Cora's Bedroom

Cora Joy

has brought us pure joy.

I spent the weekend smooching on

and snuggling with our little angel.

I honestly thought I had blogged 

her bedroom, but I couldn't find

where I had. 

I love all the design ideas 

that I learn from my children.

Knowing how crazy I am about 

shabby and chippy, 

I just had to show the mirror first. 

The natural patina on the frame and the mirror

make my heart sing. 

This is aging to perfection and PINK!

  A close up view of the mirror, 

shows the crocheted hearts banner.

PINK!

Here you can see a larger reflection of the room.

This is new, but resembles the vintage dotted chenille 

that was so popular in the 50's.

I love it! 

It covered the changing table.

PINK!

Christina covered the embroidery looms 

with fabrics to tie together the pink and the yellow.

She covered her name with the same fabric, and

used some of the fabric to create framed art.

Go PINK!

The sweet bedding was owls and birdies. 

Christina is a big Harry Potter fan

and so is Con-Con.

I just love to hear him say, 

"Hawwy Potta,"

This was hand-made, 

and so was this one

monogrammed with Cora's sweet name.

A close up view of the chenille and printed fabric. 

Cutie-patootie!

The C was hand-made by Cora's mommy.  

Please pardon the blur, but I couldn't not 

show you the lamp.  I really like it!

I especially like her sweet bows and ribbons. 

Already a girlie-girl.  

Her mom was a soccer girl, a basketball player, 

and a cheerleader. 

So she can be both!

The room is darling, 

but this little girl is the cutest darling of all. 

Our Little Cora-bug is a sweetie for sure!

There sure is enough love in Bonbon's heart 

for more! It only gets bigger and bigger.

Bonbon:)))

We're Having A Baby!!!

I know I'm blogged all day,
three posts.
Since I'll be sitting with my little lady tomorrow,
I can't wait to share our news!

Surprise Reveal

WE'RE HAVING A BABY!

The journey has been a long one.

This mama's heart has ached with pain so intense that 

I felt it would tear out of my chest.

It's what mamas do. 

We hope, we pray, we believe

and when God doesn't answer like we pray He will, 

we cry for the pain of our children.

But now we celebrate NEW LIFE!

I saw our little one today on sonogram.

She's beautiful or HE.

She's 11 weeks and our baby is moving it's little arms and legs

and all is well. 

You can read more about their journey here...

IVF Journey
and here
Infertility

Our tears have turned to joy and we are thankful.

Troy and Christy share their news...

We’ve thought long and hard about how to announce that we are expecting, and our words have fallen short. We are thankful for the friendships, prayers, counsel, and support that have sustained us through these last few years of infertility. We are thankful that God is not good because we got good news; rather, He is good because of His love and grace in our lives, even when we couldn’t feel it. We are thankful for doctors who are skilled and research that has led to amazing p...rocedures like IVF which was the right step for our family. We are thankful that we have something to celebrate today when we have found it difficult to hope for a long time. We are thankful for the opportunity to breathe in the good news of today while breathing out the worries and fears that sometimes creep in. Yet, even when we forget to breathe, we are thankful that it’s ok to question sometimes too. We are thankful that we can open ourselves up to the joys of parenthood without forgetting our journey up to this point. We are thankful for many of you - thank you for walking this path with us.
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Thankful for a God who Walks WITH Us

I'm sorry that I haven't been able to check in and read your blogs the past week.  I will be home on Wednesday to catch up.

I attended the most beautiful service yesterday at Providence Community Church in Mt. Juliet, TN. The United Methodist Pastor,  Jacob Armstrong is very personable and intentional about reaching out to those who are hurting.

I'll be honest, it's not been easy for me to attend a Mother's Day service since my mama passed away 4 years ago.  I am usually with my children at the beach.  I've tried to concentrate on the blessings of being a mom myself and enjoying my children and pushed away any thoughts of my mama.  It was just too hard.  The only reason that I went to the service was to stand beside my daughter who sat with an empty heart and hands and nervous anticipation of what was just around the corner.

The message was not the typical Mother's Day sermon.  After all, who are we really there to worship? It bothers me today how so much emphasis is put on everything else, from the worship team to the pastor, to the children, to the youth and to the recipients of those for whom we celebrate.
(I will share his message at a later day which was very timely for me.)

My daughter saw the carnations and thought, "Oh, no not another one!"  However, his approach was different.  He honored all women at the end of the service with first a reading by Amy Young. Two girls on the praise team read the following:

To those who gave birth this year to your first child-we celebrate with you.
To those who lost a child this year-we mourn with you.
To those who are in the trenches with little ones everyday and wear the badge of food stains, we appreciate you.
To those who experienced loss by miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away, we mourn with you.
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears and disappointment, we walk with you.  Forgive us when we say foolish things.  We don't mean to make this harder than it is. 
To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, or spiritual moms, we need you.
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children, we celebrate with you.
To those who have disappointment, heartache and distance with your children, we sit with you.
To those who lost their mothers this year, we grieve with you.
To those who encountered abuse at the hands of your mother, we acknowledge your experience.
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood, we are better for having you in our midst.
To those of you who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children, we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be. 
To those who step parent, we walk with you on this complex path.
To those who envisioned lavishing love on your grandchildren yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you.
To those who will have emptier nests in the coming year, we grieve and REJOICE with you.
To those who placed children up for adoption, we commend you for your selflessness and remember now that you hold that child in your heart.
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expecting or surprising, we anticipate with you.
This Mother's Day, we walk with you.  Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst.  We remember you.

Read more of Amy Young's blog at www.messymiddle.com.

At the end of the service, Pastor Jacob asked the ladies to come up and pick a carnation-red for those who still had their mothers and white for those whose mothers are no longer with us.  Those flowers were placed on the altar.  Afterwards, we were given the bread and the wine remembering the ONE for whom we derive our name, Jesus.  Pastor Jacob then prayed.  It was moving.  I looked at my daughter. Tears of comfort were streaming down her face as I looked with blinded, flood filled eyes.

My heart rejoices in a God who sees, who understands, who cares and a community who is willing to walk WITH us on whatever journey life may bring.

My son't birthday was yesterday,  We was my favorite Mother's Day present of all time.

I can still smell my mama's signature scent, White Shoulders.

Bonnie:)