Thanksgiving |Little Princesses

So some of you are probably wondering why I titled this post thanksgiving.  Am I right?  Although I do love me some Thanksgiving (the turkey, dressing, and cranberries…umm yes please), this post has absolutely NOTHING to do with the actual holiday of Thanksgiving.  So why did I name it that?  It is quite simple.  I’m talking about another type of thanksgiving, and that thanksgiving is in our hearts.

Yesterday Sadie had a cardiology appointment.  This was a big one for us.  I wasn’t worried about what the outcome might be because I know I don’t have any control over what happens (contrary to what I might believe sometimes), but I was just anxious to get some information.  The day before her appointment her doctor’s office called and told us she was getting a full diagnostic done.  So naturally this got my mind on the subject of Sadie’s heart.  You see, I forget all the time that she has a heart condition.  She is such a normal happy smiling baby that it is super easy to forget that she has something under the surface that isn’t okay.

I feel like that is how people are a lot of the time.  We see their outside appearance and we think that they must have it all together, they are the best wife, or they must be really happy.  The truth of the matter, is that we all have something going on under the surface.  That is why it is so important to be there for each other and pull each other up when we fall down.  I love my group of girl friends that I have.  I am so incredibly thankful to God for them.  They support me when I need it, cry with me when I am going through a rough time, and they challenge me to want to be better.  When I leave their presence I always feel like I can conquer the world.  That is how it is supposed to be.  Remember that people are always struggling and that they need support and kindness.  Then maybe you can help someone else feel empowered.

Now, back to Sadie.  We got to Mansfield a little early so we go to Taco Bueno (my absolute favorite).  As we are sitting down eating Sadie decides she wants to grace us with a gift.  She has been on antibiotics now for a few days so her bowel movements are what I would call not even remotely solid.  So as I am sitting there eating my delicous Muchaco, Sadie goes.  And she doesn’t just go easily and it is a nice cleanup.  Oh no.  That would be too nice.  She goes so bad that it blows out of her diaper and lands on my arm, shirt, and upper lip…..#momlife.  So I take her, her carseat, and diaper bag to the bathroom to clean her only to find that they don’t have a changing table.  So what does a mom do when she is in desperate need of a changing table??  She improvises.  I got Sadie cleaned up (of course she got a new onesie), and then we went to her cardiology appointment.

Her appointment went really well.  She had an echo done on her heart.  We got alot of amazing information.  We had so many questions regarding what her future could look like and her doctor was really great in answering them all.  She will more than likely have surgery when she is about 4-5 to fix her ASD and her pulmonary stenosis, but neither one of those issues is causing her any harm right now.  She is thriving!  Her doctors are so impressed with her.  Here is my little Sadie Bugg , who has a whole in her heart and a narrow artery, and she just smiles at the world.  God made her perfectly.  Her problems are scary, but they are fixable!

On the way home, I just sat there thinking about everything the doctor had said and you know what I realized??  God is always faithful.  You would think that I would have already realized that with what we went through when Sadie was born.  And the truth is that I did realize it then.  But then life happens. and you get stressed and you worry and things seem crazy.  God is faithful.  Is there a chance that Sadie will need surgery?  Absolutely.  Does that scare me?  Yes and no.  Yes, because I just want her to be okay and healthy.  No because I have a God who loves me and who knows what is best for my Sadie.  He made her in his image.  He tells us “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:6-7).  This is exactly what He has done for my husband and I.  He has given us a peace about all of the situations we find ourselves in regarding Sadie’s health.  He is faithful always.

So today, I want to talk about thanksgiving.  I am thankful for my Sadie’s health.  I am thankful for the strong amazing man that God gave me to go through life with.  I am thankful for the amazing beautiful daughters that I have been blessed with.  But most of all, I am thankful for a God that loves me in my flaws, keeps me comforted even when I doubt His goodness, showers me with his grace, leads me towards His greatness, and is forever faithful.

Sadie Bugg|Little Princesses


Whew! It’s been awhile since I have posted.  Life has definitely been crazy.  A lot has happened in the month since my last post.  Sadie is sitting up so much better and rolling over life crazy!  She has graduated to her crib (Praise God!) and only wakes up about once or twice now.  I am not going to lie.  I really thought the transition to her crib would be an extremely difficult task.  She has definitely not been our easy child on transitions, but she surprised me.  Not only does she sleep in her crib without a fuss, but she can fall asleep in there by herself without me having to rock her or give her a bottle before bed!  It is really quite amazing.


