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One year ago (almost exactly to the day) I sat listening to a song I had never heard before, tears streaming down my face, my heart torn between despair and hope of what 2010 held. The song by Christy Nockels hit me so deep to my core as I sat surrounded by 20,000+ college students at Passion 2010 because I felt like it was written for just one person in the arena - for me. And I felt as if she

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A pure bundle of joy, inspiration, hope, victory...

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Well, we're waiting...and trying to do it patiently. Still no baby. She's not overdue yet, but like most women at this point, I am...overdone. :) I see her pretty little face every Friday morning on the ultrasound but somehow I think she'll be just a little more cuddly than she is on a flat black and white screen.I can't wait to hold her. For now, here are some pics of her room - ready and

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These figures that sit in my home were a gift from my mother this year.These faceless figures represent my Glory Babies who, no doubt, have had a glorious year together in heaven.__________________________________________________________________Most remember where they were nine years ago.I remember most where I was one year ago.This date rings familiar for so many and is connected with tragedy,

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I've neglected by blog...And now I find myself with a list of things to write about and the fear of boring you with a long, exaggerated post.I'll start with the (increasingly) obvious fact that I am 30 weeks pregnant and fastly approaching the day when, Lord willing, we'll met our little girl. What I'm realizing is that there is so much preparation that goes into having a baby - birth plans, baby

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I have made it to the halfway mark. My baby tracker emails have welcomed me to the second half of my pregnancy. Everyday, my first stretch after I wake up, (or the nagging urge to use the bathroom) reminds me of the little miracle who has taken residence in my belly. My first few steps out of bed are filled with an awe-filled appreciation - and sometimes disbelief - that I've made it another

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A couple of nights ago, I got in bed...nauseous. I was in a bad mood because I have waiting (impatiently) for 7 weeks for my sickness to ease up to no avail. It was early....only about 9:30pm. My pity party kept me up for a bit, until I realized I wasn't going to fall asleep anytime soon. I felt stillness next to me in the form of my husband, who had journeyed off into dreamland. I was wide awake

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To try and give you a glimpse inside my mind over the last month or so (or the last year, for that matter) would only leave me short of describing the emotional roller coaster and mental battle I've had going on within me. Even though I've been told I wear my heart on my sleeve, (and tears and snot on some days) trying to explain my heart will prove to be impossible - mostly because I can't often

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I've heard a lot of things that mom's appreciate while their kids are growing up - things that they are thankful for that they don't want to take for granted. Some as little as a certain type of pacifier or a special "miracle blanket." Some may say its that show that gives them the thirty minutes of peace and quiet. Others will breath the words, "I'm so thankful she wasn't hurt more," or "I'm so

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This is 3 months old Graham Carpenter, whose short life ended yesterday. His mother, Shelly, wrote on her facebook status this morning that they were "living a nightmare." Throughout the tragedy in my life, God has used people like Shelly to intercede and approach the throne in prayer on my behalf and when I didn't have the strength to. And now I'm asking you to do that with me for Shelly and her

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Oh, 2009.I still can't believe the year we've had. Although the memories of 2009 still seem as vivid as if they happened yesterday, looking back on a year ago seems so far away. God has done amazing things in my life - things that made no sense to me at all - and He was sovereign through it all.I could view this year with some stats and feel pretty hopeless; two failed pregnancies, months of

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Come, Thou long expected JesusBorn to set Thy people free;From our fears and sins release us,Let us find our rest in Thee.Israel's strength and consolation,Hope of all the earth Thou art;Dear desire of every nation,Joy of every longing heart.Born Thy people to deliver,Born a child and yet a King,Born to reign in us forever,Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.By Thine own eternal SpiritRule in all our

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My sweet child, I can't help but think about the moments I would be having on this day had God not taken you to heaven before I could even lay eyes on you. This date, your due date, will forever remind you of the heavenly life you're living, having been spared of the pain life on this earth can often bring. I am embracing, in new ways everyday, the blessing that it is to know that the same thing

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I think God uses children to share emotions and encouragement that sometimes, we adults, could sure learn from. They are so honest and sincere and are blessed to not be burdened about "saying the right thing". I've been blessed by several kids in my life over the last 9 months that I thought I'd bless you (three) with. Some will make you smile (as they did for me) and some may make you cry (as

