Already a winner!!!

I have been waiting to make this post for quite sometime, because I knew without a shadow of a doubt that God would see us through this storm.  Last summer, the enemy attacked my family, my finances and my daughter's health with a vengeance. Things looked really bad for us in the natural, but all of my responses and thoughts remained in the supernatural. Just as I started working a new job, that I really enjoyed, my husband lost his job of over 14 years. My first thought was well God must have something better in store for you. And I believed that his next chapter would be great. In the far too recent past I would have broken down wondering what we were going to do, but for  some reason I initially had peace about the whole situation.

Then while driving home from work about a month later, August 23rd to be exact, I called home to ask my husband to get my youngest daughter ready because it was back to school night for kindergarten. I could hear the frustration in his voice as he explained that he had no time to do that because he had food on the stove and my oldest daughter had just hurt her leg. After I hung up, something told me to call back. Not only had my daughter hurt her leg, but she couldn't even walk on it. In fact he had to carry her downstairs. A brief moment of panic set in because I knew that she must really be hurt if all of that was taking place.

At the after hours clinic the doctor told us my daughter not only had a broken leg, but that it may be a cancerous tumor at the heart of it. I whispered under my breath "the devil is a liar."  When he walked out I said then and there to my husband that the word cancer was not allowed in our lives or our home, and we never used it throughout  the whole ordeal.

We were immediately referred to Dell Children's but the oncologist couldn't see us until the following Tuesday, it was only Thursday night. So we had to make it through the weekend with no real answers. The crazy part is she had just had her 10 year old well check 4 days earlier with no issues. We only made 4 phone calls, both of our mothers and two prayer warriors.

As I sat on my bed, the silence was loud and one lone tear rolled down my face. That is when I knew all was well, because for the months leading up to the day, I knew God had been preparing me for something big. I expected that it was the job loss, but  that didn't really upset me and sure didn't cry about it. Disappointed, sure, but that was it. My husband came to me and said "All we know for sure is that her leg is broken, we can't stress over anything until we have all the details."

 I agreed with him and after that all hell really  broke loose. Not for me, but for him, the enemy. You see for those of you who really know me, you know that you can come at me sideways 2, 3 maybe even 4 times and I will let you make, but the eventually you will get that response, that nobody wants to see. Well, when it comes to my children, you don't get 1/2 a chance to mess with them, before you see the true meaning of crazy. So I prepared myself for warfare and it was on. 

I declared that my daughter would live and not die, but declare the works of the Lord. Every day we prayed over her, and rubbed blessed oil given to us by our pastor on her leg and spoke healing into her life. It was a very long road because at times she was in so much pain it brought her to tears if we touched her just to try to move her or dress her. This is the same child that was considered healthy just days before. The happiest child in the world was now moody, depressed and frustrated. That was the toughest part, BUT God arranged it where her daddy was home to help her everyday(hallelujah).

I just kept declaring that the devil could not have my baby. My daughter went on to have surgery and the oncologist was able to rule out cancer, but diagnosed her with fibrous displaysia(bones breaks down and is replaced by weaker fibrous tissue).
So in my house I teach my daughter that You don't have FD, it has you, because when something has you, there is a means for escape and you don't have to be bound by it. I teach her that death and life are in the power of the tongue, and you have to speak your future into existence. I teach her that she is more than a conqueror in many ways.

On Saturday May 4th, Miss Trinity will be running, yes running, in her first track meet since all of this has happened. Praise God!!! She has come out of this stronger and wiser and on Saturday before she even takes a lane on the track, she will have already won the gold in my eyes. My girl is a fighter and I am honored that the Lord blessed me with his precious child.

I didn't disclose all of this for your sympathy, I did so to offer you hope and to tell you that don't expect to come out of the break the same way you were before it happened. Trust that God has something BIGGER and BETTER with your name on it.

All Hail The T!!!!!

So today my baby girl officially becomes a big girl. She is 5 years old and very proud to be. I love her more than I could ever imagine, and she keeps me on my toes. As a parent, my first thoughts on either of my children's birthday goes back to their day of birth.

Tristan was overdue, so after a little help she came into the world on a Friday afternoon, with the biggest frown on her face and eyes wide open. At times, that personality still shows up, but all and all she has a big heart and a big smile.

