMOST 2 WEEKS & I STILL AM I GUSS BUT NOW I HAVE MY FRIENDS 2!! I WILL B ABLE 2 GO 2 CHURCH 2MAROW!!! I CANT WAIT 2 ACTUALLY BE IN A DIFFERENT BUILDING WITH REAL PEOPLE!!! I'M SOOOOOO HAPPY!!
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