100 Day Challenge...Days Six and Seven

I have stayed with it even though I haven't been documenting it...and even though it hasn't been fun! But...it has been challenging and I think that's the point of the whole thing! =)

Sunday was DAY SIX. It was a nasty rainy day. My plan was to go to Zumba at 2:00. Well, by the time we got home from church and ate lunch I realized I wasn't going to make it to a class. So, I napped. And this happened...

I ended up going on a walk. In the cold. In the rain. In the dark. Not fun. But because I napped instead of going to the Y, I had to make up for it later. Ugh. But, day six was complete.

DAY SEVEN was spent in the most intense class I have been in since having Easton. Not just the most intense class but the most intense workout. It's a class called R.I.P.P.E.D. Seriously, that's how it's spelled. =) If you are interested, you can go to YouTube and type in the class name and see demonstrations from the class. I was sweating and sore...it was fun! =)

I have started to realize the point of the 100 Day Challenge and having "intentional exercise" as part of my day. It's all about creating a discipline. After a week I have already noticed that at the beginning of the day (or the night before) I start to plan what my workout is going to be.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

100 Day Challenge...Day Five

Hey, it might have been done at 11:12pm but I did it!! If it's all about "intentional exercise" then I was intentional about working out with a few Zumba videos on YouTube.

I think I could have gone without it because I spent multiple hours of the day cleaning which I feel counts as exercise. But for those who don't agree (and for my conscience that won't allow me to not check it off my list for the day), I made sure I ended the day with something.

Everyone else is sleeping and I am Zumba-ing. Something is wrong with me. Goodnight.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Humbled

I am sure y'all are the most patient parents ever and you never experience "the end of your rope" with your child/children. I am sure your buttons are never pushed...you never count down to bedtime...you never have to repeat requests or demands...and your child/children never just flat out get on your nerves. Well...I am jealous! Patience is not my best quality. However, since I am willing to accept that I am able to talk myself out of a parental temper tantrum when my boys push my buttons.

One of my boys has a great way of knowing exactly when my patience is wearing thin and exactly what button to push to cause the mommy crazy eyes! Some of y'all know what I am talking about. Of the three of our oldest boys my middle son has a knack for walking right up to the line with his pinky toe barely over the edge. For those of you that know my children, he is also the best cuddler and gives the best hugs so I am sure at some point in my parenting I allowed his "sweetness" (and big brown eyes) to override the defiance or lack of concern.

This past Wednesday at church was one of those times that he really pushed my buttons...and we were in public!!! I was nursing Easton at church before Bible study and I allowed Carson and Dalton to come in the baby room with me since we were a little early. I won't go into detail but my nerves were shot by the time he finally went to his class...which was only about twenty minutes after we got there. I went to my Bible study class needing a fresh word on patience. Seriously.

Here's the thing. He is so sweet. He is a great kid. He is respectful of other adults (so I'm told) and gets along well with his peers. It's me. It's our personalities. I acknowledge that. I am aware and do my best to parent him knowing that we are different. His big brother is so much like me that I know how to parent him in a way that just doesn't work with the middle man. Am I the only one that has experienced this?

Ok...so I got out of Bible study and went down to the children's wing to get the boys.

This is what Carson's teacher gave me.

Carson came out of his class singing, "Give thanks to the Lord for he is good..." He was so excited about the song and his turkey. Then, I looked at it. Oh my. His teacher went on to tell me that "mommy" was the top of his thankful list.

Cue the teary eyes.

Thankful for the humility that parenting can bring. I think about this turkey when I am having "a moment" with my sweet little man. He really is precious  and I am so thankful for so many things he does that me laugh or make my mommy heart melt.

Carson, Mommy loves you to the moon and back...even on the days you drive me to crazy eyes...and I am so thankful for you!!



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

100 Day Challenge...Day Four

I am writing this a day late but I did meet my goal yesterday...with Zumba!

I don't have a picture because I didn't take my phone in but I have witnesses! =)


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

100 Day Challenge...Day Three

Today was a little different but I did it!!

I go to Bible study at church on Wednesday mornings so I knew getting any exercise this morning would be out of the question. We go to church on Wednesday evenings, too, so my plan was to walk around the neighborhood (yes, in the freezing cold) after church since Nate would be home. I could feed Easton and go on a walk...alone! =)

Well, Nate ended up meeting up with a friend after church which threw my whole plan out the window. So, plan B...

Workout videos with the boys! ...Yes, they have clothes on!

We did a little Zumba, a little ab workout, and some stretching. I must say, they make Zumba VERY interesting!! =)

Day three is in the books...planning to be back at the Y for day four.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

100 Day Challenge...Day Two

Well, today was day two of the 100 day challenge and I did an hour of ZUMBA!!

I hadn't been to Zumba since I was about twenty weeks pregnant with Easton so I was excited when my friend, Tamera, agreed to go with me!! It was fun and a great workout.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

100 Day Challenge

My friend, Erin, has challenged me to a 100 day challenge...and I accept!

www.elennon8712.wordpress.com

I told Nate about the challenge and he will hold me accountable to it but I will use our blog as a source of accountability too.

So, today counted as DAY ONE!! Woohoo!!!

For the past few weeks I have been walking at the YMCA a couple times a week. I put Easton in his sling or backpack and walk the indoor or outdoor track.

At first I was only able to walk about twenty minutes before getting sore but the last few times I have walked close to an hour. Easton will be six weeks old tomorrow which means I can put him in childcare and begin more intense workouts...like Zumba, my favorite!!!!

