Utah Dwellers!!!

I've been meaning to update this blog for so long! Moving, Christmas, New Years, and life in general kept getting in the way, but since my little boy decided to wake daddy and me up at 5 a.m. I decided to finally get it done! I'm sorry I've taken forever. The drive to move here was VERY LONG, but we are officially Utes! (If you facebook me you already know the fun I've had getting my driver's licence! ugh!!!) Christmas was fantastic! We had a lot of snow that week and it still hasn't melted away. The morning view I have of Lone Peak is breath-taking. Sometimes I take my coffee with a warm blanket and go sit on the porch to take in the scenery. We have a lot of very good friends here and have been having tons of fun!
Braxton loves his Grammie and G-pop and has started pulling up to stand. He'll be walking before I know it. I can't believe he'll be 9 months old this Monday. "sigh"
He learned to clap and I'm trying to get him to talk. He has the sweetest little voice! (Except when he decides to use it during mass "rolling eyes")
I'll write more another day. Take Care!

Catholic Family

As I sat in Mass this morning, watching all the different people we have come to love enter the church and wave at Braxton and me, I had a deep ache in my heart. I am going to miss our parrish so much! Being Catholic has changed my life in so many wonderful ways. I was raised in the Church of Christ and my family has had a hard time accepting the fact that I have a new church home,.. well they still haven't accepted it actually and probably never will. The first time I went to mass was a pentecost Sunday. What first caught my attention was watching all the people taking their seats. They came in, bowed to the altar, and got on their knees. I had never experienced a church with such a strong connection to God before. Right away they were focusing on the real purpose of being there,.. to worship Him. They weren't gossiping about what so-and-so did last week or who was sitting in who's pew,.. they were there to experience holiness. I loved it! Where else should the word "Adoration" be spoken but when refering to spending time in God's presence? Catholicism isn't for everyone and that's ok. But it is DEFINATELY for me. During a time in my life when everything seemed to be spinning out of control, I found the church and it has captured my heart ever since. I LOVE going to mass. I LOVE serving in His mass. I'm going to miss Most Blessed Sacrament so much and I can only pray God brings us to a wonderful parrish in Utah for Brax to grow up in. To everyone from church who reads this,.. thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your love and friendship.. you will always be a part of our family.

It's about time I write something!

I'm sorry I haven't written a post in quite a while. We found out last week that we are moving to Utah and have been running 90 mph ever since. Trying to sell our house in this market at this time of year is brutal! We try to keep everything looking like a page from Better Homes and Gardens but with a 6 month old,.. it's almost impossible! We'll be in Utah by January and I couldn't be more excited!!! I've been praying to raise Braxton in the mountains like his daddy but was starting to think the dream wasn't coming true. But dreams do come true and pretty soon my beautiful mountains will be there to greet me as I have my morning coffee. I can't wait. I'm also a little scared too. Even though we have great friends and awesome family to take care of us, the fact is we will be homeless for a while. It scares me because of Braxton. This is his first year and I have so many pictures but no walls, and I don't want all this change to be so stressful on him. I'll do whatever it takes to make him comfortable. Everything will be great and I'm gonna be a mountain girl!!! Watch out Utah! This Texas southern bell is going to teach everyone to say "Y'ALL"!!!!!!

The Race

As I watched our little guy sleeping on the baby monitor last night, I started thinking about how fast he is changing and growing up. It seems it wasn't so very long ago that I felt his foot push against my stomach and felt the vibration from his hiccups. I was thinking about the great race of life. You're in the hospital, pushing that last push, and BANG! The baby enters the world and he's off! He's running his own race. Of course his track will run along side mine for a while, but one day it will branch off in his own direction and, if God allows, will long outstretch my track by many years. But if life is a race, what is the finish line? Death? That's a bit depressing. Eternal Life/Damnation? That's what Paul had in mind. What if eternal life isn't real? What if the whole concept of heaven is a hoax? Something we tell ourselves and family to feel better. Like where our puppies go when we're little. Can you believe in God and not heaven? Can you believe in Hell without heaven? Maybe the finish line, in this particular race, isn't the goal. Maybe it's the joys we experience along the way. The spouse we travel down the track with, the children we start on the tracks of their own, the beauty we see along the way. Maybe the point isn't what is in it for our eternal souls, but how we inspire the souls we meet along the journey. For now, I whole heartily believe in heaven and hell; if for no other reason than the way it helps me be a better person. But I truly believe the point is to be that awesome person without a reward in view. One day I hope I'm that person.

Beautiful Days!

The weather outside is incredible!!! The temperature feels great, the plants have gotten a drink and I finally got some much needed sleep! I felt a little guilty this morning when I eventually woke up and heard Braxton yelling for me over the monitor but I feel so rested and he has already forgiven me. :) Kody is singing this Saturday at a wedding so my nightly piano time has been paused so he can practice and prepare. Oh the things we do for our soulmates! :) He's an amazing singer and it's been so nice to have the sound of his voice filling the house again. Brax has figured out how much fun it is to spit food at my face. :( The aggrivating part is how hard it is not to laugh! I have to turn my head and smile so he doesn't think he should keep doing it. I guess I should really get used to that. He has also started this new slapping and pinching phase. Ouch! As new parents, we watch our sleeping newborns and dream of the day when they start noticing the world around them and interacting with us; well I'm here to tell you ENJOY THE SLEEPING PHASE!!!! Once they start being more alert, so must you! Everytime I start wishing Brax would outgrow something, I hear the song "It won't be like this for long" and realize one day I'll miss the moments that are in my life right now. So enjoy everything, yes, even those stinky diapers because one day they'll be waving as they drive to college and you'll miss these days,.. all of them.