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2015 New Years Resolutions Goals Plan Path Journey

  • 2015 New Years Resolutions Goals Plan Path JourneyWe all know that resolutions are rarely successful. Goals are great but must be outlined then draw and quarterly with little give.  Plans are just dreams that have not become goals.  Path is the road to walk, but the journey is how we walk the path.  I want 2015 to be an amazing journey where I can finally get out of the desert.  Ever feel like the Israelities in your life wandering around the desert for forty years? I am not forty, though my hair says, I could be fifty or sixty and have only been suck for the last three years.  I realized through many closed doors and much prayer that I have to learn to be content with what I am blessed with.  I have a job that I am good at, but I stopped taking the initiative and lost the drive to go the extra mile, but just in the last few weeks God has opened my eyes to see that I have amazing coworker who are becoming friends, and personally, I just want to be a better Mom, and get my ab muscle back :).  Last year, I learned that I cannot be both mom and dad filling in for their dad absents and no one can ever replace him or fill that void but God.  I can focus on our relationships and on our family relationship to help give them a solid foundation.  I want to spend 2015 learning what I can do to have a better attitude and mindset.  To not be that mom, about to rip her hair out in the middle of the Target line because her kids are running a muck or the disgruntled employee who does what is ask while bellyaching in the inside.  I read a book called QBQ several months ago, and then I begging God for an answer for a guide for 2015 this was my answer.  I rediscovered on New Years Day the author and his wife has also written a book called Parenting the QBQ way.  So, I rushed down to the Baptist Book Store and purchased their only copy.  My new motto “What is the QBQ?”.   Which stands for the Question Behind the Questions, both books talk about IQ andQBQ.  An IQ is the incorrect question and theQBQ question behind the question being the better question to ask.  IQ start with why, what, who and general use you, where aQBQ contains anI and an action.   It is a retraining of yourself to get go of what is ready done (good, bad, or ugly) and focusing on what you yourself can do moving forward.Motto: QBQ
    Bible Versus:

    • Psalms 46:10aBe still, and know that I am God
    • Jeremiah 29:11For I know the thoughts that I think towards you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope
    • Matthew 7:7-8Ask, and It will be given to you: seek, and your will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.   For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.
    • Proverbs 31: This is the kind of woman, I want to be

Workouts: Five Minutes Abs – daily
Tiny House:  I will have the trailer and shell built by the end of 2015, but I am going to work super hard on having in complete
Massage: Complete my freshman term

What does your 2015 journey look like?

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Add a comment January 3, 2015

Vaccinations

Vaccinations

I have been reading this fascinating book about vaccinations. I have not finished it so I have not yet done my due diligence, so I have not made an opinion on the book but it has definitely kept my interest. I am not here to preach yay or nay, that is not my decision to make but your. I just encourage you to do your own research and decide yourself. I have never been one to let anyone tell me what to do without first looking into it myself. Honestly, the arguments on either side are very influential. Look for good strong reliable information, unbiased information (or know to weed the bias out), talk with your doctor, review both sides, and pray before making your decisions. Take notes in your research and write down why you made your decision because their are going to people on both side trying to change your mind. But, remember, you are going to be you family’s best advocate and you can only make the best decision you can with the information we have today.

Add a comment November 10, 2014

The Middle of the Bed

The hardest and greatest thing about being a single parent is sleeping in the middle of the bed alone. Have you ever had that feeling then you slide into the middle of the bed, cool fresh sheets gliding across your skin then stretching your arms across the bed breathing in a deep since of peace? Or, crawling into bed so tired and exhausted that life has slapped you silly with cold sheets amplify emptiness, knowing life could have been different if only you might have someone to share life with.

Sleeping alone in the middle of the bed is a freedom I have never felt elsewhere, and then other times it is the elephant sitting on my chest. Then the weight of every decision, I make will effect my munchkins and their future is mine alone. The weight seems unbearable. I pray that I am a strong enough mom to keep my munchkins from becoming a statistic of drugs, violence, gangs, and no faith because their dad chooses not to be a part of their lives, and that I show them enough love and respect, and teach them knowledge, discipline,
and contentment that no matter what life hands them they can make lemonade with a smile.

