"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of the your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault and it will be given to you. But when you ask you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. Those who doubt should not think they will receive anything from the Lord; they are double-minded and unstable in all they do. Believers in humble circumstances outght to take pride in their high position. But the rich should take pride in their humiliation - since they will pass away like a wild flower. For the sun rises with schorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business. Blessed are those who persevere under trial, because when they have stood the test, they will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him"
James 1: 2-12
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Thankful Tuesday
This is my attempt at being creative :) There are so many things in life I'm thankful for and that I take for granted, so this is to remind me of how blessed I am in life.
This Tuesday what am I thankful for? Maya. She was a dream come true as Brady got her for me as a suprise our first Christmas as a married couple. How sweet. Then we got to know her and she has quite the strong willed personality, but she is starting to mellow out and I just love her. She kept me good company when I was off of work for 2 + weeks and we had some good bonding time! Am I crazy for loving our dog like a child? Debatable, but probably yes. Do I care and will I stop? No! We have been enjoying long afternoon walks in this beautiful spring weather. She is a complete goof and keeps me laughing.
"Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus"
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
Monday, March 29, 2010
Serenity
God is good. I'm thankful I'm sitting here and it's Monday. I never thought I would wish for a Monday to come but I did. I worked this past weekend doing three 12 hour shifts in a row so Monday was a welcoming thought. I used to despise working weekends, but I've had this revelation that it's not so bad. I think it's taught me to live in the moment and enjoy my weekends/days off even more. Honestly it felt good to work this weekend after being off work for 2 + weeks. I'm glad I physically and emotionally feel up to working. That's progress. I'm healing. Praise God. I'm still amazed at how many people were touched by my story and continue to be touched. God works in mysterious ways.
Florida has been on my mind a lot lately. Brady & I have planned a much needed trip down there the end of April with Wade & Alissa. White sand. Hot sun. Fruity drink. Good book. Heaven. We will be staying at the Sunset Vistas Beachfront Suites. I love the sound of that.
April 15 has also been on my mind a lot lately. Some of you may wonder what the significance of April 15 is and I will tell you. It's the end of tax season. Hooray! It means my husband will no longer be working endless hours 6 days a week. It means he will soon have every Friday off. I'm so proud of him. Working full time, attending USF for masters degree, studying for the four part CPA exam (one down, three to go!) and he still manages to be the best husband to me. I seriously think I have the best man out there. He never ceases to amaze me. I am so in love with him.
During devotions this morning God lead me to Lamentations 3. If you get a chance, read it. It's a beautiful passage about affliction but knowing that as Christians we have hope. How beautiful.
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfullness." Lamentations 3: 22-23
Happy Monday:)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Praise God
I am humbled. So humbled. I am amazed God would choose to work through me...simple me. When I wrote about my experience with loosing my first child I thought to myself - okay God I will share this and share your faithfullness and I prayed that it would touch even just one person because then it would be worth sharing. Touch one person - I didn't know the plans God had for all of this. I do know it's touched more than one person and I simply praise God for that. I prayed long and hard and debated whether or not to share this but I am so glad I did.
So many of you writing me say that the story brought tears to your eyes. That is so incredibly touching to me. How meaningful that you cried alongside of me during this loss. I'm realizing that God had big plans for our little peanut, I'm realizing that by looking around. So many of you simply read the blog and that touches me as well. That you would take the time to read about my journey (and it wasn't short).
I hope you all continue to share this with those you know - I hope it touches many more people and helps them to see God's faithfullness and just how great of a God we do serve. So please continue to share my story.
Today I felt joy in my heart. I haven't felt true joy in my heart since February 14,2010. I felt the kind of joy that makes you want to get out of bed in the morning and face the day. I think I felt this joy again because of the outpouring of love, support, prayers, and everything else that's been given to me since sharing this. I felt joy because God is great and His plan is perfect. God has used me to reach others and that puts joy in my heart.
I just want to say thank you to everyone from the bottom of my heart. You will never fully understand what you have done for me and how you've helped me.
