I aspire to be...

" Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath."  - Psalm 116:2 

Just a little Sunday rambling why the boys and hubby nap..

I aspire to be....

-I aspire to be a better follower of Christ. When he calls me to do something, I don't want to hesitate. I want to pray more and have a closer relationship with him.
Actually fall down on my knee's and PRAY, not just when something bad is happening in my life and I need a savior but pray with a thankful heart.
I want to trust him more. I know everything always works out for the good, then why do I worry?

-I aspire to be a better wife. I want to respect, honor, and love my husband unconditionally. I need to work on just laughing with him and enjoying life. Not spend our time worrying about the future but yet looking forward to it.
 I can honestly say I feel the closest to Brent when we just are laughing, or usually he is just laughing at me but thats cool to. haha

-I aspire to be a better mom. I need to work on really listening to my boys and being slow to anger with them, be an example to them. I want to enjoy the mess's, the spilled milk and cookie crumbs on the floor because I know I will miss it when its gone.

-I aspire to be a better friend. A friend that gives the right advice, that is there when they need me. Be someone they can look up to and a Godly example to them.

-I aspire to be a positive person.  It is so easy to become negative. I have seen it in myself, where every word that comes out of my mouth is negative. I tell myself to snap out of it.
God has blessed me with faith in him, health, a warm bed, and a wonderful family. There is no reason to be negative even on my absolute worst days.

-I aspire to be an example of Christ's love. I want God to use me in ways so that I can show love to others. I pray for that all the time.  I want people to know that I am different when they talk to me. I want to share his love with the world.

-I aspire to be grounded. I want to not look at my outward appearance but inwardly, change my heart. Its not about the name brands that you wear or the luxury cars you drive. Your outward appearence means nothing to anyone if you do not have a thankful, giving, and loving heart.

I wrote this not necessarily for anyone but I needed it.
 This post was to write these things down to remind myself of the stuff I fail day in and day out on.
 There are so many other things I need to work on, I am far from perfect.
I pray for the Lord to give me the knowledge and the right things to say with this blog.
I feel like this post is one of them. I didn't plan it but just kept typing.

Here is a picture of my sweet Sawyer Jude. 

Just thought I'd share because I adore this blonde hair, blue eyed boy. 

And here is a picture of how my whole weekend has looked, we have a teething baby on our hands that only wants his momma and I am 100% okay with that.

Who/What inspires you?
Feel free to comment! I would love to hear from you!

Will Daddy be proud of me?

Tales of my 3 year old....

I dream of myself walking in the store and my cute 3 year old by my side. Saying yes ma'am and no ma'am, while others are saying wow look how well behaved that little boy is for his momma. (ha!)

A mom can dream right......

If you were to run into me at target or any other store you would here me saying...

"Liam Carter! Where are you?"

"Liam if you do not get back here right now you are going into the cart?"

"ONE......TWO......THREE! Over here NOW!"

He is a typical boy so the energy never ends.

It doesn't help that when I'm saying Liam's name out loud trying to get his attention. At least once while I'm in the store, a lady would turn around and say

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you were talking to me." 

After the millionth time that this has happened, I realized that Liam's name when I am saying it louder sounds just like Ma'am. So never fails that I am apologizing to the people that turn around because they think I'm talking to them and glaring at Liam to get his butt over here. 

Today though at target I had my first "oh my goodness I can't believe my kid just did that" kinda moment. Lets just say any 3 year old boy with a glass object is bound to be a disaster.

Liam who was already crying because I put him in the cart for running away, he wanted to help me put the groceries up on the belt. He grabbed a jar of the baby food and instead of setting it down nicely, it slipped out of his hands flew in the air and shattered pretty close to the lady who was paying in front of me. 

I was so embarrased.
Baby food and glass were everywhere. They came and cleaned everything up, I apologized a million times but the lady in front of me and the cashier gave me quite the look.

I couldn't help but feel like a bad mom, like I was loosing control of my kids. All I could think about been haven't these ladies been in my place before.. the reason I say "been" is because they looked quite a bit older than I am, at least I think they were.  For them to look at me in shame, really made me upset. After apologizing up and down and not one of them said its okay or don't worry about it.

