Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Life Lately | Instagram Edition


I am exhausted emotionally and physically. On a scale of 1-10 (1 being horrible and 10 being the most patient person ever), I would rate myself a big fat zero in the patience department. Impatient with my husband, impatient with myself, impatient with work...just plain impatient. 

So let's just cut to the chase...I am spiritually depleted. It's crazy and, frankly, disappointing that I have to get to a place of sheer exhaustion and annoyance before I realize the reason why I'm so empty. I am not seeking God daily. I start each day running around like a crazy woman instead of spending a few quiet moments with Him...in prayer and in Scripture. I'm not calling on Him in moments of exhaustion and irritation. I find myself doing more talking, griping and complaining than praying for discernment and direction. 

I'm simply dealing with day to day stuff that we all deal with. So the thing that scares me the most is something happening...some real tragedy, heart break, storm...that will require me to draw strength from the Lord. And how much harder that trial or storm would be given that I'm empty. With an empty tank, there would be nothing to draw from. Nothing. 

As I reflect on the past year, I can easily recall all of the AMAZING and undeserved blessings that have come my way. A good husband, health, a new home, a precious healthy baby, a great career...the list goes on. The audacity of me to not thank Him DAILY for all of that...and so much more. 

I want to do better. I will do better. In Jesus name.


2013 was a busy and trying year for us. In a year's time, we found out we were pregnant, we bought a home, and we had a baby. Often times, rather than draw closer together to work things out and communicate to make sure we're on the same page, we became each other's enemy...consuming ourselves with winning the fight. We always eventually come back together but I wonder why we don't first choose oneness rather than going through a difficult storm THEN coming together. I must remember that if one of us loses, we both lose. 

Hubby & I headed to his work Christmas party

I love my sweet daughter...she requires so much of me right now...so I tend to spend most of my energy loving and nurturing her. And in the mean time, I know my hubby is feeling neglected. So in the new year, I vow to prioritize and honor him. I need to remember that in 18+ years when the kid(s) are gone, it'll just be us. I need to nurture "us" along the way so we aren't looking at each other years from now trying to figure out why we don't know or like one another. 

It's funny...when I was pregnant, I kept waiting for these feelings of love for my daughter to consume me. It even took me a day or two after she was born for the two of us to click. She came out and I remember feeling excited and overwhelmed...but the love came later.  I mean...I felt like I loved her but I had NO idea that I would literally fall in deep love with her. 

Baby Ryann

Being a mother has brought so much joy to my world. It's like I don't even remember my life before she came along. No wait...yes I do. It was filled with busyness. I was always on the go. So having her has made me slow down. And just enjoy being home.

Being a mother is such an important job. My hope and prayer is that I'll be a good steward over her little life. That I would set an example for her of a godly woman, wife, and mother. Raising her up to know, love, and fear the Lord. Yep...that's my prayer.

Speaking of motherhood, let's talk for a second about Kendall...my stepdaughter. 

Kendall & I enjoying some hot cocoa on a Sunday afternoon

Kendall is an extremely smart and sassy 7-year-old. She's an extrovert...not afraid to try new things and would probably talk to a fly if it would talk back to her. She's very artistic, loves music, and is already such a little fashionista. So many things to love about her yet I tend to focus on the aspects of her personality that I don't care for so much. Any time you have a blended family situation, there are going to be influences...environments, people, things...that the other parent (and stepparent) doesn't agree with. But it's never the child's fault. Never. Being a blended family is hard for us...but I know it has to be even harder for her. I know how important my influence can be when we do spend time with her...and I want to use my influence for good. I desire to be someone Kendall can trust and someone she can look up to. And not the mean ol' stepmother that is always on her about everything. 

I just have to remember to take one day at a time. And make time for her. Time to celebrate her and all of the beautiful and interesting things about her. And like Ryann, I desire to set an example for her of a godly woman, wife, and mother. Raising her up to know, love, and fear the Lord.


This is an exciting season for many of my friends. This year has brought new babies, new homes, and new jobs for some of our closest friends. 

Baby Ryann & her new friend, baby Gabby

This year has also been trying for many of our friends....job loss and death among the hardest trials. 

Through the good and the bad, I want to be there for my friends. Just like marriage and motherhood, friendships have to be nurtured. I pray all of my friendships continue to grow and that I would be the kind of friend that makes others feel important and loved. 


