Frothy the Snowman

May your Saturday be filled with Christmas Cheer.

A whole lotta cuteness

Who would have thought adding a 8 lb 5 oz baby boy would change so much. Life since my baby love has been born has been absolutely blissful but a whole lotta' crazy! We are finally settling into a routine (thank the good Lord above)! One thing is for sure, sleepless nights are sure worth it when you get to look at this sweet face

Quake of 2011 - "When my world is shaking, heaven stands..."

Never in my life have I felt more small and out of control than I did yesterday. I get so preoccupied in the routine of life which just makes my world just seems so small. Feeling that front porch shake beneath my feet, hearing the earth (and my house) groan was surreal. It was a reminder of just how small I am and how big God is.


On another note, I also realized I did not know the proper safety procedures for an earthquake! Tornado - check, Hurricane - check, Fire - check, Earthquake - ??? (yikes!)

Just tip me over and roll me to the juicing room!

It's been awhile! I am just about a full 33weeks and good grief do I feel stuffed to the brim with baby! To put how I feel in visual form...well...here ya go.

Baby Love

So easy, I love it!

Here's an easy tutorial to make your own yarn wreath!

"Jesus don't bite his nails"

I read that on facebook. It was like my very own modern day burning bush.

Fear often takes up residence in my mind and his buddy anxiety seems to settle quite nicely in my chest. They are the worst kind of neighbors. Loud and rowdy, you know the ones. They keep you up late at night and disturb you during the day. Once you think you have a moment of peace, they turn up the music and pound on your spirit.

Fear for me is like a huge freight train just about to descend a steep mountain. It slowly creeps up that climb and then BAM it's racing in what feels to be out of control. Heart pumping speed. All that weight and pressure pushing it faster and faster. You would almost think it impossible to stop. Then it comes out of no where, unexpected, the plateau.

A simple sentence. A picture of strength. Balm for my spirit. "Jesus don't bite his nails". No, it is not greatly profound. But to me it paints a picture of strength. It erases that of what appears to be out of control and replaces it with an image of my Saviours strong, nail scared hands reaching to me.

"Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from Him cometh my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved." Psalm 62: 1-2