tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21573562553044355542024-02-19T19:09:26.156-06:00A Quiver Full of LoveChildren are a blessingRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.comBlogger230125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-66497539183094841382010-04-05T10:48:00.001-05:002010-04-05T10:48:32.023-05:00New Life in the Earth, New Life in Jesus, and New Life in MeSaturday evening, I started feeling a little pukey. But this felt like <br>a preggo-pukey, not a sick pukey. There is a definite difference, with <br>me anyway. I thought that maybe my mind was playing tricks on me, and <br>it was probably nothing. I got a pregnancy test that night just in case.<p>So I took the test first thing Sunday morning. It was positive before <br>it even hit the control window.<p>Oh my goodness!!!!<p>I'm pregnant!!!!!<p>I am SOOOO excited!<p>But I'm also really scared.<p>It's been 17 months since I miscarried. I'm scared to death that I'll <br>lose this baby too. But at the same time, I'm thankful for this gift <br>of Life inside me.<p>I don't think it's just a coincidence that I found out on Easter, the <br>day that we celebrate Spring and new life in the earth, and the <br>resurrection of Jesus. Because Jesus died on the cross, was buried, <br>and rose from the dead, He gave me opportunity to be a changed person <br>here on earth and to have a home in Heaven when I die. I have hope <br>when before I had none. I have one baby in Heaven already, and if I <br>keep my trust in Jesus, I know I'll meet my Glory Baby face to face.<p>So while I have no guarantee beyond today for this little one, I will <br>celebrate this new life inside me for as long as I'm given the chance, <br>knowing that eternity eventually awaits us both and that life here is <br>precious, no matter how long or how short it is.<p>Welcome, little one!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-61600097385817258972009-10-08T13:45:00.001-05:002009-10-08T13:45:08.607-05:00Angels UnderwearSince Brad is gone to Alabama, I'm a little nervous at night without <br>him there. Especially since we were told that there have been break <br>ins on our street. I pay extra attention to noises and check all the <br>rooms if I've been gone. I'm not too exceptionally worried, just aware <br>and prayerful. Ok, maybe a little paranoid. :)<p>Our sleep is all messed up with Brad gone too. The babies are <br>definitely aware that something is amiss because Daddy isn't home for <br>bedtime.<p>A couple nights ago, we went to sleep after 10 but Sara woke up again <br>around 12:30 or so. I put a movie in for her and we laid in bed <br>watching it. Sara was laying where she could see into the living room. <br>I've been leaving the kitchen light on so it's not light enough in the <br>bedroom to hinder sleep, but light enough to see in there and deter <br>criminals, hopefully.<p>So there we are, watching our movie, and suddenly Sara sits straight <br>up and stares into the living room. "Who's dat?" she says. Her gaze <br>never left the living room. She hopped down and ran into the living <br>room, faced the kitchen (not the front door, like she would be if she <br>heard something and thought Brad was home), and said "Hi!" I got out <br>of bed and ran in there beside her, and she was intently looking at <br>something, but there was nothing there!<p>Now, I am NOT the kind of person that sees ghosts in the closet and <br>leprechauns in my cereal box. I do however believe in angels as <br>described in the Bible.<p>So standing there with my daughter, my first thought was, "It's an <br>angel, and I'm in my underwear (and t-shirt, but I wasn't worried <br>about that part!)!!!"<p>It was a very cool, weird, kinda creepy, awesome experience. But I've <br>been a bit more modest around the house lately. :)Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-88084362618889319402009-10-01T13:35:00.001-05:002009-10-01T13:35:42.428-05:00Dumb MovieA few years ago, I bought a cheap DVD at Old Time Pottery. It's a double feature, and I got it for Shirley Temple's The Little Princess. I could never get it to work on the computer so I forgot about it.<p>Sara found it day before yesterday and asked to watch the "house" movie. Well the other half of the double feature is The New Adventures of Heidi, with Burl Ives as Grandfather. I love him but this is the DUMBEST movie!!! It is chock full of dumb long drawn out introspective songs. At least a dozen!!!! It's terrible!!! And of COURSE, Sara just loves it! <p>So Sara is watching it and Heidi and her friend are crying, and Sara comes to me walking all slow with a pitiful look on her face and her head down. I asked her what was the matter, and she said, "Mama, I'm sad!" I said, "Aww, you wanna come cuddle Mama?" "No mama, I wanna KIE (cry) on you!"<p>It was so cute, it's the first time she's shown empathy with a movie. I can tell that there's gonna be lots of chick flicks in our future, and Mama and daughter can eat ice cream and kie on each other. But can we please pick something besides The New Adventures of Heidi????Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-10315968197383339922009-08-19T00:37:00.001-05:002009-08-19T00:37:26.709-05:00TestingTrying out blogging from e-mail!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-82743514344133349802009-06-03T17:53:00.003-05:002009-06-03T18:41:49.693-05:00Remember<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdxNpdDYVgZLRKpVsVq17imfzxGdevnTpOS7YQ3LXvXiAJx3fGZXuEZq2SS6oTs-q6cQGcHQ40fcQnZHyggm4QfFc3KGyyf2d5ACw3QK1S9O7Y5dvoHllcbX3I2cioQXbOhIxTNmWe-k/s1600-h/remember.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdxNpdDYVgZLRKpVsVq17imfzxGdevnTpOS7YQ3LXvXiAJx3fGZXuEZq2SS6oTs-q6cQGcHQ40fcQnZHyggm4QfFc3KGyyf2d5ACw3QK1S9O7Y5dvoHllcbX3I2cioQXbOhIxTNmWe-k/s320/remember.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343246336244016322" border="0" /></a>Thank you so much to my dear friend Wendy, who remembered the significance of today's date and gave me this Willow Tree figurine, "Remember".