Saturday, January 28, 2012

Big Fat LOL!

The day Kimberly was born, me and Kelsey and Olivia left the hospital at lunchtime and went home with my aunt. I got some hilarious pictures of the best subjects I've had so far..her kids!















Thursday, January 26, 2012

Kimberly Faith

I walked into my moms bedroom, looking at the evidence left behind. The room smelled strongly of paramedics and bleach. I shook my head, still not able to believe it.

My little sister had just been born in the bathroom floor.

My mom's water broke early this morning, around 4:30 am. My dad woke me and my sister up at 5:00, and my aunt Candace arrived 15 minutes later. The doctor had told my mom she could stay home as long as she felt she could, but at 6:40 am we decided it was time to go to the hospital. My aunt geussed by her contractions (which were 3 minutes apart) that she was probably dialated to a 6. I had made some calls to family; my grandparents and my cousin Taylor were going to meet us at the hospital. While Candace went next door to tell my grandmother what was going on, me and my sisters were getting in the car. Just as Kelsey buckled Olivia in her seat, I heard my dad yelling from inside the house,

"GABBY! GAAAABBBBYYYY!!!!"

I ran inside and said, "What??"
"Hurry, get Candace and Call 911, mom is having the baby!!"

"WHAT?!!"

I ran next door, and Candace was just walking out the door.
"Call 911! Call 911! She's having the baby!"
The same reaction:
"WHAT?!!"

We ran over, and my dad already had them on the phone. My mother was on her hands and knees in the bathroom floor. By the time my dad hung up, the baby's head was halfway out. Kelsey sat with Olivia on the couch, hoping to keep her out of the way.
The next 15 minutes are a blur. I remember my dad and Candace started to panic because the baby's head was almost out, and they couldn't hear her crying.
"Get the syringe!" They kept saying...
But none of us could find it.
After lots of yelling "GET THE SNOT SUCKER!" they finally told us where it was, but by that time the ambulance was already there and Kimberly, the new baby, was born.
Candace and I were on the phone a lot for the next hour. While the EMT's were putting the baby in an emergency blanket, she finally started crying, and I about broke down. I was on the phone with my grandparents during this, and telling them what happened--they were freaking out of course.
They loaded my mom and the baby onto the stretcher, and my mom looked like she had been crying. After they loaded them in and took them to the hospital, we all stayed home to clean up--Candace, Taylor, Nanny, Kelsey, and me. We also had Bella and Olivia with us. Candace had to use bleach to get all the stuff out of the bathroom floor, which explains the smell. ;)

Kimberly Faith McGee is 9 pounds 3 ounces, and 20 1/2 in. long, a beautiful, chubby, completely healthy miracle.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Disciple - Dear X, You don't own me lyrics

Here is to everything that used to hold me back--put this in your juice box and suck it!!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Doncha Love 'Em?

Here is some photos of just a few of my wonderful cousins!

Here's Ben (I call him Spike). I bet ya can't resist that ornery look on his face!

Mary always looks totally glamorous! ;)

Here's Lily (Little) cheesin' it up. :)

Uh..Jacob is a character, we'll just leave it at that.

This is Sarah and Bella having a sweet moment.

And I know that I've already put one on here of Ben, but I had to include this snapshot too. Look at him, trying to be sneaky and all..what a sucker! By the way, that wasn't his plate. ;)

Monday, January 16, 2012

Spiritual Warfare

This is a subject that I don't think or talk about a lot, but this past week I've had some serious supernatural things happen. I would like to share with you guys about what happened this week.
A week or two ago I stayed with Taylor and Lana for the weekend. On Saturday night, we were going to make burritos for dinner, so Taylor and I drove up to Buy For Less to get some tortillas, cilantro, and everything else we were going to need. We spent about ten minutes shopping, and then went to go check out. A couple of registers down, there was a man also checking out. From behind, he looked like he was probably a retarted person..his hair was thin and frazzled, and his posture was that of someone with a mental problem.
We were still standing in line when the man turned around, and looked at Taylor and I (keep in mind that we hadn't been talking about him, and if we had, he would have been too far away to hear us). It's hard to explain, but soon as our eyes locked with his, we both--at the same time--felt really eerie. Taylor is pretty sensetive to the supernatural, but I'm not really like that..so if I could feel it, that's kind of a big deal. We had a really hard time shaking it off.
The week following was really weird. It was as if, all of the sudden, God wasn't there. I felt like he'd left and he wasn't coming back. The whole week I felt like this, and it wouldn't go away. All these terrible thoughts were being pounded in my head, and they were condemning.
Sunday was when I really started putting the pieces together. It was the middle of the afternoon, and I was perfectly fine. I wasn't sick, I didn't have a headache, nothing.
I began to get dizzy. I figured maybe I'd got up from the couch too fast, and it would go away. But it didn't. I was mopping the floor in my room when it started getting worse. I started to feel hot, so I went to put the mop away and get a drink of water, but it didn't help. I started getting hotter as I went back to my room, and I felt so weak I collapsed on my bed. My sister said I looked weird, and asked if I was okay. I tried to tell her what was going on, but I literally was unable to speak, and then my vision started blurring.
I was scared. This had been going on for ten of fifteen minutes now, and that was really unusual for me. My sister went and got me some more water, and when she came back the dizziness was starting to go away, but my heart was still racing and I felt like I'd been beat up.
After that, I slept for two hours, and when I got up, I felt totally fine.
That night, I prayed about it. I wanted to just say that I'd had too much caffeine, but I knew that wasn't true because I'd only had my normal two glasses of soda that day. Nothing else I thought of made sense except the supernatural thing.
I'm pretty much sure now that was what it was, because that night after talking to God about it, the feeling went away. I didn't feel eerie, condemned, nothing. It was like whatever it was that was following me around left. I know that God was with me the whole time, but my thoughts were trying to drown him out.
We need to remember that our war is not against flesh and blood, but against the unseen. Lies are so easy to believe. Truth is the only weapon you have against it. So use it! And never forget that God is always there, fighting for you when you can't.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Fun With Baby Carriers