When I became pregnant, I was pretty excited about styling my baby bump. Months 3-6 were fun...the baby bump was still "cute" then. And then I kept gaining weight. And more weight. And nearly 45 pounds later, the only thing I wanted to wear were yoga pants and my hubby's t-shirts. 

Headed to dinner with the ladies
Outfit inspiration here

Early on, much of this blog's focus was around fashion and my personal style. Since I've lost most of my baby weight, I'm thinking it's time to get back out there...putting fun outfits together and showcasing them here on the blog. I have to say that I envy mom bloggers who seem to have time to be a wife, mom, work a full-time job, AND put on clothes, take pics, and blog about their outfit of the day. Seriously...who has time to do all of that?! Anyway, I adore clothes, shoes, and all things girly, so I'm hoping to bring that back to the blog more often.


Well...work is work. I'm grateful for a job. A good paying job at that. Not much more to say on that except that I need to be more positive and encouraging in the workplace...a light. Rather than allow myself to get sucked in to the gossip and complaining that comes along with my profession and the constant change that seems to be happening with my company.

Looking Forward

I'm excited for the new year. With a new year comes a desire to start fresh, to be better, mend relationships, get in shape, etc, etc. I do want to set some goals for the year. Not as many as I set (and failed at) this year. Just a few. And I want to make some much needed changes to the blog...refocus a little. So I hope you'll stick with me.

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Monday, December 23, 2013

Month {3}

This month has been bittersweet for me. Bitter because I went back to work on December 9th and sweet because my baby girl turned 3 months on December 17th. The transition back to work wasn't as hard as I thought it would be - mostly because she has been with my mom for the past 2 weeks. There was definitely no shortage of Grandma lovin' - my mom took great care of her.

She'll do half days on January 2nd and 3rd and will officially start daycare full-time on the 6th. Still on the fence about daycare. I hear the first week is the hardest but, after that, we'll settle into a routine. That's what I'm looking forward to at this point.

Anyway, enough about daycare. Before I share milestones and pics from the past month, I have to tell you about our bottle feeding dilemma. While I was on maternity leave, I had become really lazy about pumping and bottle feeding. Nursing her was just easier. So about 3 weeks before I went back to work, I realized I needed to start pumping and storing....and getting a bottle routine down. Well baby girl wasn't having it. Initially, I thought she was refusing the formula (I occasionally supplement), so we put expressed milk in a bottle and she still refused the bottle. She would literally scream until I gave her what she wanted...the boob. I did what most mothers do in a pinch...take to the internet. I went to babycenter.com and read about a mother who was preparing to go back to work so she was trying to get her baby to take a bottle and he went a whole 15 hours without eating...15 HOURS! I went into panic mode...the thought of my girl being that stubborn and not eating for that many hours scared the crap out of me. It made the thought of going back to work that much harder. So I reached out to my pediatrician and she reminded me that I'm the parent, this was basically a battle of the wills, and I just needed to keep working with her. I started out giving her a bottle once a day and increased it to 2 then 3 bottles...and about a week later our bottle feeding boycott was over. And with a week to spare before I had to be back at work. THANK GOD.

12.8 pounds
Still wearing 3 month clothes
Size 2 diapers
Eating every 2-3 hours
Sleeping well...6-8 hours a night followed by a long morning nap
Seems to recognize mommy and daddy and gets excited when we enter the room
When on her back, she waves those arms and kicks those little legs like no other
Holding her head up well
Brings her little hands together and opens and closes her fingers
Loves her playmat and is trying to grab at the little toys on it
Rolled over for my mom last week - she hasn't rolled over for us yet
Still quite the little chatter box - always cooing
Squints when she enters a bright room (random but it's kinda cute)
So smiley and happy...trying to get her first giggles out

And to celebrate her turning 3 months, my mom and I took her to get her ears pierced! Like the bottle feeding, it was a slightly dramatic experience. She doesn't like to be "handled" so holding her head still and having a needle stuck through her little ear lobes didn't make her very happy. Thankfully the screaming only lasted for a couple minutes. I couldn't imagine her being any cuter than she already is but the earrings make her doubly cute! 

I really couldn't ask for a sweeter baby. I love her so much!