We bought her some new big girl jammies because she has graduated out of three month clothing.  She is now wearing 3-6 month and some 9 month clothing…..guys, I definitely didn’t think that would happen for sure.  Sadie is growing so much.  I am so proud of her!  She is without a doubt our happy child.  I mean you can wake her up, and as soon as she opens her eyes, she is smiling at you.  Be still my heart.  Feeding her has gotten a ton better!  She can now eat an entire thing of stage two baby food.  Now for those of you that don’t know, that is a lot of food for her little belly.  She loves food!  Her rolls are starting to show and I couldn’t be happier.  I am so thankful to God for her accomplishments with her growth.  Heck, I am just so thankful for her and her sister period!  Sometimes (who am I kidding, MOST times) I may not have a clue what I am doing, but man am I glad to be their mommy.


Reagan and Sadie | Children

Last Tuesday I got my new camera.  It is absolutely amazing!  Of course I had to do a practice session to see all of the fun features, so I decided to do use my beautiful little girls as models.  Poor Sadie has horrible allergies, so the wildflowers didn’t help.  Needless to say, she didn’t take too many pictures before her daddy was holding her.  Reagan on the other hand took lots of pictures.  I think she likes being center of attention.  What two year old doesn’t like everyone loving all over them?

Drew came with me and was my “assistant” for the session.  He is such a big help.  Anytime I needed him to move a blanket or wipe a runny nose he was right there.  He is always my biggest supporter and I couldn’t be more blessed.

Now, enough of that gooey love stuff.  I had such a great time taking pictures with my new camera.  It’s always a learning process for me, but I truly enjoy it.  The sun was shining, but it was hidden behind the tree line, so we were shaded for most of the session.  It’s always interesting when I am going to take pictures of Reagan.  She doesn’t believe in posing, so we have to bring something along to help her at least stay focused enough not to just run around.  For those of you that don’t know Reagan, she has one speed.  That speed is running everywhere.  Having Sadie there helped though.  She loves her baby sister.  I hope you enjoy these pictures as much as I enjoyed taking them.


Sadie Bug | Little Princesses

Whew! What a week it has been.  I know it has been so long since I have posted anything, but I’m back.  Last Tuesday, we took Sadie to see her geneticist.  Her appointment was earlier in the day so we thought we could take Reagan with us and then go to the zoo afterwards.  So, we loaded up in the car and made the big trip to Ft. Worth.


Yes, she is showing off her abilities to blow bubbles.


Sadie’s appointment went great!  Her geneticist is so impressed with her development that she said she won’t need to see her for a whole year.  That was amazing news to us as I am sure you can imagine.  She was happy and smiling all morning for the doctor.  Sadie is very much a happy baby.  Not much upsets her.  Her basic states of mind are happy, hungry, playful, and did I mention happy?  Now don’t get me wrong, she definitely has her fair share of tantrums, but for the most part she is a very easy to please little girl.  After her appointment, my husband and I went to a nearby lab to get our blood drawn because we are getting our genetic testing done.  This will let us know if Sadie’s syndrome was a fluke thing or if one of us was a carrier for it.  Either way, she is still amazingly beautifully perfect!

After we were done with our lab work, we took Reagan’s temperature because she was acting off.  Turns out she had 102 fever.  So, instead of the zoo, we gave her some Tylenol and ate lunch.  We went to El Fenix because they have the absolute BEST chips.  Of course Reagan wanted some hot sauce, so what did we do?  We gave it to her, but it was after we told her that it was really hot and she kept insisting that she get some.  Now, for those of you that don’t know my two year old….well she is two and she is the queen of our household so she demands a lot from us.  We are working on that.  But anyways, after she got her hot sauce she immediately stuck her tongue out and looked at me like “Mom, why didn’t you tell me it was hot?”.

