tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73104691891086373432024-03-12T22:51:20.093-07:00Shai Lynnan imperfect love for a perfectly loving GodShai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-69893333176107449862018-03-03T13:12:00.000-08:002018-03-03T13:12:14.225-08:00Dear Emryn Myla<div style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;">
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Your birth story.......<br />
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Mommy was due to have you on February 27, 2018. However, due to higher blood pressure starting at my 36 week appointment we wondered if you might come earlier. Like I thought maybe a few days or possibly a week if I ended up having to get induced due to my blood pressure. High blood pressure at the end of pregnancy wasn’t anything new for me it happened with your big sis as well but not until my last week. Anyway time went on and I anxiously awaited your arrival! At<br />
37 weeks 6 days daddy and I had planned to go on a date and our friend Cathryn had asked to watch your big sis! Before we went on our date we drove over to Cathryn’s to drop sissy off only for me to find out daddy and sissy were dropping me off ! My sweet friends had gotten together to throw me a surprise “Pop Party” ! It was so fun and really adorable you’ll see the pictures at some point but we ate chocolate fondue and drank sparkling grape juice it was the perfect girls evening and I was totally completely surprised ! After we wrapped up the evening my friend Emily brought me home! Dad had fallen asleep so I decided to pack up some of the items I had gotten as gifts at the pop party for my hospital bag. I still couldn’t sleep it was probably 11 and I had started watching Big Brother after that was over around 1 a.m. I decided a relaxing bath sounded great so I hopped in hoping this would make falling asleep effortless! Around 2 a.m. I got back in bed and then right back up because I had to pee. After peeing I got back in bed but as soon as I did I felt like I had just peed my pants confused I stood up and went into the bathroom and more water came out or pee I couldn’t tell at this point! So I yelled for Dad. He came into the bathroom and seemed to confirm what I thought might be happening. I was thinking this can’t be I’m exactly 38 weeks and I just got home from my “Shai’s About to Pop Party” the irony is too much. No it wasn’t though, after talking with my midwife Sharon she was pretty sure my water had indeed began to break. I say began because you may not realize that once your water breaks it continues to leak until you give birth just as mine did further confirming you were on your way! (2 whole weeks early!) We began to call some family and friends to let them know and allow time for them to get here to watch big sis Tinley. I had contractions off and on but nothing consistent so we didn’t end up going to the hospital until 8 a.m. after a quick pit stop at Starbucks. Once we got to the hospital and checked in things got a little scary for Mommy I got a blinding migraine, lost feeling in my right hand and had a really hard time talking and remembering things it lasted for 10 minutes and gave the doctors and nurses a real scare. After it was over I felt so much better! Later the doctors checked me. I was 4.5 cm dialated and I started pitocin because things weren’t progressing. Shortly after the pitocin started I’d say a couple hours and at 5.5 cm I opted to get an epidural. At last I could concentrate again and finally relax my body, those two hours were so painful! At this point I began to think about the fact that I had scheduled a birth photographer for you but she was out of town for the week so, I last minute texted her to ask if she had a back up! She had two but they were also unavailable however her third attempt came through and she was the sweetest momma of three little boys (Jessica) who made us feel so comfortable and took great photos. She got there about an hour after my epidural and began taking photos! At first I felt bad thinking oh no she is going to be here awhile because last time it took at least 10hrs for me to progress from 6 to 10 cm . This time that wasn’t the case about 2 hours after she arrived and around 5:50 the doctors checked me despite the fact I didn’t feel the need to push and I was ready to push ! After about three good pushes and less than 5 minutes you came out perfect as ever weighing 7lbs 3oz and 20inches long. Daddy and I were overjoyed! We couldn't believe how tiny you were and how much hair you had. You were also very red but we were assured this was normal. Since that day we can't imagine our lives without you, to say you fit flawlessly into our family is an understatement with you here we now feel complete !<br />
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Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-73585076963971958882017-04-11T20:14:00.001-07:002017-04-11T20:14:27.038-07:008 months Today, Tinny is 9 months old so, I thought I would recap what happened in month 8 !
She is just changing and growing so much with each new day I can barely keep up!</br>
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</br>NEWBORN</br>
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</br>4 MONTHS</br>
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</br>8 MONTHS</br>
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</br> More than just her looks have been changing though our girl now has SIX teeth and is eating all the FOODS!! She loves her some puffs! Sweet potatoes and bananas are also favorites. Currently, she eats about two fruit and veggie pouches a day.</br>
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</br>Although she hasn't thoroughly mastered crawling she can get where she needs to go whether that means rolling, scooting or pulling up on something and walking her self to desired location. (Yes, I said pulling up! She tends to get herself in a sitting position and then grabs the couch or outoman and up she goes.) She is even standing unassisted for very short periods of time like 3 seconds HA but, hey this Mama is all for celebrating the small stuff !! </br>
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</br>Also, this month we made the big transition from the co-sleeper to her crib and I think it was the right time and feel good about my decision. She could literally stand up in her co-sleeper and lean over the edge so, I was worried she might fall out. Thus, we packed it up! Right now she sleeps pretty soundly waking about once a night, not too bad compared to the 4 we were doing only a month earlier. </br>
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</br>This month we also did a FUN little Easter MINI with cousin EVIE!! I made them both BABYS BREATH crowns that was a very tedious job!! Each one took about 30 -45 minutes.</br>
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</br> We have also been thoroughly enjoying the PARK & OUTDOORS!!</br>
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</br> We LOVE our girl so much ! She is full of personality and is definitely a momma's girl even though she calls me DADADA :) and knows how to say what sounds like cat and tank ou (thank you) and not mama LOL</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-41183904609995205462016-11-14T19:05:00.001-08:002016-11-14T19:05:31.319-08:004 months</br>I can't believe it's November! I can't believe we have a four month old because around this time last year I found out I was pregnant! Here is a throw back!</br>
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</br>Time is just racing by and Tinley is changing with each new day. </br>
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</br> Communicating:When Tinley first arrived it was a guessing game most of the time trying to figure out what she needed (especially since I'm a FTM), now however I feel as though she has little cues that tip me off. She rubs her eyes when she is tired (I know this sounds obvious but she didn't always do this), she makes weird noises when she needs changed and she turns her head to my chest in a more pronounced way when she is hungry. All new ways of communicating for my little one that I am so grateful to see!</br>
</br> Development: Tinley has also found her feet and loves to play with them, its the cutest thing ever to me! </br>
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</br> Toys: She has become captivated with her little bunny rattle blanket toy that has no name. Suggestions welcome! Im thinking all the different textures intrigue her. She enjoys putting it up to her mouth and has started using her mouth to figure out what things are. </br>
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</br>Sleeping: She takes about two to three 1 hour naps a day. She goes to bed around 9p.m. and sleeps until about 8:30 a.m. usually waking up once at 5 a.m. to nurse. We just now started swaddling her because she keeps scratching her face.</br>
</br>Clothes: Currently wearing 3 to 6 months and 6 months for the most part. She can wear some 6-9 month and 9 month clothing so pretty much right on track. Here are some of her current fashions.</br>
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</br>Stats: Height- 26" (90th percentile) Weight- 15 lbs 6oz (80th percentile) Head circumference is 75th percentile</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-16359399661494180872016-10-10T19:49:00.002-07:002016-10-10T19:49:54.253-07:00Use. Me. Lord.
