Coffee date... on Thursday

8:32 AM

Our coffee date is a little late this week.
I'm still trying to somehow get back into the swing of things from our trip.
It's not the easiest with a babe.

So welcome!
I still don't have creamer to offer you, but I have milk and sugar and I'm actually growing to like it!

I would tell you that my uncle died on Saturday.
On my sisters wedding day.
I don't know who I felt more sorry for.
My sister has such a soft heart and knowing that her favorite uncle passed on her wedding day isn't the greatest.
His funeral is tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it.
You see, I don't have the best extended family.
My plan is to go, talk with my aunt and leave as soon as possible.
It's sad when a funeral becomes a family reunion.
That's how often we see each other.

I would tell you that our trip out west has my husband itching to move out there.
I think it's the mountains.
They get him every time.

I would tell you that these warmer days are a tease and I feel like it will snow one more time.
But we are trying to enjoy them by going on walks.

I would tell you that this marriage equality thing all over facebook is getting under my skin.
I try really hard to leave it alone.
I try not to use facebook as an outlet, to me, that's not what it is used for me.
But it's getting harder and harder to keep my mouth shut.
I have been thinking about just deleting the whole thing all together.
The only reason I haven't is because I post pictures of the babe for grandparents.

I would tell you that I planned on weaning from nursing at 10 months.
But how things are going, it doesn't look like it will be then.
I have no clue how to go about doing it.
I feel like he is still nursing so much and I don't know how to transition him.

Then I would ask how your week has been going.
What is on your heart, and is there anyway I could encourage you?

Thanks for coming for coffee.
I needed a little heart to heart this morning.

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quick trip out west

11:59 AM

We left MSP Friday afternoon at 3:00 p.m.
So far so good, and Quade was amazing the entire flight to San Francisco.
We arrived at 4:45 Cali time, ahead of schedule.
Got our rental car and our first stop...
In N Out Burger.
We had to see what all the fuss was about!!
Palm trees, warm sun, 60 degrees.
Just what this Minnesotan needed.

After our quick detour to In N Out we were on our way to Nevada.
4 hour 45 minute drive.
Quade ended up sleeping for 4 hours of it.

The drive through northern California was beautiful, we couldn't see all of it due to it getting dark.
Once arrived to my parent's house, it was a quick hello and then off to bed.

Saturday was slightly a blur.
Woke up... COFFEE and then the bride was off to get her hair done.
I stayed back to help my youngest sister with her hair and make-up and to finish mine.
At 9:00 a.m. we were off to the theater where they were getting married.
The excitement in Kaitlyn's voice, actions, everything about her, was priceless.
I am so happy we were able to make it out there.

As I continued getting her ready and taking care of the babe, I started to get emotional.
I so wish I would have been able to be there during the process of helping her plan.
To see everything come together and have girl talks.
But alas, I was not.

Anyways...
Picture taking, the bride and groom praying through a door so they couldn't see each other...
everything was going so well and beautiful.

When she started to walk down the stairs towards the stage, to become a wife, I didn't see her as my little sister anymore.
She was grown.
Absolutely stunning in her dress.
Ready to become a new role of wife and someday mother.
I was so proud of her.

At the reception she asked me if it was weird to see her kiss someone.
I replied with no.
Oddly enough it wasn't.
It felt perfect to see her kiss him.
Because he was meant for her.
And she had waited all this time, to kiss him.
Her new husband.

To say the wedding was beautiful would be an understatement,
It was so perfect for her.
I could not be happier for the new couple.

We headed back to San Fran at 4:30 p.m. Sunday.
The drive was stunning once we got to Northern California.
So glad we left early because traffic at 8:00 p.m. in California is not my favorite.
We found out that our plane was an hour delayed, so it would now be leaving at 12:45 a.m. Monday.
I felt so bad for Quade.
He was so tired and just ready to be done with this whole traveling thing.
We finally arrived home at 8:30 a.m.
It was such a quick trip, and in 38 days we will be doing it again for my youngest sister's wedding.

Warning... picture overload about to happen.

Feeling the warm sun on our faces was so needed!

I'm leavin on a jet plane...

8:57 AM

Our little family is headed to Nevada for my middle sister's wedding.
Pray for us.
Last time we attempted to head out there in December it was a complete fail.
So it will be a little quiet on the blog for a few days.
I'll post pictures and all about our trip once we get back.

I'll be documenting little tidbits on instagram
and twitter.

Have a wonderful weekend, friends!

yesterday

9:16 AM

I called my mother in law asking her a quick question about how to make something.
After we hung up she texted me and said,
"You sound tired. Do you need a break?"
I wanted to text her back and say,
"I am tired. I do need a break. I need help."
But I was too prideful.
And I felt guilty.
This is my job now,
I have to tough it out.

I ended up replying,
"I'm ok. Thank you though."
She came back with,
"I can give you guys $30 for dinner and I can come over and watch Quade."
Another chance for help.

