Dear Luralie,
Today is Sunday, June 10th and you have been at your GG's for the past two nights. I miss you so much but I know you are having a great time. Since our Outreach Team goes out today and we will not get back until close to mid-night, GG will bring you home and put you to bed. I cannot wait for the morning so I can get you up and kiss your sweet face!
I wanted to tell you about our day together this past Tuesday. We got up, headed into town, signed you up for dance camp, went to story time at the library, checked out a new book and Veggie Tales DVD, did some shopping (bought you some dive-sticks, sand toys, play shorts), had lunch at Chick-fil-a, checked out a little gym, played at the Galleria Splash Pad, shopped at HEB, you napped in the car (I took the longest way home at the slowest MPH possible), went swimming at the pool, dinner, bath, and bed. It was a glorious day indeed. You were so good. At HEB you spotted one of those race-car-carts and wanted me to get it... only problem was it was behind like 30 regular carts.. you told me "its ok, just move them over" lol. You were patient with me as I said, no but lets see if we can find another one. We looked one cart-return over and found a race-car-cart behind only 2 regular carts. You love playing the Buddy Buck game and did NOT want to sleep in the car, you said you wanted to nap in your bed. I explained that it would be a while before we got home, and if you napped in the car then we could go swimming. You conceded and were snoozing before we were 100 yards from the HEB parking lot!
On Thursday GG spent the night, you two were so giddy and excited for GG to sleep on your new trundle bed. GG said you did not make a peep once I closed the door and said goodnight.
I love you my Tinker Fairy.
~ Momma
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Rainbows
So back to my rainbow. My first summer as an SMT... way back when in 2004... it rained a lot that summer... I know you are thinking.. what?!?! Raining and Flooding at HLC? Yes. It is true. And the best thing is like every other day, almost, we saw a new rainbow.
And so, it was just a gentle reminder to me from my creator of the promises He has given me, and my family, and the whole world. That HE is in control; that HE has a plan. " I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Genesis 9:13"
Oh ya, did you notice the "pot of gold"?? Yes, it is HLC's new pool... and it is spectacular!!!!!!!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Tomorrow....
2.11.12 Tomorrow....
“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.” ― A.A. Milne
My brother went home to Heaven 2.11.01... eleven years ago tomorrow... I still miss him. My heart still aches. I wonder what we would be doing these days. What new jokes he might tell. His laugh and sense of humor were amazing. He would laugh at me. Today I passed out radios to our adult volunteers who came to help with Hot Hearts. He would laugh because the radios didn't have batteries in them... and my boss had been ''charging'' them all night! She and I had a good long laugh about it. It feels good to laugh... especially on a day when all I want to do is sit down and cry.
A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. But...there is no word for a parent who loses a child, that's how awful the loss is! - Neugeboren 1976, 154. My heart aches for my parents. Even more so now that I have a child of my own. I never knew how much space in my heart someone so small could occupy. I never knew how much it must hurt...
Oh Father, You have given
Much more than I deserve
And I have felt Your hand of blessing
On me at every turn
How could I doubt Your goodness
Your wisdom, Your grace
So Lord hear my heart
In this painful place
When all that I can sing
Is a broken hallelujah
When my only offering
Is shattered praise
Still a song of adoration
Will rise up from these ruins
I will worship You and give You thanks
Even when my only praise
Is a broken hallelujah
~Mandisa
“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.” ― A.A. Milne
My brother went home to Heaven 2.11.01... eleven years ago tomorrow... I still miss him. My heart still aches. I wonder what we would be doing these days. What new jokes he might tell. His laugh and sense of humor were amazing. He would laugh at me. Today I passed out radios to our adult volunteers who came to help with Hot Hearts. He would laugh because the radios didn't have batteries in them... and my boss had been ''charging'' them all night! She and I had a good long laugh about it. It feels good to laugh... especially on a day when all I want to do is sit down and cry.
A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. But...there is no word for a parent who loses a child, that's how awful the loss is! - Neugeboren 1976, 154. My heart aches for my parents. Even more so now that I have a child of my own. I never knew how much space in my heart someone so small could occupy. I never knew how much it must hurt...
