tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48722191307997264172024-03-13T15:17:39.380-05:00Snider Family Adventures: Mommy Daddy and SterlingThrough the good times and the bad... Adventures big and small, we hold our heads up high, and smile through it all :0)Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-9438566440318531882011-10-06T22:07:00.000-05:002011-10-06T22:07:06.296-05:00October is here!The funnest month to me.... Im such a kid at heart. I love decorating for fall and halloween.... and trick or treating with sterling. We havent found him a costume yet, but it will be posted! <br />
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Anther good thing about October.... I just had surgery. why is that exciting you ask? <br />
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Im ready to announce it: My husband and I are ready to expand our family. We want another baby! <br />
Yes, this surgery I just had was quite scarry, but its getting me prepared in to be more fertile in a few months. They got all the bad stuff our of my uterous! yay! and now, we just heal, pray, wait a month or to for things to be healed over.... and then, we will start trying for Snider Baby number 2. Im really excited and I want to blog all the way through it... with this surgery as the begginning point in this new journey. Yes, Im in pain, but the excitement of the higher posibilty of pregancy makes it all worth it. They did fracture my uterus when they were in, but accidedents happen. I pray that nothing goes wrong with it. <br />
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But we are ready, Sterling is desperatly needing a sibling. Im so excited at the thought of just having a baby here. The pregancy and everything will be so exciting to share with sterling.... now, i have to wait to finish healing, they said about 4 weeks, then ill get off my birth controll, and here we go!<br />
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Im very excited!<br />
So, there is my news that i couldnt wait to share :)Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-11307254603804901172011-07-26T22:38:00.000-05:002011-07-26T22:38:16.387-05:00Random Rambles of a Ramblishious RamblerAhhhhhhh... July. The month I look forward to every year... I complain about the cold, and cant wait for July... But this year? not so much. The heat has been at an all time high breaking records that were set in the 1940's. I can honestly say, that I have probably sweat out enough water to feed the thirsty in foreign countries. Yes, this may be slightly dramatic, but so am I :)<br />
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So far, this month has not been all I have set it out to be. Sorry July, but I am so glad that August is about to take over. I crave the smell of fall. Fall is my most favorite season of all.... The days where T-shirts and jeans is comfortable, the days when the leaves grace our eyes with their beautiful autumn colors, the days when every single candle company makes apple cider and spice scents, the days when football is a weekly routine joined by the awesome spirit of the fans-- (I of which am a fan proud of Kansas State, Arkansas Razorbacks, and occasionally if it shakes me right, the Florida Gators). I yearn for fall. And, I believe that fall craves me back! I say this because in the dead heat of these long summer days, I hear fall calling my name. <br />
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This year, Michael will be returning to the University of Arkansas to continue on his journey of getting his degree in Criminal Justice and Sociology. This means that we can sit in the student section of U of A games. This means that Molly gets to be a kid again, pretending to be a cheerleader (and if the motion takes over my soul, the occasional dance team wanna be) for an entire football season. Oh fall, how i have missed you!<br />
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Although July has been a little rough, I do have some wonderful blessings to share! <br />
My best friend Julie had her 2nd child, Jordon Rumbaugh.... and the word blessing does not describe him well enough. He was made so perfectly, and is so lucky to have such a wonderful family! <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Another blessing to praise-- Little baby Aubrey Mayne. Another July baby, brought to you by Katie and Hank Brockmeyer. Look at how precious she is!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyPOXircOxg/Ti-BPoksS_I/AAAAAAAAACI/fWIJoDqWofY/s1600/katie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyPOXircOxg/Ti-BPoksS_I/AAAAAAAAACI/fWIJoDqWofY/s320/katie.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><u><strong>Aubrey and her big brother Tryp :)</strong></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Really soon we will be welcoming two more little girls-- one by my friend Liz Hitzfield, and one by my "big sister" Julie Cofield. The more babies in the world, the merrier! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Speaking of little blessings, My little guy is growing so fast! I am enjoying him every second I have him with me. I wish I could be around him more, but unfortunately I am a hard working mommy, so my times with him are slightly limited. His vocabulary has doubled this month, awing us every time he speaks. He has such a friendly, vibrant, and loving personality. I feel so proud when he is out with us and shows off his new found words or actions. I absolutely love to be his mommy! I had baby fever for such a long time, but now with my sister in law living with us, it feels as if we have two children already. Baby fever has been completely erased from my system. I was upset about things at first, but after going to a visit with my new OBGYN, it seems that God has other plans for me. For the next year at least I will be taking different doses of hormones to try and heal the endometriosis that has taken over my uterus. So, heal before baby... that's the plan. And I am completely OK with that. Sterling is the biggest blessing to me right now! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-000d0EQyf_Q/Ti-HEQmdqVI/AAAAAAAAACM/EkTaASwwWws/s1600/makeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-000d0EQyf_Q/Ti-HEQmdqVI/AAAAAAAAACM/EkTaASwwWws/s320/makeup.jpg" t$="true" width="179" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: orange;"><strong>Caught red handed in Mommys makeup! haha!</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, I just wanted to give a quick update to some of life's changes! I do have more, but I had a very long night last night and cant wait to crawl into bed! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I hope all is well with all of my friends and family. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">God Bless! </div><div style="text-align: left;">Molly </div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-11740116263344304882011-05-25T22:20:00.000-05:002011-05-25T22:20:18.376-05:00My New Challange-- Join me!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Hello my 7 readers! I wish there were more! lol.... but its nice to know that its being read!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have a new challenge!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This past Sunday, I went to church twice. I needed some guidance, some gospel music, and of course, the word of God. So, why not go to church for both services??!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We started the beginning of the service with a story from a mother. She got up in front of the congregation and spoke about her son graduating high school the night before. He was one of twins, and was diagnosed with Autism at age 3. He was told that he would never be "up to par" with learning, that he would be slower than "normal" children... She was devastated. She decided that feeling sorry for herself and her child was going to get her no where. She prayed to God, asking him to guide her through this. She was a stay at home mother, until just a few weeks ago. She went back to work and got sat in front of a woman who had also just started her job. After talking, she learned that the lady she sat next to just found out that her 3 year old son was diagnosed with Autism. She said that she felt God had lead her there to help her.... to show her that her son was doing great, and that there is always a rainbow after the storm. The greatest part of the story? Her son graduated with honors! His best class? Speech. This goes to show that statistics do not matter when you have God on your side! Amen to that story, right!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After she spoke, our pastor did a sermon on "the power of the tongue". I didn't know what to expect when he stated that was what his sermon was about... is he going to speak in tongues? lol.... Not exactly. This sermon touched me... it made me challenge myself as a christian. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The part that stuck to me was this: <u>If you spend as much time praying, as you do talking about something, think about how much that will change things....</u> The word of mouth can be the death of someone. Think about it... we all know that gossip can ruin lives.... so why do it? If we spent as much time praying, as we would in gossiping... the power of the prayer would be overwhelming. Another thing that is great about this: People want to be around positive people. People who are negative bring others down, that's a fact! I try to be as positive as possible, but there are times when I just plain don't feel good, and I get in moods where I don't have anything positive to say! (everyone has those moments, I know, but it can be controlled!) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I sat there, taking it all in, and Wow. The pastor challenged us to not speak anything negative about the church, its members, the sermons, etc, for two months. I took it a step farther: <strong>Don't speak negative for two months. PERIOD. </strong>I can do this... I can pray every time I have a bad thought, most of the time I'm praying already, but why not challenge myself to do more? Maybe I can have a domino effect on others... Maybe I can make a difference? I have already been tested a few times. I got upset with an old friend, who nowadays has nothing to do with me. Right when I was about to say something negative... I said "I pray she has a kinder heart". I meant it. I will not stoop to her level and be mean, I will simply pray for her. I hope this is a great learning experience for me, and others around me. I feel alot better already. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Some more news: I got a new job. It is at Brandon Eye Clinic in Springdale. Sterling's daycare is right down the street and I wont be driving out of town anymore! Its been devastating leaving the patients that I have grown so close to, but I have to start making myself happy. Its a slight pay cut, which is hard for me to grasp... but I'm saving money in gas, I have set hours Monday through Friday, and I will see my baby boy more. That's whats important in life! I am leaving for Florida on Sunday... Spending two weeks with my family! So happy about that. My mother has only seen Sterling Deen one time since his birth. With her health, its only fair that I go to her. It will be a MUCH needed vacation, and I'm excited to start my new job upon my return. