"Unlimited" By Davis Bunn

If you love to read, I would love to introduce you to one of my favorite authors:  http://www.davisbunn.com/blog/.  I have read so many of his books I have lost count.  Granted after kids came along my quiet reading times have been harder to come by, but I try.  Just this month he came out with a new book "Unlimited" that was inspired by a movie coming out in October 2013.  

I was privileged to receive a free copy of the book "Unlimited" in exchange for my honest review.  As with his other works this does not disappoint! Filled with suspense, and twists and challenge into the characters heart and self searching. I enjoy how real life events intermingle with fictional yet plausible events.  And I like how each character is challenged with their walk with God. It is always real.  

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I can't wait to see the movie!

Reflections 2013

I was looking back over the past year. "Wow" is an understatement that seems almost overwhelming. Today our "baby" turns 7 months old and it is amazing all the changes that have been happening with our son, but more so with our family.  Truly is remarkable how such a small bundle can affect the world so much.  So here's to looking back.

A year ago: We were a family of 4.

When we sat down for a meal, dinner was served and eaten HOT.

We were sleeping through the night.

Although occasional at best, we had date nights.

Vacation planning (which usually did not get past planning) aside from budget, consisted of  "were the kids tall enough for rides, if there were any?"

AND THEN, we found out we were expecting, almost exactly a year ago today.  We prayed, we planned, we waited.

AND THEN, 7 months ago we were blessed with our surprise--the birth of our son Caleb.  A true blessing he has been.  After a wonderful, easy pregnancy and easy birth, he continues to be our joy.

So long as he is fed, dry and well rested: he smiles all the time,  (Imagine if all the people in the world were fed, dry and well rested...maybe the beginning of world peace?) 

Within the past week he has starting scooting, then crawling and now he tries to pull himself up to stand.  He is growing fast and on the move.  As I write this he is lying next to me peacefully sleeping. (Technically, I should be sleeping too, but I know from recent experience that as soon as I try to sleep he will wake.) Nonetheless, as I watch him sleep I am in awe, for this joy and this gift.

How things have changed this past year.  Now: the house is not quite as in order as I would like; but kids are happy and healthy.  Meals are hot to start but after tending to family and baby my meals are cold; but we are all fed.  Sleep is more of a sprint than a marathon.  I look forward to the marathon sleeping again...3 more years.  Date night? "What is that," we ask.

In 2 months my husband and I will celebrate 10 of marriage.  What a journey this has been.  So now I look forward to all that God has for us with excitement and at times trepidation that I have no clue what I am doing.  Good thing I  have a good guide.

(on a funny note, after I posted picture, hubby informed me that the kids lion did a photo bomb in the picture.  Great now the stuffed animals are getting in on the action.)

One day at a time

It is amazing how a small bundle of constant change can encompass and demand so much of ones time that when you blink you find the days and months blendinginto eachother.  So much has happened over the last 2 months between my husband and his doctor visits to fix his injured knee and my older children with school and checkups and keeping house and caring for a fast growing baby to say I am tired is an understatement.  But then I sit back and marvel at tiny moments when the older children do or say something for me or the baby or even to each other and "my cup runneth over."

I am thankful for older children that while they have their moments when I am very frustrated with them, I can tell them simply, "I need a nap," and they play quietly in their room until I wake.  More amusing are the days when the oldest will come and say. " mom, you look tired why don't you lay down with baby and we will play in out room."  When ever possible I take him up on those offers.  Or when he decides on his own doing to take clean clothes from dryer and put the wet in and ask if anything needs to be started in the wash.  I love that kid!

It is a bitter sweet fact that I can sit back and look over that past 9 months + and lament over what I did not accomplish as hoped, either in general or in regard to school.  But then I must take into account a precious addition came into our home and we have all learned more that would have been possible from a book or someone else's explanation.

A few more weeks of school and we can close this chapter and dig into summer concentration so we don't loose what we know, relaxed summer but active.  And then I can prepare for a new school year with an active baby--oh fun!

On a side note, what started out as a change for me 8 years ago as become a tradition after the birth of each child.  I have always had very long hair.  After our son was born I wanted a change and after some talking, my hubby suggested cutting my locks in honor of his mom passing way due to cancer.  So I cut off 12" and gave it to "Locks or Love."  That was 8 years ago.  Then our daughter came 3 years later.  Thanks to all the hormones or lack there of, I was loosing hair by the fistful and decided that I would rather give it away instead of throw it away.  So I chopped another 15" and had the shortest cut ever on me.  Now 5 years later, it only seemed natural, plus the fact hair was again falling out, that I would cut again.  I just love these hormones.  So last week I again cut the locks this time 18", and to boot my daughter also cut her hair donating 8".  Her choice, and she was so proud.

It feels strange but feels good in the summer heat, and the hottest part of summer is not yet here.

Well, I hear baby squeaking so I best go.  Till next time....