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</br>In the short three months its been since I had Tinley my heart has been awakened. I have felt the Lord's presence and love in such powerful ways as he has shown me that the immense and unconditional love I have for my little girl is only a fraction of his love for her, for me. I can't fully fathom it, yet I know it and feel it daily.</br>
</br>It moves me to be the very best version of myself for her, for my husband, for my community, for the lost and hurting, but most importantly for HIM. It delights my heart to say, "God what is your desire for me? How can I help your kingdom?" My mind drifts to beautiful and good things the Lord could use me to do.... </br>
</br>I sometimes wish that the Lord would drop at my feet his plan for my life not only figuratively but literally. Then I wouldn't have to wonder if I was doing the right things I would know, but that is not how he works. And, then again if it were I probably wouldn't be in as close communion with him. After all, I would be following a step by step guide it wouldn't be about my faith in Him.</br>
</br>It's somewhat like my passion to fiercely serve him and my fear of walking that out are at war. I want the beautiful adventure of doing the hard and holy things but, at the same time I question if I can really handle it. I know this is silly because He is in control and any illusion of me being in control by not stepping out is a falsity.</br>
</br>So, today it is on my heart and mind and in my prayers that God would take my passions and talents and use them in small and mighty ways to further his kingdom. That I would be open to all his plans and that I would be aware of his prompting and leading.</br>
</br>After having a close friend lose a baby to miscarriage the Lord has really put it on my heart to find some way to serve those who experience the loss of a child. Even if in only a small way, I want to do what I can. I don't want to sit back and think God can't use me because I don't have an elaborate plan or huge funds.</br>
</br>Hope Mommies Box Gatherings are events in which friends and family come together to assemble gifts, encouragement, and the gospel in the form of beautifully decorated and personally crafted boxes for mothers who have recently lost a child.</br>
</br>To learn more about this ministry please visit hopemommies.org</br>
</br>In order to host a Hope Mommies Box Gathering you must first do a fundraiser to raise money and supplies for the boxes. Each box cost about $45. These items include an ESV Bible, a Heaven Booklet (Randy Alcorn), a book on grief, journal, scripture cards, handwritten note, and a Hope Mommies™ brochure. A Hope Box also includes various comfort and pampering gifts such as: tissue, tea, coffee, lotion, lip care, bath bomb, candle and jewelry.</br>
</br>My goal is to be able to do 10 boxes. Once my goal is fully funded I will host a gathering at my home to assemble and decorate the boxes.</br>
</br>My hope is that in serving these mommies and praying over these boxes as we assemble them God will use us and the boxes to encourage their hearts.</br>
</br>If you feel lead to donate please contact me so I can direct you to the site where the funds will be collected to purchase the supplies.</br>
</br>Thanks so much for taking the time to read.</br>
</br>Shai Kinch</br>
</br>1 Peter 4:10 Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.</br>
</br>1 James 4:10 Serve those who cannot repay you.</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-70776826131502077192016-09-29T13:24:00.001-07:002016-09-29T13:24:13.122-07:00Almost 3 MONTHS !? </br>Dear Tins,</br>
</br>This week, week 12 was monumental! </br>
</br>You rolled over for the first time!(9/29/16) Your daddy and I proud as can be cheered you on in the doctors office, because yes, that is where you choose to roll over for the very first time! We are very appreciative that you choose to do it where A. we have a witness and B. could be together. GOOO TINLEY!!</br>
</br>You also got your shots which was probably just as hard for me to watch, as it was for you to get them. We were both crying messes! Daddy had to be the strong one. When the nurse was all finished I scooped you up quick as I could. Then the nurse and daddy looked at us and said, "oh no" thats when I looked at your little chunky leg and it was all bloody along with your blanket and my shirt. Oh the irony, you get shots and I walk out of the doctors with smeared make-up and a blood stained shirt. Motherhood.</br>
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</br>Early in the week you also reached upward for mommy and daddy's hands as we placed them in front of your face and oh how that warmed our parental hearts. Seeing you learn to use your hand-eye coordination is so amazing. Everything you do is amazing to us though.</br>
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</br>I also noticed that you started noticing your big kitty brother Auto, and tracked him around the room for a bit! I have a feeling you two are going to be the best of friends.</br>
</br> A typical night for you? Sleeping!? Well, you are great at that too! This week you have slept through the night a total of 3 nights and we are only at Thursday as I write this!</br>
</br> A typical day for ? You usually wake around 8:30 or 9 a.m. and want to eat, soon after you happily wake up smiling and cooing. You have your most alert period from about 9 to noon in which you look all around. During this time we take a walk, read, and do belly time on the play mat. After this, you are usually pretty tired and take a nap and then want to be held and cuddled throughout the evening.</br>
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</br>You have also found your thumb which you vigorously suck in the absence of you paci and you are also drooling now. Quite a bit! Other mommas tell me its normal!</br>
</br>You are cooing and talking in your little baby gurgles, but we are still patiently waiting for a little belly laugh!</br>
</br>I could go on and on, but here soon you will need to be fed. Speaking of feeding you have almost made it to your third month of being exclusively breast fed. Which is really great for your health so, I am celebrating the blessing of being able to provide this for you!</br>
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</br>Current Stats and percentiles according to a 3 month growth chart (because you are closer to 3 months than 2): </br>
</br>Weight: 13lbs 10oz (50th & 75th)</br>
</br>Height: 24.8 inches (75th & 90th)</br>
</br>Head Circumference: 40.3 cm (25th & 50th)</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-46756388256511944332016-08-15T08:14:00.001-07:002016-08-15T08:14:54.786-07:00Dear Tinley Jade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qfq7muRhtlO5092UHa2A18AQlffAHSSiFw2bgJbNagf56gpxYKQd1POWXgLNljv7hnV1nii28EMll-CbMMkns80TL34WvsidPbG0dWJ0oQRDSCWjV39-hIP32NyKfflwbMO_pp9sXw5x/s1600/848A5745copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qfq7muRhtlO5092UHa2A18AQlffAHSSiFw2bgJbNagf56gpxYKQd1POWXgLNljv7hnV1nii28EMll-CbMMkns80TL34WvsidPbG0dWJ0oQRDSCWjV39-hIP32NyKfflwbMO_pp9sXw5x/s320/848A5745copy.jpg" width="214" height="320" /></a></div> </br>
</br>Dear Tinley Jade,
</br>I have a story to tell you, it's the story of your birth.</br>
</br>Did you know your momma was told she would be holding you in her arms on July 3rd 2016? That's right Saturday July 2nd at about 4 p.m. after talking to my midwife about my high blood pressure (160s/90s) she asked me to come in to the hospital for monitoring. After being monitored for 3 hours my blood pressure didn't normalize and so the midwife on call, Amanda told me we would probably have to induce labour so you wouldn't be at risk. Ironically enough just when they told me that my blood pressure normalized. As part of the routine checks before sending me home they checked my cervix and I was 5cm dilated, 90% effaced and you were in the zero station. At this point everyone thought I was in early labour so I was sent to a delivery room and given an IV.</br>