Oh Father, You have given
Much more than I deserve
And I have felt Your hand of blessing
On me at every turn
How could I doubt Your goodness
Your wisdom, Your grace
So Lord hear my heart
In this painful place
When all that I can sing
Is a broken hallelujah
When my only offering
Is shattered praise
Still a song of adoration
Will rise up from these ruins
I will worship You and give You thanks
Even when my only praise
Is a broken hallelujah
~Mandisa
Monday, January 2, 2012
Day 1
Today was bittersweet. I went back to work. I missed my little girl like crazy and wondered what she was doing. I am totally blessed because I can peek out of my office window and see my little home.
Our church is doing a one week fast to help us focus and give the first part of our year to God. For seven days I am going with out meat or sweets (this includes breads and chips). Today was Day 1.
I began my day by reading "Starting your Day Right" and watching Joyce on TV. I am going to end it by reading "Ending your Day Right" and reading Proverbs 1 & 2 as I forgot to ready chapter 1 yesterday....
Well, Clay and I just got done lifting weights... bath then reading then bed.
Oh, tomorrow is my day off! :)
Our church is doing a one week fast to help us focus and give the first part of our year to God. For seven days I am going with out meat or sweets (this includes breads and chips). Today was Day 1.
I began my day by reading "Starting your Day Right" and watching Joyce on TV. I am going to end it by reading "Ending your Day Right" and reading Proverbs 1 & 2 as I forgot to ready chapter 1 yesterday....
Well, Clay and I just got done lifting weights... bath then reading then bed.
Oh, tomorrow is my day off! :)
Sunday, January 1, 2012
2012
Wow... I cannot believe it has been over a year since I have blogged.... well, one of my resolutions for 2012 is to blog more. I have been told by many a person that a goal (resolution) needs to be measurable (since by "more" I have accomplished this goal with this one post). One is more than none... so lets just say once a week.
Well, January 1, 2012 is the first day of a week, month, and year. Sadly is is the last day of my vacation. I have not been at work since December 15 and I have enjoyed immensely my time with my Lura-Bug. I am sad for this sweet season to come to a close. However, I love my job and am thankful to work with such wonderful people in such a wonderful place. I am blessed.
Today we went to church as a family (love), ate lunch, grocery shopped while Clay and Luralie played trains at B& N, ran/walked 1.5 miles during nap time (Lura put herself to sleep PTL and slept from 3-5), new recipe for dinner (my Momma's mexican chicken), bath time, scrabble, wrote some snail mail, FB and now blogging.
Another resolution is to go to bed earlier... since it is almost 11 I had better get a move on!
Good Night Dear Void.
Well, January 1, 2012 is the first day of a week, month, and year. Sadly is is the last day of my vacation. I have not been at work since December 15 and I have enjoyed immensely my time with my Lura-Bug. I am sad for this sweet season to come to a close. However, I love my job and am thankful to work with such wonderful people in such a wonderful place. I am blessed.
Today we went to church as a family (love), ate lunch, grocery shopped while Clay and Luralie played trains at B& N, ran/walked 1.5 miles during nap time (Lura put herself to sleep PTL and slept from 3-5), new recipe for dinner (my Momma's mexican chicken), bath time, scrabble, wrote some snail mail, FB and now blogging.
Another resolution is to go to bed earlier... since it is almost 11 I had better get a move on!
Good Night Dear Void.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
A Year, A Week, A Day
Today my little love bug is a year, a week and a day. My how the time has flown!
Lura had an excellent birthday party, I was so pleased with how everything went. The day was a whirlwind for sure. As soon as church let out, we ran out the door, picked up her cake and grabbed lunch. I sat in the back and fed her and as soon as we got home I put her down for a nap. While her Papaw sat at the house with her, the rest of our families headed to the foyer to tear down and reset Miles Foyer for her party. We set up the food tables, present table, guest tables, and play area. My mom and sister made the food tables look SO beautiful! Momma made her yummy cappuccino punch. It was delish!
Lura's guests arrived however she was still napping :) When she awoke, I walked home to help get her party dress on. She was SO adorable; my little Narnian Queen! Lura hit the jackpot on presents! Books, dolls, toys, clothes. She wanted to play with each thing she opened. We then put her in her high chair and sang "Happy Birthday." We did light her candle so Clay and I had to hold each of her hands away from the flame then "help" her blow it out. While she was eating her iced cookie, whomever wanted to sat next to her and had their picture taken with the Birthday Girl. I need to give another huge THANK YOU to Johanna for having her amazing camera skills and documenting the party for me!
