My Favorite Things…

Hello lovely people! I am feeling extra happy this week! I got to meet two little boys this week that were born recently, one, my nephew, (which I hope to photograph next week sometime, yes I will be sure to post some of the best photos on here) and yesterday I got to meet my maid of honor’s (in my wedding) her baby boy! He is sooooo cute! He slept most of the time I was there but my! He opened those big dark eyes and looked right at me and smiled!! SO cute! That truly made my day! Makes me look forward to having several of my own! Living, breathing babies I can take home and take care of. I long for that day and pray for it daily! 
Ok, so this blog post is the better half of me, my favorite things about me and things that I love, alsoodd facts known by few about me. So have fun, and watch out, this post may get pretty long, but when are they not? Lol! Yeah, Ive never been known to be short winded! But don’t worry, I will only share a few. 

Here we go! 

1. My Saviour: I love Him so much, but I must admit, I am not always faithful in loving Him enough. I often feel I disappoint Him, but it amazes me that He loves me still! Truly! He is amazing! I am thankful He’s mine and I am His, forever! 

2. My Husband: I am amazed nearly everyday I wake up and find him sleeping beside me. He makes me laugh like no one else can, he’s my best friend, my companion, my confidant, my partner in crime, my snuggle bug, my movie watching companion, {He literally will watch anything I ask him to, in which sometime he replies when its over, “Hand me an ice pick, darlin’, I need to gauge out my eyes!!” Laugh Out Loud!!!} seriously he makes me laugh til I snort, and I do an awful lot! He is so strong, even when he feels weak and wants to crumble, he is an amazing father to our heaven kissed boys! If only you could have seen him when I gave birth to those precious boys, I am still shocked whenever I think about it! He is still in love with me and looks at me as though I was still a size 8 in jeans, {I’m still shocked I could even wear that size let alone thought I was fat!! I am super tall, and I was not fat!}. He loves me… He does! Me? Why? I have no clue? He is patient and a little demanding, but there is not a weak bone, or wimpy spirit in his body, he’s muscular and hot, and all mine! 😆 

3. My Babies: Yes, they are in Heaven, but I still love them and love to talk about them and think about them and cry… Yes, I do cry an awful lot when I think about them when I am by myself. But I get to pour out my pain to my Heavenly Father and He really does heal the broken hearted but like anything broken or wounded it takes time, its not something that can be healed over night. Like everything, it takes time. 

4. My Family: When I say family, I mean everyone I am close too, blood or non-blood, friends and relations I see on a daily, weekly, monthly basis. Cause technically those who are in Christ are family! We are all {those in the fold} a part of our Heavenly Father’s adopted family! There is no shame in it! I am thankful for each one! 

5. The ability to move! When I say move, I mean get up and move it, move it! Fitness, exercise, walking, Cardio, workout dvd’s, running, jogging. I will admit I don’t always enjoy working up a long sweat but afterwards I’m thankful I made the effort to do it. 

6. As much as I say I dislike some animals I really like most if not all, but several of them kinda made me dislike them because of things they would do to me growing up as a kid, kinda scarred me and I dont just mean that figureatively. My hubby is allergic to animal fur, so we will never have cats, and rarely have dogs. But I love, ironically, taking pictures of animals.

7. I love bread! “It is my ONE weakness!” I just discovered Ezekial bread with coconut oil instead of butter, … Um … YUM!!! 

8. I LOVE MOVIES: Need I say more? 

I do have a preference on style, but it merely has to do with the mood I’m in. 

9. I’ve memorized nearly every episode of TAGS! {The Andy Griffith Show}:

I love trivia, be it movies or tv shows, mostly re-runs tho. I think the only shows I watched growing up that were actually in my generation were, Road to Avonlea, Christy, Adventures of Lassie… There may have been a few others we tried but didn’t like. But there is nothing like my mothers generation of shows and movies! Mainly because of their sensoring system. This new generation of films is really quite shocking how much language and sexual reference/scenes and crude humor is out there. It really is sad. No wonder our society is so messed up?!

There is nothing, and never will be anything like the classic shows, here are just a few of my favorites:

The Andy Griffith Show (we covered this) The Donna Reed Show( i LOVE THIS SHOW!!) I love Lucy, The Brady Bunch, The Beverly Hillbillies, Peticoat Junction, Green Acers, The Twilight Zone, The Alfred Hitchcck Presents, the Alfred  Hitchcock Hour, Leave it to Beaver, Little House on the Prarie, Bonanza, The Riffleman, Daniel Boone (just dicovered that one), etc… (I am sure there is more but I cant think of them). 

Also just discovered these recently you may want to try: 

Lark Rise to Candleford, Into the West, Cranford…

10. Odd Facts Known By Few: One reason you shouldn’t always take ne seriously is cause I am usually using someones line from a movie or tv show. Cause I am rarely original, I reckon I am odd like that. 

11. I love black bears, antlers, fur, hunting, shooting guns, kayaking, swimming, sunflowers, camping and the great outdoors! Especially places with no internet connection, you live on your wits, could you even survive? I did thanks to good friends for five days behind the Grand Tetons! 

12. I lived in Jackson Hole, Wyoming for a year, and have missed it every day, since!

13. I would rather be stranded in the mtns then on a beach. (More meat and drinking water and trees!). 

14. I love Camo anything. I am one of those tacky people that would buy a camo recliner for her hubby if he wanted one. If he didn’t then I would get one for me. Lol! I love dark browns, greens, reds and yellows, earthy tones for colors in my house hold. I don’t go for all the fads in household decor. I like the earthy, mossy garden look in my den. I guess that’s why I like the log cabin look so much! You dont have to paint the walls, its all natural in the wood. You bring out the color in accents. 

15. I live in a 14×50′ house trailer, “Itty bitty living space!” I have a love-hate relationship with this trailer. I hate that its so small cause I love our yard and the rolling hills in the front and the woods in the back. But the trailer is about to drive me insane. There is not enough room for everything, us, let alone any future children. 

16. I love Mason Jars, Especially the huge 2 quart jars. I drink my gallon a day of water from them. I fill it up four or five times a day to reach my limit. I love the green tinted ones. Thats my favorite color. 🍂

17. I miss my grandparents. My Pawpaw passed away a day before the original date of our wedding. Like I said awhile back, when it rains it pours! But he and my grandmother are in a better place, but oh how I miss and love to talk about them! The memories are precious! 

18. I love big earrings. That is all.

19. I love Kelidescoops (local ice cream store) Chocolate, Chocolate Kelida-chiller!!! Yum!!

20. Caramel Apples and Apple Farms, Apple Butter…yeah…nothing like it this time of year!

21. I’m an artist. As if you didnt know. 

22. I’m also a local photographer, in the Decatur/Huntsville/Rocket City, Alabama area.

23. I’ve eaten Calimari, Elk, Quail, Squirrel, scorpian, ants, crickets, Moose, Antelope, Aligator, Shark, Venison, Kangaroo, Rabbit and a bunch of other stuff…and it shows…But thats another story for another day.

