testedandforged: Same! Honestly, she and I had such a great time just talking and watching the little men being silly. 

Now I’m just praying Eric can get to same place. They’ll never be friends, probably, but I hope we can all have a peaceful relationship for the sake of our babies and the little one she has on the way :)

testedandforged: Same! Honestly, she and I had such a great time just talking and watching the little men being silly.

Now I’m just praying Eric can get to same place. They’ll never be friends, probably, but I hope we can all have a peaceful relationship for the sake of our babies and the little one she has on the way :)

Something that my husband will probably never get used to?

Walking through our front door to find his wife and ex-wife drinking tea and watching New Girl.

We definitely still have a really long road ahead of us and there are still things we need to tackle but we’ve come so far! I’m so proud of all of us because it’s taken a lot of effort, tears, and awkwardness to get to this point :)

And my babies are happy. They’re happy and surrounded by love.

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Because Mommy is forever.
It’s such a powerful name. Mommy means “I trust you.” Mommy means “you will protect me.” Mommy is for shouting when you need someone dependable and for laughing with when you are excited; Mommy is for crying on and cuddling with when you are sad or giggling and hiding behind when you are embarrassed. Mommy is the fixer of boo-boos and the mender of broken hearts. Mommy is a comfort place, a safe place. Mommy means you are mine and I am yours and we are family.

….

Cancer. It’s such a scary, ugly word that it shouldn’t exist but it does and it causes a lot of hurt.

A member of our church family bravely fought against cancer but sadly lost that battle earlier this evening. There is so much pain but in the midst of it all, there is also resilience, love, and strength. His family is standing firm on the promises of God and they are the embodiment of 1 Corinthians 15:55-57. 

Please keep our church family in your prayers, they need all the comfort and love.

Friggin' hormones!

  • [convo over the phone]
  • Me: I want a baaaabbyyy!!!
  • Eric: I find it curious that you only want a baby when you have your monthly and won't let me touch you.
  • Me: Shut up.
  • Eric: I am simply making an observation.
  • Me: It's the hormones, dude. My uterus is all like, "Oh, no baby? Woman, get a baby in here. Now! Ohh you don't like the cramps? Well then put a baby in here, stupid! DO IT!"
  • Eric: I think your uterus has some anger issues...
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"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.

The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”

All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.

And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”

Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via jillymomcraftypants)