30 dAYS OF ME...Days 7-8..Catch Up Time!

Like everyone else that I know, I am playing catch up with getting to know me...Life just gets  busy sometimes, but I hope that everyone enjoys these latest tidbits!

Day 7...A picture of something that has made the biggest impact on your life...

This is going to be a typical one but in so many ways not typical...
There are lots of people that have made HUGE impacts on my life...my mom, my husband, my best friends...but these two have impacted me the most...they have changed my life in ways that I never knew would be possible..I think differently, I act differently, my goals and dreams are different...And so much more...So meet my two babies!

This is Jaden, Bobo, Turkey, Bo Chz...My baby...I cannot believe that he will be 7 years old in just a few short weeks....It makes me sad...Jaden changed my life in many of the ways that having a child changes anyone...But I think the greatest lessons that Jaden has brought to my life, is cherishing every moment...I am like any other parent, I get side tracked, I rush, I dont fully hear everything my child is telling me...But I can tell you there is no worse feeling than that of sitting down on your couch or laying in bed at night, and realizing that you were basically ignoring what your son was talking to you about because you were too busy doing something that doesnt even hold weight against your family...Jaden makes me want to be a better person...a better mom, a better wife, a better Christian and a better friend...A Better Listener..

This is my little angel baby Maximus Edward Calhoun...He was born on September 27, 2008 . I was only 26 weeks pregnant..Max was born weighing 1lb. 10 oz, and 13 inches long (he was going to be tall just like his daddy). Max died on September 30, 2008 in my arms. Max single handedly impacted my life more than anyone I will ever know...It doesnt matter how long you know someone, because even a few moments with them can change your life forever...make you love them for a lifetime and miss them for eternity...Max taught me that modern medicine does not determine your fate...They dont know EVERYTHING....they told me that he wouldnt cry when he came out because he was too little, well he did....They also told me that he had an 80% survival rate, but he died...Max also taught me to kiss more, to squeeze and hug tighter...To cry like a baby...it really does help...He also taught me how being strong doesnt mean that nothing ever affects you, but rather it means putting one foot in front of the other day after day, even though your heart is dying and your spirit is crushed...Max also gave me the greatest gift ever...The gift of HOPE...I know I didnt realize it until he came along and then left, but a life without HOPE is nothing at all...I dont want to live my life not HOPING...not hoping that people are good essentially, that we are all here for some purpose, that love is real, that family and friends are the only thing that matter, that even when you are told no, or thats impossible, or you are too old, too ugly, too fat, too dumb, not rich enough, not important enough...when LIFE, the WORLD, tells you to give up...beats you down...You get back up because you HOPE...because you hope. Thank you Maximus...Kiss and hug more...Be foolish and HOPE with all your heart.







Day 8...Short term Goals for this month/week

My goal is to really be discplined in going to the gym and not being nilly willy about what I am eating...i have been so bad for the last few months, and I have somehow managed to not gain any weight, but its like a monkey on my shoulder...Its there and if I keep going down this path, I will be VERY unhappy...So I have been going to the gym...Which makes me feel so much better, but I really need to work on my eating habits...I know that this is probably the worst time of year to start with...With Turkey Day being in two weeks...Man...I just am starting to believe that I have a love affair with food...I love to EAT...Happy, mad, bored, sad, anxious, busy...I always have time for some food...Good food...Its dangerous but I LOVE it...And honestly, I dont think there is anything wrong with that...Is there?! I mean everyone should have a passion in life...And eating is one of them...So maybe if i can become discplined in my exercise, then I can feel better about wanting to eat my whole plate, and Jadens plate, and probably the rest of your plate...Course it doesnt help that Harvey's is now serving a Devonshire Carrot Cake...Damn!