The challenge is "intentional exercise" which doesn't mean I have to go to the Y every day. If I don't have time or feel like loading up the boys to go to the Y then I can walk/run around the neighborhood.

So...does anyone want to join me in the challenge??



His,
Meg
Zeph, 3:17

Raw

Easton is five weeks and two days old.

He isn't sleeping through the night or even half of it. 

His brothers don't care that I don't get much sleep. 

His Daddy still has to work regardless of my need for a day of rest.

I am tired. 

I have tried to maintain some normalcy for the older boys. I have tried to make the transition as easy as possible for them. We have our routine like we did before Easton was born. I am trying. 

Some nights I go to bed feeling like I failed as a parent that day. 

I feel like I said, "No", "Stop". "Don't do that", "Go to your room", "I mean seriously..." way more times than I would like. 

I sigh with frustration when they gripe and complain about picking up their toys. "Why can't you just do it for us?" This is after I have washed and folded their laundry, mopped the bathroom floor (again) because of "bad aim", washed their dishes only to get more dishes dirty as I prepare yet another meal ...I could go on. 

I wonder if Jesus was even present in my words or attitude. 

Those are not fun days. 

Some nights I go to bed feeling completely exhausted but thankful for a good day. 

I didn't have to break up a fight or clean up more than one cup of spilled milk. 

I actually took a shower...and got to rinse the soap off. 

The boys acted like they liked each other and even cheered each other on during their basketball game.

The blessing at dinner was genuine and heartfelt...and they thanked him for me. 

Maybe I am doing something right. 

Being a mommy is hard work. It doesn't matter if you have one child or ten...it's a high calling that requires lots of patience and prayer! There are more good days than not-so-good days and I am so thankful for four happy healthy boys. He is using the little men he has blessed me with to grow me in Christlikeness. Right now he is using the youngest to teach me patience...especially when he wakes up multiple times during the night."

I have had several people tell me that I am "in the trenches." These trenches are crucial times for spiritual foundations for my boys and spiritual growth for me. I don't want to miss that.

I am tired. 

I am blessed. 

I am thankful. 

His, 

Meg 

Zeph. 3:17

My Plans

Yesterday morning started a little rough. I woke up having some pregnancy related issues but didn't really think too much about it. Honestly, I had "issues" for three months so I had learned to just keep going and not make it too much of a big deal. So, Nate went to work. I got the boys ready, took Brandon to school, and the other two boys and I headed to the Y so I could work a shift in YPlay. I hadn't been at the Y five minutes when I really started thinking something wasn't quite right. I ended up calling my doctor to let him know that I had some bleeding and soreness and wanted to make sure he didn't want me to go for an ultrasound. Long story short...he didn't send me to ultrasound. He asked me to go to the hospital to be put on a monitor. Uhm, what?!

I am so thankful for my sweet co-workers and friends that prayed with me and loved on me as I had a mild freak out moment! =) I ended up calling Nate and asking him to come and get me at work and take me to the hospital. I called Tiffany (my amazing sister) and asked her to come to the Y and get Carson and Dalton. It all worked out. Everyone was taken care of and I was put in a hospital gown and on a baby monitor. 

We quickly learned that baby Easton and I were fine. Contractions were controllable. Blood pressure was good. My water hadn't broken. I was 100% certain we were going home and I was going to apologize to everyone for inconveniencing them. WRONG. I was admitted to a room and told I would be delivering my baby boy at 5:30 that evening. WHAT?!?!?! 

I thought the doctor was kidding and gave him several opportunities to take it back and send me home. Yeah, he wasn't kidding. I had an exam and he was very concerned about the uterine window and my obvious tenderness/soreness with bleeding. So, up to the sixth floor I went...up to the sixth floor to prep for a c-section two weeks before the scheduled date. 

The boys and I had a calendar that counted down to Easton's birthday.

Do you know what this meant?! I had things I needed to get done before October 14th...his scheduled due date. I had PLANS!!!! Ugh. I was upset. I was in tears. This was not okay. 

And then I snapped out of it. We were told about the uterine window at the twenty fourth week of pregnancy. For twelve weeks I had an ultrasound and doctor's visit every week. As I am being wheeled up to the sixth floor of the hospital I had an attitude adjustment. I went from the "woe is me" to extremely thankful that we had made it to thirty six weeks and six days. Easton and I were perfectly fine and everything was going to be okay. 

September 30, 2014 - 5:52pm - Easton Thomas Moore was born. 

7 lbs. and 21 1/2 inches long.

Oh my goodness!!! What a blessing!!! The c-section was great...Easton's blood sugar was awesome in spite of my gestational diabetes...the nurses and doctors were amazing! I am so thankful for this evidence of grace! 

We are still in the hospital and planning to go home on Friday. The other boys are taken care of which I am thankful for. I am ready for our new normal with Easton. I am ready to be home with all of my boys and get back to our normal routine.

Thank you for the prayers!! I had so many emails and texts which was encouraging and comforting.


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

36 Weeks!!

Easton at 36 weeks. If you are like SOMEONE I know, he couldn't tell what this was so...

It's Easton's face from the front. There is a shadow over the top part of his head so it might be hard to tell but what you can see is his eye closed then his nose and open mouth. 

We went for our 36 week check-up this afternoon and everything is great!!! We are set for delivery bright and early on October 14th. THREE WEEKS FROM TODAY!!! 

