It's up to you

I thank God for the opportunity to receive His Son as my Savior many years ago-Before I had kids. Now, I need Him more than ever.

But the more I try to walk this walk, I realize, No one is going to care more about you than you. No one is going to love your children more than you-ideally. It's up to you to surround yourself with every God breathed, God ordained resource to help you fulfill your call on your life as a Mother. Sometimes that means letting go of a lot of "good things" for God things. Letting go of toxic people, toxic entertainment and toxic food - all of which will kill your mind, body, and spirit.

If you don't care for you, who will? (And yes I know God loves, and cares for us-But there are certain choices and avenues that only you with God can take in order to be free and who you were designed to be. And that my friend is a life long process).

Another Day in the Land of Mommyhood

Our Days are sometimes filled with all the phrases that we can't get away from:

-Don't do that
-Don't say that
-Come here
-Come back
-Jesus, please help me!
-Don't hit
-Don't call names
-Listen and obey!
-STOP YELLING!!!!
-The baby is sleeping
-Leave him alone
-Leave her alone
-Sit down
-Give that back
-Go outside
-Go play
-No TV right now
-We will not have candy for breakfast
- Don't poop in those big boy pants
- Don't throw the ball in the house
-I Love you
-Goodnight

And then we get back up the next day and do it all over again.

Cookie turned 8 yesterday!

Well the home made pinata did not get made and Cookie still had a great birthday.

The Ice Cream birthday cake was definately home made.

What we did:

-Took the ferry to the children's museum

-Played at the children's museum

-Took the ferry back to the car

-Went to Cracker Barrel

-Got a Webkinz at Cracker Barrel

-Went to the Mall

-Got Cookies ears pierced

-Got stuck at the mall due to the thunderstorm

-came home

-had homemade ice cream cake (Strawberry layer/oreo cookie layer-crushed by hand/chocolate layer).

-opened last 2 gifts

-made home made mac and cheese

-heated up those lovely little pizza rolls

-made a salad that no one ate except for Big D

-cleaned kitchen

-laughed

-gave boys and Dolly a bath

-Helped Cookie with shower

****Crashed in Bed with the lovely blue glow of the television for company.

One of the memories that I shared with Cookie yesterday was that very late at night (around 1:00am ) 8 years ago. I had to go to the potty and a nurse asked if I wanted her to take Cookie for a little while (She was the head nurse on the floor -and very young to have such a position). So after I went to the potty I realized I gave this "nurse" my baby what if she kidnaps her? SO I peeked my head out of the door and waddled down to the hallway to find the nurse with Cookie over her shoulder and the staff all sitting around in a staff meeting at the nurses station. It was the cutest scene to see this itty bitty baby, a whole 6 lbs in her first staff meeting. I then got her and went back down the hall---I don't remember what happened next. One thing I do know is that I have spent the last 8 years searching for the baby manual on how to take care of Cookie and realized that the hospital forgot to give it to me and I have been resorting to the Bible ever since.

I love my little Cookie --all 8 years of her!