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Ryann's Nursery

Glider & Ottoman {Gift from parents} // Pillow // Table {similar} // Vase, Flowers & Lamp

Maternity Photo by Team Howard Photography // Frame

I've been meaning to post pictures of baby girl's nursery for awhile. Since we're snowed/iced in here in Dallas this weekend, I figured I'd tackle it today. 

It's funny...I spent so much time fussing and rushing to get her room done when I was pregnant...and she hasn't spent one night in her room. A lot of people told me not to worry too much about getting it done because she likely wouldn't spend much time in there the first few months. I don't regret getting it done though...one less thing I have to worry about later.

I blogged about the nursery inspiration and furniture rehab projects here & here. I initially started with a color palette of pink, mint, black and white. But decided against mint and eventually threw black & white out, as well. I settled on pink, white, and turquoise for the base colors with pops of gold. It was also important for me to create a space that I could easily transition to a big girl room once she grows out of the crib. And I have to say that I'm pretty pleased with how it all came together. 

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Oh, December 9th...You came way too fast!

The weeks leading up to Ryann's birth were pretty hectic. Work was hectic, home was hectic (I was in major nesting mode at that point)...life just felt hectic. So other than being super excited to finally meet my baby girl, I was really looking forward to unplugging from work and just being home. Since I graduated from college 8 years ago and started my career, I have never had more than a couple weeks off at a time from work. So 3 whole months off seemed like a dream. 

Fast forward 12 weeks. The time is here. This Monday, December 9th, is the day I go back to work after a 12 week maternity leave. When I had Ryann nearly 12 weeks ago, I remember thinking December 9th seemed like a year away. But it went soooo fast. And I find myself experiencing a plethora of emotions. Glad to be getting back into the swing of things, anxious about getting caught up on all of the changes that occurred while I was out, nervous about how she'll survive without me responding immediately to her every need, but mostly sad about having to leave my girl. I've never been away from her for more than 4 hours at a time since she was born. So the thought of being away from her for 8+ hours everyday just makes me plain sad.  

Thankfully my mom will be here with her for the rest of this month. I wish that could be more of a permanent care option because, next to me, I know my mom would take the best care of her. But my parents live on the other side of town so daycare is the best option for now.

Speaking of daycare, I can't help but think about the fact that no one will pick her up every time she cries or give her the hugs and kisses I would give her if I was home with her all day. I think about some of her "firsts" that I'll miss while at work or traveling for work. It pains me to know that she'll be exposed to all kinds of icky germs that she might not be exposed to if she was home every day. 

My list of worries seems endless. But then there's God. A God that reminds me in Matthew 6 that worrying won't add a single hour to my life...instead I must trust that just as He provides food for the birds of the air, He will protect her, loves her more than I ever could, and has a plan for her precious life. 

My mom also reminded me the other day that many working moms don't get 12 weeks off to bond with their babies. So, for that, I'm grateful. Grateful for paid leave and a job to go back to. Can I get an Amen for paid time off!?

I can say with full confidence that the past 3 months have been some of the most challenging, yet most exciting and rewarding months of my life. I'm so in love with my sweet girl and, rather than wallow in worry and fear of the unknown, I want nothing more than to redirect that energy toward making the most of the time that I do have with her...mornings, evenings, weekends, and all of the little moments in between. 

Monday starts a new chapter in our lives...I'm reluctantly buckling up for the ride...but buckling up nonetheless.

It's yours, Lord. It's yours. 

Friday, November 22, 2013

Month {2}

OK seriously...why is time going so fast?! I can't believe it's already been 2+ months since my baby girl has been here. She's grown so much. I'm enjoying all of the new little milestones.

She turned two months (8 weeks) on Sunday, November 17th and we had her 2 month check-up and vaccinations this past Tuesday. I'd heard from plenty of moms that the first round of shots were tough so I was obviously not looking forward to them. By the time the wellness check was done she was already pretty irritated from all of the poking and probing so when it is was time for shots she was OVER IT...I've never heard her scream so loud. Poor baby. When we got home, she slept for 3 hours. She woke up pretty fussy after her nap so I gave her a little infant Tylenol and she slept some more. By the time she woke up later that evening, she was back to her old self. I hear some babies are sore and fussy for days after shots so I'm thankful they didn't impact her too much. Such a tough little cookie. 