<br /><br /><br />Today would have been our Glory Baby's due date. I still miss that little one being in my womb. I thought that in remembrance of our third child (who is very much alive right now!) I'd share the card that I bought and the letter that I wrote to our baby, just a few days after we discovered that Glory Baby had gone to heaven.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It isn't easy</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">being so in love with you</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">and not being able to see you</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">every day. There are times</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">when I'd give anything</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">just to be able</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">to gaze into your eyes</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">or hold you in my arms,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">even for a few minutes.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I always feel incomplete,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">like part of me is missing,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">when we're not together.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I know that, right now, </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">this is how things have to be,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">but that doesn't make it</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">any easier to bear.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Every day without you</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">just reminds me of the joy</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">you add to my life,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">joy that I'm missing... a lot.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">So don't forget that I love you,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">that I'm thinking of you,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">and that I'm counting</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">every minute</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">until we're together again.</span><br /><br /><br />Dear Baby,<br /><br /> I know that you will never read this. But it will make me feel better to put down on paper some of the things in my heart.<br /><br /> From the very first, when I first suspected I was pregnant again, I was so excited. A new sibling for Sara & Emily to grow up with. A new little person to love, and watch grow up.<br /><br /> And then when I started bleeding, I was scared. I had hope that everything would be ok. We asked several friends to pray. Your sisters were playing in the tub with Daddy, and I laid on the bed, my hands on my tummy, praying for you. I told Jesus that I knew that He allows things to happen to change us, but that I would rather have my baby. i knew the lord understood what I was feeling.<br /><br /> The next afternoon, there was no question. You had gone to Heaven.<br /><br /> It didn't sink in right away. Now, I have good moments, and bad moments.<br /><br /> I miss you. You aren't the baby-in-the-tummy anymore. You're the baby-in-heaven.<br /><br /> I cry for everything I'm missing out on. Were you a boy or a girl? Do you look like your Daddy, or like me? I will miss not knowing your smile, or your laugh, or your cute little unique baby quirks. I will miss holding you while you sleep. I'll even miss changing your diaper.<br /><br /> But I know that God has a reason for everything that He does. I am so thankful to know that you're in heaven! You will never know heartache or pain or sin.<br /><br /> I will always carry your memory in my heart. I will cherish the few short weeks that you were close in my tummy. And while others will look and see that I have two children, I will always know that I have three.<br /><br /> As Sara & Emily grow, I will tell them about their precious little sibling in heaven. We all have more reason to get to heaven now, because you are there.<br /><br /> I love you, little one. I have always loved you, and I always will.<br /><br /> I'll see in heaven, and until then I'll be missing you and loving you.<br /><br /> Have fun in heaven, baby!<br /><br /> Love,<br /><br /> Your MamaRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-46206275079647203562009-06-01T11:57:00.002-05:002009-06-01T11:58:13.377-05:00To Members of TCOGI wanted everyone to hear it from me, before the news travels too far, and this seems like the best way to do it.<br /><br />I've made a decision that was extremely difficult, but something that had to be done. A decision that was not made lightly or in haste. A decision that I wish did not have to be made. But a decision that gives me peace in knowing I'm doing what I'm supposed to do.<br /><br /><br /><br />I've turned in my membership to TCOG, and asked for my name to be removed from the books.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yes, I know.<br /><br />I am continuing to follow my Jesus with my whole heart. I'm walking the path He's laid out in front of me, and same as ever, if not more than ever, I'm walking in Truth, and in the Light to the best of my knowledge and ability. Yes, I know what could be said to me after a statement like that. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I want all of you to know that I love you, and that I am SO thankful for the time we've had together and the things I've learned and experienced. This is not how I ever in a million years expected things to turn out. God sees the big picture and more than ever I believe that.<br /><br />If anyone reading this has any questions, please come to with them. I'd much rather you come to me for a simple answer than to shake your head and whisper about me. Though we no longer agree on some things, I count you as my brothers and sisters in Christ. If you'd rather e-mail me privately, you can do so @ addicted2jesusgirl@yahoo.com .Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-62370321319828660022009-01-21T13:49:00.003-06:002009-01-23T10:06:38.700-06:00Waiting...Ok so I am really in the mood to post about Christmas but I wanted to wait until I had photos to post with it. I have so much that I need to archive on here!<br /><br />I'm doing the devotion tonight at church... I was looking at Matthew's Christmas present to the girls and inspiration hit. I'm not gonna say what it is because it will give away the surprise! I just hope that I can get it across to everyone else the way it is in my head. It makes perfect sense to me! I'm nervous but excited. Brad is gonna miss it and that stinks. I'll be so glad when he doesn't have class on Wednesday nights anymore.<br /><br />So, kiddo stuff to report....<br /><br />I cut Sara's hair! It was short on the sides already and long in back and it was looking like a boy's mullet, so I cut it in the back to be even... I didn't mean to but it ended up being stacked. I'm glad because it looks super cute that way! So yes it is short now, but it looks very feminine and sassy. :-) I'm hoping it will grow out faster and thicker now that it's been cut! I seriously need pictures of it.<br /><br />Sara is really into animals, identifying them and telling us what they say. She has decided that all ducks say "Aflac!!!!" and not "quack!" It's hilarious.<br /><br />Emily is trying to talk! She will say "Hi!" and wave... with her hand turned in instead of out, so it looks like she is saying "come here". She has been a cuddlebug and is absolutely in love with her Daddy.<br /><br />I have been having so much fun cooking lately! My wonderful awesome sister-in-law Heather got me a Taste of Home cookbook for Christmas, she said because I am always blogging for people to pray for my meals. Hahaha! It is "Busy Family Meals" and I have done nothing but cook from it since Christmas. Just neato everyday easy recipes that I never would have thought of. It has been a hit and we have all thoroughly enjoyed getting out of our same old same old meal rut. Last night I made my own sloppy joe recipe and that is the first I have cooked something not out of that cookbook since Christmas. The night before that, it was chicken salsa pizza!<br /><br />I'm gonna start walking with Wendy. I am SOOOO excited!!! I have REALLY wanted to get working out somehow. Curves is ideal but way too expensive for me. The Y is economical but I don't have anyone to go with me, and that makes me uncomfortable. I was reading an Elizabeth Elliot book last week and there was a lady who met a guy at a gym and left her husband... And it just confirmed to me that I shouldn't do the Y if I'm not 100% comfortable with it. Not that I would leave my husband and not that anyone at the Y would want me, just saying, you can't be too cautious. So we're going to walk at this church with an indoor walking track with mostly old people, while Caetie watches the girls for me. I'm so excited!!! I can't wait.<br /><br />Next week is fun stuff too but I will wait to blog about that until then.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-83130418454775466162009-01-07T13:10:00.000-06:002009-01-07T13:16:37.651-06:00Behold the LambBrad & I decided that our gift to each other this year would be tickets to Andrew Peterson's "Behold the Lamb" tour at the Ryman. I am SO GLAD we went. It was AMAZING! The acoustics in that place are absolutely gorgeous. I think that everyone should go see that tour at least once. The first half was a "songwriter's in the round"... Every artist with him sang at least one of their own songs. I loved EVERYONE and foudn several new singer/songwriters we are in love with! Michael Card was there too... and it was such a neat thing listening to him. I remember being 8 years old, listening to "Scandalon" over and over again... I think that was when I really fell in love with music, and not just music, but especially music with a deep spiritual message that provokes me to fall deeper in love with Jesus.<br /><br />The second half was the actual "Behold the Lamb" part. Have I said yet that it was AMAZING? They began with Andrew reading this quote from introduction to the Jesus Storybook Bible:<br /><br /><blockquote>It's like an adventure story about a young Hero who came from a far country to win back his lost treasure. It’s a love story about a brave Prince who leaves his palace, his throne, everything to rescue the one he loves. It’s like the most wonderful of fairy tales that have come true in real life.<br /><br /><br />You see, the best thing about this story is—it’s true.<br /><br /><br />It takes the whole Bible to tell this story. And at the center of the Story there is a baby. Every story in the Bible whispers his name. He is like the missing piece in a puzzle—the piece that makes all the other pieces fit together and suddenly you can see a beautiful picture.</blockquote><br /><br />And what a beautiful picture they painted! The songs started in the old testament, telling the prophecies, and the lineage of Jesus. One song blended into the next. My favorite was "Labor of Love", sung by Jill Phillips. (The song is in the video I posted on Christmas).<br /><br /><blockquote>It was not a silent night<br />There was blood upon the ground<br />You could hear a woman cry<br />In the alleyways that night<br />On the streets of David's town<br /><br />And the stable was not clean<br />And the cobblestones were cold<br />And little Mary full of grace<br />With the tears upon her face<br />Had no mother's hand to hold<br /><br />It was a labor of pain<br />It was a cold sky above<br />But for the girl on the ground in the dark<br />With every beat of her beautiful heart<br />It was a labor of love<br /><br />Noble Joseph at her side<br />Callused hands and weary eyes<br />There were no midwives to be found<br />In the streets of David's town<br />In the middle of the night<br /><br />So he held her and he prayed<br />Shafts of moonlight on his face<br />But the baby in her womb<br />He was the maker of the moon<br />He was the Author of the faith<br />That could make the mountains move<br /><br />It was a labor of pain<br />It was a cold sky above<br />But for the girl on the ground in the dark<br />With every beat of her beautiful heart<br />It was a labor of love<br />For little Mary full of grace<br />With the tears upon her face<br />It was a labor of love</blockquote><br /><br />It just made me think about that night in a way I never had before.