Sadie, enjoyed our lunch just as much as we did.  That was until a very sweet older grandma that sat next to us decided that she wanted to hold Sadie while I ate my lunch.  Talk about having a little freak out (On my part).  I had no idea what to do, and before I even had time to react she was holding Sadie.  That was the fastest lunch I have ever eaten.  I mean I didn’t even eat half of it because I was concentrating so hard on the fact that this sweet little lady (which she was incredibly kind and nice) whom I didn’t know was holding my child.  Now, some of you are probably thinking “Why the heck did you let some stranger hold your child?”  Let me tell you why.  I have absolutely no boundaries.  It is horrible really.  I feel awful when I tell people no.  If I feel like I am disappointing or letting someone down, I won’t tell them no.  Now, that doesn’t mean that if I felt like this woman was going to do harm to my child I wouldn’t have told her no.  I promise I would have, but she was very kind and completely harmless.  She even told me that she has three grandbabies of her own!  Anyways, let’s move on.  After our lunch we took Reagan to Academy and Best Buy because her fever was gone.  You will be shocked to know that she arrived home with a brand new pair of sparkly blue flip flops (or “sip sops” as she used to call them) and the movie The Good Dinosaur.  All in all it was a fantastic day and a great little family adventure!

Life’s Little Moments | Mommy Help


Life can be tough.  I have learned that many times over.  My pregnancy and delivery with Sadie taught me some very valuable lessons about faith, love, and grace.  Our lives are tough enough as it is, but when we add the filth and evil that the world loves, it makes life even harder.  There are many obstacles in our future that we are going to have to face (especially regarding our children), but what I have learned is to not dwell on that.  Like I said, life is tough.  Enjoy the little moments that you have where you don’t have dinner to cook, work to be done, or bills to pay.  Don’t worry about what tomorrow will bring because you have been given plenty today.  img_1221-1I have struggled with worry for many years, but one day I just realized that life is way to short to constantly worry.  You know what else I learned?  I learned that life also has plans of its own.  So enjoy the time you have with your family, playing outside with the kids, baking a cake (if you like to bake), or watching your little girls watch Frozen together! It gives life hope and happiness in a world that is full of nasty.  I came into the living room one evening last week and found these sweet girls watching Frozen together and it made my heart happy.  I am so blessed to be their mommy.  I thank God for choosing me to have the honor of being their mommy.  I love these girls to the moon and back with their sticky kisses and all!

Cereal for Breakfast | Little Princesses

 Let me preface this by saying that Sadie is still not sleeping through the night. She likes to wake up at 12am, 2am, 4am, and 5am. It’s exhausting so we talked to her pediatrician about starting her on some cereal. Being that she is now 4 months old, her pediatrician thought that would be a great idea. She told us we could start feeding her some cereal and then graduate her to some sweet potato and carrots whenever she gets the hang of the spoon. So in a desperate attempt to get some more sleep at night, we have started her on cereal! Sunday morning was the first attempt. It took her awhile to realize what she was supposed to do with a spoon, but once she figured it out she really liked it. She is also a super messy eater. Yes, it is her getting cereal all over her face and not me 😁.  

 She is such a big girl! I love that she is gaining weight so well. We take her back to her back to her genetic doctor tomorrow and I know they will be impressed with her progress. God is good! I cannot say it enough. You can weather any storm with Him by your side. Four months ago Sadie was 4 pounds and in the hospital because she couldn’t eat, and now here she is 12 pounds and eating cereal with a spoon! Her progress is amazing and I am so proud of her. 

Faithful Planning | Little Princesses



Those of you that know me know that I am a planner.  I plan everything, but sometimes God throws us a curveball and our plans absolutely don’t go according to how you would like for them to go.  When a plan gets thrown off, we become fearful, angry, or even sad.  When I got pregnant with our second daughter I had a plan.  The plan was simple.  It wasn’t anything extravagant, but it was a plan none the less.  My plan was to have her at Ennis Regional Medical Center, everything would go smoothly, and we would get to bring her home to her sister two days later (I say two days because I already knew she would have to be a C-section due to the fact that Reagan was a C-section).  My plan did not happen.