We are making plans for the "big brothers" and it's all a little overwhelming but this isn't our first rodeo. It's an adjustment but I have no doubt that this little man will fit in just fine!

His, 

Meg 

Zeph. 3:17

35 Weeks and Thankful

Easton and I have made it 35 weeks!

I had an ultrasound and doctor's appointment on Tuesday and left very encouraged.

He is weighing in at 6 lbs 3 oz which means he has only gained 4 oz since two weeks ago. That's awesome considering he had gained 2 lbs between my 31 and 33 week check-ups! =)

My blood pressure is great.
My blood sugars are great.
Easton is even greater.
My doctor is awesome!

We are set to deliver October 14th which is 26 days away!! My doctor is expecting us to make it that long and everything to go smoothly. He said that most "uterine window patients" he sees are either in the hospital on strict bedrest at this point or having two doctor visits a week. He was very encouraging by letting me know how great baby and I are doing. I told him that we have had a lot of people praying! I am so thankful for the prayers and words of encouragement. I have continued working at the Y part time and co-workers have been so understanding!!

He wants to continue to see me every week until delivery because Easton will grow a lot during these last few weeks and he wants to keep an eye on things. He let me know that things could still happen quickly and I need to continue taking it as easy as possible. My response. "Can I take a few weeks off and just call you if I need anything? We can just meet in the delivery room in a few weeks." His response, "Ha! You wish." Yep. I have seen him more than I can imagine ever seeing a doctor and it has been exhausting BUT he has been great and I am thankful for that!



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Jesus Loves Me

This song is off Chris Tomlin's new album. Since it's unreleased, you can't see it on youtube or anywhere else. I hear it on the radio all the time and love it...

I was lost
I was in chains
The world had a hold of me

My heart was stone 
I was covered in shame
When he came for me

I couldn't run, couldn't run from his presence
I couldn't run, couldn't run from his arms

Jesus, he loves me, he loves me, he is for me
Jesus, how can it be, he loves me, he is for me

And it was a fire
Deep in my soul
I'll never be the same

I stepped out of the dark
And into the light
When he called my name

I couldn't run, couldn't run from his presence
I couldn't run, couldn't run from his arms

He holds the stars and he holds my heart
With healing hands that bear the scars
The rugged cross where he died for me
My only hope, my everything


Great song! How true for those of us that have been called and surrendered to him!
I connected with this song the first time I heard it - I couldn't run. The world had a hold me. He holds my heart. He is my only hope. He loves me!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

From the Journal...

I don't typically do this but I felt the need to blog my journal entry from yesterday. Not because it's anything special but because it's what I have been learning lately and instead of rewriting it, it's just easier to copy it.

September 15, 2014

One month from yesterday - Easton's eviction notice...unless he comes sooner. But a month at the latest. For some reason I am most nervous about this one. I don't know if it's because of the issues I have had or the idea of another baby. I love him so much already but I am little nervous. 

Galatians 1:24, "and they glorified God because of me." (Paul) (v. 23) "...He who used to persecute us is now preaching the faith he once tried to destroy." A life transformed bringing glory to God. We all have that story/testimony - or we should. Am I leading others to glorify God?

I feel like the past 5+ years I have lived in a bubble...wife and mommy has been my main focus and I haven't been as excited or as able to serve in ways I could pre-babies :( Some would try to speak encouragement saying, "Oh it's just the phase of life you're in" or "Your ministry right now is at home." Both are true and intended to be spoken with grace BUT we should live without excuse in leading others to glorify God! Without excuse. 

Acts 8 introduces Saul (later known as Paul). 
Acts 8:3, "Saul was ravaging the church and entering house after house, he dragged off men and women and committed them to prison." 
Acts 9:1, "But Saul still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord..."
He was converted!! 
Acts 9:7, "The men who were traveling with him stood speechless..."
Acts 9:15 (to Ananias), "Go, for he (Saul) is a chosen instrument of mine to carry my name before the Gentiles and kings and children of Israel."
Acts 9:18, "...he was baptized..."
Acts 9:20, "Immediately he proclaimed Jesus in the synagogues."

Others questioned his conversion - wouldn't most of us?
He could have used his past as a reason to withhold the gospel from others. He could have waited until he felt better equipped to share Jesus...he could have but he didn't.

Lesson to me...I have no excuse yet I allow myself and others convince me that it's "just a phase of life" or justify by claiming "my ministry is at home" - again both carry truth but personal conviction won't let that be it. 


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Overwhelmed

If you listen to Christian radio then you have probably heard the new song, Overwhelmed, by Big Daddy Weave. Love. this. song.



Overwhelmed...
By creation
By his voice
By his words
By his glory
By his presence
By his mercy
By the power of the cross
By his forgiveness
By all he has done

Have you ever been overwhelmed by who he is? By what he has done?  I can think of numerous times in my life that I have been overwhelmed by his presence and grace. I have been at broken places where I can't believe that he would reveal himself to me, a sinner. I become overwhelmed at his forgiveness and all that he has done for me. It would take writing a book (hey, that's a good idea :)) to explain the ways I have experienced him and heard his voice.

Since Brandon was born (2009) I have struggled with resting in him. I have felt pulled in so many different directions that I haven't felt at ease in my relationship with Christ. That might not make sense to many people and I almost hope no one knows what I am talking about. It's not a good feeling and it's a very restless place to be. I am so thankful to say that in the last year God has overwhelmed me with his undeniable presence and calming voice.

