something to laugh about...

This is a very short video of Wyatt playing this past weekend with Papa Steve. I am sure that it will make you laugh! :)

Remember to pause the music on the right hand side of the blog.

14 months and 20 days later...

It was exactly 14 months and 20 days ago that Ryan died and that I walked out of the CCMU at University Hospital. Today I walked back in. This was not a planned visit, in fact no one from the hospital knew that we were coming, and to be honest, I didn't know I was going there today either (I was on a shopping trip to that side of the state and decided that since I was only 2o minutes away I wanted to stop in).

It was not easy to walk through those doors, to smell the hospital smells, to feel like no time had passed at all. But it was good to see some of the people who made such a huge impact on my life!

Ice Cream and Aprons

The apron and hair bow that Lily is wearing in some of the pictures is what I won from the auction for my friend, Kori, that I wrote about a week ago. They were made by Appleby Mommy and you can go and visit her at www.applebymommy.com .

Wyatt and Lily

• Wyatt and Lily are 3 years, 4 months, and 15 days old today (yes, I know it is weird that I figured that out).
• Their favorite activity: PUZZLES! We spend HOURS each day doing puzzles. The have graduated from the wooden "piece" puzzles to actual interlocking puzzles, both wooden and cardboard.
• Wyatt's favorite word: WEIRD. He says that anyone and everything is weird. Then both he and Lily laugh...cute, but getting old! :)
• Lily's favorite thing to wear: CINDERELLA DRESS. She was given this dress by a friend a few weeks ago. She asks to wear it almost every day and yesterday it was on almost the entire day.
• Their favorite movie: ALADDIN. This is not my favorite Disney movie, although I used to love it. Watching it from a "mom perspective" makes me see a few things that I don't necessarily like.
• When they pray for a meal, they say, "Thank you, God, my food. Amen."
• When they pray before bed, they say, "Thank you God for Lily (or Boo), Mommy, Me. Amen." They also add in any of the following: the bible, the devotional (I don't even know how to type this the way they say it, but it is cute!), Jesus dying on the cross, and other family members.
• They enjoy singing. They will try to remember songs they have learned at church and sing them at home...often with new words added in. Most popular right now: MY GOD IS SO BIG! If the radio is on in the kitchen they will usually try to pick out a few words they recognize (Jesus or holy being their favorites) and sing along!
• Wyatt always has to know what we are doing then next day when he goes to bed at night, if I don't tell him he cries and freaks out just a little! [I am not sure where he got his need to have every thing schedule from! ;) ]
• This fall they will begin attending AWANA at church where they will be in the Cubbies class. I never went to AWANA as a child, but Ryan did (we still get cards from his Cubbies leader). I am very excited for them to be learn and grow in this way! I have also signed them up for the Preschool Story Time at our local library, and I am planning to be more intentional with teaching them at home this fall as well.

I cannot believe that I have two preschool age children! For the most part, this stage is fun (minus the temper tantrums, potty accidents, and fear of the dark). I love my kids and I am continually reminded of God's faithfulness by having them in my life!

My Favorite Place

This is my new favorite place in our house, my new recliner! It is the perfect place to read my bible, have my quiet time, and drink my coffee each morning! Ahh, I LOVE IT!!! I imagine that I will spend many cold and snowy winter afternoons in this chair with a good book and a warm blanket! :)

I made you.

You are different.

You are unique.

With love I formed you in your mothers womb.

I fashioned you with great joy.

I remember with great pleasure the day I created you in my image.

I love your smile.

I love your ways.

I love to hear you laugh, and the silly things you do and say.

You bring me great pleasure.

This is how I made you:

I made you pretty, not beautiful, because I knew your heart, and I knew you would be vain.

I wanted you to search out your heart, and learn that it would be me in you that would make you beautiful.

And it would be me in you that would draw your friends to you.

I made you in such a way that you would need me, yearn, and long for me.

I made you a little more lonesome than you would like to be, only because I want you to learn to depend on me.

I know your heart, and I know that if I hadn't made you like this, you would go your own chosen way and forget me, your creator.

I have given you many good and happy things because I love you.

I have rained blessings on you because I adore you.

I have seen your broken heart and the tears that you cried alone, only because you would not hold my hand.

So many lessons you have learned the hard way because you wouldn't listen to my voice.

So many times I've sat back and sadly watched you go your own way, only to watch you return to my arms, sad and broken.

I have to reshape and remold you, to renew you to what I had planned for you to be.

It has not been easy for you or for me.

I have such amazing plans for you.

I want you to be conformed to my image, this high goal I have set for you because I love you. And now you are mine.

I made you and then bought you at a price, because I loved you.

You are my child, and you are complete in me.

You are my temple, a light to the world, a branch of my vine.

NOTHING can separate you from my love.

Author Unknown

Fantasy Football

Fantasy Football was one of Ryan's hobbies. About this time each year he would gather with a group of friends for their annual fantasy football draft. The draft was a big deal. Lots of food and lots of fellowship were crammed into a weekend all about football.

Three years ago, the league decided that they needed a trophy to record the champion for each fantasy season. Ryan went on the hunt for the biggest and ugliest trophy that he could find, and for some reason all of the guys in the league thought it was terrific (the wives did not).

