emotions.

life goes fast. so fast. months, weeks, hours, days. seriously i feel like i had just gotten out of my first semester of college thinking i have all the time in the world to do my favorite things. this break will be so great and go by so slow. sleeping when i want and shopping-- you get the idea. well here i am 3 days before my spring semester begins. where did that month just go? gone! so fast. i have gifts and pictures to show... but what sticks most were the emotions. kind of like most situations. i am really in tune with my emotions. which sucks 95% of the time. here are some i recall over the last month of break.

excitement of having 5 weeks laid out in front of me of no school.

frustration after babysitting for 4 out of 7 nights of the week for the first two weeks.

thankfulness during christmas with my sweet family.

eagerness while watching reactions of my gift receivers.

embarrassment while realizing how many friends i did not make time for this break.

jesus in so many ways at passion 2011.

laughter in a eleven hour ride back from atlanta.

behind considering that i am testing into my math three days before classes begin.

creative while i made 15+ journals for friends and family.

cold with 15 inches of snow.

trapped after 4 days of 15 inches of snow.

blessed while being with brayden, jeremy, and bri.

joy when waking up to my favorite worship blasting out of my ihome.

simplicity eating my moms homemade oatmeal for breakfast.

wishful thinking of doing something like this.

prayerful for 1 peter 3:3-4 would be true of my life.

conviction of living for my own joy.

its crazy to me how many emotions we feel in a day. an hour. sometimes a minute. but it is just as crazy to me how much we push them away too. and how much we shouldnt. because it makes us who we are and how we are. and if we know our selves we will be able to serve others better. so i challenge you- pay attention to your emotions. youll soon learn to use your heart instead of your head. which will change almost every relationship. 

being an aunt

on november 3 a little boy named brayden cooper was born. my brother's first baby, my parents first grandson, and my first nephew. which can only mean one thing... spoiled and rightfully so. he is precious.

his first two weeks of life were in chkd neo-natal care for tests and monitoring of his seizures, so when he finally came home you can guess it we never have taken our hands off him when we are visiting or when he visits. which is great for us- babies are so therapeutic, and great for him because physical touch is so important for babies.. and well anyone really. its a way to both know we are loved and show we love. (of course not the only way!)

so brayden has had many naps in our arms to say the least. i mean who wants to refuse a baby sleeping on them? it has been great but not when we attempt to put him to sleep in a bed.

today i have worked from 9-2 and christmas shopped until 530 on 5 hours of sleep so with little explaination i am a little cranky. i came in from the cold and came to bring my bags into my study and my twinkle lights are circled around brayden's little portable sleeper, my mom is sitting next to them, gently rocking this wide-awake sweet little boy and proceedes to say this little punk wont fall asleep!

so, auntie amie to the rescue and i pick him up and without fail 45 seconds later brayden is passed out in my arms. goodbye cranky attitude, hello perfection.  so here i am-- twinkling lights, blogging, light worship, and a sweet boy in my arms.

he'll learn to sleep on his own, but for now one more nap wont be that big of a deal