<br /><br />They ended everything, by having us all stand, and in that beautiful place with GORGEOUS acoustics, we all sang Gloria, in Excelsis Deo, and they on the stage listened to us sing.<br /><br />It was magical and wonderful and awe-inspiring and I left feeling very much like I was taking the presence of God with me. He is always with me, but there are times where I feel him more powerfully than others, and this was one of those times.<br /><br />Anyone and everyone that can NEEDS to go with us next year!!!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-79623620708514148102009-01-07T13:09:00.000-06:002009-01-07T13:11:01.881-06:00So much to blog, so little time!I haven't had internet access for a few weeks so I am way behind!<br /><br />I'll do a series of posts, telling you all about our Christmas season.<br /><br />Here goes!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-36473438514578539972008-12-28T14:24:00.000-06:002008-12-28T14:30:55.350-06:00We are sick.Before we got here, everyone came down with the stomach flu, but it was all over with before we got here, so we thought we were ok. But last night Sara & I were puking up all the red frosting from Sara's Elmo cupcake cake. Totally gross and I am never eating anything with red food coloring ever again. Probably a good idea anyway.<br /><br />We were supposed to leave today but I am still feeling blah. SO pray I feel well enough to travel soon. Brad doesn't need to miss any more work.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-49320249451980518132008-12-25T13:35:00.001-06:002008-12-25T13:41:05.743-06:00Merry Christmas!!!!I hope all of you out in blogland have a fantabulous Christmas! Remember the important things...Jesus, family, and friends!<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qlYsUvEbsc&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qlYsUvEbsc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-54397823037625635902008-12-25T10:37:00.000-06:002009-01-07T10:40:08.977-06:00Merry Christmas 2008!<a href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k83/A2JGirl/Christmas%20Card/christmas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k83/A2JGirl/Christmas%20Card/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-90474015133360022022008-12-16T11:37:00.000-06:002008-12-16T12:39:52.655-06:00Oh be careful little mouth, What you eat<div>My children!!! What am I going to do with them!<br /><br />We were getting ready to leave Owie's house yesterday, and I picked up Emily to put her in the car seat. She was choking on something. I tried to scoop it out with my fingers, but it was already half way down and she ended up swallowing it. It felt like a big piece of wire. To me, it felt like a spring from a chip clip or a hair clip or something. She acted fine once she swallowed it, but I was worried.<br /><br />I panicked. I called Wendy, knowing that she has lots of mother experience and would tell me if I was just panicking for no reason (I didn't call you mom, because I knew you would panic too and I wanted a non-panicking source Ha!). I asked her if I should take her to the ER, and she said yes. I would have taken her anyway though. The end of that thing felt sharp and I was worried about things getting tore up inside of her. *shudder*<br /><br />I called Bro. Sutton and Mom Riddell. Couldn't get ahold of Mom yet. Dropped Sara off with Wendy and went to Vanderbilt Children's ER. I LOVE them. They had us in to triage and getting x-rays in under 5 minutes. Emily did so good. The only time she fussed was when we had to hold her arms over her head to get the side shot.<br /><br />We didn't have to wait long for the doctor (well, a "fellow" really... teaching hospital you know. This fellow really was a fellow!). He said that whatever it was, was already in her stomach, and that's a good thing. If it got stuck in her throat or something back there or in her lungs, then that would be bad. But he said that the gut is really tough, and she should pass it with no problem. He also said that they've had kids come in that have swallowed open diaper pins and had no problems. YIKES! So, he gave me a list of warning signs to watch for, but she should pass it in MAX 3 days. If I haven't seen it yet (watching for it will be fun) in 3 days, then I have to take her back.<br /><br />Here's pictures of the x-ray. </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_F-M08HQZJg_uuiDeP02W9KDYuLEhjdL_zkJqIZLXRiihbzZPapOsiMVGl27R3g3peSAsFLDA5GqzrxJqy_Zkx0xoHTfMEqm9XwMH6PM-A5PV9sWXOZB_0mNCENdtmKj_QGG6n246ILk/s1600-h/emxray_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280458638324034514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_F-M08HQZJg_uuiDeP02W9KDYuLEhjdL_zkJqIZLXRiihbzZPapOsiMVGl27R3g3peSAsFLDA5GqzrxJqy_Zkx0xoHTfMEqm9XwMH6PM-A5PV9sWXOZB_0mNCENdtmKj_QGG6n246ILk/s400/emxray_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdajsOOZDFPc8Jvx7uJQBwhNU51_QC2fKJRPTp0Vpr8PFFOh66uKhzhNXu8zVb7eJglDJuJ8JFKJ6d2fNX24zEYTRUg9wwewSWADS_WEijj4fzgIoakD0P_tY1EoiNbddhK3i0ucTxIo/s1600-h/emxray_2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280458639976836578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdajsOOZDFPc8Jvx7uJQBwhNU51_QC2fKJRPTp0Vpr8PFFOh66uKhzhNXu8zVb7eJglDJuJ8JFKJ6d2fNX24zEYTRUg9wwewSWADS_WEijj4fzgIoakD0P_tY1EoiNbddhK3i0ucTxIo/s400/emxray_2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />See that hooked white thing in the middle near her spine? Yes, that's it. *shudders again*</div><div> </div><div>I'm be so glad when I see that thing in her diaper.<br /></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-37606846542127453592008-12-09T12:51:00.000-06:002008-12-09T13:03:49.108-06:00Christmas!!!!!I can't wait!!!