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As I was driving the other morning, I sat at a red light and watched as nearly a dozen brown UPS trucks turned onto the road in front me, no double filing out together having just been filled with the day's deliveries. The entourage in front of me made me smile as I imagined them all standing in a circle before boarding their door-less trucks preparing to make a lot of people's lives a little

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If I were still pregnant......I'd probably be proudly flaunting a growing bump....I would no doubt still be complaining about nausea and exhaustion....I would be eating guilt free over the holidays....I'd have picked paint colors for the nursery....Matt and I would have added a name to our family list....My fall "non-pregnant" clothes would be packed away, replaced by elastic waistlines and long

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I started writing two posts this morning...mostly complaining and talking about my view of this situation as cruelty and how it all seems a little unfair. I never finished them because pushing "publish post" would only show my defeat and failure and would chalk up a victory for the devil. Then Matt, who I realize more and more each day is hurting just as much, shared this podcast with me by Perry

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I Will Carry YouThere were photographs I wanted to takeThings I wanted to show youSing sweet lullabies, wipe your teary eyesWho could love you like this?People say that I am brave but I'm notTruth is I'm barely hanging onBut there's a greater storyWritten long before meBecause He loves you like thisSo I will carry youWhile your heart beats hereLong beyond the empty cradleThrough the coming yearsI

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On my way to my ultrasound this morning, my heart was heavy with the thought of my first lost baby. It was so overwhelming. Thinking back to March, remembering the pain of that loss. I was moved to tears knowing he's in heaven worshiping our sovereign God enjoying the only life he's known. And my heart was glad. I pictured him looking down on his mom, as I anticipated new pictures of the newest

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Watching Matt with our nephew, Braden, confirmed once again what a great daddy he will be...

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I have been feeling pretty bad that I've been neglecting my blog (again). It's not because my life is uneventful or I'm not learning anything, or that I'm too busy to keep my readers (the 3 of you) deprived of the life of Katie. But now is a good time to write...I just boiled some water to make some soup and while I was waiting I opened my email. My water is still boiling (or maybe gone) because

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This past week, Matt and I vacationed for a week in Ocean City NJ with his family. I was the (willing) designated photographer and I made this slideshow featuring some of the best photos and events of the week. Enjoy!EDITED: Apparently you can't use a downloaded song in a video to post on facebook or youtube. I will try and post another video so that the sound will work soon.

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I had the amazing opportunity to join Matt, my sister Laura and her husband Shawn for the Hillsong United concert last night. What an amazing encounter with believers of a huge God...Who also met us there in that place. In my current state of loss...both a baby, and now a job, my certainty and hope is found in nothing that I can see or touch...and it's hard.I would lying if I told you that I

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Beth Moore hit a homerun with this poem she wrote. My friend Heather shared it with me at a time recently I was wrestling with questions and frustration with my inability to understand God's plan for my life...no matter how perfect it is.I hope you enjoy it too!The Life I Plannedby Beth MooreHas someone seen the life I planned?It seems it's been misplacedI've looked in every cornerIt's lost

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I am proud to present to my readers (all three of you) my beautiful new niece, Leah Shay Morris. Born May 5, 2009 at 8:18pm at 8lbs 10ozs, 21 inches long. I think I kissed her sweet cheeks about a hundred and seven times.

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This morning, I am sitting with my nephew, Wyatt - an almost-big brother of a baby sister to be named shortly - waiting for her to make her appearance to this world. Wyatt doesn't know what's about to hit him...and he's perfectly content to watch TV, naive to how this baby will rock his world. But for now, he's happy with the cartoon on the television, the Lightning McQueen car in his hand, and

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Awhile back my mom asked me if I was going to do anything to remember the baby - a sort of symbol of God's grace and provision. Yesterday, she gave me that gift. I already wear a silver disk with my initials and anniversary date on it and mom's gift is a perfect addition to the other significant day in my life...