Add a comment October 23, 2014

Weekend

I believe my weekend was pretty productive.  I got my garden build , my farmhouse table are most done (drill ran out of my juice), worm compost setup, watched a season of Murder, She Wrote in and read two books.   I did not give out on my bike ride today, but I did get an amazing peaceful relaxing night ride last night.  It was better than jumping in the swimming pool on those 120 degree days, with the cool breeze against my skin.

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12 by 2, me trying to maximum my cubic feet

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About 70 worms went in garden, and the 230 in the compost bin.

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Almost done, building my farmhouse table…..Thank you, Ana White

The best part to the day, teaching my kids about the worms.  At first, they were not going to touch them but then as I showed them digging into the garden they thought they were pretty cool.   They spent the rest of the day checked on the worms, it was funny.  I just hope that the birds do not eat my worms.

 

3 comments March 16, 2014

I Want Chick-Fil-A

I had the choice to go to Chick-Fil-A with a friend, tonight, but since it is not in the budget……….I had to decline, but it was so hard.  Since this is generally, how we hang out-at Chick-Fil-A with our munchkins on family night.   I so wanted to go, and in the interest of full disclosure I did cave at the end of the conversation, but thank the Lord they had already eaten.   It was a hard decision but an easy one too, because there is a light at the end of the tunnel and a purpose for being in the tunnel.  Since, we were able to get home early, we were able to go riding again this evening, hooray.  It is was still pretty awesome, but bit harder.  Yesterday, I was zooming, even had to circle back a few times, but today felt like running a race.  I was wheezing and couching with that burning in my chest, telling my body it is too out of shape to be doing this.  I could not believe it.  Then, I was in college, I use to ride ten miles a day, so what happened?  Life, I got married, was poor, sold bike, marriage fell apart, then had munchkins, but now we are going to get back in the swing of things…….super excited.  Well, my brain is.  If the only fitness ability, I pass out to my munchkins is a love of ride then I will call it good.  So, that wraps up the day.

Add a comment March 13, 2014

Bike Riding

This evening, I got to do something I have dreamed of doing since I was a kid.  I got to ride bikes with my family, and it was awesome.  As a kid growing up in my little town, there was this family that rode around town on their bikes and I always want to do that.  I tried a few years ago, to go riding out at the lake, but I soon discovered it is not a family friendly place.  My youngest screamed the whole time in the child’s seat, the oldest stopped every few inches to whine, no one slowed down and few people said hateful things.  I discovered that amateurs should not go to the lake for anything: biking, running, walking, etc. But, I am happy to say that we have a wonderful place to ride now, and starting tomorrow, I will be riding a few miles before work, now to find a safe way to ride to work.

Add a comment March 12, 2014

Strong-willed

I left lunch today, not angry, okay for about ten second, because ultimately my parenting is being attacked. But, I know in my heart I am doing the right thing and we will get through this stage (learning then their strong-will is good and then to let go. Something, I still struggle with) which is something both my munchkins will have to go through. Today, I needed a break from the parenting advise. Mainly, because I wanted to scream that my child is not your child and your tactics do not work, but unless you have a strong-willed, stubborn, sweet, heart fill of love child, you cannot understand. Generally, I just blow off this advise off, however, I just had this conversation Saturday with a friend and the angry is still fresh. And, part of people giving me advise is my venting my frustration with my oldest munchkin, who is just like me. I know how my munchkin’s brain works, however, knowing how to deal with it is as a parent is another thing. I did read a book called, “you can’t make me, but you can persuade me” which has given me a great understand of myself and taught me how to relate to my munchkin. As, I sit here on the patio, thinking about how frustrating the last year was and dread the coming one, a few thought are clear.

My munchkin will be great
I will continue to fight for both of them, even against popular belief
God will see us through this, as this is just a stepping stone in His plans for us
What a blessing, I have in both my strong-willed children

Now, my prayer is that God reminds me of this then strong wills battle it out. :). Thank you, Lord, for the topic of lunch today. You do bless us through our struggles.

