Sharing what’s on my heart for our coffee date

Hey friends. I was supposed to have my vlog done and up for today, but between getting sick yesterday and the boys not wanting to listen at bedtime, I’m hoping to have it finished and up tomorrow! So, in the meantime, if you have any questions you want me to answer… ask away and I’ll answer them in tomorrow’s vlog! Now, on to our coffee date.

If we were meeting for coffee…

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Sharing what's on my heart for our coffee date

I would probably talk about the pregnancy. We had a doctor’s appointment on Wednesday where we were supposed to listen to their heartbeats, but baby A was being stubborn and kept moving every time she put the doppler on it so, we got an unexpected sonogram. We loved getting to see the babies and their heartbeats were perfect. They are growing right on target and look so great. Baby B even decided to wave at us. Baby A was pretty much just relaxed and wanted nothing to do with being on screen. Lol. I would tell you that I’ve started feeling a little bit of movement. It’s not all the time and I can’t feel them really good, but every once in awhile, I’ll be laying in just the right position and I can feel them moving around. It’s such a beautiful feeling and I can’t wait until I can feel them move everyday.

If we were meeting for coffee…

I would tell you that I’ve been thinking about what life is going to be like with twins. For the most part I am really excited for what our future is going to be like with our two boys and the twins, but I also have a couple of moments where I freak out. I mean, how can you not freak out when you already have two kids with twins on the way? Knowing that they are probably going to be hungry at the same time, crying at the same time, etc. and having to take care of both of them at the same time and take care of the boys. Thankfully the boys are at a really helpful age, but they still need their momma. I know for awhile I am going to be beyond sleep deprived, beyond tired, and my heart is going to be beyond filled with love. I know it’s going to be chaotic at first, especially until we get into a routine, but I’m trying to remind myself to embrace the chaos that is to come.

If we were meeting for coffee…

I would tell you that when we first found out I was pregnant and my mom started joking around about me having twins, I was completely against it. The thought of twins terrified me. It still kinda freaks me out a bit, but from the moment I saw both of them on that monitor, I wanted them bad. I loved them instantly and I couldn’t imagine not being pregnant with twins now. I would tell you that my morning sickness is finally started to go away. I still get sick once or twice a week, but that’s much better than multiple times a day so I’ll take it. I would tell you, watching my belly start to grow is truly beautiful to me. There is nothing in this world like being pregnant and knowing a life, or in my case, lives are growing inside of you. Watching your stomach take on the shape it needs to, to make room for the growing babies, is truly amazing. I have a feeling I’m going to get huge, but for now, it’s just a little bump and I’ve only gained a pound.

If we were meeting for coffee…

I would tell you that I finally had to buy maternity clothes because my regular clothes no longer fit. I really, really dislike maternity bottoms so I haven’t bought any and I probably won’t, but I did find a couple of really cute maternity tops that I think are going to last me awhile.

If we were meeting for coffee…

I would ask you… How are you? How’s life? How’s your family? Now that I’ve shared with you what’s on my heart, share with me what’s on yours.

I’m linking up with Casey for On My Heart.

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A little coffee date

Happy Friday friends. Who’s ready for the weekend?! I’m hoping it doesn’t rain this weekend that way we can spend it outside, playing in the water. :) I haven’t joined in for Coffee in a long time and I would love to just sit down and chat because we haven’t just chatted in awhile. Amirite? ;) So, grab a cup of coffee, a glass of tea, or some wine and lets get to it.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // A little coffee date

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you that my house is a bit of a disaster right now. This stupid weather we’ve been having is hard on my back and it makes it to where I can do next to nothing and since it’s been raining/storming for way too many days now, I’ve barely gotten anything done. I have a mountain of laundry to wash, dry, and put away. Dishes are in the sink from yesterday, my floor needs a good vacuuming, and everything just needs to be picked up and put where it belongs. I plan on getting most of that done today. Have you ever just gotten so busy or things have happened where you can’t maintain your house and then you look at your house like, what in the world happened in here?! That’s how I’m feeling right about now! Who wants to come help me with laundry? ;)

