Monthly Archives: January 2011

twenty-seven

So today I turned twenty-seven.

I had all of these reflective thoughts swirling around in my head and a few even landed on paper- but life as it is right now left no time for the finish of them, and by the time I revisited them I just couldn’t pick up where I left off.

I was inspired by other writers to instead, make a list.  Easy, reflective and so me.

My list of twenty-seven loves…

  1. my beautiful marriage and the man who makes my world go round
  2. my blossoming children
  3. my good old camera (even though I desperately want an upgrade)
  4. cooking with my hubby
  5. the way my kids snuggle against me when we are sitting on the couch
  6. gray days with perfect, overcast natural light
  7. new friends
  8. old friends
  9. my home

10. our backyard with our first real garden

11. spiritual progress

12. extended family (free, reliable babysitting and SO much more!)

13. morning kisses

14. the warmth of the sun and the way it wakes my soul

15. nursing my baby

16. art with my kids

17. inspiration from the saints

18. quality conversation with the hubs

19. kneading and baking bread for my family

20. the benefit of the doubt

21. my sisters

22. awesome jewelry

23. praying the rosary

24. bubble baths

25. coffee

26. wine

27.knitting

sunshine

I feel blessed by our January weather here in central Texas.  Especially when I think back on these days, a year ago, stuck inside a tiny apartment in Oklahoma with an ice apocalypse raging outside.  Even with a chilly breeze in the air, the sun still shines it’s warmth straight into our souls.

going out for a bike ride

sidewalk chalk

beautiful playground day

Yesterday we went over to the playground to enjoy the nice weather.  All Amelia wanted to do was swing, swing and swing some more.  She is so much like her mama.  As I stood behind her, pushing rhythmically and drifting off into a sun-induced trance, I remembered my elementary school days.  Every day our teachers would line us up and walk down the hallways the led to the blessed outdoors (and our school playground).  It was a heavenly chunk of the day for pupil and teacher alike.  I remember mentally planning my course as I dutifully walked in line towards the bright double doors, and as soon as we were on the other side of them I would run like hell for the swings.  If I was lucky enough to snag one (which I usually was- I was scrawny but quick), I would spend my whole blissful recess there.

As I watched my girl swinging- eyes closed and wind blowing through the dark wispy curls on her neck- I remembered the pure bliss of being a little girl on a swing.

Asher, finally tired from running and climbing, came over to join us on the swing next to sister.  As I pushed him “higher and faster”, he too closed his eyes and threw back his head, drinking in this special elixir of childhood.  “Doesn’t the sun feel so good?”, I asked him.  “Oh it’s so fresh!”, he replied.  “It’s so much fresh air and it makes my heart go, ba-bum, ba-bum!”

Mine too sweetheart, mine too.

BrittneyJanuary 28, 2011 - 12:24 pm

oh the playground :) I remember those days! how fun!

a welcome sight » mamabritloveJuly 23, 2012 - 6:53 pm

[...] this swing-lovin girl of mine was all over [...]

the power of words

I’ve been reflecting on this lately. Words are powerful.

Yet they are thrown about carelessly.  By politicians and reporters.  By spouses, children, parents, friends.  By me.

From the shootings in Tuscon, to moments in my own home, there have been many things lately that have me pondering the power of words.

Their words. My words.  His Word.

And regardless of my thoughts about politics, politicians and the way words are thrown around that arena, something I know for sure is that I have control over only one person’s words, and in my arena, those words can break down and wound or they can build up and nurture.

If you know me well, you know that I am a talker.  And after praying and examining this facet of my personality, I’ve come to the conclusion that my talking doesn’t root from a place of selfishness or come with an intent to hurt (more so from a desire to connect), but when I’m not thoughtful about my words (and the amounts that are pouring fourth at a given moment) they can still be selfish.  Not only can my actual words make a difference to those I love, but the ways in which I use them- that matters too.

Especially in my role as Mama, I find myself fighting against this ugly abuse of words daily.  This is the part of me that is impatient, annoyed, quick to react, selfish.  This part of me shouts words, like I am two years old myself.  Like I don’t even care what profound affect they might have on my most precious treasures.  Do I really want to shape my children with these things?

A conclusion I’ve reached is that sometimes silence is best.

Peaceful, powerful silence.

Because how much more powerful are our words made by the space that rests between them?


In a moment of silence, The Word throws me a lifeline.  Carries me through with grace.  Gives me the wisdom, patience, ability to utter words that build when all I want to do is throw figurative stones towards the things that grate me. If you let them, stones sharpen stones.  So I fortify myself, embrace the hard things that grate me, and I find myself sharpened.

In moment of silence, I learn.  How my loved one is really feeling.  How to better love them.

And most importantly, in a moment of silence, I learn to listen to the small, still voice of God.

Oh, what a profound influence His Words have on mine!  In dark silence, Words wash me down at the end of a long day.  Cleanse me of the grit and grime of the day and allow me to start anew once again. His Words turn dish washing and laundry folding moments into moments of joy and gratitude.

His Word is powerful.

And it changes the way I use mine for the better.

Lord, please grant me the grace to use my words for good today.

Amen.

Kris CaseyJanuary 26, 2011 - 10:16 am

Thanks again… A nice way to start my day :) miss you my sweet philosopher!

Heather JansonJanuary 29, 2011 - 4:33 pm

My favorite verse, that I pray daily….

Psalm 139:23-24
“Search me oh God and know my heart,
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.”

