Thursday Thoughts

+ I love haircut day. Yesterday I decided that from now on if I have a haircut we will also have date night. Nothing like looking good and feeling good. (Insert all sorts of vanity thoughts here.)

 Haircut Day

+ New tires. Is there anything more boring to spend money on? That’s one of those things you don’t even notice until there’s a problem. (See also: gasoline. Related: I drive too much.)

+ Friday night, we had DAZZLE at Revolution. It felt so good to be back. It’s always like going home. Want a laugh? Go look at the photos–so funny.

+ Want to win a little extra cash? Hop over to The Freckled Fox to find out how; you’ll see a familiar face when you get there! (Hint: it’s mine!)

I Wasn’t Going to Go There

Robin Williams.

I wasn’t going to go there. I don’t feel like I lost a long lost friend or some of the emotional connections to childhood movies that other people have expressed. I don’t want it to seem as though I am taking his death lightly, but the truth is, he is a celebrity that has not had any impact on my life. I did not know him personally, nor do I follow celebrity news to know of the great things he had done or the struggles he was facing.

I do, however, feel the deep pain of a loss due to suicide. It brings back old feelings; it makes me grieve in a completely different way for his family; it makes me remember the heartbreak and shock. The phone call in the burger joint comes to mind. It makes me remember the people who came around us and lifted our family up in prayer, kept us fed, took care of our son, and helped us keep moving when chaos was around us. I pray that his family and children are lifted up and cared for the way we were.

Robin Williams

Fittingly enough, August 12th marks the beginning of the “new year” after a week or so of memories of grief for our family. This was on my Timehop this morning, and it still fits today.

Mental illness is just that, an illness–not a weakness, not a stigma, not a taboo. My prayer is that awareness can be heightened and others can be helped through this tragedy. I pray that those left behind can remember the precious lives of their loved ones rather than the way they left this life.

Happy Kids, Happy Car

Lily Jade sent me a Baby Bag to review; all opinions are my own. I wouldn’t share it if I didn’t love it! 

I like to think of my son as well-traveled. He might not have his own passport or be going global or anything, but he has certainly spent a lot of time in a car. We are always on the go, and l feel a little like a backseat expert. My car-game just got a whole lot better, though. I started seeing designer diaper bags from Lily Jade come across my social media feeds. (I know what you’re thinking: your son isn’t in diapers, why would you want a diaper bag now? Hear me out.)

That’s when I saw it, the Baby Bag. Y’all, it’s the perfect organizer for our family’s lifestyle! It moves easily from my car to Mr. Gray’s truck, it holds everything from apples to iPads, Legos, a few pair of shades, a water bottle, and everything in between. Its pockets are large enough that the boy can get everything in and out on his own. I dare say it’s perfect!

Happy Kids, Happy Car

Want to up your car-game? Here are a few tips:

1. Be prepared. Gather what you need before your kiddo gets in the car; this leaves less time for them to suggest and add on extra items that just lead to clutter.

Inside Lily Jade

2. Pack a variety of items. Children’s attention spans are pretty short; to ensure you don’t run out of activities before you arrive, provide a few options. Books, Color Wonder markers and paper, small electronics (with headphones), small toys like cars, Legos, or planes (I don’t speak girl very fluently), and small puzzles all work well.

Multiple Activities Lily Jade

3. Bring snacks. Choose a variety of healthy snacks that will keep in the car (think hot or cold) and aren’t messy. We like raisins, freeze dried fruit, or yogurt bites.

 Lily Jade Apples

4. Bring water. You can never have enough water. We usually bring a bottle for each of us so we don’t have to make as many “I’m thirsty” stops. (I’m usually the one who wants to stop for something.) If you’re going on a long car trip, you might limit intake a little to lower potty stops, but for general errands, I don’t usually put a limit on how much my son can drink.

 Lily Jade Water

5. Organize it! This is where the Lily Jade Baby Bag is a game-changer. All of the stuff I’ve listed fits (for reference, I got the large). I’ve tried baskets, bags, and the like. None of them have fit all that we’ve packed and kept it in place. The Baby Bag does! The most important part here, though, is to have your child put everything back where it belongs each time they get out of the car. This keeps the bag organized and clutter out of your seats and floor boards. It takes a few times to get them in the habit, but it’s so worth it.

