So I thought I should blog since I haven't in awhile, but then I realized the things on my mind may be too raw for the world wide web. In short this week I am learning that although I am married that doesn't mean that everything my husband does or doesn't do is about me. Yes most of said things effect me and our family but his struggles are his. As a partnership we should be able to face things together but some struggles have been there for so long it is hard for him to loosen his grip of them and let me or GOd even in to help. My prayer is as he seeks Christ in his crises he will learn to let me help him, learn that no one can do it alone and in a marriage we need to do it together. My prayer for me is that I love him enough to give him what he needs and that I don't get frustrated and take actions that I can't take back. If you pray, and you love me at all, please join me in these prayers.

Here are a couple of pics of my husband Kelly and our daughter Olivia. I wasn't with them, but they were having a blast at zilker park in austin. It was her first time to ride the train.

I had a you gotta laugh so you don't cry mommy moment. Lucas and I were traveling to San Marcos from Port Lavaca and I heard him grunting away. We were in between towns so it was safer to just wait until we got to the next town to change him and well it may have been the wrong decision. I opened the door and my beautiful son smiled at me through a poopy stained face. He had poop everywhere. It was so gross. I didn't even know where to start in the cleaning process. I just laughed and laughed. It was funny! I just hope he didn't eat too much of it and gets sick. But you know he had to have eaten some of it....whew!