The Lazy Days of Spring Break

  We had a super great week of just playing outside!  The weather was GORGEOUS, praise the Lord! 

We must have had extra fun, because I have NEVER had seen such dirty bath water when I bathed the kids before bed.  It was so murky, I made them stand for a shower yet too!  🙂

  We ate supper in the tree house a couple of times, watched a “Trampoline Show” or two, starring Destiny and her well-trained acrobat, Tylan, who followed her hand motions perfectly! 🙂   The 3 big kids had a “Sibling Slumber Party” every night in the girl’s room, I love to hear the songs and giggles coming from that room!  Let’s see what else, we went to the library to get new books, got some chickens, had a few play dates, and Destiny had a slumber party with her cousin, Brooklyn. 

  Oh, I got to go see October Baby with my momma and best friend, Kasey.  {GREAT flick, by the way, a must see! Take Kleenex!}  Our theatre was only going to bring it to town for a few days and so many churches advertised and promoted this, that they allowed it to stay through Thursday! Cool, right?!  I’d say those kind of numbers speak volumes of what kind of films we want to see in theatres!!!!!   Also, I had three photo sessions, which I will share in the coming weeks! 

  Some people might think that was a boring Spring Break, but I think it was just perfect for us! 

Happy Monday!  Back to the ol’ routine!


 Spring Break Photos: 


Avery parked her “Mommy” things while she took her nap. It was too sweet not to snap a shot!  She has good taste, out of all my shoes, she nabbed the Jessica Simpsons with leopard print heel! 


Tickets to the Trampoline show!


My intro.  Apparently I was NOT to read the “clap, clap, clap” part.


Where did Paxton go?  IMG_5040

Oh wait, what’s that tiny speck?  Mr. Pax following Sophie around.  Guess he is done watching the show?!


Planting the garden!


Play dates with special friends:


New feathered friends!  (trying to grow our flock as we currently have more demand than supply)



Ooo, they pecked my hand!

Paxton says his Spring Break was full of good “clean” fun!


And it was a bit exhausting too!


Tree Houses & Treasures

Due to a scheduling mix up (read that: Tonya was too tired to remember to check her blog calendar Sunday night) you are getting Monday’s post, today.  Just go with me here….. and thanks for understanding! 🙂 

We had such a fun and busy weekend!  It’s been a while since I’ve had a “blog-worthy” Weekend to share, but I think this one fits the bill.  🙂  This blog is to be a book of Memories one day for our children, so I want to be sure to continue to do these sorts of posts between recipes and other thoughts.

  First of all, the children’s adopted Grandparents, offered to build them a tree house.  WOO-HOO!  We had a spot already picked out and had actually planned to do one once some extra money came in for lumber.  {Well, you know how that goes! Especially with 4 little people to care for, there’s never extra money!}

  We are sooo thankful for this awesome gift that will bring hours upon hours of fun.  It’s not done yet, but here are the pictures so far.  A big thanks to Glen, Papa Don and Dale for their hard work!


“Mommy, PLEEEEEASE can we do a silly picture?”


Walls are going up….


A Snack bucket with rope is a must! 🙂


Pax wakes up from nap time and joins the fun…..


This tree house is WAY bigger than it looked when we first staked it out! I see future slumber parties out here! 🙂


IMG_3627Daddy and Papa finish the ladder just in time for everyone to come down for a much-needed bath!



   So far, everything has been done with scrap lumber other than the floor, PTL!  This week the guys will work on the roof and then we’ll paint everything.  I told the kiddos we’ll paint the inside with their handprints, names and anything they want to draw.  Fun stuff! I will be sure to post pictures when it is all done.

Also this weekend, we headed over to where Dale’s Dad {aka Papa} recently bought the land adjoining ours, and went on a Treasure Hunt.  There were all kinds of neat things hidden amongst the old outbuildings.  The kids got some new play horses and a steel truck.  And this Momma got her hearts desire…..


