tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73917349453306000292024-03-14T10:24:56.478-07:00Sufficient Grace"And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.""
Corinthians 12:9Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-18404155244483678932021-03-26T07:14:00.002-07:002021-03-26T07:27:08.408-07:00Week Two of Our Italian Adventure<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGGy8ph_f2DEQzEHKp2OoYueV_g4KLDAcsgxrhjArk2VMHMP1UQJzhZoTUdnADCGs5f1ji3i9zDTaRkSD5HCawNViUT4AQ41eevyaKsYrKVuBpKDd8Wr72Gys6ZBq-pBr0JGIXOBFWb0/s2048/IMG_0229.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGGy8ph_f2DEQzEHKp2OoYueV_g4KLDAcsgxrhjArk2VMHMP1UQJzhZoTUdnADCGs5f1ji3i9zDTaRkSD5HCawNViUT4AQ41eevyaKsYrKVuBpKDd8Wr72Gys6ZBq-pBr0JGIXOBFWb0/w640-h480/IMG_0229.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p><span> </span>This week we were still hanging out in the hotel, before I get too redundant let me make it known that we continued to "hang out" in the hotel for 8 weeks - ahh! Anyway, it was starting to get hot, and the air conditioning was not working in the hotel, and had yet to be "turned on" for the season in any other place, so we were sweating 24/7. We decided to rent a van (even tho it was extremely pricey) so we could visit potential houses, and maybe take an adventure, but mostly so we could have the AC blowing in our faces even for just a few minutes. We played at the park, walked for gelato, again, and went on an adventure to see a castle about an hour away. Scaligeri is a castle from the 13th century, mostly surrounded by water in Sirmione - on the southern bank of Lake Garda in Northern Italy. Lake Garda was stunning, and the castle was really neat. We walked a ton, played in the lake, got more gelato and headed back "home".</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQc7RddDMgikTm-jgWUiScJvd41WnqmXUjPmOmxHgveEMAEVBMRwmIieu-0wKnMFjfeUey0Riff-ghDNwDZvjzhgcfksJ4oSBmUYwScxL_7kj7I-3eYRT9qu0kYZEoxHZ-SRb6Rhn-gW4/s2048/cool.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQc7RddDMgikTm-jgWUiScJvd41WnqmXUjPmOmxHgveEMAEVBMRwmIieu-0wKnMFjfeUey0Riff-ghDNwDZvjzhgcfksJ4oSBmUYwScxL_7kj7I-3eYRT9qu0kYZEoxHZ-SRb6Rhn-gW4/w640-h480/cool.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FHO1tO8h6hVq5CMbVCI0805843UMczPTDuO51lOPtUFOxGkoteifZYSPxzkLZjst6linXol9tXEC8LNYUNjZLtqq1CPyG-Hu9p4NypJOq8GghGtwLSMqQ0LLtvzoOxQwNWvJvpNg260/s959/castle.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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This is a glimpse of our first week here in Italy, getting over jet-lag and travel sickness, spending endless hours in the hotel, meandering around the base, walking to get pizza and gelato for my birthday, and taking the bus to explore downtown Vicenza for the first time.</p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7ryEve3nzZwiuEQ_EYk7bwdg-oXRRBuDaO8d9HifJYSzrXciAEwknoePkAw_pGeazNrDPgE8BeCID2bJMylmlrbcfWzkODpHsO_q_LwqLUjaXdnDAFKnkRlc9JznCkO9yd4UrzRJYE4/s2048/IMG_0032.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7ryEve3nzZwiuEQ_EYk7bwdg-oXRRBuDaO8d9HifJYSzrXciAEwknoePkAw_pGeazNrDPgE8BeCID2bJMylmlrbcfWzkODpHsO_q_LwqLUjaXdnDAFKnkRlc9JznCkO9yd4UrzRJYE4/w480-h640/IMG_0032.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />Watch this video of our first week in Italy:<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='402' height='334' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwnEAs5OpL1NGF_nHG048mKMMOFrgNBOP-DCPFbvw8BD6eds_e5pexBdiUaO-vOralRG1VgtAwC5hdUyB1-3A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p></p>Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-69116654780775505332020-08-28T07:01:00.001-07:002020-08-28T07:01:59.976-07:00I'm "back"...I think...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPBHjM6VviEiMS6SHMwBQGZZZEEhXHIsb9BXPbMQ4bt1fkb2H20LgKashpiPH3eX4VwUj4HvkOxLfkKVj_ar0gCi9beABnQqjOfPE9xbP3vnIw12n_f4C0uyOwwQjdhmmnw1DC6OBnPc/s2048/IMG_0193.JPG" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="From one of our recent adventures" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPBHjM6VviEiMS6SHMwBQGZZZEEhXHIsb9BXPbMQ4bt1fkb2H20LgKashpiPH3eX4VwUj4HvkOxLfkKVj_ar0gCi9beABnQqjOfPE9xbP3vnIw12n_f4C0uyOwwQjdhmmnw1DC6OBnPc/w640-h480/IMG_0193.JPG" title="Innsbruck, Austria" width="640" /></a></div>
I haven't posted on here in YEARS! I thought about starting over completely, but it's kind of fun to look back on previous posts. In fact, that is partly why I am on here again. I love being able to look back and have something tangible to help me remember and bring perspective. Plus, I have been much less active on social media (can't seem to figure out where to land in that arena), and I have missed having an outlet for sharing/connnecting. I know some, grandparents in particular, are missing the tid-bits I used to share about our lives...i.e. the grandkids! I can't promise this will be anything profound, or even worthy of your time, but I think, if nothing else, it will be good for me. It will be a place for those random times I really want to write or share somewhere other than my journal. And I promise, lots of pictures of the kids.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-60347547961339850102016-12-30T17:17:00.000-08:002016-12-30T17:17:02.953-08:00Marriage is HardY'all, can I just be honest about something? Marriage is HARD. It takes work, commitment, love, forgiveness, & communication. It takes continually yielding to the Lord and asking for His help and wisdom. We need His strength to love like we should, we need His grace to extend kindness and selflessness to each other. I, for one, cannot do it in my own strength, sometimes a simple "I'm sorry" feels like trying to swallow a brick.<br />
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We may look completely carefree, happy and totally in love, and we are, at our best. But we are also so broken. We are working through some tough things. We are learning how to change and grow as life brings ups and downs and crazy curves. We are selfish at times and we hurt each other. We are lazy sometimes and don't want to put in the work for intimacy. We get lost and forget from whom comes our help.<br />
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We have had A LOT of changes and challenges over the past few years - three kids, three big moves, new jobs, heartache, struggles with anxiety and depression, questions and rough patches in our relationship with the Lord. (A lot of amazing too - but I think I usually do a good job of highlighting all the good -- SO much to be thankful for 😊)<br />
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I don't even know why I'm saying all this, but I felt like maybe I should. I don't want to present picture perfect when that's not reality. It is part of our reality, and for that I am very thankful. At our best we are madly in love and absolute best friends.<br />
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On this trip we had some best moments and some pretty poor moments. We bickered, we snapped or shut down, we hurt each other. We had to talk it out even when we didn't feel like it. And in all honesty, I'm still lost sometimes - I don't know how to do all of this right -- that's why we need help, guidance, community and prayer (I need to be doing a lot more of this). Right? Someone remind me of this tomorrow when I forget.<br />
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I am SO thankful for time away with my love, the love of my life, that's what he is and always will be, even if sometimes it doesn't feel like it. I choose him every day and I hope and pray he continues to choose me every day. But I think it's so important that we both first choose Jesus each day. That makes choosing each other so much easier.<br />
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We had a great time on this trip. It was so good for us to get away. To be carefree and have fun. We had so much fun. To go on adventures and make memories together. Ah, we will remember this trip forever (I took a million pictures to be sure of that 😉). And, it was good to have some fights - to see that some of our issues are real issues without being able to blame them on something or someone else.<br />
