tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333520482024-03-13T21:27:42.574-07:00Laura's Loungelaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-51215960730253602952010-03-20T18:30:00.000-07:002010-03-20T18:30:54.568-07:00Snuggles...I never get tired of staring at this...<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: medium none;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-64909378972199970332010-03-12T11:51:00.000-08:002010-03-12T11:52:19.082-08:00Precious Babies<div style="text-align: center;"> Snuggle time our first morning home...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qYfl8dc-I/AAAAAAAAA4c/z--z0PBRJJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qYfl8dc-I/AAAAAAAAA4c/z--z0PBRJJQ/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" /></a></div><br />
It is hard to believe our little ones are already 2 and a half weeks old! We are savoring every minute...each feeding, diaper change, bath, snuggle and coo. They are so much fun! I am still recovering physically from the c-section but overall doing fine. Adam was able to take off some time from work and my mom has been here keeping the house in order. It is such a huge blessing to have her here with us! Last week my dad also took time off; having both parents here together was a real treat. I love seeing them hold their grandchildren...it is very surreal and special. <br />
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An average schedule right now consists of feeding babies, changing them, holding them, nap time, and repeat! I am currently feeding them every 2 hours, so generally I get about 30 minutes to myself between feedings and then we are at it again. Adam has been amazing. He is the best burper, diaper changer, comforter and snuggler I have ever seen! I will feed one baby, then he burps and changes them while I feed the other. With 12 feedings a day, we have the routine down! I am so so thankful for my incredible husband. Forgive me if you have called, texted or emailed and I haven't replied--I haven't checked my cell in days and am giving all my energy to these kiddos and my husband right now. The biggest challenge has been finding time to rest myself, but who wants to rest when there are two babies to cuddle? I'm working on it... :)<br />
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I look at these two everyday and can't believe they are here...our children. I start to cry every time I think about it. The other day Annabelle was crying and I started singing to her. Immediately she calmed down and just stared at me. I lost it. I just wept. Couldn't even keep singing. I dreamt of these moments for so long and praise God for the pleasure of loving these children. They are His, and we thank Him for sharing them with us!<br />
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Enough of my babbling, here's some pics of the angels...<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Sweet Will </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qSYD8bDtI/AAAAAAAAA28/QtIhN2j2SnA/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qSYD8bDtI/AAAAAAAAA28/QtIhN2j2SnA/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet Annabelle </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qTd78vtZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/zbtmqf2OhIA/s1600-h/DSC_0366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qTd78vtZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/zbtmqf2OhIA/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qTBfYj08I/AAAAAAAAA3M/naPiISnSisg/s1600-h/DSC_0449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S5qTBfYj08I/AAAAAAAAA3M/naPiISnSisg/s320/DSC_0449.jpg" width="212" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-24638116166944918032010-02-24T16:18:00.000-08:002010-02-24T16:18:25.916-08:00TWINS!!!Here are what I'm sure to be the first of many pictures of Will and Annabelle! Will 's on the left and Annabelle is on the right.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBjMO5C-I/AAAAAAAAA20/Kcvi_5wIwGM/s1600-h/DSC_0436.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBjMO5C-I/AAAAAAAAA20/Kcvi_5wIwGM/s400/DSC_0436.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBg934M5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/TVOqSnINHPg/s1600-h/DSC_0359.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBg934M5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/TVOqSnINHPg/s400/DSC_0359.jpeg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBb1QPaqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/9ZIbaQ33wp4/s1600-h/DSC_0450.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4XBb1QPaqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/9ZIbaQ33wp4/s400/DSC_0450.jpeg" width="266" /></a></div><div><br />
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<b>UPDATE #2: </b>Just heard from Adam that the babies are here! I don't have any other info, but will post when I do.<br />
<b>UPDATE #1</b>: Laura's c-section is scheduled for 4pm.<br />
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Hi friends! This is Lindsay, Laura's sister-in-law. Laura asked me to keep you all updated on the exciting events that will be happening today! I just got a call from Laura a few minutes ago, after her appointment this morning, the Dr sent them to the hospital to have the babies. She will be having a c-section sometime in the next few hours. Please keep her, Adam, the Dr's and those sweet babies in your prayers throughout the day. I'll update here and on Facebook as I get news in from them! Yay!<br />
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Lindsaylaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-50855700913972076572010-02-20T11:45:00.000-08:002010-02-20T11:45:33.681-08:0036 Weeks!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A4kZjjiSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QQuNUXPo2L0/s1600-h/DSC_0285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A4kZjjiSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QQuNUXPo2L0/s400/DSC_0285.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br />