4 comments August 15, 2013

Keeping my mouth shut……

So,I am one to vent my frustrations to my family and close friends to both vent, see if my response was justified and to feel vindicated, but this is not the way to go about it. For one thing, it gives the person listening negative feelings toward the one your complaining about, which they will have to deal with, and second, tarnish they reputation, and the main reason, is it is unGodly. So, my selfishness to vent is adding to the frustration of my family and close friends and is separating me from God. Wow….putting it that way is eye opening. Monday, I received a call and email from two people that can push my button faster than anyone. I was so angry Monday evening that I called my dearest friend and sister who were both unavailable which was a God thing, I believe because it is like Joyce Meyer says go to the throne not the phone. So, what did I do, I went to the phone, and God said, nope not this time. So, when no one answered and I knew better than to reply to the email in angry, and journaled to God my frustrations, but I still did not feel better just empty. I still did not have peace about it, and then my friend returned my call, I let her about talk about her evening while waiting for my chance to jump in about why I had called. As my mouth was running over the story, God was talking to my heart saying I believe you know better, and I was like I just want to feel vindicated and my friend will vindicate me. Now, in hindsight, I should have just put it in God’s hands and been patient because God will give my vindication. So, today, I begged God to give me the strength to keep my mouth shut and to respond to the emails and call with the facts needed and nothing else.

Great minds talk about creative ideas, average minds talk with things, and small minds talk about people. Anonymous

I do not want to have a small mind for God, but a great mind for God.

2 comments June 12, 2013

Why do children not come with an instruction manuals

I always remember my mom saying, “I wish you came with an instruction manual” or “you do not come with an instruction manual” Now, after being a mom for a few years, I understand what my mom was saying. I too wish that sometimes children did come with an instruction manual but I probably would not follow it any way. I do listen to several Christian parenting podcast and am always reading Christian parenting books and listening friends and relatives experiences and of course reference my own upbringing as a guide to raise my children. I am far from super mom but I do my very best and love my children with all my heart.

I can say with great certainly that raising children is the greatest and hardest job that I have been blessed with.

1 comment June 18, 2012

Heaven is for Real

I started reading Heaven is for Real tonight during my munchkins karate class, because I want to feel God and I was hoping this amazing story (so I hear) would draw me closer to God. I am currently only on chapter 10, the beginning was good, however, I expected it to just jump right in the stories of heaven and Jesus so I had to force yourself to continue reading but it is good information that I would have asked if I had not had expectations. I know Collins experience is horrify but reading from the Dad’s view of point broke my heart. I know all to well the broken heart of a parent watching your child suffer and being helpless to stop it. My oldest was born as 30 weeks and spend 4ish weeks in the NICU. I loved (no really) getting a call from the NICU nurse that started with “Everything is okay, but” Really, just tell me flat out what it is. I remember one call at around 9 am from the NICU to say, “Everything is okay, but the baby is anemia and needed a blood transfusion. You have to know, I thoughts on blood transfusions, gross. I am anemia myself but I do try and give blood every chance I can, but it receive it. I know, it is crazy, but I think it is a risk, and it is I risk I refuse to take and I sign that little paper that frees the hospital of a lawsuit in the case, I need blood but I refuse and die. So, how could I sign a paper and okay them to give my child something, I myself refuse to do? Is that not compromising my beliefs? And, really, I do not know this people donating is it really that safe? And, I did not care what the medical community says, I wanted to know my the evidence says. So, I called everyone, I trust to come be testing to yes if they were a match. Sister left work drove the 90+ miles the hospital to be typed and give if needed and my sister HATES needles. But, by midnight, they could not wait any longer (it takes three days to get blood ready for transfusion), after looking at the my child’s color draining fast, the was the risk and my believes where not that big and God would get us through. I signed the papers and waiting for the blood bank to delivery the blood to the NICU. It was during shift change, in which the NICU closes to parents and family, but I was not leaving until the blood was here and onboard. After twelve sticks, and the heartbreaking screams from my tiny 3lb baby, I screams at the nurse to get away for my child and for someone else could try in a bit. I sat there holding my child’s tiny hand through the isolate. Once shift change was complete, they tried again and were able to get the IV started.

I cannot compare my time in the NICU to that of this family or many family but the feeling you have as a parent watching your child suffer could break anyone. My faith in God and hope got me through my two experiences in the NICU and my oldest munchkins two minor hernia surgeries.

Okay, now, time for bed and more reading tomorrow.

1 comment June 13, 2012

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