Being a wife and mommy is so rewarding and I have learned more about God through the relationships with my boys. However, being a wife and mommy is hard. It's demanding physically and spiritually and it takes a lot of effort to not get sucked into spiritual lethargy. I love the Lord and words can't adequately express how thankful I am for all he has done for me.

He is beautiful.
He is wonderful.
He is glorious.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Six Weeks and Counting

I started going to the doctor every Tuesday starting at my 24-week appointment. I was told I had a "uterine window" and it needed to be monitored closely. At my 26-week appointment I was told that I had gestational diabetes and needed to start insulin as soon as possible. Because of those two things, I have had an ultrasound and doctor's visit every week. I am thankful for the care I have received and even more thankful for God's hand of protection.

I am 33-weeks pregnant today. When we found out about the uterine window we didn't think we would make it this far. I am so thankful that I am sitting here today with a healthy baby boy still in utero. My doctor is so impressed with how things are going that he set a delivery date today. At this point, Easton Thomas Moore will be delivered on October 14...six weeks from today!!

Details...

At 31-weeks he weighed 3.15 lbs. Today (33-weeks) he weighed 5.14 lbs. He gained 2 lbs in two weeks. Given that weight of growth, he is going to be giving his big brother a run for his money. Dalton weighed 11.5 and I don't think Easton will be far from that if I carry him until October 14th!

The uterine window has not thinned out or changed at all...that is amazing and I am so thankful!

I will update as information changes but right now things are going great!!



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Kindergarten

He has been asking about this day since he was two.
I knew it would come.
I thought I would be ready.
I didn't think I would be upset.
The day is here.
I wasn't ready.
I cried like a baby.

MY BABY'S FIRST DAY OF KINDERGARTEN!

The kindergarten hallway was way too long for this Mama. I avoided eye contact with everyone in an effort to hold back the tears. I just needed to make it to the car. I didn't make it. As I am leaving the building one of the administrators said, "Aww I see tears. It's okay. It's normal." I nodded and kept walking. For the next hour - yes, HOUR - I cried.

Being a full time mommy is SO REWARDING until days like today. I feel like he has been under my wing and now I have to let him go. All that we have taught him is being put to the test. His little heart is so tender toward the things of God and that will be challenged. I prayed for him all morning as I thought about him making friends, being submissive to teachers and administrators, sharing Jesus with new friends...if you know him then you know he loves to talk about Jesus.

When Brandon was born we "assigned" this verse to him -
How can a young man keep his way pure? By guarding it according to your word.
Psalm 119:9

I pray this verse over all our boys but it was definitely on my heart today -
My son, do not lose sight of these - wisdom and discretion and they will be life for your soul and adornment for your neck. Then you will walk on your way securely, and your foot will not stumble.
Proverbs 3:21-23

Purity. Wisdom. Discretion.

Well, it was only a half day so I got a few things done before going back to get him...it was a long three and a half hours and I was so anxious to hear about his day.

Of course he had a great morning! He gave it two thumbs up! =)

The younger two boys have been in Alabama for a few days so I was able to spend some quality with my big boy on his special day. After I picked him up from school we went to our favorite mexican restaurant and shared our favorite meal. Then, we went swimming at the Y!  Yes, he has been completely spoiled being the only child! =)

We love you, Brandon, and we are so proud of you!



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Happy Birthday, Carson!

Happy 4th birthday, Carson!!

We spent our morning at the Y which was fine with him because he was able to tell everyone that it was his birthday! :)
We went to the store where he got to pick out the kind of cake he wanted me to make - "white cake with brown on top." Yes, sir!
We went to dinner at this restaurant of choice - Buffalo Wild Wings!!!
He got cards and presents from his grandparents and great grandparents.
He has been counting down to his 4th birthday because that means he is able to ride in a booster seat. So, we made a special trip to Target to get the perfect seat for him!
We ended the day with cake -- white cake and brown on top.

When I tucked him in tonight I told him that I am sure glad I am his mommy. It's true. He is such a blessing and I am so thankful God chose me to be his mommy!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

My Jesus I Love Thee

Thirteen days ago I posted a Mommy/Easton update. At that point, I had a doctor's appointment scheduled for tomorrow (July 29th). After a not-so-good weekend I ended up in the doctor's office today. I had an ultrasound to check on Easton and the uterine window. Both are fine. However, I have been having some cramping, contractions, and soreness that aren't fine. Instead of going back in two weeks, I have to go back next week. I am blessed to have a doctor that is keeping a close watch on me.

Rewind to this morning...

I called my doctor first thing this morning to tell him the details of the weekend. He scheduled an ultrasound and asked that I come in within a couple hours. Nate was home from work so he drove the boys to Tiffany's so he could come with me to the doctor's appointment. 

IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: Nate has been incredible the past couple days. He has taken such good care of me. He took off work today so I could have another day of rest. He is such a blessing! I am so thankful for Tiffany who didn't hesitate when I called her this morning. She let the boys come play for a few hours which was a huge help! I am so blessed!

Ok, so Nate took the boys. Not five minutes after they left my dietitian called. Reminder: I have been diagnosed with gestational diabetes. For the past few days I have been on a restricted diet and I have had to check my blood sugar four times a day. Sounds fun, huh?! Well, she called today to tell me that I would need to be put on medicine. I have an appointment with her tomorrow to find out what that entails. 