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All this to say, we are in the thick of it, probably right beside you. We have what I consider to be a pretty great marriage and it is still hard. We still mess up and argue more than I would like. I hope this is honest in the right ways and that it provides some encouragement. Keep at it, seek Jesus, ask for help, pray, have community, and take time for your marriage - preaching to myself here...Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-50877881206546929162015-04-03T14:03:00.001-07:002015-04-03T14:03:12.110-07:00Tis' a Good Friday Indeed<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today is Good Friday but my heart is heavy as I remember and think on the death of Christ. How He died for us, in our place. The heaviness of our sin that He willingly took upon Himself. The way He was beaten for our transgressions and bruised for our iniquities. The weight of the whole world was literally on His shoulders as He carried that cross to Calvary. And He took all of this willingly, because He loves us so, and because of His love and devotion to the Father. He was obedient even unto death - a death and punishment that He in no way deserved. And the Father, out of His great love for us, willingly gave His one and only Son to be the propitiation for our sins. What great sacrifice, what great love.<br />
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I am still working to fully understand and accept such love. I want the weightiness of this event to really sink in. I want to appropriately morn the suffering that God the Father and God the Son endured for us, on our behalf. I want to be sobered. I want to weep in gratitude. Thank You, God. Thank You, Jesus. May I learn more and more how to accept and appreciate this incredible gift. And may my life display my thankfulness and bring glory to the Lord, the giver of the greatest gift of all time.<br />
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And what a joy that we get to look forward to Easter Sunday. The day we celebrate Christ's resurrection. What a pivotal and glorious day. Jesus not only died for us, but He conquered death and the grave FOREVER. Such a miracle on which our faith is built.<br />
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This truly is a special weekend. May it be regarded and celebrated as such in our hearts and minds and in our activities. May many who are lost be found this weekend. May we truly lift up the Lord so that He can draw all people unto Himself. Thank You, Jesus for your death and resurrection - THANK YOU, THANK YOU. It is because of these events that we have hope, salvation, abundant life here and now, and the promise of eternal life. Amen!?!Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-10725808028926548192013-06-20T10:07:00.001-07:002013-06-20T10:07:26.221-07:00Thankful for this Extraodinarily Ordinary DayA journal entry from a few days ago:<br />
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Sitting here in the <strike>semi</strike> quietness of my home. One little baby is fast asleep, her sweet rhythmic breathing near enough to hear. The other little guy is in his room for a nap, but has instead been playing <strike>somewhat</strike> quietly for the last hour and a half. I'm stealing a few moments alone with the Lord. Reading my devotional, sipping on coffee and whispering quiet prayers to my Jesus - mostly prayers of thankfulness. In this moment, my heart is incredibly full as I am reminded of God's great faithfulness and amazing goodness. Such undeserved favor and blessings in my life.<br />
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When I think about my happy babbling toddler in the next room or my sweet, peaceful, sleeping beauty right next to me, or my handsome, hardworking husband who should be home from work in a couple hours, I am overwhelmed with love and gratitude. Oh the joy. And while these may be my greatest blessings, they are certainly not my only blessings and with that knowledge my heart is overwhelmed once more.<br />
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God is so good. That is a fact that I hold on to, on the ordinary and extraordinary days. A knowledge that keeps me going and reminds me to be thankful, during the best and worst of times. I know challenges and trials will come and I know some days remaining thankful will seem nearly impossible, but today, in this moment, on this very ordinary day, I say, "Thank-You, Thank-You, Thank-You, Lord!"<br />
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I am so thankful for this ordinary day, full of changing diapers, soothing cries, dishes, laundry, baby smiles, toddler giggles and enthusiasm, walks and playing outside, showers, baths, dinner, reading stories, a few brief moments alone with my man and the familiar bedtime routine. I am even thankful for the exhaustion that I feel as my head finally hits the pillow, because it was a full day. And this ordinary day was riddled with so many extraordinary moments. Moments that demonstrate my Savior's magnificent love and unparallelled beauty. Moments that make memories to be cherished for a life-time.<br />
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Today I am thankful for the right now - for all that it is and all that it is not. Today is the perfect today. Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-62516946352992614502013-04-27T19:45:00.000-07:002013-04-27T19:45:23.548-07:00Pictures & A Tiny Update<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I am so incredibly blessed by my beautiful and wonderful family.<br />
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Pregnant feet, good thing I got a pedicure ;)<br />
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Such a handsome little man we have been blessed with - love him!<br />
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This one cracks me up, Elijah was much more interested in playing on the beach and in the sand than he was in taking pictures, in this one he yelled "Stop-it/freeze, bobos" haha from "Go, Diego." Sorry to those of you who have no idea what I am talking about. Either way, it is obvious that he had had enough :)<br />
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I love holding hands with my man! Although, we are holding hands kind of oddly in this picture, I think it is because my fingers were starting to swell...haha oh the joys of pregnancy.<br />
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I love this one.<br />
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And this one - little sandy booty.<br />
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Oh goodness he is so cute! LOVE this little boy!!<br />
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And we are so excited to meet the next little Moeckl.<br />
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He adores his daddy and this makes me so happy.<br />
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Kisses!!! Whether he likes it or not...haha<br />
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Such a little boy. Love this shot. Oh my heart.<br />
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So there you go, hope you enjoyed. A huge shout out to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Peacock-Photography/156495787761444?fref=ts">Peacock Photography</a> for these awesome pictures! We love them.<br />
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These days we are just awaiting the arrival of our second baby - baby girl Moeckl, Makayla Grace - ahh! We are so excited. I am feeling huge-pregnant, but otherwise okay. We are praying that she makes her debut soon, but in God's perfect timing. And hopefully His timing is early because otherwise my husband will be away for a month of training starting May 4th. He will only be about 4 hours away so depending on how it all goes he may still be able to make it back in time. Either way, please join us in praying that he will be there for the birth. Thankfully, I will have help from my wonderful Mother, sister, and mother-in-law while Ethan is away. We are grateful and excited.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-10062302643185015222013-04-08T10:15:00.002-07:002013-04-08T10:15:39.476-07:00My (VERY) Imperfect Perfect LifeHello,<br />