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Please pray that all of this works out in my favor. I'm not good with change! I have worked soooooo hard at my current job, I have a routine, and I kick butt daily... but my stress levels are outrageous! I was so scared of hurting my boss by leaving, and leaving the clinic in a bad place by missing an employee. I have offered to help out part time as needed, especially since they wont hire anyone else, and there are alot of things that the new office manager has not fully learned yet. I don't want to leave anyone stranded. I hope that this transition goes smoothly, and that I love my new job. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have also started another something new... A prayer journal. Man, what a great release this is! Its like my letters to God. Yes, I talk to him a million times a day, but sometimes writing it out is easier. my first journal entry was 11 pages! I highly encourage others to do this! At then end of my journal, I will be able to look back and see how much I have grown spiritually, and how much God has worked in my life. I want to make him proud! After all, He died for me. That's the least I can do. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I hope everyone is safe during these awful storms. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">You are all in my prayers, and thanks for reading my rambles!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="clear"><span style="color: #5588aa;"></span></div><div id="main-wrapper"><div class="main section" id="main"><div class="widget Blog" id="Blog1"><div class="blog-posts hfeed"><!--//--><div class="date-outer"><h2 class="date-header"><span><h3 class="post-title entry-title">ABC's of me</h3></span></h2><div class="date-posts"><div class="post-outer"><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"><a href="" name="7053393666825078321"></a><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content">A. Age: 25<br />
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B. Bed size: Queen, Perfect for my hubs and me... enough space for him, enough for me, and room to cuddle. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">C. Chore you dislike: Dishes. Mostly because Im so OCD and it takes me longer to load a dishwasher because everything has to be perfect! </div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
D. Dogs: Bailey Sue- our boxer-pitt bull mix. Sweetest dog ever! and occassionally Jack. I call him JackJack, he is my baby-like doggy who loves to cuddle. He is a Jack Russell terrior. I used to be allergic to him but now I hate to sleep without him! I only get to when the father in law cant keep him on the road :(</div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">E. Essential start to your day: Mike and Sterling. If I wouldnt have them, my day would never begin right. <br />
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F. Favorite color: Green- Always been my fav, but lately I have really been digging Orange and Yellow. <br />
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G. Gold or silver: Gold</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
H. Height: 5’6 1/2”<br />
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I. Instruments you play(ed): I used to play Violen, I havent it a while. I can play stand up bass, and a small amount of guitar and piano. I play all of them by ear, courtesy of my daddy :0)</div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">J. Job title: Assistant Manager/ Insurance Lady/ Patient Advocate of McCollum Psychiatric Clinic in Rogers, Arkansas </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">K. Kids: one handsome 2 year old named Sterling Deen Snider</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
L. Live: Springdale, Arkansas. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">M. Mom’s name: Teena Wilkerson <br />
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N. Nicknames: Mommy, Maude, MK, Molls, Kansas </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">O. Overnight hospital stays: just when I had Sterfry!</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
P. Pet peeves: Saying the Lords name in Vain, (JC or GD for example) and people who think they are better than everyone else. We are all equal. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
Q. Quote from a movie: "I love you, Molly"- (Patrick Swayze. He was the love of my life.) "Ditto" - Ghost.</div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">R. Righty or lefty: righty<br />
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S. Siblings: My sister Kady and brother Ethan. My babies. Sister in law Amber. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">T. Time you wake up: Supposed to be 730... but lately I snooze ALOT!</div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">U. Underwear: No Shame- Hip Hugger Briefs. I have to be comfortable, and I love Hanes!!<br />
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V. Vegetables you don’t like: Cauliflower, Onion, Broccoli, Anything spicy. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">W. What makes you run late: Oversleeping. See "T"...</div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">X. X-rays you've had: Teeth </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">Y. Yummy food you make: Apple Muffins, Chicken Teriaki, Baked Chicken, Bean soups, and Red Beans and Rice. </div><div class="post-body entry-content"> </div><div class="post-body entry-content">Z. Zoo animal favorites: I love to see Lions and Tigers- Beautiful exotic looking creatures, and I like the Gorillas. I could watch them all day!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-23222366355933831942011-05-07T06:48:00.000-05:002011-05-07T06:48:28.401-05:00Potty training and extreme couponing<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Well, the time has come. Sterling has finally decided he is ready to discuss the fantastic word "potty"! Luckily I have potty trained 22 two year olds (at one time) as a preschool teacher, so this is right up my alley.... so I thought! I have patiently been waiting for Sterling to decide when he is ready. I certainly do not want to push something on him and not have any results. The one thing that I love about being a mommy is that the network of other moms around you can be really helpful... but sometimes, its hard to hear about someones child doing more than yours, even though I fully understand that Sterling may be excelling in other areas that that child may not be yet. On the other hand, I get great pointers, and for the other moms out there that read this (even though my readers are a small amount) I hope some of the pointers that I have can help you too! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Working in the Doctors office, I'm fortunate enough to have met a Pharmaceutical Rep that has a child the same age as Sterling. Every time she comes in the office we discuss where are kids are at developmentally, or where good sales are, shoes that fit fat feet... etc! <-- That has been a challenge in itself! lol. She has a lady that lives across the street from her that has 4 children. 2 girls and 2 boys. She gets allot of advice from her and shares it with me. We have a little network of advice and it seems to be working with all 3 of us! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Some of the pointers that the lady across the street told my friend have really been encouraging! Along with my personal success in training children, I hope they are for you all too! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>*First of all, Girls are easier to train than boys. This is kinda common sense. There is no "sitting training" then "standing training" with girls... which is a huge obstacle for mothers of males! You finally get them used to sitting, but then daddy stands up to pee... so mommy, <em><span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79;">how is that the same?</span></em> </strong></span><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>The first step is to have daddy do what baby does. There is no shame in having your husband sit to pee, just to show your son that its okay to do it that way! I have brought Sterling into the bathroom with me a million times, and explained what I am doing on the potty. I try to be as excited as possible, so that way he too will be excited when he is ready. When daddy does it, its even more encouraging! So, definitely don't be afraid to ask the man of the house to take a little step into the sitting direction!</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">*Next, Make sure that if you are ready to potty train, and your child is in daycare, that they are actively being involved in the process with you. Share your training ideas and having them give you their ideas will help keep things consistent for your child. This is very important for a working mother like myself. I would hate for Sterling to have gone potty more at daycare than he does with mommy! Tell them when you are ready! and if they are ready before your child is, don't be afraid to tell them to wait.</span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><u><em> No shame in the potty game!</em></u></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>*My friend has suggested that I also let Sterling pick out his own potty seat. When he turned about a year and a half, My husband and I went and bought him a little potty. We set it right next to our potty and encouraged him to at least sit on it when we go potty. This helps your child get familiar to the idea, even if he/she is not ready. When your child gets a better understanding of what the potty is for, he/she will decide if they want the small potty, or if they would rather use a seat on the potty. Sterling, for example, doesn't like the small one. So, I have taken the lid off the seat and transferred it to the "big boy potty". With her suggestion of letting him pick a seat out, this will also encourage him! Her child picked out Sesame Street. Now, he loves to sit on it, because that is the one he wanted. </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>*The biggest obstacle with a working mother is having the time to dedicate to training. The lady friend told my friend that she has had to dedicate 3 straight days to straight potty training. This means, no going anywhere! Consistency is key! At the top of every hour, (as suggested), I will give Sterling a drink of water. At the 1/2 of every hour, I will ask him if he wants to go potty, and no matter what his answer is, we will go sit on the potty. EVERY DAY for 3 days straight. She said it has worked for all 3 of her younger kids and they caught on immediately! