Hanging out with Losiah

Isn't he a good friend already. He gives me updates of what Jude is doing when he is here with me. If he is laying down on the couch Losiah will tell me, "baby Judah sleeping." Or when he is crying he will ask. "why baby Judah crying?" Here he is playing with Jude.

Leaving my baby

going to work is the hardest thing!!!
I am so blessed to be able to leave Jude with dear friends of mine.
When he is with the Whittakers I get picture updates of how he is doing.
Which I love!
Last Monday Jude had a hard morning,


and then Losiah and Seanna put on a puppet show to cheer him up.

how cute is that

I should change the name of this blog.....

to I adore my son!

He loves his bath time.
don't you love that the photographer purposely moved the water to conceal those precious family jewels.

He loves to talk

So pretty much every weekend, I get to take the baby and let mommy sleep for a continuous 4 or 5 hours. During one such day, Judah decided that he really wanted to talk to me. So we had a heart to heart. A father son talk. And this is what he said....

Callie Visitor

Our friend Vanessa was in town and had to come visit us...I mean you have to see us if you're close. And we're both glad she did. She got to meet Judah who really enjoyed hanging out with his new friend Vanessa.

Happy Valentines Day!

Here is Judah wearing his Valentines outfit from his Auntie Ev! And he looks pretty happy if you ask me. I guess he likes wearing red. Unfortunately he was only able to wear it for about 20 minutes due to a blowout.

We got to spend the weekend at my VP's house in the woods. It was super nice and was right on the lake. And true to the Georgia woods, we saw wild turkeys and deer. I'm very thankful for Ron letting us have the house this weekend. We had a good and almost relaxing weekend.





Judah was a little under the weather this weekend. Saturday was not a good day for him. He couldn't keep food down and nothing seemed to keep him happy. He did find a few moments to smile. I guess you can't keep a happy boy down for too long. All in all, it was really good to get out for the weekend and have some fun.

My baby brother Yairdy

My little brother got engaged last night.
I can't tell you how excited I am. She said yes!!
I am so blessed! My family is so great and we all get along so well. Sarah and I went to Jr High and High School so I can tell you the she is a beautiful person. I remember in 8th grade softball thinking we were cool while wearing striped shirts and plaid shorts. We bragged at who was worse in physics, btw I think I won. And on top of all this she is beautiful on the outside.
My brother is a lucky man, but he will always be my "baby brother Yairdy."
Congratulations!! We miss you and we love you!!

my boys

I love my boys!

Haze days are coming

So it's been a fun journey. We moved to the east coast then found out we're having a baby. Then we started going to church, joined a small group, made friends, found jobs, found a house, etc. etc. etc...what does it all mean?

Recently I've been feeling restless. Wondering what we're doing out here. We took a faith step and moved without knowing why. We just knew we were supposed to pick up and move. How long? That's a good question. Are we staying here? Good question. Have you ever driven through a good fog? You know where you know the car is moving, but you're not sure if you're going to hit something or how far the destination is. It gets thicker and thinner and thicker and thinner, but you're still not sure how far till you arrive to the place you started traveling to. Sometimes you feel like you should just pull over and wait or even turn the car around and go back. At least then you know the destination is within reach. Are we here to minister to a specific person? Are we here just to heal (like ministry rehab)? Are we here to stay and to raise our children in a more family oriented place? I'm open. I'm game to whatever God wants. Back in, stay out, move here, stay there. That's fine...I just want to know...when is the fog going to lift?

So when in a fog...what do you do?

Watching the Big Game