24. I never got out of the awkward stage, or the clumsy stage.

25. I like chapstick over lipstick.

26. Sketcher’s Bob’s over Toms. For that price they could afford to give five pairs of shoes to someone in need. But, hey, what do I know? 

27. Local or made from home Coffee over Starbucks. Its, different if its a need, coffee can easilly be made from home. My mind and heart can’t give to a company that gives money to help keep the doors open of every clinic that purposely destroys the precious lives of sweet babies in their mommies wombs. There is a better way to make good coffee, I worked in a coffee shop for three years, come to my house, I will make you some for free just so you boycot Starbucks. But what do I know about it, I just know the heart breaking reality of loosing two babies to death, and how its something you can’t easily  get over no matter how they died. 

28. I love to crotchet. Not very good at it but I love it. 

29. I am an Essential oils, herb loving, natural using, clean eating, kinda gal.

30. I love vintage anything. 

31. I am currently enthralled in the Hunger Games series, once again and cant wait for the Part 2 to come to theaters. 

32. I love leaves and the many colors they change into.

33. I love kids. Truly. Which is why I cant give to businesses that I know who are helping mothers destroy their precious babies lives. Think about it, does your body really need that Frappicino? Ok I’m done.

34. I love giving gifts. To anyone.

..35 Kinsington Avenue and he lives at 5133! Did I mention my brain never stops? 

36. Lundry is my worst subject in the school of housework.

37. I love to cook and bake, but I never follow recipes very well. They are just guidelines anyway. 

38. I love books but I don’t read much. I cant stand the ending of stories. 

39. My Cameras. Canon Power shot, Canon Rebel XT and my current favorite, Canon Rebel T3i.

40. I love to sing. I used to dream of singing in a band. Like an Irish or blue grass band. I like singing both genres. 

42. We have lived here nearly three years with no internet. Thats gotta be some kind of reccord. 

43. I don’t wear purfume. I like my oils too much. 

44. I can quote the Princess Bride nearly by heart. The Emporers New Groove as well. 

45. Fall and Spring are my favorite seasons. 

46. We had a Dos Computer, and a printer with the little holes on the side that you had to pull off. 

47. I remember when CD’s and DVD’s first came out. I said, they would never work. Lol!

48. I remember when Ditgital Cameras first came out. Again I thought, no way!

49. I was planning to wear my mothers’ 70’s style wedding gown when I was younger. When I got married with, my shoes,  I was nearly a foot taller. No way. 

50. I shared my very first kiss at the alter with my husband. 

And thats a wrap, for now. My next post will be John Spencer’s birth story, part two. 

Thanks for reading, 


There is no in-between. {watch out this could get long}

Thank you my lovely fans for the great responses to my deactivating Facebook, post. As I was reading a couple other peoples blogs it hit me that a lot of my fans don’t really know anything about me. At least not well enough. I mean I have a few Facebook friends that read my blog from time to time, I guess, honestly I don’t really keep up with who reads my blog everyday. Other than those who faithfully comment or like it, and for that I am so very thankful! 😃 but most of you don’t know much about me as a person, for all you know I could be some crazy person escaped from… Well… Anywhere… Running loose posing as a sweet young lady, but truthfully, I’m nuts..I am nuts about…my husband, and many other great things, but like always, I’m getting ahead of myself, lets start with my distasteful side, or cooky side, shall we?

Pet Peeves: Cause, let’s face it, who doesn’t have a few? {No particular order.}

1. I am thankful God made me Dyslexic. But my pet peeve is God also made me with ADD/ADHD or most people think that means “day dreaming”. I kinda have to laugh when people say that, because, man, if you only knew! The struggle is real. And I mean really REAL!  
Let me explain myself. I read a blog post recently through Facebook, actually that I really wish I had saved. It explained everything about me to a tea, it almost freaked me out how accurate it really was. I never was diagnosed with this issue but always wondered about it, that article confirmed my suspicians. 

Here’s a good example of this day dreaming mindset. You must remember first and foremost, there is no in between. Its either hot outside or freezing cold, I either like you, or I don’t. I either love something or I hate or detest it. There is no in between. None. 

My brain never turns off…even when in shock….never..turns…off. Never. 

When I am talking to you, besides listening to you {cause you know I am capable of mutitasking, I may zone in and out for a few seconds here and there, because I am thinking of other things}, like the way your hair looks, or the….what in the world? how longs that been there {the food stuck in your teeth}? Or that strand of hair in your face is driving me nuts, can I push it out of the way for you? What did you say, chocolate, where? I enjoyed some coffee yesterday that reminded me of chocolate, it was creamy and frothy and made me feel warm and snuggly inside. Like a rainy day… Snuggling up to a good movie. Oh, I love those kinds of days, you said something about taking care of your horse? I love horses, but like every animal on the planet, they dont like me, which is so strange, cause I like them, I am just glad people are not like animals, or I would have no friends, which would be tragic….dont even get me started on tragedies, I will make you cry! 

You get the idea, like I said, my brain,! And people wonder why I am easily exhausted. Huh! Honestly, people without this kind of brain, don’t understand the meaning of the word exhausting. 

But anyway, moving on…

2. Pet Peeve: Road rage. I have it bad. Maybe because I know the drivers manual by heart. I mean, really, I mean after all, all of it was written by a genius, or simply someone who was aquainted with common sense. It’s really not that hard, like picking up a fork and eating with it. I’m not saying I am the queen of all drivers, I make mistakes everytime I get in my car. 
The blinker system is the worst. It is a fatal pet peeve! People!!! Use your blinker, that thing saves lives every single day. If people stopped using their blinkers, like everyone? You better bet natural selection takes over. Blinkers are so important. The moments I forget, how many moments God spared me from head on collisions, being T-boned, or side-whacked. Guardian Angels at serious work here. Stop being silly, use your blinker! 

Tail-gating!!!! Ahhhhh!!! 

This is one that I absolutely hate. Mainly because it is so stupid and just plain foolish. For one, if the person in front of you, has to hit on their breaks too fast, you are then the person responsible for the accident. Are you seriously in THAT much of a hurry? Seriously? Don’t blame other drivers for going the speed limit when you’re late for your important meeting, or what have you, simply leave earlier. 

Though some people do it because they dont understand plain and simple logic. But thats another story for another day. 

3. Pet Peeve: Guys with long fingernails. Yeah this is a stupid one, but ever since I was really young, I never understood why some guys grew their nails out. It really makes me cringe. I guess cause manly men don’t grow them out and they{manly men} always attracted me. But thats just me, don’t take it personally.

4. Pet Peeve: I hate that I am bad about finishing things, be it reading books, blogging about stuff, stories I’ve written, books that need to be published, housework that needs to be done {yes, I am like the thousands of women out there that stink at house work, probably because its never done, finished that is}. You know the saying, “a womans work is never done.” Yep, I can relate. That’s my life, not much gets finished. Unless I’m getting paid for it. 