It took 2 1/2 years to get her here, and that was truly a time when faith and patience came in to play. I used to confess over my body every day, that it would function as it was designed by God. Even through all of the pain and disappointment of those days, weeks, and months, I knew God had a greater plan for us, and boy did He.

Tristan reads far beyond her age requirement, understands math concepts and so much more. She uses big words, better than some adults and knows what she means when she says them. She loves to learn about any and everything. God has entrusted us with a precious gift and I am proud to say I am her mother.

So Happy 5th Birthday baby girl, or as she calls herself "The T."

Is your all on the altar??

The pressure of everything was finally coming to a head, when I chose to just let the chips fall where they may, including myself on the altar, because I couldn't feel the power. Although I had seemingly given up, God had not given up on me. He had something more in mind. He hadn't left me, I had to try harder(diligently) to seek Him.
The moment I chose to give up and walk away, was the very moment I was caught up by one who had more than enough faith for the both of us.
Oh the difference a day makes. Just like that I can see things a little more clearer than the day before. I can hear that inner voice that I am so used too, gently speaking to my spirit. The power of God is real, even when things get so cloudy, we need only to stop and seek Him.
So the storm won the first round(past few months), but the fight ain't over. I am here to go another round and I am shouting I shall live and not die, and declare the works of the Lord!!!

Force of habit!!

I have been up for the past few hours wondering what to do with myself. For the past 8 years, I have instictively popped up early on this day so that I can put all the final touches on my daughter's birthday bash. Well this year, like so many before, I am up but with nothing to do. This year my big girl is only inviting 3 friends to have lunch and then go swimming. Wow! what a change from the past.

We have hosted diva parties, pop star parties, had swimming soirees at every local dive you can think of, including Schitterbahn, but today a quiet house. So since I am up, I have used this quiet time to reflect and thank God for the many blessings we have experienced since having Trinity in our lives. I am so thankful that He has intrusted me with her.

BUT old habits do die hard, so I still made goodie bags filled with flip flops, floaties, candy, snacks, stampers with a gem handle, water tied with ribbon and kool aid packets and twisty straws hang from them. I couldn't help myself. What? she's still my baby. ;-)

Remember me?

Once upon a time, there was a girl with a dream....skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirk! No time for fairy tales. Life has been rolling by with no sign of slowing down. It has been almost a year since I have posted, and I miss writing.

My girls are growing by leaps and bounds, so I am having to remember to take it all in. My 8year old is truly coming into her own. She is bright and funny, and each day brings something new with her. Science is her favorite subject and she even named her fish after constellations. As a matter of fact she said, "of course they have to be named after something to do with space."

My wild and rowdy three year old, brings drama and chaos to any given situation, but I could not imagine life without her. Since I have been back to work, I have missed so many things in her day. Last week when she wrote f-h-j on a piece of paper and said, "Look mommy this word says fudge...[fuhj]." As she sounded it out phonetically, I was in awe and a little sad all at the same time. The sadness was fleeting, but I was so proud of her. Now, that I am aware she wants to write for me almost everyday. I love it.

There has been lots of transition in our lives, but I can only say we are the better for it(even on days that it is hard to see the good). I have always had faith in God and I believe the best is yet to come.

Until next time, be blessed.

Confession

My name is Ursula and I am addicted to Facebook. I love to blog, but over the last several months I have neglected it for the short quick posts of FB! Today I am ready to break that cycle and get back on task. Let's see, where shall I start.

We had a fabulous summer. Every time we tried to plan some form of family vacation it kept falling through so we soon realized that everyone should plan their own "stay-cations" and that worked out well for all three families involved. The girls spent lots of time swimming and playing outside. We saw lots of family members and friends and just had fun.

My first born turned 7, so we celebrated with a trip to Schlitterbahn and a tea party with some friends. She was in heaven. She is now in second grade. She loves school and loves to tell us what "she knows." The funny thing is she is amazed that we know it too. We never tire of laughing at that. She often asks my husband and I "are you sure?" Hey we have been out of school for a while, but there is still a little knowledge left upstairs. :-)

The two year old potty trained over the summer and it was really hard at first, because she was literally going about every 15 minutes. Some days my husband and I would ask each other, whose turn is it to help now. She has done really well and we are proud. She also loves to sing now, which is absolutely awesome. We hear Twinkle Twinkle Little Star about 5 times a day. She is also learning to spell her name, but she combines the Alphabet song with it. T R I S T-UVWXYZ. Now technically she isn't wrong because S T U is the order of the alphabet, but that doesn't spell her name. I still love to hear it though.