All my love,
Tina
"The Lord's love never ends. His mercies never stop. They are new every morning" Lamentations 3:22-23
"Come to me all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart and you will find rest for your soul. For my yoke is easy and my burnden is light" Matthew 11:28-30
So many of you writing me say that the story brought tears to your eyes. That is so incredibly touching to me. How meaningful that you cried alongside of me during this loss. I'm realizing that God had big plans for our little peanut, I'm realizing that by looking around. So many of you simply read the blog and that touches me as well. That you would take the time to read about my journey (and it wasn't short).
I hope you all continue to share this with those you know - I hope it touches many more people and helps them to see God's faithfullness and just how great of a God we do serve. So please continue to share my story.
Today I felt joy in my heart. I haven't felt true joy in my heart since February 14,2010. I felt the kind of joy that makes you want to get out of bed in the morning and face the day. I think I felt this joy again because of the outpouring of love, support, prayers, and everything else that's been given to me since sharing this. I felt joy because God is great and His plan is perfect. God has used me to reach others and that puts joy in my heart.
I just want to say thank you to everyone from the bottom of my heart. You will never fully understand what you have done for me and how you've helped me.
All my love,
Tina
"The Lord's love never ends. His mercies never stop. They are new every morning" Lamentations 3:22-23
"Come to me all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart and you will find rest for your soul. For my yoke is easy and my burnden is light" Matthew 11:28-30
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I love you so much, my precious baby.
This is so hard. Harder than I could have ever imagined. I've never walked through a more difficult valley in my life. I am ready to share the story of what happened. It's taken me some time to get here. I don't know exactly what I'm going to write, I just feel God nudging me to write. I feel Him saying to me, share, share with others how I have remained faithful to you even in the valley of the shadow of death. And I'm going to share just that.
February 15, 2010. The hardest day of my life. I went to our "normal/routine" 12 week OB appointment in Orange City. I looked so cute with my newly forming baby bump, I felt so beautiful thinking our little one was growing inside of me. I wore my new green maternity top that accented my new bump. Those feelings quickly changed. After a failed attempt of trying to find the heartbeat with a doppler, we were sent to an ultrasound in the clinic. At first the mood was calm but as the ultrasound continued I could see the Dr looking intently at the screen and I knew. They wouldn't tell me for certain at that point as I needed to have a complete ultrasound in the radiology department. My worst fears were confirmed in that little room. "Tina, unfortunately there is no heartbeat" You're baby looks perfect other than that. Brady was with me, he is such an amazing husband. He wouldn't have missed any of my appointments no matter what. He was so stinkin excited. What a man. We cried together in that little room. We cried and pleaded with God. Why? What are you doing God? Why us? Why our precious baby? The answers didn't come. The answers will probably never come on this side of heaven.
I was instructed to go home and see if my body would "pass" the "tissue" on it's own. I waited and nothing happened. I didn't figure anything would happen. I had no signs that anything was wrong in the first place.
We had to tell the shattering news to everyone. I never realized just how excited everyone actually was for us. Shattered dreams for our parents who felt so ready to be "Grandpa & Grandma". Shattered dreams for all of our siblings that were ready to be "aunt & uncle". Our baby was so loved already.
February 18, 2010. Back to the Dr. office. I was prescribed oral cytotec to try to induce a miscarriage since my body was not doing anything on it's own. I had some mild bleeding for 3 hrs.
February 19, 2010. Back to the Dr. office. They drew my hcg levels which had decreased quite a bit so it was thought that I was probably starting to miscarry. I called the clinic that Saturday and the next Monday to inform them I didn't feel like everything had passed but they instructed me to "wait and don't worry". So I tried to do that best I could. They instructed me that I would need to have my hcg levels drawn in 2 weeks and they should be at a non pregnant state at that time which is zero.
March 5, 2010. The longest 2 weeks of my life finally passed and my hcg levels were drawn. The expected result was zero. The desired result was zero. My actual result - 832.