We are at 36 weeks this weekend, praise God! We are so thankful these babies have stayed put for this long. My next appointment is Monday morning. The Dr. will scan them, and if their lungs look mature, he will schedule my c-section possibly as early as Tuesday! We are beyond excited. The last ultrasound we had was two weeks ago; at that point baby boy was 4 pounds 12 ounces and baby girl was 5 pounds 1 ounce. I am so thankful for those weights, but I increased my fat intake the last couple of weeks to try to give them more to grow from! It is hard to eat at this point (the Dr. says my stomach is the size of a grape) so I figure I might as well pack those calories in with each bite. Sleeping is almost impossible--partly because of my excitement and partly because of discomfort--but I love it. I just lay awake thinking about holding them, feeding them, singing to them...my guess is I am just getting a glimpse of our new way of life! Bring on the sleepless nights!<br />
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Please continue to pray for the babies' maturity and growth. How we treasure your prayers!!!!<br />
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Last night we set up our camera and took some pics for fun...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I seriously love this man! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A55BoTTcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/k3adsOMbpjs/s1600-h/DSC_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A55BoTTcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/k3adsOMbpjs/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> Adam thinks it is hilarious that he has to lean over to kiss me...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A60A0XN_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/IxDNLVUXGb4/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S4A60A0XN_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/IxDNLVUXGb4/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-54736255626174515172010-02-20T07:38:00.000-08:002010-02-20T16:24:44.398-08:00Pregnancy PicsBack in January our friend Ashley took some photos of us-I was around 28 weeks. We had so much fun with her! I'm not one to usually post pics of my belly, but this is a special case since it does hold the babies! Here are a few of the pics from our time together...<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: medium none;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-84567199107750643492010-02-12T21:53:00.000-08:002010-02-12T21:56:03.281-08:00The Fifth Wheel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Hey guys, Adam here. I'd like to introduce you to the newest addition to our family. No the babies haven't been born yet, but they have brought along a little, well not so little, friend. The belly. It's been a slow growth; kind of like the mold on that thing in the back of your fridge. It starts out small and you think it's cute that it's growing. Then it becomes fun to watch. And after a while you're astounded by the miracles of God's design. That's where we are now. In the, "How could it get that big?" stage. As all husband/fathers can probably relate to, this is super cool and fun for me to watch. Of course I might feel differently if I had to lug it around. Laura's been a real trooper though, and as she says, bigger belly means better babies! And if you're wondering about the title, there's Laura, Me, the twins, and that fifth wheel friend that's along for the ride (the belly). So here's a brief overview of our lesson in elasticity. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">10 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y05OaKjPI/AAAAAAAAAz0/qEzWlXP79UQ/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y05OaKjPI/AAAAAAAAAz0/qEzWlXP79UQ/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">17 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y1RGVjJRI/AAAAAAAAAz8/9Hae6QudQ6A/s1600-h/DSC_0042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y1RGVjJRI/AAAAAAAAAz8/9Hae6QudQ6A/s400/DSC_0042.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
20 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y1qd6GccI/AAAAAAAAA0E/2ZPir_L4cf0/s1600-h/DSC_0096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y1qd6GccI/AAAAAAAAA0E/2ZPir_L4cf0/s400/DSC_0096.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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28 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2L5y1uhI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AqKvmJUiHkM/s1600-h/DSC_0376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2L5y1uhI/AAAAAAAAA0U/AqKvmJUiHkM/s400/DSC_0376.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
32 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2YhTnZdI/AAAAAAAAA0c/c5HiiM6aQko/s1600-h/DSC_0382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2YhTnZdI/AAAAAAAAA0c/c5HiiM6aQko/s400/DSC_0382.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><br />
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34 weeks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2mKIQanI/AAAAAAAAA0k/rSafZXZkoY4/s1600-h/DSC_0426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2mKIQanI/AAAAAAAAA0k/rSafZXZkoY4/s400/DSC_0426.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Still 34 weeks...it just cracks me up when she dances with the big belly.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't worry...she didn't move around too much! She's being good and laying down most of the time...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2zL_VelI/AAAAAAAAA0s/fIKLlh3Mll4/s1600-h/DSC_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3Y2zL_VelI/AAAAAAAAA0s/fIKLlh3Mll4/s400/DSC_0427.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><br />