My husband, Chef Boudreaux or Cookie Man, as he is affectionately known at church has been really busy. He is still full time at IBM, but his wonderful hobby of cooking has him just as busy. I am so proud of him for following his dreams.

Although I have been MIA I have posted information about the book on Facebook and even started a fan page. I have to admit I took advantage of the summers days with the girls, so I am having to hit it pretty hard now to make up for lost time. No problem though.

Being a wife and mom is awesome, but I realized I was neglecting myself, so when school started this year I started a daily bike ride. I use that time to pray and just clear my mind. I am loving the time to myself, it also is making a difference in the way my clothes fit too. Yahoo!!!!
But seriously I encourage all parents to do something for yourselves, it is amazing. I purposely pass by my daughter's school on my bike route, that way I can pray for each child, teacher, and other staff in the building. It is always good to lift up others in your prayer life.

Well I plan to be more faithful to my blog and show up with a post a lot more often. I might even post a pick or two. Be blessed!

Too much love?

So tonight my sister-in-love and I had a lukewarm disagreement. We were both passionate about our position and both very adamant about getting our point across. Neither of us were ready to back down and both of us "just knew" we were right. What caused all this hoopla? Quite simply, the love of a child.

Sometimes life can put you in such a tailspin, that no matter how much you care about someone, you have to agree to disagree and move forward. What were we arguing about? It really doesn't matter, but what does matter is that when two people are trying to reach the same goal, in two very different ways, there is bound to be some friction.

We are both striving to be excellent moms, but with two different approaches. One thing we do have in common is no matter what the kids will all have love and respect for God (and family). Both of us were fueled by the challenges that life has presented us from the past 24hours to the last 6months to a year or so. My point is, we will continue to go on living and loving each other as we have forever. We were on two different paths when we first met, but that didn't stop us from bonding then either.

To think there are children out there who just want to be loved, in this family it is overflowing and sometimes the cup runneth over.

For the Children

So how do you begin a post about such a controversial individual? The music industry has lost a talented icon, while 3 little children have lost a father. I can't explain the emotion that I feel, but the faces (sometimes disguised) of the children continue to cross my mind.

I understand that there were those out there who despised the very ground that he moon-walked on, but the media has no regard for the pain that his children may be in right now. I just happened to catch a news story about a week and a half ago where he was out with his children and for a change they were unveiled. I immediately thought maybe these kids have a chance at normalcy.


Regardless of which side you fall on Guilty/Innocent, it is a life lost, with a tragic ending to go with it. I am not asking anyone to change their mind, but as a parent, please pray for the children of MJ.

Barnes and Noble is today...to be continued

http://store-locator.barnesandnoble.com/author-events/Ursula-Wade-Boudreaux/2095481

Summer

Well school is out and the girls are full of energy. We successfully finished the Spring season of soccer, which was quite an adventure because my husband coached the 6 year old's team, and they were busy. She played really well and he was really proud(me too). She is on her way to second grade, and has big plans to run a lemonade stand on Saturday mornings this summer. As we speak she is working on a picture of the model stand. It's actually quite creative.

The 2 year old is running around trying to do everything her big sister does, including jumping from the wall into the swimming pool. When we first got there she didn't even want to get in, then 10 minutes later she was all over the pool in chest deep water. I am amazed at how fast she is growing and how fiercely independent she tries to be. She asks, "What you do-an (doing)?" at least 10 times and hour, even if she knows. She also rides a mean tricycle.

For the month of June we have a laundry list of birthdays and parties, husband, 2 brothers, niece, god-daughter, 3 friends, lions, tigers, bears, oh my! Needless to say I haven't had much time to make plans for myself.

However, I am very proud to say that I will be at Barnes and Noble in La Frontera on the 27th of this month, so I am more than excited. The book signings have turned out to be an awesome way to meet people whose path I would probably not have crossed. The phrase everybody has a story is so true. So many people openly share stories about their faith as soon as they find out the story is faith based.

Stay tuned throughout the next few weeks, I plan to post more and include pictures from some of the signings. Have a safe and blessed summer!