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Even at the highest points, standing on my tip-toes to see the Light of Glory on the horizon, I still feel the cold and emptiness of this darkness. It creeps in so quickly and stings my heart, triggering the tears. I can rarely stop it.When I feel like I'm being restored in one part of my heart, I feel another part of me crumble. I found these lyrics online tonight that remind to there is more to

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It was the first thing I thought of this morning. Christ died. Someone's Son died. We gasp at those words today from the horror of such difficult loss for earthly families. And I think Good Friday passes most people by without them stopping to ponder that event. It's just another day off of work, right? I feel like I'm being pushed back to the very basics of the gospel this year. Christ died. And

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...Save us Lord!My pastor shared with us from Daniel yesterday in our Palm Sunday Worship service. And (oh my) what perspective I have gained! I was so blessed to hear these stories again, that I've heard many times before, with a new set of ears. Curtis spoke of the fiery furnaces and pits of lions we find ourselves in throughout our lives that we call on God to save us from. And this is the

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I don't remember who texted the phrase to me last night "his mercies are new every morning" but I remember I felt encouraged to lay my confused head on my pillow knowing there was promise for this morning.But it hurts this morning.The mornings are the hardest for me. I work from home...alone. My house feels empty. Still and quiet. And every morning I am consumed by a heart burdened for answers

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When I was pregnant, I signed up to receive weekly email updates informing me of the new developments of my growing baby. It was a way to encourage me through another week of the overwhelming nausea I experienced up until last week. Yesterday, I received my 10 week update...I took a deep breath, read that my baby would be the size of a kumquat and was growing fingernails. Then I promptly

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I am thankful for God's mercy when His children resist and struggle so much to the point of doubt and despair. I know I felt that despair last night with unanswered questions and a pain and hollowness that seemed to take over my body. I can just picture God watching me struggle and weep and I do believe he wept with me. He knew, however, that His promise would reveal itself to me today and that I

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With the events of the last few days unfolding so quickly before my eyes, it's hard to believe that all I seek now is patience. My child slipped away...a baby I waited patiently for, who was gone before I could even see it's beating heart.I had to write simply because I am filling up inside with emotion that makes no sense to me. One moment calm and understanding. The next, I'm filled with

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Today is just surreal. Slept very little last night. I think as the pain and loss intensifies, I cannot fathom how many families have dealt with this...maybe even more than once. I remembered a song I heard many years ago while I was lying awake last night and when I played it this morning, I was so overwhelmed by promise after promise in every word of this song.Tears flow freely in this house

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The previous post has been deleted simply because there is a new plan on the horizon. A different sort of pregnancy test...The baby I was growing for the last 9 weeks was adopted into the Kingdom of Heaven sooner than our feeble minds could conceive. As I think about the vacant womb I saw on the ultrasound monitor, I also think about that new life with our Father in Heaven. God blessed us with a

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...from various random events.

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What's cuter than a 2 year old with peanut butter and jelly all over his face, peeling his own clementine, and making a cheese face?

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Day of Thanksgiving #28: The Panera Parking Lady. I don't even know her name. But every time I drive up to the parking booth to pay my $.50-$1.00 for parking (depending on how long I've chatted with whoever I was eating with), this sweet lady smiles and waves me through. I don't pay a dime. Now, I always have my money in hand, ready to pay. I never take this gift she gives me for granted. I am so

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Day of Thanksgiving #27: Tradition & Reflection. Today we celebrated another year of blessing and provision. My dad always say, "we don't have any traditions". But in the last few years, we have realized that there really are things we do every year - things we come to rely on for our security and happiness. We laugh about some things that have become tradition simply because we're reminded of

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Day of Thanksgiving #26: My sister, Carrie. Don't think for a moment that I'm playing favorites. I love all my siblings. The last 6 months, though, have given me the opportunity to be with Carrie more often. Since I work from home, and Carrie stays home to raise Wyatt, we've had several opportunities to meet for lunch, or just spend the day together on our respective computers. Carrie and I have

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Day of Thanksgiving #25: Catching up. Today I went shopping at the Lancaster outlets for Christmas gifts and more. It was such a blessing to not only get a jump start on my shopping, but to meet with friends I went to college with. We sat at dinner, at Panera of course (maybe Panera should be a day of thanksgiving post) talking and catching up. We picked right up where we left off and had a great

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Day of Thanksgiving #24: Drive-thrus. You don't have to get out of your car on a rainy day, and you dont have load all your belongings up in your purse to take in with you. You often get a giggle from trying to understand the static-y voice in the speaker, and try and picture what they look like before ever seeing their faces. And, your food stays warm in the bag until you can enjoy your

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Can you guess what Drew is doing?

