Woah, Nelly! Fifty days until the wedding of my dreams. 
I have so, so, so, much to do.
Do you think if I pleaded and begged with God he would give me a few extra hours to each day?
I would even give him ice cream with a cherry on top.
Geez Louise-Good Golly Miss Molly!
I can sleep when I'm dead, I guess.
I'm gong on day 2 of no sleep.
Beware, my friends, beware. 
Stress--that little rascal will take.you.over!
Anywho's, I have a bazillion and one beach photos to edit and upload for you all's viewing pleasure.
I'll get right one that...
Later Gators!



As mothers, I think it is programmed into us to remember milestones. There are some days I'll never forget though. Like the day Avery was born, his first birthday, his first day of school, and many more. As mothers we think of milestones as happy occasions, not ones filled with pain. Unfortunately, not all milestones bring smiles to a mommy's face.

Today is one of those days for me. Today marks the two year angelversary of losing Avery's little brother/sister. I ache on this day every year in the same way I ached two years ago. My heart is heavy on July 12th. There is a piece of me missing.

I remember laying in the hospital waiting to hear a little heartbeat and see a little face appear on the screen. I remember praying for a miracle. That day, two years ago, was filled with so much pain, but today I can see I got my miracle, just not in the way I prayed for. I have a guardian angel that watches me daily and I have a sweet, sweet face in Heaven that's going to greet me one day. Although I would do anything to have my sweet pea back, I know my baby is OK. No pain ever felt, no stress of life, no weight of the world on her shoulders, just pure joy in Heaven. And today, I'm OK with that because I know I have eternity with my little angel. If my sweet bundle of joy couldn't be here with me than I embrace the comfort of knowing Jesus is holding my baby and celebrating this milestone in Heaven today.


come on girlfriend {get it together}

Wow! I haven't blogged in over a week, I'm getting married in 67 days, and I've got a cold. Girlfriend needs to get it together.

So today's post really has no rhyme or reason to it. I haven't had much blog-worthy stuff lately. Avery's been with his dad for a week, Trevor doesn't get too excited when I pull the ole' camera out, and to be frank, I haven't had much spare time.

My mom sold her house and has till the end of the month to move. Not sure where she's going, but she has to be out of her house. It makes me sad watching her pack up what I call "home." I'm going to miss it. Hopefully she'll find a new place that she likes just as much and will be very happy there.

Avery has a stye on his eye right now. This is his 2nd one this summer. Do any of you have issues with this with your kids. He got them around the same time last year too. Weird.

I'm now in my mid twenties and drive a minivan. Who would have thought? Not me, that's for sure. I had to trade in the new Chevy Cruz for a Honda Odyssey. I loved my Cruz, but it just wasn't cuttin' it as a family vehicle. (Shrugs)

Have you ever had a summer cold? I don't remember having one. Ever. From what I hear, these summer colds can linger longer than winter colds. Hope that's just a myth.

I'm getting married in 67 days. Random number, I know, but 67 days. Whoa nelly! I have a place to get married at, my cake lined up, and a dress. That is all. I'm talking nada, zip, zilch, nothing else done besides those three things. 

Okay folks, that concludes today's rambling mess. I'm sure there are grammar, spelling, and other errors and such, nothing new, but just go with it people. Loves!