I’m pretty sure that when you read the title of this post, that it meant out of frustration. Isn’t that when we often times throw up our hands? As if we have nothing left to give? When there is nothing else you can do in a situation? Something Mazy has always struggled with is sleep….
The past few weeks have been a bit of a new journey for us, though they shouldn’t have come by surprise. As Dan and I have been busy going through our items, taking things off walls we no longer need, purging of toys when Mazy is not around, we thought we were safe. We didn’t…
Two years ago, God blessed us with a beautiful little baby girl. She was a gift we surely did not deserve, but one we held with such humble pride, knowing God had chosen us for that very moment, that very miracle, and that life-changing moment. For years, I prayed I would be a mom. At…
Oh the beauty of a good night’s sleep. I remember lying in bed the night before Mazy was to be born (I was scheduled to be induced). I remember thinking “this” was the last night of sleep I would get before she was in our arms. A moment I will always remember, but a moment…
Much of this past week was spent preparing for the garage sale that I had with a friend this weekend, but also just enjoying sweet Mazy of course! Did I mention how crazy funny she is these days? Never fails to entertain us! At Open Rock on Monday, Matt taught her to hoola hoop! She…
My excitement was maybe a little premature. One night as Dan and I were heading to bed, he asked me if I wanted my house coat (feel free to laugh, I call my robe my house coat) set out by the door for WHEN (not IF) Mazy woke up. I said no. To his surprise,…