</br> We thought my contractions would pick up that night and that you would be here the next morning, but they never did. So, the next morning Mommy, Daddy and our other midwife, Sharon decided it would be in your best interest for me to go home and let things happen naturally. Gigi and Grandpa had already traveled up to see you so we had to tell them and everyone else they would have to keep waiting.</br>
</br>As the week drew on Mommy was starting to get impatient and her blood pressure was still a little unsteady so the next week I had two more doc appointments one on Wednesday and one on Friday at both appointments they stripped my membranes and sent me home with confidence that you would arrive over the weekend, I was excited!</br>
</br>Sunday July 10 your due date rolled around and you still hadn't come. That morning your Daddy and I went to church and all the while I remember just hoping and praying you would come soon. When we got home from church I went straight to my room laid down and cried. I wanted you here and you were just as comfy as could be. I however was feeling crampy and emotional. Finally Daddy convinced me to get up. I decided to be more positive and got ready to go do something with your dad to take my mind off of the situation. Just as we were getting ready to leave mommy's belly started to feel weird.</br>
</br>At about 5p.m. mommy's cramps turned into what I thought might be contractions. I immediately got on my exercise ball and was there for the next hour bracing myself as the pains came and went. Then daddy decided it was time we start timing the contractions. They started off about 7 mins apart and then got closer to 5 mins apart so daddy packed up the car with all our stuff to go to the hospital. We didn't end up going to the hospital though, because just as we packed the car the contractions became really irregular at times being up to 16 mins apart.</br>
</br>We didn't want another false alarm trip to the hospital so we went on a walk thinking that might speed things up, but had no luck. By this time it was after eight and Daddy was getting hungry. So we got in the car and headed to KFC. We figured I should try to eat something too in case this wasn't real labour so, I carefully ordered mashed potatoes, mac n cheese and a biscuit.</br>
</br> Once we got home I kept having contractions, but neither daddy or I were convinced they were the real deal. It was about 10 when dad decided to go to bed and I decided I would try and sleep the best I could. Daddy fell asleep quickly and I tried to sleep, but kept waking up. I remember feeling so confused I knew my body was feeling something it never had before, but I didn't understand why my contractions were so irregular. While daddy was sleeping mommy called Sharon one of our midwives for the second time that night. Sharon comforted me and advised me to try getting in the tub. Immediately I got in the tub and then was out and back in repeatedly.</br>
</br> At one point I called granny and we talked on the phone as I went through some of the contractions. After we ended our conversation things started to pick up. The tub no longer comforted me. Contractions were so intense I had to get on my hands and knees and brace myself. </br>
</br> At around 2 a.m. I yelled for Daddy because I knew it was time to go to the hospital. Waking Daddy from a deep sleep isn't always the most fun thing he was a bit grouchy and told me I'd have to wait until he was done using the bathroom. Needless to say that didn't go over well. Lucky for him though I have forgiven him! </br>
</br> Upon arrival at the ER I didn't wait for Daddy to unpack the car I waddled in as quickly as possible and asked for labor and delivery. The security guard promptly provided me with a wheelchair. They asked me all these questions and thankfully Daddy answered for me. Before we knew it the L&D nurse was down to get us. She asked me how many cm dilated I was at my last appointment and when I told her 5cm she took off. Daddy could barely keep up!</br>
</br> Once we got in the room Sharon the midwife came in and checked my cervix I was now 6.5 cm dilated. She suggested I get in the tub (birthing pool), but I was hesitant having just come from the tub at home. She said that it would feel much different here since it was deeper. At this point the pain was terrible so I agreed. I got in the tub and continued to labour losing track of time and just trying to get through each contraction. At about 5 a.m. Sharon checked me again I was 9 cm dilated and elated I had made it this far without any pain meds and thought, "Yes I can do this!". It was important to me to bring you into the world as naturally as possible. </br>
</br> Unfortunately, things didn't quite go like Mommy planned. After another hour of laboring and no progress Sharon suggested we break my water which would surely progress things. I agreed and once my water broke the pain increased tremendously. I labored for another hour and to my horror I had actually went back. I was now 8.5 cm dilated the pressure of the water bag was actually holding my cervix open wider. I remember feeling so discouraged, extremely tired and in a lot of pain. I continued to labor with the new midwife on call Leticia for 3 more hours without any progress before accepting the fact that medicine would a part of your birth story.</br>
</br> At 10 a.m. I begged for anything that could take the pain away even a tylenol. Leticia said to talk with Daddy and see if I really wanted to, I told her I didn't need to talk to Daddy. HAHA Ironically enough though I had to wait an additional hour for my epidural because the doctor was in surgery. In the meantime they gave Mommy Nubane(SP) It made things A LOT more bearable. The next thing I knew the Doctor came in and administered the epidural, but the other medicine was already working so well I actually fell asleep while getting it. That scared Daddy a little bit he thought the Doctor killed me. </br>
</br> Three hours later I woke up from a very relaxing nap and was checked again, by this time I was fully effaced, 10 cm dilated, and ready to push. With the support of Daddy and our midwife Leticia I pushed for 40 mins and at 3:34 p.m. you were born. Daddy loves to tell everyone that I just kept saying gimme gimme. Well at least you know you are loved and very much wanted!! </br>
</br> As curious as I was to find out your weight and length I didn't want you to leave my side. Finally, though I let them take you and voiced my guess of 8 pounds 12 ounces you were 9 pounds 5 ounces and 22 inches long. You were perfect and everyday since your birth my life has had an added JOY because of you!! I truly feel like my life has a deeper meaning. I never thought the sacrifices of being a mother would be easy, and it can be very hard at times but, for sure without a doubt I will always always always tell you and anyone who asks, "You are worth it" everyday, any day, all the days! I love you Tins ! Mommy and Daddy love you without reserve and we promise to do our best to entrust you to the Lord following his plan and ensuring that we will be guided to give you the best of ourselves. </br>
</br>Love, Mommy </br>
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Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-51617307255723375592016-06-12T19:07:00.000-07:002016-06-12T19:07:34.885-07:00Babymooners
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</br> We are four weeks out! </br>
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</br> FOUR! </br>
</br>As in if our little girl comes on her due date, we will be holding her in our arms in a matter of a month.