My name is Hannah Elizabeth Moeckl, I am a 25 year old
soon-to-be mother of two, wife, sister, daughter, friend & nurse
(who is currently not working). I am extremely thankful for my life,
family & friends. I know I am blessed beyond what I could ever
deserve and most importantly I have been redeemed by my Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ. All those things make me feel like my life is perfect in
many ways, but as far as having it all together and actually being the
ideal image that I have of myself, let me assure you, I am FAR from
perfect. My life is far from perfect.<br />
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The truth is that
my house is usually somewhat messy and disorganized, there is almost
always laundry that needs to be done and dishes waiting on the counter
or in the sink to be cleaned.<br />
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There is always a closet, counter or cabinet that needs to be more organized.<br />
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There
are usually crumbs on the counter and crumbs, dirt and hair on the
floors. I sweep - sometimes, and I vacuum when we are having people
over. I haven't mopped the floors since we moved in, in October (my
sweet, very helpful husband may have mopped a couple times - thank the
Lord for him)!! I scrub the bathrooms when they get really/noticeably dirty or when we are expecting company.<br />
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I
rarely make my bed. I only brush my teeth once a day. I put make-up on
only when I am going out of the house and usually just mascara. When I
shower (usually every-other to every 2-3 days) I wash my face, and
occasionally, I put on more make-up and fix my hair. Most days I am in
black yoga pants and a tee-shirt. I am not nearly as in shape as I would
like to be, I have (lots) of
stretch marks and things that jiggle. I have gained more weight (34lbs
so far) with this pregnancy than
I anticipated/determined and I am not even done yet. I try to go
walking, but right now, that is about it.<br />
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Many days my toddler stays in his PJs for the majority of the day.<br />
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I
make dinner, a few times a week, the rest of the time we eat left overs
or we go out/bring food in. I make myself and my kiddo a very healthy
smoothy most mornings, but I also have dessert almost every night, and I
don't skimp on the treats/snacks throughout the day. I try to limit
Elijah's T.V. time, but he usually watches at least a couple shows every
day.<br />
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I
try to be purposeful with my time, but many days when Elijah naps I sit
down on the couch with a snack and a show or two. I take quiet time
(time with the Lord) most mornings. I am so thankful I have the time and
freedom to do this right now, but sometimes I do other things instead,
or sometimes it is not nearly as profound or intimate as it could be.<br />
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My
husband and I try to walk in love and connect regularly, but sometimes
we argue as soon as he walks in the door and sometimes we sit and watch a
show together rather than expend the energy it takes to connect in
other (often better) ways. <br />
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So, my sweet friends,
sisters, brothers, fellow mothers, all that to say that I DO NOT have it
all together. I fail to stick to resolutions or make the "right"
choices over and over again. Sometimes I get really down about it, lots
of times I like to hide all those imperfections. I am guilty of putting
on masks and trying to act like I have it all together or pretending
that my failures really don't bother me. Sometimes, I feel completely
unworthy and downright shameful. At times, I truly think I have nothing
to offer.<br />
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BUT, my wonderful, beautiful, amazing Savior
keeps reminding me that His GRACE is sufficient for me, and His power is
made perfect in my weaknesses.<br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>"And He said to me, "My grace is <span style="font-size: x-small;">sufficient</span>
for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most
gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ
may rest upon me." II Corinthians 12<span style="font-size: x-small;">:</span>9</i></span></span></div>
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For
this reason, I rejoice in my weaknesses and failures. It reminds me of
how desperately I need a Savior, and it allows the Lord to show Himself
strong in me/my life.<br />
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This exposure of myself is not to
make any one feel better or worse about themselves, because, after all,
we are not to compare ourselves among ourselves.<br />
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<span style="color: #bf9000;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">"For
we dare not class ourselves or compare ourselves with those who commend
themselves. But they, measuring themselves, and comparing themselves
among themselves, are not wise." II Corinthians 10:12</span></i></span></div>
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Rather,
this is an attempt at being raw and honest; An endeavor to point myself
and hopefully others to Jesus. To remind us that our worth does not
come from what we do, who we are, or how we look. That we are not better
or worse for failing to live up to standards that we or others have
set. That our life is not more or less perfect based on how clean our house is, how well behaved our children are,
or how put together we look. We have value and worth because Jesus says
we do, and our life can at least have perfect moments because of the
blessings that Jesus has so graciously bestowed upon us.<br />
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I
want the Lord to continue to challenge me and help me to grow in many
areas. And, Lord willing, one day, I will be better and more disciplined
in certain areas, but it will only be by His grace and through His
strength. In the mean time (throughout the process), I want to be real
and honest, because I have discovered that there is so much value in
offering yourself JUST AS YOU ARE (today) - to others and to Jesus.<br />
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<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-74973630972914623272013-03-18T15:38:00.001-07:002013-03-18T15:38:12.560-07:00This Thing Called TrustI am learning that I am not so good at this whole trust thing. I mean
if someone asked me if I was a trusting person, I would say, "yes,
definitely!". Do you trust God? "Of course!" But lately God has really
been asking me to trust Him, every moment of every day, and I am
realizing just how hard that can be. Completely trusting in the Lord
means letting go of all control, something with which I am not very
comfortable. Sometimes I will let go of controlling something, place it
in His hands for a while, but I am all too often guilty of taking it
back and trying to control it again. I KNOW in my head that He is the
absolute best person to trust with anything and everything, and I want
to, but actually walking it out is the hard part. Not allowing fear or
worry to creep back in, not allowing myself to try to control and plan
again - this is where the daily battle is found.<br />
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<i>"Trust
in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths."