Ok. Overwhelmed. I hung up the phone and started crying. Tears of frustration, anxiety, concern, everything. About a minute into my pity party and prayer I felt the presence of God. I feel like he is with me in the details of my day but I LOVE the times when he makes himself known in specific, tangible ways. It was a peaceful assurance that everything was going to be okay. Yes, like an audible voice experience. I could hear him say, "It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay." I found myself sitting on the couch with no tears to cry. All I could do was say, "Okay" back to him and trust that he knows. 

As if that wasn't enough...I went upstairs to turn on Pandora and start getting ready to go to the doctor. Hillsong's "My Jesus I Love Thee" came on...for all my pregnancies this is the song that I have sung to my babies. For this song to be on Pandora at this particular moment was no coincidence! I did cry then because I know that God knows my mommy heart. He knew what I needed to hear to be completely sure that when he said, "It's going to be okay" that he meant it. 

I went to the ultrasound and doctor's appointment with a peace and assurance that everything was going to be okay regardless of what the doctors said. When this face popped up on the ultrasound screen, I LOST IT!! They weren't tears of fear or worry. They were tears of overwhelming love for this face! My boy. 

So, I meet with the dietitian tomorrow afternoon.
I have another ultrasound and doctor's appointment next Tuesday (August 5th).

I will probably have this song on repeat until then...and singing it to my baby boy.





His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Mommy/Easton Update

I had a follow up ultrasound on Tuesday. After discovering a uterine window (see July 1 blog for more info :)) at the preceding appointment they wanted to make sure it hadn't gotten any bigger. I have been really anxious about this and following doctor's orders as best I can. Obviously if there are any uterine issues then contractions aren't a good thing. So, my doctor has encouraged me to limit lifting, bending, and standing for long periods of time.

Update: The uterine window has not gotten any bigger! Praise the Lord!!! I am still on lifting/bending/standing restrictions which is fine. The boys have been great even though they don't really understand. They love swimming which is awesome because it feels good for me to get in the water.

However, UGH, blood work came back and I have developed gestational diabetes. I was supposed to hear from the diabetes clinic today so I could set up an appointment for consultation and treatments. I didn't hear from them so hopefully I will hear something tomorrow. With gestational diabetes babies tend to be bigger. Ok, if you know my history, I don't have small babies anyway. Brandon was 8 lbs 9 oz, Carson was 9 lbs 1 oz, Dalton was 11 lbs 5 oz.  I was borderline diabetic with Brandon but not with the other two. So, Easton's size is a factor when it comes to the uterine window issue. The bigger he gets the more likely for me to have uterus issues. After an emotional doctor's visit my doctor gave me an honest, "This is going to be a rough pregnancy but you'll be fine." Well alrighty! =/

So, plan from here? I am going back for another ultrasound/doctor visit on July 29th. Hopefully there is still no change. I will be 28 weeks at that point. I will continue to go every two weeks (assuming everything stays as is) until I am 32 weeks and then I will go every week. He is hoping I can make it to 36 to 38 weeks to deliver. ME TOO!! I want Easton to stay put as long as his lungs/heart/everything need him to.

The further along I get in the pregnancy the less anxious I get. The main reason for the anxiety is Easton's health. I don't want something to happen and him come too early. The further along I get in the pregnancy the less worried I am.

Thanks for those of you that have been praying!!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Do Not Be Anxious...???

Matthew 6:25-34 uses the phrase "do not be anxious" three times. Do not be anxious about life, provision, your future. Verse 33 reminds us to "seek first the kingdom of God." I have repeated this verse to myself several times today but I still feel anxious and worried. I am anxious about life (mine and baby's). I am anxious about provision as we are having to make some adjustments for the next few months. I am anxious about what the next few weeks and months might hold. In the anxiety, I KNOW to seek the Lord and the peace that only he can give. I KNOW that he is not a God of fear (2 Timothy 1:7).

I had an ultrasound last month that determined baby #4 is a boy. We also found out in that ultrasound that after three c-sections, my uteran lining is very thin. My doctor recommended that I have a follow up ultrasound to check on the status of the uteran lining. Well, that ultrasound was today...and it has been an emotional day!

I was told by the ultrasound tech and my doctor that I have a 6cm window on the lining of my uterus. I quickly found out that it's not a good thing. Long story short - I am not on bedrest but I am on lighter activity for the next two weeks until I go back for another ultrasound. We are basically taking it two weeks at a time until Easton is born.

I will update on here as things happen.
We would appreciate the prayers.

Thank you!!!



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Dalton is TWO!

Dalton's birthday was today...I cannot believe he is TWO!  The past two years have flown by! 

He loves to play ball. 

He makes a hissing sound for every word he doesn't know. Even if he does know the word, he might hiss at you! For those of you that know him, you know what I'm talking about. Most people think it's funny...

He thinks Brandon hung the moon.

He is dairy intolerant but was able to eat birthday cake!!! I found a milk free cake and icing! YAY!

He hasn't been to the doctor for his two-year checkup but I am confident that he is big for his age. He is wearing 3T-4 clothes and is built like Brandon. The last time we went to the doctor, there was about a 5 lb difference between him and Carson. 

We are so thankful for this little ball of energy and sweetness. He still lets me cuddle him which makes my heart happy. 

We love you to the moon and back, Dalton Joel!!! 

His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

So Brave!

Go, Brandon, go!!

I am so proud of him!! We were swimming at Grammy and Papa's on Saturday and I asked him if he wanted to take his floaties off. He could touch in the shallow end but he also had the form down so I decided to see if he could swim without the floaties.

HE DID IT!! By the end of the day he was jumping off the diving board.


