And then there were three… 


I failed as a mom with keeping monthly updates on Eli. Being a mom of two was just way more work and blogging took a back seat. Like way back. To the back of the bus. And then I completely stopped blogging at all. 
For a while I felt like a terrible mom. I blogged about Alston’s every move and with Eli I could barely keep up a monthly post. What gives?? Well, I was busy. You know, being a mom. I took a million pictures and some hilarious videos. They’re just saved on my computer. And when Instagram came along that became my creative outlet for keeping track and sharing. But now I’m back. And while I wont be writing down the kids’ every single adventure, I’ll be here. I’m planning on back tracking to make photo books for the past 8 years, but those will be for us to keep and pass down later. 

However, it would feel weird not to write an official introduction to our newest little dumpling. Miss Emma Marie has definitely made our lives feel complete. She’s the princess of the house – doted on by her big brothers and her daddy. She’s 8 months old already – only a few short mi the until she turns one! So be on the lookout for a post all about her grand entrance into this world. 

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The Boys

I could spend hours going back and reading old posts from this blog… it reminds me how important it is to continue posting regularly. I don’t really do it for anyone but myself. (I’m so selfish.) But I know its the best way for me to document our lives and have something to look back on. Photo albums and baby books just aren’t my thing, I guess. Since we moved out of the house last summer I feel like consistency has not been my strongest skill. I’m going back over the past (almost) year to catch up on what all the ol’ blog has missed out on. Forgive my out of date info, but I want these moments to live in internet world forever…

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Patience and Purpose

We are still patiently waiting for the right person to come along and purchase our house. We are also patiently waiting to sign a contract on our land. (I’m already claiming it as ours.) Patience seems to be a virtue hard earned. While we wait, we have already been making plans. Its hard not to get excited about the possibilities of the future, but its also important to stay focused on the purpose. Why are we moving? For a long time, I have felt God pulling me towards Patrick’s hometown. The closer I get to Him, the more I believe this is what he wants for our family. Considering how opposed I was to it in the past, I can tell this is His will and not mine. He is giving me the desires of my heart. We want to be closer to our friends – to raise our children in a tightly knit group of Christians who share our same values. There is something to be said about small towns, but more so for even smaller ones. Pell City is growing quickly, which isn’t a bad thing, but not necessarily the best when you have kids. There are four different elementary schools and one big high school. I graduated with two-hundred-fifty-something people. Patrick graduated with only fifty-something, most of whom still live there. Not because they have to because they got stuck there or couldn’t get out, but because they wouldn’t dream of going anywhere else. Yes, we will be further away from our families and I will have to drive 280 to work, but when God calls you to do something, you don’t worry about the details, you just do it. This is His plan, not ours.