11.4 pounds
23 inches long
Wearing 3 month clothes
Still nursing every 2-3 hours
Sleeping 5-6 hour stretches at night...normally from midnight to 5:30/6am
Holding her head up pretty well
Planting her feet and attempting to stand
Cooing all the time...she's quite expressive already :)
Smiling all the time
Loves bath time
The BEST snuggler

And here are a few of my fave pics of her from the past month:

I go back to work in 2 weeks. And although I'm thankful for my career and for the time I've had off to be home with baby girl, I'm dreading going back to work; however, I don't think I'm quite ready, mentally or financially, to stay home. But it's certainly something on the table for consideration in the future. For now, I know I'll miss my girl when I go back and just trying to prepare my mind and heart for this new transition as a working mom.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

The truth is...

The truth is...
I don't think Idris Elba is that hot. Don't get me wrong...I think he's a good looking guy, but I'm confident that I'm the only woman in the world that doesn't melt at the sight of him.

The truth is...
I hate when people post pictures of their feet on social media. I don't want to see your feet.

The truth is...
When I was pregnant, I constantly had the urge to sniff cleaning products. I know...crazy.

The truth is...
When I'm in a silly mood, I tell my husband that I'm going to spank him if he doesn't behave himself.

The truth is...
I didn't start eating yogurt until a year ago. And I quickly graduated to Greek yogurt. I felt so accomplished.

The truth is...
I hate to hear the kissing noise on TV/movies. You know...like people kissing...it grosses me out.

The truth is...
Guys that openly and shamelessly scratch their balls in public crack me up. Seriously?

The truth is...
I think Candy Crush is stupid. And I'm considering deleting anyone on Facebook who sends me another game request.

The truth is...
I won't use the bathroom (specifically #2) at work if someone is already in the bathroom. I will literally go from bathroom to bathroom until I know for sure I'll be alone to handle my business in peace.

The truth is...
I have a co-worker who routinely uses the phrase "bat shit crazy" to describe the behavior of other co-workers. Cracks me up every time she says it.

The truth is...
I have become way more passive aggressive since my daughter was born...using her to get my message across. For example, "oh you're fussy...you just gotta tell daddy that you don't like to be held that way". Don't judge me...I'm working on it.

These are my truths. Thanks for letting me share. 

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

November Group Giveaway {Express + Urban Outfitters + MAC}

It's November, y'all! Can you believe it?! 2014 will be here before we know it!

To kick the month off, I've teamed up with a few lovely bloggers to bring you an awesome giveaway! And it just so happens to be to 3 of my fave places...Express, Urban Outfitters, and MAC. Get you some...enter NOW! 

And happy November to you!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Month {1}

My girl turned a month old on Thursday, October 17th. I know...I'm super late with this update. But newborns are a lot of work so blogging has taken an intentional back seat. ;)

Anyway, I seriously can't believe a whole month (plus a couple weeks) has passed since I had her. I just love her so. I spend most of my days staring at her little face...in awe and disbelief that she came from me. God is so good. And I'm so thankful. 

{1 Month Recap}

Height & Weight
At 3 weeks, she weighed 8.1 pounds. Newborn clothes and diapers are starting to fit snugly. She has long arms and legs so a lot of her sleepers are tight around her feet. But she's still tiny on top so 3 month clothes are a little big.

Nursing is going OK. At 4 weeks, she was eating 3.5 to 5oz every 2-3 hours. She definitely has a healthy appetite and I'm having a little bit of a hard time keeping up with that appetite. I started supplementing with formula every once in awhile which I feel a little guilty about. But at the end of the day, the formula is not hurting her (heck, I was formula fed and I turned out OK), so I need not feel any guilt.

Sleeping is super sporadic...apparently, as it should be. She doesn't sleep much during the day...lots of 20-30 minute cat naps. And as soon as I try to put her down and get something done, she wakes up. Which just gives me an excuse to snuggle with her. She's a great snuggler. ;) She sleeps OK at night. She occasionally gives us a 5-6 hour stretch, which is wonderful. She typically goes down around midnight, and sleeps until about 3. By the time I feed her, burp her, and change her, an hour (or more) has passed. She normally sleeps for another 2-3 hours before waking up to feed then takes a long nap in the morning.

