"Even though their supersize family (and Jim Bob's fundamentally grandiose nature) might lead you to believe these people are a bunch of unstable crazies, if you watch you'll find they are some of the nicest, most solid, decent and charming folks you'll ever hope to meet..."
Sunday, January 31, 2010
anyone else tried this?
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Saturday, January 30, 2010
Thyroid Shmyroid
Wow, where do I start this post? I'm not normally doing posts about how I'm feeling healthwise.. but it's about time! After years of wondering what in the world is going on with my body, I was finally diagnosed last week with hypothyroidism (low thyroid). After every baby was born, my symptoms increased and increased... I was tired, freezing cold all the time, my hair was falling out (and still is 2 years after giving birth!), have heart palpitations, dry skin & hair, front of neck was sore/painful, dizziness, fogginess, vision issues... you name it, I feel like I've been struggling with it these past years... BUT had been seen by dozens of doctors, cardiologists, and even the ER at one point and I was always "fine." I knew I wasn't fine, but after blood work, my tests always came out perfect. Can you say frustration??
Recently, I decided I wasn't going to give up getting to the bottom of this, and went to see someone new. Who I LOVE... let me know if you live locally and want her name. We had a consult, did blood work, and found out that along with hypothyroidism, I also have a severe vitamin D deficiency, along with a goiter in my neck. (a growth on my thyroid) I just started treatment for all these things, and am feeling great. When I had blood work previously, she told me that certain things need to be tested... and they just hadn't tested for it or they would have found my problem. Also, I never knew the importance of Vitamin D and Iodine, and how much they do for your body.... it's amazing, check it out!!!
I don't feel perfect, but do feel tons better just being on Vit D-3 these past two weeks... and I just started meds yesterday to get my thyroid working up to full speed! I have more energy definitely these past two days, and haven't had my dizzy spells that usually plague me. I am so thankful for the gift of prayer. That we can come to the Father with our burdens... and that He hears us , helps us, and heals us.
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I'm speechless and inspired
Yesterday, I came across the story of Katie... I'll let you read her story below for yourself. Prepared to be amazed, humbled, and inspired! But here's a hint... she's 21, an American who lives in Uganda, and has 14 daughters! You can follow her blog here.. and learn more about Amazina Ministries.
It is my 16th Birthday and I am eating sushi at my favorite restaurant with my parents when I tell them that I would like to explore the possibility of taking a year in between high school and college to do mission work. This is unheard of in my family and they say they are not sure and will think about it. I am nervous, but somehow I know it is right. He changes their hearts.
I have just turned 18 and find an orphanage online. I beg my parents to let me visit over break, just three weeks. A month later I am on a plane. I am so excited. I am so scared of being, but I know He is going with me. I fall in love.
I graduate high school having made the commitment to teach Kindergarten for a year at a school in The Middle of Nowhere, Uganda. In August I get on the plane. I’m apprehensive and I cry most of the way because I miss my Mommy and my boyfriend. I am eager, but so uncertain. I trust Him. I teach 138 children how to speak English and to love Jesus.
It is October and I am just not sure I can do it anymore. I live in the smallest room I have ever seen in the back of a pastor’s house. I am more uncomfortable than I had bargained for. No one understands, not people here, not people at home. I am tired. But I am prideful and I am not going to quit. I don’t like this. But I know He has a plan. I learn, I grow, He is there.
It is December and God has spoken very clearly about opening a ministry that sponsors 40 of the orphaned children in the village where I am working. This involves moving into a different house, ALONE. It is big and I cannot imagine how God will fill it up. I am lonely and I am anxious. But I am still trusting. He fills the house, and we now have 400 children sponsored.
It is January and I am looking at a little girl, crushed under a brick wall with no one to care for her or her younger siblings. I offer to take the three home with me until we find them a better placement. I am not really sure what to do with them, but I know they are God’s children. They stay.
It is three days later and the littlest looks at me and calls me mommy. My heart might break in two. Something clicks. I am even more scared than I was the day I stepped on that plane, but I KNOW. Today I have 13.
I have to deliver a baby, give a boy stitches, pull a tooth, give and injection. I am petrified. But no one will do it if I do not. He is present, He holds my hand, they are all fine.
It is August and I must get on a plane back to America to go to college, as I have promised my father. I do not remember how to be a teenager or what it is to be normal Brentwood, Tennessee. I will have to leave my babies. I will have to make new friends. I am sad and I am terrified. He wraps His arms around me. He puts just the right people in just the right places, and they help me and they make me feel at home.
First semester is over and He speaks clearly to me that I cannot serve two masters. “Go HOME,” He says, “and stay.” I am uncertain, but I want to be obedient. He squeezes tighter. I am thankful.