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>*Another suggestion to me was No pullups. This one took me back for a moment, and I thought, "wont that be skipping a step?" The reason is: Kids do not want to feel wet. Talk to your child about big boy/girl panties/undies. Get them excited. Let them pick them out. Be prepared for a day of laundry! No child is perfect, and by no means should you ever scold a child for wetting themselves. She told me that letting a child feel wet, and not having the diaper there to catch it, will also help them understand that if you sit on the potty, you wont get wet! She feels as if pullups are kinda a lazy way out, and do not teach the child anything other than its OK to pee in your pullup. After hearing this, I fully agree! So this coming weekend, we are going to pick out underware. I will start on a Friday when I get off, and go all the way until Sunday. She did tell me that the exception for pullups are at nap and bedtime, as of course, your child is too young to know when to get up yet or to hold it for a long period of time. </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>*Lastly, <u><span style="color: #c27ba0;">the reward</span></u>. With my preschoolers, I drew little pottys... and every time they went potty I put a sticker inside of their little potty. This was hung up for them to see regularly, and they love stickers! The lady friend of mine said She gives 5 mini m&m's for pee pee on the potty, and 10 mini m&m's for poo poo on the potty. They also have an Elmo potty DVD (you can purchase this at walmart) that the little boy gets really excited to watch. When I was teaching, I even made up a potty song. </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>"STERLING, went pee pee on the potty, He went pee pee like a big boy, he went pee pee on the potty, WHAAAHOOOO!" clapping my hands as I chanted this. ONLY if he went potty. The kids loved it! You can search online for potty songs and dances and they have so many that you can do for your child. The more fun it is for them, the more they will want to go. </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>I'm really excited to put all the advise and prior experience to the test! Updates will definitely be posted as I go, and more pointers are appreciated! Lets all share our ideas and help each other!</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Now, to Couponing. I will be doing this for the first time this week. Having a family of 3 with one dog, jump to a family of 4 with 2 dogs has definitely opened my eyes to how much money is being spent on food. Every little penny counts now. My friend Julie saves so much money when she finds good deals, and I have been watching her do this for some time now, with no time to do it myself. The time has come. No more waiting and wishing. Sunday I am getting 2 newspapers, and using my helpful websites such as <u><span style="color: blue;">Coupons.com</span></u> to give me pointers. I have printed "how-to's" and bought a coupon organizer. I have religiously been watching "Extreme Couponing" on TV, and although I have no plan on walking into a store to get $1,000.00 of laundry detergent for free, its very informative on how it works. I think I'm learning the little tricks that months ago did not make since. I have my sister in law here to help, and I'm ready to get some food! Any advice helps. I have posted something about it on facebook and got a great response from this, so hopefully my first time will be a great success! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Again, Posts will follow with my savings! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>A week ago I got my wisdom teeth removed, and today I am in more pain than ever, only getting about 1 full hour of uninterrupted sleep. I have to sleep sitting up, because if I lay down my face throbs. I have no pain management other than Motrin, and I feel like my jaw is going to explode! At 12:30 this morning I finally decided to force myself to sleep. It took about 2 hours for me to finally tap out. Then I woke up at 3. My husband woke up around the same time, unable to sleep, so we have been up together chatting all morning. It was a much needed catch up session! I have been sooooo stressed with my job, that when I come home I just want to be with Sterling and when he does to bed, I want to go to bed to. I'm totally neglecting my duties as a wife and friend to my husband. This morning when we were chatting, I missed him. Isn't that sad? At least we had our moment, Even if it was way to early. </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Today, I am hitting up a neighborhood yard sale. It starts at 7 am and its a HUGE sale. I'm pretty excited. Oh the little things in life! Wish me luck! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Off I go to get ready! Happy Saturday Y'all! </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: lime;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Molly-Kate</span></strong> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-59670937309836192682011-05-01T22:40:00.000-05:002011-05-01T22:40:14.617-05:00Time for an update, and some PRAISE!It has been a while, huh? <br />
I think after my husband and I's separation, I couldn't touch the blog. I had closed myself off from the world to try and find myself again. <br />
Praise be to God-- we are still married. I moved back home after 2 months of being apart. Although I would never wish separation on anyone, I think its honestly what we needed to do for us at the time. We are happier and stronger than ever now. We appreciate each other more. Michael is no longer drinking, and comes to me when he needs help with his emotions. Getting to the root of our problems helped so much. <br />
My dad gave me the one peace of advise that helped me get through the decision of coming home or not. <br />
Ill tell you the story he told me.<br />
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When my dad was married to his 1st wife, (not many people know my dad was married twice, first marriage was very short lived) He and his wife went to a wedding. He describes the wedding as very small, with only a few people there. He said that the pastor told the couple that sharing a marriage 50/50 was wrong. (this struck me, as Mike and I always said our marriage was 50/50)... he said it would never work. Marriage has to be 100/100. <br />
SIMPLE.... WOW. Hit me like a hurricane. Why had I settled for 50%? How was something said so simply so hard for us to do all of this time? That night, I asked Mike if I could come over, and I told him the story. It hit him just as hard. We discussed it, and decided to do it right. Try really hard to please one another.... and so far it has worked! We have also kept the Lord in our lives through all of this. The hard times and the good. I never will turn to God to tell him of my troubles if I haven't praised him through the good first. I think that it has helped alot. So, amen to our marriage!<br />
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Alot of other things have happened besides my moving back home. My sister-in-law Amber almost lost her life a month ago. She too has had struggles with alcohol, and was in a horrible living environment. When we got the word of her condition, we automatically knew we had to take her in and get her away from the toxic place she was. So, after she was released from the hospital, we opened our home to her. She has been living here, alcohol free for a month! AMEN to that! Its nice having another female in the house. I do admit, sometimes it is a challenge being the only adult who can drive... but that is the price that Mike and Amber have paid for drinking and driving, and that is my job as being a wife and mother. At the end of the day, I feel stronger as a woman, and feel like I am definitely providing as God would want me to. <br />
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Sterling just had his 2nd Birthday on April 20th. I cant believe how fast these past two years have flown by. What a joy he brings to our lives. He is such a feisty little guy, but so sweet and loving. Every night before he goes to bed *if I'm not working late* we cuddle in my bed for about 30 minutes. When Mike and I separated, Sterling and I lived with a friend, who is no longer my friend unfortunately, and he and I had to share a room. Since this was such a transition for both of us, we just cuddled in my bed every night. He comforted me, I comforted him. It was a pretty hard situation for both of us. My roommate worked midnights, and during the day we had to be quiet. We spent all day in my room. We ate in there, slept in there, played in there.... doesn't sound too bad, but it was horrible. We had to constantly be quiet during the day... then at night, when we would go to bed, the roommate would get up and make a ruckus all night. I hated living there. All of this on top of a potential divorce... pretty difficult. Luckily, Mike and I always stayed in contact, and never gave up on the idea of making things work. Long story short, I keep that routine with Sterling. I let him lay with mommy every night just as we did when things were hard. I cherish those moments... and I think he does too. Its so interesting how a 2 year old can almost feel the same things, without saying a word. I am so blessed to have him in my life. I currently have baby fever and want another one soooo bad! But until then, I'm gonna love him up like there is no tomorrow!<br />
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I still am currently working at McCollum Psychiatric Clinic. There are days were I ball my eyes out, there are days were I am sooo happy. Doc and I don't get along too well, and I think alot of that is due to us being so much alike. But I'm trying to get through it as best as i can. I just pray that if this is where God wants me, then it will get better. Right now I'm just trying to stick with it so I can continue to provide for my little family of 4. Thursday was the first time I had gotten wrote up at work... It was because a patient brought me a birthday present.... REALLY. that is the kind of things i deal with. I LOVE my job, I love my patients... but I swear Doc is gonna drive me to a psych ward myself! Oh well... I trust gods plan, so we will see. <br />
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Today I turned 25. twenty-freaking-five. Holy turd. I had my wisdom teeth pulled on Friday so i have literally slept all weekend. Kinda needed it though. Thank Goodness that is all done! <br />
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Well, I'm back to bed. I will Definitely keep up with my blog now!<br />
Hope all is well with everyone!<br />
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GOD BLESS!<br />
