Its beginning to look a lot like...

I had another baby dream.

Then I sat and ugly cried on my couch when that effing Sophie Lee commercial came on.

So I wiped the snot from my face, and decided to delve in to my crafts for this holiday season.

I give thanksgiving a bad rap but honestly I love any time that I get to spend time with family, so in my book it is a great holiday.

For Turkey day I am going to put my glue gun to work making these gems: 

 This is going to go on the front door.  We have had the same wreath going on 3 years and I want a little change and swooned when I saw this. I can’t wait to put this together next weekend. 

 This beaut is going to adorn my dining room table. This will be my first venture with burlap and it so long overdue. 

This is all the Thanksgiving paraphilia that will be done this go round. This with my fall décor will make my space extra cozy and I can’t wait to get it done. 

Ok there, I gave Thanksgiving the time of day, which I never do. As soon as the calendar flips to November I am usually a Christmas monster, think of a velociraptor covered in tinsel.

Now for the fun part!!!! 

CHRISTMAS:

The outside is going to be completely different from years past and I am so amped! 

 The colors are wrong, I am going to use red but the theory is there. I am in love with the 3 wreaths with the ribbon, but instead of the lanterns it is going to be 2 small pre lit trees.

The wreaths are going to look like this

The inside is where the magic happens….

Christmas is so ON at the G household this year. I have already compiled my list of things to purchase and I am patiently waiting until the DAY AFTER Thanksgiving to start any of it. Now that is what I call restraint. 

All photos are via my Pinterest

Love/Hate

I have a love/hate relationship with pregnancy dreams.

Last nights was a doozy.

I was at my Dad's house and that I had just woken up. There was a lot of hustle and bustle downstairs and I knew what it was for but I couldn't put it in to words. I woke up knowing I was pregnant, but husband urged me to take a test for proof, he wasn't anywhere to be seen so I wiped the sleep from my eyes and I went to the downstairs bathroom to test. I sat down peed on the stick and there it was, it was flashing "I am pregnant" I had to look at the test before it sunk in. I ran out of the bathroom, stick in hand and got dressed and ran out the door. I drove to husbands work and as I was walking in I put my had on my stomach and I thanked God for this gift.

I woke up before I got inside to tell him but I could still feel the elation radiating off me.

The dream had been so real that in my sleepy haze I questioned for a moment if I was still in it.

Then a dog licked my face and I was pulled out of my euphoric state to reality.

In reality I am in my tww, in reality I have been charting for 17 months with has resulted in no pregnancies, in reality sex has become something that is only done while ovulating (don't get me wrong it is still great just not as spontaneous), in reality, as hard as it is to admit, I am loosing my faith. God knows and that is why I admit on here.

Everyday I see stories of the maltreatment of a child or the death of child at the hands of a parent and I have to ask why? Why could they have a child and not me? Does God think I am going to be a terrible mother?

I always wake up feeling cold and alone when I have a dream like this. Not a good way to start the day...


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