Prayers Go Up, Blessings Come Down...

It is a beautiful Thursday afternoon, and I must say, this cooler weather has given me Fall Fever! We have been planning for football season and Halloween. Next thing you know, it will be Thanksgiving and Christmas. Reid is growing everyday, and it seems like he learns something new everyday. We started him in a Mother's Day Out program, and he loves it. Memaw and I go early, so we can see him playing with the other kids on the playground. He is so cute! He just runs from one thing to the next. When it was time for him to get in line to go inside, he went with the other little ones in his class...like a big boy. It was just precious. I am so thankful that I have been able to go and see this. It has made my week. He had picked up a bad habit of  b-i-t-i-n-g (we spell it, try not to say it, and pray against it!!) However, he has gone this week at Mother's Day Out without doing that! Can I get a hallelujah?!

I have a big praise on the medical front. Due to my history of ectopic pregnancies, my doctor recommended a test on my remaining fallopian tube in order to detect any blockage that may be there. Praise the Lord, the test went great. For the future growing of our family, we should be able to get pregnant with this tube. (God-willing) This was a huge relief for me, which is why I wanted to go ahead and have it done. If this wasn't an option for us, I wanted to have time to figure out what we wanted to do. :-)

That is pretty much what we have been doing lately. We are so thankful Reid likes his little school, and we were so blessed with good test results. I have definitely felt the presence of the Lord this week, which is what I have been praying for lately. Sometimes, you just need to feel his presence. :) God is so good. Last week, I was having a less than perky attitude...almost to the point that I was worried about every.little.thing. I hate when I get like that. I know that I have to pick and choose my battles, but it seemed like every day was less than stellar and every turn had something for me to be anxious about. I was stressed out and in need of alot of prayer. I turned to my prayer warriors for help. I emailed and textseveral friends and just let them know I needed prayer. I discussed the way I was feeling with Steph here at work...I just needed some kind of encouragement to let me know that every thing was going to be ok. It seems like I have had one encouragement after another. God has let me feel His presence over and over, and I feel lighter this week. Things and people aren't getting to me like they did last week. It has been awesome. Sometimes, I think I focus on the few little bad things in my day, and I totally miss out of the tons of wonderful things. I hyper focus on the negative, and I hate doing that.  The perfectionist in me, and the girl who wants every one's approval, really needs to relax. I know that...and  I am working on it.

This Monday marked one year since we lost our Pawpaw. We spent Sunday night telling Pawpaw stories at the dinner table (Mark, me, Mom, and Reid). Mom was telling us how any boy that came over to their house had to go to the garden. Pawpaw would ask him what he thought about those peas (and they would be butter beans). If the boy didn't know the difference, he was in trouble. Too funny. We miss him so much. I wish Reid knew him better. I wish he could tell us the war stories one more time, but I know he is no longer sick. I pray that if he is watching over us, he is proud. I can still hear his voice plain as day when he would ask me Reid's name...I would say "His name is Reid" PawPaw would say "Steve?" So, that has been a joke ever since...little Steve. :) I love that man and miss him so much. He always said he loved his people...and I am so blessed to have been one of his people.

This weekend, we will celebrate Landon's birthday. This boy...young man....is so special to us. I am so proud of him. He is such a sweet person, and Reid adores him. (they adore each other, I should say) He makes some of the funniest jokes, and his humor is what I love most about him...and his precious heart. Although he is an Auburn fan, he is my favorite Auburn fan. I certainly hope Bama gives him some sort of scholarship one day though. ;-) I love this boy...one of my favorite people in the world.

So, I am looking forward to a weekend with family at the Ponderossa. I know it is going to be fun. After all...Reid loves his people...and so do I.