Jesus in my heart

Rod just finished putting the girls to bed tonight. He told me that Jaycie asked where her heart was. He told her that she could feel her heartbeat if she put her hand over her chest. She did and responded with, "It's beatingbecause Jesus is walking around in there."

You are my God

I came across Psalm 22:9-10 this morning while I was reading. I just found these verses cool. They seem to apply to my life. Growing up with God's teaching from my parents and embracing God and His truths along the way, has always made me feel like I could say He was my God since the moment I was born. I know that I made a decision later wherein I personalized that I would follow Him and live my life for Him. Still, I always trusted in God's promises and the security of eternal life as far back as I can remember. These verses are from the New Living Translation. Maybe that's why it stood out to me. I've always read other versions. I like the way reading a different version can make a verse stand out to you in a whole new way.

"You brought me safely from my mother’s womb and led me to trust you at my mother’s breast. I was thrust into your arms at my birth. You have been my God from the moment I was born."

Perspective, perspective

Perspective: Jaycie went to preschool yesterday and when she did, the baby took a morning nap for me and I was able to rest as well.

Perspective: Jaycie did not get hurt on those stairs. She was totally fine.

Perspective: I was not the one having to do laundry because someone else's kid puked all over mine. My poor friend had that added responsibility.

Perspective: It's true what they say about expectations. When I expect to sleep through the night, it's extremely difficult to get up and take care of a child. When I expected last night to wake up every four hours when the Tylenol wore off, I was more than able to jump out of bed to take care of my little one. Her fever seems to be down and I'm thankful for that.

Perspective: I have no places that I need to be this weekend. It stinks that I'll likely be missing church again but I connect with plenty of people on a daily basis. Rest will do us good.

Perspective is a wonderful thing. It always comes fresh and more clearly in the morning for me. I realize I can really be dramatic to get the sympathy when I want. All is well here. Just some bugs that we will fight off in a short time.

One more thing to keep perspective. Rod's been taking Nikelle to the bus stop every morning this week. It's just one less thing I've had to do in the morning which is nice. The little ones are still sleeping so I'm going to lay down and rest until they wake up.

This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it! - Psalm 118:24

Excuses, excuses

After blogging about not making excuses anymore, my day today did not help me along. The baby woke up in the middle of the night last night with a fever. I was up for an hour with her and took her to the doctor today. Basically, I need to watch her. She should be better in 7-10 days.

When I was about to take my middle daughter to preschool this morning, we were walking down the stairs talking when she fell. I was holding the baby and couldn't do anything but watch. I saw her rolling and sliding head first. I was terrified. I believe I screamed. Thankfully, God took care of her and the worst was simply that she got scared. She fell down quite a few stairs.

After my oldest got home from school today, my friend called to inform me that my daughter got sick on the bus on the way to school. This was not a surprise as Nikelle will often get car sick. She doesn't do well with the motion and she was too warm and was likely reading or writing with her friend. Unfortunately for her friend, Nikelle lost her breakfast on her friend. Thankfully, her friend was wearing all her snow gear. Unfortunately for my friend, her daughter shoved all her snow gear into her backpack to bring home at the end of the day.

Needless to say, I didn't exercise as I had planned this morning and my good eating habits went out the window where the germs need to go. I'm feeling tired and my ears hurt, my throat is burning and it doesn't look good for me to avoid catching this bug (although I'm still hopeful). I may still be making excuses but I'm too tired and feeling to blah to even care.

Tomorrow is a new day.

No more excuses

It seems like there is always some sort of excuse coming out of my mouth as to why I can't live a healthy lifestyle. The kids are sick... The kids don't let me sleep.... My calendar is too full... My emotions are too out-of-whack... I can only focus on one thing at a time... I'm good at making excuses.

On Sunday I ate something that didn't agree with me. It sent my body to a bad place. At the same time, it kind of jump started weight loss. Or so I thought. Today I got on the scale and was not happy with what I saw. I haven't been journaling but I have been making better food choices and I got on the treadmill both Sunday and Tuesday morning. I'm tempted to quit. To just go back to eating junk. It's easy that way. And I find it comforting.

I'm not going to, though. I've set a goal for myself and it is not going to be reached if I continue to make excuses. I need to change. The thought hit me that my niece is having a swim party for her birthday in February. I think Rod can take the girls in the water. I don't think my swimsuit will fit. Ugh! I should be able to lose the weight by June. It's just going to require some effort.

No matter how hard I wish, the weight does not come off while I continue to eat empty calories and sit on my butt. No more excuses!!!