John S Pedestrian Bridge

My sister and her family came to visit us not too long ago and it felt sooo nice to host them in our new home. Y’all know I’m #emo on so many things and having extra time with my sis and her fam was nothing short of it. It was heart-warming to see the cousins playing with each other, laughing, and even a little squabbling – or the equivalent to that between a 3 and 4 year old. 😉

One day we all met up with my bro-in-laws family (who also live here) and chowed down at Hattie B’s. #yesplease 🔥🍽 After lunch the rest of the gang went to explore the zoo, while we chose to go the more ‘non committal before nap time’ route and drove to the John S Pedestrian bridge to walk a bit before we needed to head home.

I love some of these moments captured so much The connection B has with each of us feels so special and unique, and I love freezing time to remember these snapshots forever.❤️

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I hope y’all have enjoyed our adventures so far (and me finally playing catch up on my blogging!) There’s still more to come, so stay tuned! Have a great week, y’all!

Lemons to Love,

Lindsay

 

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Lucky Ladd Farm

What’s better than tractors, excavators, dump trucks, and a whole lot of dirt? Well, to B I can tell ya not much! Right after we moved to middle Tennessee my boys and I went to this (kinda huge) farm not too far from us. It’s just taken me a while to share it with y’all!

Getting caught up on all we’ve done this summer has been quite the photo editing and writing challenge! Moving back to the South and closer to our friends and family comes with more weekend trips and visits, but that also means I’M TOTALLY BEHIND ON BLOGGING! Not to mention, I’ve been working on a few side projects for a while now and those have taken mental priority. (Sorry LtL)🙈 I’ll soon be sharing my exciting business ventures here with y’all, but until then let’s have fun exploring our new home in TN!

This place Lucky Ladd Farm, was adorable and basically mecca for Brooks. The kids were able to explore a number of different farm and construction vehicles temporarily donated to this farm just for this event. And when there’s not a special event going on, there’s a whole other part with animals to pet, a vegetable garden to pick through, and rides to ride! I think I might’ve had just about as much fun as B…🤷🏼‍♀️

Just look at these pics…can you just feel his excitement (and concentration) surrounded by so many things he loves! Oh and these were all taken with my iPhone 🔋 My camera battery died basically as soon as we got there – rookie move on my part not checking the battery before we left!

Anyway, enjoy! 😄

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I can’t wait to explore more with B and capture new memories here in Tennessee. Thanks for reading y’all!

Lemons to Love,

Lindsay

*Any readers from Nashville? We’d love any recs y’all have, family friendly or date night friendly! Thanks in advance! 😊

Crying my way to God

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Welp. Y’all. It happened. It appears as though when I opened up about my infertility struggles in my last post, I also opened up Pandoras box – also known as a small window into my heart. I honestly didn’t realize that I had been trying so hard to keep it shut for all this time that even opening it a few inches pushed forth the flood gates that were quietly stirring, waiting for their chance to be set free. After all, even the sad, angry, and fearful feelings need their time to air out too, (apparently). But sometimes it just feels good, and maybe a tad easier, to put a bandaid over them and walk away until a new bandaid is needed. Sometimes it plain sucks to feel all those feelings I’ve pushed inside that window and covered with happy bandaids to deal with at another point in time. You know the ol’ “I’ll deal with that when I’m ready” adage?

So one day last week, a small window in my heart burst open unexpectedly and all those feelings I’d tucked away for a ‘day when I was ready’ came flooding out.  It definitely wasn’t my timing, I could’ve kept pushing on, but God knew it was time I deal with what was hurting and start the process of letting go the control. Those few days were some of the saddest I’d felt in a while, honestly. It hurt to feel them. I wanted so badly to shove them deep down back in their place, but God had a different plan.

And then, Sunday happened. You see, Geoff and I have been praying for a church home for almost 6 years now. We searched for nearly a year during our time in WA, but found our spiritual refuge in our hikes and family adventures on the weekends. All the while having faith that God would give us what we needed, when we needed it. We’ve found a church home here in middle TN at Brentwood United Methodist and even became members this past Sunday! It was a very special moment for our family, to stand in front of our new church and profess our love and commitment, but the even sweeter moment came with Brooks.

For the last 5 weeks we’ve been attending BUMC we always take Brooks to the nursery before service. And every morning he cries his little eyes out as we hand him over to trusting arms. But with each new Sunday came less crying and more confidence from our B.  Each Sunday he would make it just a little further down the hall, closer to the room before his fear kicked in and he remembered we’d be dropping him off. This last Sunday, however, was different. He made it all the way down the hall, to the room, turned and said ‘kiss Daddy’ and went in with no tears. When Geoff told me that I about burst.

At that moment, it hit me.  B’s transformation from screaming crying to gentle kisses and a wave good-bye was a direct reflection of this walk I’m on with God.  His ability to recognize that he was taken care of and could trust what lie ahead reminded me so much of our walk with Jesus. Getting there was not without tears. Getting there was not without a struggle to control his own fate of staying with his Mommy and Daddy, but getting there taught him he could trust in knowing we’d always be there when the time was right. How sweet and confident of our little B to know what trust feels like – almost as if it were ingrained in us from birth.

Much like Brooks, I held on tightly to my feelings in fear of letting go that I might fall apart somehow. That somehow opening that window into my heart might leave me vulnerable to the unknown. But, dear friends, I’ve realized…that is exactly where God wants me; right in the thick of vulnerable. Left wide open so He can work wonders with my life and my heart.

I pray you find this same place with me and allow God to work wonders in your life, too. Thank you so much for reading and sharing in this journey with me.

Lemons to Love,

Lindsay