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25 Years Ago Today

25 years ago today we were blessed with a baby girl, 7lbs 10oz – and we called her Ashlee Renee.

We have been so blessed by this little bundle of energy – and although 25 years ago we were living in a completely different place and were much younger things have not really changed that much.  We are still the same people we always were – except that this little baby changed our lives – forever.

We thought we were prepared for a baby.  No one is prepared – even with the planning and waiting (we waited 6 years), the financial security (or lack of it) and the books on babies and parenthood.  A baby simply changes your life.

We dressed her up – put pretty bows on her once bald head and tried to make every moment count.

But along with the joy of having a little doll to dress up – what most people don’t plan for is sickness, long nights and days with no sleep, a fussy eater, a baby who won’t sleep anywhere except her own bed and trips to the ER for croup.  At 10 months old Ashlee had complications from the flu with a high fever reaching 105 and had to be in the hospital.  These were the tough times of having a baby.

Still she has been a light and joy in our lives. Stealing away any sense of privacy and sanity – babies are the best things in life.

Here’s to you Ashlee – you’re not a baby anymore – but I still remember you as one. One of my favorite memories of you as a little girl was when you were a flower girl at age 3.

Now you are a grown woman with a wonderful husband and home of your own. And you still continue to bless us.

You are loved and always in our prayers.

20 Years Ago

20 years tomorrow, bring back many memories for me.  Our younger child, Shawn Tyler was born, October 5th, 1991.

Like those of you with children, either young – or grown, you can’t even hardly remember what your life looked like without them in your life.  We are no different.  To us – it feels like both Ashlee, now 24 and Shawn – have been with us forever.

But they weren’t.  We lived a whole lifetime before we knew them.  Hard to imagine it now.

20 years ago we were living in Fortuna, CA where my husband Greg was lead (and only) pastor at a very small church.  We lived next door in the church owned parsonage with our 4-year-old daughter, Ashlee.

Both my children are gifts – I did not have the easiest time becoming pregnant – and with Shawn it took 18 months to conceive.

I remember walking around a park nearby to our home and praying for another child. The memory is so clear in my mind – even all these years later.

The Lord said, “yes” and some months later I discovered that I was expecting again.  I took the home pregnancy test – it turned light blue and Greg’s first response was this:  “It’s NOT blue enough”!  Can you imagine?  But indeed it WAS.  And I WAS!

Both my pregnancies and deliveries were pretty text-book – I did get to walk around more with Shawn – was in a much more progressive hospital this time around – even though we were in a very small town in northern California.

But Shawn was much bigger than Ashlee’s little 7′-10″ – He was 8′-13 1/2″ and a few inches longer than Ashlee too.

He was late – where Ashlee was right on time.  And Shawn has been late for everything since that day – Laid back and peaceful.  He has not changed much since he was a child.

I remember holding him after he was born and humming the “Brahms Lullaby”  to him.  It was a true “bonding moment” that stands frozen in time – in my memory.

Fearful and carefully guarded as a child – he has grown up to be a great listener and warm and compassionate with others.  He has an easy peaceful and laid back spirit, makes friends easily and is fun to be around – bringing energy to an entire room.

We knew that Shawn was musical from the time he was a little boy – had incredible pitch even as a child – and adapted well to many instruments – leaning toward the drums and guitar while still quite young.  He was also a very good student and athlete – playing both baseball and basketball for several teams – but in the end when he had to make a choice – music won out.

He played lead drums in his church for several years – and now has made a move to Burbank, CA to attend Musician’s Institute in Hollywood – a dream of his – for years now.  He is down there living the dream and we couldn’t be happier for him or think of anyone who deserves it more.

Shawn was a normal child and teenager – but always had that invisible “X-Factor” growing up.  He made normal mistakes while growing – but learned some valuable lessons about himself, others and the grace of God.

And so I remember with fondness – our almost 20 years with an incredible human being – who is out on his own to follow his dream.

I love you Shawn – Happy Birthday tomorrow to my sweet son 🙂

All my love,

Mom

Birthday Girl

I remember 23 years ago today very well.  I had my first baby – a baby girl we named Ashlee Renee.

It’s funny how some events in our lives we never forget no matter how much time goes by – or things happen to us – good and bad – as a mom – I will never forget the day I delivered both of my babies.  And the first baby is very special.  I remember feeling very ill prepared for the task ahead.  I remember being very emotional.  And I know that was normal – and still today I feel the same when I think about those days.

My labor was not text-book at all.  I was admitted to the hospital because I was a favorite of my doctor – and I think he took pity on me not having any air conditioning in our home.  We lived in New Castle, PA – a VERY hot a muggy summer!  And since it was cool and comfortable in the hospital – and I was having some signs of labor – he let me check in.  At first I was happy – in no real pain and left to watch TV or play games with Greg – talk on the phone to relatives and just relax.  My sister thought it was really unfair that I had no pains and was dilated – but I was pretty happy about it ☺  My mother told her, “they will come”  and so they did – after they had to break my water.

5 hours of labor later – our baby girl was born – 7 lbs 10 oz.  And they put me in a room to try to get some sleep – she was born at 2:27am – and I did not sleep the rest of the night.  I had sent Greg home to get some rest – but then called him back first thing in the morning – and tired though he was – he actually came back!

That very day Greg locked his keys in the car – he’s never done that before or since – so I know how befuddled he was!  Being a first time parent was certainly taking its toil – and the excitement was more than he could handle!

We look back at those early days of parenthood and laugh at some of the silly, crazy things we did – and poor Ashlee was our experimental child – so I know we did many things wrong with her – I’m just so glad she didn’t hold it against us – and in spite of us – she turned out beautifully!

Blessings on my married daughter of 23 – may the next 23 be even more wonderful – filled with parenthood and many other precious memories!

