I am passionate about many things. Today, however, is a special day and I’d like to share my love, passion, and gratitude for being blessed with the best husband a woman could ask for. 2 years ago my prayers were answered. It was our wedding day, and family and friends gathered as we entered into thissacred covenant. I knew my life would be changed forever, but I couldn’t begin to imagine what the Lord had in store for me! Because of him I am a wife and a mother. Because of him I have an earthly sense of the unconditionalloveGod has for me. He is my spiritual head, my rock and my support. He is more than I could’ve asked for. He celebrates the woman I was created to be.
Last year we had a photo shoot to commemorate our first anniversary together. I’d like to share these photos with you and give a very special thanks to our photographers. Larry Daviswas our wedding photographer and planted this idea in our minds. I’d heard of a“Trash the Dress”shoot as a symbolic statement that there will only be “one dress for one man”. The idea of getting all dolled up and getting to frolic about in a pretty dress, greatly appealed to my inner-child. Besides, who else gets to wear their wedding gown twice? 😉
After a day of going where no bride had gone before, it was time for the grand finale. Here we were joined by our dear friend and professional photographer, Squint Foto. As my husband’s best man he was unable to take photos on our wedding day. Let’s just say he more than made up for it!
Want to know a secret? There were 3 of us in these photos. Our sweet baby girl was just beginning to grow inside of me. I’m teary-eyed thinking of how my whole world has been changed. I love you babe! 2 down…100 more to go. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!
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I took this photo while visitingThe Bowers Museum of Cultural Art, in Santa Ana, CA. I found this portrait to be warm and intimate, touching and sincere, and breathtakingly beautiful. The purple shawl reflects many things, but for me it represents the unconditional love and protection a mother feels towards her child.
Every 4 years an event takes place that captivates audiences from around the world. The 2012 Olympics have finally arrived and we’re all abuzz with Olympic fever. My excitement was solidified after having the opportunity to attend the final day of the U.S. Women’s Gymnastics Trials, and although on vacation (pictures coming soon) you better believe we’re watching what we can! You may tune in for the extravagant opening ceremony, the unification and pride displayed by your fellow countrymen, the intense competition, unfolding of heart-warming stories, or to see what lessons can be learned. There are various reasons that explain why we’re so drawn to this occasion, but the sure thing is that we love to celebrate extraordinary achievements. It’s wonderful, but what about celebrating the small, seemingly insignificant accomplishments of our daily lives?
As the mother of a 4 and a half month old, I am thrilled with every subtle nuance, growth and change in Alexandra’s development. Oh the milestones are endless (first poop, first smile, first bath, rolling over, lifting her head, sleeping thru the night, etc.), and I love recording them because they mean something to me. In all the wonder I see in her, I’ve realized I have a thing or two to be proud of as well! So I’ve decided to list some of my accomplishments in motherhood, not with the intent of rubbing anything in or making someone feel bad, but simply as a reminder that it’s OK to give myself a pat on the back! Here are some of the reasons (so far) why I should be a candidate for the mommy gold:
I gave birth!! After carrying this little one around for 39 weeks, 6 hours of intense labor, and an emergency c-section, she’s here!!
Nursing exclusively. She will take a bottle (for the most part, lol), but after a challenging start we’ve found the groove!
My first major solo trip to the grocery store! I was scurred, but we made it. 😉
Going for a walk at least 2-3 times a week. Soothes baby girl and eases mommy’s mind too. Plus it’s the perfect opportunity to commune with the Lord!
Taking a shower every day and applying some make-up too! I love the little stinker, but she’s not going to derail my hygiene routine. Hahaha.
One-handed multitasking. Maybe it’s eating, cleaning, or typing (like I’m doing now!), but who knew I could do so much with 13 lbs 30z in my arms?!
Road trip! Hubby+baby+7 hours in the car. Hollaaaaa!
Parting with her at night so she can sleep in the crib in her own room. Sniffle. I’m fine, really, but you can read about it here.
Losing 3/4 of my baby weight and for the most part feeling confidant where I am now! Got some new clothes, and I’ll let you know when I hit the goal of wearing my wedding band again.
Changing her diaper any and everywhere. I’m also getting pretty good on my lap.
Maintaining some level of consistency in my prayer life and study time. CRUCIAL!!!!
Getting away for some mommy me time. A little bit of pampering goes a long way.
Not being so hard on myself when I make a mistake. Babies are resilient and God knows I’m doing my very best!
It’s your turn!! What are some goals or milestones you’ve recently recorded for yourself? You don’t have to be a mom, just willing to give yourself some credit!! I’d love to hear from you and remember this:
I CAN do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13 NKJV
I hope you enjoy the balance of your day!! God bless!
This is my first time participating in the Weekly Photo Challenge, and I’ve selected a picture of my daughter in her swing. Taking this reminded me of how much fun I used to have at the playground, and how I’d skip the monkey bars and slide to get to the swing set before anyone else. It was my FAVORITE!! I can’t wait to give Alexandra her first “push”, right before hopping on the one next to hers. Swinging side-by-side will make me a very happy mommy! 🙂
” Good night. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite. Sweet dreams, I love you.”
For as long as I can remember, my father would tuck me into my bed at night and whisper these words in my ear. When I was too old to be tucked in he stood in my doorway and made sure I heard this sweet expression before drifting off to dreamland. Every night he wanted to be certain I knew that his princess was on his mind before he went to sleep. In the mornings he would burst into my room like a cheesy-grinning ray of sunshine and belt out ” RISE AND SHINE AND GREET THE MORNING! RISE AND SHINE AND GREET THE MORNING!!!” I, unlike my father, am not a morning person, so I would twist up my face and feign disgust over this joyous morning display. I would get out of bed only to make him stop, lol, but deep down I knew that my mornings wouldn’t be this wonderful without his production.