The Standard.

As women, we often put alot of pressure on ourselves. There are many shoes that we need to fill and we obviously want to do them well. Time and time again I find that I am so hard on myself. I cut everyone slack, understand that people have alot on their plate, allow room for improvement or mistakes but don't allow myself the same. I look around and compare myself to others and see how I need to change. Today I found myself thinking to whom I was comparing myself to.What or whom am I measuring myself against and where am I getting these [sometimes ridiculous] ideas.
This year I am taking the risk. Letting go of preconcieved notions of who I think i'm supposed to be and simply becoming. Doing things I want to do but normally wouldn't because of what someone might think or say. Does that sounds wrong or selfish? Bummer for you cause here I come :)

Sunlight.

Took advantage of some sunlight by the window and my sweet boy. He's getting too big.

again.

Yes, we have been hit with the sick thing, again. This time it's Carter with high fevers, no sleeping, lots of crying and whining and no meds because it's viral. Perhaps I can get back into some sort of blogging rhythm when we are no longer sick, sigh- whine whine.
In the meantime here are my boys.

Perspective.

It's a funny thing, perspective. Have you ever thought that you had it all figured out until for some reason you saw things from a different angle and it completely changed the way you felt?

I am trying to become better about seeing things from a different perspective. I tend to overthink (& sometimes over complicate) the simplest of matters. I look and worry too far into the future or about things that are beyond my control and will often miss the beauty of what lies right in front of me. Many times I am so concerned with what is missing, how it could be better, what needs to change, why it doesn't work (geez sounds awful negative) that I'm not being thankful, joyful, present.

I am ready to start living differently. To be at peace with where I am and appreciate the small things that are so easily overlooked everyday. I don't want to miss out (on my family, the gifts God has already given me) on my life because of my perspective. Because the truth is that the way we see things determines the way we respond to them, determines the way we live. And I want to enjoy and live fully this life I have been gifted.

icicle.

today.

As I was taking a minute to thank God for my baby boys, I had a light bulb moment of sorts. I am so thankful for their sweet, innocent love. A love that does not hold grudges, that forgives easily, a love that is free and untarnished. That even on those days that I mess up, yell, am impatient and tired- they still come back to me. They still look at me with the same sweet eyes and do not hold back their love and tender kisses.

And what exactly was the light bulb? That THIS is the way that God loves me. That even on days when I don't take the time to thank him, that I am stubborn, angry, selfish, feel too tired, He still loves me. Just the way I am.

I Corinthians 13:4-7: Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud ⁵ or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. ⁶ It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. ⁷ Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.

Maw credibles.

Interpretation: I want more Incredibles. Yep, these two are still asking to watch this every day.