5. Pet Peeve: Did I mention, I love sleep?  

Pretty much ever since I got Mono back in 2013, sleep has been screaming my name every single day. I hate that I love my sleep so much, because I end up wasting a whole day sleeping. I mean, when I had mono, I did sleep, for 2 1/2 months! I wanted to have the strength to stand at my brothers wedding. God allowed me to do that. Which I was thrilled. But sleep, has become a close friend ever since. Really I have loved it since I was a baby. My mother said I was the best baby and kid. Every time it was bedtime, I didn’t raise a rucus like my older brother, bedtime was my favorite time of the day. 

Still is. 

6.Pet Peeve: Along with being ADD/ADHD I hate that there is no in  between. I’m either freezing cold {which is probably the majority of the time} or sweating hot! I can sweat so easily, like just a minute go, I was sweating from walking up and down our driveway; walking!? I mean I ran a lil ways, but not far enough to sweat as much as I did. I was bit shocked. Oh well. Now I’m freezing. 😣😐

7.Pet Peeve: I’m extremely self conscious about my weight. I wish more than anything, I didn’t care so much. But that’s my trouble, I either care, or I don’t, there is no in-between. But partly I am thankful I care, cause franly, I would be much bigger than I am if I didn’t care. Trust me, I would be. 

8:Pet Peeve: I hate that I have so many pet peeves. 

9.Pet Peeve: I’m the world’s worst speller and the world’s worst student in grammar. Trust me, I am. 

10.Pet Peeve: Clutter. It’s distasteful. My house is full of it most days. Drives me nuts. But do I do anything about it? Not right away, I have to think about it first, which will most likely result in a conversation with myself which will most likely take an hour or more which may be won over by Mr. Sandman. And when the sleepies go away and my mind is fully functional to the thought of it all, it will get done, even if it takes me all night. When I’m in focus mode, it will get done. Unless you interupt or hinder that mode in some way… No can do, “You threw off my groove!!” 

11.Pet Peeve: Food that tastes awful. Food is a big part of my life, I went to school to learn how to cook, like a chef. Food that tastes like garbage is seriously heart wrenching to me. Ok maybe I’m being a lil overly dramatic. But seriously, healthy food doesn’t have to taste like garbage. Nuff said. 

12.Pet Peeve: People that spell my name wrong. Everyday of my life. People, if you don’t know just ask. Even my SSN card had it wrongly spelled, I mean c’mon, they have to see your birth certificate to be able to get one. Silly crazy people. Katie is a nickname for KathARine. Not ERine. A-R…you know, like my favorie gun. Or was that an AK-47? Whatever. 

13.Pet Peeve: People that don’t dicipline their children. Or worse, let them play video games all day. Whatever happened to playing outside all day long in the summer? We had video games too. But my mother only allowed us to play 30min each day and 2 30min tv shows. No more. Sometimes for school we would get to watch a movie at lunch time but very rarely. 
Diciplining kids… Don’t even get me started. 

14.Pet Peeve: People that dont like coffee or hot teas. If you don’t, then I’m sorry we cant be friends. 

15.Pet Peeve: People that take me too seriously. Very rarely am I not being sarcastic. So just be aware. 

16.Pet Peeve: I am partially deaf. My left ear I am completely deaf in that ear. Its become a major struggle. Especially now that I am older. It drives me nuts when I cant hear people talk. I’m slowly learning to read lips but in loud background noisy situations it breaks my heart I cant hear people talk, and if I try to explain to them my issue they think, I’m not serious. But when they realize its true, they look at me like I have two heads. 😐

 17.Pet Peeve: I dislike cats and most dogs very much. Probably because we had so many growing up. Now, give me a pig or a sheep, it will be my best friend! Or chickens, I would love to have chickens! But cats are evil and most dogs are stupid. But if I had to choose I would choose a dog over a cat anyday of the week. And someday, whenever we have kids, we will have a dog or two. But no cats, and no animals in the house. I do like dogs, even though I say I dont. So dont take me too seriously. 

18.Pet Peeve: People that let their animals come in the house. Both of our parents do this, we don’t understand this, the house gets dirty enough. Why? Oh well. Maybe if I had an actual house and not a tiny lil trailer I might could understand. 

19.Pet Peeve: Writing my blog posts from my phone. If you only knew how slow and tideous this kind of work was. And proof reading, adding pictures, correcting spelling errors, excessively slow typing or bad connections, its frustrating and exhausting. But its now my only way to get it done. 

20.Pet Peeve: Tiny living spaces and small kitchens. Or living in a tiny trailer. I love where we live but wish our trailer was more liveable. Having two people in the house is tollerable, more than three makes me almost closterphobic. Its just too small for entertaining. But maybe someday that will all change. 

21.Pet Peeve: I wish that I was more grateful than I am. Something I’ve been working on. 
Well, I better quit while I’m still ahead. My more positive side will come out either tomorrow or sometime this weekend. We will see. 

Do you have many pet peeves? Would love to hear from you! 
Have a great day, y’all! 


5 Reasons I deactivated my Facebook account 

Hi my fellow fans! I’m sorry its been awhile since I’ve written. I have been super busy doing my annual “spring cleaning” but at the beginning of fall {Autumn}. 


I try do a thorough job every six months, simply because it takes awhile usually a couple weeks to throw away stuff we dont use or we bought for whatever reason, we still are unsure of? Lol! So I apologize on my lack of writing. 

This week, hubby is starting new work hours and will have to work Saturdays, so our planned wedding anniversary trip to the mountains looks like it wont happen. Sadly. I was looking forward to it, but we may go hunting together down in south Alabama instead, which if I get a deer this year, will be extra-ordinary! It’s kinda on my bucket list to get one! I almost got an 8 point last year but his rear was in my scope view, so that wouldn’t have made a very clean cut, but at least I could have said I got one! 😊 I’m hoping this year to actually get one, and save the antlers for a project. 
But anyway, enough about hunting. Many of  my friends asked me why I chose to deactivate my Facebook account. There are several reasons why, but I will just share five. 

1. It’s become an obsession or an idol.

When I get involved in stuff, if I don’t watch it enough it later becomes an obsession for me. This can be a good thing and it can be a bad thing, depending on its purpose. 

If it has to do with your health, obviously its a good thing to be obsessed with wanting to stay healthy, after all our bodies are God’s temples, we should strive to take care of them. But having a Facebook is not always healthy. Especially if it hinders you from spending time with the one who created you. 

The Lord tells us to tear such things from our view, these idols that take over our lives. Like my first Instagram picture on my Instagram account, the very first one I ever posted said something like, “if it takes you away from God, then it needs to go.” That is so true. Anything that takes you away from your duties as a Christian, then it needs to go. And Facebook has become a hinderance from things that are true and real. Things that are simply important. 

2. I’ve become lazy.

Ever since the loss of our second son, Isaac, I have noticed I’ve become lazy in most areas where I should be growing. 

Along with growth in grace and daily devotions, I have been shirking my duties of being a “keeper of the home”. I have grown lazy in keeping up my house. Women of old, regardless of times of the day, their husbands would bring visitors over for supper or what have you and since they were keepers of the home, their houses were in entertaining mode, always. 

I remember a quote I read by Elisabeth Elliot once, that said, “Always leave your home, as if it were your last time to see it.” That is so convicting. Never leave your home looking like a pigsty, it maybe the last time you see it. You dont want your neighbors coming in after you’re gone seeing the state its in, how embarrassing that would be! What would they think of you then? These are things I have been neglecting as a wife, Facebook isnt helping me grow, but hindering me. 