It is the most indescribable feeling because I have SO MANY feelings about it. EXCITEMENT. FEAR. JOY. </br>
</br>We know her arrival will be life changing we know things will never be the same, we know they will be better. She is a blessing from God.</br>
</br> However, we also know that having this beautiful addition enter our lives will challenge us in ways that we never thought possible and that raising her will be a grand adventure that requires us to be the best version of ourselves. We know the best gift we can give our sweet Tinley Jade is a home with God at the center and so we pray that the Lord would work in our lives ever increasingly taking our focus off of worldly things and onto the things of Heaven.</br>
</br> Our relationship and how we treat each other will ultimately be one of the greatest ways we show Tinley and the world the Love of Jesus our Lord. We know we must continually invest and pour into each other in ways that speak Love to the other person, because we want our sweet girl to understand we are FOR EACH OTHER just like our heavenly father is FOR US. </br>
</br> This past weekend we were able to do just that as we devoted a whole 5 days to us. From the moment we became pregnant we knew we wanted to take a babymoon we both agreed it was important to spend some serious quality time together shortly before our bundle of joy entered the world. We had heard the advice from many new parents. "For those first couple months its all about baby. You are in survival mode you don't have a lot of "US" time and that can often strain your relationship." Taking the wise advice of those who had gone before we planned a little getaway to Michigan. </br>
</br> Well I guess you couldn't really say planned because uh we didn't do a whole lot of that... we knew we would spend at least one night in St. Joseph and then travel more north just exploring. Yep, those were the extent of our plans the point was that we would spend time together. So, you could pretty much say YELP and Trip Advisor were our best friends. </br>
</br> We had to make a lot of decisions spur of the moment and ended up experiencing some really great things together and lots of firsts for the both of us! </br>
</br> Like a Bed and Breakfast (The Painted Turtle), St. Joseph, Traverse City, Michigan's Coast, Build A Bear Workshop, Silver Beach Pizza, Bread +Bar, Gumbo, Tosi's Cafe, Cabana's, Slabtown Burgers, Grand Traverse Resort and Spa, Black Beard's Putt Putt Course, cart cycling, Georgina's and Harbor Shores Golf Course! </br>
</br> Of all the places we explored and all the things we did the best moments of our trip were the moments we spent laughing together and challenging each other. Coming home we feel refreshed and excited for this next phase of our lives. We are ready to meet our GIRL! Also, we highly recommend babymoons!! They don't have to be long or expensive or far away the point is quality time with your significant other, make it a priority!</br>
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</br> Zac fell deeply in love with Harbor Shores Golf Course and I enjoyed the pretty scenery and being caddy for a day! </br>
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</br> We explored the local eateries and have a couple recommendations if you are in the area!
</br> St.Joseph: Our favorites were Silver Beach Pizza, Bread + Bar, and Tosi's Cafe </br>
</br> Silver Beach Pizza: The Pizza and breadsticks were delicious and really reasonably priced!! Plus you got a nice view of the lake! </br>
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</br> Tosi's Cafe was a quaint little place in the middle of downtown surrounded by dessert shops! Everything looked delicious but I really loved their bacon corn chowder although, I didn't get a picture of that but here is our main course! So yummy!</br>
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</br> Last but, definitely not least was Bread + Bar a more high end restaurant with the flavors to back up the price!! My first time trying filet mignon and Zac's first time trying polenta, everything surpassed our expectations! </br>
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</br> Traverse City: Slabtown Burgers and Gerogina's both places on opposite ends of the spectrum but equally yummy with uniquely cool atmospheres. I only got pictures of Slabtown (it was in a renovated old house) so you'll have to look up Georgina's on your own! </br>
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Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-89472848368146868832013-12-13T11:14:00.003-08:002013-12-14T19:09:19.538-08:00You don't appreciate it until you work for it!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSNhCAYz6yO6eBB2mJt3TWT7e86gxk-3WkYQk76IyCzWDP-ErO3E3ET1m5hERdelV6qzngvtaWjYitXlWtOky1BM-ZsbZYNI0xjmRjKaqu195UI9tTkMY8oIwTgOn-BW4D733rgFfFJOKe/s1600/aaaa.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSNhCAYz6yO6eBB2mJt3TWT7e86gxk-3WkYQk76IyCzWDP-ErO3E3ET1m5hERdelV6qzngvtaWjYitXlWtOky1BM-ZsbZYNI0xjmRjKaqu195UI9tTkMY8oIwTgOn-BW4D733rgFfFJOKe/s400/aaaa.png" /></a></div></br>
</br>I finally feel like I have time to relax and write again now that school is done until January. </br>
</br> First and foremost I wanted to thank everyone who prayed for me these last couple of months as I struggled to make it through a class I really didn't enjoy. Math has never been my thing but when you throw in constructions its a recipe for disaster and it was..... but to be honest I had this mentality going into it that wasn't all that great either. I kept telling myself get through it this isn't your thing, your not going to remember anything, and you won't enjoy it but, just do it. So I did my homework got my A's and then when it came to the tests did awful I won't beat around the bush. Quickly realizing working at this pace wasn't going to cut it and if I didn't muster up some kind of something I wasn't going to get the C+ I needed, I buckled down. First I asked everyone to pray for me and then I got to work studying. I had a C+ in the class but with the final being a third of my grade and my test history of two C's and an F I knew I was going to have to work extra hard. I needed a C+ on the final to keep my grade and from how I had done on the other two tests I was pretty nervous at first wondering if it was even possible. To be honest I'm just not used to studying and I usually don't, except when it comes to math and I think I found out why. I have to work at it and actually apply myself. Putting that extra effort in isn't enjoyable or pleasant when I could be doing other things like spending time with my friends and family.</br>
</br> Something changed though as I studied for my test as I kept working at it learning more it got easier for me to keep studying over the weekend. The more effort I put into it the more effort I wanted to keep putting into it. Studying for probably a combined total of four hours over the weekend the stress started to melt. As Monday afternoon rolled around I was a little uneasy but I knew going into it that I was okay with whatever happened because I had worked hard and I had learned and taught myself the material I hadn't previously understood.</br>
</br> After taking the test I was a little nervous but, was pretty sure I had gotten at least a C+. Waiting for my grade to come in seemed like ages. When I finally saw the results though it made me love math a little :). I had gotten a 77% C+ on my final. My hard work paid off and I was so happy. I learned so much from this experience. The reason it made me love math is because I realized how much more you appreciate the things you have to work towards earning. It has inspired to apply this in every aspect of my life and I can't wait to see the rewards it produces.
When I returned to look at my grades tonight I had a "B" and I feel so blessed. God was definitely working behind the scenes growing and teaching me. I am so thankful that he blessed me and gave me the motivation to study.
