Monday, September 29, 2014

Party of Two


 
 
Yes! It's true! We are expecting Baby Ferguson #2!
 
We are over the moon excited for this little blessing on the way.
 
Sorry I have been SO absent lately. Life has been busy. My toddler is on the move. Pregnancy sickness was here and there. Not to mention the first 12 weeks were adventurous (more on that later). Trying to keep my family, ministry, working from home a few hours a week, and this house a priority so the blog has taken a bit of a back burner. I have so many posts swirling through my mind, lots of ideas, and I am even hoping to jump in on 31 Days again this year. Hopefully you will be seeing more of me soon! I have missed you all! 

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Jase 13.14 Month Letter



 

 
I debated on whether or not I was going to continue to do monthly updates with Jase once we passed the one year mark, but I have decided there is just so much growth and change happening still, I want to remember these moments. For all those who despise when people continue to reference their child’s age in months after they’ve lived a year, you may just want to skip my posts on (or around) the seventeenth of every month. ;)

I missed little man’s 13 month post because we were traveling to see family. When we returned from vacation things have just been full speed ahead with ministry plans for the fall, hence my absence on the blog recently. So this month I will be combining the two updates.

Jase took his first steps on July 7th which was an incredibly exciting moment. I don’t think I will forget the look on his face, the pure astonishment at what he had just realized his feet were capable of doing. It was beyond precious. Since that day he has been full speed ahead. Once he realized that he could walk, he has not stopped. It has taken this mama a lot longer to come to terms with her little boy walking; I still cannot believe how fast the days go. We have been teaching him sign language to help him better communicate instead of screaming or crying when he wants something. He has quite a handful of words now as well. He is obsessed with climbing on anything and everything he can which results in quite a few tumbling incidents – I am telling you, he is all BOY!

It has been such a precious treasure watching him grow into this wobbly little toddler, and I am so thankful to all of you who have been a part of his little life watching him grow here through the blog, and in real life too!

 

To my little Peanut,

I cannot believe you are walking! The first year of life really goes by as fast as they say. There is so much change, so many milestones being reached, so many new things being achieved it just makes everything go so fast. You have been quite the bundle of joy. You look so much like your daddy, but act so much like your mommy; still to this very day. You love to be the center of attention and you love to make people laugh. I can only imagine what you are going to be like when you start school one day. You are known everywhere you go for the crazy noises you make; they’re so crazy I don’t even know how to describe them. Your grandpa nicknamed you Velociraptor while he was here to visit last week; I think that is probably the closest way to describe those little noises you make.

You absolutely love your mommy and daddy. During vacation, we would bring you into bed with us in the morning and you would play, then you would come back and put your head against mommy, and then your head against daddy – your way of giving us hugs. You would do this over and over again in between playing. One day, you grabbed your daddy’s face, and your mommy’s face, brought us together and gave us both your little hug. It’s these moments that just overwhelm my heart with so much love. Sometimes I just look at you playing, or laughing, or talking and tears feel my eyes – I love you something fierce, little man.

You LOVE to play hide and seek. Your dad and I could play it with you for hours and you would laugh every time you find us, and so would we. You love to read books, and have even started reading them to yourself. I wonder what you are saying. I love the way you say “hiiiiii” as your drag out your “I” with a huge cheesy grin on your face. When you first learned this word you would walk in circles between the rooms in our house, and every time you entered the room we were in you would let out a big “hiiiiii!” It is so much fun watching you grow and learn every day. I cannot wait to see the little boy that you grow into. But at the same time, little peanut, slow down, don’t grow up to fast. Until next month….

 

Monday, August 11, 2014

Teachable Moments



Teachable moments are all around us. One of the smartest things we as parents can do is watch for those teachable moments throughout our day and use those to instill Godly principles and good character into our children’s lives. That is why when I was offered to review Marybeth Hicks book “Teachable Moments Using Everyday Encounters with Media and Culture to Instill Conscience, Character, and Faith” I jumped at the opportunity. I was extremely excited about gleaning the wisdom in this book to put into play as my husband and I parent in today’s culture.

Marybeth Hicks points out the struggles in raising children in a culture that speaks so strongly against a lot of what a Christian stands for. In a culture where drugs, alcohol, sex, homosexuality and more are being promoted through media, music, school teachers, and other aspects it’s increasingly important that we are taking the time to teach our kids the Christian values on these various topics. When our children ask questions or are put in situations that cause them to have questions, instead of shying away from these topics of conversations, we as parents should be intentional about teaching our children at their maturity level what God tells us about the given circumstance. We want to be proactive about using what we experience day to day to teach our children. If we aren’t, the world will.

Throughout the book Marybeth makes it clear that the most important thing in raising children is to instill Godly character. The choices that one makes throughout their life are direct representations of their character. Instilling Godly character in the lives of our children, and teaching them the importance of having Godly character should be a top priority in raising children. What we instill in their character will determine their decisions as they face circumstances throughout their life. Their character will play a part in how they respond to those that live a life they may not agree with. Their character will play a part in how they respond to being asked to participate in something against their beliefs. Their character will play a part in the example that they lead for their peers around them. Their character is what shapes them as a person.

