Personalized Diploma
They also offer a Standard Diploma that does not come with all these bells and whistles but is just as nice as the Personalized Diploma.
by Dana
They also offer a Standard Diploma that does not come with all these bells and whistles but is just as nice as the Personalized Diploma.
by Dana
Christmas is finally past and we move onto the last birthday of the year, which starts our birthday season around here. Winston turns 12 on December 28. I can hardly believe he’s already 12. My baby has grown up way too quickly.
Every day he comes one day closer to being a strong, patient and loving man. In a few months, I expect that he will be taller than me. In a few years, he will be grown and moving on. Momma is sooo not ready for all of this.
I’m proud of my baby. He’s always supportive of me. He does all I ask with very little attitude. He’s a servant and a man of strength. He’s kind to his siblings. He enjoys working hard.
Recently, he’s discovered a love of nature. He enjoys hunting. For Christmas, he shot his first gun. One of his presents was a starter bow set to learn archery, something he requested to do.
The years are getting shorter and I am trying to make the best of the time I have left with him as my child. Children grow up way too fast. They leave the nest before Momma is ready to let them go. But every precious moment and memory they bring us is worth the process of going through it all. I will never forget a single day, I’ve spent with my handsome son.
Happy Birthday to my precious boy. May his life be all he wishes and his dreams come true. He’s been a blessing to my life and I pray he always knows love and happiness in his future.
by Dana
The next day was no better and at some point I went into the hospital to be checked but was told it was not time yet. My contractions were too irregular.
I went home, called my son’s father, gathered my stuff and ate 4 bowls of spaghetti with light sauce before heading back to the hospital. It was around 4pm when I finally got there.
All seemed to be going well. I arrived and was immediately taken into the back. I was hooked to moniters. The midwife said we’d be a while waiting on this boy to arrive. My DH left to get himself something to eat but before he was out of the room good the midwife returned to tell me something was wrong.
My monitors showed that my heart rate was increasing and my baby’s was dropping. We were in too much stress. I wasn’t dilating past 1 and my boy was ready to come out. He was under excessive stress and so was I. A c-section was necessary for a safe arrival.
By this time, I could feel myself floating out of my body and I knew something was wrong. I was scared for my son and I didn’t want to lose him before I even got the chance to hold him. I immediately agreed to the c-section. It was around this time that my then-husband returned, after my Dad tracked him down, banged upon our door to wake him and got him back up to the hospital. His only disagreement was that he didn’t like my surgeon but by this point I just wanted it all over and our baby to be safe and sound.
by Dana
I’m am beyond thankful for my son, Winston. He is such an inspiration to me and a huge help. He rarely complains about anything asked of him and he does most things with a joyful heart.
When he was born, I was so thrilled to be having a baby but I was disappointed because I really wanted a girl. I knew God had his reasons for giving me this sweet little boy but I did not realize those reasons at that time.
My sweet boy and I had two fun, learning years with just me and him together. He was such a joy in those times, always wanting to be with me and always loving me regardless of my lacking parenting skills.
When he was two, his baby sister was born. I remember when I came home from the hospital, Win had to have a bandaid on his tummy so he could be like Mommy with her incision. He was and still is the most adorable boy.
As his sister and he have grown, they have become best friends. They don’t always get along but they always love one another. Their love for one another also inspires me and thrills my heart.
By the time baby sister, Laycie, came along, Winston was a pro at being a Big Brother. He’s been so helpful with her and loves the time he gets to spend with her when he does help take care of her. She loves him and her sister too.
My boy isn’t perfect by any means. He was a whiner for a long time, whining when he was upset or frustrated. He also has ADHD, though I’ve never had it officially diagnosed. We’ve been able to manage this, along with his sisters’ health, with routines, structure and plenty of rest. Homeschooling helps to provide these things for all three of them. He has days where he’s overwhelmed and frustrated with things but he’s always quick to get over the humps life throws at him.
His spirit is warm and loving. He’s very shy and struggles with school due to ADHD but he always tries hard. He does his work and helps out with a smile most of the time.
I know now why God gifted me this sweet little man first. He has shown me love like no one before him. He has encouraged me to be a better Momma. He increases my faith in the Lord above.
I’m thankful for this boy of mine, for all of his love and encouragement. For his strong, yet meek spirit and his faithful love. He’s proof to me that God really does know what he’s doing.
<3
by Dana