What about #2?

No no not that kind of number 2, although conversations about such a thing could be entertaining in a gross sort of way I guess....but in this particular case I am talking about baby number 2.

(Joya 8 months)

Now more than ever, I am getting a lot of questions about when we will add cute baby numero dos to the clan?

Answer: I have no idea yet...

If I'm being honest and raw like I vow to be in all of my blogs, I am really scared of going through postpartum depression again (you can read about that experience here).More than anything I am terrified of Joya seeing me go through something so terrible. She picks up on things now and I don't know that I could allow her to witness something like that.

As a momma you set the temperment of the home, if momma isn't happy well nobodies too happy. And thats the truth.

Last time it was hard enough on my husband. He had to wake up with me multiple times during the night to help me through horrible panic attacks, practically had to drag me out of bed every morning then go to work and come home to crying spells (mine, not Joya's, yikes! I know)...Do I want to chance putting Joya and him through that again? Absolutely Not! Do I want to put myself through that again? Not at all! The thought of it is actually terrifying BUT...

Even as I write and remember these things, I can hear God's voice whispering Prov. 3:5-6 where it clearly states..

Trust in the Lord with all your <3 and lean NOT on your own understanding. In all your ways submit to him and he will make your path straight.

Lean not on your own understanding? That's hard to do when you analyze things the way I do. I want everything to make sense. Don't you?

The fact of the matter is, I can't give into the fear. The "what if". My faith has to be BIGGER than my fear! I know this in my spirit, but my flesh wrestles with it a lot.

All I know is it's a desire of both my husband and I's to have one more. And if God is willing, then we will and he will be there right next to me no matter what is thown my way. At the end of the day that is all I need to know..

XOXO

Sarah



  

Pinterest Addiction

Is time you have enjoyed wasting really wasted time? If it is then I think I'm in trouble. Because ever since I found Pinterest I guess you could say I've been wasting a teensy bit of time pinning away at things that I probably or definitely can't afford (like Chanel bags) and other things that I am not crafty enough to make..

Here are some of my fave finds cause I know you care so much! :)

above: swoon worthy closet

vintage Chanel

Love this look for Fall..

Mummy Pumpkin :)

Suitcase night stand..

And there is plenty more where that came from. If you're into DIY projects, interior design, organizational ideas or fashion you'll love this site! Happy Pinning!!

XOXOX

Bed Time Routine

I just realized the other night as I was putting my daughter to bed that the whole process was kinda comical.

This little chica has us SO wrapped around her finger in so many ways, it makes me laugh. Baby Wise, Super Nanny, etc would probably not approve of our bed time routine. In which my daughter has numerous requests that are met by yours truly :)

Here is how it usually goes:

Bath Time

PJ's

Brush Teeth

Read Books

Then in her crib she goes, and this is where the requests start.. I'll give you the short version since I am an advocate of utilizing my blog readers time wisely.. :)

Joya says "Mommy cover me up!"  I put her blanket on her... "No the other way!" I turn the blanket on its other side and she is now content.

"Sing me twinkle twinkle!" I do and before I even get to the end she interrupts "Now sing me patty cake!" I continue "Okay, patty cake patty cake..." She interjects just as the song is ending, "Sing me Jesus loves me" Aye Aye Captain! "Jesus loves me this I know..." 

"Say my prayers!" I go on to pray over our family and then she pipes up  "Pray for MoMo's coffee, Papas coffee and Meme's coffee!" Okay I go on "Lord please bless all the coffee... okay sweet girl, good night! I love you!" I head to turn on the fan and off the lights when she pops up from her perfectly tucked in state. " Mommy nose kisses" I walk back and do our nose kisses (favorite part of the process). "Okay now cover me back up!" I cover her up and wait.. "No the other way!" I turn the blanket (that is the same on both sides) over and she is happy!

I'm actually quite curious as to where I would draw the line. If it were me and I wanted to test my moms limits I'd probably start asking her to jump up and down on one foot, do a cartwheel etc..who knows I just might oblige for the cutest girl IN.THE.WORLD!