The company "Truffles".

Okay, dear friends...let me tell ya I know a great business for cakes, cake balls, and many other goodies. It's called "Truffles ". And let me tell you, they are Fab-U-LOUS! I know you wont be disappointed by their goodies, and treats. They have a fan page on face book, so check them out. Here are a few pictures of some yummy cupcakes with oreos, that give you some good chocolate goodness and will please that chocolate craving with that vanilla taste as well. Yum! They do stuff for showers, events, etc! Defiantly check them out!

Home decorating projects & garden...

So, I've had these awful gross pillows that need replacing and I thought, well I cant afford to just go buy a bunch of new pillows but perhaps find a way to make pillow covers, and saw a example online for a idea on envelope pillow covers. I didn't use a pattern, I just kinda studied it a little and its probably not perfect but was able to make a few so far. By taking old covers off, and putting new ones on. Here is the sample of that. Then a photograph of my garden in the garden box! I will share more photo's later... Have a good day!

When life gives ya lemons...

When life gives ya lemons make lemonade!! A good statement and I guess you could take the meaning in many ways, but usually it's about making the best out of a hard situation, bad day, etc! I'm definitely far from perfect when it comes to being positive about a hard situation, but I'm working at it... A thought of the day. I also heard from someone, to end this on a silly note. Another way to phrase it is. "When life gives you lemons, throw them back and demand chocolate." ha ha!

Blogging again finally...

Hello again,

After such a long time of not blogging I didnt even remember I had a blog already. I typed in blogger.com and my name was still signed in since 2010!!!!! HUH? I figured im loosing it, which im sure I am! So "Foxy Mama's Musings" was my blog title from awhile ago. I still thing it's got a little ring to it. Dont know how I forgot! I think, being a mom your brain cell's eventully fry away! hahaha!

So, i'm going to try to keep up with blogging. Sharing things i've learned, done, and little crafty ideas. Photography encounters, and anything God has showed me! etc.

Thank you for your patience with me as I tried hard to figure a new title for my blog, and I already had one! :) Yes, im goofy!

Owen is going to be 2 year's old October 2011, he's almost 22 months, where does time go??? Geesh!! He's such a big boy. So smart, so loving. And already see the light of Jesus shining in his smile and laughter & personality.

Thank you for stopping by, keep tuned! Some different things i'll be posting soon hopefully on some crafy lil projects & my Garden progress among others.

-Foxy mama

Today I will follow Jesus...

I needed this devotion today and it blessed me how God planned it as my devotion of the day:


IF WE say WE are willing to follow Jesus, what do we mean? I believe there is only one valid reason for following Jesus: because he is worth it. And he is worth it because of who he is in all his love, his understanding, his compassion. Following him means doing so with no strings attached; it means not telling God, " Ill do this if you come through with that." Either Jesus is worth hanging onto in hard times only because he is Jesus, or he is worth nothing,

When life doesn't make sense anymore, we can give up, or we can remember who Jesus really is and that, no matter how dark it gets, he is worth it all.
As you've undoubtly exsperienced, we may not get an explanation as to why certian things happen- why the dark times are as dark and presistant as they are- but living our lives with certain things unresolved is what faith is all about. For years I drank deeply of the false belief that if only I had enough faith, everything would go my way. But that is simply not true, and so many people are caught and lives are wrecked in the wake of this teaching. " Why is this happening to me? What did I do wrong?" we cry. Heaven cries back. You've done everything wrong, but I love you anyway. Always have, always will.

Great devotional thus morning. By Sheila Walsh book. Goodmorning Lord. This book has some great biblical truths. But this is just what I needed from God this morning. Hope it encourages you in someway as well. Be blessed on this monday.

Stay warm, stay in hope of God's blessings, even when you are in the middle of your battles.

-Sarah Fox

God and His plans..

What are His plan's? Do we know? He has that paticular plan and we can't always see it. I guess if we did we wouldnt have to trust He is in control of that plan, now would we? It's hard to write this, because this is a really big struggle for me to trust in what God has for me sometimes. But, I think that happends to all of us really.

I had a interesting end to my summer, finding out my ovarian cyst came back and this time way bigger. They said the ultra sound showed it being a catelope sized cyst. During my pregnancy when they did the surgery they couldnt remove the entire thing, so they had to do the best to remove some of it so it wouldnt grow back and drain it. Though it ended up coming back anyway. I was having lots of pressure and still feeling pregnant after having Owen, and various other issues. So I had to get it checked out. My surgery was scheduled for the end of August. They said it could be 2 1/2- 3 hours this time to have it taken care of.

I was so not looking fwd to my second c-section type surgery and also this being my third surgery in less then a year & second c section in less then a year time. So my body might take longer to heal, so I was concerned with a toddler running around, much heavier then my c-section after I had him.

I got to surgery that morning and it was scheduld for 12 pm, but of course had to be there plenty early to get in a gown and freeze! BRRRRR.. hospital's are way to cold! Thank goodness for heated blankets :) The cyst ended up bring way bigger then they expected. They drained 2 liters of fluid from it. They said it was a very tough surgery!