MKMolly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-79707319449964463812010-12-23T12:45:00.000-06:002010-12-23T12:45:36.827-06:00~Inner Fears~<span style="color: red;">Get me alone-- all I do is think. </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Part of this might be from me PMSing, ugggghhhh, perfect timing mother nature! Part of this is just venting. </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">I think sometimes its easier for me to figure things out when I write them out.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">I really am happy I have made the decision I have for Sterling and I. But holy crap, it is so hard! I'm picking up my life, giving up my home sweet home, and moving to a new place. Thank goodness its with an awesome friend- Jill... She just bought this amazing new home with her boyfriend (who is in Indonesia for four months, then home for one, back for four... and so on). So, Ill be paying her rent, and sterling and I will be sharing a room. I think this will be the best way for him to adjust. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Mike and I will be splitting up days. THIS KILLS ME. I feel like I never see my baby boy as it is. Now I have to drive from Lowell to Springdale to take sterling to daycare (its free so I'm not switching daycares!) and then to work in Rogers, then leave work at 130 to pick sterling up in Springdale by 2 (when the daycare closes), take him to his daddy, go back to work until either 5 or 9 pm, then go back to Springdale- pick Sterling up, and go to the house in Lowell. By the time I get home (on the nights I get off at 5) it will be so late, ill only be able to feed him and bathe time, say night night and prayers... and that's it. </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Its a day of running around for me... Things are so hard for me, so convenient for him, yet He is the one who has made the mistakes. I will only see Sterling every other weekend- Which I'm doing for Sterling, not Mike. I'm trying to make this easy for our sweet child. *tears*</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Next- Coming to terms that I have failed my marriage. I have to learn to forgive myself for things I couldn't get right, and learn to move on. Mike and I are currently living together for the holidays, to give sterling the best Christmas possible- and its horrible. We are barely speaking. I want to cry all the time. and poor sterling. Half the time I feel like a bad mom for working so much... then a bad wife for not helping more. If I don't work, we wont make money, when i work, I cant clean and be home more. No happy medium in our home. <strong>I just couldn't make him happy</strong>. That's the killer. It kills me to the core because I tried <em>so hard. </em><u>But at least I tried. </u></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">I'm terrified of change. Please pray for me. I'm having a really difficult time. I'm trying to do whats best for me, and what is best for sterling... but I'm so scared of screwing up or losing my child. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong><em>All I ask for is Prayer. </em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Thanks ;)</span>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-57727335577635356962010-12-21T19:26:00.000-06:002010-12-21T19:26:14.092-06:00A year of Growing<div style="text-align: center;">As this year comes to an end, I cant help but think about how it has gone, and how much we have all grown. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I personally feel like I have become more "Me" than ever. I am strong in my shoes, know what I want out of life, and I'm a damn good momma! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I look at my son and I think-- Did he really grow this fast? Where has the time gone? But he is just the most sweetest, loving, funny little handful I could've ever asked for. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the time to remember why we are all here. To be thankful for our families and friends. Christ was brought into the world so many years ago on Christmas day... and if he could look at the world now what do you think he would say? I personally strive to make him proud. I haven't been the best person, or wife that I know i could be, but i can say with confidence that I lived every day for him this year. I just ask that as you read this, take a moment and look at your life. Thank God for what you have. Sometimes the things that seem so big and overwhelming really are so small. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A lady at Hope Community church, in Springfield, Missouri told me something that has stuck with me. Especially now with my upcoming hard months: </div><div style="text-align: center;">She said "<em>Honey, why do you worry? God has a BIGGER plan than you will ever know. Lay it all down to him. Stop worrying, and let him do his work. <strong>Just LAY IT ALL DOWN</strong></em>."</div><div style="text-align: center;">This was said to me from a lady I barely knew... My husband was going through treatment at the time for alcohol abuse, Sterling and I had no home- we were living house to house with friends... I had no idea what my future held or why I was even put in this position with a new born child. She had no idea what I was going through. At that moment in time I was scraping by, wondering how I was going to feed my child if I ran out of food stamps... or how I was going to buy diapers If i had no money. She didn't know-- but looked at me, said those words, and handed me $40.00. The next week at my woman's church group, all the girls had pitched in and bought diapers, wipes, food, clothes, and money. As I finally laid it all down, God took care of me. <em>Those words spoke to me.... as I hope this story speaks to you.</em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><u>Ever since then, I have worried less, and trusted more</u>. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If I could wish anything for all of my family and friends it is for you all to do the same. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish you all the most Merry Christmas ever... and please remember why we celebrate this day! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday Jesus!</div><div style="text-align: center;">And of course-- a Blessed new year, happy beginnings and heartfelt endings. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">God Bless,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Molly-Kate</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TRFTj85_V6I/AAAAAAAAABw/65U4EVzw0RE/s1600/lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TRFTj85_V6I/AAAAAAAAABw/65U4EVzw0RE/s320/lights.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-25233416346752790142010-12-21T19:00:00.000-06:002010-12-21T19:00:42.285-06:00~Book Review for Then Sings My Soul~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TRFLaLCuzGI/AAAAAAAAABs/fd0zM8FTKhY/s1600/_200_360_Book_277_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TRFLaLCuzGI/AAAAAAAAABs/fd0zM8FTKhY/s1600/_200_360_Book_277_cover.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I have had the awesome opportunity to read and enjoy this book. If you are a music lover, and a person who appreciates singing the word of God, I highly recommend this book!<br />
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To start of, the book is very well organised. It is a composition of songs, perfect for someone who sings gospel, plays piano or any other form of music- followed by a page of details about the history of the song. Have you ever thought about that? <em>Where did this song come from? Who wrote it? Why did they write it? What does this song really mean</em>? <em>When was it written?</em> This book helps you answer all of those questions.<br />
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I am personally a music buff... and I love singing praise and lifting up his name! With the holiday seasons that are approaching, I actually gave this book as a gift to a fellow Christian/ Music lover. Not only is it a great book for yourself, but I<em> wanted</em> to share it!<br />
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From now on when I sing these songs I will have a grater appreciation for them. I can tell a story about them, I can lift up the song and know why it was written, and I can have a greater appreciation for the artist who wrote them. <br />
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I'm very pleased with this book and really encourage anyone to read it!<br />
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<blockquote><span style="color: blue;">Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze.com <</span><a href="http://booksneeze.com/"><span style="color: blue;">http://BookSneeze.com</span></a><span style="color: blue;">> book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 <</span><a href="http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html</span></a><span style="color: blue;">> : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”</span></blockquote>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-53905621422039671262010-11-18T19:42:00.000-06:002010-11-18T19:42:42.679-06:00Ummm, BURRRRR!!!So, Fall has finally come. Last week we were borderline 70's and this week we are in the chilly 50's. I do love fall, but my shivering body is motioning me back to Florida. The beach, the sand, the sun, the smell of sunscreen and the sound of the ocean waves hitting the shore, followed by some guy next to you with dreadlocks playing the guitar....... and who can forget the VIEW?? Yup, its calling my name. "Molly, Come back." <br />
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</div><div align="left">Don't get me wrong. Fall is one of my favorite times of year. Football, thanksgiving, the beautiful leaves changing color... and did I say football? ;) Its the cold stuff I don't like. I hate to shiver. Teeth start chattering, and heaven forbid you try to talk when that happens...."What? Molly, stop speaking Spanglish and tell me what you are saying". So frustrating. I have to sleep with thick socks (which, i cant complain about, I love my fuzzy socks) and half the time I'm hovered over my husband like he is a space heater. Poor Guy!</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Well, A change in subject. Something a little more personal. </div><div align="left">I had horrible cysts on my ovaries at the beginning of this month. Its very frustrating to me seeing that I have had surgery, seen a specialist, and I'm taking a birth control that is supposed to lessen them to where I barely get them EVER. Not quite. I have been getting them every three months. That's 4 times a year in complete pain. <em>Overbearing I cant walk and this is worse than childbirth pain. OUCH!</em> It has really got me thinking of my options. In the moment of pain I get so frustrated and almost every time I yell saying I want a hysterectomy. But do I really want that? <em>noooooooo. </em>I do want another baby. My other options at this point are 1. Have surgery again. I would totally do it if my doctor were up for it. But he is not wanting to do that. or 2. Get on this medicine that will make my ovary's stop working. It makes you temporally infertile. The difference between this and birth control? This gives you no periods (kinda scary, it would be nice to not have the monthly mother nature visit, but not worth it), and there is a risk of permanent infertility. </div><div align="left">I'm not wanting to have a baby now... I want to wait like 2 more years. I would love another, but I don't feel I'm in the right place to have one right now. Our family has alot to work on. So, I guess its stick to the sucky plan that I'm on and suffer every 3 months or so. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">On a positive note:</div><div align="left">Sterling is getting so smart. Talking so much. He surprises us every day. He says words and Mike and I wonder where he learned them from. Not only that, but he is also learning Spanish and Marshalese at school! The other day at school he said Night night in Marshalese! cracks me up how kids pick up on things. I love to watch him learn!