First time making homemade mini pizzas, they are loving it.
I cant believe he is 3 years old, for those of you who dont know donnie was born at 23 weeks gestation weighed 1 pound 2 ounces and the doctors told us he wouldnt survive, and on top of that he had to have 1 heart surgery, 6 abdominal surgeries, and eye injections, most of which was before he even hit 3 pounds. I have been so blessed because today we got to celebrate his birthday with him, a happy, healthy, beautiful little 3 year old miracle boy.
How do you deal with something that you so desperately want to change but can not. I saw a picure earlier of a 3 year old child from africa, you could see every bone in his body, he is starving to death and there is nothing I can do about it. This devastates me, it crushes me that there are babies and children starving and in pain and I can not change it. I want so badly to just rap my arms around all of them and tell them everything is going to be alright. I want to bring them to my home cover them up with a big soft blanket and feed them, but I cant. I hate that there are so many millionaires in this country and all over the world who do nothing to help and the ones that do help dont even do 5 percent of what they could. Why? I dont really even know why im posting this, it just hurt me to see that picture and realize I cant change that childs life, and I just felt like writing. But if there was a point to this post it would be for everyone to be more charitable towards others, and if you can put your children in a warm bed warm, not hungry, or in pain, then dont take that forgranted be grateful because so many people all over the world do not have the ability to do that.
Okay so tonight i acted like a total spaz and grilled my husband about were all he went on his way to work. Stupid i know but I had a brief moment of paranoid, jealous, crazy wife syndrome. I shouldnt have though so im sorry babe, but in my defense i wouldnt get jealous if i didnt love you very very much. Plus with a husband that looks like you, i think any woman would be a little jealous every once in a while. I love you
The top court in Connecticut ruled that a 17-year-old girl named cassandra would be forced to undergo chemotherapy. The 17 year old child was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, which with chemo she has an 85 percent chance of survival, but she was refusing treatment saying she did not want something toxic (chemo) in her body, and her mother was supporting her decision even though that meant her daughter would die. So the 17 year old was removed from her mothers care and custody was given to the state, so that she would have to undergo treatment. Yesss woot woot, finally a smart decision. This girl is 17 way to young, and to dramatic to make a decision about whether she lives or dies, and her mother is just crazy im sorry but what kind of mother would let their child essentially kill them self when there is a treatment for their condition? Anyway im very glad in this case, that the courts stepped in and did what needed to be done. What do you think? Do you think the right decision was made?
I have put together a list of my 10 favorite zombie movies in order, and the only reason that The Walking Dead isn’t on here is because it is a tv show and not a movie, lol. So if you havent seen these and you are a zombie fan you should definitely do so asap.
My son, his name is Donnie and he is 2 years old, he will be 3 on January 15th and he is such a little miracle.
Donnie was born at 23 weeks gestation he weighed 1 pound 2 ounces (a micro preemie) and the doctors told us he that was probably going to die. There was an 85 % chance he would not survive. He was on the strongest breathing machine possible, and his little eyes were still sealed shut, but we had faith that he would make it. There were a couple of nights that things did not look good, and the doctors kept asking us to consider turning off the machines that were keeping him alive. They suggested that i could hold my son as he passed away, but we simply could not and would not do it.
I can’t really explain it in words but i knew he would be okay.
I can’t tell you how many nights they said he would not make it to the next morning, and i would cry and pray and beg God to heal him, and for him to give me strength, and he did. Donnie had to have 6 abdominal surgeries, because his intestines kept rupturing, he had to have a colostamy bag, and had 4 draining tubes all at once, plus 1 heart surgery to close a valve, and eye injections because he had rop, and most of this was before he even weighed 2 pounds. But finally the day came six months later when he got to come home and weighing in at a staggering 6 pounds. That was one of the happiest days of my life and that is the reason that no one will ever convince me that miracles dont happen. So do you believe in miracles? Have you ever experienced a miracle? If so i would love to hear about it.
Hey everyone as of today i have been blogging for exactly one year, yay.
It really doesnt seem like it has been that long, i mean im just now getting use to calling myself a blogger.
It has been great though, i have gotten to know some amazing, and truly inspiring people, and maybe, (hopefully) even helped a few along the way.
One thing that happened that i didnt expect, is that blogging has really helped me in a big way, its helped me to see my self in a different light. When i first started this i still felt like a failure, even though i had already been clean for more than 2 years, i still felt like that same drug addict and alcoholic, but now i dont. Writing things out and letting everyone see who i really am has helped me discover things about myself that i didnt realize before. I love blogging and i so enjoy reading all my followers comments, your support and encouragement means so much to me, after all without followers blogging really doesnt mean much at all. So a very special thank you to all of my friends and followers, it has been great getting to know all of you, and i look forward to another year of crazy posts and comments.
Diana Roark aka mommyx4boys
I am going to give you my recipe for the cutest little snack in the world, chocolate cherry mice.
Here is what you will need maraschino cherries with the stem, quick and easy chocolate bark, sliced almonds, Hershey kisses, and some wax paper. First you need to set your cherries on a paper towel so that they will dry or the chocolate will not stick to them. Unwrap as many Hershey kisses as you will need and set them aside as well. Then you melt your chocolate bark in the microwave only for about 15 seconds at a time then stir and return to microwave for another 15 seconds, repeat until it is all the way melted. When that is done you dip your cherry in the chocolate grab a Hershey kiss and put it on the cherry like this, sit on wax paper to dry, then cut your almonds in halves and dip them slightly in chocolate so they will stick and attach, use a toothpick and dot on 2 little eyes, it should look like these when you are done. And thats it, pretty simple to make, kids and adults love them, and they are yummy.
Me and Darrell eaten at the Waffle House on New Years eve. It was yummy, and a couple of the waitresses appeared to be drunk, which was fun to watch, lol.
I have seen a lot of posts here lately about losing weight, dieting, and things of that nature, and most of the people writing these posts are not big people in any way.
I just dont understand what the obsession is with being stick figure skinny, these pictures are me obviously, now the one where i am holding my son was taken 4 1/2 years ago, i weighed about 105. The other one is from like 2 months ago and i weighed about 140. I think i look a lot better in the one where i have a little extra weight on me, I think most women do. I think women were far more attractive when they were a little bit thick, they were voluptuous and curvy, now almost every model or actress is just plain scrawny. I mean what is attractive about seeing a womans bones sticking out. Now there are women who are just small framed and petite, and they are beautiful to, but when its forced it just looks unhealthy. I dont know maybe its just me but i dont think for a second that the skinnier you are the more beautiful you are.
Dont be ashamed of your curves, be proud of em. And if you have always been skinny be proud of that, i just wish women would stop trying so hard to change their self. Love who you are now, whether your thick, skinny, short, or tall, stop worrying about what others think. I wont give up bacon cause someone else thinks im not perfect, and neither should you, you are beautiful just the way you are.