What I want for Christmas

Is it too early to be thinking about what I want for Christmas this year? I sure hope it isn't because I'm begging for new bedroom furniture for the master bedroom. The stuff the hubs and I are currently using is the furniture from my teenage bedroom. The drawers are small, falling apart, the drawer pulls don't exist, and did I mention the drawers are small? It takes very precise pushing and shoving to close the drawers, and that's without clothes in them. Basically, I'm just fed up with them. So I'm on the prowl for "new" (to me) furniture. I'm searching thrift stores, Craigslist, and garage sales. Not that we can get them now...This is for Christmas.

I'll take anything with good bones. I'm not afraid of a little makeover.

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Of course most of these are way beyond out of my price range, but you get the gist of what I want. I don't care if it matches or not. Really I want more of an eclectic look. We'll see what I end up with though. In reality I'll get whatever is cheapest. But that is life now and I am okay with that. The cheaper it is the better I feel about making it my own.

At midnight tonight the reaping begins.

May the odds be ever in your favor.

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An honest post.

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I love sunflowers. They make me happy when my skies are gray.

Some days it's stronger than others. 

That maternal yearn. 

I know I've talked about it before. 

The desire to be a mom. 

It's hard for me when I see friends who are expecting who either have been married for a shorter period of time than the hubs and I or aren't even married. I feel that awful pang of jealousy rising. I try to squelch it, but it's there. Don't get me wrong. I'm happy for them, I just wish I was in the same boat as they are. I want to be going through the same things that they are. And I get to thinking: "Why did God let them get pregnant and not me? Why did He bless them, but I'm still here waiting?" I struggle with this often. Sometimes it's not as much or obvious as other times, but it's always there. A little nagging in the back of my mind. I'm just ready to be pregnant. But it's not my time. As much as I want it to be it's not my time and it's not about "my time." It's about His time.

I have to trust that God's timing is perfect. He will give us children when the time is right. Just as He has provided for us in the past. He has not abandoned us. He is guiding us down His path. I just have to trust that for fact.

There's a different between knowing and trusting. I know that what I say is true. He has a perfect time for everything. Ecclesiastes 3:11 says "He has made everything beautiful in its time." In its time. Not in my time. It's such a difficult thing for me to accept! I try. I understand. I just don't trust and believe. I struggle with trusting and believing.

but His timing is perfect. 

I must trust that, as difficult as it is for me.

And until He does bless me with children, I can share the love I have with the children around me. They need love. Sometimes more than I realize. I just have to be conscious of what God is laying on my heart and trust Him to lead me where I need to go.

At the moment I feeling a tug at my heart. I don't know exactly what the tug is pulling me toward, but I'm doing my best to trust in God and follow His way.

A hiking we will go.

Saturday the hubs and I went hiking for our date day. It was rather fun! We hiked probably around 6 miles. I am so sore! It was a beautiful day for a hike. Not too hot and not too cold. Just right. I did get a little sun burnt from the day. Who knew that I could get a sunburn in March! It's been crazy weather, but I do love it! 

This Weather.

I'm absolutely in love with this weather. Yes, I know, with this weather comes this ridiculous yellow stuff called pollen, but this weather is well worth it! I love the feeling of the sun on my skin, the cool breeze blowing, the smell of the flowers blooming. Also, the smell of rain. I love the smell of rain. As I'm typing this, I've got the window open and the breeze is carrying the smell of rain right to me. It's perfect.

Today after work I met the hubs and we went and dropped off some firewood for our church's youth retreat at a campground. I got to explore while he labored unloading the firewood. It was an absolutely lovely day!

It was a perfect start to our weekend. Tomorrow is date day!

Dreaming

The hubs and I have spent the past few days dreaming dreams that are very unlikely to ever come true. 

But it is fun to dream and I encourage dreaming. 

I believe it is good for the soul.

These past few days we have been dreaming about our unfinished basement. 

It has to combine a family room, laundry room, and craft room.

We have such grand plans for it, however money (as always) is holding us back. 

But like I said, it doesn't hurt to dream.

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Weekend in Review -- Instagram Edition

This weekend was a relaxing one. 

The weather was beautiful on Sunday so we spent the day outside. 

It was nice just to sit outside and relax.

The hubs played baseball with our furry child.

It was so much fun to watch. 

I admit I laughed when he hit over the fence.

Then hubs decided to cut down a tree in the back yard.

Our furry son wanted to play and not cut down the tree.

It was quite comedic.

While the hubs did all the work I sat and read.

Sherlock Holmes kept me company.

The day ended at Cracker Barrel. 

Yay for their fried apples being gluten free!