</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">My job is still going well. I just fit right in. Picked everything up in 2 days almost! </div><div align="left">It makes me happy to know I'm needed and appreciated for my work! Its been a great change. Next change? New car. It is needed so badly. After taxes come its the 1st thing on our list! AMEN!</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Well, That's all for now.</div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">God Bless,</span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Molly-Kate</span></strong></div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-61087038864467816982010-11-07T14:52:00.000-06:002010-11-07T14:52:50.710-06:00My Review on "A year with God"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TNcNyZJZXCI/AAAAAAAAABk/NylDcxTXqc4/s1600/year+with+god.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TNcNyZJZXCI/AAAAAAAAABk/NylDcxTXqc4/s320/year+with+god.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was Very excited to see this book, as I am an avid reader of Devotionals. I immediately began reading this and was very intrigued by the structure of the book. Everything flows really well, making it easy to read and follow. Every day starts with a Verse of Scripture from the Bible. Then it the Scripture is followed by a lesson of some sort. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I had to read this as a book, not as a daily devotional. Reading it page by page, in a story like way, made it much more difficult to read. I found that If I read it as a daily devotional, it was easier to read and Gods words speak to you more. Reading it this way also shows you how to bring God into your daily life, and the things you do. The book is broken down into many sections... Again, Making it easy for you to reference something if need be. </div><ul><li><div style="text-align: center;">Hope and Fear; </div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: center;">Love and Hate; </div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: center;">Faith and Doubt, </div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: center;">And Many others!</div></li>
</ul><div style="text-align: center;">.As Humans we all experience these above feelings. It was wonderful to have a guided scripture, followed by the lesson, to leave you with something to think about. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I would recommend this book to other fellow Christians. It has Short readings, its organized well, and definitely leaves you with The lord on your mind! It personally made me want to do better. I took the readings and tried to apply it to my daily activities. Don't we all need a little guidance sometimes? And with it starting with Gods word: There is no better person to imitate :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><blockquote>Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze.com <<a href="http://booksneeze.com/">http://BookSneeze.com</a>> book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 <<a href="http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html">http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html</a>> : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”</blockquote>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-45669220517065814942010-10-30T11:43:00.000-05:002010-10-30T11:43:35.281-05:00I can breathe<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As you know, I started my job this past Monday. I am happy to report that I LOVE IT! I think its the perfect job for me. I'm only working 30 hours a week (meaning more time to be a wife and mommy) with weekends and holidays off! I picked up the job so quickly, and I'm successfully doing tasks without help already in my 1st week. I love the Doctor I work for. He is very nice and soft spoken, and the patients love him. AND the girl I work with, Alicia, is alot like me. Overall, This is GREAT news!</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TMxIRgAaZ2I/AAAAAAAAABU/TLhjvQ_bAO4/s1600/workin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TMxIRgAaZ2I/AAAAAAAAABU/TLhjvQ_bAO4/s320/workin.jpg" width="238" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">(My first day at my New job!)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Mikes dad is here this weekend. Sterling talks about his papa NON STOP. "papa, papa papa papa papa"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">ALL DAY LONG. So, when Papa came yesterday... Holy cow, it was like Christmas to Sterling. So, we are excited to have him here. He leaves Sunday Morning. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Also, Trick or Treating time is finally HERE! I have been so excited about taking our little Sea Otter out! I have one problem....<em>I have no idea when the trick or treating is!</em> I'm assuming Sunday, on Halloween... But since its a school night, I'm not sure! So frustrating. I guess if kids come to my door tonight for candy then we will know. Sterling loves his little costume! He puts it on and even has a little otter walk. When gave him the costume he said "oh woooow!" So funny! I cant wait! I love Halloween. </span></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sterling broke a fever last Saturday. It lasted for a few hours, then went away. He has two little cold sores in the corners of his mouth now. I'm assuming they are fever blisters, but he is just so small it breaks my heart! I hate it when He hurts... and these hurt! Mike is starting to get sick too... I hope its not a nasty bug. I don't wanna get sick, and since I'm the momma and take care of everyone, I probably will. YUCK!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, That's all for now. Ill update tomorrow with Halloween Pictures!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>God Bless,</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Molly-Kate</strong></span></div>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-34703704924156531522010-10-22T11:34:00.001-05:002010-10-22T11:34:09.781-05:00HORRAY!!!I got the job! I start Monday, and Im so excited! <br />
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I got off the phone and screamed. Ive never been so excited about a job before! <br />
Just wanted to share the news with my readers! <br />
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YAY ME!<br />
God Bless,<br />
Molly-KateMolly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-70340479410455439822010-10-21T22:07:00.000-05:002010-10-21T22:07:27.426-05:00Sterling is 18 months!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TMD2ytreQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/4HxwT2jHVpU/s1600/halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U1_BhFfiTrY/TMD2ytreQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/4HxwT2jHVpU/s320/halloween.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Our little man is 18 months... yes... a year and a half already. Where has the time gone? The thought of him being 2 years old in 6 months is astonishing to me! He is growing so much, getting bigger every day... His vocabulary is expanding. Im kinda copying my friend Julie's blog, but I have made a list of words he has said recently... He is getting there! Im sure this month he will just take off with bigger and bigger words. He still babbles quite a bit, but its getting better every day!</span></strong><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sterlings 18 month Vocabulary:</span></u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mama</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dada</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Papa </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Doggie said "Doh-key"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">more</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">milk said "Mil"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ball</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yum Yum</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Go Go GOOOO!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no no</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">please said "pease"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">thank you said "Tant chu"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">yes</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">bath</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">oh yes--emphasising the ohhhh</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">okay-- said "ohhh kay"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">stop it!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">thats cool said "dats coo"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Oh wow!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">car</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">bus</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">shoe</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sock said "soh"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Duck</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quack Quack-- said "kak kak"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hi</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">bye </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">whats that-- said "its dat"</span></strong></div><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So far so good! He's a quick little learner and suprises me more and more!</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sterling is also getting into more of the boy toys. His favorite toys are his Bus, which he pushes all over the house, his rocking horse, blocks, and he loves to read! We arent watching Elmo as much... and he loves loves LOVES going to "school". At school he plays house, pushes his stroller around, reads, and is a little ladies man! His favorite outside toys are his little bike that Grandpa Dennis got him, and his ball. He runs and plays like its his first time outside every time! (I have no idea what we will do during the winter!!) </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">He has such a vibrant personality... He is so funny, acting goofy by dancing and making funny faces all the time. I love having him with me, its like a little mini me running around, cracking me up every time I turn around. </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So, Thats the 18 month update.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Another update: I havent been employed by Springdale Police Department for about 2 weeks now. I didnt really realize how much strain that job put on my body. I would work from 10pm to 6am, come home, sleep for an hour, take sterling to school. Come back at 830, go to sleep by 9am, wake up and go leave to get Sterling by 1:30... I was just drained. physically, emotionally... I got sick all the time. And on top of that my stress levels at that job were insane! I loved my job. I loved helping people. I just couldnt deal with everything else that came with it... people were mean to me. It was worse than high school! Im not one to talk bad about anyone, but that job made me feel like I had to walk on eggshells every day. </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Since I havent been there, I feel like Im back to being me. Even after I left I heard some hateful rumors about me. I just decided it was for the best and that I dont need or deserve to work for a company like that. So, now I have come to peace with what happened and I have focused my energy on finding another job. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Last week I had an interview at a psychologist's office. It went so well. The girls that I would work with are great. The Dr. is AMAZING, and the pace is slow, and its a low stress job. God really answered my prayers on this one. I have always, ALWAYS wanted to work in a medical office. So, if I get it its going to be a dream come true. Im so excited! I find out tomorrow but the doctor said that its looking positive for me, so I hope it happens!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Michael is still in school. Doing very well. This is such a big transition for him. I cant imagine what he is going through, I can only be here to support him. You have to think of what a soldier goes through overseas, coming home and trying to find what your place in life is, then going to school... on top of it all... adjusting to crowds, young kids (mike is 28) who arent on the same level as you, just life in general while trying to still be a dad.... I give him props. Lots of this has caused a strain on the marriage, but now that we have discussed it I know that its not me, its things that I cant understand. Hopefully with some counsiling and more adjusting, Mike can continue to grow and live past his traumatic experiences... and we can grow more. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Julie Rumbaugh is pregnant!</span></u></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Im so excited for her and I knew this time was coming... I literally just sent her a card telling her not to give up... and that its going to happen for her soon. I cried when she told me. Its something she wanted so badly, and Im so happy this time has come for her again. She is an amazing mom and I learn alot from her! I love you Julie, and Jackson-- BIG BROTHER JACK!!!! I like it :) By the time her baby gets here her husband will almost he done with his apprenticeship... so its literally the most perfect timing ever. God is Good! I ask all my readers (the few I have) to pray for her and the baby! Healthy growth for mommy and baby to be!!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well, Thats all for now! As you can tell by the picture Sterling is going to be a Sea Otter for halloween! Im very excited for this and I cant wait to post more pictures! New Post to follow soon!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">God Bless, </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Molly-Kate</span></strong>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-86996153089478581282010-10-08T03:27:00.000-05:002010-10-08T03:27:18.235-05:00Overdue Update<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> My life has been so HECTIC lately. It has been one thing <em>after the other</em> <u>after the other</u>.... Seriously... I need a vacation from Life. I have been trying to keep my head up, but its been so hard some days. Solution? Yes indeed! Anti-Depressants. Am I ashamed to talk about it? Heck no. I feel like a new woman. Literally. I was getting to where I wanted to sleep all day (of course I didnt) but I just never had energy. I dont want to be that mom that lays around and watches TV all day due to the lack of motivation. Everything in my life seemed to be falling apart. Work was hard, my marriage seems to be crumbling right before my very eyes... and I've been sick left and right, Sterling with ear infections...I HAD IT! I let it get the best of me and just shut down ... and then the miracle pill came. Just gives me a tad bit of energy and Im ready to handle the day. I have been constantly in prayer also. The power of prayer is amazing... <em>"Lord, Please give me the strength to get through the day, to be positive for my son, and patient with my husband."</em> Repeat. and Repeat. This is where God carries me in the "footprints" poem. Laying down all my troubles to him has helped me get through the day. <em>He is amazing like that</em> :0) When it gets really hard, I just remember that there is a bigger plan that I dont understand. Everyday is a day that he has made for me. Even when its hard, there is always something brighter waiting if I have him to follow. Who can be sad when you have a God that makes even the bad things seem so small?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What else is new? Sterling has been such a joy lately. Once we got the ear infections taken care of its been nothing but smiles and laughs from him. He is developing such a vibrant personality. There are times where we just sit there and giggle at each other. Those are the best times a mommy can have with her baby. Pure Joy. He reminds me alot of myself.... I wish so badly I lived closer to family at times like these. They would enjoy him so much right now, (well they would enjoy him period!) I could use them more than ever but this new inner strength that I didnt know I had... its been pretty good to me lately. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I feel like I should have so much to talk about, but I have kindof shut off my emotions the last few weeks to get by. I feel like I have alot to say but I just cant remember!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I will update more often, hopefully things start to look up soon!</span><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">God Bless, </span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Molly</span> </em>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-3125534239065525052010-09-21T02:49:00.000-05:002010-09-21T02:49:10.127-05:00Winfield Bluegrass FestivalWe are now back from camping for a little less than a week in Winfield, KS... What started off horribly ended so good. <br />
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We arrived on Tuesday evening. My dad was too tired to camp that night so we slept at his house in Oxford, Kansas, which is about 8 miles from Winfield. We got up the next day and loaded all the camping gear and headed out for what was supposed to be the start of an awesome weekend. <br />
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Wednesday night is when things went horribly wrong. We started out just hanging out, catching up with everyone, unpacking what seemed to be an entire house worth of stuff.... Then a friend Jake got a call from his kids stating that they were getting alot of bad weather and hail in a town nearby. Being the motherly being I am, I immediatly got out my phone and kept tabs on the radar, updating Jake on the storm. From what everyone could tell it was just going to miss us... So, we just sat outside and watched a storm pass us by. Within minutes the sky became black, the temperature changed to cooler weather... and lightening started. <br />
The next thing I know a lightning strike hit really close to where we were. Everyone started yelling at me to get the baby in a truck where its grounded. Dads truck was locked, so I ended up taking him into a camper and waited. The wind picked up, and then the sirens sounded. I opened the door to the camper and looked at my dad and he said "Maude, get the baby in the truck now." We run for the truck, strapping Sterling into the middle with no car seat, (which totally freaked me out), and started trying to find a safe place. We started by driving around the campsite, looking for a covered place to park. Traffic was horrible, and trees looked like they were going to break in half. So, My dad decided it would be best to hit the road and run from it. On the radio we could hear them saying that Winfield has lost all power, and that the tornado was on the ground 5 miles north of us.... Dad drove the opposite way. I immediatly began praying as we tried to get out of the campsites traffic, people running in the road trying to find cover, cars trying to run to a safer place, it was a mad house. We finally got out and started heading for Ark City (which I later found out that Julie's saint husband had to go the next day to fix their power, those guys need praise, they work so hard!!!) God was really on my side, because the moment I started praying, Sterling fell right to sleep. The skies got dark, the rain was falling sideways.... I was worried about everyone at the campsite. So many things were going through my mind. I immediately called Mike and told him to start praying, that I was scared we werent going to make it, and that I loved him. My dad kept trying to find a good radio station with updates, as we kept loosing signal due to power outages. <br />
We finally got towards Ark city and you could see the blue sky ahead of us... but in the rear view it was dark as night. <br />
When we took a different road to get to my dads house, you could see all the funnels. Luckily I had Julie, who lives on the other side of Wichita, texting me updates on the weather, telling me if we were clear where we were at. Gave me a huge peice of mind. We made it to my dads safely, thank God. But that was one of the scariest things I have ever been through. <br />
After getting to dads I called around to try to reach people back at the campsite. Our friend Jake, bless his heart, stood out in the storm holding our tent up so we wouldnt loose anything. No one was hurt, no one had any damage. A couple of friends that lived near by had severe roof damage to their home, but other than that everyone was ok. Jakes kids made it through also. <br />
As I laid down that night, I slept with Sterling in my arms, holding him so tight. I probably kissed him a million times and thanked God that he was still with me and that my dad protected us. It reminded me of when Sterling was 5 weeks, and we had a tornado out at Mike's dads farm. Sterling and I were down in the cellar, I covered him with a blanket, and hovered over him praying that God would keep us safe. I watched the ceiling tiles move, and out of the cellar window you could see what looked like hell had taken over. It lasted only a few minutes but it seemed like forever. When it was all done, we came upstairs, house still standing, unharmed. But a barn had collapsed, and our brandnew greenhouse that the entire family put so much work into was gone. It was devistating. <br />
So, Sterling is my little tornado baby. One day Ill look back and tell him these stories, and about how he is a little survivor, and how his grandpas, Dean and my dad, were hero's on both of those terrifying days. <br />
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After that things were great. We went back out to the festival the next morning, and nothing was lost or ruined. We had alot of mud from a little flooding, but everyone worked really hard together and got everything cleaned up. Sterling had a hay day with that mud too! I think at one point he was covered from head to toe! My dad made Sterling a little covered wagon (which I would post pictures if someone could show me how...hint hint) and we just pulled him around as we looked at crafts, and listened to music. My dads girlfriend Judy came down from Texas. It was great to see her, and she was so wonderful with Sterling! I even got a little mommys night out and got hang out with friends and drink some champagne. I got a little carried away, but I had SO much fun. <br />