I found out I was pregnant in March of 2015.  My pregnancy started out great.  I had a little nausea but never threw up.  I kept my weight gain in the range it was supposed to be, and I exercised to stay healthy.  We had a trip planned for July of 2015 to Disney World (Those of you who know me also know that I am a Mickey Mouse fanatic.  I mean like I could live at Disney World and my life would be complete).  Two weeks before we were supposed to leave to go on our trip, I had a normal check up with my doctor.  As she was listening to Sadie’s heart rate with her little handheld thingy (yes that is a technical medical term) we both noticed that her heart beat sounded really funny.  It wasn’t the normal thumping that you hear.  I watched the doctor’s face to see if I was just hearing things or if it was abnormal.  She told me that she thought Sadie had a heart arrhythmia and that we needed to go see a specialist to get her looked at.  Before I had left the doctor’s office they already had me an appointment for the following week to see the maternal fetal medicine specialist.  Everything happened so fast that I didn’t quite have time to process it.  One moment your baby is fine and healthy and the next you are being told to see a specialist because her heart isn’t normal.  I got into the car and started driving to Corsicana (which was about 30 minutes away) to meet Drew for lunch.  I called him and told him what the doctor said.  Of course he was scared but trying to be positive.  I called my mom because well let’s just face it, even though I’m 23 I still want my mom when I am scared.  She told me she was going to meet me in town for lunch with Drew because she needed to see me. As soon as I hung up the phone with her I cried.  I cried for a good 10 minutes because I was fearful, angry, and sad.  My plan was not going according to how it was supposed to go.  In my fear I cried out to God.  I asked him to place His comforting arms around my family and myself and for us to not worry about this issue but to hand it over to Him.  Now, this was a big deal for me because not only am I a planner, but I am a worrier as well.  I mean I worry about the smallest thing to the point that my husband gets annoyed with me.  I worry about things that could happen in 10 years.  It is extremely unhealthy.  But you know what?  The strangest thing happened after I got done praying.  My tears dried up and immediately I felt at peace.  I knew without a shadow of a doubt that God was there with me.  He was holding me and reminding me that this was out of my control.  So I met Drew and my parents for lunch and we talked about the appointment, and I never felt alone.img_0013

The next week we went to the specialist and she informed me that Sadie did in fact have a heart arrhythmia.  She said it wasn’t anything to be too worried about, and that most of the time they fix themselves before the baby is even born.  This was a huge relief for me as I’m sure you can imagine.  She also told us that she would want to see us once a month until the end of the pregnancy just to monitor everything.  So, what did we do after we got this good news?  We went to Disney World of course!

After our trip, life resumed like normal until my next check-up.  I went to my doctor expecting to hear the weird heart noises, but we couldn’t find the heartbeat.  She spent a good ten minutes trying to listen to her heart, but she only kept finding what she thought was my heart rate.  She took me into another room and did a sonogram.  img_0022Once she found Sadie’s heart beating, she manually counted the beats.  It turns out that she found her rate every time she was looking, she was just confusing it with mine because it had dropped so low.  Most of the time doctors like for a baby’s heart rate to be at least 120 beats per minute.  Sadie’s was 60 beats per minute.  My doctor called the specialist and she wanted me to go to their hospital in Ft. Worth to be hooked up to monitors.  I left her office and called Drew.  He left work and met me in the parking lot.  We drove to the hospital where they hooked me up to a monitor for about 45 minutes.  The doctor did a sonogram and said that because Sadie was not in distress that we would just need to come in once a week to monitor her.  She also ordered us to get an echo done and have a cardiologist look at her.

We had the echo done and the cardiologist was not worried about her low heart rate at all.  She said that Sadie was handling it very well and that we could still deliver in Ennis if we wanted, but that we should still go to the specialist once a week just be safe.  We were overjoyed to know that she was safe and that she was going to be okay.

So once a week from that point on I went to the specialist’s office in Mansfield to be monitored.  The good thing was that we got a sonogram every week and got to see Sadie.  Life went on.  When I was somewhere around 30 weeks we noticed that her growth had slowed down.  It had gotten down to the 35 percentile (for those of you who don’t know what that means let me enlighten you.  It means that she was bigger than 35% of babies for that gestational age).  The specialist wasn’t concerned about it.  She said they really only ever worry about it if it drops to the 10th percentile and she didn’t think that would happen.  So again, we lived our life.  When I was 33 weeks along, I went back and Sadie’s heart had fixed itself!  We were so incredibly happy.  IMG_4808I thought my plan had gotten back on track and everything was going to be so good.  But then we measured her.  She went from the 35% to the 13%.  Now this wasn’t below 10% but it was a drastic drop and the doctor wasn’t comfortable with it.  Three weeks later, she dropped even more into the less than 10% range.  At this point, the specialist had already assumed my care and I wasn’t going to my doctor in Ennis anymore.  She decided that at 38 weeks we would be doing a C-section.  You see, when a baby stops growing or getting adequate nutrition, the longer they are in the womb, the higher chance they have of being stillborn.  She went ahead and saw me twice a week those last two weeks just be safe.