I was about ready to go into surgery, and mike and his mom would have to leave. I was so nervous, more nervous then when I was pregnant about to go into surgery, which was odd i'm sure. But I knew what to exspect and the pain afterwards and it was just to much that I knew. I got rolled into the room, which of course is much colder. They gave me something to relax me before that in my iv, it was weird, I saw my dr then I just remember waking up in the first recovery room. Then they were rolling me into second recovery where mike and my mother in law donna were waiting for me. They had been there so long waiting for me. 10 am until 5 pm. Recovery took along while. My mother in law was saying she was a pro at scrabble on mikes i pad computer. She sat there with him for so long as Bryan braved being a grandfather alone with Owen!!! As soon as I got there and Donna gave me a hug and she left to go relieve Bryan of his grandfatherly duties! Mike was there with me. I was so zoned and so high on morphine.

After surgery they thought id be able to go home, but since they had to do a more intense kind of surgery I had to stay a couple days, they thought until sunday. But, my pain was so bad, and I was having a low blood count everytime they took my blood and was anemic. I didnt like the way the morphine made my mouth so dry and all you could have was ice.

I couldnt sleep in the hospital very well. I had a neighbor, her name was debra, she had a surgery not as intensive as mine, but similar. We would talk across the room every once and awhile, one part of the day she'd be doing better and i'd be misrable or the other way around. It changed often. I'd be like "hey debra, how ya feelin?" she'd be like, ehhh horrible.. then a few hours later she'd be like "sarah how ya doing?" im like, eh awful, give me drugs!" it was rather facinating our conversations. But she was a sweet lady.

They tried to get me up and have me walk the halls slowly but it was so painful, but it was needed and important, and I was doing it often enough I thought. A new nurse came in sunday before I went to sleep, and she didnt really warn me, she's like i've got a injection ive got to give you to prevent blood clotting. I thought, maybe in my IV? Or..perhaps arm or something. No, let's inject me in my sore stomach. It was like a injection of FIRE..I didnt even expect myself to cry so loud, I probably woke up the entire hallway. That was the worst thing EVER!!!!! I wouldnt let them give it to me then next day. I guess some people have different reactions to that ..and mine was the worst. Holy moly!

Finally, sunday came around, still couldnt go home but monday they said I probably could if in the morning things looked good. I left monday afternoon around 2. I was so happy to go home, but that meant less drugs and more pain. I battled for a couple weeks. I had help from my younger sister and friend and family. I couldnt do much. I couldnt pick owen up, or drive. But it took a good month to feel myself again.

During this time it seemed like why me again? I still battle with my shoulder/ neck pain and headachs and migrains and I dont understand. God have a plan in all this? I know He does, but sometimes it's so hard to see that or feel that He does.

God needs us to trust Him, and i'm working on fully giving myself over to Him. God has a PLAN!
Thank's for reading... Have a blessed day!

What God has done...

When you look back at your past situations or things that have happend you can look back it either in a light of how awful it was or how God molded and shaped you during the process. There is alot we can do in our victories, we can grow from our hardships and look back and know if you never went through that paticular hard time you wouldnt be who you are or handle things the way you do now.

I have some thing's ive been thinking about lately in the light of what God had done and how He took care of me, and always does take care of me even when i'm feeling so overwhelmed and feel like there isnt a end to the road.

When I found out I was pregnant with Owen in Jan of 2009, we were overjoyed. Of course within 5 weeks of being pregnant I started feeling the sickness quite badly of being pregnant that alot of women deal with, some do more then others and some do more then me, which at the time I couldnt amagine anyone feeling any worse then I did, from 5 weeks until 16 or 17 weeks I felt so sick, nausious, horrible heartburn, throwing up constantly and feeling like I had hard core flu badly. I had my first apt at my dr office and was pretty much lookin and feeling so GREEN. I had not ate good for days, couldnt keep fluids down. Some ladies told me zofran was a good anti nausia medication I could possibly take. I was gonna talk about it to the dr that day. They were going through all the paper work and info with me and mike as I felt so sick I couldnt think. Eventully the nurse was like, you dont look good, you ok? I said no, I feel so sick.

The dr came in and said I needed to go to the hospital and get checked because she felt I was probably very dyhrated. Which once we got to troy beaumont emergancy they got me hooked up with a iv and fluids and zofran through the iv, wow, what a feelin that was when the zofran was flowing through my veins, it took that awful nausia down quite a bit.

They had me there a very long time, they couldnt get my key levels up, and at this time being 5 weeks pregnant, they were very concerned at how DYHRATED I was. They just kept pumping tons of fluids in me. I think we got there at 12 pm and didnt leave until 10pm, it was along time. I forget the times. The dr was saying ive gotta keep myself from getting that bad again, so I started doing better about drinking and eating enough so I didnt get myself that bad again.

