We celebrated Faith's first birthday on February 2. (birthday 1-31) Papaw and Mamaw came up from Arkansas and Grandpa came down from Michigan. The Sterbans, the Johnsons and the Kelsos came and we had a good time.

Bobby is singing this weekend...a long weekend. He left Thursday morning and won't return until Monday afternoon. I'm glad the long weekends don't happen often.

Grace threw up this afternoon. She was rather sober this morning and I asked her if she felt ok. Sure enough it wasn't long after that and I heard a gagging sound and went running with a bucket. I hate it when Grace throws up. She just lays there and pukes. I turn her over on her stomach and then lift her up under her arms with one arm and with the other hand I hold her head so she can just drop it into the bucket. However, with her spastic movement sometimes she slings it here and there. Oh well. We got half of it in the bucket. The rest was in her hair, on her shirt and on the blanket. I got her some Sprite, prayed for her and put her to bed. I'd like to go to church tomorrow. In one of my first blogs I wrote how I feel about missing church because of sickness.

It's just us girls here tonight and tomorrow. I took Landis down to the church tonight so he could attend with Jackson Luthe and then go home and spend the night with him. It's Jackson's birthday and so he invited Landis and one other boy over to celebrate. Tomorrow (Sunday) they're going to ride 4-wheelers and go fishing and who knows what else. They're going to have FUN! Landis woke me up at 6:20 this morning and asked what time he was going to Jackson's house. I wanted to say, "Who CARES?"

Hope had a nap on the way down to the church and back. She totally missed everything. When we got home I turned the engine off and called her name to wake her up. She opened her eyes and seemed surprised that we were back home. She looked around the seats toward the front of the van and asked about Landis. I told her where he was and that she had slept through dropping him off. Because of the nap she wasn't ready to go to bed as soon as Grace was so we shared some chocolate cookies and milk together. Hope has driven me crazy this week with her excessive and redundant questions and statements this week. I was happy to redeem myself after being impatient with her by sharing some special "Hope and Mom" time with her.

Faith was walking more than crawling today. She's just so much fun. I've really been contemplating just when I should wean her. She only nurses 2 or 3 times a day and she doesn't get that much when she does nurse. In case she's my last one I just kind of hate to end it. At the same time I'm really excited about weaning so that I can focus on some weight loss, internal cleansing and even some fasting.

Speaking of "last one," about a month ago I thought I was pregnant. I have to admit the first emotion I felt was shame. I knew I shouldn't feel that way but if I'm honest that's what I felt. I could just imagine what people were going to say and I was absolutely DREADING it! After a couple of days I started to get used to the idea but still felt the shame. Until I read the passage of scripture that I had posted at the top of my own blog almost a year earlier, Psalm 127:3-5. "...they shall not be ashamed..." My feeling of shame ended right then and the next day I realized I was NOT pregnant. (whew!)

Thinking of possibly going to Michigan during Spring Break.