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.
Out and About
So, for my birthday my kids got a bike for me. I asked a million times and they listened. Of course, it was to their benefit because now I will take them on bike rides. On the first cool night this week I took three of them out. Three kids was a lot to take out by myself on the streets. They all bike at different paces, so it was hard to keep track of them.
And then there was little boo-boo head (aka Judah). He almost killed me a dozen times. He couldn't go very fast (he didn't get much bike practice at our old house because of the soft sand) so I stayed behind with him. You can see in the picture how far up the other kids are. Well, he kept on stopping and I would almost plow into him or he would focus on something on the side of the road and steer into me or oncoming traffic. It was a bit of a frightful scene. We turned around 1/2 way to my original destination...which I am glad I did because Judah's little legs got really tired.
Though I probably got a few more gray hairs that night, it was worth every minute. I loved being out with the kids. Free entertainment and lots of memories being made.
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…