It's a Marathon, not a Sprint!

So, here we are in the final week before the wedding. Also known as "the week of hell" according to Jim. I always love Jim's little nicknames for stressful events, he's so, oh how shall I say this....MARINE! So, yes, here we are in the week of hell, running all over the place for last minute things for the wedding. The stressers of meeting the new inlaws and hoping everything associated with this wedding turns out just as planned without anything going wrong. So, for future reference I am here and now demanding that Murphy stays far, far away from us on Saturday!!!!

I wonder if other Mother of the Brides feel the pressure and stress of their daughters wedding day, or if it's just the lovely honor that's been bestowed upon my shoulders since I'm the planner etc... (we wont go into that since I've already blogged my feelings on that one) What's really funny is I seem to be more stressed than the Bride...now, what's wrong with this picture?

Today is the day that really starts the whole event, my stepson flys in this morning, then Charity's best friend and Maid of Honor flys in tonight. We have tuxes to get for the boys, hair to figure out for the girls, family from all over coming in and of course then the day to day duties I have just as a Mom. If I make it through this event sane and without killing someone I'll be doing wonderfully and will consider it all a success!

You know, what's really funny is I havent even let the fact my baby is getting married get to me yet. I'm wondering if it will only hit me as I watch her walk down the aisle looking gorgeous on her Dad's arm, or will it be when she says those words "I do" to her future husband, or will it only hit me after everything is over and I realize she's really grown up, leaving us to start her own life and family.

With all that aside, I'm just trying to take this one minute at a time, one day at a time, that's pretty much all I can do. I've also made a mental note to myself....remember....it's a marathon, not a sprint!

God Is Good...

I am often amazed at how many blessings God has given me in this life of mine. I am too often reminded that I dont thank him enough for these blessings. One of my New Years resolutions is to be more thankful to him for the things in my life I hold so dear, to draw closer to him and remember with him all things are possible.

This thought process is what brings me to the most recent blessing. The blessing of a Grandbaby (yes, I'm far too young to have a grandchild) who will be making his arrival this spring. Today I got to see first hand one of God's many miracles in full view, and in real time. A 4D ultrasound of "baby August" (as the boys so affectionately call him) I saw his precious little face, his sweet little smile and his huge little feet ( yes, this child is gonna have some huge feet, just like his Mama) it was all so amazing. All I could think about was how amazing God's work really is.

All things happen for a reason, and this is something I've seen through out life constantly, and this little soul is here for a reason too. I cant wait to see his little face as I hold him in my arms. To see my daughter experience the wonderful moments of motherhood (although we know they are not always wonderful ) and to be able to say "that's my Grandbaby" with as much pride as I had when his Mother was a babe.

I am thankful to God for all the blessings in my life and I will hold those whom I love close in my heart. I am thankful to be "baby Augusts" Nana!