3. Seasons of Life are changing for everyone. 

One of my best friends awhile back told me before either of us were married, she said, “Katie, my grandmother told me, there will come a day when it seems engagements and weddings are the fashion. Then everyone will be getting pregnant. Then, busy homeschooling or raising their kids. Then, the day will come the kids are grown and hobbies and traveling will be the trend and then, you’ll hear of your friends dying… Thats the hardest of all.” Not to be morbid or grim, but she has such a good point. Dont waste time dreaming of what could be, do what only needs to be done now. Take time to enjoy life and its wonderful pleasures. Whatever season of life you are in, just know the God who sees and knows all things, has a great plan for you! Just wait! You’ll see. 

I used to use Facebook as a means to keep up with everyone in my life. But since the death of our boys, its starting to get harder for me to look on Facebook when countless others are sharing the joys of the plus signs on their pregnancy tests. I am more than happy for each one of them, every child is a blessing and should be celebrated, but when you’ve lost two in childbirth it really gets hard to stay focused on the positive. It’s hard to keep your hurting heart and thoughts bottled up inside, without spilling them out for all the world to see. Especially, when the whole world is rejoicing over that plus sign. I am aquainted with that thrill, too, followed by twice in sorrow. So its hard to stay focused on things that are true and real. Simply, good. 

Facebook served its purpose in bringing hubby and I together, its time to move on because the crying fests after every posts that I read, its only going to get harder. 

I need more time to heal. And hubby does, too.

4. Lost communication…

People {including myself} rely far too much on fb for communication purposes. I am a guilty resident of this known factor. There was a day and age when people wrote letters to communicate, then there was phone calls… Now its the FB age. 
Maybe I’m just old school but I still enjoy talking on the phone. I love hearing peoples voices. I don’t understand why this is becoming a dead trend with many of my own friends. Its so sad, everything has to be in text. I do like the Facetime feature thats now on my phone. I have never actually done it but I would love to someday!  
Meeting with people is almost impossible now a days. Everyone is so busy. But I reckon, thats everyones life these days. But then again, I wonder if people unplugged more, how busy would they actually be? Hmmm? Might be a good challenge for us all. 

5. I miss my blog. 

I have been having major blogging withdrawals. I miss it. And if I have too, then my phone will become my avenue, my source. From which all juices flow. Normally, I write from my computer but in order to get this post up, {in which I posted too soon, one other reason I hate doing it from my phone}, I used my phone, because I didn’t think i could let another day go by without posting. I’m loosing sleep over it, but like a dear friend used to say, you can sleep when you’re dead. 😜 

I miss my encouraging fans, and hearing from you all! 

I believe that about wraps it up! 

From my phone to yours!


{P.S. I may get back on Facebook someday, never say never, but for now, I’m actually enjoying my freedom and getting so much done!} ❤️

A Fluffy Chocolate Cloud (Quick Chocolate Buttercream Frosting)

This is seriously a no brainer.  Anyone that can turn on a mixer or use a hand mixer can do this!  And the results are pretty well amazing! 🙂

To be used with your favorite cake, or The SUPER Moist Chocolaty, Chocolate cake, I posted yesterday! So here ya go, and you’re welcome! 🙂


Note: Don’t do what I do, read all the way down to the bottom of the directions, I usually challenge myself, and skip the direction part…don’t do that… read all the way down. 😉



3-5 cups of Confectioner’s sugar

1 1/2 sticks of butter, soft (not quite melted) or room temp.

3/4-1 cup of unsweetened cocoa powder (depends on how chocolaty you want it)

a little milk, if needed (but just a little)

1 TBSP of Vanilla Extract


Mix all the wet ingredients first until creamy and then add the dry ingredients (Except the confectioner’s sugar) to meet your consistency needs. I like to think, light fluffy clouds… yum! Chocolate clouds to be exact! Add the milk, if you need it, otherwise, leave it out.

If for some reason my recipe is inaccurate, add more or use less of the ingredients above. Recipes are just guidelines, expand your horizon’s a little. Have fun with it. Cook like a tv pro.




Finding Joy! (Part 2) (or John Spencer’s Birth Story, Part 1)

  John Spencer’s, one year birthday is coming up early next month, and sadly I still haven’t had the strength to write his amazing story! I think, every child is deserving of their birth story, to be told.  I never tire of telling his story in person. Its time to write it out, to those of you that don’t live close. or don’t know me. I pray God uses it to bless your heart, who knows, you maybe going through the same losses as my husband and I are.  This is for you!.

Its amazing what God did for us during that very difficult time in our life. He gave us so much joy, it was almost too overwhelming.  He answered so many of our prayers in times of much suffering.

Grab a box of tissues.  I know I will be. Many prayers go up while I type… so hard, but yet, I know ’twill be rewarding if it touches at least one person. God is good.

Where to begin?  I think I shall start with the ultrasound.  It was Tuesday, September 2nd, 2014.  We walked into the ultrasound room, Hubby and I. Super thrilled and excited, it was the day we were to find out if baby #1 was a boy or girl! 🙂 Being our first as you can imagine we were beyond excited… although, in spite of what everyone was saying (except my dad), I knew it was going to be a boy.  You know how you just have that feeling? Yeah, I did. But I would have been fine with a girl, I just knew I wanted what my hubby wanted, and I had prayed a ton for a boy.  Just like Hannah in the Bible. Those verses were giving me hope.

Sure enough as soon as the nurse turned on the screen, there “it” was, our assumptions had been final! Yay!! It’s a beautiful baby boy! Wow, God is so good to answer our hearts desires, isn’t He?

Watching him roll about on the screen was truly miraculous. I think every first mom should get an ultrasound. Truly. It is one of the best decisions we ever made! Since we never got to see our boys, roll about in person, to see them jumping about on the screen, was truly breath taking! (No, we didn’t have twins, we had Isaac, another time. His story, later).

I am so thankful for those times in the Ultrasound room. It was truly amazing.. I did have to cry a little, just watching on the screen, “That’s my baby! That’s MY baby!! We made this!! God made this!! Wow!!” Happy tears! 🙂 If you haven’t felt the awe and awesomeness of it, you will, trust me, it’s an incredible experience, like no other!

We got to the car with a load of pictures from the ultrasound. We were going to do something cool on how to tell our parents, but we were just too excited, so I called my mom on the way home, and Spencer overheard her cries of “OH!!! I’m SO HAPPY for y’all!!” “I KNEW it had to be a boy!!” (well, she went back and forth, but who cares?” lol!) 😉

Then after telling all my siblings that live at home and my Dad, Spencer called his parents and they were super excited as well!

Everything was going great, until it happened.  That moment when everything changed, from good to traumatic.  For me, its always been, “When it rains, it pours.” no sprinkles… always pours. But when things like this happen, the pouring rain comes, it teaches me so much about what it means to be patient and to let go, and let God, to trust God fully, no matter what. Psalm 27:14 is truly a life verse for me, “Wait on the Lord and be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart. Wait, I say, on the Lord.”