On November 4, 2015, we loaded our little family up in my car and drove to Texas Health Harris Methodist Hospital in Ft. Worth to bring our sweet little girl into this world.  Both my parents and Drew’s parents came at the same time as us.  img_0020We were at the hospital by 7:45am.  I got my gown on and hung out in the room with my family until they came to get me.

My sister came and saw me as well as two of my cousins.  Everyone was so excited to meet this precious girl.  They wheeled me back into the OR and began to get me ready.  I was shaking with nerves and excitement!  Once I was ready, they brought Drew in.  He was so amazing.  The second he saw me he was making sure I was okay and holding me.  I can still remember when they said, “Okay, a lot of pressure.  She’s here!”  My heart was  beating so fast.  They didn’t tie my arms down, so they immediately gave her to me.  As I held her, I just couldn’t believe how amazing she was.  She was a little fighter and so strong.  God had given me such an amazing little gift.

They were taking her temperature and fixing me up, and that’s when my plans got even further out of whack.  The nurse informed me that they would need to take her to the NICU because her temperature wasn’t high enough.  I immediately was like “Take her!”  Of course my heart was hurting, among other things, but if there was a chance that she needed help then I wanted her to have it.  My husband looked at me and we had a moment where we were just comforted by each other.  I told him to go with her and not to worry about me.  When they were both gone and I was feeling extra good courtesy of my pain medication, they took me to recovery.  Once I had been in recover for an hour, my husband came in.  He was still wearing his scrubs, but he had brought some visitors.  Our families along with our best friends had come to see us.  We talked for a little bit and then I made my family leave to go eat some lunch.  Reagan went with them.  Our friends had brought us lunch, but I couldn’t eat anything.  Everything was just so overwhelming.  Drew got to see Sadie in the NICU, but he couldn’t hold her.  Our family members got to go back one at a time and see her.  I got to look at lots of pictures, but I didn’t actually get to see her.  After our families and friends had left and I was in my postpartum room, they finally brought her to me.  It was 6:00pm when I finally got to hold my little girl. It was the most special moment.  She was so tiny.  She weighed 4 pounds 6 ounces and was 17 inches long.

We had her in our room that first night.  We set alarms every three hours for her to eat because she was so small, but we couldn’t get her to even eat 2 ml.  When morning came, the nurse called the on call pediatrician to come and look at her.  My mom was on her way up to the hospital to help us with Sadie when they called.  I told her she better hurry because I didn’t know if Sadie would be in our room for long.  My mom got there and held Sadie for about 5 minutes when the pediatrician came in.  She determined that Sadie needed to go back to the NICU and be admitted.


Once they took her, I went into the bathroom with my husband and we cried.  We cried from fear.  We cried from heartache.  We cried from confusion.  We cried because we didn’t know what was going to happen.  Our plan was to have her and everything go great and then we bring her home.  It was never supposed to come to her being in the NICU.  The neonatologist came in to see us and told us that she was thinking she would be in there about 3-5 days.  The problem was that Sadie wasn’t eating and her body temperature couldn’t be maintained without her having some kind of fatty insulation on her body.  She was skin and bones.

We spent much of our time in the NICU when I was in the hospital.  We would wake up for every feeding and go see her.  It was without a doubt the hardest thing I have gone through in my life.  We could only hold her when she was being fed.  She stayed in her incubator when she wasn’t eating.  If we held her for too long then her body temp would drop.  Three days came and went and by the fourth day I was being discharged.  Leaving the hospital without Sadie tore my heart in half.  I literally felt like half of my heart was being left behind.  I cried the whole way home and prayed for comfort.  I would see other women who had their babies after me going home with their children and it hurt my heart immensely.  I wondered why I couldn’t bring home my little girl.  I felt like maybe I didn’t do something right when I was pregnant wit her.  I had only gained 20 pounds during pregnancy so it had to have been my fault, right?  All of those thoughts began to cloud my mind.  It was hard to stay positive, but God reminded me of His love and grace.  He showered us with love and he reminded me that Sadie was His child and that whenever He was ready for us to have her that we should be ready.  I found comfort in His promise of love and compassion.  I began to see that He was still working on her, and it helped me to see things in a new light.  I was thankful for Drew.  Without his support I would have fallen.  I would not have wanted to go through that with anyone else.  We grew stronger as a couple.  When I was weak he was strong.  When he was weak I was strong.  Day by day our faith grew.  Now, I am not going to say that it wasn’t hard and I didn’t have my dark days because I definitely did, but God restores your soul and He gives you peace.  He healed my broken heart and literally pulled me through it.