March 8, 2010. The clinic calls me to report my level is still 832. A pelvic ultrasound is ordered and scheduled for 1pm. A Dr. appointment is scheduled for 2pm. The pelvic ultrasound shows the whole gestational sac remains intact and our precious baby's body was still inside. It was hard to see again. I could make out the head, the little arm buds, leg buds, and umbilical cord. Looked like the most beautiful little baby. I reminded myself that this was just my babies body, and our precious baby's soul was already in heaven with Jesus. We went over to the Dr. appointment and discussed options. We all decided that the plan of action would be to try vaginal cytotec at an increased dose and if it didn't work, a d & c would be scheduled for Thursday March 11. I was in agreement with this plan. I honestly didn't think the cytotec would work since it hadn't worked last time. I was instructed to go to the ER if the pain got too bad or if the bleeding was too much.
Brady and I got back home from the Dr. office about 3pm. I started bleeding some around 4pm. By the time 6pm hit I was bleeding profusely. I will spare the gory details. Brady reminds me that as a nurse I have lost some "tact" when it comes to what is appropriate to share. I will try to keep that in mind :) I didn't really think much of bleeding so heavy, they told me "you will bleed very heavily with a miscarriage" so I thought, finally something is working correctly. Little did I know. When 9pm hit and the bleeding hadn't let up, I called the ER to see if I needed to come in. They told me that I needed to come in immediately. The ER nurse said that there was possibly some tissue stuck in my cervix and my body was trying to "flush" it out with blood. Brady drove me to the ER. He sped. He never speeds. I think he and I both knew we needed to get there now. I sat on a towel on the way to the ER which was soaked during the 15 minute drive to Orange City. That will explain how much I was bleeding. I remember walking into the ER with Brady and sitting down and having my vitals taken. My pulse was 135 - sign of hemorrhage. Then everything got very black and quiet. The rest has been told to me since I only remember bits and pieces of it. They started 2 IV's and ran fluid with Pitocin wide open. They also treated me with Methergine to stop the bleeding. The Dr. manually removed the tissue that was stuck. Brady told me that I appeared to be in so much pain. I don't remember it hurting. I just remember hearing my best friends voice saying "you can do this honey, you're doing good, hang in there, i love you" The surgery team was called in as they were possibly going to send me for a d & c if the bleeding didn't slow down. As surgery was called, the bleeding started to slow. Thank God. They had also debated treating me with a blood tranfusion but the type and crossmatch came back saying I had antigens in my system since I had received rhogam earlier in the pregnacy. As they were figuring all of this out the bleeding started to slow and it was decided to hold with the blood transfusion. My hemaglobin had started really high which was a blessing, it dropped quite significantly but thank God I started high. I remember asking the Dr and nurses if it was a good thing I came in (my brain was a little low on blood during that question) and they informed me that if I hadn't come in when I did I would have passed out at home, continued to hemorrhage, and could have potentially died. I had seriously debated just going to bed, I thought everything will be fine, I don't want to be one of those people that goes to the ER for a "stupid reason that's not truly an emergency". Thank God I went in. Thank God.
They ended up keeping me overnight for close monitoring and treatment with fluids and medications to stop the bleeding. I didn't sleep at all. I couldn't. I was too scared I might die. Instead of sleeping I watched my husband who was semi asleep on this tiny little hospital "cot". I stared at him and fell more in love. He has been by my side through everything. I watched him asleep and felt like the absolute luckiest woman alive. He loves me unconditionally. He cares more deeply about me than anyone I know. I thought of how I would miss him if the outcome of this night was different. I thanked God for him many times that night.
We stayed longer than expected because I had questionable "water intoxication" from all the fluids I received in a short amount of time. The symptoms that went a long with that was a massive headache, blurry vision, dizziness, nausea and vomiting, and looking like a balloon. Literally, my face looked like a balloon. So did my hands. We just got my wedding ring off in time. They did an ultrasound at 10:40am and it showed an empty uterus. I think an ultrasound of my heart would have showed the same thing. I started to feel somewhat better that afternoon as I got rid of the fluid and we were discharged to home around 6pm.
I was off work for 2 weeks to regain my strength back. It's amazing how wiped out I felt all the time from loosing that much blood. Taking a shower felt like running a marathon.