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you I had a bit of a scare on Wednesday. I woke up on Wednesday morning with a really strange feeling. I climbed out of bed, went pee, and when I wiped there was some blood on the toilet paper. Not alot, but enough to make me panic and panic is what I did. I called my doctor and I was assured that it was normal as long as the spotting didn’t get worse or I didn’t start cramping. My husband held me as I cried and I muttered, “I don’t want to lose my babies.” Thankfully it never got worse and the spotting finally stopped about four pm, but that seemed like the longest day of my life. I never dealt with that with either of the boys and I know quite a few family members and friends who have miscarried and it just shook me up really bad. I am so beyond thankful that didn’t happen. Did you spot when you pregnant?

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you that I am beyond looking forward to 4th of July weekend. Hubby has four days off and not only are we going on a date that weekend for the first time in forever, we will be watching fireworks on the river this year and I am beyond stoked. We are also going shopping because I am need of clothes since everything is starting to get tight on me. I don’t really care for maternity pants, but I love maternity tops… any shops you recommend that sell cute maternity tops? Or any favorite store for maternity tops? It’s been so long since I’ve had to shop for maternity clothes that I don’t know what place has what anymore.

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you I miss caffeine something fierce and if you are drinking coffee, drink one for me. I’ve cut back a ton on my soda intake, I used to drink soda like crazy and now I have maybe once a day, otherwise I’m drinking water or my new favorite crystal light flavored water. What’s your favorite non caffeine drink? I would also tell you that this stage in pregnancy has never been my favorite. I’m at the “fat” stage. You can’t really tell if I might be pregnant or if I’m just gaining weight and when I sit down there isn’t a cute little bump, there is a nice roll of chunk. It’s annoying! I can’t wait to get to the actual bump stage.

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you my boys have been driving me CRAZY on the days we are stuck inside. Especially Kage, he has been whining and throwing fits like crazy. We are in the full swing of freighting fours and I’m about to lose my mind. I think it’s just my patience has gone down, pregnancy tends to do that to me, but I can’t take whining for no reason and I’m running out of options on what to do about it. Soooo… on that note, HELP! ;)

If we were meeting for coffee… I would tell you I miss having friends and I have a whole post about this topic coming soon. I would tell you I am chopping my hair off today and I am excited and nervous about it. I don’t have the energy to straighten my hair right now, it’s summer, and I normally just throw it up in a pony tail. I miss wearing it down, therefore, I’m cutting it short so it’s easier to deal with. Have you ever drastically cut your locks off? Did you wind up loving it or hating it?

If we were meeting for coffee… I would ask you, How are you? How’s the family? How is your summer going? Do you have any fun plans this summer or anything exciting coming up? It’s our first coffee date in awhile so… chat away in the comments! :)

Thanks for joining me for coffee! 

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How do you have hope without having too much?

If we were meeting for Coffee, I would ask you to meet me at Starbucks.. I would practically beg you. After the night I had, I would need to get out of the house, get some fresh air. It’s beautiful here in Texas, it’s supposed to be beautiful until the afternoon so I would suggest we take our coffee’s out on the Starbucks porch instead of sitting inside. After we settled in and got through the basic how are yous & how is life questions, I would tell you that I really need to talk. I would apologize in advance, I would even promise you a second cup of coffee that way you could get anything you wanted off your chest, but the plea in my eye would be real and I would hope you would nod your head and ask me what was wrong. Because this time I wouldn’t say it’s nothing or I’m fine. I wouldn’t brush it off with a careless wave of my hand, I would take a deep breath, let it out and tell you..

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How do you have hope without having too much?

