April 8, 2011

time to think.

every once in a while i think about the time when brandon was gone in afghanistan. i am still so grateful for that time in my life, it gave me a clearer picture of god's love for us than any other hard time i've had. i had to trust my heavenly father completely with everything that mattered to me (and still matters to me) it's easy to turn to him when you need his help and sometimes i just need to stop and think about how that felt, and ask myself if i'm continuing to put all my eggs in the Lord's basket. especially the ones that matter most. that, and because of that experience i feel like when hard times come that if i could go through that and be okay- then i can do anything as long as i have God in my life.

on a much much much much much much smaller life trial scale:

i had my glucose screening this morning, phew i'm glad that's over with! AND i didn't even throw up the stuff they gave me so i didn't have to take it twice which i am very happy about since the stuff they give you is yuckopee! (it's not that bad if you aren't pregnant it just tastes like a melted popscicle, but if you are prego and have a sensitive tummy like me then you'll have to just talk yourself out of barfing for the hour wait it takes before they draw blood)

today i hear some dripping and found a nice little leak inside our house! coming right down between the new door we put in. saweet.

today i heard some tapping noises, like someone was at the front door just tapping and tapping. turns out the woodpeckers are back, and have returned to their favorite stucco house: OURS to drill a hole into the side and make a nice little nest for themselves. i'm going to see if i can get brandon to shoot it.

today we file our taxes! yayyyyy (hopefully) h and r block!

i can get through this.
i can get through all of this.

also i should probably stop reading about child labor. it's freaking me out.

1 comments:

Gwendolyn Fullmer said...

Sorry about your leak, peckers, and glucose test. I think I will opt out of that one our next go around, barfness. Oh and I have a very happy and positive book of birth stories if you want to read something helpful.

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