  Ball Jars, Mason Jars and Kerr Jars;  a whole wooden crate of them!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IMG_3585{SQUEEEE!}  🙂   I just may have done a happy dance, but who knows for sure.

  Jars like these are hard to find now that they are so “cool”.  Have you looked on Pinterest lately?  Everyone is using them for their weddings, household décor, chandeliers etc. 

Destiny helped me clean them up. I can’t wait to use them to decorate tables at a party or something!

 IMG_3595IMG_3596 Look what else we found:


IMG_3586An old amber glass Clorox jug and the kind of iron that you heat up on a stove.  I used them to decorate my laundry room!  Fun, right!?IMG_3588

“The Lady Dover” clothing iron.  What a fancy name! lol 🙂


   We also went to the school carnival, but I only took 4 pictures.  This is very unusual for me! 🙂  I gotta tell you, sometimes, I just want to be Mom, not Mamarazzi, you know?

I DID get out my camera for these shots, I know they are dark, the evening was drawing to a close, but Paxton’s face was too precious not to show you these!

Clearly, he is underwhelmed by this horse ride!


Or maybe it was just a helmet issue?


Avery clearly, is having the time of her life. 

Ty thought it was pretty cool, too.


  Destiny ran off with her friends the SECOND we walked in the door. (Well, once she got her tickets and permission that is.)

{SIGH}  Guess this is our new reality, huh?!  How is my baby girl turning 9 this summer?


Happy Valentines Day! {And an Ode to My New Crockpot}

Ode To My New Crock Pot


You are red, which makes me happy

Writing poems makes me sappy.

Dale found you on the clearance shelf,

$10 on sale, a steal in itself!

When I was young, I’d have scoffed at you,

A CROCK POT for Valentines Day?

Hisssss!  Boo!

Now, that I am a Mommy and not so foolish,

I think a Crock Pot is quite cool-ish.

Romantic that my loved one thought of me,

Awesome he remembered I was missing thee.

Crocking is so much fun!

Loving you, Dale, for getting me one.

Our budget may not be extravagant this

Valentines Day,

That doesn’t matter, I’m here to say:

I love you in a very big way!

My lover, my soul mate, my very best friend,

Our love will be cookin’ to the very end.

I may not be a very good poet,

but I Love YOU & I want the world to know it!


  Happy Valentines Day, to my Daley-poo!

Thanks for remembering I wanted a new Crock Pot! It’s the little things that mean so much!!!


Yours always,

~T  xoxo

P.S.  Dale says I need to get on here and tell you that he is also taking me out to dinner, so you don’t think he doesn’t know how to handle this whole Valentines Day romance thing! 🙂  Ohhh, and guess what?!  He gave me a card as usual, but this time, he wrote a WHOLE PAGE in it.  Dale is a man of few written words, so this was a very special treat, and it made me BAWL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Valentines Day, everyone!

from Dale, Tonya & 4 little Fergusons

Destiny textTylan Text

{I told Avery to make a heart with her hands.  Sweet lil’ Peanut tried so hard!}

Avery text 2Paxton text


Fall Family Work Day

   I hope you all had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving, surrounded by those you love most!  Praying for safe travels for all of you as you head back home….. I for one, plan on being lazy by the fire in elastic waist pants all day, just vegging out with our Florida guests and playing games with the kids. 🙂

  We were so blessed to have a warm Fall day recently, sun shining, a bit brisk, but a lovely day to be outside for sure!  We all pitched in to help daddy tidy up the back part of the property, and while we were at it, set up a few spots for future photo shoots.

  I am finding that the more I take photos for others, the less I am taking of my own family.  It’s like that itchy Trigger Finger is being quieted, as I snap shots of others.  The editing part is also a bit daunting and more photos means more work.  However, it was really fun to get to take some of my kiddos and Dale today as we worked together.


Old red sheet metal we found makes a perfect backdrop!!!!



Wish this was on OUR side of the property line….OR that it wasn’t surrounded by thorns!!!


