Religion

I dont talk about it much, but I am a spiritual girl. I keep it more to my self. I was baptised Mormon. Am I Mormon? No. Am I baptist? No. Catholic? No.

Does that make me a bad person? No.

I believe in God. Before Olyver I didnt KNOW. But, something about carrying a baby, and then giving birth to him. You just can't deny that there is a higher power.

I believe there is a heaven, and a hell. I believe if your a good genuine loving person, regardless of if you go to church or not, drink, smoke, etc than you will go to heaven. I dont think people who attend church regularly and "follow" all of their churches rules are better than me or anyone else.

I dont believe in organized religion. I think its good to a certain point. I think it gets the best of people. Everything I've ever learned points to God being a supporting, loving person. He would not love anyone less because of their decisions.

For some odd reason so many people think they can play God and judge everyone around them because they arent doing what they think they should. People become hateful, judgemental, and hypocritical.

I'm going to give Olyver something many parents dont give their children, a choice. He will decide what, if any, church he wants to be apart of. He will make a choice of what HE believes in. Not what Wesley or I believe. He will know I believe in God. Ill pray with him. Ill take him to different churches. But, I refuse to force him to believe in something. Im going to teach him not to judge people because of their beliefs or decisions.

I want him to be and do what makes HIM happy. I'm sure I wont always agree, but I will love that boy with all of my heart regardless.

The truth and nothing but it :)

I have thee most amazing husband.
Seriously. He supports me in everything. I'm so nervous to go to school for so many reasons and he just makes every one of those reasons just disappear because he knows how bad I want it!

He works his butt off for us. He gets hardly any sleep to work and spend time with me. Anything I say I want he does everything possible to give it to me.

This weekend I was in horrible pain and sick. He constantly asked if he could do or get anything for me.

I am extremely ocd. About everything. I obsess over the dumbest things and worry way too much and he always makes me feel better.

Olyver is starting to walk so we practiced all weekend. Everytime Wesley stood him up to get him started he'd kiss Olyvers head! Wesley is thee sweetest dad and husband on earth. Everything he does is for Oly and I.

We are so lucky.