I was tired one afternoon around 2 o’clock Saturday, September 6th, 2014. So I took a nap.  Spencer was out dove hunting with a friend, so I was alone, at home. Around 4 o’clock I woke up with a start, and hurriedly jolted up and soon as that happened, something felt as though it popped, like a thick bubble, “down there” and liquid, gushed out.  All I could think was, “Oh Lord Jesus, please don’t let it be that!” I grabbed my cell phone as I ran to the bathroom and called Spencer and told him what had happened, I was shaking from head to toe and so scared, I didn’t know what else to do. I sat in the bathroom as water continuously gushed out every few seconds.  Spencer told me to call my midwife, for whom I was planning on using for my birth.  *I was 21 weeks that day, btw*.

To make a long story short, I started bleeding down there, and Spencer got home to rush me to the ER at the Huntsville Hospital.  That’s where we had planned to give birth if there were any complications. That was just a precaution, I didn’t think that would actually happen to me. My family doesn’t have much of a history for losing children, except for my grandmother, I later found out.


This drawing tells it all. We waited in the Woman’s Center for nearly 2 hours, waiting and praying, crying and scared, not knowing what to expect? The nurse came in with a portable ultrasound, rolling the big machine into the room, blocking the screen view from my sight. A worrisome mother, like I was, wondering why they do that sort of thing? Keeping me in suspense is not going to help me right now.

Spencer watched the screen with tears in his eyes, but trying to be strong for me, watched while our baby barely moved.  All the amino acid was gone, he was not floating around, but laying flat on his back, I managed to sit up so I could see the screen, too.

About 30 minutes later our OB/GYN wheeled himself into the room on a little tricycle thingy. Poor man, had broken his leg falling into an Orchestra Pit. I know right? Bless his heart.

He told me, our baby was doing ok, his heart rate was slowly going down, but he was breathing and alive. He told us our options. We could either stay in the hospital and do everything we could to keep our John Spencer, alive by putting me on bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy (about 19 weeks), and keeping me on strong medication and fluid to help heal the sac by adding fluid to it in hopes it will seal back up and baby, will be ok.  Although, the doctor said, he would most likely have lung issues and be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.


We could go home and try the above from home.

He let us go home to talk about it and pray about it. So we did.

That’s when I got your beautiful text, Lacey! That you and Nathan had gotten engaged! God knew, I needed more than anything to hear good news that horrible trying night! Yes, its the little things that are truly the Big things. I thank you again, for that, girl! 🙂

We both got home with heavy hearts, and it was so hard to keep the tears from flowing. It’s so hard, even now. All my hopes and dreams were crushed all in one single blow. “Why, Lord? Why me? Please, what have I done? Did I really mess up somewhere? Did I not love you, enough?” Was all that was running through my feeble mind.

What I couldn’t understand at the time was, God does not in anyway, form or fashion, does NOT punish His people for whom He loves. No amount of neglecting Him or His word, or not loving Him like we should when we have backslidden from Him, does He love us any less. NO, He loves us, no matter what.  He took our punishment on the cross.  He does chastise us from time to time, to get our attention away from ourselves, and onto Him. But He won’t punish us, He has already paid for that punishment, it is finished!  Everything that happens is for His mysterious plan and purpose. Nothing escapes Him, not even the death of a sparrow.

He loves me, no matter what!

When we got home, it was 3 in the morning (Sunday, September 7th, 2014) Spencer went on to bed, and I couldn’t sleep, a mommy can never sleep when they know their baby is in danger. I kissed hubby goodnight (good morning), and took my Sword (Bible) in hand and knelt down beside the couch to plead with my Heavenly Father. Tears streaming down my face I asked God for healing. That God would do a miracle for my baby, and through his testimony, people would be saved!  I also prayed, if God already decided to take my baby home early, that He would give Spencer and I much grace, hope and peace through it all, that He would give us the peace that passeth all understanding. (Philippians 4:7) That hope and promise that God was going to work everything out for our good,(Romans 8:28) for we loved Him and believe we are called according to HIS purposes.

I asked God, if this is what He willed for us, that He would not make us bitter and angry, or depressed. I had seen this in others and I didn’t want that for me. I didn’t want to be that way. I wanted to show people, that I still love the Lord, and I glorify Him even in the bad times. Though, I’m not perfect by any means, I know I  fail in that area, and I know I have many times.

I also didn’t want to be found envying other women for having children, like I had seen in others who had gone through baby losses.  I didn’t want to be angry at anyone who was joyed in having a little one. Every life is precious and should be celebrated! I didn’t want to be like the norm.  I wanted to stand out and be different, to glorify God by being happy for all my lovely gifted friends.  But I confess, I am not perfect, I have felt this way, I have hurt in this way, that’s when I know I need to keep my hands busy and not worry about everything that is going on around me. To focus on the true and real, what I need to do now.  Congratulate them, and pray for them.

I had literally prayed those things over and over again to, Jesus, until about 8am, I went to the bedroom where my hubby was sleeping, and woke him up. We prayed together and cried large heavy tears.  Spencer told me, he cried himself to sleep. That man, never cries. I had only seen him cry twice, before all this happened. When he gave his first hug to me, after he asked me to marry him and when we said, “I do” on our wedding day.

We both decided it best to call our parents first. I called my mom, it was around 9am, when I called. That was seriously the hardest phone call of my life.  I have never heard my mother cry like that, its hard for me, so hard. The memories flood in. I remember her pleading with God as I told her everything. Spencer couldn’t listen anymore, He had to go outside. He called his mom and told her.

I took a nap, for I knew it wouldn’t be a good idea for me to go to church today. At around 1:30pm I started having indigestion, or at least I thought it was. I didn’t think anything of it at first, it just felt like the indigestion I had had all week. They started to get closer together and more in number. I called for Spencer and he came and he called my midwife and she told us to get to the hospital as soon as possible, that wasn’t indigestion, I was in labor!

I need a break, so forgive me. This is a lot to rehash. I will have to take it in strides, as it comes to me. Thank you for reading.  I hope its a blessing to you, though, I know it’s not finished.

In Christian Love,


The SUPER Moist Chocolaty, Chocolate Cake!

YUM! Doesn’t that title just make you start drooling at the thought? MMM! Everyone loves a good moist chocolate cake, am I right?

Well you can thank, my friend, Kimi, for asking for this amazing recipe! I love you, Kimi! We share a common bond for yummy chocolate cake!


Doesn’t that look amazing? My mouth is watering already! So here ya go, you chocolaty loving friends!

Serves:12     Cooking TIme: 35 minutes    Preheat Oven:350*


1 3/4 cups All-Purpose flour

2 cups sugar

3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

1 1/2 tsp baking soda

3/4 tsp of salt

2 eggs

1 cup of buttermilk (or substitute by adding 1 TBSP white vinegar in a cup then filling rest with milk, let stand 5 min until thickened).

1/2 cup butter, melted

1 TBSP vanilla extract

1 cup hot coffee (or 2 tsp instant coffee in one cup of boiling water)

Prep: Preheat oven to 350*/ Grease and flour 2, 9″ baking pans (or line with parchment paper) and set aside.