Last night my sister got out of jail. {read the story here} I had no intention of talking to her last night, as a matter of fact, I had no intention of talking to her for quite some time. I would explain how on impulse I got this urge to call her with every intention of giving her a piece of my mind. I tried so hard to shake it off, to ignore it, but I couldn’t and finally I was asking for the number where she was and dialing before I could stop myself. I still had every intention of being this cold hard bitch and then she answered the phone. Her voice came through and after they “Hey.” We exchanged, I said “How was jail.” There was a beat of silence and then she was like.. “CASSIE?!!” a laugh escaped her, “Oh my god I didn’t recognize your voice for a second, I haven’t heard it in so long.” I felt my cold hard shell break. She sounded happy. Truly happy for the first time in I don’t even know how long to hear me on the other end of the phone and not only did she sound happy, she sounded different.

She was in jail for thirty days, she has been sober for thirty days and I could hear that soberness in here. I chocked back a sob. I would tell you that I couldn’t tell you the last time I had a conversation with her when she was sober. The last time she sounded so damn happy to be talking to me. The last time I was actually talking to my sister and not my sister on drugs. We chatted for a few, breezy light conversation. She told me about jail and I told her about the newest update with my back since she asked. Then came the hard part and I’m fighting back tears once again, she talks about how she’s been reading the bible. How she knows, now that she’s sober, how bad she fucked up. How stupid she feels. She told me about the outpatient rehab she is going to go to and how she wants her family back and how she know the change has to start with her. As much as I wanted to be all, “Oh my god, that’s amazing and so wonderful.” I couldn’t. I did however tell her that I was happy she was out of jail, that I’m glad she is finding God {thank you all for your prayers, please keep praying} and then I had to say it.

I paused, took a deep breath and just let it out, “I want you to know I’m glad you are wanting to go down the right patch. I’m happy you are sober and wanting to change for the better. I’m always only a phone call away, I’m your sister and I’m here, but it’s not going to be easy. You hurt me and I can’t just trust you again.”

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How do you have hope without having too much?

She understood, she agreed and she knew why I felt that way. I continued, “I hope you stay sober.” My voice hitched, “I hope you stay on this path.” My voice broke and the tears fell, “Because I just want my sister. That’s all I want. I don’t want to have to bury you.”By now she was in tears as well, telling me she didn’t want that life anymore, she wanted better and so on, “I was talking to a friend and she told me her brother went down a very similar path and they had to bury him.” My voice broke again and a fresh wave of tears rolled down my cheeks, “I don’t want that.” I barely got out. We dried our tears, had a little more conversation before we hung up. I immediately called my mom to tell her about the conversation and that resulted in even more tears. Worse than the tears before. My mom and I can always talk about anything, even if we get emotional or snappy with each other and I love that.

After those two conversations, I just feel defeated. I told myself I wasn’t going to be the fixer anymore and what did I do, I tried to be the fixer. The fixer is always the one that winds up in tears, it’s inevitable, whether they are happy tears or sad ones, it happens. I just, I want to believe she’s going to change. I want to believe she is going to do everything she says she’s going to do, but it’s so hard. It’s so hard to believe it, but I don’t want to just assume she is going to fail either because I don’t want her to fail. I desperately want her to make it, to have that good life that most people have. To never go down the path she did again and yet at the same time, I’m so scared to have too much hope because it will just crush me if it goes bad.

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would ask you what you would do? Do you have any advice for me? How does one stay strong is such a situation, how does one not have too much hope, but enough to let her know I believe in her? How do I just stop fucking crying every single time I think about it?

After I wiped my eyes and bought you another cup of coffee for listening to be cry, I would ask you how life is? How are your kids? {if you have any} Anything new and exciting going on? Anything you want to talk about? I’m all ears..

I’m linking up with Alissa for Coffee and Casey for on my heart.

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She needs a miracle

As I sit here and type, the hunger games is playing quietly on my TV, the house is almost completey dark and the rain is falling slowly from the sky. I just got back from having breakfast with my mom. When I walked Jay into school today, the rain drops were softly hitting us on the head, his little hand was in mine and he looked up at me.