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</a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-90012359937459457042010-02-11T19:00:00.000-08:002010-02-11T19:00:32.731-08:00Our Birthday Girl!Today is Lyric's 2nd birthday! I can't believe we have had this precious pup for 2 years. She is such a hoot...we never tire of her snuggles, kisses and hilarious expressions. The three of us have so much fun. My nephew Sam described us well this past summer when he said "Uncle Adam, Aunt Laura, and Lyric...they're a funny little family." That pretty much sums it up! I have always loved watching her play with our nephews when they are in town. She has kissed away many tears the last couple of years and made us smile everyday; I can't wait to see her with the babies!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Sweet puppy face after her first bath</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S7j5lcmzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/AxI2hsGi3WE/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S7j5lcmzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/AxI2hsGi3WE/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">First snuggles the day we met!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S7JBu-3RI/AAAAAAAAAys/f-wqp9-1rz4/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S7JBu-3RI/AAAAAAAAAys/f-wqp9-1rz4/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Hugs from Aunt Amanda in October...Lyric's hair was super long and we couldn't help but see what she looked like with a bow in it! Such a patient dog! We had lots of good laughs that night...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S8BunMDVI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-WNMR5JAiU0/s1600-h/DSC_0036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S8BunMDVI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-WNMR5JAiU0/s400/DSC_0036.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Giving Adam a cookie bouquet for Father's Day this past year. Ok, maybe it is over the top, but it was a great excuse to get my man some yummy cookies!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S8udsMgxI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Llt54vgn2-A/s1600-h/DSC_0260_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/S3S8udsMgxI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Llt54vgn2-A/s400/DSC_0260_2.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>When Adam gets home in a little bit we are going to give her a ridiculously large rawhide and watch as she attempts to chow down on it. Happy Birthday, Lyric Melody! Thanks for making us laugh and adding so much joy to our lives!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: medium none;" /></a></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-81771763884943660252010-01-13T16:23:00.000-08:002010-01-13T16:34:21.746-08:0030 Weeks!<div>As of today I am 30 weeks and 5 days along, praise God! 30 weeks is a huge milestone in development for twins; my next goal is reaching the 34 week mark, and after that, 36. I can't believe we are so close to meeting our little ones. We are busting with excitement! As I type this someone on the right side of my belly is moving and grooving-my shirt is bouncing up and down! The last couple of weeks their movements have definitely strengthened. I love each and every kick and punch, even when they keep me awake. I just see it as a glimpse of our future--lots and lots of time together in the middle of the night!</div><div><br /></div><div>My last ultrasound was at 28 weeks. Baby girl weighed 2 pounds 6 ounces, and baby boy was 2 pounds 4 ounces. The Dr. said they were right where they should be for weight at that stage. I am praying that they get to at least 6 or 7 pounds. If we make it to 36 or 37 weeks, a hearty birthweight is possible! </div><div><br /></div><div>My body is definitely starting to feel the effects of carrying two babies. Although I am 30 weeks along, at my appointment yesterday I measured 39 weeks! No wonder I'm feeling some aches and pains! (Belly pics to come--my computer has not cooperated with downloading pics for the last couple of weeks!) Bending over is nearly impossible, and Adam has to tie my shoes for me, put lotion on my legs and pick up things I drop (which happens often because I am even more clumsy than usual). Sweet sweet man. I may feel physically awful most of the time, but I thank God for every stretch, ache and cramp, because that means these two are growing. Come on kids! Make your momma miserable and get as big as you can!</div><div><br /></div><div>EXCITING NEWS-- my twin friend Corrie is having her two baby boys tomorrow!! Please pray for Corrie this week as they welcome these precious boys and their family of 3 instantly becomes a family of 5!</div><div><br /></div><div>More updates to come as I coax my computer into liking blogger and downloading pics...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-91886457237286908132009-10-29T08:58:00.000-07:002009-10-29T21:24:20.674-07:00Trucks and Tutus!We found out Tuesday that we are having a <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">girl</span> </span>and a <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">boy</span><span style="color:#3366ff;">!</span></span> We are so grateful that they are growing and thriving. My Dr. said complications with twins tend to surface at 20 weeks, and thankfully everything looks great so far! The pics of our little ones...<br /><br /><div align="center">Baby A, our sweet girl </div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398053556576175346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/Sum9HA5BxPI/AAAAAAAAAwI/XKahFPPy6HY/s320/Ultrasound+10-27-09.jpg" border="0" /><br />A 4D pic of her :) So in love with that precious face!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398053556189234242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/Sum9G_cxhEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5vYZMO2z-W8/s320/Ultrasound+10-27-09+001.