Proverbs 3:5-6</i></div>
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One of the very first verses I
ever memorized and one of my absolute favorites. I even quote it to
myself and to others quite often. But do I actually walk it out? Do I
truly believe it? I want to, and with God's help - His continued grace
and willingness to teach me, I will, more and more each day.<br />
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I
feel the Lord beckoning to me. "Trust Me" He says. "Lean on Me." "Put
all your hope in Me." "Focus on Me." "Renew your mind with My Word,
every day." I think the biggest lesson I am learning, apart from my need
to trust Him every moment of every day, is that there is no reason not
to trust Him. As He reveals His overwhelming love towards me and His all
sufficient grace for me, it just makes sense to trust Him. <br />
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As
I am learning this, I have to remember how much of the battle takes
place in my mind. This is why I need a steady dose of God's Word and
lots of accountability and support from others. It doesn't take long at
all for wrong thinking to creep back in and for those all too familiar
feelings of worry and doubt to reappear.<br />
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So here's to
continuing on this journey called life, and hopefully with each new day I
will learn to trust my Savior more and more.<br />
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<i>’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,<br />Just to take Him at His Word;<br />Just to rest upon His promise,</i></div>
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<i>Just to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”
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<i>Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus,<br />Just to trust His cleansing blood;<br />And in simple faith to plunge me<br />’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!</i></div>
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<i><br />Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,<br />Just from sin and self to cease;<br />Just from Jesus simply taking<br />Life and rest, and joy and peace.</i></div>
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<i><br />I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,<br />Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;<br />And I know that Thou art with me,<br />Wilt be with me to the end.</i></div>
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5) People are ALWAYS more important than things.<br />
<ul>
<li><u>Matthew 6:19-21</u> "Do not lay up for yourselves treasure on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is there your heart will be also."</li>
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6) Give people A LOT of grace.<br />
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<li>Remember how much the Lord has given you and how much you have been forgiven.</li>
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<li><u>Matthew 7:3-5</u> "And why do you look at the speck in your brother's eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, 'Let me remove the speck from your eye'; and look, a plank is in your own eye? Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye."</li>
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<span class="verse v28" data-usfm="MAT.18.28"><span class="wj"><span class="content">“But
that servant went out and found one of his fellow servants who owed him
a hundred denarii; and he laid hands on him and took </span></span><span class="wj"><span class="it"><span class="content">him</span></span></span><span class="wj"><span class="content"> by the throat, saying, ‘Pay me what you owe!’</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v29" data-usfm="MAT.18.29"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">So his fellow servant fell down </span></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">at his feet</span></span><span class="wj"><span class="content"> and begged him, saying, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you </span></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">all.’</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v30" data-usfm="MAT.18.30"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">And he would not, but went and threw him into prison till he should pay the debt.</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v31" data-usfm="MAT.18.31"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">So
when his fellow servants saw what had been done, they were very
grieved, and came and told their master all that had been done.</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v32" data-usfm="MAT.18.32"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">Then his master, after he had called him, said to him, ‘You wicked servant! I forgave you </span></span><span class="note x"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">all that debt because you begged me.</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v33" data-usfm="MAT.18.33"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">Should you not also have had compassion on your fellow servant, just as I had pity on you?’</span></span><span class="content"> </span></span><span class="verse v34" data-usfm="MAT.18.34"><span class="label"></span><span class="wj"><span class="content">And his master was angry, and delivered him to the torturers until he should pay all that was due to him. </span></span></span></div>
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Again, not the most artistic or creative, but it was fun, colorful and celebratory nonetheless, and I was working on a short time frame :) I know, excuses, excuses - haha!<br />
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The desserts and Valentine's Day goodies - all of which turned out to be a success and quite yummy - yay!!</div>
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Our "fancy" table (we use our little table a lot because it is less work to set/clean and it is more fun for just the three of us sometimes) and dinner. And my amazing, handsome husband.<br />
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Everything turned out well - it was a fun, relaxing evening and we were SO very happy to have daddy home! We don't do so well without him!<br />
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We were then blessed with a wonderful weekend. Appointment for baby #2 on Friday (everything is on track and looks good), Chick-fil-a picnic at the beach on Saturday, Harlem Globetrotters in L.A. on Sunday and PF Changs in the Beverly Center for dinner. Then Ethan had the day off on Monday - Yay! So we bought a new washing machine (sad that our old one died - but thankful we were able to get a new one - new things are always exciting). Then some quality family time at the park playing with Elijah and a restful evening at home. God is good to us and we are blessed by this life He has given. There are definitely tough times, but I love making memories and cherishing the moments - big and small.<br />
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Poor little guy was so worn out after the show (which was right during nap time) he fell asleep like this just minutes after getting in the car - haha!<br />
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Thank you all for stopping by - hope you have a LOVELY weekend!Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-79507442040509083002013-02-22T09:21:00.000-08:002013-02-22T09:21:12.979-08:00I Desperately Need HIM"You need Me every moment. Your awareness of your constant need for Me is your greatest strength. Your neediness, properly handled, is a link to My Presence. However, there are pitfalls that you must be on guard against: self-pity, self-preoccupation, giving up. Your inadequacy presents you with a continual choice - deep dependence on Me, or despair. The emptiness you feel within will be filled either with problems or with My Presence. Make Me central in your consciousness by <i>praying continually</i>: simple short prayers flowing out of the present moment. Use My name liberally, to remind you of My Presence. <i>Keep on asking and you will receive, so that your gladness may be full and complete</i>."<br />
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<u>I Thessalonians 5:17</u> - <i>"Pray continually."</i><br />
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<u>John 16:24 (Amp)</u> - <i>"Up to this time you have not asked a (single) thing in My Name (as pertaining to all that I AM); but now ask and keep on asking and you will receive, so that your joy (gladness, delight) may be full and complete." </i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(from the devotional "Jesus Calling: Enjoying Peace in His Presence" - by Sarah Young)</span><br />