To Drew

You will graduate from University today

I remember when you first walked into our home

Shy and bashful

your eyes dancing with fun

it was like a peaceful wind had blown in our place

and never left

I remember the way you looked at my daughter

eyes fixed on her face

taking in every word she said

and you still do

I remember every conversation

the times we had to be tough

the rules and limitations we imposed on you

to protect our only daughter

who still lived at home then

And you were always gracious

never a harsh word

never an attitude or tone

the perfect gentleman

ready to take blame for any mistake

I remember when you came to be with Ashlee

when she was sick

you had to take two buses to get here

but you did

I remember Valentine’s Day

you were sick

and you still came

to be with her

I remember when Greg said,

“He’s the real deal” Ash.

“Guys vote with their feet”

and so you did

After that – we couldn’t get rid of you

you were always hanging around

and when Ashlee moved out on her own

we knew you would watch out for her

and you did

When you proposed

it was special and romantic

and you went to great lengths

to prove that you meant it

and you did

And then your wedding day came

you never changed

you were always the same

steady and true

unmovable and constant

it was just what Ashlee needed

and still does

You have worked hard – even after being married

this whole last school year

that nothing would interfere with your studies

and nothing did

You’re a hard worker

a finisher

slow and steady

with excellent follow through

and you did it

I am very proud of you today

I am anxious to see what the next step will be

in your career path

in your marriage

and in your life

Many blessings on you today

Lots of love  ♥♥♥

And Congratulations!

Coffee and Other Things That Go Squish In The Night

All the humorous things in our lives seem to center around two things: Our children – or coffee.

I’m not sure why coffee is funny. We really love to drink coffee – and it should be a serious subject – one of reverence and awe – but instead we have so many stories while drinking (or spilling) it that make this impossible.

Years ago – when our children were quite small – I think Shawn was about 4 or 5 and Ashlee about 9 or 10 – we were on an airplane coming back from Fairbanks, Alaska and airplanes being what they are – split our family up into two groups – Greg and Shawn directly across the aisle from Ashlee and me – with Greg and me on the aisle.

Pretty soon – the beverage service came by and filled our drink orders. Greg had to have coffee (of course) and very proudly set the HOT beverage on his pull down tray in front of him – with a 4 year old next to him in the seat. You will need to use your imagination next – to see 4 year old Shawn having a ‘kick fest’ next to Greg’s tray. He was being a normal little active boy 🙂 After a few minutes I was zoning out – even dozing a little when I felt a tap on my shoulder from across the aisle. It was Greg. And instead of telling me his issue – he pointed to the spilled coffee on his tray – and the nice little puddle that was accumulating from the tray down his pant leg and into his sock and tennis shoe. Yes – the coffee was steaming HOT and so all he could do from his present position was look at me and mouth “Ow”. It was HILARIOUS!

But that was years ago right? And Greg has had many opportunities over the years for getting me back – for laughing at him (remember the Ashlee throw-up story?) so many times. A few years ago Greg decided to buy for himself a little Chevy truck – an S-10 to be exact. It’s cute – (Greg says sexy – how can a truck be sexy?) and little and I hate it. I hate it because it does not like me and bounces all over the road like a little puppy all eager to just go!! The suspension in that vehicle is HIDEOUS and I really hate driving in it ESPECIALLY when drinking anything! We will go through a drive thru coffee place and get a coffee and then because of all the bumps and the truck being so sensitive to those bumps – my coffee goes ALL OVER THE PLACE – usually all over my clothes. I hate it. I hate the truck. And I hate him. Yup. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

So the other night – Greg was working late in Seattle with a buddy in the truck – and they decided to stop for coffee to keep them going into the ‘wee hours’. They ordered their coffee and then drove off into the dark Seattle night. Because both guys had their hands full – they did not see the need for putting their coffee in the ‘cup holders’ nicely provided in the cab of the truck for them. No – they are MANLY and decided to hold onto them. Well like I said – it WAS dark and Greg couldn’t see the shape of the road in front of him and pretty soon they found themselves on the bumpiest road EVER!! And with each little ‘bump’ the coffee from Greg’s cup came spurting out of his cup and onto his ‘lily-white’ hand. Can you say, “Ouch”? I knew you could. (tee hee) It made me smile in some weird twisted pleasured way – just to hear about HOT coffee spilling out and cascading down his hand – when he has had NO sympathy for me! In fact – he always insinuates that it’s NOT his precious truck’s fault – but MINE! So I took great delight in coffee spilling on him too ☺ Yes – I’m a brat – but a very sweet and loving brat ♥

It’s so lovely when things like this happen. It validates me and makes me smile ☺

Have a wonderful day – and try not to spill any coffee ☺

My Greatest Achievement

My life really began when I became a Mom.  I was 26 years old when our daughter Ashlee Renee was born – on a hot and sticky day (August 6th, 1987) in New Castle, PA.  I will never forget the experience of being pregnant in the heat – or seeing my once flat tummy get bigger and bigger.  There were so many “firsts” with that baby – and I remember each and every one.  Ashlee has always been a very beautiful girl – inside and out.  She has been given some great gifts – the greatest is her ability to work and create with her hands – and her awesome sense of humor.  She is loved by all she comes in contact with.

Ashlee was 4 years old when our son, Shawn Tyler was born on a fall evening (October 5th, 1991) in Fortuna, CA.  He was and still is a very special child with his peaceful and tranquil personality.  God has gifted him with many gifts – athletic and musical – and he has a natural way with people – gets along with the young and old – he is greatly admired and loved by all.

I feel honored to be the “Mom” to these incredible “gifts”.  My life is richer because of them.  I love you Ashlee and Shawn.  You are my life.  ♥

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