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Baby B, our precious boy <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398053555175494450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/Sum9G7rFEzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wPk80KSS0ow/s320/Ultrasound+10-27-09+002.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div>Another view of our little man from the back, love those ears!!!! (He was covering his face in his 4D pic, so I thought this one was a better view.)<br /><br /><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398052646251225538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/Sum8SBqpYcI/AAAAAAAAAvY/WmPQqvxTxpU/s320/Ultrasound+10-27-09+003.jpg" border="0" /><br />Baby girl weighs 12 oz., and baby boy is at 10 oz. Our girl will most likely be the oldest (haha)--she is closest to my cervix and will come out before her brother. We had a blast watching them during the ultrasound...at one point her little booty kept pressing down on his chin, and he was constantly moving around to get away from her hiny. I told her that was the only time it was ok for her to push and shove on her brother, haha! I just love that they have each other in there...I can't wait to see how they interact and play together. The ultrasound tech said our girl had long legs, and his legs were on the shorter side. Does anyone know why we would get a kick out of that?!?! :)</div><br /><div align="left">Thank you for all the prayers for my health and our precious babies!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" /></a></div><br /></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-66735774147404483362009-10-26T14:45:00.000-07:002009-10-26T14:48:51.029-07:00Blue or Pink or Both?<div>Tomorrow we find out if Baby A and B are boys or girls or both. We are so excited to see them again--8 weeks has felt like forever! Adam and I call the ultrasounds "Watson Family Time." While we know the babies are with us all the time, we just love seeing them, talking to them and watching what they are doing. I can't believe we are already nearing the 20 week mark at the end of this week. It has truly flown by. Here's to more Watson Family Time in the morning!</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-45421332553392239632009-09-23T13:33:00.000-07:002009-09-26T20:21:00.258-07:002+2=4<div style="text-align: center;">"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Charis SIL',charis,Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him." </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Charis SIL',charis,Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;">1 Samuel 1:27 </span></span></div><div><br /></div>Coming this spring, life at the our house will radically change as we welcome two babies into our family! We found out in July that we were expecting, and a few weeks later, we were thrilled to hear there were <b>TWO</b> little babies in my belly. I can't wait to meet them!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIhg4UKMI/AAAAAAAAAuo/p6u4ZfBB8kw/s1600-h/DSC_0041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIhg4UKMI/AAAAAAAAAuo/p6u4ZfBB8kw/s320/DSC_0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384766413818046658" border="0" /></a>My sweet parents have offered to buy our cribs, so we went crib shopping with them...we are standing by our favorite, but I'm ordering it in a different color (antiqued soft white).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIXajhiFI/AAAAAAAAAug/waAwDXNzr_c/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIXajhiFI/AAAAAAAAAug/waAwDXNzr_c/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384766240321538130" border="0" /></a>My mom loves to talk to the babies. She has done this since the day we found out I was pregnant. I love to talk to them too, I just think it is hilarious when she does it. I can't wait to see my parents with our kiddos!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIBROxtII/AAAAAAAAAuY/GX59g5fy-EM/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqIBROxtII/AAAAAAAAAuY/GX59g5fy-EM/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384765859861476482" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The love of my life, trying out the rocker we liked. How this man has nurtured me these last 3 months! My sickness gave laziness and "dead to the world" a whole new meaning. I have joyfully been in survival mode, making it to work and back home to nap in the midst of daily migraines, nausea and a sinus infection that won't let go. But no complaints here--what a thrill it is to be sick for these two. Take whatever you need from me, kids! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Adam has been amazing. I LOVE YOU!!</div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqJdQ7E7NI/AAAAAAAAAu4/98AkALJtaYI/s320/DSC_0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384767440326814930" border="0" /></div><div>Today we are heading out to buy the cribs and furniture. Crazy. This week I am 15 weeks along. I am due in March (18th or 19th) but my doctor said he will be happy if we make it to February.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still can't believe this has happened. After years of asking the Lord for a child and finally surrendering that desire to whatever He had planned, we are here. In awe. Blessed beyond measure...beyond what we could ever have imagined. God has taught us so much about walking with Christ. We struggled with understanding why we weren't getting pregnant...we searched His Word for some sort of promise or encouragement concerning children. Know what we found? Promises and encouragement concerning HIM. Jesus. Our All in All. And we learned, month by month, that our lives on this earth weren't about getting what we wanted, even if that desire was something holy and good like children. Our lives should be about walking with Jesus and making Him known. We decided to say "Lord, we will serve You and love You for the rest of our lives, whether or not this journey leads us to kids. Our life may look different than we hoped, but our life here on earth isn't about us." I doubted I could ever bear children. There was no explanation medically. No reason for us to take this long. We became passionate about adoption and began to look into agencies near us. But what guarantee did we have that adoption would bring us our child? None. No assurance in the circumstance, whether getting test results from a doctor or researching adoption.