A couple of moms have suggested we try Baby Wise. With the disclaimer that it may or may not work (since every baby is different), but it's still worth a try. I do want to get her on a routine before I go back to work so I may try it.

Other Milestones
Starting to smile & gurgle
Pretty inconsolable when hungry...the girl likes to eat
Will only take a paci when she's sleepy
Had her first submerged bath at 4 weeks...the umbilical cord stump took nearly a month to fall off
Doesn't like to be swaddled
Loves the car as long as we're moving
Prefers sitting up over laying down or back
Took our first walk around the neighborhood...loves the stroller
Loves her play mat
Had her first bottle at 2 1/2 weeks
Very good burper
Poops about 1,000 times a day
Recognizes mommy and daddy's voices
Can roll on to her sides
Has mommy and daddy wrapped around her little finger

Here are a few of my fave pics of her over the first 4 weeks:

And last but not least, wanted to share some of her newborn pics taken by my girl Kim!

Monday, October 14, 2013

1st Blogiversary


On October 6th, Selfless Ambition turned ONE!
Blogging has been so much fun for me..it truly is my creative outlet.

I took a trip down memory lane the other day and read some of my old posts. Reading some of those posts reminded me about how much has happened in the past year...it's definitely been a whirlwind year for us.

Take a stroll down memory lane with me!

{A recap of my European vacay with my hubby & cousins}

1st Style Post: Royal Blue & Dots
{Outfit inspiration from one of my fave lifestyle bloggers}

{This post received 1,000+ views}

Most Sincere Post: Sometimes Life Just Gets Busy
{A reminder that I MUST seek the Lord daily}

Favorite Post: Houndstooth
{My ridiculous rant about...houndstooth}

Favorite Outfit...or Top: Target Chambray
{My love for my denim button-down top from Target}

Worst Outfit: Faux Fur & Leather
{I wanted so badly for this outfit to come together but...it just didn't...yuck}

Pregnancy Announcement: An Announcement
{After a brief blogging hiatus, I announced I was expecting a little one}

Buying Our First Home: High Five for Friday
{We closed on our first home in May}

Baby Webb's Gender Reveal: We're having a...?
{Gathering at my parents' house to find out Baby Webb's gender}

Birth Story: Introducing Ryann Olivia
{Labor, delivery, and meeting my girl for the first time}

With a new baby and with me going back to work in a couple months, I imagine that blogging will continue to be sporadic. But I hope you stay with me...thanks again for following along this past year! xo

P.S. Stay tuned for a few small changes to the blog!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Date Night + $125 Zara Giftcard Giveaway

Hubby and I celebrated 4 years of marriage last Friday. I wrestled with whether or not I was ready to leave baby behind for a night out with my man. But when my parents offered to come over and babysit, I obliged. And I'm glad I did. We needed the time away and it was kind of nice being in the company of other grown-ups. ;)

I've lost about 20 of the 45 pounds I gained during pregnancy. I tried on a couple of dresses in my closet but nothing seemed to fit quite right. Which seemed like a good enough excuse to go out and buy a new dress. I found this cute striped dress on sale at Macy's for $30. And it fit great so I bought it, of course.

.:: Details ::.
Dress: Bar III via Macy's
Blazer: H&M 
Leopard wedges: Michael Antonio via Piperlime

We went to Benihana for dinner and Cheesecake Factory for a little dessert before heading home. I missed my baby terribly but I really was glad to spend some uninterrupted time with my hubby. We had a great time.


I recently teamed up with a few lovely bloggers to bring you a Zara giftcard giveaway. One lucky lady will win one Zara giftcard in the amount of $125! Be sure to enter for your chance to win and check out all the bloggers involved. Good luck!

A Southern Drawl                    Thirty Seven Four

Create That Outfit                        Boone + Owl

  A Devine Life                        Blushing Boulevard

 While Camden Sleeps                   Sister in the City

Selfless Ambition                     A Dash of Gold

    Live Chicly                          Adored By Alex

                                          Love Me, Dani Marie                  The Style Optimist 

Linking up with:
What I Wore Wednesday @ The Pleated Poppy
Random Wednesday @ Because Shanna Said So
A Lovely Blog Hop @ Her & Nicole

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Introducing Ryann Olivia | Birth Story

Our sweet girl, Ryann, arrived on Tuesday evening, September 17th. Here is our birth story.

