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.
I have to post something today, because today is the first day of the best month of the year. October, how I love you. I adore you. And of course this is the month of my birth....so you are incredibly awesome. Haha. I know I love it so much because of my birthday, but I know I like it more because of my early memories growing up in New York. It was simply lovely then. The leaves were changing. The air was crisp and cool. Oh, I could get lost for a moment here. But I won't...focus Allison, focus.
Simply stated, this is the best month. It is the pathway to the holidays and for cooler weather. Which we really appreciate here in Florida. Happy October to you!!!
* I am posting a picture I sent my husband the other day...don't pay attention to the price tag...I was just showing him what I want by our front door. When I see a cluster of mums, I think OCTOBER!
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!
Hey guys...sorry for another break. But I was working on a new site. So, if you are a reader, head over to my new page...www.thereynoldsnation.com. I will no longer be writing here...so, follow me on over. Woohoo! Allison
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…