</div><div><br /></div><div>Our assurance was and is only in Jesus.</div><div><br /></div><div>It is all about HIM. </div><div><br /></div><div>To God be the glory.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-47872418395861224912009-09-23T13:20:00.000-07:002009-09-23T13:28:03.495-07:00Grease!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqDRvkD3LI/AAAAAAAAAt4/1-pkzRqN-Po/s1600-h/hicks7-217x300.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrqDRvkD3LI/AAAAAAAAAt4/1-pkzRqN-Po/s320/hicks7-217x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760645323578546" border="0" /></a>This weekend we had a blast going with Dick (our dear friend, mentor and boss:) to see <span style="font-style: italic;">Grease</span> downtown. We started with a dinner at the Barbeque Inn which was delicious! It is an adorable restaurant that has had the same menu since it opened in early 1970's. The decor is the same, the waitresses dress the same...and the food is incredible! I had chicken fried steak that seriously rocked my face off so much I ate almost the entire thing. Delish.<br /><br />Taylor Hicks played the role of Teen Angel in <span style="font-style: italic;">Grease</span> and he was awesome! His stage presence was great, and his voice fit the song "Beauty School Dropout" to a tee. What a night! Thank you so much Dick for taking us back a few decades. We loved every minute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-73398073159853907802009-09-17T15:49:00.001-07:002009-09-17T16:17:59.610-07:00We're Back...After a seriously long blog break, we are back! A busy spring turned into an even busier summer, and my focus went to my family, friends visiting in town, the church, and of course most of all, these two...<div><br /><br /></div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrLDksQlORI/AAAAAAAAAsk/uOfUtwEcaXY/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SrLDksQlORI/AAAAAAAAAsk/uOfUtwEcaXY/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382579539784579346" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a></div></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-22284629170168495282009-04-12T13:50:00.000-07:002009-04-12T13:52:11.605-07:00Happy Easter!<div>I pray you all have a wonderful Easter celebrating our risen Lord! </div><div>The sun is shining, the air is cool and it is time for a nap! :)</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-88225465354560337242009-02-27T15:24:00.000-08:002009-02-27T15:28:26.491-08:00That's Sick<div>A day after I told my friend Nicki I hate throwing up, I woke up extremely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nauseous</span> and proceeded to throw up everything in my body. Go figure. A doctor's visit, 2 shots and one very patient husband later, I am feeling better but still really weak. I hate stomach viruses! Yuck! Thankfully, Adam is not sick, and my fever has broken. There's some nasty stuff floating around out there, so keep washing your hands, friends! I'm off to drink some more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Gatorade</span>...</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-46803371226397087572009-02-15T06:37:00.000-08:002009-02-21T20:07:24.828-08:00Valentine's Week<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SaDOrjcZC0I/AAAAAAAAAsM/o0hG3IhmeUk/s1600-h/Roses.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SaDOrjcZC0I/AAAAAAAAAsM/o0hG3IhmeUk/s320/Roses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305467608686463810" /></a><br /><div>So I have to admit, I am crazy about Valentine's Day. Our first date was February 14, 2001, so the date holds a really special memory for us. I had given up on Adam ever pursuing me--we had been friends for almost a year, and although I knew I was crazy about him, I was determined to never let him know my feelings. I figured if he wanted me, he could come get me without any persuasion! After months of praying, he asked me for our first date, which ended up being Valentine's Day. An RA at the time, I was on duty that night in the dorm, so Adam brought me dinner from Waco--a roast (that his mom had made, hilarious!), rice and green beans. We reheated it in my dorm room microwave, ate dinner, watched Ed (anyone remember that show?) and he held my hand for the first time. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ahhhhh</span>, heaven on earth!</div><br /><div>I will never forget walking down my dorm room hallway to let him in the dorm. The Adam I knew had long hair (to his chin, shaved underneath, and interesting style for my punk rocker). That night, he had cut his hair just for our date! It was adorable (I admit, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">squealed</span> when I saw him...so much for not letting on...but hey, he <em>had</em> already asked me out, right?) Anyways, he stood there holding a box of chocolates and three red roses. I was tickled he got me anything on our first date, but I wondered, why three red roses? Why not one, or a dozen? Three? Later that evening he gave me a card that I will cherish forever...in it he said I might be wondering why he chose three roses...he said they symbolized the three of us in this new relationship--him, me and the Father. I remember my knees weakened when I read his sweet message. Seriously? Is he really this amazing? I was in a happy state of awe and shock.