tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post4594333464025342102..comments2023-03-26T04:59:31.129-07:00Comments on A Work in Progress: Date Fail #2Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00661568109790527908noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post-77219671866029284962011-10-01T06:04:20.823-07:002011-10-01T06:04:20.823-07:00Remember what the preacher said.....if you let Sat...Remember what the preacher said.....if you let Satan get hold of your what-if stick he'll beat you slap to death with it. I remember doing the what-if thing the very first time we left our kids at home alone. They were pretty big (probably 11, 12, and 13) and it was in the middle of the day, and we were only going 2 miles down the road to the feed store, but I "what if'ed" about wrecks and stuff all the way there and back. Of course, nothing happened, and all that self inflicted misery was for naught! Auntie VAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post-56867731572573073562011-09-28T08:39:50.810-07:002011-09-28T08:39:50.810-07:00I agree with Christie's advice. I do remember...I agree with Christie's advice. I do remember how differently I viewed myself after Brian was born. It mattered a whole lot more that nothing happen to me; because I truly had someone that relied on me. It does get better btw. Can't wait to see you all on Saturday. --Madi's Grandma--Please show her a picture of me before Sat. so she'll remember who I am. And yes, I am a "litte" jealous of her Nana living so close. (but glad for you as well; when I'm being my best self:))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post-2996610661342343902011-09-28T05:44:11.777-07:002011-09-28T05:44:11.777-07:00Yeah, I'm pretty pathetic. Christie, you are ...Yeah, I'm pretty pathetic. Christie, you are absolutely right! I think I'll need to memorize that verse and meditate on it next time. Of course, that's assuming Pat manages to convince me to do this again.Kellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00661568109790527908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post-88737971389564447972011-09-27T14:33:52.596-07:002011-09-27T14:33:52.596-07:00I can't say I have ever had such a hard time l...I can't say I have ever had such a hard time leaving my children....with the exception of having to leave them in the hospital by themselves when they were only days old (and on Thanksgiving for Lila). Every other time seems easy in comparison. <br /><br />Just remember that she has Someone watching over her who loves her even more than you do, and He will never leave her (even if you are in a car accident). As long as you leave her with a person you trust, she will be fine for a few hours. Even if she does cry for a bit, it won't hurt her. She knows you love her and always will.<br /><br />Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.<br />Philippians 4:6Christiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15467352595457311453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963100622156294.post-62030507470708168652011-09-27T07:46:22.811-07:002011-09-27T07:46:22.811-07:00oh my goodness you have it bad! yes, it does get ...oh my goodness you have it bad! yes, it does get easier. My anxiety though is because G is SO particular so I always worry she will have a melt down and nobody will be able to calm her down but Jonathan or I. Pumping is how I realized I wasn't making enough milk. I was tyring to pump to build up a supply but everytime I would pump when G would wake up from her nap I ended up having to give her the bottle I pumped because I myself was on empty :(Emily Powellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16926813451962663598noreply@blogger.com