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Day of Thanksgiving #23: My new camera. Ever since the UPS man rang my doorbell and I turned it on, I've been so thankful for this great gift to myself. Coaching volleyball enabled me to get a little extra cash to invest in a camera I've been wanting for quite awhile. I've taken so many pictures already. I'm still adjusting to it but I've been able to make a lot of people smile....or furrow their

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Day of Thanksgiving #22: Being on THIS side of it. I watched my sister-in-law run the Rehoboth Marathon today. It was freezing. And the whole time I was journeying from point to point on the race map, I was SO thankful to be done with my marathon. SO thankful to not being running today in the fuh-reezing weather.I am thankful for running. The ability to run.And I'm thankful to not HAVE to run.

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Day of Thanksgiving #21: Disinfecting Wipes. What? I'm wasting a whole day of thanksgiving on disinfecting wipes? Well, I warned you they might be little and insignificant. But disinfecting wipes have played a huge roll in my stress relief this year. I've been doing more cooking in hopes to save money and eat better so the more I'm in the kitchen, the more I love these wipes!

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Day of Thanksgiving #20: Someone who just gets me. Tonight I went to a movie with a friend. And it takes a certain friend to see this movie with me. My girlfriend and I saw High School Musical 3. We, along with 3 other people in the whole theater, got comfy in the front row of the theater, junk food at either side of us, as we laughed and laughed and laughed at the humorous yet entertaining

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Day of Thanksgiving #19: Healing. It's remarkable. It's unbelievable. It's something only God can do. I'm thankful for healing. It happens in so many ways - some minor, some extraordinary. But all amazing. I will never stop being amazed by an act of healing...whether I experience the healing, or I see the healing around me.

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I took photos of Matt's cousin Kelly's 6 month old little girl, Madelyn. Here's are two of my favorites from the day. I won't spoil them all - I'll give Kelly that privilege.

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Day of Thanksgiving #18: Matt....again. I'm allowed to say that I'm thankful for him twice. I'm so thankful for Matt and how hard he works. 3 days a week, he leaves his regular day job and heads to do personal training an extra 2.5 hours a day. Needless to say, he comes home exhausted, but I'm so thankful for his hard work to be able give us a little extra.I love you, Matt.

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I was graciously offered the chance to be featured on a blog of a total stranger, who stumbled up on my baby booties at Etsy.com. Sweet Irie, a blog written by a sweet woman named Michele featured yours truly - a little about myself, some pictures of my booties (for the babies, not my backside) and of course, a link and a good plug to my Etsy shop. I'm so pumped to see what kind of traffic this

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Day of Thanksgiving #17: Pictures. I sat with my sister-in-law tonight looking through folder after folder of pictures from college, ski trips, Christmases, birthdays, births, and lots of just random events. I'm so thankful for the invention that has evolved into something so common and yet still so amazing. Not only do I have a brain to generally remember all those events, but I also have about

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Day of Thanksgiving #16: Naps. There is nothing too minor to be thankful for. I got to take a nap on Sunday for the first time in...several months. It was awesome. I fell asleep when it was light out, and woke up when the sun had set. I woke up so refreshed.I couldn't sleep that night, but it felt grrrrreat at the time.I'm also thankful for my new couch that made this nap possible.

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I spent a few hours alone with my favorite nephew, Wyatt. We did our usual...watched cars and jumped off the step-down in my living room. I was working in the kitchen for a few minutes and when I returned, this is how I found my man. I guess he wanted to be IN the movie. This was the only still moment of the morning. Right after this, he turned around and yelled, "KaCHOW" just like Lightning

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I decided a needed a change. Since I just painted the living room, I figured I would just settle with a new blog header. If you have always wanted a blog header that pops but don't have the tools or ideas to do it with, let me know. I'd be happy to help. Consider it your Christmas gift from me to you. (That means I'll do it for free, of course).Please don't hesitate to ask!