In a large mixing bowl of a standing mixer (or a hand mixer will do, that’s what I used), stir together flour, sugar, cocoa, baking soda and salt. Add eggs, buttermilk, melted butter and vanilla extract and beat until smooth (about 3 min). Remove bowl from stand mixer and add hot coffee, with a rubber spatula.  The batter will be VERY runny. Pour batter evenly in prepared pans.


Bake on middle rack in oven for about 35 minutes until toothpick inserted in the center and comes out clean with a few crumbs.

Allow it to cool 15 minutes in pans. Then place the cakes out of the pans on wire rack (or I used paper towels, cause I ain’t that fancy).  Cool for an additional 20 minutes.

Ice your cake and enjoy! Here’s a recipe for a super easy quick chocolate buttercream frosting. Its so yum! 🙂 Note: Drink with a Huge glass of milk. You will need it! 🙂

Bon Appétit,


Finding Answers…Finding Joy! (Part 1)


 So many things have happened since I was last on here. Wow. Has it really been a year since I started this blog? At least that’s what WordPress tells me. It doesn’t seem like that long. I apologize to those who were waiting for the next post, but I have been having so much writer’s block, I feel sometimes I’m living in a fog, and its hard to see, what to say, or how to say it.  I’m hoping just blogging as I can, and when I have time to, will remedy that and help me in that area.

As you can see, I am so bad about starting something and never finishing it. So, I am definitely behind on some things.

The  “Artist Challenge” for instance,  I believe I made it too hard for me. I haven’t picked up a paint brush in several months, sadly. Photography {KatieMillerPhotograpy} has been my lot these days. But its a very good lot. I’m muchly thankful for, for those of them that used me for different kinds of photo shoots. I love taking pictures. Its one of my favorite past times these days.

Anyway, enough about all that.  I am so sorry my blogging got pushed aside, but life goes on and I’m sure y’alls lives have been doing the same.


We previously lost another little one, in May. May 1st, 2015 to be exact, so I have been recovering from all that. I will admit, it was easy at first, mainly cause I had accepted it the first time I landed in the hospital.  But as time goes by, it seems to get harder and harder.  And you really hope that this one will be the one that lives after birth, only to find you’ve landed in the hospital again, this time longer, trying to simply keep your baby alive long enough to save him and keep him breathing till he can breathe on his own.  But for whatever reason, God took him home early as well.  Yes, our little Isaac Solomon, reached those pearly gates without us and before us, just like his older brother, John Spencer.  I know there is a reason, and I am trusting God knows best for us. But it is still so hard and so delicate a topic, for both of us.

I had so much hope build up that this one was going to live outside the womb. The baby I was going to get to take home, and take care of.  But the first time we went to the hospital, when I was dehydrated, I knew, this baby was not going to stay in. I knew in my heart of hearts, he would not live for very long. But more than anything, I was going to fight for him. Yes, I loved him that much. And still do.

I really couldn’t sit down and write, anything for awhile.  Not in my journal or in anything else. That’s really not like me at all.  I feel so much, writing is what I do when I am hurting or super happy.

Some of you asked what it is that makes me lose my children.  I have what they call an incompetent cervix.


What that means, is I can’t keep my baby in my womb for very long on its own. When I reach a certain point in time (Usually around 21-22 weeks) I go into labor too soon.  As the baby grows and gets heavier (Even though 1lb isn’t really that heavy) it can’t go any heavier so it opens too soon.  When I was in the hospital that first time, when I had gotten dehydrated, the nurse checked me and sure enough I was 1 cm open.  There are a lot of woman that go through this same thing, some don’t have a clue that’s what is causing them to have an early birth.  My body thinks its going into labor so my water breaks too early and boom I’m having a baby.

I know, I’m not explaining that very well, but I’m no doctor, that’s just how I understand it to be. My body can’t hold my babies in, past 22 weeks. So next time, I will have to get what they call a Cervical cerclage What it is, is basically a surgical stitch they will put in my cervix at around 12-14 weeks and when I get to be about 34-36 weeks, they will go in and cut the stitch and it should allow me to go into labor asap or may be extended to 40 weeks. I’m just so thankful there is a procedure I can go through to allow me to have a baby, (Lord willing), one I can hold and take care of outside the womb.

And if that doesn’t work, they have one last way, and that is to tie up my cervix and have my babies through C-Sections.

That last part has always been something I have looked down on, something, I admit I never thought was true blue, “Having a baby”. But then again, I had never went through either one, and honestly, I think its no different now, than getting an epidural, both make your birth “easier” in a sense, but the recovery is nothing to look down on.

I understand, all women want their birth to be as painless as possible.  My births, were just as painful I am sure, maybe a slight more gentler, but still painful. And size really has nothing to do with labor. I realized that when I was in labor with Isaac for 5 straight days. I’m no hero by any means. More than anything I wanted the pain from the contractions to go away, ASAP!!

But, I kept fighting for Isaac to stay alive and by God’s Grace I was able to endure the hard contractions and breathe through each one, with ease.  Thank the Lord for Essential Oils, that kept my mind sane and my prayers, asking God to help me through each hard contraction.


But I really have more of an appreciation for women that have had to go through C-Sections, not by choice but by saving a life.  That is kinda what we are trying so desperately to do. Save a life. Giving birth whether, vaginally, or C-section isn’t something to sneeze at. Both have their good and not so great points. The good being, Saving the life, and the bad, the recovery, can be harder on your body depending on what your body can endure.

Lord willing, in a few weeks we go and see a Specialist to get more answers on the 10th of September. So for those of you who have been following our story, via Facebook or Instagram and/or who have been praying for us, we would appreciate more prayers that more of our questions would be answered.

This road is not easy and we definitely need your prayers and encouragements.  We have received so much already!  And we are so appreciative.

*Hopefully I will post my next installment as I find the time*.

God Bless!



To Ask or Not To Ask? (What to say or not to say to those who’ve been through a Stillbirth or Baby Loss)…

This in particular has been on my heart to share. There are so many hurting hearts out there who have lost sweet children. These are just from my own experience, that I want to share with you, that you might be a shinning light to someone who you may know personally who is hurting.

We all need help on knowing what to say to people who are hurting, and what not to say, we are human, after all and we are inquisitive when it comes to baby deaths.  Sometimes we overstep our bounds, and say/ask too much.  I truly wish that I had known these things back before we had our stillbirth.

…Things You Should Never Say/Ask/Do to a Couple Who Have Been Through a Stillbirth (My Own Thoughts From My Own Experience)


1.   Never say, “Oh you’re still young, you can still have many more.”

You have no idea how tragic that sounds to a mother or father who have witnessed losing a child they never got to know, and to tell them, they can have many more is like, trying to excuse the fact this was a child and he was loved very much. To dismiss that he was human and that we cared for his lil life and that we can quickly dismiss that and go onto trying to fill up that void with another child as if the first never existed.

2.  Never ask, “What happened?” Unless you know for a fact they are strong people and they have shared their story with others.