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

VBS x2

The week of June 9th was VBS at church and the boys had a blast!
The following week the boys went to Alabama and participated in VBS at Grammy and Papa's church. They had a blast! =)

I volunteered to teach Brandon's class this year and that was a lot of fun. There were a couple Pre-K classes but my class had sixteen kiddos and twelve of those were boys. I love boys. It's true. However, we spent lots of time on the playground and found very interesting ways of getting from point A to point B. Those poor girls...all four of them...hahahahaha! They seemed to be having fun but bless 'em! =)

The theme of VBS at Forest Hills (our church) was Agency D3. These are the boys name badges for the week...

We focused on the verse 1 Peter 3:15, "Always be ready to tell what you know about Jesus." They were "agents in training" as they learned about Jesus and how to share the gospel with family, friends, and classmates. The curriculum was great and easy to follow and the kids seemed to grasp the content which is always encouraging! =)

I am so thankful for this body of believers and the way they serve out of a genuine love for the Lord and his people. There were 700 total participants for the week...250 adult and youth volunteers and 450 kiddos. There were 30+ decisions made to follow Christ and one those being the parent of one of the children participating!

The boys finally let me take a picture on the last day...

VBS ended that Friday and we went to our favorite Mexican restaurant for lunch

Friday night was Family Night. Brandon and Carson sang with the Pre-K choir which was PRECIOUS and then the K-6th graders sang songs they had learned throughout the week. Afterwards, we went outside for games, food, fellowship, and fun!

The boys love VBS so much that they went to Alabama to participate in ANOTHER WEEK of it! Their seven cousins from Florida were in Alabama for the week, too, so they had a great time!!!

Nate and I enjoyed a quiet week at home. I worked a lot since I had been off the week of our VBS but it was ok...I was able to nap!! =) Nate and I got to go on a date to J Alexanders (my fave). After about 48 hours of them being gone I was more than ready for them to come home but I tried to make the best of it.

On Friday afternoon, Nate and I drove to Grace Baptist for their Family Night. Their theme was Weird Animals so it was neat seeing a different theme than what we had done. Here they are singing with the kids choir...

They had a great couple weeks...now time for the rest of the summer!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Happy Birthday, Brandon William!

Yesterday was Brandon's 5th birthday!

This seems like yesterday. I will never forget the feeling of being a mommy for the first time. Everything was so new and I had no idea what I was doing.

• He has always been strong willed and independent...I have no idea where he gets that from.
• He is too smart for his own good. If you know him then you know what I am talking about.
• He loves Jesus. It is so precious to hear him talk about Jesus and the desire to know more. 
• He isn't overly affectionate...ok, I have to BEG for a hug...don't know where he gets that either (hahaha). On the rare occasion he decides to give me a random hug, I stop whatever I am doing to accept it. 

Brandon William, thank you for making me a mommy!! 

I am so thankful that God chose me to be his mommy!! 

We are having VBS at church this week so I felt a little guilty that his birthday happened to be the same week. But, I have great friends that helped love on him and make his day special. My friend, Ashley, was in charge of recreation and during her time with the kids she made it a point to have everyone sing happy birthday to him. It was a sweet time and it really did make him feel special! 

We told Brandon we would eat at his restaurant of choice. I really thought he would say "Mexican" since that's our favorite but instead he said IHOP. Nate could eat breakfast for dinner everyday of the week but I am not a fan. I am convinced he chose IHOP because he loves his daddy but whatever! =)

We got home and celebrated with cake and presents! He was one happy and thankful little man!

Happy Birthday, Brandon William!!! We love you!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

It's A...

BOY!!

We are so excited about baby boy #4!!!

Easton Thomas Moore will be here this fall and I can't wait to meet him. There are days that I tell him how sorry I am that he has to leave the comfort of my belly to come into this crazy world with his three brothers (hahahaha) but I am sure he will fit in just fine! =)

Yes, I stuck with the pattern when naming him. I CAN'T HELP IT!! =)

I have liked the name Easton since I played softball. It's the name of athletic gear and I have always thought it would be a cute name. After having Carson, I told Nate that if we had four boys then I was going to name the "E" boy Easton. He wasn't crazy about it at first but when we found out this one is a boy he said the name was growing on him. That's good because he had a few years forewarning!

So, Brandon, Carson, and Dalton are going to have a baby brother and it's the topic of a lot of conversation around our house.

I am thankful for a healthy pregnancy and baby and praying the last few months stay as calm and peaceful.

Now for the honesty in all his - hahahahaha...
Some people's comments are ridiculous when finding out it's a boy...

"Awwww are you serious?" Some people are so disappointed that it's not a girl. So are you not going to love my baby because it's another boy?
"Are you going to keep trying for a girl?" Uhm. We weren't "trying" for a girl this time, goofballs. I will say that I was 100% indifferent when it came to the gender. I just want a healthy baby. However, having a girl scares me! I think it's because I have had three boys and it's just different but also...girls are mean!! Seriously. Yes, I know I am one. That's why I can say that. I have seen girls be mean to each other; I have been mean to other girls; it's sad. There are so many cultural standards for girls that it scared me. Oh, AND, this baby factory is closed after this one so quit asking if I am going to try for a girl!
"You need a girl to experience real motherhood." Yes, this has been said. Ridiculous, huh?! It's not even worth my time to comment.
My favorite was from my ultrasound tech...
"Ok, well, it's another boy. See you next year with your girl." No you won't.