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I read this in my devotional this morning and it spoke to me so powerfully. I truly NEED the Lord EVERY moment. Being aware of this fact can be my greatest strength - WOW! And the pitfalls she mentioned - um, I am pretty sure I fall in to at least one of them, if not all, on a daily basis. By God's grace, I don't stay there, but I want to grow so that I don't go there as often either. Deep dependence on the Lord is not "easy" but it is oh so much better than despair. I want to rely on the Lord, pray continually and walk in His presence at all times. I know this is a life-long journey, but I am so thankful for His continued love and grace, and how He gently and faithfully reminds me of my need for Him.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-60874293989463725852013-02-13T16:40:00.000-08:002013-02-13T16:40:56.432-08:00Birthday, Homecoming and Valentine's Day PrepI am feeling so thankful today. Elijah has been wonderful all day - a welcomed change compared to some earlier moments this week. I spent some quality time with Jesus this morning. I caught up with Downton Abbey - while enjoying tea and chocolate. I made some delicious looking <a href="http://www.feastingathome.com/2013/01/rosemary-chicken-lasagna.html">Rosemary Chicken Lasagna</a> to welcome my hubby home - TOMORROW - that is the best news of all, Ethan comes home tomorrow evening - I CAN NOT WAIT!! He has been gone since Saturday night and I have been kind of a mess missing him. At this point, though, I am glad I have until tomorrow evening, because I still have a few more things to prepare for his arrival. <br />
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I was SUPER sick beginning last Thursday evening - I don't know if I have ever been so sick. Not to sound too dramatic, but I thought I might die - haha, but seriously. I was throwing up about every 30min - 1hr for about 12 hours. I didn't know how I could keep throwing up since I was sure there was nothing left to throw up. I also had diarrhea and was up all night - I lost 5lbs - it was pretty awful. However, and thank the Lord, by morning I started to be feel a little better and I was able to keep some liquids down (otherwise I was headed to the Dr.). And as awful as it was, I thank the Lord that I was sickest while Elijah was sleeping so I didn't have to try to care for him at the same time. And again, God's grace was/is sufficient. Sometimes I am so amazed at all the little ways He cares for us.<br />
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Anyway, all that to say that on Saturday - Ethan's birthday - I was still recovering and Ethan had to work some so we didn't get to have much of a celebration. Therefore, tomorrow night we have three things to celebrate - Ethan's coming home, a re-do of his birthday, and Valentine's Day! I am quite excited. I already made the dinner, but I plan on having a clean(er) house, making signs, cards, a fancy table and TWO desserts. I am going to make <a href="http://girlmeetslife.com/2010/12/cake-batter-blondies/">Cake Batter Blondies</a> and <a href="http://dashingdish.com/recipe/frozen-reeses-peanut-butter-pie/">Frozen Reese's Peanut Butter Pie</a> - can you say yum!?!<br />
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I will try to take some pictures of all these upcoming festivities so I can share them with you all. Aren't you excited? ;)<br />
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Oh, and lastly, here are a couple more of the <a href="http://hannahmoeckl.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-sprinkles-of-life.html">"Sprinkles of Life"</a> that I promised to share with you all:<br />
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3) Don't regard (make time for) worthless idols. <br />
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<li>In this one she mentioned the image of women that magazines, Hollywood, etc portray and how a lot of women can be depressed because they don't measure up. She mentioned that that image is only valuable if we place value on it - if we choose to value such opinions/things/idols. Instead we should value what God values.</li>
<li><u>Jonah 2:8-9</u> "<span class="verse v8 selected" data-usfm="JON.2.8"><span class="content">Those who regard </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">worthless idols</span></span><span class="verse v8 selected" data-usfm="JON.2.8"><span class="content"> forsake their own Mercy.</span></span><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="JON.2.9"><span class="content"> But I will </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">sacrifice to You </span></span><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="JON.2.9"><span class="content">with the voice of thanksgiving;</span></span><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="JON.2.9"><span class="content"> I will pay what I have </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">vowed.</span></span><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="JON.2.9"><span class="content"> Salvation </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> of the </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="sc"><span class="content">Lord</span></span><span class="content">."</span></span></li>
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<span class="verse v9" data-usfm="JON.2.9"><span class="content">4) Don't self promote. Don't exalt yourself. Contrary to popular belief it is not all about you. Let someone else praise you, not your own lips.</span></span><br />
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<li><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="PRO.25.7"><span class="content"><u>Proverbs 27:2</u> "</span></span><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="PRO.25.7"><span class="content"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PRO.27.2"><span class="content">Let another man praise you, and not your own mouth;</span></span></span></span><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PRO.27.2"><span class="content"> A stranger, and not your own lips."</span></span></li>
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<span class="verse v2" data-usfm="PRO.27.2"><span class="content">Hope you all are having a lovely week so far! </span></span><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="PRO.25.7"><span class="content"> </span></span>Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-38755086521397934552013-02-07T10:39:00.004-08:002013-02-07T10:39:54.463-08:00"The Sprinkles of Life"I have had the blessing and privilege of attending a <a href="http://www.mops.org/">MOPs</a> group at our church here in Cali. Yesterday was only the second meeting, but it was so good. Being able to get together with other moms and share stories, food and the Word of God (while someone else cares for our little ones) is such a nice treat. Especially since I am new to the area, I am loving the opportunity to simply fellowship with and meet other mommies. Not to mention that the "messages" have been really fitting and powerful, yet simple.<br />
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The first week was about unlocking your potential - A GREAT message that I may take the time to share here on another day. But this week, a wonderfully sweet and beautiful elderly woman shared what she calls "The Sprinkles of Life". I didn't get a chance to actually talk to her much, but she was very poised and incredibly gracious and graceful. I wouldn't mind being like her when I am older. I wouldn't mind being like her now, but I think that kind of grace and love comes with time and being refined in the fire numerous times.<br />
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Anyway, she shared a very simple, yet powerful list of 15 principles that she has kind of compiled over time. They are principles that she tries to remember, to live by, and each one is based on scripture. I thought I would share them here with you all over the next few weeks. I may simply post a few of the principles with their accompanying scriptures or I may add one or two to the beginning or end of my other posts. Hope you all enjoy and that these simple principles minister to you as they have to me. <br />
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I also hope that by sharing these principles here with you all, I will gain a deeper understanding of them, and begin to dwell on them regularly so that I can remember to apply them to my life.<br />
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1) Have a thankful heart - take pleasure in the small things and laugh a lot.<br />
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<li><u>Proverbs 15:13</u> - "<span class="verse v13" data-usfm="PRO.15.13"><span class="content"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="PRO.15.13"><span class="content">A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance,</span></span></span></span><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="PRO.15.13"><span class="content"> but </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.</span></span>" </li>
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<li><u>Proverbs 17:22</u> - "<span class="verse v22" data-usfm="PRO.17.22"><span class="content">A </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">merry heart does good, </span><span class="it"><span class="content">like</span></span><span class="content"> medicine,</span></span><span class="verse v22" data-usfm="PRO.17.22"><span class="content"> but a broken spirit dries the bones." </span></span></li>
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<span style="font-size: small;">2) Learn to listen to / pay attention to our thoughts. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: small;"><u>II Cor</u><u>inthians 10:5</u> - "</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="verse v5 selected" data-usfm="2CO.10.5"><span class="content">casting
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knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience
