What was lost has been found.

So I went to Walmart yet again today, to return some microfiber towels I bought to make into doublers for D's cloth diapers. I was returning them because they were an 8 pack for $5 and I found a 24 pack for $10 at Sam's! What a deal! (and they work beautifully by the way).
So, at the customer service desk, I took out the receipt and the towels and something fell on the floor out of my sack. It happened to catch my eye because it made a little clanging noise when it hit the ground, and lo and behold - my ring! How in the world it got in to the Walmart sack, is beyond me. And why it happened to be the one sack I hadn't separated out for recycling and attached itself to the towels I needed to return is not beyond me - it had to be God. I don't always believe that God will perform a miracle when you've done something stupid. Sometimes, well a lot of times, God teaches us lessons by letting us reap the consequences of our actions. So I was all prepared to learn a lesson from putting my ring in a place that was not secure by forever losing my beloved wedding ring. It was stupid of me to do it, and so I figured, I would reap the consequences and be ringless for probably another 5 years in to my marriage. I DO believe though, that when God does work miracles, regardless of your stupidity, it is so you can give Him the glory. So blessed be!

Diamonds are a girl's best friend...

I am a very sad woman. I have lost my wedding ring. I had worn it to church on Sunday and took it off to go swimming at Steph's. When I took it off, I put it in the baby's diaper bag, in the front pocket that velcros shut, and now it is no longer there. The other ring I had on, that I also put in the pocket, was there, but no wedding ring. They were both there when I went running yesterday morning at the park and thought to myself "oh, my rings are in here, I need to remember to get them out and put them up." Which of course, I failed to do so. I went to Walmart and Sam's Club yesterday and neither store has had it turned in. It is not in my car and Mikel and I checked the parking lots at both stores just in case. It is lost.
I loved that ring. It is the ring my wonderful husband of 5 years proposed to me with and used as a symbol of our love and commitment at our wedding. I didn't wear it much anymore, because it scratches the baby, but now I feel naked without it. Mikel was patient and understanding of how upset I was. Even though he constantly is finding my ring by sinks and other precarious places, he did not once say, I told you so.
Hopefully, it has just fallen out here somewhere at the house and not out in the great big world that will probably hock it at a pawn shop. But, if I do not find it, if it does not find it's way back to me, you've been a great ring, my wedding ring. Even if you are eventually replaced, you will always be the ring I remember my husband placing on my finger those 5 years ago.

8 Months Old

Happy 8 Months to my little man! You are growing so big everyday. It is such a pleasure to be your mom and I hope we continue to have more fun as each day passes and you grow before my very eyes. I love you very very much!