I have to look at my loving parents who have given me everything and tell them that I will not go to college right now, because I feel God wants me to be in Uganda. I know how disappointed and how angry they will be. I am more scared than I was when I got on the plane and more scared than I was when I took my first children. But I know that this IS the Plan. They love me anyway.
It is February and my daughter’s biological father comes to take her away. My heart breaks in half, and I am not sure I will ever be able to get out of my bed again, let alone foster another child. I am more than devastated, but I want what is best for her, what He wants for her. She comes back and her biological father learns about Jesus.
It is March and a lame little girl is brought to my gate. She is undoubtedly mine, but I am still anxious. What if I can’t do it? I don’t know what to do with a special needs child, especially as my 13th child. I am criticized and ridiculed. I wonder. I trust and praise God for her sweet little life. She starts to walk.
I find myself in a village full of starving people that for some reason seem to want to kill me. God says to serve them anyway. I am not sure how it is going to work, or if it is safe. I can’t figure it out, but I know He can. 1,200 Karamajongs, the poorest of Uganda’s poor, are now served hot meals daily.
We keep taking in more children until there are 400 in our program. There is no way we will raise enough funds, but by now I have stopped worrying. He has always provided. Blessings rain from the sky, and all 400 children go to school.
I am 20 years old and have 13 children and 400 more who all depend on me for their care. Who are all learning to love Jesus and be responsible adults and looking up to me. The reality of it all can be a bit overwhelming at times. However, it is always pure joy. There is a common misconception that I am courageous. I will be the first to tell you that this is not actually true. Most of the time, I am not brave. I just believe in a God who will use me even though I am not. Most mornings, before I even get out of bed I am overwhelmed with His goodness, with His plan for my life; I stand in awe of the fact that He could entrust me with so much. Most days, I don’t have much of a plan. I don’t always know where this is going. I can’t see the end of the road, but here is the great part: Courage is not about knowing the path. It is about taking the first step. It is about Peter, getting out of the boat. I do not know my five year plan; even tomorrow will probably not go as I have planned. I am thrilled and I am terrified, in a good way. So some call it courage, some call it foolish, I call it Faith. I choose to get out of the boat. To take the next step. Sometimes I walk straight into His arms. More often, I get scared and look down and stumble. Sometimes I almost completely drown. And through it all, He never lets go of my hand.
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Monday, January 25, 2010
the adoption front
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Sunday, January 24, 2010
recent favorites

We rented this through Netflix this week, man is it a good story! I had never heard of any of the actors and had never heard of the story, but it was so amazing. The acting was top-notch, not Hallmark Hall of Fame-y (I do like those...but...) Jeremy and I both liked it, and hope to add it to our collection of DVDs someday.
Feel free to share some of your new favorites with me! I'd love to hear them.
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Saturday, January 23, 2010
just playin' around
Something I've heard about, but haven't had much of a chance to play with is digital scrapbooking. I'm not a scrapbooking gal, but I love playing with photos and graphic design! Today I played around a bit to make us a new header for our blog, and this is what I came up with... it would have taken me hours and hours to come up with my ultimate favorite header, but I'll settle for this for now! It takes forever to download background papers, alphabets, and cute little things to add to it! So I downloaded the first cute set that caught my eye... I really liked our old wintery background, but it just didn't match... so here's to another blog background change! Does she ever stop??? nope
Off to the showers for me, just finished Day 16 of 30 Day Shred!!!! Woo Hoo! Missing a day is not an option, plus it's becoming fun to work toward a goal!
Lately, you may have noticed a lack of pictures that were not swiped from Google on here. Our camera is on the fritz.. and I'm not sure why. Maybe I'll break out some oldies but goodies soon to go along with my posts. Ta ta, have a great weekend!
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Day 13 of 30
there once was a lady
who had lots of babies
who worked out everyday
to take the inches away
her muscles were sore
like never before
and now she's ready to snore
day 14 is looming
but she doesn't feel gloomy
she feels super spastic
to get in elastic
and at it again once more
the beginning and end of my career as a poet
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changed
Sunday night we went to a This Hope concert at church. They are a group of 5 men who now live in Georgia, but grew up here and do an insane amount of concerts each year. Including one at our church annually! We really enjoy them. Anyways, we went as a family, and invited some dear friends along as well.
Near the end of the concert, they did what most people would call an "altar call".. you know the drill.. "Heads are bowed, all eyes are closed.. no one is looking around... slip your hand up if you prayed that prayer for the first time, or truly meant it for the first time..." Usually about once a year, I'm at an event where this is done... it's a rather strange thing if you ask me. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm definitely all for notifying church leaders or others if there are those that need someone to come alongside them in their new walk with God through Jesus Christ.. and doing this sort of group prayer to invite Jesus into your life and heart is great, it's the nudge some need that aren't ready to do this on their own. And maybe a reminder of all that God is and has done for us is just what they need to make that step... it's a perfect example of us loving our neighbors.
