Simply Hil

My mom is amazing.  If you haven't already heard me talk about the wonderful cook that she is, or how she is the best grandma on the face of the planet then you have at least heard me talk about what an awesome crafter  she is.  She gets an idea in her head and just goes for it.  This time around, she truly outdid herself. When we had Michael, one of the most precious and touching things was the little outfit that the hospital provided for him to be buried in.  It was so incredibly tiny and just what we needed.  I couldn't help but think about the sweet lady who had made and donated them so that our little babe had something to wear.  My mom was there, and was equally as touched.  So much so that she decided to make her own outfits and donate them to the hospital when I had Tiny Man. Aren't they adorable?  I teared up (obviously) when she had Little Guy bring them into the hospital room to give to the nurse.  They are small en...

“I will not leave you comfortless. … Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” -John 14:18, 27 Dear Michael, I had every intention of writing this on your birthday (Nov. 27th) but unfortunately wasn't able to due to the fact that the stomach flu was running rampant through our family.  Life has been quite the whirlwind ever since we brought your little brother home from the hospital.  So far he has lived through us having the stomach flu and colds, a yeast infected diaper rash, a circumcision done at 2 weeks old, and tummy issues.  Needless to say, between taking care of him and your big brother I have very little spare time anymore! On the day your brother was born we walked into the hospital and so many memories of your birth came flooding back to me.  I had a mix of emotions as I walked through the hallways.  I felt sad, anxious and excited all...