<br /><br />I am slowly but surely working on getting my Christmas shopping done. It is not going to be much but at least something for everyone. And extra for the girls of course. We're celebrating Sara's birthday too before we leave for Arkansas so I have to bring her birthday presents with me.<br /><br />Brad put up blue icicle lights on the porch gable... he couldn't get it to be long enoug to reach end to end, so he went all electrician on me and spliced it with a cord from a hair dryer I had quit using because something inside was sounding funny. It's hilarious but I don't think anyone would notice if they didn't know. :-) Then I went to Dollar Tree and spent $5 on "pine" garland and red bows to wrap around the little deck. FUN! I want to get a little tree for inside, but I want the house clean first. There is always something though so I guess I shouldn't wait too long!<br /><br />I finished designing our family Christmas card just a bit ago! I am SO excited! I always have grand intentions every year but I never have gotten cards out. I sent it to Wal-Mart.com to be one houred and if the single print turns out good then I'll order more and send them out! So please everyone send me your address! Unless I go to church with you, then I'll just give it to you. :-)<br /><br />I want to bake! Christmas always makes me want to make things and cook things and all that but there is never any time. Tonight though, we are going to have a yummy dinner, I hope. Our dinner meals have been blah lately, so I decided to try to change that. I got tilapia filets and I'm going to bake them in tin foil with butter, lemon pepper, garlic, and dill. I have NEVER cooked fish before (well, fish sticks don't count!) so I'm hoping it turns out good! And I'm going to cook red potatoes, carrots & onions. And rolls. Need something green but the dill on the fish will have to suffice. Ha! And for dessert, I'm making a coconut oatmeal pie! YUMMY!! It's been FOREVER since I've made one. If you like chess pie (something I've discovered since being in TN!) or even pecan pie, you'd like this.<br /><br />PRAY dinner doesn't flop. I really really want to surprise Brad with something different.<br /><br />I was invited to a get together tonight and I think it really would be fun. But I need time with my family and that has got to come first. There will be other get togethers.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-23068124402362296832008-11-19T09:25:00.001-06:002008-11-19T11:09:04.075-06:00It's Been a While!I reckon I should post!<br /><br />I have been majorly stressed lately. Frustrated and angry at some things, and sad and hurt at others.<br /><br />So when last Saturday rolled around, I was SOOOOO ready for Ladies' Day. Brad watched the girls for me so that I could fully enjoy it. Gina came with me and it was nice to have some female company.<br /><br />Ladies' Day was SOOOOOO fantastic! Everything was wonderful. The theme was about Esther. These two scriptures were paired together and it just WOWED me.<br /><br /><em>Esther 4:11All the king's servants, and the people of the king's provinces, do know, that whosoever, whether man or women, shall come unto the king into the inner court, who is not called, there is one law of his to put him to death, except such to whom the king shall hold out the golden sceptre, that he may live: but I have not been called to come in unto the king these thirty days.<br />12And they told to Mordecai Esther's words.<br />13Then Mordecai commanded to answer Esther, Think not with thyself that thou shalt escape in the king's house, more than all the Jews.<br />14For if thou altogether holdest thy peace at this time, then shall there enlargement and deliverance arise to the Jews from another place; but thou and thy father's house shall be destroyed: and who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this? </em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Hebrews 4: 16 Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.</em><br /><em></em><br />The devotion was wonderful, the class was wonderful, the message was wonderful. I sooooo needed to hear these things. I needed to be reminded that I am chosen by God for such a time as this. I needed to be reminded that the things that I endure in this life are for a far greater purpose than I can even imagine, and I needed to be reminded to behave myself well in the King's house! The Lord is so kind to me to let me know that He loves me at the same time He is showing me things in my life that, in the words of Tammy, "ought not be!"<br /><br />So I came away from Ladies' Day feeling very refreshed! And nervous too. See I'd been shown some things about my attitude and how I respond to circumstances that I don't like... And while I was thankful for the Lord's loving rebuke, and I knew that He could help me to respond the way I should, I was nervous that I wasn't going to let Him help me. Funny because I normally don't feel that way. But on the way back home, Gina and I were testifying to each other about the day... and we just encouraged each other in that area. She really encouraged me, I know that!!!<br /><br />We went home by way of Lebanon, and went to the Outlet mall... I'd been wanting... ok, DYING to go to the Bath & Body Works Outlet. But we never get over that way anymore. OH OH OH!!!! I almost forgot!!!!!!!<br /><br />Gina and I were talking and encouraging and rejoicing on the way to Lebanon, on 840. We calm down and I look down, and I tell Gina that she needs to start praying we make it to a gas station because we are out of gas!!! And it was on E. Not in the red at all. This car runs out of gas LONG before it makes it to E. And there it was. And no gas station for several more miles. There is NOTHING on 840. At all. We were going to get off at the exit for 109, but I missed it! AAARGH!!!! So the next is 40 and then Lebanon. I was telling Gina about the time when Brad & I were dating and we drove 45 minutes with no gas! God totally did it. And guess what??? He did it again! The car only started sputtering JUST as I was pulling into the gas station. God is good to take care of me in my stupidity sometimes, but probably only this time because I was too busy talking about Him to look at the gas gauge! Ha ha!