I for along time just felt so tired, still pretty nausious alot even with zofran. Went to fly to see my grandparents in the middle of feb in alabama, I felt bad because pretty much my whole time there I was sick, throwing up, and misrable. I basically stayed inside and just watched old westerns with them, and talked and just rested. But we still had a good time together amist it all.

By mothers day, which I was about 18 weeks preg by that point and feeling way better then I was. We went to drive to liberty university to see Kelly graduate. We had a pretty good drive there. And kelly had fun talking to my belly. And on mothers day, it was so special, was sitting in the church connected with liberty university, all the sudden during the sermon, I felt Owen move for the first time, it was amazing!!!! And from that day on I felt him and it was truely breath taking new exsperience for me.

At 20 weeks we were scheduled for the ultra sound to find out if we were having a boy or a girl. And we were so excited. Mike of course was saying it was a he from the very start, haha! We were in the room and she's like you want to know the sex right? We were like, oh yes, we do. She's like it's a BOY and mikes face just lit up, it was so sweet. Of course I was excited too. Then she was lookin around and confirming things to make sure all looked good. She's like, do you know you have a cyst the size of a cantelope???? And we were like, uhh no..so it was a big deal, it was so big and they were very concerned. So we got scheduled to meet with a high risk dr at royal oak beaumont hospital asap. We met with him and he said we needed to have surgery to remove it asap, and he told us the process in which he'd go about doing it, etc. It would be a high risk surgery, concerns were not putting me into labor, messing with the uterus is very touchy, and it can send you into labor if your not careful. They just wanted it out asap!

So, we had got scheduled for the surgery that wen, and it was earlier in the morning. I remember feeling not enough time to prepare myself and was so overwhelmed, and just prayed, I just wanted everything to be good and Owen to be safe and things to go smoothly. We got there, got all things situated with paper work. Pastor Cliff came in and prayed along with John rigg in the waiting room with us. Then they brought me back to get prepared for surgery.

Oh the wonders of hospitals, cold, scary and I was tryin to pray for calmness, which God gave me. I was trying to remain calm. I had never had any kind of surgery, had no idea what to exspect. Got prepped. They did a ultra sound, and as soon as I got done seeing my little sweet o bear on ultra sound which brought joy to my heart and a smile on my face. Mike & his mom and Pastor Jim came in my side of the curtian. I was suprised but it was nice to know my Pastor cared enough to pray with us . I was so scared and my stomach was in knots, not only because of surgery but because I didnt eat for awhile and for me even later in my pregnancy, I needed to eat or it made me sick.

But God really calmed my stomach, and after Pastor prayed and left they rolled me into surgery. I just remember them situating me on my back, tilted to one side with a blanket or pillow on my side so I wasnt flat flat on my back and then them putting a mask on and asking me to squeeze something then I went from that to waking up in a room, someone over me. Katie reed, she is a dr there and she told mike she'd keep a eye on me for him. Since the surgery was 2 hours and I was in recovery for three. She said something to me right after I was rolled out of surgery, and I remember waking up for a few with her saying, everything went okay, everything's gonna be okay. I just remember saying it really hurts or something then falling back asleep. They were giving me quite a few of safe pain medications.

I then woke up more and this was after 3 hours of being in recovery, I still felt so spaced out but was more alert. I was in so much pain by this point. I felt so overwhelmed and worried about my owen..They took me into another room and wanted to move me from one bed to the next. I thought I was gonna die, I was in so much pain and them moving me was like the worst pain ever, I just remember little, but I do remember bursting into tears and not intenionally, just was so overwhelmed, they finally got me on to the other table and were tryin to move me carefully to try and hear Owens heartbeat, and see him via ultra sound. Mike and mike's mom Donna were there. And mike was trying to calm me down, what a good husband, I was so worried, but it was the drugs that were messing my thinking clearly I would amagine. Finally after a long time of moving me around tryin to avoid my 4 spots where they had to go in, so those spots were so sore, so thats why it took them awhile to find his heartbeat, etc.

Finally got me situated and got me something to drink, and gave me pain meds and kept me there another 3 hours I think, they wanted to wait for a few things before they could let me go home. Cant remember what that was. But, i had a few things to eat, I lost my desire to eat, nothing sounded good. We finally got home. I just remember sitting in the one comfy chair for a week, couldnt move, anytime I had to get up it hurt beyond imagination. And Owen started moving alot, and it was like the worst when he'd kick or move because I was so sore inside.

One of Mike's tech guys made us a meal, which was sweet. And my Aunt Sue (harrington) brought me flowers and a card. That was also so sweet.
Then we moved a week or less after all this and so I wasnt able to do much at all. It was a blessing in its own way. But I had blessings, and people who blessed me so. Joy Dockham came and helped me clean the house, and dust, and helped me alot that day we moved. She was a huge blessing to me.

After all this God really taught me alot and the blessing that He took care of us during this whole process and took care of Owen was so amazing. The fact that He know's what He's doing in everything He does. What a blessing! God is BIG God ....

Thanks for reading. Sorry it's so much, hopefully it didnt bore you. But encourage you in some way. Now, Owen is 9 month's and such a blessing to our life!