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-16466436815136149582013-08-05T08:27:00.002-07:002013-08-05T08:27:46.632-07:00Check Canoeing Off</br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2Ggy5fBAJnwPTHitenGXp_s9ELLSXoP_ZdLbXu_3KYz6ZQO8rL2dSlHg97rPnkGi4jxTuSzkUxH57OgH6cnUa8CdgA86EoR2Ew7MKHotQ_Qkjdn8Eu74M6BwjrgolV969qXV0cb51g95/s1600/can1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2Ggy5fBAJnwPTHitenGXp_s9ELLSXoP_ZdLbXu_3KYz6ZQO8rL2dSlHg97rPnkGi4jxTuSzkUxH57OgH6cnUa8CdgA86EoR2Ew7MKHotQ_Qkjdn8Eu74M6BwjrgolV969qXV0cb51g95/s400/can1.jpg" /></a></div></br>
</br>Zac and I woke up bright and early around 7:15 and got ready and headed to Jalapa a small town around Marion. We met our friends Eric and Brooke and dropped the truck off so we could ride with them to pick up the canoes.</br>
</br>We rented the canoes out at Riverbend and had them in the water by 8:30! Then we began our five mile journey down the river. It was such a great time I really enjoyed being outside. The scenery was beautiful the green trees against the relaxing ripple of the water made me want to start every day with canoeing. We laughed and ate candy and enjoyed the company of each other. Besides the BIG OLE rock that bumped Zac straight off his seat and right into the middle of the canoe the trip was as smooth as can be. Well we did have to walk once but that was only for a very short time like maybe two minutes. And thankfully the night before I had with the help of Zac sought out the appropriate river walking shoes. It only took four stores Dollar General, Walgreens, Marsh and then finally CVS came through. Best shoes ever so comfy. They aren't the cutest though but let me thoroughly recommend ( DOGGERS)!! I jokingly told Zac I might where them more often then I should he gave me a look and I smiled.</br>
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</br>Zac said his day was made when we saw our first ever bald eagle!It sitting on a branch right in front of us. I had to admit that was pretty cool! Ironically Eric had just mentioned them only ten minutes earlier. For me the birds and the wildlife were only a small part of what made the day so great it was peacefulness I felt out there with no distractions just us and nature cooperating as we glided our sometimes awkward canoe away from the rocks. It was a good feeling to know that besides minor disgruntle we were a team</br>
</br>At one point we even stopped off at this little stream that broke away from the water. We took about ten minutes on foot to walk through part of it. It was really neat and I was thankful we got the opportunity to do that. It was mainly in the woods and although the water was much shallower it was also much colder. We saw little fish and overall it was just really pretty seeing how the rocks were perfectly shaped to let the water glide over them.</br>
</br>We got out of the river around 11:30 and the boys pulled our canoes up a really steep hill and then through a very crowded with weeds, brush, and trees trail. That was my least favorite part of the trip going through a wooded trail with only small footpath and lots of mosquitos didn't get me very excited especially when the boys couldn't tell us if it was the right trail or not. It was ! We made it out and I'm excited for our next canoe trip!!</br>
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</br>No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.</br>
</br>Unscripted. Unedited. Real.</br>
</br>5 mins of writing on a set topic.</br>
</br>Then linking up at Lisa-Jo Baker's blog.</br>
</br>Prompt: Broken</br>
</br>START-</br>
</br>When we look at or see the word BROKEN a negative connotation immediately follows. What if though, we began to look at our broken moments differently. What if we realized their potential to encourage growth and saw how they could change us drastically into the people God desires us to be. Wouldn't our lives be sweeter and our hearts more accepting.</br>
</br>From the Message, <b>Matthew 5:4</b> You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you, Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-12326117920942996232013-07-17T19:08:00.000-07:002013-07-17T19:08:01.244-07:00A must read
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</br>While I'd like to say I've begun reading Bonhoeffer.....No that goal is still on list but I am finishing up another extraordinary book right now. (<b>Peace Making Women</b>). My eyes are wide open. I see. I recommend it if you desire to see too. </br>
</br>What do I see? I see the the lies I have believed about relationships and I am beginning to understand how those lies can be restored with, <i>peace</i>. I'm not finished with this book yet but, I know its an excellent read for anyone willing to receive biblical knowledge about solving real life problems with those people we have to talk to everyday, those people we need to talk to everyday. Humans and their relationships are ever changing but if we presume to keep our relationships peaceful, one thing must remain constant, LOVE.</br>
</br>God is Love having said that the foundation for all peace-filled relationships is the gospel of Jesus Christ.</br>
</br> One of the great quotes I got from the book: On the last day. Jesus will not ask about our IQ, social status, health, or wealth. He will ask how our relationships were. And the chief characteristic of a good relationship is love. ~ Alfred Poirier</br>
</br>Plain and simple their are just a few insights I must share with you, they are life changing and totally useful for this generation. As they have helped me to preserve in my convictions and inspired dramatic change in me.</br>
</br>Loving a person despite how they treat you is a reflection <i>of who you are </i>and <i>your heart</i> not about who they are and whether or not they deserve your love.</br>
</br>Forgiveness too? Your probably thinking. and the answer.... OH YES. Yes yes yes.</br>
</br>But what about sacrifice? That can't be the case with it after all those pinterest sayings I've read about not making someone else your priority when they only make you an option. Well my friends according to the Bible we have been deceived. Sacrificing for others is more about us than it is about them. It a reflection of our ability to be selfless or lack thereof.</br>
</br>I'm so thankful for the insights of Tara Barthel and Judy Dabler wwho coauthored Peace Making Women and pray God uses this book to radically change my heart and mold be into a peace making woman.</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-83860205648184412422013-07-12T21:03:00.001-07:002013-07-12T21:03:44.376-07:00something worth sharing</br>October 14, 2012</br>
</br>I was having an unusually bad night. I kept thinking to myself unhealthy thoughts and thoughts that would normally fuel a relapse in my eating disorder. I wanted so badly to feel confident in who I was and what God had so graciously blessed me with but... to be honest, I just didn't. I sent up a short prayer for some sort of help particularly mentioning and thinking about confidence.... and then in that moment I decided I wouldn't lay in my bed a second longer.</br>
</br>I got up and went to the next room over, where my bible and green journal lay. Two items I hadn't touched in about a week. Hoping to find some sort of solace in writing to God a heartfelt prayer, I opened my green Pslams journal to the next clean sheet and to my amazement there on the opposite side of the page lay a verse and a title. They read: My Heart Is Confident in You. and verses 57:1-3 and 57:7-11 followed. I remember even to this day almost a year later how warmed my heart was. Here I was thinking I was going to write down some desperate plea for help and my Savior was ready for it, for whatever need I might have. He had written me the most beautiful words I could imagine, life giving words.</br>
