A Place of WOW.

Money makes people weird.

Real weird.

We are in a place of wow. Real wow.

A little over a year ago we had six figures in our bank account... And

more rolling in. It happened in a matter of months. My husbands

company... For lack of better words sky rocketed.

In the beginning we had nothing.

Not. A. Thing.

Negative things really. When we got married we were in debt, six months later we were

pregnant and still in debt and in a place of wow. "wow god how are you

gonna get us through this one" He did. It was incredible how quickly

things around. In the process a lot of amazing things

happened, a lot of horrible things happened as well- more about that

later.

So six figures saved up in a bank account with more to spare. That's

the nutshell.

The truth is this- we were foolish.

We were greedy. We were ignoring God.

We tried convincing ourselves that we weren't ignoring him.

Lucky for us he loves us more then that. More than any greed, pleasure

or anything Satan has tempted us with. So he graciously took it away.

All of it. We kept wondering why things weren't picking up, but made

lifestyle and spending changes too little too late.

There is so much more to this but the real point is this- we had all

this money, our marriage was miserable, our friends were 10/1

unbelievers, our kids couldn't even see our hearts bc they were

covered in filth. Now it's all gone. Praise god.

This is my view. J's is a little different. He can't help going back

to the "a man who doesn't provide for his family is worse then an

unbeliever" which I get. And he agrees that god saved us from

ourselves but I know it's hard on him. It's hard to go from looking a

homes for sale in ridiculous neighborhoods to being two weeks into a

month and realizing there isn't enough money for rent - and being

solely responsible for figuring out what to do.

Money makes people weird. Most people. Us included.

My hope is that if our bank account ever gets that far from the red

again - which I'm sure will knowing how talented my Hubby is at what

he does- that we be rock firm on our god. On eachother and on our

children. That we keep ourselves surrounded by people we trust to kick

us back to reality if we even come close to ugliness that we were.

So like I said.... A place of wow.

"wow god how will you get us out of

this one... Thank you god for loving us"

First Two Littles

My heart just Melted.

I was looking through some old photos and videos and found this.

My first two littles hanging out with the best poppa bear...

Holding breath, holding tears.

SO.
We got in to SB and put the girls to bed in the same room. So thankful they had almost the same set up as the girls to @ home... twin beds in a shared room...

Then we heard a thump. Then a earth shattering SCREAM.

We ran in and with the lights still off we tried to console our little monkey that had flown right off the bed while jumping... but she wouldnt stop crying... I went to rub her hair and when I felt her forehead I immediately freaked out and held my breath.

There was a bump that felt like a golf ball was strapped to her head.
Golf ball. on. her. head.

We took her to the ER... our first trip other than L&D.
She was so scared. She HURT and she was scared. It was midnight and I laid with her on the hospital gurney while we waited to be seen. The entire time I felt like I was
holding my breath and holding my tears
so not to scare my sweet baby anymore then she already was. Luckily J kept making good points, "If they thought it was really serious we wouldnt be hanging out in an ER room waiting for a DR" & "I fell off my bed the same way and had to get stitches... she doesnt even have a deep wound" Still my mind was going crazy. Try telling a mother you need to look behind her childs ears and necks to check for signs of skull fracture. VOMIT.

praise our God that she was ok.
We had to wake her every two hours and bring her back in for a follow up but nothing major.

4th of July

So I know I am a little late with this but felt like posting it anyways...
We went to SB (santa barbara) for the 4th this year. For those that dont know we just moved from SB to Vegas (my hometown) about 6 months ago and are missing sb every day. ~thats a whole diff post~



While we were in sb we felt such peace.
All the crazy financial stress was taking its toll and even though we were stretching the already thin funds we had DR apts and really needed to be around family. God worked it out.
We started talking to P&K (hubbys sister and her hubby) about

"setting goals VS idolizing"
K made a good point when he said- "Are you basing whether you are content on whether you reach that goal?" (or something to that effect )

Its a tough one for us. While we long to be back in sb we know God brought us back to Vegas for a reason... while we still havent figured that reason out we have been in awe in the community he has surrounded us in since we moved.

Are you able to set goals without idolizing them???

An Alice In Wonderland Birthday for my sweet Lillian

This morning was my Lilli bugs 4th birthday party.

oh my gosh my daughter is 4!!!

We had fun in the bounce house (lent to us by a friend- thank you friend :) ), eating, playing, talking...

It dawned on me yesterday.... Every year when I plan the kids birthdays I start to stress. Not only do I stress, I start the stressing 6 months in advance.

How silly is that??

I was reminded yesterday how utterly thankful I am for my babies, as well as my hubby. God has given them to me as precious gifts.

SO I decided that instead of stressing I would be completely thankful for the gift of being able to throw our first baby girl a Birthday. If you know us well then you know that finances have been a struggle lately and so being able to throw this Birthday was a huge deal for us. It was great to see everyone and to celebrate our very sassy Lilli. Even better since I let go of the crazed "everything has to be perfect" mentality. Thank you so much to my hubby who has carried all the burden of our finances and for working so hard so that we could do this!!