I'm all for the prayer aspect, folks... but the slipping the hand up? Who started this practice? And how does this look to someone who does not attend a church where this is a practice or doesn't attend church at all... and may be turned off by this seemingly odd practice? And I couldn't help but think (and please excuse me if this offends you) that it is just a way for those who are doing the ministering to keep track of how many people have accepted Christ at one of their events. I've visited Baptist churches where this is a regular practice, and for them it's probably just as routine as walking in and taking a church bulletin and finding a seat. They probably don't think anything out of the ordinary is up. I'm totally thinking outloud here, in this mini-rant, and am part giggling to myself about it all. I would hate for those who are looking in at how we as believers in Christ are living our lives and STARTING our lives in Christ to have this as a stumbling block to their step of faith. No magic words, or prayer spoken in elloquence, or hand slipped up at the perfect time without making a rustling sound, can make a holy miracle happen.
The Bible says in Romans 10: 9-10,
9 that if you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved; 10 for with the heart a person believes, resulting in righteousness, and with the mouth he confesses, resulting in salvation.
End of story. He will invade your life with the most welcome invasion. You just need to invite Him in. He will penetrate your thoughts and pitch a tent on your soul. Forever.
No matter how odd the whole hand in the air thing is to this mama, I am grateful for the message my boy Drew heard the other night. You know, Drew is growing up in a home and church that speaks truth to him day in an day out... and I was shocked the other night when my good buddy told me she spied Drew slip his hand up after praying. My Drew has always been a boy whose brain has been years ahead of his body and age. And at age 3 he decided that he just couldn't be good, and was on his floor sobbing. I talked with him about Jesus, and about how he helps us and about how he forgives our sins if we ask. Drew at that tender age, said that he wanted Jesus to come live in his heart and forgive him for not being good. I prayed with my son that day... and as we both cried and hugged I knew I would never forget that moment or even where we were sitting. (In front of the dresser in the boy's room, which is now the girl's room!) So the other night, I was excited to see what he would say about the concert, and decided to just tell Jeremy and wait and see if he mentioned it right away. Well, we got home, it was late and we all had a snack. In a wobbly voice tight with emotion Drew said, "Mom? Dad? This night has been quite the experience for me..."
Jeremy and I huddled around him and asked him to tell us what had happened. He said that he knows he asked Jesus to come into his life when he was younger, but he said in between sobs, "Now, I really meant it."
He asked us if we'd come and cuddle on the couch with him, so all 6 of us ended up piled on our loveseat, in a moment I also don't think I'll forget. He then went on to ask us to pray that he would "go after God." To which we said we already were, and would keep on praying that. As he walked down the stairs to go to bed, he asked in his still emotional voice if he could sit up and read his Bible for a bit. And we said... duh.. YES! So a bit later when we tucked him in, he had read the first 6 chapters of Genesis... such a sweet, sweet boy.
But this is my boy that always wants to be on the "bad" side.. you know, be the villain. This is my boy that will push any sibling out of the way to make it to the top of the stairs first. But this is also the boy that told a good buddy this morning that he didn't want to run around and chase the girls to tease them because he had CHANGED. Those words were told to me by the mother of this boy who was so thankful to have an example of a changed life for her son. She expressed that she had been trying to help her son understand what it all means... Jesus... Forgiveness... Change. And now, she said, it will open the doorways of communication with her son. Wow. I was speechless as she was teary-eyed. And couldn't believe my son, without any prodding or reminding, truly was CHANGED. It is amazing grace indeed.
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Saturday, January 16, 2010
Day 9 of 30 DONE!
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Day 6
Completely multitasking today to get this workout in... I'm sitting her in my jammies at 11am, but in a few minutes will be downstairs, doing the workout while my boys do the school I've laid out for them to do on their own while I workout... I just know that if I let this day get away from me it will be really hard to fit in later today! Especially after I've showered. I have an appointment in 2 hours..... and Grandpa Dave is coming to watch the kids for a bit while I head out. Hoping this works as planned! Here I go!!!
And there were some questions from some of you...
*I am cutting out sugary treats like cookies, candy, baked things, etc... but not ALL sugar like in bread and yogurt. Just things that are known sweets!
*And yes, I have taken before pictures... twice last year I think... not much has changed! So I'm using those photos as my baseline to compare to! I already feel such a difference in 5 days, it's incredible! I'll probably weigh in on Fridays to see if any poundage is lost. I'm not so concerned about that to start, because I already feel great!
Happy day!
