Hidden Secrets of Mommyhood!
May 5, 2009 in Verbal VomitI read EVERY book I could get my hands on when I was prego. Name books, calendars, how to’s, developmental stages, etc. However, there are some things that you could never prepare yourself for until you have a baby of your own. Decisions that you face, that you never even stopped to think about.
Here are a few, don’t laugh!
1) To what side of the head will you comb your baby’s hair? It might sound stupid, but I promise I feel the weight of this big decision!!! If I comb Gray’s hair to one side, she gets a little lift. If I comb it to the other side, it lays flat. So, what will she want when she’s older? What will be in style when she is styling her hair? Flat of Lift? I am training her “part” for what could be her “part” for the rest of her life.
2) What will be your baby’s style? You might just think that baby clothes are baby clothes, but I promise you are wrong. Will they be preppy, vintage, cartoony, punky, sweet smocked, hippy, trendy? Call me crazy, but I believe that babies have their own style that fits them. I kept all of these smocked dresses with detail for Gray, but when I put them on her, it just didn’t look like her for some reason. To me, Gray’s style is more vintage meets trendy.
3) What to eat? I want to make sure that Gray is healthy. Although if it was up to my brothers, she would have a diet of snickers & cookies! 
I try to always keep fruit, vegetables, yogurt, cheese, raisins, and other healthy snacks around, but I always feel this twinge of “I’m killing my child” if I don’t pay an extra $3 to buy the fruit, vegetables, yogurts and cheeses that are marked “organic”. I mean when I was little, a grape was a grape was a grape, or a carrot was a carrot was a carrot! Not Anymore my Friend! Welcome to the world of looking at labels and scoping out the words “enriched” & “from concentrate”.
***I took Gray outside before nap to get a picture of her in these purple weeds, hhnmm, I mean flowers. She was NOT having it. This was the best she was giving me. THEN, I changed her into play clothes, pulled her hair out of her face, and let her play in the screen in porch while she ate her lunch, and I get fierceness.
Kevin, Part I
May 1, 2009 in Verbal VomitFrom the time I was a little girl, I was challenged to pray for the guy that God would bring into my life to stay. I was also taught that you should never date anyone that you couldn’t marry, and that if you see things in the person you are dating that are not coinsiding with what you want in a life partner, get out!!!
I didn’t have a lot of serious boyfriends growing up, because #1, my dad wouldn’t let me, and #2, my dad wouldn’t let me. I mean while other boyfriends and girlfriends met at the skating rink, the movies, or the mall, if my boyfriend wanted to see me, he came to church. t’s like I had my own personal ministry to grow my youth group. Anway, in the relationships that I did enter, I learned a lot that I’m thankful for, and everything I decided and endured led up to meeting my perfect guy. Here is part one of how Kevin and I started dating.
I first heard his name from a girl who lived in my dorm. She went on and on about she met this HOT football player and he was good looking and sweet, and yada, yada, ya. She told me his football number, and I was sure that I knew the guy she was speaking of and told her I didn’t find him attractive at all. That was until the next football game, where I heard his name, looked at his number, and realized I had pictured the wrong guy. She was right, he was HOT.
A couple of weeks later, I was sitting in FCA, and felt someone burning a hole in the side of my head. I continued to worship, listen, whatever, but always felt the stare upon me. I tried to make out who it was, and had pretty much decided it was one of the football coaches. However, when I continued to sneak peaks at my obsessor, I realized that is was Kevin, the football player my friend had been talking about. At the end of FCA, Kevin walked over, and we made our introductions. He was the opposite of smooth and confident (sorry baby), although you would think he would be quite the ladies’ man. He was nervous, figety, and HOT. To give you an idea, to get in touch with me, he had a friend get my number, then had a friend call my number from his phone to ask if I wanted to hang out. LOL.
Neither of us were looking to jump in a serious relationship, but still wanted to hang out and around each other. I knew after a couple times of going on big group dates, that I was in trouble. He was shy, but he was also sweet, thoughtful, kind, full of life, striving to be full of Jesus, ……..and HOT! Needless to say, after months of praying, talking ,seeking, and testing him, I caved and told him that I would be his gal.
Told ya he’s HOT!