A smile lit his face, “Mommy, I know a song about rain.”
I couldn’t help but smile back, wondering if it was the same one running through my head, “You do? Let’s hear it!”
“Rain, rain, go away.” He started.
“Come again another day.” I continued with him.

We kept singing until we hit the doors and it was such a sweet little memory on a gloomy day. Afterwards, I decided to grab some good ol McDonalds breakfast and head to my mom’s house. We ate and talked and the conversation was somewhat heavy and a lot is weighing on my heart as I write this. It’s hard for me to share this, I never wanted to have to write about this on my blog. I’m not even sure I will be able to hit publish, but I have to get it out. I have to let it go.

So please, grab a cup of coffee and join me as I tell you about losing someone who is still alive.

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My heart often aches for her. Not in the way that I feel sorry for her, but in a way that she still means something to me and it kills me to see this happening to her. For most of my life I thought I knew who she was and around the time I was nineteen, pregnant with my first baby, she showed up to my baby shower on drugs. She didn’t even care enough about this special moment in my life to show up sober, she didn’t care enough to be there for me. Once I figured out who she really was and what she was doing, I wanted to help her. I love her, of course I wanted to help her, how could I not? And so it began. The talks, the pleading and the promises to get better. The lies, the heartache and the tears that were shed. I don’t think I’ve ever hurt so much and cried so much because of one person.

As I sit here and write this I think of all that could have been. The memories we were supposed to make as we continued to grow up together. The memories our children could have made growing up together. The bond she was supposed to share with my children. The bond I was supposed to share with hers. I’ve watched her go down this path for so long. I’ve pleaded, yelled and talked to her. I tried to fix our family more times than I can count when she went on one of her destroying rages. I’ve begged her to get help, I’ve begged her to talk to me, to lean on me and to let me be there for her. I’ve let her cry as I listened and I’ve cried with her. For years, I’ve watched her destroy her life and everything in it.

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Now she’s finally spiraled out of control. I can’t count how many times I’ve tried to save her from herself. How many times I’ve told her to find God. How many tears I have shed from the pain that not only she has caused, but from the pain of watching her do this. From the pain of being utterly helpless. I’ve prayed and begged. My husband’s held me as I cried over this on more than one occasion. There was one day in particular, after the last time she had hurt me, hurt other people I love dearly. My husband sat on the couch and I was sitting on the floor. My legs were crossed, I was leaned forward, resting my head on my arms.

“I don’t know what to do anymore.” I admitted to him, “I’m supposed to be the fixer. I know God wants me to be because that’s what I’ve done for so long.” I paused, holding back tears before I went on, “I just don’t know if I have the strength to do it anymore.”
I’ll never forget what he said, “Cassie, honestly, how much can one person take? How many times can you keep doing this?”
I shook my head slowly, wanting so badly to deny that he was right and I couldn’t, “I can’t.” I whispered.
I saw the understanding in his eyes, “Then don’t.”

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It was in that moment that I decided this was no longer in my hands. I have tried everything in the book to help her and I have forgiven here countless times. I had to let her go. I had to lose someone I loved. I told my mom this morning, “I’m afraid we are really going to lose her. I don’t want to have to bury my sister.” A lump formed in my throat that I had to swallow.

If you have ever watched a loved one go down a destructive path, you understand the helplessness I’m feeling, that most of my family is feeling. What makes it even worse is she doesn’t even care. She doesn’t care how her life is turning out, she doesn’t care that she has burned every bridge, she doesn’t care that she has hurt all the people who were there for her and it kills me.

The only thing left to do is continue to pray for her and so, if we were meeting for coffee today, after I shared this story, I would ask. No, I would beg you to pray for her. Pray for a miracle to happen. She needs a miracle.

I’m linking up with Casey for on my heart & Alissa for coffee date.