March 24, 2010. I'm still taking it day by day. Physically I'm feeling better. The emotional battle continues as I've been through a lot. I do praise God for sparing my life. I know His plan is right and perfect even when I cannot understand it. I went through this for a reason. I will praise God always. I praise Him in the good times and I praise Him in the "valley of the shadow of death". I have hope I will meet my baby someday. It really is beautiful that my baby will never know any pain. My baby only knew the warmth and love of my womb to be taken by angels to heaven to live in glory with Jesus. That's beautiful and that's what is keeping me going. On days when I'd rather not wake up and face life, I do because of that beautiful promise that heaven is for us and our children. Praise God.
I have never felt more loved in my life. People really do care. It's amazing to feel so loved. Families are a blessing. There have been so many prayers offered. Cards, meals brought, flowers, visits, help with housework, what a blessing. Another blessing is having a sister in law who is also walking this hard journey with me as she lost her baby in November. God is great and He has given me sufficient grace for the day.
I miss you so much my child, my heart aches. I love you more than anything. I bet heaven is great isn't it little one, everything's perfect and there are angles all around. I bet you love to run and play on the streets of gold. I bet you're beautiful. Mommy wishes she could have just held you once and kissed your face. Just once is all I'm asking. I will see you someday my precious baby, until then know that I love you and I will always be thinking of you.
February 15, 2010. The hardest day of my life. I went to our "normal/routine" 12 week OB appointment in Orange City. I looked so cute with my newly forming baby bump, I felt so beautiful thinking our little one was growing inside of me. I wore my new green maternity top that accented my new bump. Those feelings quickly changed. After a failed attempt of trying to find the heartbeat with a doppler, we were sent to an ultrasound in the clinic. At first the mood was calm but as the ultrasound continued I could see the Dr looking intently at the screen and I knew. They wouldn't tell me for certain at that point as I needed to have a complete ultrasound in the radiology department. My worst fears were confirmed in that little room. "Tina, unfortunately there is no heartbeat" You're baby looks perfect other than that. Brady was with me, he is such an amazing husband. He wouldn't have missed any of my appointments no matter what. He was so stinkin excited. What a man. We cried together in that little room. We cried and pleaded with God. Why? What are you doing God? Why us? Why our precious baby? The answers didn't come. The answers will probably never come on this side of heaven.
I was instructed to go home and see if my body would "pass" the "tissue" on it's own. I waited and nothing happened. I didn't figure anything would happen. I had no signs that anything was wrong in the first place.
We had to tell the shattering news to everyone. I never realized just how excited everyone actually was for us. Shattered dreams for our parents who felt so ready to be "Grandpa & Grandma". Shattered dreams for all of our siblings that were ready to be "aunt & uncle". Our baby was so loved already.
February 18, 2010. Back to the Dr. office. I was prescribed oral cytotec to try to induce a miscarriage since my body was not doing anything on it's own. I had some mild bleeding for 3 hrs.
February 19, 2010. Back to the Dr. office. They drew my hcg levels which had decreased quite a bit so it was thought that I was probably starting to miscarry. I called the clinic that Saturday and the next Monday to inform them I didn't feel like everything had passed but they instructed me to "wait and don't worry". So I tried to do that best I could. They instructed me that I would need to have my hcg levels drawn in 2 weeks and they should be at a non pregnant state at that time which is zero.
March 5, 2010. The longest 2 weeks of my life finally passed and my hcg levels were drawn. The expected result was zero. The desired result was zero. My actual result - 832.
March 8, 2010. The clinic calls me to report my level is still 832. A pelvic ultrasound is ordered and scheduled for 1pm. A Dr. appointment is scheduled for 2pm. The pelvic ultrasound shows the whole gestational sac remains intact and our precious baby's body was still inside. It was hard to see again. I could make out the head, the little arm buds, leg buds, and umbilical cord. Looked like the most beautiful little baby. I reminded myself that this was just my babies body, and our precious baby's soul was already in heaven with Jesus. We went over to the Dr. appointment and discussed options. We all decided that the plan of action would be to try vaginal cytotec at an increased dose and if it didn't work, a d & c would be scheduled for Thursday March 11. I was in agreement with this plan. I honestly didn't think the cytotec would work since it hadn't worked last time. I was instructed to go to the ER if the pain got too bad or if the bleeding was too much.