After the first week, the doctor was convinced that maybe she was just early and I wasn’t really 38 weeks along when she was born.  She said that Sadie was acting like a 35 week old baby.  They tested her hearing, did a head sonogram to check her brain, and even had speech therapists come and look at her mouth.  She checked out in everything.  She just wouldn’t eat on her own.  She had a feeding tube going through her nose into her stomach giving her the food that she needed.  As a parent, it is heart wrenching to see your baby hooked up to so many monitors and tubes, but then I would look around and realize that she was alive and breathing.  There were many other babies there that needed much greater help than her.  She just couldn’t eat.  Her lungs worked and she was healthy otherwise. While we were there the doctor went ahead and sent off some genetic testing just to make sure everything was okay.

Drew had told me that our goal would be to have her home before Thanksgiving.  That gave us three weeks.  Surely that would be enough time for her to make it home.  Everyday for three weeks we drove to Ft. Worth.  We tried staying the night one night thinking “Oh, this will be good.  We can make it  for the midnight feeding and then get some sleep.”  Oh, how wrong we were.  We got caught in traffic at midnight and were up from 11pm-2am.  So in other words, we got no sleep.  Plus, us being up there was very difficult for Reagan.  She didn’t understand what was happening.  All she knew was that mommy and daddy were gone.  She was acting out at school and she missed us.  We couldn’t bring her with us because she wasn’t aloud in the NICU.  So everyday we would wake up and take her to school then drive to Ft. Worth to be there by the 9am feeding.  We would stay until after the 3pm feeding and then get Reagan from daycare and head home to be with her.

Now, I tried to breastfeed Sadie, but she had a very difficult time so I would pump every 3 hours to make sure she had enough milk.  I would call the nurse at my 3am pumping to check on her.  The goal was to have her drinking 45 ml every three hours from a bottle in order for her to go home.  Now I will be honest here.  I did not think that was going to happen.  It seemed impossible, but one day something just clicked in her brain and she began to eat!


On November 23, 2015 we got to bring our little girl home from the hospital.  It was the day before Thanksgiving.  She was 5 pounds 2 ounces.  I sat in the backseat with her the whole way home.


Life was getting back to how I had planned it to be.  I stayed home with Sadie and took care of her while Drew went to work and Reagan went to daycare.  I had just put Sadie down for a nap when the phone rang a couple of weeks later.  It was the doctor calling with her genetic testing results.  Now, like I said earlier, I am a little bit of a worrier, so of course the testing had been in the back of my mind since the day they sent it off.  But Sadie was doing so good.  She had put on some weight and I was convinced they weren’t going to find anything with her testing.  So imagine my surprise when they told me that they found an abnormality with her testing.  Talk about being blindsided!  I felt like the floor had been ripped out from underneath me.  They scheduled us to come in the next day for a consult.  Of course I had another crying moment when I was talking to my husband, but we reminded ourselves that God had gotten us this far.  He knew what he was doing and His plan happens for a reason.


So we went the next day to the consult.  We found that Sadie has something called 8P23 Deletion Syndrome.  Yes, it is a very confusing name.  But basically, she is missing part of her 8th chromosome. This can lead to learning disabilities, behavior problems, impulsiveness, and possible heart problems.  Everything began to make sense.  Her heart arrhythmia, her feeding difficulties, and her low birth weight were all caused because of her syndrome.  Her geneticist ordered another echo to be done on her, so a couple days after our consult we got her looked at.  Turns out she has what is called an ASD (Atrial Septal Defect).  Basically there is a hole in the wall of her heart.  This is different from a murmur (because she also has a small one of those), but don’t ask me how.  Her Cardiologist has said that he isn’t quite sure what type of ASD she has because the placement is strange, so in June we go back to get it looked at again.  Once a   week a very nice woman who works for ECI (Early Childhood Intervention) comes out to see Sadie.  She is doing very well!  You will be happy to know that cognitively and socially she is scoring well above her age.  Her motor development has been lagging behind, but she is catching up quickly.  When she was born she was in the less than 1%.  Now, at four months old, she is in the 12%.  She is growing so fast.  She smiles and coos at you.  She has rolled over twice!  And she can sit up so much better and control her head.


