Five kids...each one it's own variety. Lots of laughter, joy and fun times. A life following Jesus...being a Jesus lover. Raising these incredible individuals and leading them towards their destiny. Stop on by, settle in for a bit and share bits and pieces of our life.
Quick pics from the weekend. William has been begging to go running with me. As I train for my 10k I have run by myself...unlike my training for the 5k. My partners either dropped out or have a different running schedule. Well, now that we moved to a regular neighborhood I have kids asking to go running with me. Though I don't think they are ready to run a few miles, I said that they could go individually on their bike or scooter. So, the picture above is of William and I after I ran 3 miles through our neighborhood and he was on his scooter. I love these moments. The longer I parent 5 kids, the more I recognize the need to spend individual time with my kids. It can be a date out, a movie in our master bedroom or something simple like this. I woke him up quietly at 6:20 and then we were off 10 minutes later. We had such a great time. William is my talker, so he chatted the whole time we were out. It felt good to be with him. Just the two of us.
And then I snapped this on Saturday when we went to visit my best friend in our new neighborhood. The kids are dying to be outside and on their bikes and scooters. It's a bit hot out still here in Florida, but that's okay. I took them anyway. We took off for our short walk and had so much fun. They are learning the rules of the road (which is needed, since they grew up on a dead end dirt road) and I was just loving my time with them. It's the little things we do. The times we spend with them...that they really enjoy!
What have you done this week with your kids?
My dad and his wife were in town the other day...and my cousin who lives 3 hours away came to have dinner with us. What a joyous day it was. Here is the first family selfie with my extended family. Good memories!
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It seems that I have been going to births for most of my adult life. The first birth I ever was at was for my niece Brianna, and that was 22 years ago. I was 18 years old and it was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. Little did I know at that tender age that I would be attending births as a job...as a careeer.
There are so many moments that you experience as a doula. There are so many highs and lows. And there are so many hours that you are there. Many moments of laughter, maybe tears, tense decisions and talking. The first moment that I always think of is when you get that first phone call. It seems like they are always in the middle of the night. The jolt from bed you get when you hear your phone ring. It startles me. You are expecting the call any day, but somehow you didn't think it would be that night. And then the adrenaline rush comes in. Usually my doula bag is packed, a shower is a must (never too sure when you will get another one), and I usually talk wi…