This past Thursday Luralie had her 1 year appt. She was 31 inches (95%... no surprise there!) and 22.3 lbs (75%). After seeing her walking around like a pro and asking about her eating and sleeping habits, our Dr. exclaimed that she was perfect and made her job easy! Lura got 4 shots (Flu, MMR, Hep A, Chickenpox) as well as a PPD test. She cried while she was being held down but as soon as I picked her up she stopped. I was super surprised with how well she behaved the rest of the day after getting 5 pokes and missing her morning nap!
I am looking forward to the holidays! We will be doing LOTS of traveling (Kingsland (my moms Thanksgiving supper), Gause (to see Clays gma), Houston (to see my gma and pappa), San Antonio (taking Lura to the zoo)) then while Clay is on his mission trip Lura and I will go to Kyle to spend some time with Nic, Jo, and Hayden. The Christmas holidays will be much more laid back. The only place we might travel to will be Fredericksburg.
Fun times ahead for sure!
Lura had an excellent birthday party, I was so pleased with how everything went. The day was a whirlwind for sure. As soon as church let out, we ran out the door, picked up her cake and grabbed lunch. I sat in the back and fed her and as soon as we got home I put her down for a nap. While her Papaw sat at the house with her, the rest of our families headed to the foyer to tear down and reset Miles Foyer for her party. We set up the food tables, present table, guest tables, and play area. My mom and sister made the food tables look SO beautiful! Momma made her yummy cappuccino punch. It was delish!
Lura's guests arrived however she was still napping :) When she awoke, I walked home to help get her party dress on. She was SO adorable; my little Narnian Queen! Lura hit the jackpot on presents! Books, dolls, toys, clothes. She wanted to play with each thing she opened. We then put her in her high chair and sang "Happy Birthday." We did light her candle so Clay and I had to hold each of her hands away from the flame then "help" her blow it out. While she was eating her iced cookie, whomever wanted to sat next to her and had their picture taken with the Birthday Girl. I need to give another huge THANK YOU to Johanna for having her amazing camera skills and documenting the party for me!
This past Thursday Luralie had her 1 year appt. She was 31 inches (95%... no surprise there!) and 22.3 lbs (75%). After seeing her walking around like a pro and asking about her eating and sleeping habits, our Dr. exclaimed that she was perfect and made her job easy! Lura got 4 shots (Flu, MMR, Hep A, Chickenpox) as well as a PPD test. She cried while she was being held down but as soon as I picked her up she stopped. I was super surprised with how well she behaved the rest of the day after getting 5 pokes and missing her morning nap!
I am looking forward to the holidays! We will be doing LOTS of traveling (Kingsland (my moms Thanksgiving supper), Gause (to see Clays gma), Houston (to see my gma and pappa), San Antonio (taking Lura to the zoo)) then while Clay is on his mission trip Lura and I will go to Kyle to spend some time with Nic, Jo, and Hayden. The Christmas holidays will be much more laid back. The only place we might travel to will be Fredericksburg.
Fun times ahead for sure!
Friday, November 12, 2010
Luralie's Birthday
The following contains my remembrances of my daughters entrance to the world. Names and dates have not been changed. If you do not wish to read any laborious details (actually no labor was involved) stop reading now.
I remember is as if it were yesterday. We were getting ready for our umpteenth doctors appointment. She was a week past her due date and I felt I would go crazy if the Dr. told me there was still no progress. We headed our the door with our hospital bags in tow... just in case.
We arrived, I was checked... still nothing. Dr. D wanted me to have a Biophysical Profile . If she passed he would let us go one more week before we decided to induce. Well... long story short she didn't pass. Five hours later I found myself back at my Dr.s office. He was calling the hospital to see if the anesthesiologist would allow me to have a C-Section (since Dr. D had told me to eat lunch before my BPP). Dr. D got the green light and told me to meet him at the hospital. I asked if there wasn't anything else we could do... induce or something... I really did not want to have a CS. However, Dr. D said he believed this was the safest way for me to deliver.
So, we made our necessary phone calls to friends and family and headed over to the hospital. Walking into the hospital was very surreal and not at all the image I had formulated in my mind over the previous 40 weeks. We got into our room, changed clothes, got hooked up, and eventually I got rolled away into the OR.