<br /><br />We got cappuccinos at the gas station and then went to the Mall. Thankfully it had stopped raining. We had so much fun!!!!! We just got a couple little things at B&BW and then went window shopping. Brad will window shop with me, but only at a few stores. He doesn't care for clothes shopping. Plus it's just different to window shop with a girl than with a guy. Ha ha! Then we went to Goodwill. Gina found a skirt and I got 2 more matching dresses for the girls, and a sweater for Brad. Plus a brand new in package album of Carolyn Arends' Parenthood album. We had the book and the single but not the whole album. We used the single for the slideshow at Sara's baby dedication.<br /><br />That reminds me! Here's the corrected version of the slideshow that I figured out how to put on youtube a few months ago. It's hard to believe our first baby isn't so little anymore!<br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oMIW__Clx_A&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oMIW__Clx_A&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />So anyway, Saturday was a fantastic day and I am very thankful for it!!!!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-32807471901186030022008-11-10T10:14:00.000-06:002008-11-10T10:23:07.581-06:00Tiny BitMy throat is just a tiny bit sore. I feel fine. I'm soooo glad. This all could have landed me in the hospital or needing surgery. So much worse than it was.<br /><br />We spent all day at church yesterday. I brought sandwhich stuff and I ran to Wal-Mart for the cheese I forgot to bring from home (can't have sandwhiches in our family without cheese!), a tomato, and dessert. We had so much fun. We watched Bible cartoons while we ate (LOL!) and then Brad and Sara took a nap in one of the Sunday school rooms. One of them (I think it's the teen girls?) put a couch in there with a cute slipcover. Perfect for Sunday afternoon napping! Ha! Bet they weren't thinking of that when they put it in there! Emmy, who was not interested in napping, crawled around the sanctuary while I chatted with my brother Matthew on the phone. It was a very good day. I think folks oughtta stay and hang out with us next week.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-32180709897180389502008-11-07T09:33:00.001-06:002008-11-07T11:03:57.664-06:00Bleh!Tuesday night I woke up with a sore throat. It got worse throughout the day on Wednesday and that night it got bad. It hurts to even swallow my own spit. (You don't know how much you appreciate that until you can't do it!). And I was running a fever. I had chills so bad Wednesday night I actually was having muscle spasms in my back. I went to the clinic yesterday, sure it was strep. Well it's not strep. They think it's a really bad bacterial infection in my throat. My tonsils are swollen up HUGE! The dangly thing in the middle is actually resting on one. Anyway, when I told them I was glad at least that it wasn't strep, she said she'd rather I had strep! She said strep is easy to treat and get rid of. She doesn't think this junk is gonna be so easy.<br /><br />The thing is too, that off and on since I was twelve, I've had trouble with my tonsils. Nothing big. Just annoying. Never been seen for it. A month or so ago I felt yucky and my tonsils were acting up and I wondered if it was my tonsils making me sick. It went away though and I didn't think about it.<br /><br />Sooo... it kind of freaked me out when she said to watch my breathing...if I have trouble breathing it could be a paratonsillar abcess, which is an emergency situation. When she told me that, I told her about my tonsil issues. She said she didn't think it was that bad YET, just to watch it. They gave me a GINORMOUS shot of antibiotics. WOW that stung. My hip is super sore now.<br /><br />Ibuprofen is keeping the fever at bay. I feel better today as far as I'm not wiped out like I was yesterday. But my throat still hurts. I haven't been able to eat anything since Wednesday night. They said to just forget about eating, and to just try to drink and stay hydrated. Bleh. I hate it. I want to eat, but I can't.<br /><br />They said that if I'm not significantly improved by Saturday, then I have to come back in.<br /><br />I woke up this morning at 1 am all paranoid about my breathing. And then my paranoia was making me breathe weird. LOL! So I got up and made Brad's & Sara's lunch for today (torture, I tell ya!) and did some laundry. By then I was settled down enough I could go back to sleep.<br /><br />I am sooooo ready to be over this. PRAY I get over this soon and PRAY the kids and Brad don't get it. I am trying to wash my hands often and keep everyone out of my face (hard to do with kiddos!).Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-56034545920950242232008-10-29T14:27:00.000-05:002008-10-29T14:33:45.053-05:00Is Halloween Harmless?<strong>The following is one of the devotions that my friend Charlotte from Mtn. View, AR sends out by e-mail. I don't normally post things like this, but the scriptures in this devotion really stood out to me and confirmed the way that I have always felt about Halloween. Even if you think you've heard it all before, even if right now you are rolling your eyes at yet ANOTHER attempt to show that Halloween is wrong, PLEASE read it anyway, and ask the Lord what He would have you to do. The comments in italics are from Charlotte.</strong><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>The following came largely from a message preached this Sunday by our pastor, Brother Randy Farthing. It really caused me to think and I hope it will be a blessing to you as you read it. Charlotte</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Is Halloween Harmless?