</div><br /><div>10 months later on December 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>, Adam asked me to be his wife. Because the 3 roses had been special to us, Adam designed my ring to reflect that first night. My engagement ring was a solitaire, symbolizing God. When we got married, my wedding band placed a diamond on each side, standing for each of us, with God at the center of our marriage. </div><br /><div>We were married the following June, and I have loved every minute! Our tradition on Valentine's is to eat a dinner at home together, just like we did that first night. Sometimes I will cook a roast, although this year, Adam wanted to give me a break from cooking so we picked up BBQ. Sweet man. Add a mattress weekend to the mix and I call that a great Valentine's. We stretched it out and celebrated all week long, ending with a date night out last night. Love you, honey! Thanks for a great week. </div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-3761694840189320912009-01-16T20:57:00.000-08:002009-01-16T21:01:55.997-08:00Please Pray for Harper...<div>A dear blog friend had her precious baby girl Harper today. After trying for two years to get pregnant, Harper was truly a miracle and gift from God. She is now in critical condition, and as you can imagine, Kelly and Scott (the parents) are in the midst of a terrifying trial. Would you lift them up tonight and tomorrow? You can read Kelly's story at her blog: <a href="http://kellyskornerblog.com">www.kellyskornerblog.com</a>. Thank you for praying for this sweet family...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-72543636293519615252008-12-26T11:59:00.000-08:002008-12-26T12:18:07.699-08:00Thanks-mas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU79gJ5ABI/AAAAAAAAAqg/44T-GwUXok8/s1600-h/DSC_0101.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU79gJ5ABI/AAAAAAAAAqg/44T-GwUXok8/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195665578622994" /></a><br /><div>Cleary this post is a bit delayed...after Thanks-mas (Thanksgiving/Christmas with the Watson clan in Nashville--Adam coined the term this year) our schedule got a bit crazy as we prepared for our Christmas production and Christmas Eve service. I have resigned myself to focusing on only my man and our sanity during our Christmas rush at church; e-mailing and blogging sadly go way down on my list! Anyway, we had a blast with our precious nephews over Thanksgiving...Lindsay and I enjoyed cooking in her beautiful new kitchen and we all made new memories in their new home. Some pics from the week...</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoying a yummy dinner at The Melting Pot</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU4-UoANAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/D_jwAVreFNQ/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192381128684546" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eating at Krispy Kreme (one of Uncle Adam's favorite parts of the trip!) Aren't their smiles precious? LOVE those boys!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU5cdTNGCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BPuFj2vhbNg/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192898853443618" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yay! The meal is made--time to eat!</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU4x5L8ATI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WaPBPA4e-cg/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192167604781362" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Riding bikes outside; Uncle Adam rode Sam's bike with Gabe. Hilarious!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU4p139WMI/AAAAAAAAAqA/tXYDVoRXaTc/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284192029276723394" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SVU4daid_7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/k_bOq5Ol4vc/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284191815780401074" /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a><div><br /></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-84192995613152097342008-12-13T21:33:00.000-08:002008-12-14T08:17:15.392-08:00Adam's Little Helper...Adam had a little buddy help him set up our Christmas tree this year...<div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SUUxV9jg01I/AAAAAAAAApw/qUXkmNSqlas/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279680391532303186" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-83980155482281539982008-11-23T14:10:00.000-08:002008-11-23T15:04:32.871-08:00Our New Little Friend<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnViiRjTdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/a6Imb7PryWg/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271979628106567122" />Introducing sweet Caroline. Product of God's goodness+Eric and Kim Moore. She is such a sweet little baby! The last couple of months we have had the joy of spending time with little Caroline. Adam and I babysat one evening and our time with her just flew by. We had a blast watching her precious smiles and listening to her joyful <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">squeals</span>! What a doll. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnfJhG1W4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/PoMJmGkeTIU/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271990193412725634" /><div style="text-align: center;">Lunching at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Lupes</span>...can you see that sweet little grin? Complete with dimples. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Be still my heart!</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnXssy2mRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pIkoqeO66M0/s320/IMG_2553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271982001752545554" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Yummm</span>...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lupes</span> with our dear friends the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Moores</span>. Can't get much better than that!