of Christ," </span></span> </span> </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">***These are based on my notes so they may be worded a little differently than she <span style="font-size: xx-small;">originally worded them</span>... </span>Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-28492147016559956662013-02-05T15:02:00.000-08:002013-02-05T15:02:41.919-08:00Story Time FailWe went to the Barnes and Noble story time for toddlers this morning. It was our first time and since it is a good 20 minutes away and it starts at 9:30, just getting there on time was a feat for us (we like our slow leisurely mornings). Anyway, Elijah was excited and he sat still for all three stories. In fact he was extra snuggly which I loved. He was a little quiet and subdued, but sometimes being around a lot of new people can make him that way at first, otherwise he seemed like his normal self. After the stories, it was time for a craft. Elijah was too nervous to go up and get a coloring sheet for himself, so we were waiting for the other kids to go, and then I was going to go up front and grab one for him.<br />
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In the mean time, Elijah was standing really close to me looking at the kiddos behind us, all of a sudden I felt something really warm on my leg, before I realized what was happening Elijah threw up about 4 more times...Oh dear Lord! No warning at all. It was so sad. And disgusting - I don't ever like throw up, but it is especially hard to deal with when I am pregnant and extra sensitive to smells. I didn't really know what to do, I was embarrassed and sad for my poor little boy and a little bit disgusted. Thankfully (I guess), all of the throw up ended up on me, Elijah and the floor; by thankfully I mean I am thankful it didn't get on anyone or anything else.<br />
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I sat there stunned for a moment - ONE (out of like 15) of the moms looked for wipes to help me, and then said sorry she didn't have any and quickly moved away from us. Everyone else scattered and sort of stared at us. I finally stared moving, grabbed the wipes out of Elijah's bag (thank God we brought it in with us), wiped him down as best I could and then sat him down on the bench next to me. He sat there so sweetly and didn't move or fuss at all. I then proceeded to try to clean myself up and then our stuff and the carpet. Finally, one of the workers brought some paper towels, a trash can and some Lysol wipes. Meanwhile I am still being stared at by at least 7 other moms...talk about humiliating. I just wanted to get out of there...<br />
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By this time I am getting hungry too (I always wait too long to eat something substantial enough in the morning), so that, along with the smell and the embarrassment, made me nauseous, sweaty and shaky. I was literally trembling. Anyway, I did the best I could with the clean up, picked up my sweet little boy, tried to hold my head up high (and not burst in to tears) and got out of there as quickly as possible.<br />
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I don't want to sound harsh or judgmental, but I was so surprised that NO ONE helped us. I know some people can't deal with throw up and that is totally understandable and I know others had their own little ones to deal with, but even just a kind word of support would have gone a long way in that situation. I felt so judged, as if I knew my kiddo was sick and decided to bring him around all these other kids anyway - I would never do that...I had no indication that he wasn't feeling well. If I had even been suspicious we would have stayed home. I am not sure how I would have reacted had I been on the other side in this situation, but I hope I would have at least tried to help. I KNOW now (after having this experience today) that I would try to help in whatever way possible.<br />
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This is not meant to be an "oh poor me!" story or even an "aren't they horrible?" story, it was more like an eye opening experience. One that I wanted to share (no profound reason or lesson learned). I've had random things happen before - cranky baby throwing a fit (screaming) in the store, spilling something all over myself, having a baby with a poopy diaper and realizing I didn't restock the diaper bag so changing him would have to wait until we got home, having my kid fall out of his stroller and bust his lip open (the ONE time I didn't strap him in since we were just wheeling around the corner to the changing table), letting my child stand in the "wrong" part of the basket at the store and having a stranger witness him almost fall out (thank God it was an almost), telling my child to "shut-up", having my sister overhear and feeling like a complete failure - just to name a few. All of those things shook me up and/or made me embarrassed, but for some reason, today was the worst.<br />
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I am not sure what I want to say through all of this except that if I see someone in a tough situation, I want to try to help - especially a mom - we all know how challenging motherhood can be at times. Even if I feel unsure of what to do or if they even want my help, I at least want to ask, to offer. Who knows what kind of state they are in or what kind of day they have had, this may be the last straw, it may be their breaking point and even just a little word of encouragement could give them the strength to get through the next few moments.<br />
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Another thing I would like to say is for all you moms, you are not alone - in whatever you are facing today. You are not alone and you are doing a FANTASTIC job! Give yourself a break when you "mess up" and don't be afraid to ask for or receive help (this can be challenging for me). God always gives enough grace for the day - especially in situations like today - it may have been a bit traumatic, but His grace totally covered us.<br />
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I would love to hear what you all think about all this??<br />
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And thanks for letting me share - writing helps me process and learn.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-16129430153314719172013-02-04T16:52:00.000-08:002013-02-04T16:52:13.425-08:00Apples & Nutella, afternoon coffee & a sweet text from a dear friend...Apparently, the above combination is a recipe for a crying fest, at least for this pregnant momma :)<br />
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I was enjoying some me time after putting Elijah down for a nap. Catching up on some blogs and uploading and editing some photos. Enjoying one of my favorite snacks - apples and Nutella, as well as the rest of my coffee from this morning - I am surprised I didn't finish it, but I was SUPER happy to have half a cup of caffeinated coffee for a little pick me up this afternoon. Then one of my dear friends sent me a sweet text - just a "I miss you and I am thinking of you" kind of message, and all of a sudden I burst in to tears. It was just a little at first, but then it kept coming. I was sad, but it was a good cleansing cry at the same time. I don't know that I enjoyed the cry exactly, but it felt good and right and I felt better afterwards.<br />
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I was crying about so many things. Crying because I am so utterly and completely amazed at my God and His faithfulness. Crying because I am sad and a little lonely, missing some of my amazing friends and family. Crying because I am pregnant and emotional. Crying because I am scared of some of the things I will be facing in the near future (new baby, Ethan's first deployment shortly after the arrival of new baby, making new friends again, potty training Elijah). Crying because I am so thankful for this rich life I have been given. Crying because of the evil and pain in this world. Crying because I know I am SO loved, and because I know so many people do not know they are loved.<br />
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It never is just one thing with us women. Right? It's always a bit scary to start crying because it may open the flood gates and release a rushing river of tears and emotion. I may feel a bit out of control and possibly embarrassed in these moments, but, at the same time, I am SO thankful that God has created me to experience such deep and rich emotions.<br />
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I am becoming more and more convinced that He uses our intense feelings and deep emotions for His purposes. Of course, we have to seek Him and stand on His Word. Not allowing our emotions and feelings alone to take control, because if we operate simply based on how we feel the results can often be detrimental. However, sometimes these intense feelings and emotions are what make us fierce and strong mommas and lovers, they are what lead some of us to take action for a cause greater than ourselves, they are what cause us to hit our knees in prayer night after night or morning after morning, they are what often make life so utterly full and gloriously rich.<br />
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So I am learning to embrace my emotions (sometimes emotional outbursts) and feelings and enjoy the fact that I am created with the capacity to feel so deeply. Then take the ones that line up with the Word of God and His plan for my life and allow Him to use them for His purposes. To make me a fierce, passionate & strong mother, wife & friend. To discover and fight for a cause greater than myself. To become a faithful prayer warrior. To enjoy and experience life to the fullest.<br />