Brady and I got back home from the Dr. office about 3pm. I started bleeding some around 4pm. By the time 6pm hit I was bleeding profusely. I will spare the gory details. Brady reminds me that as a nurse I have lost some "tact" when it comes to what is appropriate to share. I will try to keep that in mind :) I didn't really think much of bleeding so heavy, they told me "you will bleed very heavily with a miscarriage" so I thought, finally something is working correctly. Little did I know. When 9pm hit and the bleeding hadn't let up, I called the ER to see if I needed to come in. They told me that I needed to come in immediately. The ER nurse said that there was possibly some tissue stuck in my cervix and my body was trying to "flush" it out with blood. Brady drove me to the ER. He sped. He never speeds. I think he and I both knew we needed to get there now. I sat on a towel on the way to the ER which was soaked during the 15 minute drive to Orange City. That will explain how much I was bleeding. I remember walking into the ER with Brady and sitting down and having my vitals taken. My pulse was 135 - sign of hemorrhage. Then everything got very black and quiet. The rest has been told to me since I only remember bits and pieces of it. They started 2 IV's and ran fluid with Pitocin wide open. They also treated me with Methergine to stop the bleeding. The Dr. manually removed the tissue that was stuck. Brady told me that I appeared to be in so much pain. I don't remember it hurting. I just remember hearing my best friends voice saying "you can do this honey, you're doing good, hang in there, i love you" The surgery team was called in as they were possibly going to send me for a d & c if the bleeding didn't slow down. As surgery was called, the bleeding started to slow. Thank God. They had also debated treating me with a blood tranfusion but the type and crossmatch came back saying I had antigens in my system since I had received rhogam earlier in the pregnacy. As they were figuring all of this out the bleeding started to slow and it was decided to hold with the blood transfusion. My hemaglobin had started really high which was a blessing, it dropped quite significantly but thank God I started high. I remember asking the Dr and nurses if it was a good thing I came in (my brain was a little low on blood during that question) and they informed me that if I hadn't come in when I did I would have passed out at home, continued to hemorrhage, and could have potentially died. I had seriously debated just going to bed, I thought everything will be fine, I don't want to be one of those people that goes to the ER for a "stupid reason that's not truly an emergency". Thank God I went in. Thank God.
They ended up keeping me overnight for close monitoring and treatment with fluids and medications to stop the bleeding. I didn't sleep at all. I couldn't. I was too scared I might die. Instead of sleeping I watched my husband who was semi asleep on this tiny little hospital "cot". I stared at him and fell more in love. He has been by my side through everything. I watched him asleep and felt like the absolute luckiest woman alive. He loves me unconditionally. He cares more deeply about me than anyone I know. I thought of how I would miss him if the outcome of this night was different. I thanked God for him many times that night.
We stayed longer than expected because I had questionable "water intoxication" from all the fluids I received in a short amount of time. The symptoms that went a long with that was a massive headache, blurry vision, dizziness, nausea and vomiting, and looking like a balloon. Literally, my face looked like a balloon. So did my hands. We just got my wedding ring off in time. They did an ultrasound at 10:40am and it showed an empty uterus. I think an ultrasound of my heart would have showed the same thing. I started to feel somewhat better that afternoon as I got rid of the fluid and we were discharged to home around 6pm.
I was off work for 2 weeks to regain my strength back. It's amazing how wiped out I felt all the time from loosing that much blood. Taking a shower felt like running a marathon.
March 24, 2010. I'm still taking it day by day. Physically I'm feeling better. The emotional battle continues as I've been through a lot. I do praise God for sparing my life. I know His plan is right and perfect even when I cannot understand it. I went through this for a reason. I will praise God always. I praise Him in the good times and I praise Him in the "valley of the shadow of death". I have hope I will meet my baby someday. It really is beautiful that my baby will never know any pain. My baby only knew the warmth and love of my womb to be taken by angels to heaven to live in glory with Jesus. That's beautiful and that's what is keeping me going. On days when I'd rather not wake up and face life, I do because of that beautiful promise that heaven is for us and our children. Praise God.