Lily Jade Organize

I’m so glad I found the Baby Bag! I’ve got my eye on the Anna, too! (All of their new bags are fabulous!) They all come with a Baby Bag inside–so you can keep your bag organized without having the “mom bag” going on! I can’t wait to get one of those on my shoulder. 

Lily Jade Approved

Lily Jade’s Baby Bag is Baby Gray approved!

Cinco

1. I bought a paper planner. It’s taken some time to get used to. I didn’t know if I would like it or keep up with it; I’m so dependent on my iPhone. I really enjoy having things out in front of me and being able to plan for The Gray Matters, Purpose Box, work, and more. It helps me organize my time a little better.

2. I really love that every so often the boy will say, “I think we should go through these toys and get rid of the ones I don’t use anymore.” Really. I love it a lot. I also really love that he made this sign to welcome his daddy home from Haiti Saturday night.

Welcome Home Dad

3. Chapstick. Burt’s Bees. EOS. Nivea. So many options. Only one winner. For me, long-term, I always come back to Burt’s. That little yellow tube is where it’s at. What’s your favorite lip product?

4. I’ve been drinking hot lemon water in the evenings before bed. I didn’t know if it was making any difference, then I didn’t do it for a couple of days. I’m officially hooked. While I get ready for bed, I pop the mug under the Keurig; then I squeeze in half a lemon and add a drop of lemon oil.

YLEO Lemon Water 

5. And, of course, here are a few Fashion Friday goodies to help you make it through the weekend!

World Changer
Helmet Head
Santa Pirate

 

Eight-Seven

It’s etched in my memory as eight-seven: August 7th. It’s today. It’s here.

August 7

This photo will always be August 7th to me. I remember it so vividly. It reminds me of the good that was in that day–no matter how tough. As the time goes by, the memories begin to turn to the people that rallied around us. My memory always jumps ahead to the promise I was given. Oh, how I hope I have the words to share it someday.

Last year, I talked a little about the days approaching the seventh. Grief is such a strange beast. It comes in all shapes and sizes; it doesn’t always come with a warning. We can watch and wait for days on a calendar, and it will sneak up somewhere else.

I pray today that those who are hurting will lean into Jesus and will also have friends and family come alongside them to walk through it with them. I’ll never forget those first phone calls I made where prayers were prayed through phone lines and tears.

The Light Brings Light

You know what I’ve learned? The more we talk about our stories, the more people who come forward to share their stories. We’re more alike than we realize. The more we drag into the light, the more light there is.

Light Brings Light

You see, when we first felt called to expand our family through adoption, we kept it pretty quiet. Not necessarily because it was a secret, we just weren’t sure what to share when. We didn’t want to put our proverbial cart before the horse. Guess what happened? We felt like we were the only people we knew who had adoption in our heart. We knew it wasn’t true, but we just weren’t making any connections.

Slowly but surely, we shared with our family and close friends. Then, of course, I shared it here. As we shared, more stories were shared with us about other families who had previously adopted or had plans to adopt. People offered to run races for us or connect us with those who had gone before us. We have heard the hearts of our friends that we never would have had an opportunity to hear. We have connected with people we never would have known.

The thing is, spreading light doesn’t make each light less, it just keeps growing. When we tell our stories, we grow in our faith. God gives us each stories to share to use to reach others for Him. While we are still int he beginning stages of our adoption journey, we have gotten a chance to meet and connect with people in all places of the adoption process. We have gotten to know more about domestic and international adoptions, foster to adopt, private adoptions, and quite a bit in between.

Just yesterday at the pool, I got to visit with a foster-adopt family that I never would have had the courage to speak to before. I wouldn’t have known how to approach them or what to say to keep from offending them. I love that I was able to speak in confidence, encourage them, and make a connection. I am so grateful God has given me the words and the heart to be part of the adoptive community.

