Monday, May 3, 2010

I Am Who He Says I Am!

On April 24th, I had the opportunity to go to my first Beth Moore simulcast with a blog buddy, Laura and my sweet mom. I see many more of those in my future! Meeting together with a group of believers and being reminded of how much God loves us and the things that He wants for our life is really life-changing. For me it was anyway. Beth wrote a new book, So Long, Insecurity, and the simulcast was about the insecurity many women face. No one talks about it very much because they’re too insecure to admit it! 300,000 other women attended the event. Yes, three hundred THOUSAND women. Tell me that’s not an epidemic! Maybe it’s because this generation of women is expected to graduate college, marry well, have a successful career, then have beautiful children and keep everyone happy. That’s a lot of pressure, girls! The one thing that stuck out the most for me during the simulcast is that I’m not just making the decision for myself. Deciding to be secure won’t only affect me. It will affect Avery. I am her biggest female influence and I will be for a while. I can’t waste one second of this precious time in her life. How could I expect her to have self-confidence and security if I am lacking? They learn by example.

After the simulcast, I continued to read the book that I had been reading for a few weeks. One morning one sentence jumped out at me so much that I immediately felt tears. It simply stated, “I am who He says I am.” Maybe that doesn’t do for you what it did for me. Maybe you should read it again, slower. I.AM.WHO.HE.SAYS.I.AM! And that’s all I need to be! He says in Proverbs 31 “She is clothed with strength and dignity.” Isn't that all we need to know to not second guess everything that we do? To not stress when we can't juggle all of our balls in perfect motion? It is still a daily struggle. In fact, the night of the simulcast we were invited to a friend’s birthday party. As I walked up I realized I was the only one without a boob job (oh and tan legs and not wearing a sundress). I knew it was my first test and I think I passed! I don’t need a boob job, or tan legs or a sundress to be who He says I am. There is such freedom in that. Knowing that I’m clothed in strength and dignity, whether or not I’m physically clothed in the cutest outfit, makes life so much easier. Thank God there isn’t a scripture in the Bible that says we need to look a certain way to be who He wants us to be. Beth went on to say that 300,000 women is a lot. Maybe we won’t change society. I doubt I’ll ever checkout my groceries next to a People magazine without someone who’s a size 0 and airbrushed to look perfect. But maybe we could change the Christian culture of women. And maybe not. Maybe I’ll just change the way that Avery looks at herself in twenty years. For me, that’s enough. I am who He says I am. And that is all that I am. And that is all that I have to be! Thank you, Jesus!


Sunday, May 2, 2010

Jungle Gym Fun

One Saturday while Gigi was in town to babysit Sebastian, my cousin, I decided it would be fun to head to the Children's Museum. Just before we were about to leave, I went to their website and discovered they were having an event that day and wouldn't be opening. It was a tour of homes and a luncheon to follow, so I didn't think Avery or Sebastian would be too interested :) So, Plan B became Jungle Gym. I wasn't too impressed, but Avery and Sebastian seemed to enjoy it. And you can't really beat it for $1.50 admission!

Friday, April 30, 2010

Flashback Friday: 2 Years Ago!

Two short years ago, Avery Grace had just come home. Imagine what she will look like 2 years from now? We are going through so many changes lately: thinking about converting to a toddler bed, getting strict with the paci and introducting panties. All of these things are hard for me. A lot of moms get these feelings around birthdays, but I'm so absorbed in the planning and execution of the party that I don't go through this around birthdays. But it is hitting me now, and hitting me hard. My sweet baby Grace, is really not a baby anymore. I'm trying to embrace the changes, look forward to 'big girl' things, but behind all of that is a mama that wants to freeze time. The years don't have enough weeks, and the weeks not enough days (esp Saturdays and Sundays!) and those days surely don't have enough hours. I guess I'm not the first mom to experience this, and I certainly won't be the last. It's time to put my big girl panties and deal w/ her wearing those big girl panties!


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Ahh...Spring!

What’s Spring without pictures of beautiful flowers and adorable little girls pulling them off the bushes. (Oh, and golf too!) Ahhhhh....Spring! Can you smell it? Can you see it all around you? Can you tell it’s my favorite season? (In Fall, I may say that Fall is my favorite, but I will never say Summer or Winter is!)


Friday, April 23, 2010

Flashback Friday: 2009 Tea Party



I love the expressions in this picture. Not the best of me, but who cares what you look like when you get a sweet smile from a precious baby, right? 

We were attending Avery's first tea party. No, not the play dress up and drink with your pinky finger out kind. The protest the government until they listen and change kind. I had hope a year ago that protestors could make a difference. Today, I find myself counting down the days till the Novemeber election, where hopefully the GOP can regain some control and reverse some serious setbacks for our country (like ObamaCare). I am also counting down the days (1002 to be exact) until he is G-O-N-E. Other than that, I'm putting faith in God that He is really the One in control, he is the ONLY one that can offer hope or real change. And I'm praying that he'll show us, as parents, how to raise our little girl in the right way (pun intended) so that she will never feel entitled, but will always know you have to work hard and earn everything that you have on this Earth.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Lesson Learned


Lesson Learned: Do not attempt to entertain a toddler with a tube of lipstick in hopes of finishing your makeup before she figures out how to open it. Somewhere between powder and mascara, Avery DID figure out how to open it. And she did figure out that she could stick her finger in so that she could put her makeup on too, just like mama. Like I said, lesson learned!