</br> Upon reading Pslam 57:1-3 Be good to me, God and now! I've run to You for dear life. I'm hiding out under your wings until the hurricane blows over. I call out to High God, the God who holds me together. He sends orders from heaven and saves me..... God delivers generous love, He makes good on his word. AND Pslam 57: 7-11 My heart is confident in You, O God; my heart is confident. No wonder I can sing Your Praises!... I will wake the dawn with my song. I will thank You, Lord, among all the people. I will sing Your praises among the nations. For Your unfailing love is as high as the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds. Be exalted, O God, above the highest heavens. May Your glory shine over all the earth. Instantly my heart brimmed with joy and the tears were gone.</br>
</br> Seeing God is such a vivid way forever changed my life. He is always with us and caring for us but we must seek him if we are to find him.</br>Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-50602331396389226772013-07-12T19:47:00.001-07:002013-07-12T19:47:55.846-07:00Five Minute Friday: Present<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtjsRlQU_BUzSUUDt-hBWxvfuJD_rQnyS7IQjYg8uXRUyH7lwczt8T44SHDIQbUx9_M4kBgtUecz4-4xTPH6w3N74eh2hlEN5W1yRjmS69CfUk1ff8i-Xg8fCyN7tM-EDX_VhwOAcITnO/s1600/pt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtjsRlQU_BUzSUUDt-hBWxvfuJD_rQnyS7IQjYg8uXRUyH7lwczt8T44SHDIQbUx9_M4kBgtUecz4-4xTPH6w3N74eh2hlEN5W1yRjmS69CfUk1ff8i-Xg8fCyN7tM-EDX_VhwOAcITnO/s400/pt.jpg" /></a></div></br>
</br>On Bloglovin, I noticed my friend Eva over at Snappeturtle was doing this Five Minute Friday Prompt. Basically you write for five minutes on the Friday prompt and don't worry about grammar or perfection and then link up over at Lisa-Jo Baker's blog were everyone shares what they wrote . It sounded like a pretty neat idea so I thought I'd give it a try this week's prompt: Present.</br>
</br> <b>Present</b> being in the moment and aware of your surroundings. Is it just me or has technology made this a pretty hard thing to do in this day in age?</br>
</br> Sometimes it can be really frustrating when you want to talk to someone and they are just completely glued to their phone and not even acknowledging you. Especially when its your friends and I know I am equally guilty of this but, I am definitely gonna take extra effort to be aware and not do that when I'm with other people no one likes to be thought less important than a phone and I certainly don't want anyone else to think that I value my phone time more than my time with them. </br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-21910033213039953032013-07-09T07:23:00.000-07:002013-07-09T07:23:43.824-07:00hitting and putting
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</br>This Sunday after church I got a little closer to accomplishing my goal of being able to hit and putt properly. I really love that I have made this list of things I want to accomplish because it is really motivating me to accomplish them. I have officially checked off one of my other goals as well but I'll talk about that in a later post. For now, I'll just elaborate on my golf outing......</br>
</br>When we arrived at the golf course I was super excited to get started but, didn't exactly know what to expect. I had only been to the golf course one other time and that day Zac and I had just putted for a short time. Today though, Zac, my very experienced golfer boyfriend was going to show me how to hit the ball like in the air and make it go a long distance.</br>
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</br>I thought, "Yeah, I will probably do terrible a couple times but as I kept hitting I'd get better and be decent at least." HA hahahahha. Yes, in this one outing I expected to get down the basic hitting technique. Reality: Zac brought me a little basket of about 25 golf balls to his big basket of about 40. At first I was like why do you get more. By the end though I understood and was thanking him for getting me a smaller basket. I'd say of the 25 balls I hit about three were decent ones. They ended up pretty close to the first flag in front of me and that was definitely an accomplishment for me. But as to why I was appreciative for the smaller basket was because my hands and wrists were quickly becoming sore. Something I would never have mentioned to him. Especially after I had begged and begged for him to take me golfing and we were finally at the course.</br>
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</br>Their were also quite a few un-glamorous and even painful times when I attempted to hit the ball with all my force and slammed the club into the ground just before the ball. OUCH!! Don't do that it hurts really bad. Like a ringing in your wrist kind of bad.</br>
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</br>Overall I had a great time. Learning something new is always challenging at first but once you get it down it can be tons of fun. Zac was patient in teaching me and helped when I needed him to which I very much appreciated. He also let me learn things for myself too. I am such a visual learning seeing someone do something and then repeating what they do is how I learn best. I am excited to get back out there and keep at it.</br>
</br>And can I just say to all you golfers out there I admire your dedication to get out in the heat and drag your bag around for like four hours straight and still play amazingly I know that <b>ain't no easy task</b>.
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-31924646418298583972013-06-27T17:50:00.003-07:002013-06-27T18:05:59.286-07:00half way to 2014<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkyGF1g9RbDjTb55xAim5ZUPQv4qZMgVgZvnXReaXlZTWGJYU-toyzlzAGmU1zY-tMhOYrymwCympDZ6iHQ7Zcx-P9pwZTcC9etEuDcOg8dh1-ZOlGgR3iwSpwXS3JT4-mELg0qVVlbdS/s400/snoooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkyGF1g9RbDjTb55xAim5ZUPQv4qZMgVgZvnXReaXlZTWGJYU-toyzlzAGmU1zY-tMhOYrymwCympDZ6iHQ7Zcx-P9pwZTcC9etEuDcOg8dh1-ZOlGgR3iwSpwXS3JT4-mELg0qVVlbdS/s400/snoooo.jpg" /></a></div>
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</br>Realizing this year is going by so quickly and that my summer is almost over I began to brainstorm making a list of some things I want to do before 2014. I so believe in the importance of goals and that without them our ability to achieve and try new things is hindered. It is never my intention to think that just because I am a college student with limited funds their isn't plenty of things out there for me try and succeed at or possibly fail, its all about the experience for me!</br>
</br>I want to take advantage of and truly be thankful for my health, youth, and time while I have the opportunity. When you take the time to truly think of all the wonderful things this world has to offer ( after exaggerated efforts to get the negative offers out of your head)its amazing. God's desire for us as Christians is that we lead a joy filled lives and I can't imagine my life being to joyful if I remain in the same place day after day and never try anything new. Unless of course that was His will for me but in everything I have read, that doesn't seem to be the case.</br>
</br>Its not that I think my life will be more joyful if I add this list of goals rather it is I believe that if through faith I rely on God to help me complete my goals I will become more joyful in his lovingkindness, goodness and faithfulness. I believe it is by trusting in him we grow. If in every new thing I try and goal I complete or attempt to complete I trust in him I can't go wrong. Nothing can happen but my heart be filled to the brim with love.</br>
</br>I may not be able to check everything off the list but it is better to set too many goals than not enough. I once heard, "if your dreams don't scare you they aren't big enough" and I have to say I agree. Some of my dreams for 2014 are silly and some are very serious but I think I can gain something good from all of them.</br>
</br>Having said that, by 2014 I plan to...............</br>
</br>*Get all A's and B's in my classes.
</br>*Volunteer in my church's Sunday School and help out with the elementary!
</br>*Learn how to play golf or at least hit the ball properly.
</br>*Go hiking and canoeing at least once.
</br>*With the help of Zac try all 65 of the Sno Castle flavors.(So far its 8 down with 57 to go)
</br>*Make beautiful cupcakes for the October wedding of my dad and his fiance,Kristi.
</br>*Book a ticket to California and go see my cousin, Samantha.
</br>*Make homemade marshmellows!
</br>*Become comfortable driving on highways and interstates.