My due date was actually September 16th. I recall feeling quite proud of myself for making it to my due date. Mainly because so many people said I wouldn't make it. Not sure why they kept saying that so I concluded that they were secretly saying I was huge and they simply couldn't fathom seeing me gain another pound. Or maybe I was just being hormonal, overly sensitive, and thinking the worst. Honestly, it was kind of annoying but I took it in stride. 

My last OB visit was the Thursday before my due date and my doctor mentioned wanting to schedule an induction the Thursday following my due date if the baby hadn't come before then. I was glad to have made it to my due date, but really did not want to be induced so I snapped into action when Monday rolled around with no sign of baby...hubby and I walked about a mile around the neighborhood, we had Mexican food for dinner, I ate an ENTIRE pineapple, and we...well, you know. ;) All of that craziness...and still no sign of baby.

I woke up around 5:30 on Tuesday morning feeling a little...weird. It was a feeling I hadn't felt before so I sat straight up in the bed and figured I must be in labor. At that point, the contractions were manageable and about 10 minutes apart. I woke my hubby up and told him I thought I was in labor. We waited until about 8am to have my OB paged. She called me back and told me to head to the hospital to get checked out since I was past my due date. We arrived at the hospital around 10am and sure enough, I was in labor. I was already 4cm dilated and 50% effaced. 

As much as I was ready for her to come, it still seemed so surreal. I couldn't believe that, in a matter of hours, I was going to finally meet my sweet girl. 

Me & Hubby all checked in to the hospital
I labored for another few hours with little progress so my OB suggested pitocin to help me progress. I was hesitant at first because I really wanted to allow things to progress naturally but eventually decided to go ahead with the pitocin. The nurse administered the pitocin at around 2 o'clock. The pitocin kicked in pretty quickly and those evil contractions started coming fast and furious. I labored for another couple hours until I couldn't handle the pain anymore. And at about 5 o'clock (and to my husband's relief), I requested an epidural.

My mom and mother-in-law arrived at the hospital around 7. The epidural was live and in full effect at that point and I remember uttering something to them about equating the feeling the epidural was giving me to the margarita I'd been craving for the past 9 months. That epidural gave me life. :) Now I will say that the thought of being completely immobile from the waist down freaked me out a little bit. I kept thinking, what if there is an emergency or a FIRE? I had to make a conscious decision NOT to allow myself to focus on that and just relish the fact that I wasn't in any more pain.

I labored for another couple hours. The nurse came in around 9 that evening to check my progress. And I was already 9.5cm dilated and 90% effaced. It was almost time! She called my OB and came back in to help me with what she called a "practice push". Basically, they wanted to be sure I could push properly to avoid hours of pushing.

My OB arrived about an hour later. And suddenly a lot of people were in the room preparing for delivery. A few minutes later, everything was all set up and my OB looked down and said to the main nurse, call the nursery nurses now. Apparently, between the practice push and the hour that had passed, the baby had "labored down" and was ready to come on out. 

Here's the kicker...she pretty much just...slid out.
I literally laid there and didn't even have to push! 

And with that, she was here. My Ryann Olivia. All 7lbs 10oz & 19.5in of her. 
Born Tuesday, September 17th at 10:14 p.m.

Proud Daddy ;)

Ryann & my OB

Daddy soothing his girl
Headed home
I have NEVER felt a love like this before. I feel so incredibly blessed by the opportunity to not only experience a healthy full-term pregnancy but also to be a mother to this little girl. She already has brought so much joy to my world. 

Baby girl's first night home
The past 3 weeks have been exciting, invigorating, but VERY exhausting. In this short time, I've learned so many new things about her, about myself, and about my hubby. And I know this is just the beginning. After all, I'm 30-something and my mom STILL calls to make sure I made it home safely. Which reminds me that a mother's work is never done. I'm also reminded that I can not raise Ryann apart from the guidance of the Lord and a village of people who will love her and want to see her come to know Jesus as Lord & Savior someday. 

Thank you for your support and encouraging words the past few months. It's been a beautiful journey and I'm so glad to have gotten the chance to share it with all of you. I appreciate your continued prayers and encouragement as I figure out this mommy stuff. ;) xo

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