Be aware that when you ask those two words “What happened?” what most people don’t realize they are asking more of them, maybe things they don’t wish to share. You are asking to open up to a subject that has been a nightmare to them, a dream they can never awaken from.  You are asking them to reveal a painful subject that they may not be ready to share with you, especially if you are not a close friend.  A friend that is present on a weekly/monthly basis, maybe. If they are willing to share you their story, they may tell you without hesitation or they may pause and say, I’m not ready to go down that road just yet. It’s too fresh in their mind and sometimes it’s best to keep those thoughts to their self. Everyone grieves differently.

3.  Never, I say NEVER joke about getting pregnant, like say on April Fools day, a popular day for such pranks.


Never ever joke about being pregnant, or pretend with a (Just Kidding) on a pregnancy stick.  I know this has nothing to do with a Still Birth but it must be said, too many people out there hurt people as it is, some people after going through a traumatic time with stillbirth, its hard on your body and it takes a bit more time to heal and possibly get pregnant again.  Someone who has lost a baby doesn’t need to see on social media that someone is joking about getting pregnant. It’s not funny and you’re hurting yourself far more than those who can’t conceive again.  It hurts enough that we lost a true love baby, don’t make it worse by making light of something so deep. Something you can’t understand unless you’ve been there or know of someone who has been there. Be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another.

4.  Never say, “Maybe you should look into this further.”


First off, that’s a pretty personal question, not many people feel comfortable sharing.  Who knows, they maybe looking into it already, you just don’t know it. Especially if it happened more than once.  If so, let them figure it out. But most likely, they are trusting in the Lord and how much more should we do the same, if they are?

5.  Never talk about the baby and then turn around and say, “on a lighter note…”


Who knows? Maybe talking about their baby-loss is a comfort to them and to say this can result in tears. Be cautious with newly wounded creatures. They are frail and hurting, try to be considerate of their feelings.

6.  Never say, “I’m so sorry you had to go through this.”


I had so many people tell me this and I would try to tell them, “It’s ok. The Lord is in control.”  And He is.  For me, these words were discouraging and I wished more than anything people would have said, “Im sorry for your LOSS”, because he was, a loss, to acknowledge that my baby was a person and great loss; not that I had to go through this? Truly, it’s a painful experience, and I too, would never wish it on anyone, but if God is trying to get ahold of someone’s heart and mind, then sometimes losing a baby is a way to bring people to the cross, to trusting Him again, to finding peace and comfort in and through, Him.  Remember we serve a jealous God who wants ALL of our love, not just a little bit here and there.  If a baby loss is all that it takes to bring people back to Jesus, then I say, its God’s will and best for them.  If they are trusting the Lord to see them through and they are finding peace, this phrase is not a comfort to the sojourner who is seeking and finding their peace and comfort in God’s love, but rather a hindrance, telling them you’re sorry, they had to go through it when they know, it was God’s will. Telling them I’m sorry for your loss, is far better to hear than saying God’s will is not best and I’m sorry God chose the wrong way for you. That’s why its so discouraging when people couldn’t except that it was God’s will for us to go through this.  If we are finding peace and comfort in our loss, shouldn’t you who haven’t lost a baby or maybe you have, but haven’t found that peace that passeth all understanding, how much more should you trust God too, if those that have, do. Plus, after going through this loss, I am closer to the Lord than I ever have been in my whole Christian Life!  I am thankful, but it still hurts. **

…Things You Should Say/Ask/Do to a Couple Who Have Had a Stillbirth

  1. Please say, “I am praying for you and your husband.” Not only say, but do!


You’re not being nosey but rather being a comfort, you’re not asking a lot of complicated personal questions but rather taking initiative to encourage and lift them up when they feel so down.  You have no idea how comforting it is to know people are praying for you and love you tenderly and dearly! They would never wish to hurt you in this trying time, and I know no one ever meant to hurt me with their questions, but when people put aside the questions and simply told me they have been praying, it is such a HUGE comfort and you don’t have to rehash the painful experiences all over again.

**For me, I do share my story, from time to time, mainly because I have accepted it as God’s will and have found true peace and comfort, because of God’s love and strength, (I am weak, and He is strong!) if I can help someone else with my story, and encourage them, then by God’s grace He will sustain me and help me tell my story, the way He sees fit. Though I will admit I’m not quite ready to type it out for my blog, I may never be fully ready for that, cause I don’t want people to see it as a “good story” but rather an encouragement to those hurting and those that haven’t found that peace yet.**

2.  If you have had a child loss in the past and you are ready to share with others, I say, share it.


I don’t know how many people, young women and older women alike, even men, came to me and told me their stories, boldly.  One by one, they came and shared story after story, some even wrote me handwritten letters, snail mail and some called me on the phone. You have no idea what a blessing sharing your story can mean to those hurting and to see, you too, trusting in our Saviour’s love and strength! It is so refreshing to know, you are not alone, but you have friends who have been there or close, or have lost through miscarriage or other baby deaths. A baby loss is hard to go through, but if you have friends who have been through it also, then the loss doesn’t seem as hard to go through cause you have friends backing you up in prayer, daily even!

3.   Be Present!


You have no idea what it means to us who have lost to have faithful friends that daily encourage us and remind us of God’s love through just being present, whether it’s a simple card in the mail to let them know you are thinking of them and praying for them. (Something I wish very much to do for others, who have lost). Call them on the phone if you have their number if you don’t live close. You have no idea what a phone call can do to a person, an art not many use anymore, except to pay bills.  Texting and private messages are the in thing, not that that’s bad, just not very emotional and personal. Listening to someone’s voice is more pleasant than a simple text message or private message. And of course if you live close, be present, in person is far better than any of them!

4.  Along with being present, Ask them if you can do anything for them!


I had so many friends from church and family come over to “check on me” which was a blessing and I guess I admit I miss very much! I don’t get to spend time with people that much so anytime I get to see friends or spend time with them I try to snatch up any opportunity I can!  I enjoyed having families come do my laundry, watch a movie with me, give me Starbucks, send me flowers and SHOWER me with cards of encouragement! I have no idea how many cards I got and flowers! Wow! What a blessing indeed!!  People from church showered me and Spencer with wonderful things to eat! We are so blessed to have so many that care and love us! I am still overwhelmed at the thought of it all!

5.  Give them a hug.


Have you ever felt depressed or down and someone whom you love grabs you and gives you the biggest hug and lets you cry on their shoulder?! Wow!! I seriously have some of the sweetest friends! Give them a hug, cause it is the best form of telling someone you love them and that they are in your prayers! It’s a gesture that means more than just “Hi how are you?” I’ve even had strangers come up to me and hug me and thank me for being so strong! (It’s not me! It’s all the Lord!)

6.   Be an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry upon and a hand to hold, someone once said.


No need for words, just listen.  Share your shoulder and make your arms feel welcoming and safe, sometimes they need to hold a hand, a great opportunity for you to pray for them right there, out loud.

And lastly, “…just LOVE them like Jesus, carry them to Him, this will get easy, this burden is light, you don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions…Just love them like Jesus!” –Casting Crowns

Have you had a baby-loss? Recently, or in the past? Do you have things to add to this list? Please share so others can know that haven’t been through this, can know what not to say, and what to say. Thank you for reading! God bless!

