I wish I had a Mama.

Some hurdles are meant to be leaped over, some knock us down, some we can't even get our butts over. Someone asked me once if I would ever "get over" my mother choosing to leave us. During the night. Right before Easter. Never saw her again. The answer, simply, is no. No you don't. There is a huge part of me that will always wish I had a Mama. A Mama that is truly my own, a Mama that adores me like I adore my children. I have needed a mother. One that would be there for me, that lets me sob into her shoulder, one that will never ever leave. Never leave me, because I simply am one of the reasons she breaths. People are so hopelessly flawed. It has been so rare for me to find a friend that is steadfast and true, and is forever. I have a hard time getting that. If you're not "blood" to someone, then their family always comes first, and friendships are allowed to fall my the way side. What cannot I become a part of someone's family? Why does blood have to define that? Where does that leave someone like me? Someone that doesn't have that mother and father or other relatives that make some other lucky duck feel whole. It makes people like me afraid to death to trust in human relationships. After Isaac died, I thought bonds would be fortified, but really, most fell away. The few people I shared Isaac with, outside of family, are no longer in my life. I shared the most precious and sacred part of myself and they walked away. Couldn't deal. Talk about casting pearls before swine. It still stings. Some how I have to let it go.

And then. Then there are a golden couple that have forgiven me at my worst, given me chance after chance, and some how still loved this miserably flawed person that I am. It's a next door neighbor that has become like a sister, an old high school girlfriend that loves me just because she thinks some parts of me are amazing. I am thankful for those women in my life. I need them. Kinda like I've always needed a Mama. I need that kind of love, that someone sees the worth in me that can sometimes be shadowed by my inability to be "normal". Tender mercies from God. I thank Him for that.

Avery. Avery is like a breath of fresh air in our home. People say a baby changes everything. And he does. He does not change what has happened, what we lost, that I had to bury my son, but he has brought about a change in my heart. He has softened the blows life deals out. When I look at him, I marvel at the miracle he is. He is whole and healthy and God delivered him to us. New life is miraculous. Every smile. Every coo. Every drool, burp, pool, squeal, cry - - I bask in it. When I look at him, I feel a sudden burst of joy in my heart that has been missing for so long. Many times I have felt pure happiness, I love the feeling. I have missed it so much.

Anyways - until another time, I know that it is few and far in between, but I'll be back when I can.


xo Misty

Two months old!

Look who is 2 months old. Since this little sweet pea has entered our lives, there is little time leftover for extras. I'm still working from home full time, as well as raising up my 4 sweet cherubs. Our lives are very full and busy, and we're truly happier then we've been in so long. Finally, FINALLY the tide has turned!

xo Misty

One month.

Inspiration....

I'm finding it hard to put my camera down with this new little boy around. Next is a sibling shoot, I think.

Healing balm.

Having a new baby in our home after 5.5 years has been an incredible change. I have felt every emotion on the planet. I've gone from culture shock, to being sure I couldn't do it, to feeling more confidant in my abilities. Sweet Avery is such a healing balm to our broken hearts, but it has made our grief for Isaac more apparent, as we grieve not having these moments with him. What I have appreciated the most, is having my arms filled again. I have so appreciated having a baby in our home when we've been missing that for so long, it helps our family to feel more complete. What a blessing and tender mercy our sweet Avery is, we love him so much.

Avery's arrived!

Avery Quinn

Born 8:05 am, 7/27/11

9 lb 6 oz



We're over the moon.



xoxo Misty

Avery is coming...

He just doesn't know it yet!

My c-section is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 7:30am. Please keep our family in your prayers as we open this new chapter of our lives together.

Updates to follow as able!



Love, Misty