This is the second year that Ryan is not in the league, but the guys have not forgotten about Ryan. They have named this trophy the Ryan P. Sweeney Memorial Trophy. I am so blessed by this group of guys and their remembrance of Ryan!

all for a good cause

I have a blog friend named Kori (see above picture). She and I have chatted through emails, via Facebook, and even on the phone. Kori and I have a lot in common and a lot of the things we have in common are the difficulties of life. Her husband, Richard, has CF but is currently losing his battle against colon cancer. Kori is a godly woman facing the most difficult time in her life. She knows that her husband will soon be healed in heaven and that she will soon be facing life as a widow and a single mom to two children.

There is an auction being held tomorrow (August 11) over at Welcome to The Nut House! Be sure to head over there to check out all the different things being auctioned off. 100% of the money will be going to the McCulley Family Trust Fund to help with the expenses of life as Kori goes on medical leave to take care of her husband. Even if you cannot donate, please be praying for Kori, Richard, Calob, and Jacob as they face many difficult days ahead!

Fear or Rebellion?

I am trying to determine if Wyatt is afraid of the dark or if he is just going through a rebellious phase. I am thinking it might be a combination of both. I believe that he was truly afraid last week before we got his new night light. His cries, his words, his actions all pointed towards fear.

However, with the new night light in his room (which fully lights up his room and part of mine if both our doors are open), he seems to be testing how far he can push me and my concern for his fears. He has a little whimper cry that he does as I am about to shut his door each night. At first it was both cute and kind of sad, now I am starting to think it is fake -- how do they learn these things?

This phase is going to take a lot of patience on my part, something I do not always have. I want to sympathize with his fears, but I don't want to feed into his mommy-testing game if that is what he is in fact trying to do. I will continue to ask God for discernment and patience in raising my toddlers and I will continue to ask you all for prayers as well!

where does my encouragement come from?

a friend who is walking this path of grief with me
the smiles on the faces of my children
a listening ear when i need to cry
words of hope from the word of God
the words of the praise songs playing in the background
the knowledge that this life is short and that eternity is coming

A Mommy Adventure! :)

Wyatt and Mommy...Wyatt is playing with the toy from his kid's meal!

I have been wanting to be more intentional about spending one-on-one time with Lily and Wyatt with "Mommy Dates." (Mommy/Daddy Dates was one of the goals that Ryan and I had for parenting twins.) Obviously, being the only parent makes it more difficult to be able to take only one child out, but a few different things made it necessary for me to spend some one-on-one time with Wyatt yesterday:

• Wyatt has suddenly become afraid of the dark. I mean screaming-at-the-top-of-his-lungs-several-times-in-the-middle-of-the-night afraid. One night of that was enough for me, so I wanted to take him to get a new, brighter night light right away.
• Lily has been running a fever (100-102) since Sunday afternoon. I didn't want to expose the rest of the world to her bug, so I could not take both kids out to run errands like I normally do.

Thankfully, my parents were willing to watch Lily, fever and all, allowing me to take Wyatt to get his new night light. I decided to make a Mommy date out of it, so Lily went to Nana and Papa's for dinner and playtime while Wyatt and I went out together. We went to Burger King (Wyatt's choice), Dollar Tree, and Target together. Wyatt got a new night light that matches his sheets and actually lights up his room quite well!

I really enjoyed my time with Wyatt! As we were driving to pick Lily up I asked if he enjoyed his mommy time. He responded, "that wasn't mommy time it was an adventure!" :)

(Side note: do you know how much easier it is to take only one child on errands?)

Desert Song

This song was sung at our church this morning. I feel like the words were written for this time in my life! Please turn off the music on the blog and listen to the words of this song.

God Can!

Yesterday was a difficult day. Thank you to everyone for their encouragement and their prayers! God has given me a new perspective this morning! :)

I was reading about the story of the 12 spies of Israel going into the land of Canaan (Numbers 13). Caleb and Joshua were the only 2 who believed that they could conquer the land -- and not by their strength, but by the strength of the Lord. The 10 unbelieving spies were able to convince the Israelites that it could not be done, that the land could not be conquered. Because of those who did not believe God, the Israelites wandered in the desert for 40 years.

I want to be like Caleb and Joshua. I want to believe God's promises to me. I want to be faithful to the plan God has orchestrated for my life. I do NOT want to wander in the desert for 40 years. For reasons unknown to me, God has brought me to this season of my life. He has a purpose for me in being a single mom and a widow. He will be glorified by my life if I trust in him and believe in his promises. I cannot do life on my own. The daily routine of being a single mom is going to require strength that I do not have. But God has the strength for me!

Weary

Today I am weary. The day-to-day tasks seem overwhelming: getting the kids ready for the day, cleaning the house, referring two toddlers, running errands, making dinner, bathing the kids, putting the kids to bed. I feel worn out, both mentally and physically. I often wonder if every mom feels this way or if it is just a "side effect" of being a single mom.

I must admit that I am sick of it! I am sick of: feeling stressed, facing fears, making choices, doing it alone and being alone. I know that there are people who will help, that there are people who do help (which I am extremely grateful for). But in the end, it is "just" me.

I know I am just feeling sorry for myself today. I know I need to "snap out of it" and keep moving forward in God's strength; the same strength that has brought me this far. But, for just this moment, for this day, I am weary.