Thanks for letting me share!

Have a great one!


Happy Thanksgiving!

Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times. During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.
It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.

Author unknown.


Hubcap Hubbies, Cowboys & Indians and A Horse (of course)

  We had a great evening last night celebrating Fall Festival at church & going to visit my Grandparents and a few teachers and friends.  I chose not to take my camera in with us to the church Fall Festival, & I was glad I didn’t! It was all we could do to keep track of our little horsey in that big crowd.  🙂 

  As you can imagine, it is super-duper late at this moment, as I am staying up to get these photos ready for you.  So without further adieu, here they are:

These first few are taken Friday after school, Destiny wasn’t home and Pax was napping, so there are none of them alone. Sad smile


Pax has spent the better part of our weekend in this Cowboy hat from Tylan’s costume.  He is so proud of himself when he can get his short little arms up high enough to get it on and off his head.


*Take note of this typical Male move right here……Come on, who teaches them this stuff, really!



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The Ol’ Stink Eye


Yes, that IS a Hubcap. 

Found in the shed and wired to his belt……..So stinkin’ hilarious!


This next one is one of those unintentional shots that turn out so fun!!




Didn’t Destiny do a great job on these last few photos?! My little up and coming assistant!  🙂

  Hope you had a fun evening and your sugared-up kids CRASHED right into bed and slept all night long for you…..mine oldest 3 had 4 pieces of candy which is SUPER DUPER exciting at our house!  We brushed teeth extra extra good tonight, and no sugar for a while!  I grew up with my mom telling me this, but another mom last night reminded me: white sugar knocks the immune system for 5 hours!  I am not willing to deal with that now, since the pukes and bronchitis are going around!  Ew.

Happy Tuesday!



4 Little Fergusons Top 20: #9 – 4

  If you are just tuning in, I am counting down the top 20 blog posts this week, in honor of 4 little Fergusons blog turning 1 tomorrow!

Get caught up here:

Part 1

Part 2

  Today we count down 9-4:

9) Welcome to Tonya-land


When you visit my blog, you have crossed under the rainbow and entered “Tonya-land” where the weather is mostly sunny, the birds are always singing, lemons most often come in the form of lemonade and we all throw our arms around each others shoulders and sing “Kumbaya” at that end of each day.

003 Now Tonya-land has its bumpy roads, don’t get me wrong, but when you try to keep your glass half full, you usually can just keep on trucking, despite a pot-hole or two. But, every once in a while, my journey through Tonya-land comes to a screeching halt.

Recently, my rainbow tipped over, my lemonade tasted a bit more like straight sunshine-for-a-mlemons and a series of pot holes made me trip and fall. The birds are still singing though, and the sun will come out tomorrow, right Annie?

Apparently, this blog is a little too sunshine-y for some folks, a little too “fake” I believe was the word…

Read more here….

8) Confessions of A Stubborn Child of God

It’s Mother’s Day week. Once again I am bombarded with emotions I can’t always sort through. This may be the epitome of bitter-sweet.

I wonder how many years the sad will collide with the happy this week:

I am the Mommy to 4 beautiful little miracles here on earth.


I am the Mommy of 4 little ones in Heaven.


It was the Thursday before Mother’s Day, when I lost my 4th baby.

It was the Thursday before Mother’s Day that everything changed for me.

It was the Thursday before Mother’s Day, that I became free from a heavy heavy burden I had strapped on my own shoulders.

It was the Thursday before Mother’s Day, that my arms were freed from the buckets of cement I had been dragging for 2 long, emotionally exhausting years of ‘trying’.

Trying to make a baby.

Trying to keep a baby.

Trying to let go of all my preconceived notions of what I “deserved”, what I had dreamed of my WHOLE life, but never really doing it.

I spent nearly 2 years operating within my own will.

Read more here and please continue to parts 2 & 3 or click the links below.