The Day I said “I Do”. (Part 3 of Our Wedding Story)


I know this is normally a day I don’t post, but unfortunately I had a super busy week and was rearranging the house to and fro and finally got it back to normal. Finally! And I have been doing lots of “Spring Cleaning” in my kitchen thanks to Hubby who bought me some awesome new shelves! So thankful! I did managed to place a huge box of stuff together to donate to the Hannah House. Stuff I never use.

Anyhoo, now back to the day I said ‘I do’.


Okay, so the above picture? I must comment, (No, my hubby isn’t a nerd, he held his pants up like I held my skirt up). But the search for the perfect Red Shoes and the Perfect White dress is OVER! All my life I had looked for these two things!! And I found them in like a week of each other! So thankful!


So, That moment everyone was waiting for, was quickly approaching…









I love photographs, don’t you?



My two amazing brothers and the other guys did such a beautiful job on the music! It was PERFECT. 🙂



Eagerly waiting for his bride, the bridegroom and our Pastor.


I am so glad my brother was able to capture this face! Love him!


Yay!! Here I is, with my Daddy!


My Dad gave me away with a “goodbye” kiss after pulling way the veil from my face! Goodbye to my childhood and upbringing, to my single womanhood, goodbye to his “lil girl”.




We had a friend read The Marriage Prayer.


When we both said, “I Do”.


The importance of the sand being poured into the jar is, not just two people coming together with vows of this and that, but being married means for life, putting on those rings, saying I do, for better for worse, in sickness and in health, means, for real, we will stay together no matter what. Just as this glass of tiny pieces of different colored sand cannot be separated, neither can we, because we are one, just as we are one in Christ, we are one in Holy Matrimony, forever, till death do us part. Literally.


And there ya have it! Our First Kiss! Wow!! Talk about AMAZING!! Closing your eyes is the best, because when you share it with a crowd, they seem to magically disappear! My head felt as though it was spinning out of control, not sure if it was hunger affects or simple bliss from my first kiss! All I know, is it was all worth the 28 year wait!


“May I now introduce you to, the new, Mr. and Mrs. Spencer Miller”.


One of my favorite “kisses”. I sure do love him.



Then we signed our lives to be officially, official.


Never Be Shaken.

With Christ in the Middle our marriage cannot be shaken.


I love Autumn!


I love food, too! Lol! No, seriously, I can remember being SO HUNGRY!


And boom, like that, we were ready to greet and eat! 😉


Isn’t that one of the most impressive grooms cakes you ever saw? And I heard it was delicious, too! Sadly, we didn’t get a taste, but it sure looked amazing! (Sarah Bearden, is amazing!!)


This was delicious! Pumpkin Spice with cream cheese frosting always is!



Yeah, I couldn’t resist… “nice” lil me can be mean. 😉


But then again he can, too. 😉


Silly us!




I will admit this is an awesome photo, but I forgot one thing in this photo, I forgot to assign someone to my bouquet to toss! Yes!! I forgot toss my bouquet to strategically toss towards my lil  sister! lol Oh well!





I guess no one got the memo that Spencer likes Sundrop over Mtn Dew.


And we are living happily ever after…

Hope y’all enjoyed Our Wedding Story.

Thanks for reading.


Wedding Date: November 24th, 2012, and December 8th, 2012…



The Day I Married My Best Friend (Part 2 of Our Wedding Story)

Today marks two full months of when my sweet baby John Spencer, left this world as soon as he entered it, now, he is whole and complete and safe in the Arms of Jesus. Its hard to believe it has been two months, since I held my lil 1lb 1oz baby boy in my arms. I’m thankful for those sweet and precious 21 weeks and one day he was in my womb and the two days we got to sit and hold his precious frail body. Not many mothers have that privilege and I find myself truly grateful for that short time of holding him and know even while holding him and kissing his sweet face and holding his cold lil hands and feet, that he is not here but in an oh so much better place!

I thought I would share a lil bit of him with you, there, and share this precious picture also.

10698669_10154553719530364_7830725576921966268_nOkay, so now back to my story! After the last three weeks of planning and engagement, came the gloriously wonderful day of our wedding.  And like I said before, that day was COLD!! It was freezing, but I don’t think I even noticed it being so cold, I know some of my bridesmaids said, because I had much more clothing on, but really, all that clothing didn’t warm me in the least, only the Love of my Heavenly Father, the legacy of my grandparents, and the love I had for this man, truly warmed my heart and permeated through my very being!
Okay, so the very beginning of that day! Ohhhhh!! SOooo excited to tell you! (Seriously some of my most favorite remembrances!! Truly made up for some of the things I forgot to do on that big day, we will get to those later!)


Got my Hair and Makeup done to go get ready for pictures early that morning! We had to meet my beloved at the Rose Garden in Decatur, where I would see him for the very first time that day! And, he… wait for it!! Would be blindfolded and see me in my dream gown for the very first time!! YAY!!!

Let me give you the entry I wrote in my journal, It explains a bit more of my excitement!

“I will never forget that day, all my dreams came true.  You were there, my dear, you remember it? How excited we all were, as we approached the gardens.  The screams and giggles and chills from the morning air in November.  Y’all speaking so loudly at the sight of the tall handsome figure in the midst of the gardens, standing, waiting with the red blind fold wrapped about his head.  Like a dream or aspiration we whirled the vehicle about the gardens and came to a halt.  Everyone quickly and carefully hurrying about, as my calm heart skipped several beats here and there.The sight of my love, my life, took my breath away!

There he stood so calmly waiting for my entrance, to see me, his bride for the first time that day. To get a glimpse or two before we took pictures.”

“Remember? As you all left me standing about 20 feet from my beloved?”

11232012_katie&spencer_ak38“Waiting, watching, y’all hid yourselves behind a bush.”


“Waiting and watching while my love turned to take off the blindfold about his eyes…”


“That smile, that look of surprise! Wow! So amazed and so in love! The background with the arrow through the sphere is truly how I felt, cupids arrow was penetrating deep in my heart!”


“The look of love on my man’s face here is so sweet! Its as if he were thinking those words from the Scriptures, When Adam first beheld his wife, Eve. “This is bone of my bone, and flesh of my flesh.” Seeing that handsome gaze staring right back at me, not a word did utter his lips nor did they mine. perhaps he was simply soaking in the moment, as was I.”

Here’s to you, my love

After meeting in the garden we were able to have some time alone, or so we thought…






Yeah, I know a good photographer when I see one. 🙂 Photo Credit: Joseph Frank (My lil Bro).

After our “private” time, we did our wedding photos. They were so fun! The girls looked gorgeous and the guys were handsome!


(And my amazing, wedding decorator!!)







So thankful to the Lord for a great group of bridesmaids! I love each of them for being there for me and Spencer! And I thank all the guys who were there to help us celebrate!

I do want to thank my wonderful parents and in laws for helping this day happen!


I thank my families and the Lord Jesus for this wonderful day! God be glorified!

Look for Part 3, next week. Thanks y’all!