As week 6 rolls around the nausea has definitely reared it’s ugly head. As with every other pregnancy (4) of mine I knew it was coming with a vengeance. I’m a full time working mother, who’s husband is gone most evenings working since he is in school during the day. When dealing with patients all…
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There is No Room for Your Past in Your Future
If you’ve read my last blog post Trust then you know I am finally on a new journey of hope with this rainbow baby. Of course I’m praying for a healthy baby but most of all I’m praying to get through these first 12 weeks. My first miscarriage I made it to 8 weeks, second…
Trust
I’ve been seeing a lot of people on my Instagram (@iamlivinginfreedom) talk about their “word” for 2019. I had never done this before so I thought I’d give it a go. But, what word would I choose? And how do I go about choosing it? Is everyone choosing their word as something they want to…
Let God be the Judge
We live in a world that judges people on a constant basis. People are judged by their appearance, their political party, their sexual orientation, the color of their skin. Whether or not they vaccinate their children or support a brand because of their representative choice. One of the main reasons I no longer get on…
Year of Freedom
Coming into 2018 I was pregnant with what would eventually be my 3rd miscarriage. What a way to start off the new year right? But, I have to say that even though I began the year with another failed pregnancy, I was still hopeful. 2018 was my year for Freedom. Freedom from fears and anxieties…
Jesus Came into this World in a Messy Place for the Messiest of People.
When I think of the night that Christ was born, I seriously get chills. The savior of this world, the Prince of Peace, was born in a stable. He was laid in a manger. A place where animals stay. A place that was messy and dirty. God could have planned for him to be born…
Harboring Unforgiveness is Like Drinking Poison and Expecting the Other Person to Die.
Forgiveness is something I struggle with on a daily basis. The old me wants to hold on to that grudge. To not forgive. To let them know how bad they hurt me. But my pastor said it best when he said harboring unforgiveness is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. When…
I am living in freedom 