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Coffee Date

Happy Friday friends. I am SO ready for the weekend. I would love to meet for coffee today. Life has been a little on the busy & chaotic side and a coffee date with a friend sounds so good right about now. I would tell you that I would probably be wearing one of the many pairs of colorful, super soft, warm socks I bought. We could bundle up and take our hot cup of coffee out back to chat and watch the sunrise. That’s one thing I like about getting up early during the week is that I’m actually up on time to see it and it constantly takes my breath away.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you about the last couple of weeks. I would tell you about how there are just some days my back pain is unbearable and I literally get nothing done and then there are other days that it’s okay and I try to get the kids outdoors and I try to get caught up on things around the house. I would tell you that I am so thankful for the friends and family who check up on me and just listen to me talk. I would tell you in eleven days, I’ll be going in for my injections and I can’t wait.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you how blessed I am to have two incredibly sweet and helpful boys. They may not always get along {what siblings do} and they may not always listen, but when I sit back and look at the days that have past, they are some pretty damn good kids. I would tell you that have become quite the little helpers and most days I don’t have to repeat myself more than once when I ask them to do something. I would tell you Jay is doing so well in school. We couldn’t be more proud of him. I look at Jay with wonder sometimes, how can this active, smart, sweet, understanding little boy be all mine? I am so thankful he is. I would tell you that Kage is slowly coming out of his terrible threes & that although he is almost four, he doesn’t pass up a chance to still cuddle with me. He loves to color and as I watch him, I see a little form of passion inside of him when he does and I can’t help but wonder if there is a little artists inside of him.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you that the next two weeks are going to be busy, but in a good way. My 25th birthday is next Friday and I plan on having the time of my life celebrating. Kage’s birthday is in two weeks and I can’t wait to have a birthday party for him. I am not one of those people who freaks out and stresses about parties. I enjoy making decorations, putting things together, getting everything setup and then just going with it. It’s his day and I refuse to ever let myself be stressed when their is a life to celebrate. I would tell you that I am looking forward to Thanksgiving too. I love Turkey and everything that comes with Thanksgiving. #bringonthegrub

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you I love my new camera and I am making plans and getting things lined up to start my biz. I would also tell you that I am almost done typing up all the edits on my book and that my heart thuds quite loudly when I think about it. I would tell you that working towards your dreams can be wonderful, hard, amazing and a wee bit scary, but it is oh so worth it. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t do what you dream of doing and for that matter, don’t let self doubt tell you that you can’t either.

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would ask, how are you? How is life going? How is your family? Are you looking forward to some delicious Thanksgiving food? Are there any dreams you are working towards? I would tell you to talk away because, I’m listening.

I’m linking up with Rags to Stitches for Coffee.

Coffee

It has been way too long since I have linked up with Alissa for Coffee. I figured today was a good day to go ahead and jump back in.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you that this week has gone by a lot faster than I thought it would. I would tell you that I am happy about that, because I very much look forward to our weekends. Remember how I shared my goals? Well, one of them was to have fun every weekend and we have been doing just that. Our weekends lately have been filled with tons of quality time, lots of laughter, cuddles, kisses, playing and even visits with family. It has been SO nice.
If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you Monday night after I cut the boy’s hair, I was getting them in the shower. Jay was all ready to get in and I walked out of the bathroom to get wipes for Kage. I was literally out of the bathroom before I heard a thud, a very brief pause and then Jay scream bloody murder, “mommmmyyyyy.” My heart stopped. He had slipped on a washcloth in the shower and busted his mouth on the edge. Yes, there was lots of blood and tears and a little bit of panic. Thankfully it didn’t knock a tooth loose and the bleeding didn’t last long. His lip is still swollen, but he’s alright. :)

