World Prematurity Day

World Prematurity Day

This poster was up in every exam room at my ob’s office when I was pregnant with Madeline. I would stare at it every visit while waiting for the doctor. When Madeline was born unexpectedly at 35 weeks, this is the image that haunted me. As grateful as I was for our little 3 lb 6 oz miracle, I was also terrified at how her prematurity and size would affect her long term. We pray every day with Madeline, thanking…

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Week 6: Oh the Packing!

Week 6: Oh the Packing!

We got back to Tulsa this week (made the 8 hour trip in one day!) to pack up our rental house and move everything into storage. To say life is a little messy right now would be an understatement.  Besides spending the days sorting through everything we own, we have taken some time to enjoy Tulsa before we leave.  We have always loved our neighborhood. Scott and I actually lived here before we traveled full time last time and have…

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Week 5: The Waiting Game

Week 5: The Waiting Game

Have you ever waited for a house to dry out in a humid climate? It is kind of like waiting for a huge pot of water to boil, only way worse. The cruel joke of having hurricanes hit in humid areas is it takes FOREVER for the homes to dry after they have been gutted and sprayed for mold. That is kind of where we are at this week, in a holding pattern just waiting. Scott has done a lot…

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Week 4: Starting to Feel Like Home

Week 4: Starting to Feel Like Home

When I think of home, all different kinds of images come to mind- places I have lived, people I love, things that make me feel comfortable. But mostly home is that place where I can exhale and feel like no matter what happens, I am safe here. I am home. This week the camper has started to feel more and more like our home. We have gotten into a good little routine (most days at least). Except for our laundry…

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Week 3: The Honeymoon is Over

Week 3: The Honeymoon is Over

I feel like if there was a theme to our third week of traveling fulltime it would be “real life has begun.” I remember when Scott and I first got married, there was a point where I realized that this was the rest of my life. It wasn’t a negative realization; just more of a slap across my head that I was going to spend the rest of my life making decisions with another person. We were going to decide…

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