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 snapped this picture yesterday...just the four of us. William had pleaded with me for weeks to take him running...and then he started talking about running a 5k. I didn't think much of it, but he wouldn't give up. He was serious. And when William has something in mind, he doesn't give up. So, I promised him that the week after my 10k that we would do the Couch to 5k program (it's the one I used to train for my 5k). He would train to build up speed and endurance and I would use the time to sprint so that I could get faster. Next thing you know, I have two more kids wanting to join. So, yesterday the 4 of us headed out at 6 in the morning and did our time. After the initial giggles and excitement they got into it. They are fast. Much faster than me. So, I will keep you updated.
A family who works out together, lives long together!
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…