What do you get when you have two babies, two baby carriers, and someone like Lana Sue?
This!



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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Some Photos From Zoo Day

I went to the Zoo with Taylor, Bella, and Lana on Saturday and got some great shots. Enjoy!










Just in case you have no clue what you're looking at here, that little fella is called an "ant-eater". Lana and I decided that his name was Jerry.




Have I mentioned I love taking pictures?

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Flyleaf - Beautiful Bride

Listen to this song by Flyleaf. It's a song about the church; the bride of Christ. Lyrics are under the video, just in case you can't tell what she's saying. Be sure to read them!



Beautified diversity, functioning as one body
Every part encouraged by the other
No one independent of another
You're irreplaceable, indispensable
You're incredible, incredible

Beautiful bride, body of Christ
One flesh abiding, strong and unifying
Fighting ends in forgiveness
Unite and fight all division, beautiful bride

Strengthen your arms now, train your fingers for battle
Urgency's here now, train your fingers for battle
Fighting this violence with your feet wrapped in peace
Sad tears and silence, now screams of joy, victory

Beautiful bride, body of Christ
One flesh abiding, strong and unifying
Fighting ends in forgiveness
Unite and fight all division, beautiful bride

Beautiful bride, body of Christ
One flesh abiding, strong and unifying

We're not gonna fall and forget
How far you went to pick us up
If one parts hurt the whole body's sick
If one part mourns we all mourn with him

Rejoice, we'll sing with you
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Beautiful bride, body of Christ
One flesh abiding, strong and unifying
Fighting ends in forgiveness
Unite and fight all division, beautiful bride

Beautiful bride, body of Christ
One flesh abiding, strong and unifying
Fighting ends in forgiveness
Unite and fight all division, beautiful bride


The church I attend is small, but honestly, I wouldn't go to any other church. Everyone is close, and we hold each other up.
That's what church is for! We are supposed to help each other and keep one another on the right track. When one part is hurt, the whole body is sick. If one part mourns, we all mourn with him.
Think about that when you go to church this week, and be thankful for the body of Christ.
Hope you have a good week!

Saturday, January 7, 2012

God Is Absolutely Amazing!

Okay, so i really need to brag about how awesome Jesus is. He's so patient! I cannot believe how patient he's been, I'm blown away. When I'm a total basket case, he doesn't throw up his hands and say, "I am done with you!" He just calms me down, talks with me, then I'm good.
He listens to the little stuff! Like last night, i was so childish! My parents don't let me do sleepovers much, but i really wanted to go to my cousin Taylor's house..so i prayed about it.
it went sort of like this:
"Hey God, i know this isn't important, but i really want to go to Taylor's. And my parents are probably going to say that i can't go. I know that, ultimately, it's your decision whether i go or not, so please, if you want me to go, make my parents say yes."
Yes, a very stupid request. But my readers don't know the amazement everyone had when they said i could go! It's really rare for them to do such things. So in other words,.it was what you would call a mini-miracle.
But it was so little! And i know for a fact that if God hadn't listened, it would have been an automatic no.
I just love how he knew how bummed I'd be if i had to work all day, and then go home and do more work instead of spending the weekend with my cousins.
Well, i guess i ought to wrap up this bragging session..reluctantly, i might add.
I just couldn't have a fun weekend without giving God the credit. He's just too awesome.
And yes, he's still awesome when he says no (even If I'm not too happy with the answer. He knows I'll get over it..eventually.)
Good night everyone!