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Music was great, friends were even greater.... and I cant wait untill next year! Leaving was hard. Watching my dad cry as he said by to Sterling killed me. I hate being so far away. I think I cried almost all the way home. <br />
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So, thats the eventful story of our past weekend. I posted a video of some of the footage someone captured of all the tornadoes. I guess there were about 6 in the area. The hail was 7.75 inches! Video is very neat to look at so take a gander!<br />
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Thats all for now. Back to the daily regular. <br />
Hope all is well with everyone! <br />
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<em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>God Bless,</strong></span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Molly</strong></span></em>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-89562031286923799012010-09-21T00:25:00.000-05:002010-09-21T00:27:38.019-05:00footage from our tornado<object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9SYspyvHr8I/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SYspyvHr8I?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SYspyvHr8I?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br />
I found this video looking for cool pictures of the storm that we were in while camping out at Winfield,Kansas. This shows exactly what we saw, and sends chills down my spine! Another post to follow!Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-1888018906584485992010-09-12T03:35:00.000-05:002010-09-12T03:35:13.993-05:00Counting DownThe Count down to Vacation begins! (acutally I have been counting down for a while now, but now that its getting closer Im getting WAY more excited!) <br />
Every year my family has gone to a bluegrass festival in Winfield, Kansas. It has now become like a family reunion and its seriously always the highlight of my year. Not only do I get to see my family and friends, but I get to hear great music, enjoy lots of arts and crafts, and....here is the big one this year.... <em>relax!!!</em> This will be little Sterling's first year.... we didnt go last year due to him being so little and the scare of Swine Flu and big crowds... but my little music lover is going to have a blast this year! He is at the perfect age and I am so excited to introduce him to everyone. The best thing out of this whole vacation will be to see my daddy... (yes, I still call him daddy, and I probably will in my 90's) Having him and Ster-Fry together to me is priceless. Sterling is so much like him in so many ways.... I hate living so far from him, but I sure do charish the times we have together even more now. Michael wont be able to go because of school, but we will still have fun!<br />
So, All in All.... IM READY to go!!!!<br />
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The past few weeks have been a little rough for me. Besides the last post with the TICK , I have had a sore throat, My hub and I got into an arguement (which doesnt happen often, so when it does my world stops) and then I havent been getting sleep. So today... I slept in after work, took extra vitamins, and I am determined to be on the up and up. I cant take it anymore!<br />
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Sterling is doing well. We had his 1st dental appt on Wednesday, (we had to for his daycare) and all was good, of course! Thursday we got his second hair cut, and he looks soooo much better! Then Friday we had Family day at his daycare- where I got nominated to be Chairman of the parent commitee! Kinda fun! Im like the PreK PTA mom! lol. Oh my gosh, to make the PTA mom thing even funnier, Mike and I went to look for cars, and this dealership guy asked me if I would be interested in a van.... I said, "well, I would love the space, but Im in Van Denial."... he convienced us to sit in one.... leather seats, moon roof, SO MUCH ROOM, auto doors, 3rd row seating.... Not gonna lie, we kinda fell in love. We are applying for it! Mike even liked it! HAHA! So, yep, I'm soccor mom in the making.... or how about baseball mom in training!!! I like it!<br />
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Sterling has also been saying more and more every day. He is still saying alot of jibberish, but he tries to copy more of what mommy and daddy say. His favorite word is (very dramatically said) "<u>oooohhhhhhh</u> kay".<br />
Its absolutly adorable. The Dog is "dockey' then he makes the sound dogs make when they are out of breath... <em>hheeeh heeeh heeeh heehhhh....</em> there are more, but Ive got so much else on my mind I cant remember them all! Ill start writing them all down and updating you all!<br />
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Well, Thats all for now.<br />
<em><strong>God Bless, </strong></em><br />
<em><strong>Molly</strong></em>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-79582892876157874432010-09-04T01:49:00.000-05:002010-09-04T01:49:08.129-05:00"ticked" off<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What a week I have had so far. I have to tell you all the most interesting medical problem I have had thus far. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have been having eye trouble with my left eye. It started about 2 weeks ago, just a little eye irritaion. I thought it was allergies and I noticed that when I wore my contacts it was worse. So, I've been wearing my glasses, and keeping my hands and eyes both free of germs just in case it was something other than that. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">....... Doesnt get better. It gets worse. I'm walking around with a red, swollen eye, although no pain or itching I finally stop being stubborn and go to the eye doctor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">You would not believe what they found in my eye.......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">........ a freakin Seed Tick. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I'm not even kidding. <strong>ATTACHED</strong> to my eye... small enough to be invisible to the naked eye, but under a microscope it there. I freaked out, asking "WHAT? HOW? HUH? ARE YOU SURE?" My doctor was in just as much shock as I was. What makes it even more discusting is that it was still attached, but it was Dead. I can honestly say I had a dead seed tick attached to the inside of my eye. <u>That is Gross.</u> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So, now Im on a heavy eye drop antibiotic just in case it was DISEASED (doctor said it like it was nothing, "we will put you on this just in case...") and a steriod to reduce the swelling and redness. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am now paranoid. I feel like there are little seed ticks <em>everywhere</em>. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">and Im sure those reading this are now paranoid too.... sorry for that, but thats the weirdest thing I have ever had happen to me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sterling has been doing really well in daycare. I drop him off, and he no longer cries. We have a really good routine now and things seem to be alot better for him while he is there. Family Day is next friday, so Im excited about that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, I have lots to do, so I hope everyone has a great night and Ill update more later!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">God Bless</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Molly</span>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-20960924185993290852010-09-01T22:09:00.000-05:002010-09-01T22:28:52.653-05:00God Speed Little Man....So, Whoever is reading this, this might be a little emotional in the beginning but I promise to lighten it up!<br />
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Sterling woke up again, within an hour of being asleep, screaming and trembling. So, again I run in. Pick him up into my arms and begin to sway (as im standing) him back to sleep. <br />
Back and Forth... Back and Forth. His eyes just going in and out... <br />
So, I said to myself, sing to him. I havent had to really rock him in a while since he has been going to sleep on his own, and I had to think of what used to work for him. <br />
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1st song we sang in choir in high school, but the words are so beautiful I always told myself to sing it to my child... "Mother rocks you, Humbing lowly, Hush my dear one, go to sleep. Angels hover, ever nearer. Looking on your smiling face. I will hold you, close, unfold you, hush my dear one, go to sleep...."<br />
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It worked. Instantly. But by that point I was enjoying something that I have missed in so long. Holding my little man in my arms, watching him sleep, and singing him lullabies. <br />
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Next on the list- You are my Sunshine. My daddy used to sing that to me, Infact we still sing it together in harmony. I used to sing that when sterling was a baby and it was the only thing that could make him quiet. <br />
Then I start tearing up thinking of how big he is, and how that really wasnt that long ago. <br />
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3rd Came- Jesus loves me. I refuse to let Sterling go to sleep without prayer....and in youth group we made up a more contemporary version of this song. I love to sing it, and its very soothing. Who doesnt want to hear that Jesus loves you? I know I love to sing it and lift him in praise! <br />
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Lastly, This one is the kicker.... God Speed (sweet dreams). <br />
Here are the lyrics.<br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Godspeed (Sweet Dreams)"</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dragon tales and the "water is wide"</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Pirate's sail and lost boys fly</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Fish bite moonbeams every night</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">And I love you</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">The rocket racer's all tuckered out</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Superman's in pajamas on the couch</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Goodnight moon, will find the mouse</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">And I love you</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">God bless mommy and match box cars</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">God bless dad and thanks for the stars</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">God hears "Amen," wherever we are</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">And I love you</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams, little man</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godspeed</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sweet dreams</span></strong></em><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">If that doesnt make you tear up I dont know what will... My mom used to play this for my brother, and now that I have a child it has a whole new meaning. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">I got to kiss my child to sleep, successfully lay him down without waking him, and come in here and ball. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">I guess that what being a mommy is all about. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">A few good notes:</span><br />