It has been a long difficult road, but God remained faithful and strong the whole time.  He constantly comforted us and showered us with His love.  He showed us his mercy and that He has a plan, but more importantly, He showed us that His plan is the one that matters.  I had a plan.  I was going to have a healthy pregnancy, deliver a healthy baby, and bring a big strong baby home from the hospital.  What I got instead was heartache, difficulty, and the biggest blessing I could have ever gotten.  God transformed my heart.  He helped me to see that control isn’t everything and that I needed to give up control of my life.  He taught me the value of faith and perseverance, and he taught me that sometimes things in this life are blessings and we don’t even realize it.  God has a deep faith in us.  We are the ones that are slacking.  He offers a promise of hope and grace we just get so clouded in our own minds that we miss it.  Sadie has problems, yes, but she has never been more perfect in my eyes.  She is living and breathing and that in itself is a major blessing.




Reagan’s Snack Shack | Little Princesses

Tonight I have a short post.  For Reagan’s birthday, my Aunt Tammy (or ZuZu as her grandchildren call her) got Reagan a super cool present.  ZuZu is so creative and she always thinks of the coolest gifts.  She got Reagan an apron that says “Reagan’s Snack Shack”, a notepad to take people’s orders, personalized menus, a pen, and a little calculator.  Now let me just pause right here because who the heck wouldn’t have loved that when they were a child? I mean seriously.  My cousins and I would have had so much fun with that.  Anyways, moving on.  Reagan decided tonight to get her gift out and take our orders.  I just thought you all would like to see how adorable Reagan is and how amazingly creative and talented my aunt is.  We are blessed by her all the time.

Chick Days | Little Princesses

With Easter upon us, Drew and I decided to get Reagan and Sadie a special Easter gift.  We had been contemplating the idea of getting some chicks for awhile, so we figured what a better time than Easter.  So after work on Monday, we took Reagan to Atwoods and bought some baby chicks.  I have no idea what kind they are.  Some are black while others are a red/brown color.  Yes, I know. What kind of a “country girl” doesn’t know what kind of chickens there are?  Well, that would be this one!  What I do know is that Reagan was extremely excited and in about (hopefully) six months we will have some fresh eggs.

Once we got the chicks home, Reagan was so excited.  She just wanted to sit next to the chicks and pet them.  She told me “Mama, I need to hold them.  I gonna pet him”.


We also purchased a coop to house the chickens.  Drew has been so good and put it together after work the last couple of days.  Reagan would sit in the shop with him and “help” him whenever she got the chance.  Every afternoon we would let the chicks out of their box to walk around the yard.  Of course we had to watch our house dog Bella.  She seems to have a taste for chicken.  Fortunately for us we already knew that.  You will be happy to know that all ten of our chicks made it safely to their home.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, Drew finished the coop.  Today we got to put the chicks in their new home.

Reagan had a blast throughout this whole experience.  She loves being outdoors.  Today was such a beautiful day so after we finished with the chicks she rode her 4 wheeler for a little while.  And this my friends is what the most adorable little girls looks like.  She is definitely country.  Plus I love her sweet adorable bare feet.


This week at school she is learning about kites, so after a little bit of riding, I broke out her butterfly kite.  Daddy got it in the air for us and he got to exercise in the process so it was a win win situation.  Reagan is such a daddy’s girl.  She loves him so much and I love watching them together.  He is so good to her.  I am so blessed that my girls have such a strong christian example of what a man, father, and husband should be.

Even sweet little Sadie got to partake in our adventures today!  Life is so short.  I am so thankful that I get to spend it with such an amazing family.  I encourage you to not waste any time that you have.  When God gives you a beautiful day, use it.  When he gives you a family, love them.  Cherish each and every time you have with each other.  The simplest life is a blessed life.