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

I would tell you that I kept him home from school on Tuesday because he was complaining of it hurting and he was having a hard time eating anything that wasn’t soft. We spent the day watching movies, cuddling, playing video games and we did a ton of learning. It was actually a really good day. It’s a rare treat to have Jay home during the day so Kage and I were both happy he was home.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

The band aid and tape was because he wanted to eat and since it was hurting I tried to make it better, well it worked. After he ate he was calling it mustache and put this hat & sunglasses on and thought he was a bad ass. Which lets face it, he is. ;)
I would tell you that Kage has been super cuddly lately. Every time I turn around he wants me to lay down with him or he wants to sit with me. Even though he misses Jay during the day, I think he is loving the solo time he gets with just me. I should almost mention he’s going to be four at the end of November. How the hell did that happen?!

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would tell you I worked out on Wednesday and Thursday and I plan on working out today. I probably shouldn’t be working out and I’m not pushing myself too hard. It’s definitely hurting my back to work out, but after looking in the mirror at my body – I decided enough was enough. The weight I have gained since hurting my back has got to come off. I don’t like it. I don’t like what I see in the mirror. So, on top of light workouts, I plan on walking more and cutting wayyyy back on soda and sweets.
I would tell you that twice this week I grabbed fast food, but it was healthy! Subway for the win & the new Wendy’s sandwich for the win. That shiz is delicious by the way, I wound up getting the ranch one because I am not a honey mustard fan. That was also my first flat bread sandwich ever. I loved it.
  Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee

If we were meeting for coffee.. I would ask how are you? How’s life? The fam, etc? Chat with me in the comments below!



Coffee Date + On my heart

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

Hello friends. It’s Friday and I am thrilled. Having my husband home all weekend is always a blessing. If we were meeting for Coffee I would probably want to meet at Starbucks this week. I have been making sure I’m getting out of the house more often and a coffee date at Starbucks sounds perfect.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

If we were meeting for coffee I would tell you that I am SO hard on myself when it comes to how my body looks. I bought a gorgeous dress from Venus.com and I wanted to take pictures using my tripod. I was semi successful I guess you could say, but I only like two or three of the pictures out of about 15 I took. I always get bummed out because I see all these other ladies who pose with grace and they look stunning.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

I on the other hand am just starting out with really getting into fashion and I am not comfortable in front of the camera and I think that shows. I think it shows that the whole time in my head I repeat, “why are you doing this, your not going to like any of the pictures and your poses are going to be nothing compared to hers or hers.”

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

The problem I realize is I am comparing my beginning to someone elses middle. I’m sure in the beginning those ladies who i admire for looking so flawless and adorable in there poses were probably terrified, had doubts and were completely unsure if they should even be wasting their time doing outfit posts.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Coffee Date + On my heart

Being in front of the camera is scary. Trying to find your inner diva when you aren’t comfortable with your body is hard. But, after I look at the pictures and once I made myself start comparing myself to others, I realized they weren’t as bad as I thought and I feel the next time I bust out my tripod I may actually feel a little confident and it may show. It will be a work in progress so we shall see.
I would also tell you I really want a yellow statement necklace like this one and some cute yellow heels to go with this dress I’m wearing!
I would ask you if you have body image issues? How do you deal with them? I would also ask if you are shy when the camera comes out or if you love it and live it up?!
I hope you all have a wonderful Friday.
I’m linking up with Alissa @ Rags to Stitches and Casey @ The Weigands and Lena @ Lena B, Actually and Two Thirty-Five Designs.

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Coffee Date

Well hello Friday. It’s good to see you. You bring errand running, lots of play time, the weekend and of course my favorite blog day of the week – our weekly coffee date! Alissa @ Rags to Stitches hosts a weekly coffee date in the form or a blog post or a vlog, why don’t you join us?
If we were meeting for coffee I would tell you that I am hoping to get to the doctor today for my dang kidney stones! They are hurting like a mother effer and I hate it! I would ask if you have ever had a kidney stone and if you had I would sympathize with you, if not I would pray that you will never get one.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you that this summer is going by so fast and it is really, really hot in Texas. So hot that we are spending time in doors playing, watching movies and coloring because it is way too hot and humid to be outside unless you are in a pool.

