Random...again

Sad. I know it is apart of life but it is hard. I guess I have given up on a friend. I don't think they want me so I am not going to try anymore. Maybe my idea of trying is not hers but I am hurt and don't know where to go from here. God knows the right thing for me to do. I hope I am open to hearing it.

Old friendships are so important to me. I have clung to them for such a long time and felt that no matter how little we spoke the love was still strong. I probably hold on to the past too strong. When I was growing up I was alone a lot after my parents divorced. Just me and my mom. I felt abandoned by my family (though as an adult I understand what happened but that 7 year old inside of me is still hurt) and then when I became a christian I cut myself of from having a bunch of friends for fear of "being bad." I don't blame that on God though, it was immaturity on my part. I don't blame anything on God. He guides and leads our lives the way they need to go in order to get to Him. I can see how He orchestrated my life to be with Him. I, however, in turn abandoned Him in a lot of ways. Trying to live my life as I see fit without consulting Him with prayer or the Bible. It amazes me just how much the sin of daily life can creep in and separate you from God. He doesn't leave but this wall gets built up before you even know it.

 We are taking the Growing Kids Gods way class and it is amazing. So extremely convicting. There are some amazing Biblical principals that we want to teach our children that I am realizing are not Carved on my Heart yet. I want them carved! The preciousness of others is a major one. God loves us all and expects us to do the same. The Golden Rule is strait out of the Bible and God expects us to live by it. I see it in the little things how my life does not reflect this. I guess this could be the basis for why my friendship did not make it. I did not "do unto others as you would have them do unto you." And why I don't have the deep relationships now that I need.

I am sorry God. Sorry for not listening to and loving your Word. Please help me grow and change. Please help me teach my children to LOVE and Cherish your Word, to crave it!  

Matthew 7:12 So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.

Hunger Games

Soooo Good.

I know I know it is a lot about death but the books sucked me in and I just couldn't put them down. When I saw the movie my mind just filled in all the blanks that were left.

Mike and I were able to get into this one together. I think that makes it even more special when your husband appreciates something you enjoy. Thank you babe!! I love you always!!!

shaped crayons

Take broken crayons.
Break them up small.
Put them in Sylicon Mold.
Bake at the lowest setting in the oven.
Watch them close and when they look like liquid pull them out and let them cool.



Wha La....(smooth the back down)





In this case I made gingerbread for Christmas.

So Pinterested....

So I love Pinterest. I have now made several of the wonderful things I have found and feel completely inspired. I am going to start posting what I have made and give feedback on my experiences. I am also going to post some family recipes and craft projects as I do them. Should be fun and I hope anyone reading will enjoy. Mostly I hope my girls will be able to learn from this one day.

Amy ♥

Now 3 Months Old

She found her thumb at the same age her sister did.


Noticed the unwanted paci right next to her!

Zoey's Birth Story

July 3, 2011

5:30am Saturday morning at 5:30 I woke up with contractions and started timing them. They were consistent at 5 min apart and 1 min long. I woke Mike up after about 45 minutes because things were steady and then I went and woke my mom up , who lives with us, about 15 min later. As soon as I got up everything slowed down to 10 min apart and maybe 30 sec. all the way out to 30 min apart.

7:00am We ate breakfast and I went and layed back down for an hour or so. As soon as I did that it all picked back up again but this time it was 7 min apart 1 min long and when I got up it all slowed to a crawl again! I was so frustrated just not knowing what to do.

11:00am Mike and I went to Wal-Mart to walk around for a while . We ate lunch there and walked for about 45minutes. Nothing happened. I maybe felt one small contraction. So we decided to go home and rest.

1:30pm I sent Mike to work. I really didn’t think anything was going on and I just needed to get rest for when it all really kicked in. I just had to pray too that God would make this go as quick and as possible.

3:30pm I felt like there was something holding me back. Like my body wasn’t opening up. I didn’t think her head was engaging. I called and left a message with my doctor and was waiting for a call back. I called my sister who suggested pelvic rocks and gets some rest I also called a friend who is a midwife in training and she suggested the same thing. My doctor called back and I let him know what was going on and he suggested that I take 2 Tylenol pm and go to bed because he really didn’t think it was happening for a while either.

6:00pm So I took some of the Tylenol PM and my mom got me some dinner but I really couldn’t eat. I sat most of the afternoon in on her bed having contractions that I just didn’t think were doing anything. I got up at one point and had a strong one that I had to have her help me through.

6:15pm After that I called Mike to come home, I just wanted him with me. And I called my sister and told her in tears that I just didn’t want to do this anymore. Should have been a big clue!

6:45pm I got up from all this and went to the bathroom where I had a burning sensation but again I didn’t think it was anything with how constipated I had been. I got in the shower and had 2 really strong contractions so I got out got dressed and got into bed.
7:12pm As soon as I layed down I screamed for my mom. I had to push! 1 small push and my water broke all over the bed. My mom got a towel and she ran and got her phone and called 911. I push 2 more times and she was out. I had to yell through those two pushes the 911 operator barely could hear my mom. They walked her though how to stimulate the baby and then a police officer showed up and then very shortly the Firemen and paramedics.

It was crazy. All these huge men (they were in their fire fighting pants) were surrounding my bed and all seemed afraid to touch anything until the paramedic, who was right there, started working, and just then Mike came in. I felt so bad that he missed it that the first thing I said when he came in was “I am sorry” of course he thought that was crazy and encouraged me.