I didn't really have these thoughts when I had Brandon but I remember having Carson and being overwhelmed with responsibility of raising boys. Yes, the cultural standard for girls is intimidating and I can't imagine having to tie hairbows and buy Barbies, but there is so much pressure in raising boys. I am not saying one gender is more important than the other or accusing one of being less than a parent because of the gender of their children. However, I feel the pressure of raising Godly men that will one day lead...my prayer is that they lead from a God-fearing heart. There is pressure in raising MEN that will be strong leaders. Feeling the pressure isn't a bad thing but I think it's overlooked in parenting circles. Our little boys are future leaders of our businesses and country. Parenting them shouldn't be taken lightly.



His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Little Trooper

Dalton had a follow up procedure done yesterday that was a result of a surgery he had last summer. Everything went great and he has recovered perfectly. I am so thankful for the doctors and staff at Vanderbilt Children's Hospital. They took such good care of him...and us!

During recovery he had a hard time keeping liquids down so they kept him for a couple hours to monitor liquid intake and give him nausea medicine. He had the hardest time staying awake! =)

By the end of the day, he was back to his normal self!!!

Since the "big boys" were at their Nanny's for a few days I was able to spend some one on one time with Dalton. We started the day with breakfast at McDonald's. He loves their sausage and apple juice. He said the blessing before we ate...so precious! =)

Twenty four hours post surgery he is doing great. He is on pain medicine but is responding to it well. He is such a happy boy but I can tell he is ready for his brothers to be home!

His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

Coming Soon!

Baby #4 will be here in October!

We will find out the gender on June 3rd...anyone want to make bets?! =)

Brandon says if it's a girl he isn't helping at all.
Carson says if it's a boy he isn't helping at all.
They are goofy. I am 100% confident that regardless of the gender, they will be sweet and help their Mama however they can!
Dalton is around babies at the Y and we are practicing how to be sweet to babies. He is so precious with them. I think he will be a great big brother!


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

More Than Conquerors

Romans 8:37 precedes one of my favorite passages that reminds us that nothing can separate us from the love of Christ. Nothing. Have you ever felt distant or inadequate in your relationship with Christ? If not, then congratulations because I have lived in a defeated state during several seasons of my life. Romans 8:37 reminds me that even though I may feel distant from the loving arms of God because of trials, persecution, famine, danger, whatever, I am more than a conqueror! I am not defeated!! Why? Because of Christ and his love for me. 

For the last six months or so I have claimed this verse, "And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself RESTORE, CONFIRM, STRENGTHEN, and ESTABLISH you." Six months ago this seemed so unlikely. Restoration seemed impossible. I doubted my position in Christ and felt alone. I definitely felt weak, not strengthened, and very unestablished. I felt uprooted and far from where I felt I should be. 

A year ago last week, our family left what seemed comfortable and started on a new journey. We left the church we moved to Nashville to serve alongside. We began a new norm in Nashville and took a break from seeking full time ministry positions. We have just now started discussing the next step in ministry and how we want to seek out where God wants us next. I know...a year later...yes, a year! It has taken me (Nate can speak for himself) a year to heal and be at a place where I am ready for another ministry opportunity. Scary? OH MY WORD! Yes. But...I am more than a conqueror so I am excited!  

"We must conclude that if he allows it that it must be the instrument by which He will make us holy." 

Ms. Nancy (Bible study teacher) said the above quote about Romans 8:28 in class one day and I journaled it thinking about it often. She has spoken such wisdom and truth over me and the majority of the time she hasn't even known it. I am so thankful for the women's groups and our Sunday school teacher at Forest Hills as they have been instruments in the healing process. God is good (more than good) and faithful in using them to communicate truth to my situation even when they didn't know it. 

I know I still have lots to learn but all this has worked together for good (Romans 8:28). I have grown in Christlikeness and learned more about God. He is SO not worried about my lack of patience and "fix-it" tendencies. 

Thankful for his presence and faithfulness. 

Thankful for his grace. 

Thankful for his gentle - and sometimes not so gentle - discipline (Hebrews 12:6).

Thankful for his Word. 

His, 

Meg 

Zeph. 3:17

Victorious Life

O victory in Jesus,

My Savior, forever.

He sought me and bought me

With His redeeming blood;

He loved me ere I knew Him

And all my love is due Him,

He plunged me to victory,

Beneath the cleansing flood.

How many times have you sung this in church and not really thought about the words? I'm guilty. It's one of those songs that we have heard multiple times and the truth of it has lost its power. Read the words again. "He sought me and bought me with his redeeming blood...He plunged me to victory beneath the cleansing flood." That's extremely powerful and after today I don't know that I will ever hear or sing the song the same again.

Every Wednesday morning I am part of a women's study on the book of Revelation. This morning we discussed Revelation 12. We dwelt on verse 11 for quite a while, "And they have conquered him (Satan) by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, for they loved their lives even unto death." In context, the author (John) is speaking of the tribulation when Satan is thrown out of heaven. Today, he stands as an accuser (Revelation 12:10) before God. A book could be written on those two verses alone so I am not going to focus on the details of what's going on in those verses BUT if you are a believer in Jesus Christ then you know that Satan is the accuser. For those that have overcome sin in their lives Satan thrives on reminding those people where they have been and how their worth is found in that sin. Satan is great at whispering thoughts of fear and doubt in our ears when we are faced with trying situations. He is the accuser. 

How they overcame Satan in Revelation 12:11 is how we can overcome him today. Remind Satan that you have been washed and made righteous in the blood of Jesus. Be bold in testifying the word to Satan. Show the accuser that you have a much bigger power! 

