...or so the saying goes. But how? How do we actually "let go" and stop worrying? Personally, I find it much easier said than done. Where's the switch? Distraction works best, but despite my best attempts the worry often creeps back and spoils whatever I am doing to distract myself from thinking, worrying, and obsessing about the thing causing me stress (which is usually work related).
So, this is my new quest: How to stop the worrying and let go. I suppose this is a lifelong process, unless of course they have medication to turn it off (which is not exaclty the ideal solution in my opinion). Which brings me to my second quest: how to listen for God's messages and really hear what He is saying. When times are tough is He simply testing our will and faith to make us stronger, or telling us to turn a corner and find a new direction?
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
Observation of the day.
It dawned on me today that I tend to spend a lot of time complaining about the pebbles in my shoes. However, when I look back on my life, it's not the pebbles that I remember, it's the sinkholes, and the volcano's, and the rainbows and roses. So why do I spend so much time complaining about the pebbles?
I suppose it's part of the human condition. Venting obviously makes me feel better. But is it really beneficial to those around me? No one likes a complainer.
I suppose it's part of the human condition. Venting obviously makes me feel better. But is it really beneficial to those around me? No one likes a complainer.
Thought for the day
It's not always the preacher in church carrying "the message" He wants us to hear. Sometimes, "the message" comes from unexpected people in unexpected places.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Our little T-Bug
Who knew this little person would bring so much joy to our lives!This month marks her 1/2 birthday and we are simply amazed at how much she has grown, changed, and developed her own little personality.
We thank God for her every day and look forward to all the surprises each new day brings.
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
The wait is over!
So, after a few inquiries to the doctors and nurses about whether or not my waters broke the week PRIOR, on a routine doctor visit for a non-stress test Monday morning, January 3rd, a different nurse advised us (urgently) to go to the hospital triage unit to see if my membranes had ruptured.
After a relatively short wait and an ultrasound, it turned out that poor little Taylor had only 2 ounces of fluid left! My waters HAD broken and likely DAYS if not a week prior. UGH!!!! She could have been here earlier afterall! How frustrating... and scary; I had tested positive for Group B Strep, which means that having had ruptured membranes for so long both she and I could have been infected and become seriously ill. Needless to say, the nurses administered IV antibiotics ASAP, and advised that Taylor would be born in a few hours.
With that news we were both scared and thrilled. Scared that she might be ill but thrilled that our wait was over and we would soon meet our little angel. The next few hours seemed to go by in minutes. First, they wanted to induce labor so they administered the pitocin. However, after a second ultrasound they estimated that she was going to be a LARGE baby... averaging 9 lbs. With that news, the low amniotic fluid, and the previous surgery I'd had for the fibroids, the doctor and midwife recommended a C-section.
After the bizarre epidural experience (very strange to be numb from the chest down) and what seemed like only a few minutes, from behind the "blue curtain" appeared our darling, precious baby girl, Taylor Colleen!! After a quick clean up and some footprints for daddy, she was placed on my chest for a brief hello while they stitched me up. I'll never forget the enourmous pout she had on her face at that moment. Almost as if to say, "why'd you keep me in there so long!?" or "Why'd you take me out of my cozy home!?"
After a relatively short wait and an ultrasound, it turned out that poor little Taylor had only 2 ounces of fluid left! My waters HAD broken and likely DAYS if not a week prior. UGH!!!! She could have been here earlier afterall! How frustrating... and scary; I had tested positive for Group B Strep, which means that having had ruptured membranes for so long both she and I could have been infected and become seriously ill. Needless to say, the nurses administered IV antibiotics ASAP, and advised that Taylor would be born in a few hours.
With that news we were both scared and thrilled. Scared that she might be ill but thrilled that our wait was over and we would soon meet our little angel. The next few hours seemed to go by in minutes. First, they wanted to induce labor so they administered the pitocin. However, after a second ultrasound they estimated that she was going to be a LARGE baby... averaging 9 lbs. With that news, the low amniotic fluid, and the previous surgery I'd had for the fibroids, the doctor and midwife recommended a C-section.
After the bizarre epidural experience (very strange to be numb from the chest down) and what seemed like only a few minutes, from behind the "blue curtain" appeared our darling, precious baby girl, Taylor Colleen!! After a quick clean up and some footprints for daddy, she was placed on my chest for a brief hello while they stitched me up. I'll never forget the enourmous pout she had on her face at that moment. Almost as if to say, "why'd you keep me in there so long!?" or "Why'd you take me out of my cozy home!?"
This quickly became the happiest moment of our lives! 
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Please give me patience
Today marks one week since Taylor's due date and only 3 days until her induction date of 1/5. What an exercise in patience and a reminder that we are not in control of everything in life.
I believe that God gives us what we need not what we want, but it is so difficult to swallow when the joy that will fill the rest of your life is still possibly days away. Waiting for something has never been so difficult in all my life.
Mike has never been more supportive, compassionate, attentive and wonderful, and I know he is anxious as well. Our daydreams of a Christmas baby have come and gone, as have our hopes for a child with a birthday as unique as 1/1/11. With only 4 possible birthdates left, I'm sure we will make it; we just need to find something to keep us distracted until then... and something to give us patience until she arrives. :-)
We are anxiously awaiting your arrival, Taylor, and so is the rest of the family. We love you already and hope you are happy, healthy and comfy inside.
I believe that God gives us what we need not what we want, but it is so difficult to swallow when the joy that will fill the rest of your life is still possibly days away. Waiting for something has never been so difficult in all my life.
Mike has never been more supportive, compassionate, attentive and wonderful, and I know he is anxious as well. Our daydreams of a Christmas baby have come and gone, as have our hopes for a child with a birthday as unique as 1/1/11. With only 4 possible birthdates left, I'm sure we will make it; we just need to find something to keep us distracted until then... and something to give us patience until she arrives. :-)
We are anxiously awaiting your arrival, Taylor, and so is the rest of the family. We love you already and hope you are happy, healthy and comfy inside.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
How BIG can she get?!
Well, we're only a few days from her due date and she is still not ready to come out.
Doctor said today that they will schedule a back-up induction date for January 5th if she doesn't come before then.
Come on Taylor! We want to meet you! Aren't you done cooking yet? Please come before the year ends!
Doctor said today that they will schedule a back-up induction date for January 5th if she doesn't come before then.
Come on Taylor! We want to meet you! Aren't you done cooking yet? Please come before the year ends!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
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