<3 LOVE <3

I have been thinking a lot lately about a post I had read several months ago and I couldn’t remember where I had seen it. I kept thinking bout this one thing that was said about LOVE. I found the post here Canadian Mommy Time, She nominated me with a bloggy award and could never get onto the computer to nominate others or re-post her award (Thank you btw). In her post she named several things that people didn’t know about her. Number 6 is the post that I remember. 6)  I save the word ‘love’ for special occasions so that it is special.  I enjoy food, I don’t love it.  ’Love’ changed meanings for me when I met my husband.  I knew I wanted to express my love for him differently then the way I appreciated food or my favourite dress. These few words has touched me and changed the way I look at things in a huge way. I think “LOVE” was one of my most used words. I loved this, that, you, it, everything… In reality I didn’t and I don’t. I just used the word to express my extreme liking to. Which is a lot. I LOVE MY HUSBAND AND MY CHILDREN. I LOVE OUR HOME not our house. I LOVE OUR FAMILY.

 

Love is defined as:

love

[luhv]  Show IPA noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.

noun

1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3. sexual passion or desire.

4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person;sweetheart.

5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection,or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

Ok, did you see anywhere in there where it mentioned objects? Love is focused on people not objects. Makes you think, doesn’t it? I never thought about how much I slung the word around. I abused the meaning and made it numb.

1 Corinthians 13 4-13

New International Version (NIV)

⁴ Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵ It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶ Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷ It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

⁸ Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. ⁹ For we know in part and we prophesy in part, ¹⁰ but when completeness comes,what is in part disappears. ¹¹ When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. ¹² For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

¹³ And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

 

I will no longer love worldly things. I love what matters most. My family…

Quick update

As always, there is something going on in my life. Just want to update you and let you know I didn’t just forget y’all. I had a lump removed from my hip. It came up while I was in the hospital having Trei. With the news of my mom’s cancer still stinging my heart, I had it removed and biopsied. It wasn’t cancerous, thank God! Just a fatty/scar like mass that was infected. I am all good there, but then an ant bit me on Saturday, on Sunday I was in urgent care having a hole cut into me to drain infection. I went back yesterday to have packing removed and the doctor confirmed that I had MRSA. Yay me  So I have a hole, full of packing, extremely painful and right where my son lays to nurse. Speaking of my son, he found something interesting to play with yesterday… he is only 12 weeks old but he figured out how to hold his penis while I am changing his diaper, only part he hasn’t figured out is to let it go when I set his legs down. His scream was blood curdling. He now has this red mark going down his penis where he had a tight grasp and I caused him to “rip it” outta his hand. Poor baby, I never thought about penis injury before zippers come into his life.

That’s it, I hope. I am ready to be done with being sick and tired.

~Cyn~

BTW, I redid my about page, let me know what y’all think

Beautiful inside and out

Recently, I was contacted by a company to try their product and post my opinion. The company was eShakti. If your like me, I wasn’t too familiar with them. So I did what any curious person would do, I checked out everything on their site. By the time I had read their mission statement, I was sold on their idea. Beautiful stock dresses, classic, trendy very stylish with YOUR own custom sizes. That’s right, your own custom size. You can order a dress from size 0-26W and then send them your measurements (they show you what and where to measure) for a custom sized dress. You even get to choose what type sleeve in your dress. No two dresses are ever the same.
The hardest part for me was picking the right dress. I chose a very modest, very traditional style dress. I am several weeks postpartum so my body is changing constantly and I wanted something that would also transition with those changes. I also have what I call the extra bye-bye flab under my arms so I changed my sleeve to a 3/4 sleeve. The dress was packaged in a waterproof package inside a plastic sealed bag. I slid the dress out and it was in near perfect condition, needing only a light ironing. I quickly inspected the stitching and seams. Everything was beautiful in the craftsmanship of this dress. I was also surprised to find the print on the dress wasn’t a print at all, it was embroidered. All the more to add to the romance of this dress.
I did wear this dress to have my family pictures made in. My husband was truly amazed when he saw the dress. With being postpartum and certain body issues that I have, he thought the fit and style was perfect for me. Then the dress was put to the test of awkward positions and being pulled on by my three girls. After the session was over (it took an hour) the dress still looked as if it had just been pressed. My husband liked the dress so much, he even asked if I could wear it the rest of the day.
My overall opinion of eShakti is great. I love the concept of having a large line of clothing to choose from. Their styles range from very classic to very modern. They leave no generation out of their lines. The craftmanship was the best. I know that this dress was made for me, my measurements and it didn’t appear to just be “thrown together”. The turn around time was around 2 weeks from order to receive which seemed very reasonable for an item of this nature. It was also very comfortable to wear. Again, the fit was perfect.
I was given this product for free to try out and give my honest opinion on. I would like to thank eShatki for giving me opportunity to test their product and express my honest opinion.

A lot in a week

I love my little family. Most of you know that already. Everyday is a new challenge, a new adventure. I have spent the first of the week preparing for the end of the week. My oldest started school on Wednesday at The Academy of Hope. We had school supplies we needed to get and she is required to wear a uniform. She has been very vocal lately about being more modest and wearing more dresses and skirts. I did try my best to find things she could use at school and be comfortable in.
The school is a public charter school in its second year. Last year it shared a new building with a church. This year, they have bought their own building. It is a very old school that has been a little of everything. The school has less than 200 students and faculty. The building they are in now is tiny. Maybe 20 classrooms. The school started with grades K-4 last year and added fifth this year. They will continue to add a grade each year up to eighth. It’s also a year around school. The calendar fits families here much better than just the summer off calendar.
Also this week, I had a little minor surgery on my hip. When Baby Boy was born, I had a lump to come up on my right hip. It showed up that night, just out of the blue. It had been 8 weeks and hadn’t shrunk nor did it get any bigger. My surgeon said the it seemed to be a fibrous mass and he couldn’t needle biopsy it, it would need to be removed. He wasn’t very concerned about the lump but with the recent history of cancer with my mom, he just wanted to be on the safe side. So yesterday, I had it removed. Very simple, less than 2 hours in and out of the hospital. I will get the results sometime next week.
One last thing, with the pain medicine, it makes me groggy and drunk. Last night when we were in bed, I was falling asleep with my hand on my husband’s chest. He was watching some action something on tv. I dozed off, then suddenly I jumped and screamed “NO!!!” at him. I instantly woke and was embaressed, hubs was in shock, afraid to move, then started laughing uncontrollably at me. I had dreamed the hubs was about to “Gibbs” slap Gibbs (NCIS). I was terrified and screamed at him before he could follow through. Apparently I thought it was very real and literally screamed at my husband in my sleep. I think he will crack up the next time he sees a “Gibbs” slap 😉