Saturday, June 16, 2018

Wow. 

How's that for a start to a new post after three years of being gone?

I have thought about coming back for quite some time but didn't really know if I wanted to or not.
When I saw my sister started hers back up, I thought to myself "what the heck...go for it."

We recently moved to the beautiful state of South Carolina. 
 
Our official "closing the deal" picture

Our new home <3
I never in my wildest dreams thought we would have leave Tennessee, but it happened, and we are so very happy with our decision to take this new adventure.

Hubby accepted a job position with his company as Regional Sales Manager...covering 24 offices through North and South Carolina. He is amazing at it and loves every aspect of it.

I was fortunate enough to be able to transfer with my job as well.
Hubs and I both are in banking and with a merger that happened with a bank in the Carolina's, it was basically like transferring to another office.
 
We still have our two guard dogs  spoiled rotten babies that have adapted well to the change.
But really, all they care about is having us around and a yard to run and play in.
 
 
We still are praying for a family.
I feel like we are getting closer and closer to becoming parents, which is exciting to have that peace.
 
That has pretty much summed up this year.
 
Hope everyone has a wonderful remainder of the weekend!
 
 
 
 
 
 



Friday, May 22, 2015

Taking the Next Step

It's crazy to think that August will be one year since the hubs and I officially started trying for a baby.

While one year is nothing compared to some couples, it's felt like an eternity to me.

This past weekend we experienced our second miscarriage in our marriage.

After five positive pee sticks and one confirmed blood test, we thought we were on our way to finally becoming parents. But obviously, sometimes things don't turn out the way one would think.


I try not to question God much, but over the last several days I have.

I know it's not what we are supposed to do, but some things in life just don't make sense. Good people dying, children with cancer, people who just shouldn't be fertile, are. The list goes on and on.

So what's the next step for us?

Well, according to my beloved doctor who I trust so much...the issue for me isn't getting pregnant. I can get pregnant, but she's thinking since my levels of Progesterone were low, that's causing the lining in my uterus to be on the weaker side. Therefore, it's not fertilizing properly.

Starting next month I will be taking these little gems.



I've decided I want to utilize my blog to keep track of this journey to parenthood.

When we finally have that baby in our arms, I'll be able to look back and remind myself there's not one thing the Lord puts upon us, that we can't endure.




Prayers appreciated!




Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Don't Let the Bitterness Steal the Sweetness

I found this while looking at Pinterest earlier, and it hit a nerve.


I have had someone I love more than life, tell me this a time or two lately.

To ease up, not be so serious all the time...and I'm trying.

I realize I have hung on to things that happened in my childhood that I have never, ever told anyone except a few people.

I lost a parent in the middle of my teenage years.

And I now put up walls to distance myself among certain people I love because I am bitter. I'm bitter over words and situations that have happened over years time. Memories that I know have caused me to be the way I am towards people I care about.

Situations that should have been the happiest of my life, are now overshadowed with just plain out negativity.

If there is one thing that I always want to be is that person I know I am.

I am sweet.
I am caring.
And who I don't want to turn into is that person who loves drama, negativity, and who puts a front on for the world to see.

So from this day forward I'm gonna ease up, and not let the bitterness steal the sweetness.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Second Race Review

This past weekend I did something I thought I would never do again...run another race.

The hubs and I joined in with some work employees and did the Purity Moosic City Dairy Dash. The name makes it sound like we were running around in a field of cows.

I honestly can say I felt proud of myself.

Almost two years ago when I was close to two hundred and twenty pounds, I decided to sign up for my very first race. I had no idea what I was doing. I struggled the entire time gasping for air constantly having to stop to walk. And not to mention I came in second to last.

This time I ran the entire race, paced myself....and I crossed that line almost 35 minutes later.



No I wasn't the fastest, but I didn't stop, and I kept pushing through the constant aches and pains of thinking my legs were gonna give out.

I was so proud of my babe. Eight and a half minute miles and about twenty five minutes later, he crossed the finish line.

I told him when we were done we should do a race every year.


 I love you babe. 
We will always be each 
others biggest cheerleaders.