Actually I love ALL of Psalm 139, but this is just something I say everyday. As an imperfect sinner by nature, my tongue (which is ironically a spiritual gift) is sometimes brash and hurtful….I seek daily to say not necessarily the “right” things (because again, I am imperfect)…but that the words I speak would truly reflect the heavenly Father living in me! I ask Him to guard not only my heart but my words.

You are beautiful mothers Brit and Kris, and Christ’s love shows in both of you! I am very proud of you girls!!

I love you! xoxooxo ~ cousin heather

Heather JansonJanuary 29, 2011 - 4:44 pm

My favorite verse that I pray daily….

Psalm 139:23-24
Search me oh God and know my heart
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me
and lead me in the way everlasting.

Actually I love ALL of Psalm 139 but this is just something I say everyday. As an imperfect sinner by nature, my tongue (which is ironically a spiritual gift) is sometimes brash and hurtful….i seek daily to say not necessarily the right things (because again cause am imperfect)…but that the words I speak would truly reflect the heavenly Father living in me! I ask Him to guard not only my heart but my words.

You are beautiful mothers Brit and Kris and Christ’s love shows in both of you! I am very proud of you girls!!

I love you! xoxooxo ~ cousin heather

climber

She has taken to climbing tables lately…

I can’t believe how much those little feet have grown.

Jessica GreenJanuary 19, 2011 - 2:28 pm

My little guy loves to climb too! They keep us on our toes don’t they!
Jessica

Jessica GreenJanuary 19, 2011 - 2:28 pm

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Jessica GreenJanuary 19, 2011 - 2:29 pm

My little guy loves to climb too! They keep us on our toes don’t they!
Jessica

Jessica GreenJanuary 19, 2011 - 2:30 pm

my first comment got posted 3 times, sorry about that!

mamabritJanuary 24, 2011 - 5:44 pm

That’s ok! She definitely keeps us moving. Always into a bit of mischief and making messes!

portraits from an impromtu photo shoot

Sometimes there are moments hanging out here at the house when I get a whim to grab my camera and sit behind it for a bit.  These whims are usually triggered by an inclination that something cute is about to happen, or sometimes just because I’m feeling restless and usually my restless feelings lead to a desire to create something (and on rare occasions a desire to clean something).

Today it was triggered when we heard baby’s cries from the monitor alerting us that she had woken from her nap.  “I’ll get baby!”, big brother exclaimed as he rushed down the hall towards her room.  His desire to greet little sister at nap time awakening has become more and more rare lately, as she continues to bloom from a sweet and harmless baby into a curious and annoying kid sister.  When these little moments do happen, they are so, so sweet.  They usually involve brother sneaking in quietly with a whispered “hi baby” and then he climbs into bed with her and piles every stuffed animal she has around her with sweet and gentle “see baby, here ya go.  here are all your babies so you can hug em.”  Definitely one of their sibling moments that make my mama heart ache with love, but I have yet to capture it in its natural state due to the usual low light in the room during nap time.  Every time I’ve attempted to catch them in their sweet moment, I sneak over quietly to shift open the blinds and as soon as the light pours in, Sis sees me and becomes completely distracted.

I guess I figure if I keep trying, I may eventually capture a sweet little moment of this exchange but today, like usual, no luck.  Funny thing is, my son and always there assistant for anything I may need, remembered my habit of letting in the light for photos and after piling every “baby” he could find on top of sis, beat me to the blinds.

He turned the shutter open, heaved the heavy blind up, plopped down in the flowery chair next to the window and said, “Mama, take my picture.”

Shocked (being nice to his sister and asking to be photographed?  he was in an exceptionally good mood…), I sat on the floor in front of him and obeyed.

swear he did that “pose”all by himself

Of course sister became interested immediately, but it was just as well because my first model was finished after a mere five clicks anyways.

Next!  The only instruction I offered her the entire time was to go sit in her chair…

thinkin bout it…

on the other hand, better accessorize first.  rosary or pearls?

My little diva would let me take photos of her all day long.  Love.

I love little unplanned mini-shoots like this.  Most of my favorite photos ever have come from moments like these.

And even though I didn’t catch the brother-sister sweetness, I did manage to grab a little of this sleepy window-gazing sweetness before the photo shoot began.

++++

It was really cold here today.  The past two days have been barely cold enough for snow (spotted a few flurries even), but snow just won’t come.

These past two days (and nights) have also found Daddy training and sleeping out in the field with his soldiers.  Poor soldiers.  And also (just a tiny bit) poor me, I miss my hubby, if only for two nights.  My hearts aches knowing he is out in the cold, sleeping on the ground…

I either want it to snow or get warmer.

Anyone out there enjoying their winter weather?

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HeatherJanuary 12, 2011 - 12:39 am

I want it to warm up. Hot like the Texas July in 1993 when we escaped heat by heading to the movies to catch “Free Willy”. Sun drenched warmth that created bronze beauties. Warm clear nights gazing at the stars while laying on the cool black trampoline, wondering how it was possible that family thousands of miles apart could be staring at the very same star….
The snow is coming in tonight here. 2-3 inches already. The kids are wearing their pj’s inside out in hopes of a snow day tomorrow. If so, perhaps I’ll break my camera out as well :)
Praying for your soldier and brothers/sisters in the elements tonight.
Love you sweet cousin! Thank you for sharing your babies and sweet moments with me <3
much love! xoxoxoxxo

mamabritJanuary 12, 2011 - 1:49 pm

Cousin- I remember those days! Walking the neighborhood in the heat, Free Willy in the movies, and how you hurt your ankle on that trampoline. Every time I hear The Proclaimers- I’m Gonna Be (500 miles) I think about you and that summer :)

I hope you guys get some snow! Love and miss you <3