</br>*And Last but not least read Bonhoeffer.</br>
On top of being a part-time nanny and a full time student being in August I think this is quite the challenge but, I am definitely up for it. I can't wait for the adventure. I plan to update regularly on my progress and celebrate accomplishments on my blog. I will also tweet about my goals under the hash tag (#slmuntil2014).Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-30475219639128649152013-06-24T15:48:00.000-07:002013-06-24T15:53:07.731-07:00And so this journey begins...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY50MjOxZ9AvJpP0IiwRZCNGUw3YjWgjCUNLJiSQyAgcIi3_qb0ZMjqs6fF5CcWT2enJ-Co4ckrmMffazo3hW6VvrogyeTC2NmEGpM1vRC3xdY2Yfjzag5lIa47rKIJ05bxH8QPbngEoAR/s1600/tech.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY50MjOxZ9AvJpP0IiwRZCNGUw3YjWgjCUNLJiSQyAgcIi3_qb0ZMjqs6fF5CcWT2enJ-Co4ckrmMffazo3hW6VvrogyeTC2NmEGpM1vRC3xdY2Yfjzag5lIa47rKIJ05bxH8QPbngEoAR/s400/tech.jpg" /></a></div></br>
</br>As of June 20th I completed my first class that goes towards my new major: Elementary Education. Wooo! I know, I know its only one class but small steps turn into BIG DREAMS. Okay, so I might be going out on a limb because.... I have only taken one class in my new major and am currently enrolled in one now, but when people say once you find something you love, you excel. They aren't kiddin. I am proud to say that my completed class Technology in Education was a success I got an A. Not only that but I enjoyed the class and for those who know me that hasn't came out of my mouth since I started this whole college process. In the class I just started Introduction to Scientific Inquiry, a class that I have attended twice for <b>8 hrs each time</b> and have 6 more 8 hr days to complete this summer, I am doing well in also. And again I am loving the class. Normally I would get bored in a class half that long but, the teacher is great about keeping us intrigued and learning. The class is all about teaching Science and I am so fascinated by what I have learned in the two days I have attended . But more than that I find myself thinking about what I learned after I have left the classroom and that's a rarity for me as well. Its such a breath of fresh air to feel so much excitement about what I am learning and to truly be excited about my future as a teacher. I am so thankful for all who prayed for me and more importantly for God's blessing and direction as I struggled to understand why I was having such conflicting feelings about a business degree.</br>
</br> If you're unsure of your major this is encouragement to take a leap of faith and see what else is out there you have to try things before you can know if you like them or not.</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-89984376614914340692013-06-18T20:45:00.001-07:002013-06-18T20:45:17.487-07:00In honor of Father's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglqAWJGbr4alXJkP8-etD4smn2TIa4zRYBlLZPiqKMihL6_shCmfFV9mmMGT1ae3MCKQxr4BtBlP7EcNoaMEmQiXAJE5WYUw-9Idvi_Xl0UIxbixzRYlvHl7yMQ6_fSjGifFkJSMbQItMt/s1600/IMG_20130616_113625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglqAWJGbr4alXJkP8-etD4smn2TIa4zRYBlLZPiqKMihL6_shCmfFV9mmMGT1ae3MCKQxr4BtBlP7EcNoaMEmQiXAJE5WYUw-9Idvi_Xl0UIxbixzRYlvHl7yMQ6_fSjGifFkJSMbQItMt/s640/IMG_20130616_113625.jpg" /></a></div>
</br>We have so many names for the special guy we celebrate on Father's Day! I know I've called mine an array of names ranging from pops to daddy (<i>when I was an oh so little girl</i>). If you have a dad you are blessed. I think God for my dad always. He is a strong man that has been through a great deal but he has always supported, encouraged and provided for me.</br>
</br>He is such a blessing in my life as I know, not all people have their daddys around. Some have gone to Heaven and others just choose not to be apart of their children's lives, sadly. My heart yearns for those children who dad's have gone astray and for those I want to talk about a certain verse that is so touching so loving and so impacting. It's <b>Psalm 68:5 A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.</b></br>
</br>Whether you know your biological father or not has no bearing on you knowing your heavenly father. He yearns to be close to all His children and His love is enduring and unending for those he knows as his beloved. Be encouraged today if your missing your earthly father. Your heavenly father desires to come close to and comfort you to show you love and grace beyond human capacity.</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-36615164659317128252013-06-13T11:00:00.000-07:002013-06-13T11:03:18.513-07:00Spring-Inspired Devil's Food <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicm8t__wBfD_mFbt-pz8oTTXOjRcs_2fg3O8cMj08mhH1VcrMpvmEsm25SqSHzoO9tHr0xjW5U3aCjCBS5in4m9SgiYEfRKzpnsbmWbcinhlE0adIRILlqugz5TEngzbJM2QdJVDW8uifK/s1600/cuppy+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicm8t__wBfD_mFbt-pz8oTTXOjRcs_2fg3O8cMj08mhH1VcrMpvmEsm25SqSHzoO9tHr0xjW5U3aCjCBS5in4m9SgiYEfRKzpnsbmWbcinhlE0adIRILlqugz5TEngzbJM2QdJVDW8uifK/s400/cuppy+1.jpg" /></a></div>
</br>In the midst of Spring I found some inspiration...........</br>
and the results turned out pretty well. Credit to the lush greens in the background for really making my cupcakes look beautiful!</br>Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-7692982242318546562013-06-05T17:45:00.001-07:002013-06-05T17:48:24.635-07:00grandma's housepamilya.
</br>familie.
</br>family.
</br>teaghlach.
</br>Different spellings, different languages all for the same word, "<b><i>family</i></b>" as we say in English.
Today I was feeling ever so grateful for mine! I love when I get to spend time with my cousins. They are the best type of friends you can have! No matter how far apart you are in age from them you can count on always having fun together. And for the ones that weren't with us, (Jeremy, Samantha, and Cody) you were missed!</br>
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Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-17443392778228793552013-05-31T22:25:00.000-07:002013-05-31T22:29:45.373-07:00fashionista in my headIm always on Pinterest seeing these super cute looks and dreaming of a day when I can afford to look so styled..haha
Not really. I mean if the outfits fell into my lap at a reasonable price then yes, I would totally grab them up and wear them religiously. But no I don't long for them in an unhealthy way! After all they are just clothes but, it is fun to show my personality and dress up once in awhile. If you asked me to some up what my style was in words I would probably just say .... a mixture of different styles combined. Check out the looks I like and give me your feedback! What do you think my style is?</br>
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</br> I think its pretty clear I'm a huge fan of slouchy tops, skinny jeans, big bags, neutral colors with one bright color and totally against matchy matchyness.
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-22416958108239392772013-05-31T10:35:00.002-07:002013-05-31T10:35:51.693-07:00the good thing....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedHSeu5aKcofrNOf67UsfnHx_i0-Hd0rSPOU9_c1PvP-Kvqn1zziSQrMZnpTDw7jsR3umesjHChjD5U12ELajZJZ1SF681du5v1PdViXTBjrhpTHyJLFfvksv20prmo-RfE8sIrJTg5MB/s1600/james+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedHSeu5aKcofrNOf67UsfnHx_i0-Hd0rSPOU9_c1PvP-Kvqn1zziSQrMZnpTDw7jsR3umesjHChjD5U12ELajZJZ1SF681du5v1PdViXTBjrhpTHyJLFfvksv20prmo-RfE8sIrJTg5MB/s320/james+1.jpg" /></a></br>
</br>Why is it that the right thing is usually the hard thing!?! </br>
</br>Probably because the right thing means dying to ourselves not giving in to the flesh which, is no easy task.
The flesh which tends to fight against everything God desires for us also fights for everything that temporarily makes life better and easier.</br>
</br>I often wonder how my heart can be so stubborn at times, that I give into my flesh?