</strong><br /><br /><br /><br />When the Irish came over to America in the 1800s during the potato famine, they brought their custom of celebrating Halloween with them. It is a celebration of the “Day of the Dead.” As far back as two thousand years ago, Celtics would kill animals and dress up wearing the heads of the dead animals. Other things made popular by the Irish during Halloween was the carving of turnips (pumpkins in America because they were more readily available) in which candles were lit as a symbol of roaming “spirits” or to ward off evil spirits.<br /><br /><br /><br />Satan loves Halloween because Halloween glamorizes darkness. Deuteronomy 18:9-12, “When thou art come into the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee, thou shalt not learn to do after the abominations of those nations. There shall not be found among you any one that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the fire (some burned their children as sacrifice to pagan gods), or that useth divination (using satanic means to attempt to tell the future), or an observer of times (astrology, horoscopes), or an enchanter (one who is believed to heal through magic powers), or a witch (a woman who practices witchcraft), Or a charmer (someone who uses chants/spells), or a consulter with familiar spirits (someone who communicates with spirits), or a wizard (a man who practices witchcraft or magic), or a necromancer (one who calls up the dead). For all that do these things are an abomination unto the LORD: and because of these abominations the LORD thy God doth drive them out from before thee.”<br /><br /><br /><br />God told them not to be entangled with the ways of the nations which they would inhabit.<br /><br /><br /><br />Witches don’t ride brooms. They do cast spells and work evil (even though many call it “good” magic). This is an abomination of God. The devil glamorizes this evil through many means...one way he does this is through Halloween.<br /><br /><br /><br />1 Corinthians 10:21, “Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord’s table, and of the table of devils.”<br /><br /><br /><br />Acts 16:16-18, “And it came to pass, as we went to prayer, a certain damsel possessed with a spirit of divination (ability through satanic means to attempt to tell the future…notice it is the spirit of divination…an evil spirit) met us, which brought her masters much gain by soothsaying (like fortune telling): The same followed Paul and us, and cried, saying, These men are the servants of the most high God, which show unto us the way of salvation. And this did she many days. But Paul being grieved, turned and said to the spirit, I command thee in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her. And he came out the same hour.” (This spirit of divination was trying to HIDE itself in religious ways, trying to appear good, but it was still evil! The devil tries to make evil look good…he wants to glamorize it. Halloween IS practiced as a religious day, but it is NOT of Christian religious origins).<br /><br /><br /><br />1 Corinthians 10:20, “But I say, that the things which the Gentiles sacrifice, they sacrifice to devils, and not to God: and I would not that ye should have fellowship with devils.”<br /><br /><br /><br /><em>Note…Brother Farthing brought out some things I had never thought about through these Scriptures…especially the ones in the Book of Acts on how evil will try to attach itself to good in an attempt to fool people into thinking it really IS good. As I was getting this devotion ready to send out, I was reminded of a “game” that has been around for years…and some continue to be innocently caught up in…some of our local school teachers have even used this “game” as a “science experiment” but it isn’t an experiment, nor is it a game. It is called “Light as Feather” and entails two to four people using two fingers each to “lift” a person that is lying flat on a table after saying a series of words over and over (chanting…). People who have come out of the practice of Wicca (witchcraft) will tell you that this is a chant that results in levitation and is evil trying to appear “good” and “fun.” Most of us would not think of using or allowing our kids to use a Ouija Board to call up an evil spirit…we must equally recognize that there are other more subtle evils lurching around every corner waiting to entrap us…and our children…Ephesians 5:11, “And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them.” In other words, don’t participate, but WARN others about them instead.<br /><br /></em><em></em>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-46099866950162282092008-10-28T11:24:00.000-05:002008-10-28T11:27:28.898-05:00MilestonesEmily stood up in her playpen last night! She has been pulling up on pant legs and bed covers to stand up for a little while, but this is the first tie she's succeeded to climb the playpen walls to stand up. She was sooooo proud of herself! She was standing up at the bed last night, and started grooving to Jordin Sparks' "One Step at a Time". It's hilarious because the first song Sara ever stood up and grooved to, was Bebo Norman's "Stand". How do they manage this stuff?Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-68794328226226058942008-10-27T14:26:00.000-05:002008-10-27T14:44:41.625-05:00Glory Baby<div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"><embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/mp3player-othersite.swf?config=http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/config/config_black_noautostart.xml&mywidth=435&myheight=270&playlist_url=http://www.musicplaylist.net/loadplaylist.php?playlist=51430909" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"/><BR><a href=http://www.musicplaylist.net><img src=http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg border=0></a><a href=http://www.musicplaylist.net/standalone/51430909 target=_blank><img src=http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg border=0></a><a href=http://www.musicplaylist.net/download/51430909><img src=http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg border=0></a> </div>
<br />Glory baby you slipped away as fast as we could say baby...baby...
<br />You were growing, what happened dear?
<br />You disappeared on us baby...baby...
