Day Two Thousand and Eighty-One

The Third Cake Start

 

Dad's pwesent! "We dotta div it to da Dada," she exclaimed! Biggest toddler heart I know. 

And biggest milk chugger I know - also the messiest too! By the time she's finished, her entire face is covered in milk drops. But she manages to get PLENTY in her tum, as evidenced by her rolly arms and squirrel cheeks!

 

We made supper and watched Dad for the first time on the "perputer." 

  

Safe to say we like it better in person...or even at least on tv is better...buuuuuut that's just not our story right now. And we're (I'm) trying hard to prayerfully and purposefully find contentment in where the Lord has us today. He pitched better yesterday, but still continuing to find his groove again. 

5IP, 7H, 5R, 3ER, 1BB, 3K and a ND

 

One thing I've really learned through this season of our lives is just how deceptive our emotions are at times. Especially mine. Especially after giving birth. Especially all alone. Especially after moving three times and having no steady anything. Emotions are such bad liars and instead of acting on what I KNOW to be true, my emotions hijack my heart and keep me from finding rest in what I know to be actually true. Amelia hugged me yesterday SO concerned and said, "Mommy don't cry! Mommy it's ok!" And you know what? She's right. My two year old has better perspective than I do. And I need better perspective because my emotions are deceiving me and my family and everyone who knows what we're going through. What's important is not Adam's career in baseball. Yeah, it's awesome and we love it. But he's - and we - are not defined by it. What's important is the gospel. What's important is the reality of heaven and hell and where you'll end up in just a few short years. What's important is the decision you make about Christ and the cross. What's important is a strong marriage that depicts the gospel and showing these little babes just how much they're loved and cherished by not only us, but by their Creator. If - as my pastor so often reminds us - I "forget what I feel and remember what I know," this whole situation becomes just a detour on our grand adventure of living as obedient Believers in Christ and not some drama fest that centers around me and my comforts and desires. It's a hard place to be right now. My heart is fighting my head, but it has forced me to grow in ways I desperately needed to and for that, I can't argue. Continue praying for me. And if you hear me complaining, abruptly tell me to shut up please ;)