One Heart

Today I went to Hobby Lobby, 

every husband's nightmare. 

I picked up more than I needed, as always.

When I started to check out, I had to get her to hold a few. 

Anybody else had to do this???

Moving some things around again, 

I added the tray that I got from Hobby Lobby.

I painted the jar at Christmas and painted the center a few days ago.

I added a sprig of Spring and a single heart.

We're expecting a cold front tonight.

Lows tomorrow of 20.

I can't imagine one digit temps.

A single heart will have to do.

The little ones have my heart. 

This was a random shot that the photographer shot 

at the end of Harper's newborn session.

She caught me getting some good loving.

No make-up, hair not boofed, wrinkles show,

but so does my love. 

She sent this to me so I'm assuming it's okay to share.

I won't share on facebook.

I stand in awe that God could love her more.

She is such an angel, our little miracle.

One heart is always big enough to hold another.

Can't believe we're only a few days away from Valentine's Day.

Did I mention that I'm going to Nashville???

Lots of Hugs and Kisses to my blogging buddies!

I'm Playing With Dolls Again

All I ever dreamed of being was a mommy.

Well, as I got older, maybe I wanted to teach.

That too was just the child calling to me!

I played with dolls until I was 12. 

I didn't let my friends see me!

That would not have been cool.

I did the Barbie and Ken-thing after I was 12.

Thus, my love for dolls continues.

My friend bought two old trunks.

Guess what was in one?

Vintage baby clothes and blankets.

Darling?

"...the cow jumped over the moon."

My daughter and son in law gave me an iron and ironing board 

cover for Christmas.  Yes, I asked for it! 

I washed and dried the pretties and then pressed them.
I soaked in Oxy Clean over night and washed two times
and some were still yellow.

A dress and matching slip that can be worn as a dress.

I knew the owner and she had boys.

I'm guessing the blue was for her boys.

Some of them were "Handmade in the Philippians."

The one with the pink bow is homemade and so adorable!

The buttons and button holes are so small.

I guess this worked for skinny, young mothers.

Me, I could hardly get the button in the hole.

When my Christy was almost 2, 

my granny gave her the doll that her son 

brought back from Germany after WWII. 

It's probably 75 years old.

She made the dress and the bloomers underneath.

My girls will be playing with their GREAT, GREAT Grandmother's doll.

Isn't that special?

Her eyes blink, she has a cloth body and rubber arms,

She cries when I squeeze them.

She feels like a real baby.

I decided that she needed a change of clothes

after 75 years. 

Don't we all count fingers and toes when our babies are born?

I like to kiss a baby's feet!

(Please pardon mine!)

Yes, fingers too!

Here are the newborn photos of my little blessings. 

I can play dolls again.

Waiting to do so.  Come on Feb 12!

Maybe we'll get to build a snowman!

Don't you just love the movie "FROZEN."

A Time-out Bench

OMGoodness!

Everyone has been so sweet!

I am amazed by the generosity of so many people.

Many friends have told me, "I've prayed for this child to be."

Christy would call in tears and hurting so badly, and although I believed and never stopped believing. she and her husband's pain was tearing my heart to pieces.

I sent an email out to my church family and special friends and asked that they join me in praying for my daughter. It was a desperate cry for the body of Christ to intercede for us.  

They did.  One of my friends had set her clock for 9 am.  She asked a friend at work to join her in believing for this baby.  One sweet girl said she had fasted and prayed.  Another of my friends had a revelation that she would have a child.  So it wasn't a matter for me IF she would conceive, it was WHEN.

My sister called and said, "Did you get a delivery today?" To which I responded, "Yes, postal services sent two packages of things that I had ordered."  She said, "Look again."

This is what I found.

This note was attached.

I asked, "Am I supposed to keep it here or send it to Nashville."

She said, "It's Christy and Troy's."

To which I responded, 

"Good because there will be no time out with BonBon."

The bench will be used to hold other things

if it remains here.

As a shelf, it will hold books to read and

toys to play with, 

or a dresser used for playing dress-up.

No, time-out here.

That's for Mommy and Daddy to do. 

BonBon gets all the fun!

As you can see. I have got to get some girl toys

for my Cora and Harper.

I am full of gratitude and appreciation for all 

the people who stood in the gap with us.

For all the gifts and this treasure, 

words are not enough to convey what I feel.

I write this not without consideration of those
who have loved and lost.
I have a dear friend who lost her 6 month old
grandchild this week.  He is being buried today.
My heart is heavy as I have prayed for her family.

