Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. May this day be blessed.

~Our Sweet Life~



With Hope, The Odds Don’t Matter

Hello my followers. I was very excited to receive an email from Heather Von St. James asking me to feature her story of surviving Mesothelioma. Let’s help Heather, a courageous Mother, Wife and survivor of mesothelioma; raise awareness of this little known cancer, and mesothelioma_awareness_ribbon_mousepads-rd2712f19832148fd98c033d52bc9b4c7_x74vi_8byvr_324to provide a sense of hope for others facing life’s difficult challenges. Today is Mesothelioma Awareness Day. Please join me in spreading hope and be a voice for the victims.

Here is more information: From awareness grows hope. Each voice could save a life.


Early childhood development evaluation


It’s been a whole month since I’ve written. I won’t bore you the details-but life has just been busy!

Today Sweet Baby has to go to another early childhood development evaluation. It was recommended by his pediatrician, who seems unhappy with where Sweet Baby is at. His improvements are small to others, but to us they mean the world. He’s starting to use his hands to feed himself. You have no idea-every time I see it I still want to cry (tears of joy).
So I guess we’re gonna be a room full of therapists to determine if his delays are cognitive. A part of me wants to do this. If there is something we need to find out/can do to help him, I want to know. But another part of me wants to run away & hide in a corner. I’m sick of ppl telling me something is wrong with my baby boy. Its the hardest thing to hear as a mother. Especially since i cant do a thing about it. He’s a happy boy. And at times it’s hard & overwhelming but I really wouldn’t change him. This experience is teaching me how to be a more compassionate, stronger person. So I, in return can teach him. But most importantly, this experience is teaching me to lean on God.
Having no one to lean on but God changes a person. It sure is changing me.

Happy Resurrection Sunday!


I hope as Easter or Resurrection Sunday, as we call it, comes around again your not focusing on the candy or the dyed eggs. Or even the creepy adorable Easter bunny. But your using this time to reflect on what Jesus did for us. He came down from heaven and died on the cross for each & everyone of us. He loves us that much. He rose 3 days later! There is nothing we can do to work our way to heaven. We simply accept this amazing gift, acknowledge we are sinners and we are saved. I am so thankful and amazed by His gift.

As a mother now I think of a lot of things differently. I will try to put my feelings into words. I imagine what it was like to be Mary. A pregnant virgin. But then giving birth to a child who would later take on the sins of the world. To nurse him. To love him. To raise the precious little baby into a man. Then watch that man be brutally beaten & hung on the cross. As a mother, to even think of that tears my heart out of my chest & brings tears to my eyes. It brings a new sense of reality of what Jesus did for us. So today, as your enjoying the festivities, take a moment & reflect on what Jesus has done for us. Truly think about it. Thank Him & tell Him you love Him. Then think of that family or friend who hasn’t accepted this amazing gift. And pray for them; that God would do a wonder in their life.

God bless & Happy Resurrection Sunday

Why Do We Cry?

Thought I’d share something I found on Facebook. I don’t know about you but I’m always on the verge of tears. wither it be a moving show (or commercial) or just plain a sudden urge to cry-I’m a cryer. If only I looked as pretty as her crying-maybe I wouldn’t mind crying so much. So no pun intended but this made me want to cry. Enjoy and make sure to grab a box of tissue. Wish I knew who wrote this. 
A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.
“I don’t understand,” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”crying_girl_face-1920x1080
“All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
When his time came, he asked God.
“God, why do women cry so easily?”
God said, “When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.”
“You see my son,” said God, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart the
place where love resides.”

Thank You Veterans!

Words could not express everything you and your family has done for our nation. For my freedom! For Sweet Baby’s freedom. Because of you guys I can freely and openly worship Jesus. I can go to church. I can read my bible. I’m truly thankful. But thanks could never be enough for what each & and everyone of you gave up. But it’s all I have.
Thank you and God bless!


Following Our Sonny Life

Back in June I became aware of NPA. I had never heard of this disease. This blog,  Our Sonny Life showed up on my Facebook feed. The description was to pray for this family as they lost their baby to NPA. I read the blog and my heart just crumbled to pieces. Sweet Baby was 6 months at the time and I couldn’t imagine what this family was going through. Watching Trek pass on in their arms. As I read today’s post, tears streamed down my face. My arms ached for Sweet Baby and he was just in the room next door. My heart hurt for Trek’s mom. Her arms must ache every day for Trek. I wish I could cross th

e distance and I could hug her. I don’t know if I could even say anything of comfort to her. I would just hug her and each of her family members. In times like these I think thats all you can do. I have prayed for this family that Jesus would comfort them in the only He can. As I read Treks timeline, my heart broke all over again. Here are cyber hugs for the Trek family. If your family is going through this with your little precious angel. I’m sorry and I wish stuff like this didn’t happen. I wish I knew why. Please look at this amazing blog, they would be a great support system.
I just finished reading about Trek’s birth story. Its amazing. You should check it out. I was unable to delivery naturally like I had hoped, so I’m a little jealous.    😉 But my husband did get to catch Sweet Baby. (that reminds me I have not shared my birth story with you. Watch for it in the next few days!) 
This is an amazing family and I enjoy reading about their adventures. 
xo xo

New Teeth & Sitting Up

A couple weeks ago, Sweet Baby decided he was ready to sit up all by himself. That and a few exercises we got from the early intervention program. Then a couple days after that he sprouted his first tooth. And good news: I’m still able to nurse him so far with teeth. Then a week later he sprouted his second tooth! I love seeing his smile with those two little teeth poking through. When he smiles & yawns, that is the only time I can see his teeth. He refuses to show them off.

How to Help a New Mom

I came across this article on Pinterest. A friend of mine recently had a baby, so I gladly read the article. Some of these are really great. Here are a few of my favorites. Check out her site for the full article.

Source: Nice Girl Notes

1) Be a helpline. If you want to help out a brand new mom and you’re a seasoned mom veteran, offer to let her call you at all hours of the night.

2) Round up some healthy meals. New moms are generally exhausted. Give them some healthy meals that will give her energy for those marathon feedings!

3) Kidnap her kiddies. Uh. Not the new one. The other one(s), if she’s got them. And get them out of the dang house. The mom will be very grateful.

4) Run a couple of errands. Return those baby gifts to the store, bring back the library books, drop off the Redbox rental, fill up her gas tank. Teeny things that may seem overwhelming to a new mom.

xo xo