Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Dedicated to Erika!

Updating this blog has been hovering in my peripheral thoughts for weeks now and the Lord has used a great friend to make me face this "task"! (Though it is a great outlet, I always remember, as I begin). So this post is dedicated to Erika!

As a mom to her adorable and perfect newborn second son, she FB'ed me asking for my blog address to catch up on the Rhoden happenings during the late nights. It was great to see that she remembered my blog but then it hit me....I had no clue as to what my blog's address was. Not a good thing for a so called blog writer. I knew I had to face my blog head on and not only look up my website but write something. ;-)

So Erika, Thank you for the sweet and needed encouragement to actually get my "blog" on. You are in my prayers these next months as you transition to from one to two. Give yourself tons of grace, enjoy watching movies with Nolan as you nurse Nielson for what seems like hours, sleep when they sleep, remember you are not alone and above all enjoy! You are a phenomenal mom, married to a great and supportive hubby, with all the resources (physical, emotional, spiritual and heaven sent) that you need! I can not wait to meet your new little man! Blessings on you! I love you my dear friend!

*As for us Rhodens, we are doing great! After my trip to visit Andi, Michael and my ah-may-zing niece, Riley (blog about that to follow) we are ready to stay put for a while and are excited for the holidays and all the fun that brings! We are so thankful for all that God is doing and love this time in our lives. Kellen and Austin continue to bring so much joy. I swear, if we could bottle up Austin's "cuteness" we could be rich. Kellen, almost daily, asks when he can ride the school bus to school, I tell him when he is a little taller (how do you explain a year to kids) and I still don't have the heart to tell him that he won't ride the bus to school, ever. :-) Ok, that is a little extreme, but this mama is having a hard time imagining him at school, let alone on a bus. Oh Jesus, help me.