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnW3BN1AyI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7T3wvMKADfA/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnW3BN1AyI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7T3wvMKADfA/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271981079521461026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Snuggled in Adam's arms the night we babysat.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We love you little Caroline, and your parents aren't so bad either! :) Seriously though, we love you guys! Thanks so much for sharing your sweet girl with us! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SSnVSmzLgBI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_Cn5DiZLHns/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></a><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-86286614829052444762008-11-08T18:55:00.000-08:002008-11-08T19:01:23.874-08:00Flower Skirt?<div>We had some friends over for dinner the other night, and they brought us this beautiful fall bouquet of flowers. Since I was busy finishing dinner, Adam sweetly offered to put the flowers in a vase. This was the result...</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SRZRoKM0uFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/kMiJWwln-xw/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266486564631132242" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Look honey, its like a Christmas tree skirt, but its on flowers instead!" No longer will I view the paper wrap around flowers as just paper...my life will never be the same.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Husbands say the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">darndest</span> things. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ahhh Adam, you are such a dork and I love you like crazy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-91529070017721379112008-10-16T20:05:00.000-07:002008-10-17T10:35:15.447-07:00Can You Tell What This Is?<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SPgBcucVjvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/o_e6su9P-ic/s320/DSC_0682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257954157969903346" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SPgBMIg9W2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/nSgqptR9eUU/s1600-h/DSC_0683.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SPgBMIg9W2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/nSgqptR9eUU/s320/DSC_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257953872910834530" /></a>Lyric always follows me around, and if she leaves my side (which is rare) it's almost always to do something naughty. Anyway, a while ago I was packing and getting ready to leave town for my brother's wedding. After a while I realize Lyric is missing, and upon finding her I see that she has managed to fit an entire hanger around her body. Instead of running (her typical response when she has stolen something), she just sits and stares at me, stuck and guilt ridden, as if she knew there was no way out of this without momma's help! Ah, I love my pup.<div><br /></div><div>She hasn't touched a hanger since.<br /><div><div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a></div></div></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-17297720851289723102008-10-14T13:25:00.000-07:002008-10-16T13:34:50.366-07:00The Latest Randomness<div>I can't believe it is already October 14th! Where does the time go? Why do I say that every month? I don't have much to say, but here's the latest...</div><br /><ul><br /><li>I went to a conference in Charleston, South Carolina last week. I had a blast meeting other worship leaders and Kids Choir Directors...I even met the woman who wrote the 2nd musical I was in when I was 8 years old! That was an amazing moment. The trip was 6 days long, and if you know me, then you know that by day 3 I was dying to be home again. I LOVE traveling <em>with</em> Adam, but I HATE being away from him for longer than a day! It is pitiful and kind of embarassing...but I just thank God that I desire to be with him that much. I just can't get enough of him.</li><br /><li>Miracle of miracles, it actually feels like fall here! We had our first cold front after Ike, which was a huge blessing since we had no power that week. God's timing is perfect!</li><br /><li>My latest challenge is working on my guitar skills. I have been leading worship for my kiddos on Wednesday nights and it has really stretched me. Adam has been incredible, teaching me new chords every week and helping me figure out good guitar strums (my rhythms tend to be a bit "campy" and cheesy--my punky husband is helping me phase that out!) I freak out every night before I play, but then the music starts and my nerves calm down. The callouses on my fingers help too...before I had those, my fingers were in so much pain!</li><br /><li>I have decided that I am head over heels for my puppy and 100% willing to admit it. I went through a season of wondering "Is this normal? Am I over the top?" Really, I just don't care anymore...I have become a dog owner who is obsessed with snuggles and playtime...she is my therapy!</li><br /><li>This Thanksgiving I get to see my sis-in-law Lindsay's new home and play with my nephews for almost a week! I think about it at least once a day...we love Nashville and are always rejuvinated from our time with Neal and Lindsay. Can't wait!</li><br /><li>I started my sugar-free diet again yesterday. After 7 antibiotics this summer, it was time for my body to get a good cleansing. I have actually grown to enjoy eating this way...after doing it in February and March, I rarely cheated b/c I grew so accustomed to it. Anyways, here's to veggies, fruit and lean protein! Good-bye sweets, potatoes, bread, sauces and anything else with sugar, hello to healthy fats and veggies with every meal!