It is our jobs as parents to do everything we can to instill Godly character and teach our children Godly principles. That means we have to be proactive. The culture will teach our children what it believes, but we must teach our children what God’s word says. We need to decide what we want to allow into our homes and lives, and what we won’t, and we need to have reasons as to why. We need to explain to our children why we have made certain decisions in our life to help prepare them to make their own decisions as they grow.

“God creates every person with a unique and miraculous design – one that is revealed in personality and temperament. But then he entrust parents to mold and develop the traits that define a child, informing his actions, choices, and pursuits.” (Hicks)

Since I enjoyed this book so much, I am giving away a copy to one of you lucky readers! If you would like to win a copy for yourself, enter the rafflecopter below. I will announce a winner on Friday!

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Tuesday, July 8, 2014

TLM & His First Steps

Last night was an exciting night in our house hold as Jase took his first steps. It was way more exciting than I imagined it would be. My husband and I couldn't stop laughing and giggling watching him waddle. I even got a little bit on video for you to enjoy the cuteness.

I am guest posting over at The Laundry Moms today. I am so excited for this opportunity! It is hard to leave TLM's corner of the internet without feeling encouraged. Hop on over and read my post, and be sure to explore their website. I guarantee you will find something perfect for you!



Wednesday, July 2, 2014

You Are Super-Mom

Every new mom comes home from the hospital with the same mindset. They feel like they need to do everything, they need to be up with the baby, changing every diaper, answering every cry, feeding, bathing, rocking, and more. It is just what is in our DNA. The moment we become a mother, that inner instinct that is within us comes roaring out with the hunger to take care of it all. The thing is that is exhausting. You wouldn’t expect your friend to come out of an intense surgery to come home and take care of the kids, her house, and everything in between, so why do we as mothers expect this of ourselves?

I remember getting ready to have Jase. I knew that it was okay to accept help; that I would need the help the first few weeks, and that was okay. I welcomed the meal train my friends had planned. I welcomed the help of my mother in keeping up with housework and watching Jase when I needed to rest or shower. I knew these were things that I would be extremely grateful for when Jase arrived. I am the oldest in my family and have been around kids since before even I could remember, I was aware of the care having a newborn would demand and I knew the help would be needed. I knew all of these things.

Then I had Jase and something changed.

I had an unexpected C-Section with Jase. I was down a lot more than I thought I was going to be after having a baby. I couldn’t get up from a laying position without help. I wasn’t supposed to lift anything but the baby. I couldn’t really lift Jase out of a crib and I wasn’t allowed to lift him in the car seat. All these unexpected restrictions paired with this desire to be super mom made me feel incredibly defeated. I cried on a daily basis, maybe even on an hourly basis, to my husband because I couldn’t do “what I was supposed to do.” I am the mom, I should be the one who picks up the baby, who gets up in the middle of the night, gets him out of his crib and walks to another room to nurse leaving my sleeping husband to rest. I thought that was what I was supposed to do and because I couldn’t do all of that I felt like I was failing as a mother. I felt like I was failing as a wife.

In my conversations with new moms, no matter how their labor experience went, they all come home with the pressure to be super mom. The need to be the one who takes care of every need the baby has and in doing so they are fulfilling their duty of being a mother. So many new moms are feeling discouraged and exhausted because they are unable to measure up to these standards they are placing on themselves. And it doesn’t stop with the first few weeks. It continues into every stage of motherhood, this pressure to be everything, to do everything, to somehow succeed in juggling everything on our own. The pressure we put on ourselves to measure up to this super mom.

The reality of motherhood is you cannot do it on your own. Saying that you need help, accepting the help that is offered, it doesn’t make you less of a mother. It doesn’t even make you a failure of a mother. It makes you a great mother. The reality is motherhood gives you a lot of things to juggle, having a newborn in itself is a lot to juggle, and at the same time you have to give yourself time to heal and time to recover after what your body just experienced.


Super mom isn’t the one who does everything on her own; I would like to think that is more like an exhausted and overwhelmed mom. Super mom is you. That’s right, you. You are super mom because that tiny human in your hands, your birthed him. You carried that child for nine months, gave the majority of your body’s nutrients to that child so that he may grow and be the healthy little baby he was meant to be. You gave sleepless nights, aches and pains, joy and tears, countless amount of energy, you gave everything. You pushed and persevered through labor and gave birth to that child. I don’t care if you pushed for hours or if you endured surgery, you birthed that child. You are super mom. Super mom isn’t created because of what she does; super mom is in fact, every mother. What every mother has gone through to bring a child into this world, that makes her super mom. What every mother does to continue to keep her child alive in this world that makes her super mom.

So, to all mothers everywhere. You are super mom. It isn’t what you do that makes you super mom; it simply is because you are a mother. Being a mother is a big job. It takes all your emotions, it takes every ounce of your physical body, and it takes all of your time. If you didn’t manage to keep the house in complete order, feed all your kids, bathe them, and even take of yourself today, you are still super mom. If you have to ask for a little help so that you can shower, or maybe just brush your teeth, you are super mom. Keep on doing what you are doing, super mom.