If we were meeting for coffee I would tell you I was SO excited when I saw Tricia was selling this book – I snagged that up as fast as I could and my boys love it! They really love when I read to them so we are always looking for new books! I would show you my new laptop and tell you how excited I am that I have a working laptop that isn’t slow as shiz and has all of it’s keys!

If we were meeting for coffee I would tell you I am reviewing a book on the blog on Sunday. I would tell you about the one I am currently reading and how I am loving it! I would tell you I also have another book I am reviewing.. yikes, I better get to reading! ;) I would ask if there is any books you would recommend for my never ending reading list.

If we were meeting for coffee I would tell you that I love ice cream and I love surprising the boys with ice cream at random times. It lights up their faces and it melts my heart!

If we were meeting for coffee this week, what would you tell me?

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A little coffee date

Wow. This week has just kind of flown on by hasn’t it? It can’t possibly already be Friday. We were sick most of last weekend + this week but, as soon as we started feeling better – we ventured outside. This summer has been a good one so far and if we were meeting for coffee I would tell you about it.

I would tell you how I am really loving the white flowers that are blooming on a tree in my neighbors backyard. I would tell you this tree’s branches comes over the fence into our yard and I don’t mind one bit.

I would tell you the boys have been having so much fun playing outside & in the water sprinkler. We have been filling our bellies with watermelon. We have been watching helicopters fly by and more often than not watching the sun kiss the sky goodnight. We have been staying up later and sleeping our mornings away.

I have been reading outside + working on my book. I feel like this summer is going too fast and I know apart of that is because I know when summer ends – Jay will be starting kindergarten and that sends my heart + mind into a world of chaos. I’m just not ready for him to start school yet. I’m not ready for him to be away from me for 8 hours a day 5 days a week.

I’m not ready for my first born to enter this scary world without me right there by his side. I’m not ready for him to see the pain that can come with school. I’m not ready to watch him walk to his classroom & me turn around and walk away. I may have until the end of August before this happens but, it’s coming too fast and I just don’t know how to prepare for it.
This is Jay’s last summer before he starts school and you better believe we are enjoying it.
If we were meeting for coffee I would apologize for getting teary eyed and I’d stop rambling about my momma heart. I would ask you how you are and how life is for you? How is your summer going?

I’m linking up with Alissa for coffee.

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Coffee Date #20

Good morning friends. If we were meeting for coffee today I would greet you with a warm hug and invite you inside. My boys would be chatting your ear off while I poured our cups of coffee. I would want to have coffee on our back porch because during summer, the morning is the only time you can walk outside and not instantly start sweating. The boys would race out ahead of us and make their way to the swing set while we sat at the table on our porch.
If we were meeting for coffee I wouldn’t cry this time. Instead I would tell you that even though we went two days without water, we have been making up for it. We have spent the last two days playing outside in the water. I spent some time on Wednesday laying on a blanket in the yard reading, it’s one of my favorite things to do.

I would tell you as I sat my book down and turned over to lay on my back and watch all the soft puffy white clouds go by, I thought about my dreams. I thought about how very badly I wanted to make my dream become a reality. I thought about the deadline I set for myself and began to wonder if I put too much pressure on my self. But, I know I’m the type of person who needs that pressure.

I would tell you I’m over forty pages into editing my book and my heart starts fluttering at the very thought of being one step closer to making my dreams come true. I would tell you that I don’t only want to make my dreams come true for myself but also for my boys. I want them to know if you work hard for something you want, you can achieve it.
I want them to know making your dreams come true is real.
If we were really meeting for coffee I would ask you how life has been for you? I would ask you about your dreams and if you are any closer to making your dreams a reality?

I’m linking up with Alissa for Coffee Date.

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