Just earlier that day I told the hubs how I needed some alone time with him.
Needed it to just be him. and me.
For just a few hours.

I was still too prideful to accept her offer.
After much convincing, I finally accepted.
I still felt guilty.
I was strong, I could do this!
But the truth was...
I needed a break BAD!
And that was ok!

She came over.
Took my babe with open arms and ushered us off to dinner.
And it was lovely.

Here's the thing I need to let go of...
Just because I need a few hours alone with my husband, doesn't make me a bad momma.

To ask for help and accept it with grace is actually being a good momma.
I need to let go of my pride and actually say what I need.
I need to try and stop being a people pleaser.

jalapeño stuffed with cream cheese wrapped with bacon. oh. my. word.

looks deadly and delish.

then we came home and I could enjoy this silly moment.

as I was getting ready for bed, I heard a "clomp, clomp, clomp"

and my babe was crawling to me.

big smile.

so proud of himself.

and we sat in the bathroom.

all four of us.

and soaked in the little moments.

and I remembered why I love this new title of momma.

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breaking up is hard to do

7:49 AM

I have a pretty serious relationship with sweets.

Like, every night we meet up and it is amazing.

My mother tells me it is part of having hypoglycemia.

Whatever it is, it has to end.

Since I am still nursing, I feel super guilty gorging on sweets when I know it goes to the babe.

But it's so hard!

Even more so since I got this sweet girl...

her name is Blanca and we have been making sweet memories from Pinterest.

So. Today is the day.

If I want something sweet, I will just grab a piece of fruit.

Please pray for me.

I see a crabby version of myself in the near future...

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coffee date

10:24 AM

If we sat down for coffee today I would let you do most of the talking.

I would probably have multiple cups.

And I would just soak it in.

I would probably want to meet somewhere to try and get out of the house.

But then again, it's really cold out.

So maybe we could just meet at my place?

I would tell you that I am longing for spring.

That really isn't a surprise though.

Most every Minnesotan is.

I would tell you that having a teething baby puts a strain on your marriage.

You just have to remind each other that you are a team.

And it will pass.

And that would be about all I could muster up.

How about you?

Are you longing for spring and multiple cups of coffee?

new shirt from the MIL. I feel blessed to have her.

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weekend re-cap

8:52 AM

this past week has been one for the books.

makes only want one child.

pretty sure the babe is cutting his upper teeth.

however, I have yet to see them.

LOTS of sleepless nights.

and crying on my part.

and sweet, sweet coffee.

we went out to breakfast Saturday morning with the hubs dad.

breakfast is my favorite meal.

coffee. muffins. omelets. hash browns.

love it all.

it makes sleepless nights seem a little brighter.

then we headed to the paint store.

our house was flipped so the person who re-did it decided to paint EVERYTHING the same color.

with flat paint.

and do a horrible job too.

so a good paint job was MUCH needed.

lets just say... paint is so not cheap.

but now that the hubs has done some walls, wow, what a difference!

so in love!

my father-in-law brought over a bunch of pallets.
so excited to do some DIY projects.
I'll post once I get started!

Before:

After:

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sharing Jesus

3:22 PM

My favorite uncle is really sick.
He went into cardiac arrest, died, and they brought him back.
Medicine is a funny thing.
He is taking medicine that is killing him, but if he doesn't take it he will die.

A lot of my family members are not saved.
My mom would normally take the initiative and be "the preacher" of the family.
With her out of state, I felt it necessary to step-up.
It's an uncomfortable task.
We can talk to strangers about Christ, but family?!
We choke on our words and stumble in sentences.
I am ashamed of it.
I prayed hard for the right words to say and for strength and courage.
Once I actually got to the hospital and saw family members standing by his bed side, I knew it was going to be tough.

After an hour being there I asked to be alone with him for just a few minutes before I left.
I took a breath and started talking.
I was too concerned what he might think.
Too concerned about making him feel uncomfortable.
He couldn't respond because he had a breathing tube in, so it should have made it easier.
I stumbled.
Said random things.
Tried to make a joke.
Cried a little.
All in all, said nothing I really wanted to.

So I left.
Not really sharing with him Jesus and the chance to go to Heaven.
And I felt awful.
And felt like a failure.
I hope there is another chance.
Because I have nothing to be afraid of.
It's just my own insecurities.
And if it means he can go to Heaven...
I would risk the chance of being uncomfortable.
After all...
hell is a lot worse, right?

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quiet

3:13 PM

I have a teething baby in my house.
Poor babe.
For the last couple of nights there really hasn't been any sleep.
Lots of cuddles.
Lots of irritability... on mommy and daddy's part too.

Which has resulted in being quiet on the blog.
I have had no ambition to write.

On a good note...
he is still exploring.
A lot.
And he has transitioned from army crawl to full on crawl.
Which means he is faster.
And gets Gibson's toys more.
Which means he is a happy boy.