<ul><li><span style="font-family: Times;">WE FINALLY GOT RAIN! Holy crap have we been waiting on this or what! I couldnt stand to be outside anymore. Our grass is dead, its been awefully hott, and our weather man has been totally wrong for the past month! Thank God we finally have some rain. Our pour grass trees and plants have needed it. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Times;">Sterling is the official owner of a potty. So far, he thinks the "pee blocker" is a toy that makes noise, and that the inside of the toilet bowl is a treasure chest for toys. We did get him on it once, but it was for a quick picture, then off. I just want him to slowly become comfortable sitting on it. When he is ready, He will tell us!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Times;">This may not sound good to start, but it gets better. Sunday night I was at work and started having horrible shakes, I was having a hard time catching my breath, and my heart was racing.... I thought that it was an anxiety attack, but it didnt feel like that... I thought maybe i needed to eat? nope.... I ended up going to to hospital, and they said that my potassium was horribly low. As many times as I have been to the doctor, no one has ever ever ever told me to watch my potassium. I didnt know! So I guess I was having something similar to a heart attack, but not. wow. Good news? Im not a person with heart attack history ( meaning im ok) and I have potassium pills to take which seem to be making a difference. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Times;">Last one. Walnut Valley Bluegrass Festival is coming up. Im so excited. I get to take Sterling camping, enjoy friends and family and even go see Julie! Hopefully we can meet up in Wichita! If any friends have vacation time they can use I highly recommend coming! Its the 3 weekend in September in Winfield Kansas. </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Well, I better get to bed. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Goodnight all..... and God Speed. :0)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Molly</span>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-66912840891716245522010-08-29T11:09:00.000-05:002010-08-29T11:09:57.198-05:00NightmaresWhen I was little I used to have a problem having "night terrors".... I can still vividly remember waking up, in a dream, seeing all of my dream and reality around me at the same time. The last one I can remember from growing up was when I was living with my dad at about age 14. I had a dream I was in some sort of game, kinda like a video game only scarier, and there were these disks in the air that I had to jump to, or I would die. So, As Im sleeping I stand up on my bed and begin jumping on these disks... It sounds hillarious, and kindof is when I look back. But at the time it wasnt. My dad woke up and came into the room and asked me what I was doing. I told him I had to jump or I was going to die. He immediatly knew what was going on and went to fetch me some water. I followed. Only he walked down the stairs, and I jumped down the entire flight of stairs. I remember screaming at him asking him to take me to the hospital because I was so scared of dying. Shortly after, I woke up from the night terror, and calmed down and went to bed. This is just an example of one I can remember, pretty vividly. <br />
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Sterling has woke up 2 times in the past month with nightmares. He wakes up screaming bloody murder, Michael and I run in, and he immediatly grabs on to us trembling. He did this for the second time last night. He just let me cuddle with him on the couch, barely moving for a half an hour.... and for those of you that know my son he is so high strung that doesnt happen often. <br />
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Im so terrifed that this is something somewhat genetic. I hope that he doesnt get this from me and that its normal for him to have nightmares. I just dont know what a 16 month old could be dreaming of that is scary?<br />
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We have another nightmare problem in our house also... Since Michael got home from Iraq he has nightmares of being back over there. Sometimes its just the little mumbling of words, asking me to go get the sniper riffle or telling me about his mission.... I always just wake up and answer him like Im there with him, hoping that he will just go back to sleep like normal. But then there are the times where he wakes up trembling, his entire body as if he is having a seizure, he will start crying and I will have to <em>carefully</em> try to wake him up. Just like Sterling, I hold him and wait untill he doses off to sleep. The 4th of July is the worst. Michael hears fireworks outside while we are sleeping and wakes up thinking he is in a war zone. So, while the United States is celebrating our Nations independance, Im worried to leave the <em>man that Fought for our country</em> at home alone while Im at work, in fear that he will wake up in terror and have no one here to comfort him. We can no longer enjoy the 4th of July like we used to. It has now become a dreaded holiday. Isnt it ironic? We are so proud to be Americans, So proud of my husbands fight for our county, So proud of the ones that we lost and the ones that made it home.... yet, we can't enjoy the one holiday that really represents that. As the wife of a soldier, I must admit, this is more than I bargained for, but Im so proud of him and I know that this is a small reprocussion of the sacrafises that they have made.<u><em>“Those with the greatest awareness have the greatest nightmares.” Mahatma Gandhi</em></u><br />
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Well, On a side note our family has had an aweful cold for over a week now. It has mostly affected Mike and Sterling, but The last few days its been a little rough on me. Im going to return to work today, (working my 12 hour shift) and hope that my voice stays in tact and that I can keep my energy levels up to par. Im going to go to the doctor on monday and see if she can perscribe us something. <br />
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Thats all for now. Off to go be SUPER MOM! Fighting Laundry and dishes, moping and dusting, one day at a time! <em>Duh duh Duuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh! </em>(super mom music).<br />
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God Bless,<br />
MollyMolly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4872219130799726417.post-58351077795513923092010-08-27T20:02:00.000-05:002010-08-27T20:02:02.389-05:00My 1st Blog<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, Here it is... My first blog. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I have had 3 days to try and set this up, and its taken quite a bit to figure it out! Wish me luck! (Hopefully we will see some improvements in the next week or so!)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Well, Im starting this blog for the same reason My best friend Julie did... To leave a little story of my life behind for my son. I would love for him to look back and see what we have done together as a family... and I want to share it with my family and friends also. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">My little boy Sterling is currently 16 months old... he is a little firecracker! Has mommys goofy personality, and daddys independance. My husband is Michael, he is a Veteran of the US Army, and is currently going to the University of Arkansas for a double major of Criminal Justice and Forensics. <- GO MIKE! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We have come a long way in our journey together as a family and I cant wait to see where the Lord takes us next!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">With all that said, I will begin my 1st journal. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Sterling started Daycare, or as we call it "school" last week. He is doing really well. The first week it was tough, he cried alot, and didnt nap. But I think now we are finally starting to form a routine and he is doing better. The 1st day I dropped him off was hard, but it was the second week that was the kicker... As I'm driving to take him to the center, the radio was doing a theme on "back to school", playing all these songs, such as "butterfly kisses"- which gets me every time I hear it... and the tears started pouring down! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I managed to regather myself to drop him off, made it out the door and as I got back into my car, they began to read poems. One of them was in a childs point of view saying "mommy, im going to be fine" that one was good.... the next one was from the mommys point of view... and it started "dear world, please be kind to my baby".... just that alone made me ball. It was a gut wrenching poem, and as I drove home Im sure a million people were starring at me like "what is wrong with that lady?". I dont want him to grow up. I just want him to stay small and innocent forever. Sometimes I just watch him and wonder what kind of man he will be. Hopefully respectful, kind and loving towards others.... Mike and I joke and call him Pastor Sterling, (my way of trying to make him more holy or something) lol... but in all reality, My parents shaped me, and Its alot of pressure to make sure that we do the same. I know we will be fine, but its always on my mind. I always want whats best. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Michael going to school has been very interesting. I thought a baby changes a relationship, (as far as intimacy and "mommy daddy time") but now we have to designate "home work time" and "mommy needs a nap before work time"... I also work Midnights (from 10 pm to 6am) so the only nights we get to share the same bed are my nights off.... by then the two of us are so warn out! Its definitly a new experience for us, but we have been in way worse situations. I always said that I wanted my kids like 2 years apart, but its starting to look like 4 years apart more and more each day. Sterling has been such a blessing to us, and Im ok with just having him for a few more years. With my job, I hear the worst of the worst stories of what happens to children. It makes me so Grateful for everything that we have. Sterling deserves the world, and Im going to do everything in my power to give it to him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Well, Thats all for tonight. Im going to get ready for work, and catch up on other blogs before I go! </span><br />
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<em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">God Bless</span></em><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Molly</strong></span></em> </span>Molly-Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12324686193154528897noreply@blogger.com2