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Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Day 5 of 30
Today marks Day 5 of my 30 Day Challenge... exercising 30 Days in a row with mostly Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred and a few other workouts thrown in to mix things up. I have really been enjoying this, really! I've exercised at different times in the day each day, but am trying not to stress myself during the day if I don't get it in early along with a shower. The other night, after a busy day out, I had to squeeze it in at 10 pm, which was NOT ideal in my book. But I was determined to do it. So I put Jillian on our TV quietly... then put a movie in my laptop closeby turned up loud with subtitles! It rocked!!! I could totally forget I was working out, but could keep up with what the gals were doing in the workout at the same time!!!! So that is my "I really don't feel like doing this today" trick... try it!
Also, the no sugar thing is going well too! Surprisingly, the will power and desire to lose this last bit of weight has been way more important to me than a few passing bites of sugary things. Even though I LOVE them! So in 10 days, I have had 2 spoonfuls of frosting that I just couldn't pass up. :) Other than that? I've steered clear, something I never thought I could do. This is not by any means an easy thing to do. I am not blessed any longer with a metabolism that can handle eating crud all day... since having 4 babies grow in this belly of mine things have sure changed!
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Friday, January 08, 2010
the queen of making big goals and not keeping them...
I know this about myself and am tired of goals unreached! I make goals about writing articles or books... (neither of which I've worked on in ages) about healthier food choices, about books I'm gonna read, about being more patient as a mom, and the list goes on!!! But the one goal I make and remake about every 3 months is to lose the last 10-15 pounds that are clinging on this lady! Lately, I've been praying and asking God to HELP, I have NO willpower on my own as far as healthy eating goes... I can workout everyday but if I'm still eating crud my work is in vain! Because I just don't lose a thing. Food is the key for me.
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Saturday, December 26, 2009
Our Christmas Celebration
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Monday, December 21, 2009
hmmm... sounds fun...
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Alrighty... since I try to be forthright with my non-perfectness, I thought I'd jump on the Not Me! bandwagon too. Just a little way to share some of the crazy things I do... with the "Not Me!" "I would never do that..." facade. Enjoy! I'll try to keep this up on Mondays, but don't worry, I would never be one to not keep a promise....... You're catching on quickly!
Well, first of all, it was NOT ME who let my one year old completely empty her most beloved drawer in the living room for an hour last week with a mess the size of Rhode Island, so I could play on the computer... and it was NOT ME who took just 5 minutes to clean it up and reveled in the peace and quiet I gained that day.
It was also NOT ME who contemplated pushing the panic button on my keys to scare 3 moose away that were encamped around our van and garden when we were trying to leave the house to get Morgan to gymnastics... I would NEVER want to upset my neighbors.
And it was NOT ME who ate a HUGE fancy truffle tonight that was supposed to be saved for Jeremy and I without anyone in the family knowing. And it WASN'T any good either. :)
And I'm so glad it's NOT ME who finds a new stretch mark nearly every day. And I'm extremely thankful that birthing four children DIDN'T wreck any kind of havoc on my body. Because, man... they would be SO worth it if those stretch marks I'm finding from my legs to my belly button were mine.
And lastly, it is most definitely NOT ME who was so giddy with excitement when I realized last night at 11pm that we didn't have "school" today. It's Christmas Vacation, Christmas Vacation!!!!! Nope, NOT ME, I would never be so juvenile.
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what has gotten into me?
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Sunday, December 20, 2009
Jen and Molly visit!
2 weeks ago, my sister Jen, and our niece Molly came for a brief visit over the weekend. She was flown up for Cassie's funeral, which was a sad occasion, but we treasured our time with them even if it was only for 3 days. We fit in as much fun and love as we could in that time. It was especially cool, because Jeremy and the kids hadn't met Molly yet!!! We loved that she was already so comfortable in our house, and loved being chased and tickled by her cousins!
Mmmm.. ice cream!
Just some family craziness with Dad and Marla Kay! Of course, it's my kids that are being all out crazy in this one!
Buddies and Babies!Two of my best buds, Carly and Rachel with Carly's new addition, baby Adia and Molly.

I had so much fun with my cute niecey, and I'm glad she took right to me! :)


the Novak family with Jen and Molly
We had a fun time at Pandemonium for folks to drop in and see Jen and Molly.
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Saturday, December 12, 2009
a sweet flick
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Thursday, December 03, 2009
I spy with my little eye...
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no news...
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Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Happy Birthday to Drew!
Our stair-step clones enjoying the party!
Gavin and Morgan were so cute, looking over Drew's shoulder to see what he got as gifts.
The night ended with the kids watching Drew's new DVD!
We love you Drew Aaron, you are a treasure to your Dad and I, and we thank God for blessing us with such a son.
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Gotta keep those pearly whites lookin' sparkly!