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Or maybe some special christmas cards to put those adorable pictures of your kids or dog in? Visit my creative site or my etsy shop for some great ideas and handmade items ready to order. I've recently begun selling Gift Bundles for baby and mom - a preciously packaged basket of assorted handmade baby items. Bundles could include baby booties, a set of 5 handmade cards the mommy can use for

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Day of Thanksgiving #15: Rain. It's good for the ground and trees in the summer. It's good for people's allergies in the spring. It's good for making memories. I have a lot of memories of rain. Running and jumping in the knee deep puddles in front of the house I grew up in. Training for my marathon - 8 miles in the rain. Hearing the rain on the flap protecting us from getting wet in the Algonquin

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Day of Thanksgiving #14: A singing family. Today I spent my afternoon with a few of my musical siblings and my one musical nephew. We were practicing for sunday worship - but we were worshiping right there. We didn't need a congregation and microphones.I listened for a moment and heard joyous praise...the strumming of a guitar, the powerfully sung melody, and an exuberant 2 year old with rubber

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I'm not running out of things to be thankful for and I'm not having trouble thinking of things. I just simply don't have enough hours in the day....although I am thankful for the 24 that I do get!Day of Thanksgiving #13: Mercy. I do marvel at the mercy of God everyday. However, on this particular day I received some mercy from someone else.From a Newark City cop. I got pulled over...and my

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Day of Thanksgiving #12: Time away, and coming home again. Matt has had several business trips that take him out of town...sometimes out of state. This past week, he spent the first half of the week in Oklahoma. During his time away, I usually fill my evenings with productive things. I make cards, I make baby booties, I clean my house, I paint the living room. Things that keep me up until the wee

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See my new baby booties!

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Day of Thanksgiving #10: Change of season. As I sat in my dining room with 6 other ladies making Christmas cards, it only felt appropriate to be playing Christmas music. As each of us were bopping our heads and harmonizing with Bing Crosby, Wham, and the Backstreet Boys at the most appropriate moments, I found myself energized with the season upon us. As Matt said this weekend, "I'm just going to

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If you haven't already, pop on over to my new blog katiehallcreative.blogspot.com. I just posted a new photo of a favorite new hobby of mine...baby booties! I'll be posting more tomorrow of the new ones I made tonight. Hope you'll visit!

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Day of Thanksgiving #9: Family. We spend almost every sunday night with my family around the dinner hour. Sometimes we cook, sometimes we order in. This sunday, I had my family (and some adopted others that we love) over to my house for homemade pizza - a traditional recipe my dad passed on to me. Twelve of us gathered in my (small) dining room that seemed filled with laughter and love. It

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(I know I'm a few days behind...)Day of Thanksgiving #8: Retreat. Time away. Rest from the everyday. I was able to spend my saturday away from home, with other women from my church, learning about the unique creations that we are. I love home - but I'm thankful for the energy and refreshment I get from being away. When I got home, I found out that Matt had a little retreat of his own right on

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Day of Thanksgiving #7: Making memories. Like, making U-turns for a cup of crab chowder. Or, kissing a plastic singing deer head on the wall of a diner. Or, stopping at the favorite restaurant of each individual person in the car for dinner so that everyone is satisfied. Or, taking jumping pictures over and over again until your camera battery dies.These are some of the memories I made on

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Day of Thanksgiving #6: Work. What? Am I crazy? I'm thankful for work? I guess the reason I could say that is that this was a particularly hard and busy day of work. I work from home, which is a blessing most days. Other days, I can really never leave the office. I worked this particular day until midnight. I was tired. My neck and eyes hurt from sitting at my computer all day long.But I went to

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Tonight I had some friends over for some craft time. We each created different things. Some create cards, some did scrapbooks, and others made christmas gift tags. We all enjoyed the fellowship.Emily and her creationsAll the mustache ladies

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some of my creations from tonightDay of Thanksgiving #5: Creativity. Tonight I had the fun opportunity to make a mess and get glue all over everything. In other words, I had friends over to be crafty! It was such a refreshing reminder that God created us each so individually. It was interesting to see what everyone created and how we each have such different talents. I'm thankful for the ability

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Day of Thanksgiving #4: In God We Trust. Not "in country", not "in Obama", not "in media", not "in ourselves." Thank God. In the flurry of election activities and the disappointment or joy you may be feeling, I hope you remember Who controls this country. Not a man, or a group of people in "seats". But, in GOD.As we look through unclear lenses to the next few years, I'm so thankful that our hope

