Family

Family is the best thing there is in this world. Think about it, when your days are hard and you're going through a really rough time, you always have someone you can turn to. I've been having a tough time lately. Little things have been adding up and making me wonder when it would all end. It seemed like the bad things were just going to keep coming and coming. I finally asked my husband where the silver lining was in all of this. His response made me think of something I never really have before. He said " The silver lining is all your friends and family who stick by you and support you through all the hard times. They're always there for you." He made a really good point. I don't know about anyone else's family, but i know that if i ever need something or just someone to talk to, my family has always been and will always be there for me. The best memories I have in life are from my family, and that includes my own little family consisting of my husband Levi, 2 hyper dogs, and 4 little sugar gliders. Family is something we take for granted all too often. But stop and think about it, they will all be gone one day. Sometimes we just assume they'll be around forever, heck, i even assumed that about my childhood cat that i just lost. But the truth is, they won't. We need to take advantage of the time we have with our families and stop taking them for granted. Think back on how much they've done for you and the things they sacrificed. Our families deserve the most that we can give them. When it's our time to go, all we'll be able to take with us are those precious memories. Not the material things we worry so much about having. None of that matters in the long run. I'm proud to say that when it is my time to go, i will have the best memories anyone could possibly have!

My Pregnancy Problems

My husband and I have been married for two and a half years now. We want a baby so bad, but we've been having quite a few set backs.
The first one happened a little over a year ago. I had a very painful, sudden miscarriage. I didn't even know i was pregnant at that time because my body was just acting how it normally does. There were no signs of me being pregnant that stood out enough for me to know. It was still a very emotional time for me. Even though we weren't trying for a baby at that time, my husband and I want kids very badly. Finding out that I was pregnant and that I had lost the baby hurt me so bad. I would cry all day and all night. My mom and husband kept telling me that it was probably for the best because something was wrong with the baby, but it still hurt me emotionally and took me a long time to get over.
Now, a year later, we are trying to have a baby. I thought that since I already had one miscarriage that everything would turn out fine the next time I got pregnant. That didn't turn out right. About two months ago we found out I was pregnant again. My husband and I were so happy, we both literally had tears of joy. We ran out and bought outfits and bottles for the baby. We were just so happy, we wanted to buy everything for our little one. Then it happened, I lost the baby once again. None of us could figure out why. The doctor said that I was fine and that something must've been wrong with the baby again. This hit me a lot worse than the first miscarriage did. All I could do was cry. I cried and prayed for a days after that.
I've finally gotten over that and we're ready to try again. I'm so scared but at the same time i feel confident that the third time will be a charm. Has anyone else had this happen this many times? All i can do is hope and pray that the next baby will stay with me and be born a beautiful, healthy baby. I want a baby so bad, i don't think i could handle another miscarriage. All i can do is have faith, hope and believe that we will be able to have a little one of our own soon.

The things we put up with when it comes to our four legged friends

My husband surprised me with a puppy last year for Christmas. We named her Calypso,Callie for short. She was the cutest little thing I'd ever seen and my heart would melt when I would look into those puppy dog eyes. She was very quiet and calm the first and second night after we took her home. It all changed after that. She would whine, bark, run around, go to the bathroom everywhere and all while we were sound asleep. You see, we couldn't keep her locked up in a cage all night because at that time we were living in an apartment where we weren't supposed to have dogs. We were moving into a house in a couple days, and just had to try to keep her quiet so no one could hear her bark.
She potty trained really fast, but started to get another bad habit:Biting. She would bite anything and everything. My husband and i had scars all over our hands from those wicked puppy teeth.
She finally grew out of that bad habit......half of it at least. She stopped biting us, now she was just chewing and destroying everything in sight. Since we've moved into our house she's chewed the sprinkling system wires, my husbands basketball shoes, our door, a video game, the table cloth, and many more things.
She's about seven months now and she's still really hyper, but she's calmed down on the destroying end of it. She's a lab mix, and i understand they're all pretty much like that.
As mad as i get at her for chewing on things, all she has to do is look up at me with those big puppy dog eyes to make me forget it all and remember the way i felt when i first saw her tiny face.
We now have another dog along with Callie named Karma. She's a Chesapeake Retriever mix. I love that dog to death as well, but Callie is my baby girl. Karma takes to my husband more, and Callie does to me. I think that dog could chew up our whole house and everything in it and I would still feel all that unconditional love that I did the first time my husband handed her to me. The things we put up with!