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I hope this is encouraging or at least entertaining for some of you. If nothing else, I am pretty sure I have done a good job of exposing myself today, so take comfort in the fact that you know me a little more intimately now...haha!Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-19020843742094417492013-01-29T15:11:00.000-08:002013-01-29T15:11:02.366-08:00My Best FriendI have been so emotional lately, I guess I can blame this whole pregnancy thing, but it has made me ever so grateful for my attentive, loving and patient husband.<br />
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We are no where near perfect, but God definitely knew what He was doing (as He always does) when He put us together.<br />
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I hate being weak, emotional, out of control, or ugly in front of people, but when my husband loves me through those moments, it truly is a beautiful and amazing thing. He doesn't love me because I am perfect or because I always choose the right attitude, he loves me because I am me (the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly) and because he made a promise to love me forever. We are able to do this because Jesus first loved us. And He gives us an incredible and challenging example to follow.<br />
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We are still learning how to walk out this whole marriage thing (I suspect we will be learning our whole lives), but I am beyond blessed by our beautifully imperfect marriage. He is my absolute best friend and I don't know what I would do without him. <br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">*** Photo credit to<a href="http://www.sarahannrogers.com/"> Sarah Rogers</a> - these are a bit old, but definitely some of our favorites - she did a great job.</span><br />
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<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-16191705356818534862013-01-22T16:56:00.002-08:002013-01-22T16:56:26.032-08:00Failing...God is SO GOOD. I am constantly amazed at His sufficiency when all my best efforts are still insufficient. His promises are true EVERY day, and we can solely rely on Him for ALL that we need.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #f1c232;"><b><span class="verse v9 selected" data-usfm="2CO.12.9"><span class="content">But he said to me, </span><span class="wj"><span class="content">“My grace is sufficient for <span></span>you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”</span></span></span></b></span></div>
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Many days I feel like I am failing...<br />
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Failing to be a good enough wife<br />
Failing to be a good enough mother<br />
Failing to be a faithful and true friend<br />
Failing to consistently reach out to others <br />
Failing to make a big enough difference in this world<br />
Failing to eat healthy enough<br />
Failing to exercise enough<br />
Failing to communicate adequately or honestly<br />
Failing to get all of my "to-do" lists done<br />
Failing to be genuine or real<br />
Failing to follow through with good intentions <br />
Failing to be involved enough<br />
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The list could go on...<br />
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And the truth is that I do fall short, almost every time. I do fail, over and over. But the beautiful thing is that God covers me each and every time. His grace never runs out or falls short. He loves me through my weakest moments and He gives me the grace and the strength to try again. He is teaching me to rest in Him, to rely on Him. He is reminding me that the only good in me is Him anyway.<br />
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It is humbling, but also, incredibly freeing.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #f1c232;"><b><span class="verse v10 selected" data-usfm="1CO.15.10"><span class="content">But </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">by the grace of God I am what I am, and His grace toward me was not in vain; but I labored more abundantly than they all, </span><span class="note x"></span><span class="content">yet not I, but the grace of God </span><span class="it"><span class="content">which</span></span><span class="content"> </span><span class="it"><span class="content">was</span></span><span class="content"> with me.</span></span></b></span></div>
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***For another GREAT read check out my friend's post at <a href="http://www.sarahannrogers.com/2013/01/21/weeds/?fb_source=pubv1">Messes & Moments</a>Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-58594895891876543842013-01-14T10:10:00.000-08:002013-01-14T10:10:54.501-08:00I'm Back...Well, it is a New Year - Happy New Year! Hope you all thoroughly enjoyed the Holidays.<br />
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One of the new things I want to try this year is to blog more regularly. This may be difficult for me and the posts may not be anything profound or even important, but it is a goal. And hopefully some of you will enjoy this journey with me.<br />
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Lately, I have been sitting down with every intention of writing - multiple times in the last couple months - and as you can see I have not successfully typed even one word. Maybe, it is because so much has been going on, I can't seem to gather my thoughts enough to share them coherently. Maybe, it is because nothing hugely significant has been happening and the rest doesn't seem post worthy. As a dear friend of mine (<a href="http://chelsiedenson.blogspot.com/2013/01/well-hey-there.html">Chelsie</a>) put it, I often can't decide weather to write about something serious (a heart matter) or something mundane (day to day happenings) and I often second guess myself which obviously leads to complete inaction...ha! Anyway, my goal is to be better, even just as an exercise for myself. So here goes...<br />
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<u>SOME RECENT HAPPENINGS:</u><br />
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1) Elijah and I got to spend a whole month in Arkansas with my amazing sister and her sweet family while Ethan was doing some training in Mississippi.<br />
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2) We found out that baby #2 is <strike>90% sure</strike> a GIRL! We both thought it was a girl, so we are inclined to agree with that 90% chance that it is a girl, and since we already have boy stuff we will be okay if we end up being surprised at the birth. Of course, we will be ecstatic either way and we have names picked out for both. GIRL: Makayla Grace BOY: Ethan Noah (we would call him Noah)<br />
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4) We were surprised with the visit from some of our loveliest and dearest friends of all times - <a href="http://www.sarahannrogers.com/2013/01/09/desperate-giving-away/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MessesMoments+%28Messes+%26+Moments%29">Sarah</a> and Billy Rogers and their sweet baby boy Liam. Such an incredibly fun treat! I was too wrapped up in enjoying them to think about snapping pictures but here is an older one...and soon we will both have another little one added to our families - congrats Sarah & Billy!!!<br />
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5) We were blessed with the opportunity to visit some family in Hollister, California - the lovely Francis family! Again, I didn't think to snap a picture, but, trust me, we had a GREAT time ;)<br />
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What has been happening in your lives lately??Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-51126040320265927902012-11-10T07:39:00.002-08:002012-11-10T07:41:33.414-08:00HE SPEAKS...through sunshine and quiet moments<style>
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Sitting on the stairs of our new, still empty, house. It is
early morning and sunshine is pouring in through the windows. All is quiet and
still in the house. I am muttering a silent prayer as I meditate on some of the
verses I read just moments ago. All of a sudden I feel HIS presence wash over
me in an incredibly gentle and powerful way. HE speaks softly to my heart, “I
am here, I am always here; rest in that.” Tears stream down my face and in that
moment I feel completely whole and totally safe. It is amazing what a simple
touch from HIM can do to my entire being. HE reminds me that HE speaks; today
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I feel so thankful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
remind myself how essential it is to take a moment to be quiet and still, to
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speaks to our hearts and refreshes and strengthens our souls. Oh how vital is
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May you find a moment today to quiet your heart and your
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-8749027047188043002012-10-31T16:13:00.002-07:002012-10-31T16:16:45.148-07:00RemembranceI know, I just wrote about Elijah yesterday, but I have been thinking about all the things he is currently doing/saying; I am fascinated and I don't want to forget them, what better way to remember than to write them down?<br />
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One of my favorite things that he does right now: he will randomly come up to give me or Ethan (daddy) a hug - usually around one of our legs - it is just so sweet! He has also been reaching for our hands when we are walking side by side - love it!<br />
