I feel better

Solution: A good talk with Funmi.
Issue: I had a very full brain.

AAAAAAHHHH
Life is so strange when friends get married and have babies.
:)
:)
:)

wooohooo

Here's to nursing the artististic side of me back to life after a long sickness.


{Insert drawing of Martini here}
{Insert drawing of Rihanna here}



haha

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Imagine you are outside
you are on a boat
and its a big boat
carrying 250 people
and there is a breeze on your face
the kind of breeze that smells like sunshine
And you know there are people you love
on the boat with you
But right now is just a moment for you
And you can hear the water hitting the boat
But you are dry
and you see the splashes
but you are exactly the right temperature
Because the sun is warm
and it's sparkling off the water
enough to make you squint
And you feel very peaceful
Though the boat is speeding through the water
And a huge burst of energy hits you
As you take a deep breath
And Everything is perfect

And God is so Good.

:)

"I had teenagers helping me chop lettuce the other night, and they just never stop, they just keep chopping until there's nothing left. So if you want lettuce theres lots." -My Mom


p.s. I am really happy right now

>:)

Next week Friday I'm doing hair for Amy and Steve's wedding.


I LOVE THAT.


>:)

So, who goes out with a famous musician?

And why is life such a roller coaster?

And why do I have to be two kinds of sick at the same time?

And why can't I just understand everything and be content and full of trust in my savior?

All my posts are about kids..

My little brother Zach is 13...and has the peach fuzz mustache. It's not thaat bad, but I tease him about it anyway and how he needs to shave soo bad. On one such time recently, I found out that Zach has no intentions of shaving anytime soon, but my younger brother Benjamin, who is 7, often shaves. During the night after he's been put to bed and my parents are still downstairs. And he uses Mom's shaver. And he calls them "silly times".


Ummmm..guys are weird.

A Natural With Babies

I've been told most of my life that I'll be a natural when it comes to babies because I grew up in a big family.
Maybe you were told this too.

I'm starting to think this is really not true. I had severe anxiety taking care of one little baby on Sunday evening at church. Actually, it was more like 2 or 3 babies at times, but all the trauma was with the one. haha.
The mother, leaving the nursery says over her shoulder, " Just feed him this bottle and give him a quick diaper change before you lay him on his stomach to sleep"
Easy! Simple! I've fed babies before, I've changed diapers before, I've put babies to bed before. I was changing diapers from the time I was 7 years old. I was carting babies around on my hip from the time I could walk. I was mistaken for my little brothers mother about a hundred times.

Well, holding a baby and a bottle at the same time is impossible. So is sitting yourself down with a baby who had a couple spit up blankets around him with the bottle on the floor. So is sitting down with just the baby while he spits up on you. twice.
Eventually I got settled, and he was SO cute while I fed him. just staring at me, smiling occasionally. I felt a bit better for awhile. haha
The diaper change...ok, so this little baby has an older brother who is still in diapers. Yes, I put the big diaper on the little baby. But I changed it once I figured out what happened. I was embarassed just thinking about his mom undressing him later and laughing at me.
So, baby is fed, changed, still happy, maybe a bit droopy eyed, so I went to lay him down in one of those crazy nursery cribs. I was thinking how awkward it was to lay a baby on it's stomach at shoulder height. You'd get serious muscle having a child, because as they grow your muscles grow.Have you ever thought about that? Anyway, I was also thinking that I remember being told never to lay a baby on it's stomach because they could smother. Not a calming thought, especially as he right at that moment decided to flop his head down and make little gasping sounds. I said, " What! are you choking!?" and he lifts his head and looks at me and oh man... you know the look of a baby on its stomach lifting it's head? it's funny. make sure you see it sometime.
Eventually he was settled, and didn't cry that much...and I think it all worked out in the end. I left the nursery thinking I wasn't going to be trying that again anytime soon.

But I kind of miss it already.