I have never felt more loved in my life. People really do care. It's amazing to feel so loved. Families are a blessing. There have been so many prayers offered. Cards, meals brought, flowers, visits, help with housework, what a blessing. Another blessing is having a sister in law who is also walking this hard journey with me as she lost her baby in November. God is great and He has given me sufficient grace for the day.
I miss you so much my child, my heart aches. I love you more than anything. I bet heaven is great isn't it little one, everything's perfect and there are angles all around. I bet you love to run and play on the streets of gold. I bet you're beautiful. Mommy wishes she could have just held you once and kissed your face. Just once is all I'm asking. I will see you someday my precious baby, until then know that I love you and I will always be thinking of you.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Spring
It's official. Spring is here and my heart has butterflies. My favorite time of the year. I remember as a child going on walks with my Mom during spring time. Sometimes I couldn't keep up with her pace so I would sit along side the gravel road and throw skipping stones into a little stream, oh to go back to the simpler days of life.The sun is shining outside today and it's shining in my heart as well. I'm learning to live in the moment because there are no guarantees in life. I'm learning this from the twists and turns my life has recently been on. But that's for another post. My sister suprised me with a bouquet of tulips and it looks beautiful on my table. I think the tulips know it's spring as well, they bloomed last night. I hope this post finds everyone in a happy, "springy" mood as well. Enjoy life - it's beautiful.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Waiting
Something Beautiful
By - Needtobreathe
In your ocean, I'm ankle deep
I feel the waves crashing on my feet
It's like I know where I need to be
But I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out
Just how much air I will need to breathe
When your tide rushes over me
There's only one way to figure out
Will you let me drown, will you let me drown?
Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees
I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
And the water is rising quick
And for years I was scared of it
We can't be sure when it will subside
So I won't leave your side, no I can't leave your side
Hey now this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me I know I that I'm in reach
Cause I am down on my knees
Waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
In a daydream I couldn't live like this
I wouldn't stop until I found something beautiful
When I wake up I know I will have
No, I still won't have what I need
Hey now this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me I know that I am in reach
Cause I am down on my knees
I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
By - Needtobreathe
In your ocean, I'm ankle deep
I feel the waves crashing on my feet
It's like I know where I need to be
But I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out
Just how much air I will need to breathe
When your tide rushes over me
There's only one way to figure out
Will you let me drown, will you let me drown?
Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees
I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
And the water is rising quick
And for years I was scared of it
We can't be sure when it will subside
So I won't leave your side, no I can't leave your side
Hey now this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me I know I that I'm in reach
Cause I am down on my knees
Waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
In a daydream I couldn't live like this
I wouldn't stop until I found something beautiful
When I wake up I know I will have
No, I still won't have what I need
Hey now this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me I know that I am in reach
Cause I am down on my knees
I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Stamp Camp
Last evening my Mom, Sister, and I enjoyed a night out at a Stamp Camp put on by Melissa P. For those of you who don't know, it's called Stampin' Up and we make homemade cards. Melissa had so many fun and new ideas that we got to use and these are some of the cards we made. I enjoyed my night so much last night that it made me go downstairs to dig out all of the card stuff I have at home but had put in a box and have barely used. My Mom is the person who got me started on all of this and her "at home" collection of supplies is way bigger than mine, however I hope catch up with her someday :)
I have realized in the past couple of weeks just how thoughtful and touching a card can be. I want to give that feeling to others as I have been blessed by receiving that feeling the past couple weeks following the loss of our baby. Enjoy the cards.
This "Thinking of You"card used a watercolor wand which was a new technique that was really neat.
This "Thinking of You"card used a watercolor wand which was a new technique that was really neat.
The Happy Birthday whale card is probably my favorite, it is complete with "water" (hair gel) in front of the whale, how fun for a child birthday.
I love the color scheme on this "Let's Celebrate" card, it is complete with glitter and all.
This "Thank You" card used a large stamp which we embossed to give it that rich textured look.
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