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Day of Thanksgiving #3: Provision. Whether it's financial or emotional or spiritual, I'm thankful for the way I'm "looked out for." I'm thankful for a boss who not only gives me a paycheck, but who sticks up for me against abrasive clients. I'm thankful for a husband who works hard for that little bit extra to allow us to have a few "nicer things." I'm thankful for unexpected gift cards for a

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So I'm playing a little bit of catch up. Be prepared to read a few random posts in the next week. I have several events I want to dedicate posts to so you'll see new ones little by little. One day I'll be caught up.Here is a video I took of Wyatt (the cheeseburger) on Halloween night AFTER all the candy he ate from Aunt Katie. He usually does this when he comes over because he loves to jump down

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Wouldn't that be awesome? I'd gain 30 pounds!No seriously....November is the month of Thanksgiving. We reflect a lot on what we're thankful for when we're around the turkey and trimmings, but I wondered what our lives would be like if we saw things everyday to be thankful for, rather than just taking those things for granted-no matter how big or small.I had the idea during a run one day a few

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30,000participants2,700dollars raised for cancer1,800footsteps400miles of preparation126days of training66charities supported58encouraging text messages26.2miles covered11food and water stops8family members to cheer for us5hours of runningcountlesswhispered prayers1God glorified.

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As we were pulling out of our neighborhood this morning to begin our trek to DC for the Marathon this weekend, I saw a friendly face to start the journey. I smiled as I saw Old Man Runner, in full stride, pass in front of the car.My pride wanted me to yell out the window, "Hey, I'm running a marathon tomorrow!".Maybe I shouldn't get ahead of myself.I think he would be proud.

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I thought I'd post part of an email I sent out to donors and potential donors for our marathon this Sunday. It is coming quickly and we're excited to run and excited to finished with training for awhile. :) We're so thankful to have capable bodies given to us by God to complete such a physically and mentally trying challenge. I looked at our training schedule this week and felt so amazed looking

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This is sort of fun.....8 things I did yesterday1. Sat in church with 3 of my best friends2. Spent $223 at Panera (seriously)3. Threw a bridal shower4. Made some punch5. Smiled for 30 pictures6. Sat in a car for 2.5 hours7. Marveled at the carpentry skills of my husband8. Went to bed at 9p.m.8 favorite places to eat - in no particular order1. Taco Bell2. Neato Burrito3. Chic-fil-a4. Panera Bread5

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Yesterday, I was on the last half mile of my run and off in the distance I could see the struggled stride of Old Man Runner. Like clockwork. As I got closer, making sure I was attempting eye contact in case he decided to acknowledge me, he looked up and pointed at me with a nod as if he was saying "There's my girl." As we passed, I smiled and was delighted at Old Man Runner's reaction to seeing

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(click on image to enlarge!)

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If it was on these burp cloths! I got inspired by a baby shower I attended in the spring and had the chance to make some for two friends who are (and were) pregnant. The first set was for my old co-worker and current friend, Dulci who is having her first child this winter. The gender neutral colors was a fun challenge.The second set was for oldest and dearest friend, Kristin, and her new baby,

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Yesterday, I took Macy Gibson, black eye and all, out for an afternoon of lunch and errands. When I asked her where she wanted to go for lunch she said, "MOES!" A child after my own heart! Moe's is one of my favorite places to eat. This growing 6 year old consumed two whole chicken tacos and lots of chips! Here are some photos (most courtesy of Macy) of our afternoon out. Thanks for a fun

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Almost every time I run, I see the same older man running. Hardly ever on the same road as the last time, and at various times in the day. And, as most runners do, I wave to him and smile every time. Old Man Runner is grumpy because he hardly ever smiles or waves back.Old Man Runner is in great shape. He doesn't have a great stride. In fact, when I see him from a distance it often looks like he's

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6:20 a.m. and Matt realized his alarm didn't wake him up, and he jolted himself out of bed with a plan to be at work by 6:30. I should have known right then we'd have one of those days...6:45, I found out shortly after he left that he forgot his phone.I had a nightmare between 6:30 and 7:30...a parking attendant in Philly was chasing me around trying to kill me.7:30, I felt SO groggy from running