OR = worst experience of my life. I had been so worried about labor pains and the possibility of getting an epidural. Getting the spinal block was nothing. THIS IS GONNA GET GRAPHIC. It was after the incision... the moving of muscle that you can't really feel but you can sense. The searching for baby who had never dropped... I felt like I had half dozen elephants jumping on on my abdomen and rib cage. It was awful. I threw up a few times... I remember just wanting them to get her out. Dr. D at one point thought he was about to deliver her and told Clay he could stand to watch... however she was pulled back in and he had to search some more.
Finally I was told she was out. I had to trust them on this because I did not hear a cry. My Dr. handed her to the nurses who were standing by. I saw her being handed off then put on a table where they began cleaning her up... but still no crying. I called for Clay asking if she was OK. Even my Dr. asked why the baby wasn't crying. Finally, she screamed... and a tear rolled down my cheek. One of the nurses handed her to Clay then snapped our first family photo.
Come to find out Lura had the cord wrapped around her body which prohibited her from dropping and also caused the decelerated heart rates that occured during the BPP.
The best story from the night was when I was being rolled out of recovery and into our room. Everyone had to leave the room (including baby) to make way for my bed. Hospital rules say babies in the hallway must be laying in their bed. The nurse wanted her swaddled first and was about to take Lura. Clay said he would swaddle her. "Well have you swaddled a 'real' baby" the nurse asked. "No" responded Clay. "I didn't have a 'real' baby until now!" He then proceeded to swaddle Lura. The nurse praised him on his excellent job. I was so proud. He is an AMAZING father. Clay also had to change her first dirty diaper (since I was still numb from the waist down).
Lura was born on Thursday and on Sunday we got to take our little blessing home. This pas year has been one amazing ride. Looking forward to the next!
I remember is as if it were yesterday. We were getting ready for our umpteenth doctors appointment. She was a week past her due date and I felt I would go crazy if the Dr. told me there was still no progress. We headed our the door with our hospital bags in tow... just in case.
We arrived, I was checked... still nothing. Dr. D wanted me to have a Biophysical Profile . If she passed he would let us go one more week before we decided to induce. Well... long story short she didn't pass. Five hours later I found myself back at my Dr.s office. He was calling the hospital to see if the anesthesiologist would allow me to have a C-Section (since Dr. D had told me to eat lunch before my BPP). Dr. D got the green light and told me to meet him at the hospital. I asked if there wasn't anything else we could do... induce or something... I really did not want to have a CS. However, Dr. D said he believed this was the safest way for me to deliver.
So, we made our necessary phone calls to friends and family and headed over to the hospital. Walking into the hospital was very surreal and not at all the image I had formulated in my mind over the previous 40 weeks. We got into our room, changed clothes, got hooked up, and eventually I got rolled away into the OR.
OR = worst experience of my life. I had been so worried about labor pains and the possibility of getting an epidural. Getting the spinal block was nothing. THIS IS GONNA GET GRAPHIC. It was after the incision... the moving of muscle that you can't really feel but you can sense. The searching for baby who had never dropped... I felt like I had half dozen elephants jumping on on my abdomen and rib cage. It was awful. I threw up a few times... I remember just wanting them to get her out. Dr. D at one point thought he was about to deliver her and told Clay he could stand to watch... however she was pulled back in and he had to search some more.
Finally I was told she was out. I had to trust them on this because I did not hear a cry. My Dr. handed her to the nurses who were standing by. I saw her being handed off then put on a table where they began cleaning her up... but still no crying. I called for Clay asking if she was OK. Even my Dr. asked why the baby wasn't crying. Finally, she screamed... and a tear rolled down my cheek. One of the nurses handed her to Clay then snapped our first family photo.
Come to find out Lura had the cord wrapped around her body which prohibited her from dropping and also caused the decelerated heart rates that occured during the BPP.
The best story from the night was when I was being rolled out of recovery and into our room. Everyone had to leave the room (including baby) to make way for my bed. Hospital rules say babies in the hallway must be laying in their bed. The nurse wanted her swaddled first and was about to take Lura. Clay said he would swaddle her. "Well have you swaddled a 'real' baby" the nurse asked. "No" responded Clay. "I didn't have a 'real' baby until now!" He then proceeded to swaddle Lura. The nurse praised him on his excellent job. I was so proud. He is an AMAZING father. Clay also had to change her first dirty diaper (since I was still numb from the waist down).
Lura was born on Thursday and on Sunday we got to take our little blessing home. This pas year has been one amazing ride. Looking forward to the next!
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