Guest Post: Fun at The Pearl

We’re in College Station for work part of this week, so my pal Alison is going to tell you guys a little about one of our favorite places, The Pearl Farmer’s Market. You might recall some photos of our boy playing in the lush green grass or chowing down on some homemade ginger bread, but Alison will give you a little more pertinent information. Enough from me! (Y’all know I have a hard time handing it over…)

Last weekend, I visited the very charming Pearl Farmer’s Market. I started my day at Local Coffee with a refreshing iced latte to enjoy as I begin my walk through the market. The Pearl Farmer’s Market is a producers-only market, so all items are grown and produced locally within a 150 mile radius of San Antonio, Texas. (The beautiful produce almost made me want to cook–almost.)

What I noticed most about my experience at The Pearl was how this area is thriving and there were so many groups enjoying the day strolling the market, tasting the food, and mingling with local producers. There was a band playing and children dancing to the music.

My favorite local vendor was Springfield Farms. They hand make lovely candles, skin salve, and lip balm. All ingredients are natural. I love lavender, and I bought a few of the lip balms with lavender for only $4.00 for a few friends. I can’t wait to try the Shitake Mushroom skin salve too!

I love taking pictures of families and friends! Here are a few I wanted to share:


The Pearl is perfectly located at the banks of the north end of the San Antonio Riverwalk, and the area is experiencing on-going revitalization. There are also many renowned restaurants to enjoy after The Pearl Market closes including The Granary and Cured (me again: we have been wanting to try Cured; it’s on our list). The Pearl Farmer’s Market is open every Saturday (rain or shine) from 9:00am to 1:00pm, at 312 Pearl Parkway, San Antonio, Texas 78215. 

Time Flies

I never thought I’d say this, but this week with Mr. Gray gone to Haiti has flown by! We get to go pick him up from the airport tonight!

As soon as Mr. Gray had the trip dates, I started planning things to keep us busy. I guess it worked! We had something pretty much every day (including a follow-up at the orthopedic doctor; Baby Gray’s arm is lookin’ great).

Yesterday, we spent some time at Sea World, and I got so busy enjoying the day that I forgot to let you know I was over on Ashley’s space, Living in the (Mom)ent.

Dolphin
Water Ride

We had a week full of fun times, and we’ll end it with a mom-son date tonight before we head to the airport for Mr. Gray’s arrival.

(Side note: when I told Baby Gray that we’d go on a date before we went to get Daddy, he said, “You can’t just say that! You have to ask me first!”  Luckily, he said yes.) 

 

Real Life: Opposite Day

Here’s a little glimpse into what my life would be like on opposite day:

Opposite Day

  • Wake up grumpy and complaining
  • Grab a cup of coffee before starting my day
  • Leave my bed unmade
  • Prepare a full breakfast and sit down to eat
  • Spend hours on hair, make-up, and clothes
  • Avoid errands, Target, yoga classes, play dates, and outings at all costs
  • Prepare a vegan lunch 
  • Engage in strenuous activity throughout the portion of the afternoon some would deem “nap time”
  • Nonchalantly go about my business when my husband returns home from work
  • Wait while the dinner fairy prepares supper 
  • Eat made-to-order dinners in front of the TV
  • Wait around to spend time with my husband until the boy decides he is ready for bed 
  • Turn in before everyone else in the house; sleeping’s my favorite

What would your opposite day look like?

One Flesh

Sometimes when it’s just me and the quiet late night, my head gets spinning and swimming so quickly I can hardly process all it’s got going through it. My thoughts seem to be a little crazier when my husband is gone: from what-ifs, to thinking of the community we are part of, to silly things the boy says when his daddy isn’t here.

My head just starts going. I try to keep up. I start to feel a little like I’m so deep in thought (not necessarily deep thoughts) that I might not be able to get out. 
I don’t like it when he is gone. Even if I love the purpose behind his going. I’m always reminded when he’s not here that we are truly one flesh–we are united in our marriage. I’m not the same me without him here.

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Then my head spins into a tizzy about single moms, military spouses, oilfield spouses, and all the other noble ladies who go this mama gig alone. Ladies, I don’t want you to think you’re alone. I want to be the one who offers to help. To bring a meal. To pick your kids up from school. To do something.

I love the way our friends reach out to me when my husband is gone. I want to do that for others–all the time. I’m so blessed to have a partner to do this life with.