Nothing.

I remember back before I had Liam, I would judge other moms by saying
"My kid will never act like that."  I'm probably not the only one whose thought that either.

It shouldn't be a competition between moms, we need to stick together, encourage each other. So when you see another mom struggling with her kids misbehaving instead of giving her the "look".
Walk up to her and say "I've been there before. Your doing a great job."

 Sorry just a little rambling there for a second but anyways....

As I was walking to the car Liam looks up at me and said
 "Mommy will Daddy be proud of me? I 'wistened' to you." 
It was the sweetest thing ever, my heart just melted, all my embarrassment and anger went away.

  Man, he can be such a sweet boy.

I took this picture with my phone before we left to head to target. 

That is just a little glimpse into how my day has been going. 

Thankful its nap time right now.  

Oh and I almost forgot I had just bought my boys toothpaste a couple days ago, and went to go brush their teeth and the toothpaste was gone... What? I just bought a tube the other day, how could it be gone already? Well the answer is Liam. He must've really loved the way his toothpaste tasted, he has been drinking all of the toothpaste, I caught him in the act. This is the second time this has happened. 

At least its flouride-free.. right?

I imagine drinking two bottles of toothpaste can't be the best thing for ya.

Oyyy vey, I'm in for it with this kid.

I'm not the only one right?

I'm sure other moms have dealt with their kids hijacking the toothpaste or shattered a jar of baby food in the isle and almost hitting the lady in front of them?

I would love to hear stories about your kids !
Please feel free to comment and come follow me on instagram here.

Here goes nothing..

So here we go...I have been wanting to start a blog for years. I kept putting it off and thinking of every possible reason why I shouldn't start one rather than the reasons why I should. These doubts took over me.

Who would read it? Would I get any comments? What if I fail? I am conquering my fear of failure that has kept me from doing what I truly have wanted to do for so long. I feel like sometimes I give up to easily. Not this time. I'm breaking that habit. So here goes nothing...

I am not the greatest writer out there, I have been told I write like I am having a real conversation with just you.  I don't use the correct punctuation, and my grammar might not be up to par but i feel like having this little blog will be such a great outlet for me to express and share what I love.

I couldn't be more excited for this new journey.

So to start this post off I want to introduce you to Brent my husband for five years. I can't believe its been a short five years and two kids later, and he can still make me smile like the first day I met him.
(no-we do not have a perfect marriage, and yes-we have definitely had our fair share of ups and downs) but boy do I love this man.

  

This is a photo of my husband and Liam that I just love. I made it a goal to get family pictures done this year, and I finally accomplished it. If anyone is in the Northwest Indiana/Chicago area I would highly recommend Courtney beth photography. You can find her facebook page here. 

Onto my little's, I have a 3 year old, Liam and a 10 month old, Sawyer.  I know this is so cliche but I never thought I could love something so much then when I had my boys. They are such a blessing to me and my husband.  I know every mom needs a break at least once a week to go walk around target by yourself, if you haven't tried it, it is like a mini vacay... no joke. It might be even be borderline therapeutic, maybe that is pushin it. In my short 25 years of life, I have never had anything test my patience, or push my buttons like my 3 year old does. They weren't kidding when they said horrible threes.  Somehow after all the time-outs, the yelling, and the tears, I couldn't imagine my life being any other way nor would I want it to be. 
 I love being a mom, especially Liam and Sawyer's momma. 
I was called to do this.
I know to stay at home with them is such a blessing that many other mom's only dream that they could have.  So for now, I'm going to sign off and cherish those cuddles, hugs, and kisses a little more before they are saying goodbye and heading off to college.... I don't even want to think about that, I will probably cry.

Okay.. Okay, I know you wanna see one more picture... 

         
This one is from Christmas Eve night. 
By far one of my favorites. 

Since I'm a blogging newbie I would love ANY advice I can get! So please feel free to comment with any that you have! Thank you!