Mrs. Nancy (leader of the study), "To live the victorious Christian life in Jesus is a matter of choices. Choose to let the power of the Holy Spirit work in your life." That phrase "victorious life" has always kind of bothered me because being a Christian doesn't always bring victory. There is an ultimate victory in our life with Christ but the day to day journey in this life doesn't always feel victorious. If we are in Christ, we can live victoriously knowing that we have the power over Satan and this world. CHOOSE to let the power of the Spirit work! 

I am thankful for Mrs. Nancy and her commitment to the Word. Side note: She wrote a devotional book in 1992 and she gave me a copy of it today. The reading for today was about Job and 1 Peter 5:10. If you have kept up with the blog then you know this was just confirmation of how God has been working in my life. I am thankful for Mrs. Nancy's leadership and the way the Lord is using her in this season of my life. 

His, 

Meg 

Zeph. 3:17

Sing to the King

I normally don't post pictures like this to social media or the blog because...well, it's my boys in the tub. They will be so embarrassed in several years but I LOVE this picture and had to share.

What you can't see in this picture are the toothbrushes in their hands as they play the "drums" (side of the tub) while singing "God of Angel Armies." They were playing and singing at the top of their lungs! Such a sweet sound to this Mama's ears!

I have thought about this picture several times since taking it...

My boys' minds are so moldable and I am making every effort to take advantage of their innocence. I desire to lay a foundation that points them to God. We don't have cable. We listen to only Christian music in the car. I don't tolerate speech that puts another down like "stupid." (That's the big one right now and one of our children has learned that soap doesn't taste very good.) We have a weekly verse that we memorize and talk about throughout the week. I am trying. But I am not naive.

Brandon starts kindergarten in the fall. WHAT?! Yes. Brandon starts kindergarten in the fall. I know that he will hear things that will cause his heart to sing things other than, "Our God is greater, our God is stronger, God you are higher than any other!" He will make friends with unbelievers and those of different religions. He will experience things that make him wonder if God really is the one true God. I hope and pray for all our boys that the foundation that is being laid will keep their hearts tender to the things of Jesus.

Deuteronomy 11:9, "Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up."

One of their favorite stories is Shadrach, Mesach, and Abednego (Daniel 3). When they retell it (especially Brandon) they always over emphasize the part about them not bowing down to the king which caused them to end up in the fiery furnace. We were listening to a kids praise CD in the car the other day and one of the songs mentioned singing to the King of Kings. Brandon questioned why we sing to the King if we aren't supposed to bow down to other kings other than God. What a teaching moment!

The flip side:
I work part time at the YMCA and some of my hours come from working in childcare which means the boys go with me. Since I stay home with them full time, the Y and church are their social outlets. They are very social and I am thankful for that. However, like I mentioned earlier, they are moldable. Just as I can teach that God is the King of Kings and Jesus is God's Son, others can teach them foul language and inappropriate finger gestures...

Just one example...The boys like to shower instead of take baths. So, one night I was giving them a shower and as one of our boys was getting in the shower he said, "Da@@ this water is hot!" No, that was not "darn." My jaw dropped. I couldn't overreact and I didn't. We talked about "not nice" words and luckily I haven't heard it since.

So, I am not naive to think our boys won't be influenced by culture, friends, or their own sinful hearts but I can be proactive in leading them closer to Jesus. I love to hear them sing about Jesus and pray for the day that they will sing to Jesus and acknowledge Him as Lord.


His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17

1 Peter 5:10

"And after you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you." 1 Peter 5:10

I have delayed writing this post for a few weeks because I wanted to make sure that my thoughts were put into words that are edifying and encouraging rather than destructive. So...

2013 was very difficult. I would love to change the word "suffering" in the verse to "endured hardships" because I know that my suffering is nothing compared to what Peter was addressing in 1 Peter. I was faced with situations that caused me to question my gifts and calling within the church and even my standing before God. I was put in a place I have never been before and I hope to never be again. However, all these things have brought me where I am today. As a lady stated in a Bible study group I am in, "I don't like my problems but they keep me close to Him." 

Job 42:5-6, "I had heard of you but the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you." I have experienced God is various settings and through many circumstances in my life but the last few months have brought me to a place of really seeing him as I haven't experienced before. 

Romans 8:28, "And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good for those who are called according to his purpose." ALL THINGS work together for good...yes, all things. Even bad. I met Ms. Nancy at church a few months ago and she stated it best, "We must conclude that if he allows it, that it must be the instrument by which he will make us holy." 

2013 was very difficult. Did I already mention that? =) I am so thankful for the past few weeks as I have been encouraged. I have been encouraged with new relationships but I have been most encouraged by the Holy Spirit and the Word. I am so thankful for a faithful God who stays true to who he is despite my lack of faith. Circumstances and heartbreak led me down a path of doubting him and I have asked forgiveness. I know that ALL THINGS work together for good and his ultimate desire is that I be conformed to the image of Christ and be made holy. The path to get me to this place wasn't fun AT ALL but the end result is a closer walk with him...and trusting. 

This is my favorite version of this song and it has been on repeat this week...

His,
Meg

Zeph. 3:17

2013 In Review

I put together a little slideshow...2013 in review. Enjoy! =) It bothers me that there isn't music to it so turn on your favorite song and pretend!! =)

Another photo slideshow by Smilebox

His,
Meg
Zeph. 3:17