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He is SUPER friendly (most of the time) and he LOVES to interact with other people (adults and children). Sometimes he just bursts out in laughter to try to get their attention. And when we are walking down the street he will wave to all the cars passing by. When people respond his eyes sparkle and he gives a smile that lights up the entire room.<br />
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It brings me joy to see how his little smile and personality can make even a complete stranger's day!<br />
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He has always been an incredible sleeper (PRAISE THE LORD), but lately, he has literally been asking to go to bed, he says, "ni-nite? ni-nite?" and points to his bed, sometimes he even tries to climb in to his bed. At times this happens way before bedtime and I have to find ways to keep him awake a little longer so he doesn't end up waking up at the crack of dawn.<br />
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He has been learning a lot of new words and phrases, I just LOVE hearing him talk - even when it is just jibber jabber. One of his favorite phrases is, "Oh, no!" - sometimes he will say it over and over again for no apparent reason. Another favorite word/phrase of his is, "dip-it, dip-it" (he LOVES dipping any and all food in to whatever sauce is available), but he usually runs the words together so it comes out more like "bi-ta, bi-ta, bi-ta, bi-ta". And he will literally keep repeating it until you respond. Oh the persistence of toddlers.<br />
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His most favorite word as of late, is the infamous "no". It is often not so cute, but many times when he chooses to say it and the way he says it makes it almost impossible not to laugh. <br />
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These are from last year, but today is Halloween so that's my justification :)<br />
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There are also a handful of things he does right now that I am not very fond of at all.<br />
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For example, throwing himself or other items on the ground if he doesn't get his way. I mean, how did he learn this?? I know, despite our many flaws and outbursts of anger or frustration, we do not throw items and especially not ourselves on the ground in a fit... haha!<br />
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Another not so great trait of this particular stage is his eating, or lack thereof - sometimes it seems like he literally won't eat anything; obviously, this is not entirely true, but sometimes it feels like such a battle.<br />
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My hope is in knowing that these too shall pass and my desire is to focus on remembering the good things (without forgetting the not so good things since we will be having more children and I need to be aware of the good and bad...)<br />
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That is all for now (although, I am sure I could keep going), more on mommy-hood later :)Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-68846391624545624082012-10-30T13:29:00.002-07:002012-10-30T13:29:41.886-07:00This Little Boy of MineMy little man and I have been getting to spend a lot of time together lately, well, we always do (such an incredible blessing), but lately is has been a lot of JUST us time. While I look forward to more adult interaction, I am also cherishing every single moment I have with this sweet, sweet boy.<br />
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He has stolen my heart over and over again. Even on the most challenging days, I am amazed at how much my entire being LOVES him.<br />
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From the moment I found out I was pregnant...<br />
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To the first time I held him in my arms...<br />
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<br />To today...<br />
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My love for him has grown in ways and to depths that I never could have imagined. A mother's love is certainly one of the most powerful things on earth.<br />
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I LOVE the gift of motherhood with all its ups and downs, with all its challenges and victories, and with all the heartache and joy. And I love how it has revealed God's love for me in a new, different and very powerful way, sometimes it is still beyond my comprehension.<br />
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I desperately want my son to know how much I love him. To understand that no matter what he does or who he becomes, he will always be my baby boy and there is NOTHING that could make me love him less. Of course, I want him to choose the right things and to avoid as much hurt and pain as possible, but regardless, my love for him remains the same.<br />
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I know God's love for us is that and so much more, and I know that He desperately wants His children to understand the love that He has for them.<br />
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Today I am thankful for the ways that He has revealed His love towards me and I pray that I will continue to not only understand His love, but to accept it as well.<br />
<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-26879950429872233952012-10-22T10:56:00.002-07:002012-10-22T10:56:31.568-07:00Waiting SilentlyIn my Bible reading app on my phone, the verse of the day was "Truly my soul silently waits for God; from Him comes my salvation." Psalm 62:1. I don't know why, but this verse just really hit me today. WAITING on the Lord is a hard thing to do and the idea of doing it SILENTLY seems almost impossible at times. I am learning that in those silent times of waiting, when it seems like NOTHING is happening, that is often when God is doing a great work in us - if we let Him, if we take time to seek Him and hear from Him throughout the process.<br />
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While I am waiting, I don't always feel this hopeful, but today I do and for that I am thankful. I feel hopeful that later I will be able to look back and see what God was teaching me. I trust that when I reflect I will see that I am not the same person, that I am more like Jesus at least in some small way.<br />
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It is not always pleasant and often it is very painful, but I am so thankful that Jesus loves me enough not to leave me the way I am today. He constantly, lovingly, faithfully teaches me, molds me and changes me.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-66637196121865335812012-06-13T09:18:00.000-07:002012-06-13T09:18:21.064-07:00The weigh in:<br />
I am a little late with this post but here is it nonetheless: My weight Monday June 4, 2012 - 170lbs!!! Ahh! It's worse than I thought :( Still it has been a good week and a half - haven't quite seen results yet, but I have been sticking to my plan and I feel so much better.<br />
Here's to another week of discipline and hard work! With the Lord's help and some encouragement from wonderful friends and family, I CAN DO THIS :)Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391734945330600029.post-12918437120325036822012-06-02T20:15:00.000-07:002012-06-02T20:15:07.785-07:00Weight loss...Yesterday I "got back on the horse" in regards to my weight loss efforts. After two weeks of vacation - bad eating and no working out - I feel like the task before me is more daunting than ever. I never thought it would be this hard or take this long... After I had my son Elijah - who is now almost 15 months - I thought I could be back to normal in 6 months or at the very least within the first year. Now that both of those goals have passed me by and I am still struggling with the last 15-20lbs, my current goal is to lose at least 15lbs (ideally 20...) before I get pregnant again. I don't have a lot of time if we still want our kids to be approximately 2yrs apart like we have always wanted.<br />
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It has been a challenge, to say the least. I have made progress along the way, but I have also put back on a few pounds that I had lost - that is so discouraging. I know what I need to do, but it is a matter of discipline and consistency. A few months ago I was on a roll, I was motivated, disciplined and consistent for about 2 months and I was seeing results, but then right before Christmas I fell down the stairs and broke my foot! Argh!! I lost all my momentum and was unable to work out for a few months :(<br />
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I am done with excuses/set-backs and I am SO ready to see results. Which is partly why I decided to write about this journey - to expose myself and gain some accountability. I am also hoping that when I am having a moment of weakness - when I really want that late night dessert or that second or third piece of pizza - that I can write instead.<br />
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My plan right now: weight watchers & and couch to 5K app (starting Monday). I will also weigh myself on Monday and post the number that the scale reads, no matter how painful or embarrassing that may be for me.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192522829864581692noreply@blogger.com0