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What fun to see the delight of a brand new five-year-old when she discovers she has 3 more webkinz to add to her collection. We celebrated the five years of Miss Macy Grace Gibson with a quaint gathering of her biggest fans. Here are some fun moments of the day.The Gibsons: Nolan, Jenna, Sadie, Annie Kate, and Macy (l to r)Crazy Birthday GirlOne of my favorite moments of the day. Heather left me

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Two weekends ago, Matt and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary in New York City. We had a GREAT time getting to know the city and playing tourists covering as actual New Yorkers. At the beginning of the weekend I hid the map of the Manhattan in my purse so no one would see the me looking at it...I lost that pride after the first half of the first day. Who cares? I realized I'd never see these

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It was an exciting event to watch last sunday as Matt competed in his first triathalon! After training for a couple months, Matt swam, biked and ran with nearly 350 other athletes to complete this race as I watched with several other family members. Most nervous about his swim, Matt had a goal to complete the race in approximately 1.5 hours. His actual time: 1:36:48. He was very pleased with is

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going...going...gone...ok....NOW its gone.happiness.

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Well I've loved the idea of working with flowers since high school. I love arranging and growing flowers and I've gotten to feed my desire a few times by dabbling in arranging for my wedding and for a couple of friends' weddings. It started because I wanted to save money and it has become something I want to do more and more!This past weekend, I was given an awesome opportunity to style an entire

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Matt and I are running in the Marine Corps Marathon in Washington D.C. on October 26th. We've already started our training and we're excited to have the chance to run for a cause. We have both lost loved ones to cancer and we thought this would be a cool opportunity to not only raise money for research, but to participate in an event in honor of those we've lost and those that have survived this

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Just wanted to share my favorite picture of Matt this weekend at the beach.

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These shots make me want a Canon 40D very badly. We enjoyed our weekend away at the beach, walking on the boardwalk, shopping, and meals at fun places. Haylie loved the water.

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Last weekend, Matt and I finally got to meet our niece Chamberlin! Matt's cousin's Brandon and Ashleigh had Chamberlin on Matt's birthday on May 1st. She's a happy baby with a cute dimple and she is LONG! We enjoyed a couple of days visiting with Matt's cousins down in DC and then spent the rest of the weekend home for a few low-key days.These are some flowers I picked from my garden! One of the

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I have to get over the fact that I can't always dedicate a whole post to a specific group of pictures. I've take a ton over the last couple of weeks so I figured to relieve myself of the burden of a loaded memory card, I'll just post them in one big post with a (brief) description of the happenings of my life in the last few weeks. I didn't have the time to edit the photos at all so here they are

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One thing I've enjoyed this spring and summer is trying my hand at gardening. I haven't updated in awhile so I went out and snapped some pics during my daily walk through my garden. I'm absolutely amazed that these things came from seeds! Enjoy these before and after shots and see the growth thats taken place!I also transplanted some of my flowers along with some new ones to my make-shift

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So I've been pretty lax on my blogging lately....not because I forget that I am a self-proclaimed blogger, but because I've been doing something that consumes my time recently. The Smoothie Challenge. Let me explain...About a month ago, I purchased a Nike+ running sensor. It came with a sensor that plugs into my ipod nano and receives a signal from another sensor tied to my shoelaces. As I run,

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As defined by Wikipedia: Parrothead or Parrot Head is a commonly used nickname for fans of Jimmy Buffett. Origin: The term "Parrothead" began at a Jimmy Buffett concert in Ohio. At the show, Jimmy commented about everyone wearing Hawaiian shirts and parrot hats and how they kept coming back to see his shows, similar to "deadheads". The term "Parrothead" was coined to describe each of those fans.

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Although this congratulations is long overdue, I figured better late than never. On Memorial Day, Matt and I joined about a dozen of our friends in a celebratory dinner with our friend's Lauren and Matt who got engaged that day! We're so happy for Matt and Lauren! I'm also flattered to be Lauren's maid of honor for her wedding in December of this year! Congratulations, Lauren and Matt!

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Some of you may know of the family in PA, the Bruders, that I used to babysit for since their oldest, Lilly, was about 2 months old. She just turned 3 in April! Their second, Kate, just turned one at the beginning of this month. They were nice enough to invite us down to their home in the Outer Banks, NC for a couple of days before Memorial Day. Matt and I drove down Thursday night and arrived at

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