want me to show off your blog button???

Would any of you like to have your blog button on my sidebar??

It would be on my sidebar for a whole month-

I'm wanting to have the first set of buttons up by March 1st.

I'm thinking 10 "button spots" per month.

If you would like me to show off your button, 

email me at afraley226@gmail.com and let me know!

Oh,

and of course it's 100% FREE!

Just let everyone know (in one of your posts) that your button is hanging out with me :)

I hope y'all have a fabulous day!

the test

TYLER!!!!!!!!!! I'M PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!

I'M PREGNANT!! WE'RE PREGNANT!!! I'M PREGNANT!!

That is what my deep sleeping husband woke up to 

on Thursday, January 17th at 4:30 am.

He jumped straight out of bed and started running around like the house was on fire...
Shaking uncontrollably,
I showed him tried to show him the test...
and for the next 3 hours

(until we both had to start getting ready for work and school)

we hugged,

we cried,

we laughed,

we goofy grinned,
we said (repeatedly) "no way..."

and we sat on the bed and stared at the little white stick that said "pregnant."

 I have no clue what made me take the test.

I avoided pregnancy tests like the plague...

because they always made me sad.

But I guess after getting up to pee for the 12 millionth time,

I remembered there was one lonely, dust covered test under the sink....

and thought, why not?

I've never been so surprised in my entire life.

On my way to school that morning,

I convinced myself that the test had malfunctioned.

That the "not" part was broken.

So I stopped at Walmart and bought 2 more.

I took one in the Walmart bathroom...classy, I know.

 it turned immediately...and I screamed so loud that a cashier came in and asked if I was ok.

Then I took one in my school's bathroom

and it turned just as fast.

CRAZY!

The next day I made an appointment for a blood test...

holy dark red line!

Then I knew.

Then I believed.

We're really having a baby.

My mind is blown.

I had tests that showed I had no eggs...

and that my ovaries were dead.

I am so overwhelmed by how incredible God is.

If you are struggling with infertility,

don't ever lose hope or your faith.

I was told that this was impossible...

but it sure doesn't look impossible to me.

the secret's out!

After a lot of prayer and discussion,

Tyler and I have decided to start announcing our news!
Of course the first social media I wanted to tell was my blog,
so y'all should feel pretty special.
I mean, it's not even Facebook official yet
(and probably won't be for a few more days)!
Here it is,
your VIP video announcement:

I have a secret

Well hello there, beautiful friends.

I have definitely been MIA for 2 weeks.

And, this time, it has actually been on purpose.

I had actually planned to be MIA longer...

but I missed all of you too much.

See,

I have this problem called-

"I can't keep a secret for the life of me, and to prevent spilling the beans I have to go into hiding."

That's right.

I have a secret.

A pretty cool secret.

I desperately want to tell you.

I've typed it and erased it about 9 times, now...

but it's not time yet.

almost- but not yet.

So that's why I haven't been blogging.

Because I can't think/blog about anything else right now..

except this secret.

 God it taking hubs and me somewhere...

and I can't wait to share it with y'all.

 

 

 

the devil is in my oven.

Tyler and I are going through a REALLY hard trial right now.

It's been going on for about 4 days now.

For what ever reason, about 4 days ago, our oven's timer decided to become possessed by the devil.

We have never used the built in timer.

We have never touched the built in timer.

But apparently the stupid built in timer wanted some attention.

Every 5 minutes, it buzzes.
(out of nowhere.)

It's the kind of buzz that makes you want to rip your ears off.
(it sounds like the alarm clock I had in second grade.)

When it starts, it won't stop, unless you jiggle the knob.

Our oven is pretty old school...so it's not a digital timer.

And there is NO off button.

It just keeps going and going and going and going and going.

After the jiggle, it shuts up for a minute...five minutes if we're lucky...
(I wish I was exaggerating)
 and then BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Have you ever seen the devil? No? Well, there he is!

 All day long.

24/7.

It wakes us up in the night,

it welcomes us home when we walk through the door.

Tonight,

it started going off while Tyler was in the shower.

I was instantly irritated.

I calmly walked into the kitchen and jiggled it.

the jiggle did nothing...

and I swear it was the loudest and most obnoxious it's ever been.

I did a more forceful jiggle.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!

I felt the cray take over my body....

and before I knew it,

I had Tyler's tool box in front of me.

I had no idea what I was going to do with the tool box...

but I was going to do something.

It was serious.

I grabbed a pair of pliers.. 

maybe if I jiggled the timer with pliers...

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!

ok....ok....

maybe if I BEAT THE HECK out of the timer...with pliers.

And that's exactly what I did.

I beat it.

And while I was beating it,

Tyler walked into the kitchen.

I heard him laughing,

so I laughed too....

because I knew if I didn't laugh,

I was going to cry.

Beating it did nothing except break some glass...and the knob.
(as you can see in the picture....)

So now it can't even be jiggled.

Tyler somehow got it to stop buzzing.

We've had about 10 consecutive minutes of silence, now.

If it starts again,

I'm either bringing out the hammer...

or the holy water.