Each day is a new day, a fresh slate so to speak. With that goes my kitchen floor, every day usually twice a day I have to sweep my kitchen floor to keep Zane from eating whatever was dropped or in his case thrown on the floor. During the times that the floor does have random things/food on it he will make a beeline for it, I have caught him eating things such as the ends of popsicles, popcorn, chips, fruit, bugs and my favorite thing dirt,
I know the saying that goes "God made dirt, dirt don't hurt," it is the grossest thing because I never know if it is truly mud or cow poop or dog poop or even mud from a dirty ol' coal mine with miniature chucks of coal. YUCK!
So every day I make sure to get my floor clean so I can hopefully avoid having to fetch something gross from Zane's mouth.
On the upside to this, he has started to walk a few steps here and there. He will be 10 months old in a couple days and I so proud of how grown up he has become.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Life as we know it
Our lives change daily regardless if we notice it happening or not. It is the small things that change us and mold us into the people we are today and will be, change for me is a good thing (most of the time) I embrace it each day. If it is a change that I am not happy about I either accept it or try to change it for the better if I can, death is one thing I have a hard time accepting even though I have gone through the grieving process to many times to count. With death comes new life and life is what I am talking about today, but first I am going to tell a story of an amazing man.
Back in March one of my husbands good friend and mentor passed away, it was one of the most amazing calling hours and funerals I have ever been to or will ever be at. Michael passed away a week before his 52nd birthday, and in his 51 years touched more lives than I can only hope to. I heard from our pastor who officiated the funeral said that more than 3000 people made their way through the calling hours line, isn't that amazing? And those were just the people that could make it or had heard that Michael passed away.
The next day the church was filled to the brim and there was standing room only during the funeral, we arrived an hour and half early and already the seats were over half full. In my life I have never seen and never will see again so many people (mostly men) crying for the loss of a brother, friend, confidant, father, uncle, son, boss, business partner, etc. The processional of vehicles to the grave site was over a mile long and the loss of a man who was a pillar in our community palatable.
Through this loss the miracle of life was found, on April 2nd Josh and I found out that we are pregnant with baby #3. This baby is due around Thanksgiving and will be only 16 months younger than Zane.
So change is good and sometimes it takes awhile to accept, but in the end it is inevitable.
Back in March one of my husbands good friend and mentor passed away, it was one of the most amazing calling hours and funerals I have ever been to or will ever be at. Michael passed away a week before his 52nd birthday, and in his 51 years touched more lives than I can only hope to. I heard from our pastor who officiated the funeral said that more than 3000 people made their way through the calling hours line, isn't that amazing? And those were just the people that could make it or had heard that Michael passed away.
The next day the church was filled to the brim and there was standing room only during the funeral, we arrived an hour and half early and already the seats were over half full. In my life I have never seen and never will see again so many people (mostly men) crying for the loss of a brother, friend, confidant, father, uncle, son, boss, business partner, etc. The processional of vehicles to the grave site was over a mile long and the loss of a man who was a pillar in our community palatable.
Through this loss the miracle of life was found, on April 2nd Josh and I found out that we are pregnant with baby #3. This baby is due around Thanksgiving and will be only 16 months younger than Zane.
So change is good and sometimes it takes awhile to accept, but in the end it is inevitable.
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