Even when I know it will amount in no gain. When I know it will only result in me becoming closer to the world and farther from my Father. Which will result in a life filled to the brim with despair and pain running from one thing to another for fulfillment.</br>
</br>It irritates me to an almost unbearable degree, my flesh. I can definitely relate to Pual in Romans 7:15 when he says, "For what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate." Its true we often at times hate the sin in our lives but keep on sinning !?! Thinking that our ways will somehow amount to change that we can do what we want, how we want and things will turn out okay.</br>
</br>And no matter how long we attempt we continue to fail.</br>
</br>But this only testifies to the power of Christ and that apart from him we can do nothing. It means that if we are not in his will we are not going to be okay our ways will not be prosperous and we will not bring glory to His name. Well, you might be for a short time that is until something goes wrong. Glory to Christ though, is given when things go wrong and we can remain strong and find our strength in him to carry on.</br>
</br>Galatians 5:13-16 ESV /
</br>For you were called to freedom, brothers. Only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. For the whole law is fulfilled in one word: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” But if you bite and devour one another, watch out that you are not consumed by one another. But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh.</br>
</br>His desire for us is that we live a blessed life and if we hold that love close to our hearts we will begin to understand.</br>Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-53993573894568100012013-05-27T21:39:00.000-07:002013-05-27T21:43:13.605-07:00memorial day thanks and #bachelorette thoughts<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4grCr8qnb-7Kxmojls6LhrdFRr1yv48AnTObxVJPvbdBPr7oYHmFH6kEZbnK1kuMVj8RLZ8Me5IvdTJy7y5qJQkJomB8RV4ROMskXwJAOf5KY-KKqQz-1JCXow7UdUaG7q0Piqk1ZBEy/s1600/thank+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4grCr8qnb-7Kxmojls6LhrdFRr1yv48AnTObxVJPvbdBPr7oYHmFH6kEZbnK1kuMVj8RLZ8Me5IvdTJy7y5qJQkJomB8RV4ROMskXwJAOf5KY-KKqQz-1JCXow7UdUaG7q0Piqk1ZBEy/s320/thank+1.jpg" /></a>
</br>First and foremost I want to thank all the soldiers who have and continue to <b>BRAVELY</b> fight for our freedom. You are appreciated. Because of you I was blessed to be able to spend this Monday enjoying time with dear friends and family.</br>
</br> On the Agenda was a last minute cook-out at my grandma's. Pork chops, ribs, brats, hot dogs, macaroni salad, and fruit. YUM YUM YUM. I had a great time playing with my cousins Chris and Danica. At 20 years-old I can say I still thoroughly enjoy hide and go seek. And flying kites or attempting to fly kites HAH!. It was totally the kite old and shoddy. (<i>I said I would never use the word shoddy because it sounds too much like shorty but, look at me eating my words.</i>)Oh well, Next time we will be more prepared with a new kite! Laughing and eating and just being in each others presence its a sure way to fill your heart with JOY. We also celebrated my Uncle Wayne's 59th Birthday, Happy Birthday Uncle Wayne.</br>
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</br>Then it was off to Cindy's house for some more grilled food. My belly was getting full but I managed to make room for a hamburger and some potatoes. Realizing I wasn't going to be able to eat much more I passed on salad to be sure I had room for a brownie and ice cream. NO REGRETS! Then after dinner we made time to play a card game. It was the perfect opportunity to teach Greg, Cindy, and Joseph a game I had been playing a lot lately with my boyfriend and his family and so <i>I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE MOMENT!</i> Warlords and Scumbags, have you played? Its pretty fun. I was feeling pretty confident until they finally caught on and by the end of the game I had went from Warlord to Scumbag. Now my confidence was in that I had adequately succeeded in teaching them. More confirmation that TEACHING is my thing? I think so :)</br>
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</br>The cherry on top? The Bachelorette was on and its only one of my favorite shows ever! And for some reason when the guys left especially the magician and knight in shining armor, I was sad to see them go! I almost teared up as corny as they might have been they seemed pretty genuine and most of the time the guys that go home on the first night are just <b>PYSCHO</b> and <b>SCARY</b> or <b>CRAZY AWKWARD</b>.</br>
</br>Good Luck in Love, Magician
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</br>and Knight in Shinning Armor ......
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Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-24748079526580824132013-05-21T08:57:00.000-07:002013-05-21T18:05:32.956-07:00An update: hatchlings</br>I was so excited today to see that the entire nest of Eastern Phoebes on my porch had hatched. So little so helpless. Did you know their momma will work around the clock from sun up to sun down, feeding them every ten to fifteen minutes for the next three weeks or until they leave the nest!?!
</br>When I found that out I was shocked!! As a nanny, I know how hard it is feeding one kid 3x times a day but feeding three little mouths upwards of 72x per day now that's a JOB!</br>
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</br>Once I checked on those little guys I headed out to my backyard to see if anything had happened in the Robin nest. And to my surprise the three little blue eggs were only two and one hatchling. It was so cute to see it move around.</br>
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</br>Before observing these nests I had assumed that they all hatched at once for some reason but,that's actually far from reality. Sometimes it takes another two days for the rest of the nest to fully hatch. The mom also doesn't have all her eggs at once either which explains why that happens. When observing the Eastern Phoebe nest I checked it one day and there were three eggs and the next day there were five.</br>
</br>Its amazing to see their transformation thus far and I imagine that's how God see us in some aspect. I'm sure he relishes in our growth and movement towards him. When we move on from our spiritual milk and begin to eat spiritual food.
</br>1 Peter 2:2 ESV
Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation—</br>
Shai lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04343792837457674468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310469189108637343.post-48580824742815487862013-05-17T07:38:00.000-07:002013-05-17T12:39:57.522-07:00This is the day</br>As I look all around me I am blessed to be alive another day.</br>
</br>This is the day the LORD has brought about. We will be happy and rejoice in it.</br>
Despite every worry that pops into my head every thing on my to do list, I am still reminded this is <b>His</b> day not mine. His plans are sure to bring about a good work in me.</br>
</br> The beautiful signs all around me of new life are miraculous. From the bees and butterflies to the birds which I have recently become captivated by, and the bunnies the oh so cute bunnies. Let your heart be blessed and encouraged. <i>New Life</i>.
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</br>Mathew 6:25-34 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?</br>
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</br>After I posted the blog this morning I was out in the yard and found another little set of blessings check back and i'll keep ya updated on their progress !</br>
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</br> After reading a post from the blog: The Gray Matters titled To the Good People of the Grocery Store, With Love I was inspired to write this post. Why? Because it has become increasingly clear to me as nanny of a solid (8 going on 9 years), <b>Parents who stick to their guns are exactly the kind of parents our children need!</b> As did Mrs. Gray.</br>
</br>While her child was crying in the grocery store she shopped on and didn't give in to his tantrum, regardless of the thoughts and stares others were giving her and she has my applaud for that.</br>
</br> Like I said I have been a nanny for children for 8 years and one thing I know is that consistency is what works. They need to know they can't use other people to manipulate their parents into acting a different way or giving into them. You might say well her son was only a toddler but trust me when I say they learn that very very quickly and early. </br>
</br> It seems like parents these days have stopped disciplining which by the way means training and teaching and started <i>pleasing</i>. Which in my opinion sets their children up to fail in life. Life is tough sometimes and if we spend our whole childhood getting pleased by our parents we will expect that from everyone else too and that is just not reality.</br>
</br> When children who have been pleased all their life then, have to deal with difficulties in life they are ill prepared and likely unable to cope in a healthy way.</br>
</br> But let's focus on the positives of this method of parenting. At the end of the shopping trip Mrs. Gray's Son said, "Mom, I'm sorry for hitting. I will make better choices next time." Wow I can't imagine how rewarding that must have been for her to hear. She did the right thing and guess what her son was responsive and learned from it. He learned that he could cry and throw a fit but, that wasn't going to change anything and he even came to the realization that he was wrong. Yes even little ones can assume responsibility. Trust me we underestimate them all too often.</br>
</br> Thank you Mrs. Gray for setting a good example for us all, I admire your parenting!</br>
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