<br />Heaven will hold you before we do
<br />Heaven will keep you safe until we’re home with you…
<br />Until we’re home with you…
<br />
<br />Miss you everyday
<br />Miss you in every way
<br />But we know there’s a day when we will hold you
<br />We will hold you
<br />You’ll kiss our tears away
<br />When we’re home to stay
<br />Can’t wait for the day when we will see you
<br />We will see you
<br />But baby let sweet Jesus hold you
<br />‘Till mom and dad can hold you…
<br />You’ll just have heaven before we do
<br />You’ll just have heaven before we do
<br />
<br />Sweet little babies, it’s hard to understand it ‘cause we’re hurting
<br />We are hurting
<br />But there is healing
<br />And we know we’re stronger people through the growing
<br />And in knowing-
<br />That all things work together for our good
<br />And God works His purposes just like He said He would…
<br />Just like He said He would…
<br />
<br />Miss you everyday
<br />Miss you in every way
<br />But we know there’s a day when we will hold you
<br />We will hold you
<br />You’ll kiss our tears away
<br />When we’re home to stay
<br />Can’t wait for the day when we will see you
<br />We will see you
<br />But baby let sweet Jesus hold you
<br />‘Till mom and dad can hold you…
<br />You’ll just have heaven before we do
<br />You’ll just have heaven before we do
<br />
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<br />I can’t imagine heaven’s lullabies and what they must sound like
<br />But I will rest in knowing, heaven is your home
<br />And it’s all you’ll ever know…
<br />All you’ll ever know…Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-74521420487384014592008-10-27T11:03:00.000-05:002008-10-27T11:14:57.854-05:00RememberingSaturday, I decided that I needed some time to myself, to be able to think and pray and grieve in my own way.<br /><br /><br /><br />Brad watched the kids, and I left the house. First I decided to go to the kids' consignment store and get a couple pairs of pants for Sara & Emily... Emmy has a few shirts that she needed pants to go with. Sara got some jammies too and I found a Christmas dress for Emmy to go with the one I've had in storage for Sara since last year (yay for after season sales!).<br /><br /><br /><br />Then, I got a haircut. I got bangs cut, I think I like them. But she cut the rest of it too short. Oh well. it will grow.<br /><br /><br /><br />Then, I went to Hallmark. Hallmark has always been the place I go when something emotional is going on in my life. I found a card for the baby, and I looked at Willow Tree figurines. I wanted to have something at the house in memory of the baby, but I didn't want something that would make me want to cry every time I looked at it. I decided on this one:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAwscJGEkeYt6GpFvcSvu7zC2zQRUudpbqUU3r9BoOmZ15GZSTtbwE-nUfhtYfu-ezNxFRCkrgIxRz5nK40SJhojW6J0VaMZZrK7nmMwTd4hh-_bITAkLpWrL876JSAGImgiefd1_0M8/s1600-h/hope.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261866795421244258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAwscJGEkeYt6GpFvcSvu7zC2zQRUudpbqUU3r9BoOmZ15GZSTtbwE-nUfhtYfu-ezNxFRCkrgIxRz5nK40SJhojW6J0VaMZZrK7nmMwTd4hh-_bITAkLpWrL876JSAGImgiefd1_0M8/s400/hope.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It makes me think of a little one running around heaven, having a blast. And the "hope" is just perfect. Reminds me of the scripture that says I don't have to sorrow as those who have no hope, because of Jesus I have a blessed hope that I will get to see the baby again in heaven!</p><p> </p><p>I took some time to write a letter to the baby in the card I found... I bawled all through it. I know the baby will never read it, but it made me feel better. Maybe sometime I will share what I wrote.</p><p>I think I'm going to make a memory box, and put the card in it, and the pregnancy test, and maybe a photo of us now. Anything else I might think of.<br /></p>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-73132721756977503172008-10-25T16:23:00.000-05:002008-10-25T16:35:45.912-05:00SurvivingI am ok. I have good moments and bad moments.<br /><br />One thing that I am thankful for, that I didn't realize for awhile, is that I'm not angry with God. I'm not asking, "How could you do this to me?!?" I know that God has a purpose and plan for every life, no matter how short. So now I am just asking the Lord to show me what He wants me to learn through this. Who He wants me to become through this.<br /><br />I am so happy for our baby. He or she gets to be in heaven and escape the heartache and trouble of this world! That is more than I can say for the two that I can hold in my arms. One safe in heaven, now I just have to get these two there!<br /><br />I am sad for us. A little one that I never got to hold, never got to look into their eyes, will never know who they looked like. I cry for all of the little things that I'm missing out on.<br /><br />I went to the store yesterday and automatically went down the baby aisle. It took 5 seconds for me to remember... my womb is empty.<br /><br />It is going to be a hard the next few months. When June 3rd rolls around (yes, June 3rd, I had calculated the due date wrong), it will be harder for awhile. Especially since I have two friends due either the day of or within days of ours. I don't begrudge them their blessings. It will just be hard knowing that it could have been us too.<br /><br />Thank you to all of you that are praying for us and have left messages. My blog is bound to be sad for a while. I'll try to share what Jesus is showing me as time goes on.<br /><br />I'm thankful for my blessings. No matter how long or short a time I get to enjoy them.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-74796786915599801172008-10-21T14:00:00.000-05:002008-10-21T14:03:40.866-05:00Pray for us.I miscarried this morning.<br /><br />So, we have a baby waiting for us in heaven.<br /><br />Can't wait to get there!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-45758519869503291572008-10-14T12:56:00.000-05:002008-10-14T13:11:17.452-05:00ArrowsThe Bible says that the children that He gives us are like arrows in the hands of a mighty man. We know the devil throws out fiery darts against us. Well, I have some arrows to send back in his direction! With the Lord's help, I'll train these arrows up to know the Lord, so that their aim will be sure. Who knows the souls that may come to know Jesus because of my children! It's a HUGE task and a tremendous responsibility, but I know that Jesus has given me everything I need to accomplish it. God's gifts are always GOOD, especially when they are in His timing. Difficult sometimes? Yes. But the trials that come from raising children only serve to draw me closer to my Guide. Why would I want to miss out on any of this? His plan is best.<br /><br />And so, that being said.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The Lord is adding to our quiver once again!<br /><br />Baby Riddell #3, arriving sometime around May 27, 2009!!!<br /><br />We are SOOOOOOOOO excited!!!!Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157356255304435554.post-823742552700655922007-02-02T11:47:00.000-06:002008-12-15T10:53:49.301-06:00Adieu, Blogger...<div style="text-align: center;">If you'd like to get ahold of me, please e-mail me at addicted2jesusgirl@yahoo.com.<a href="http://mama_rachelbeth.livejournal.com/"></a><br /><br /><br />I leave all of you blogger folks with a new photo of my Angel Baby...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k83/A2JGirl/January%2030th%20and%20February%201st%202007/P1010012.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666992005817841619noreply@blogger.com3