</li><br /><li>I am in BSF again this year and loving our study of Moses. The words of God to Moses are incredible...I am humbled as I realize over and over that the God who parted the sea and sent forth water from the rock is the same God who listens to my prayers every day and walks with me. He is so good. I have missed the Old Testament and am savoring this in-depth study of it.</li></ul><div>That's all for now...</div><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" /></a></div>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33352048.post-30752674685444019532008-09-27T10:32:00.000-07:002008-10-16T20:01:36.576-07:00That Little Thing Called Ike<div>It has been a while since I have blogged, e-mailed or chatted on the phone. A little storm called Ike took them away for the last two weeks...and I have to say, I am grateful.</div><div>Thankfully we have power, although 20% of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Houstonians</span> still do not, two weeks after the storm. We lost power 3 times, but this time we think it is here t</div><div>o stay. But again I say, I am grateful.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SN50OIqI-7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/FrJm9-aQF7g/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250762001751800754" /><div style="text-align: center;">This is the tree in front of my parent's house. Trees were like this everywhere, just split in the middle. Others were completely uprooted.</div><div><br /></div><div>The first two days, I was pretty frustrated. We drove around our area, dumbfounded by the devastation. Fence after fence blown down, trees on homes, power lines laying on the streets...our community hasn't seen such widespread destruction in literally a hundred years. Gas was out, food was gone in the grocery stores, and slowly spoiling in our fridges...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sure, we may have lost the food in our fridge and a part of our fence, and maybe we had the pleasure of sweating in our home a bit more than I would have liked, but <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">we have a home. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">We and our families are safe. Thank you, Lord.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div>The past two weeks we have built amazing relationships with our neighbors. We also had the joy of housing Adam's mom and my dad (my mom was smart enough to stay in San Antonio!) We ate by candlelight, rejoiced over our gas stove, and relished in little things like having enough ice to keep our cooler cold (when there was no ice to be found elsewhere!) The second time our power went out, a neighbor 4 houses down offered to power up the entire street's fridges. What a blessing! It was quite a sight to see....our little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">coldesac</span> was laced with extension cords trailing out of every home.</div><div><br /></div><div>I thanked God for my husband as he boarded our house up and helped me prepare everything, and as he held me while we listened to the sounds of the hurricane (a sound I will happily go without hearing again for the rest of my life!) And I even had the pleasure of hearing a tornado, too. Wow Ike, thanks for introducing me! (said with THICK sarcasm).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SN50q5bS_pI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XgtNsdHujQk/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250762495879216786" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Adam boarded up the back of our house; this large window is in our living room, and since every room in our house has a window, we decided to board this up and camp out in the living room during the storm. When the storm hit us full on, around 3 a.m., we went to the living room and waited it out. It chilled out around 6. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Our phones (including cells) were out for days and still have issues...we were contacted only through text. We had two Sundays of church without electricity, and they will remain 2 of my favorite services ever. We have an amazing church, expressive in worship, but this past Sunday, 2,500 believers in our congregation gathered, fans in hand, to worship God in the midst of great loss. They were <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">shouting</span> praises. I have never heard our church sing so loudly. Our pastor brought one of the best sermons I have ever heard him preach. Instead of focusing on ourselves and our situation, he focused on seizing the moment to reach others, serve them and most of all, share Jesus. Praise God. </div><div><br /></div><div>So that is just what we did. Without power at the church we couldn't do our desk jobs, so for the last 2 weeks we have cleared trees on roofs, fed the hungry in low-income apartments that had lost all their food, and beautified community parks that looked like, well, a hurricane had hit. I have never enjoyed so much being on this staff. What a blessing to serve together, loving our congregation and going beyond the church walls.</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7VPpa9RIKYs/SN5zZwk2vqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ijPHgjdoFyo/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250761101933985442" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">One of the days we served together; this day we were taking buckets of water from our house to an area that still had no water a week and a half after the storm.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I thank God for that little thing called Ike. I praise Him for being with us, literally, in the midst of the storm. And I continue to lift up those who have lost every material possession, and pray that they would come to know the Truth that they can never lose...Jesus.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/255/246B9D1D3BC19E811AE237912C0C97BF.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /></a>laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07358653506945787006noreply@blogger.com3