A Fresh Beginning

Last Sunday morning my sister had her second baby, first girl - Nellie Olivia. She certainly is a beauty and we all agreed she is going to be a gorgeous woman when she grows up. I love the feel of a new baby's soft, warm head and her little fingers that desperately grasp yours; her little body that curls up into a tiny ball just like she was for the past 9 months; her dark hair and beautiful big eyes that curiously gaze at the world surrounding her. You can't help but wonder what she is thinking. This tiny new baby in such a big and chaotic world must seem frightening at times. I wonder if she is already missing being with her Heavenly Father and if she is excited about the next 90 years or so she has ahead of her.

I love his smile!

Sword and Shield

Ever notice how much easier it is to give in to the voice that says you're not good enough? Or the one that has you comparing yourself to the beauty queen or the smartest kid in the class? Despite the numerous other voices that tell you how great, beautiful, or intelligent you are, you always seem to listen to that one negative voice. It's easier. Maybe a brick wall would keep it out.

Until then, I guess there's always 2 AM Miss Congeniality and cross-stitching.