I have another family of friends who are
sitting at the bedside of a young man, a brother, a son, a friend.
He is on life-support as his life seems to ebb away.
(I still believe)

I have another friend who is alone and home-confined
lonely, wants to reach out and can't find the courage to do so.

I have another friend who has been chronically ill
and home-bound for over 20 years.

I have known loss too and it gets easier,
but the pain of loss and memories of Christmas' past are still there.

For these, I pray for comfort and peace.
For those who know love and family, I celebrate with you.

Bonnie:) 

The bench is hand-made and is made of cedar.  The aroma is already filling my house.  So much thought and love went into this special gift.

Baby Shower Part II

The baby shower for Harper Elizabeth 

was beyond anything I expected.

Before we started, 

Christy's grandmother, my MIL

read a poem to her about mothers.  

She had found it in a calendar several years ago

and held on to it believing for our miracle.

She wanted her to have it when she became a mommy.

Grandma has 5 children and 3 children by marriage.

She has 12 grandchildren with 9 more by marriage.

She has 17 great grandchildren.

When we all are there together there are 47 of us. 

The hostesses were mostly family

and a few good friends. 

Left to right:

My nieces, Dawn, Robin, Sharon

Christy, my sister, Beverli, 

a close friend Beverly and cousin Dale

and her grandlove, Tanner.

Two other friends helped but weren't in the photograph.

The girls, the little nieces helped too. 

Christy saw friends she hadn't seen in awhile.

There was so much good food and fellowship.

I honestly had as much fun as she did. 

A couple of times, I found myself pulling out things before she had a chance to.

Chrsity doesn't like being the center of attention.

I told her I didn't mind.

I don't like photos of myself at all!

I tried doing some major photo chopping/cropping/

whatever you call it.

It didn't work.

I cropped some head shots.

I wanted you to see some of my most ridiculous faces.  

It's no wonder I have wrinkles.  

Ughhh.

Yelp, this did it!

I'm back on track for Weight Watchers after seeing these!

I gave my special order to one of our friends.

She wouldn't let me pay her. 

She said, "It's my gift."

We love it!

My niece, Dawn had everyone decorate onsies.  

It was fun!

Somebody whispered, 

"I hope you like foo-foo."

There were lots of dimonds and divas and buttons and bows, 

ribbon and roses and flowers and yes, foo-foo.

This little girl doesn't stand a chance.

I dressed my girl in a different outfit everyday.

My mama said I acted like she was a baby doll.

She WAS my baby doll 

and still is!

God has blessed her with a healthy pregnancy.

She hasn't been sick. 

Harper's vitals have been perfect as well as hers.

She's had very little swelling and no other problems. 

God has given her His favor.

For this we prayed.

One Proud

BonBon:)

Granny's Sewing Notions

I still remember Granny's sewing notions. 

A button here, a button there,

in a drawer, in an apron pocket.

Old shirts were never discarded.

Buttons were cut off and cloth was used 

to make other garments or undergarments.

I can remember the "clothes pin bag"

hanging on a nail on the back porch

where the wringer washer sat. 

Granny's apron pocket held a little bit of everything.

I imagine once in a while you may find 

a couple of clothespins left over from the line.

A Granny's apron may be full

but a Granny's heart is never too full to hold one more.

Our Connor man got a haircut with candy and a movie

 at a kid's salon in Franklin last week. 

He likes to help mommy cook.

He will turn three this month and he is potty trained now.

No more pull-ups for the big boy.  

"I'm wearing big-boy britches."

At 6 months, our Cora bug is ready to crawl.

She is being introduced to rice cereal and veggies.

She is a sweetheart.  She makes my heart melt.

Cora adores her big brother and
she's mommy and daddy's little girl.

   

Some have asked me about my daughter and Baby Harper.  

I don't have a belly bump photo to show.  

Next weekend we will be in Nashville for Connor's birthday

and I'll come back with photos for sure.  

Harper is growing and both mommy and baby are doing well.  

Daddy can now feel her kick.  She can open her eyes

and she can hear.  I say, "Sing, baby girl, sing."

She weighs 1 1/2  pounds and is 13 1/2 inches in length.  

This week Christy had the glucose tolerance test

and we anxiously await the results. 

These two are as happy as can be. 

They just don't do pictures. 

That will have to change when our baby gets here!

I'm sure Daddy will buy a camera.

These two are TN and GA fans

but are happily on the same "team" in life. 

I don't sew and I don't hang clothes on the line, 

but I love like a Granny!

My Heart is Full to Overflowing, 

Bonnie:)