you're eleven months old, ford boy!

Happy (really, really late past your) eleven months birthday, Ford boy!

We have been busy, busy-- on the go and all over the place. Your momma has been in Baltimore, MD, for the Southern Baptist Convention, then we all went as a family to the beach in June, so we have had a super busy month.

You are growing and changing so, so much! You have tons of teeth, and you are currently working on cutting some more. You are struggling through it with tons of grit and lots of spit, though. You are a little champion.

You are still taking a bottle, but you are not as attached to them these days. You love juice (especially your sister's juice cups) and you love any kinds of snacks. You will (still) eat literally anything we put in front of you. You are such a good eater!

You are still crawling so well. You haven't tried to walk yet. And that's ok! I think you like being "toted." You can hold on to furniture and scoot yourself around the room though. You can get anywhere you want to go!

You are a little tornado, too! You and your sister have learned new nicknames in our house over the past few weeks. Your daddy and I call you "Lilo and Stitch" because y'all both act just. like. them. You encourage each other in mischief and shenanigans. I can turn my head for two seconds, and I can have fifteen messes to clean up. But, I love those little messes, for they are signs of little lives in our home.

You are sleeping through the night like a champion. You love your crib. You generally are asleep by 7:30-8 p.m., and you will sleep until 7:30 or 8 a.m. I love my big sleeper guy!

You and I are the best of friends, little guy. You love your momma. People always told me that little boys love their mommas, but I never knew what that was like until I had you. We have a special, special bond.

You aren't quite "verbal, verbal" just yet. You can say somethings: "Da-da", "Ma-ma", "Gran V", "Tank tou", "No", and "Bye-bye". I love your sweet little voice.

You are growing up so fast. I cannot believe I only have one more post to do for you for your first year of life! You bring me immeasurable joy, Winford Paul. I love you so much!

Happy Birthday, little Wint. Your momma is absolutely crazy about you.


Struggling with Contentment

If I am just being honest here, sometimes I struggle with being content.

I can sit in an air conditioned home (that my husband lovingly provides for me and our two healthy, growing, sweet children) while looking at articles on my (almost) brand new iPhone 4s or my (very) new MacBook Air laptop while watching one of the 478,391 channels we subscribe to on our 40" television while sitting on our new couch or our Pottery Barn rug, and I can be DISCONTENT.

What the heck is wrong with me?!

I see other people and things they are doing or things their spouses or children are doing, and I compare my life to theirs. I wish for things they have or places they get to go or houses they get to live in. I let bitterness sneak its way into my heart like a deadly smoke that smothers my desire to be thankful in all things. And if I am not careful, I can let that bitterness begin to take root, and a bloom of an entire season of discontent will grow and grow until all the blooms the Lord has pruned and gardened in my heart are covered by weeds of selfishness, pride, and ungratefulness.

Lord, let it not be so.

So, what does the Lord say about being content? Paul tells us in Philippians 4 that he learned in every situation how to be content. Paul says he knew "how to be brought low and how to abound...facing plenty and hunger...abundance and need...I can do all things through Him who strengthens me."

And there we find the key to being content...


As long as our eyes and our hearts are focused on Christ, we can find no reason to be discontent, because HE IS OUR ALL. Everything finds it finality in Christ, and in Him, we can find our purpose and our fulfillment.

Not in money. Not in jobs. Not in our spouses. Not in our churches. Not in ANY OTHER PERSON.


I still struggle with being discontent every. single. day. In fact, I saw something on Facebook just five minutes ago that caused me to recognize a chord of discontent in my heart, and I quickly clicked over to pen this blog to remind myself of these powerful truths.

So, if you are struggling with discontent lately, I pray that you would fix your eyes upon Jesus that He might be enough for you. For He is enough.

He is enough.