Part 2: Hope for the Hopeless

Part 3: Heaven Is For Real

7) Date Your Mate, Even If It’s Tuesday

When you have little ones, date night starts to naturally take a back seat to the chaos called ‘life with kids’. In fact, the MORE little ones you have, the less you even think about date night. It’s a thing of the past, a distant memory of days gone by. Besides, how could you want to leave a face like this?????

Heck, even if you WANTED to go out, you are often too exhausted to even think of making the effort to take off the spit up smelling sweatshirt & coordinating sweats.

You know, the ones with snot crusties about knee height? Yup, those. (This is precisely why there is an entire “Home clothes” section of my closet!) And put on full makeup?? What’s that? IMPORTANT, that’s what. No, no, not necessarily JUST the makeup part, the whole shebang…you know, the getting fixed up and going on a date part!

As a stay at home mom who lives in baggy shirts with snot crusted pants and house shoes, its important, even if I am too tired, to get fixed up once in a while, get a sitter and go out to dinner with my hunny. Yeah, it’s a lot of work and effort. Yeah, we usually sit and talk about the kids anyways, but I am investing in Dale, in my relationship with him outside of the children we share. I am giving him my full time and attention. I am reconnecting with my best friend. I am dressing up and leaving the “home clothes” section of my closet behind! 🙂 And, even though he says he doesn’t care if I do makeup or not, I know he appreciates it, that when we go out together, I get fixed up for him. I want him to be proud to have me on his arm!

Read more here….

6) “The Rod”

This one got a lot of hits due to it’s contraversy. It’s actually part of a 3 part Seires on Discipline, linked in order below:

Starting Discipline: Part 1









In our family, starting solids is not just a new stage for our babies to experience. It’s not just funny faces and messy mouths. We take it very seriously, because as soon as our children are old enough to sit up in a highchair to eat their baby cereal, we start a WHOLE new chapter in their lives……..

We start teaching basic manners and we start to discipline them.

Read more here…..

“The Rod”: Part 2

Meet “The Rod”….


You know, as in “Spare the rod, spoil the child.”

(Adapted Proverbs 13:24 “Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him.”)

Phase II of our Discipline is introducing “The Rod”. This occurs when a spank on the leg is no longer affective.

Here’s how it goes down at our house:

#1 The child makes a wrong choice and needs help making the right one. Or needs help getting wrong behavior or bad attitude under control.

#2 We send said child to their room, to think about their actions, while they wait to be disciplined.

Read more here….

Good-bye Pushover Parenting, Hello Happy Kids: Part 3

As Destiny has gotten older, we have started giving her the responsibility of choosing her punishment. One especially difficult evening, Dale had enough of her disobedience, and told Destiny that she had until the end of supper to make a decision:

  • Lose a new Christmas toy for an undetermined amount of time


  • Get a spank

Her meal was spent in silent contemplation, as she considered her choices. And boy, did that last bite sit on her plate for a looong time. We could really tell she was struggling with her decision. Dale decided since it was a first offense and the first time we had offered such a decision, to show her grace, this time. He told her so and clearly layed out what would occur the next time around.

Later, she left him this note:

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To Dad:

It was a hard decision. Thank you for showing me grace.

Love: Destiny

Read more here….


5) Seeing God’s Provision: Part 2 of 3

 It’s funny to me how one post in particular of a 3 part series, draws substancially more than the rest. 

Seeing God’s Provision

  When I ended yesterday, God had just provided Valentines and Laundry detergent for our family. He was teaching me to rely on Him and Him alone to provide for ALL our needs, and even some wants, like the Valentines. Something that seemed so trivial to me, but something that screamed PROVISION on the Lord’s part.

During month number 3 of waiting for our check, and choosing to continue to refrain from grocery shopping, the supplies in our pantry and deep freeze were rapidly diminishing. Again, God provided in a way only HE could. He is SO good to provide for my every need before it even crosses my mind to ask Him for them!!!!!!!

I owed a promised photo order to a friend and had to call her and apologize that I was unable to place my order with her or pay her, until we received this illusive check. She was very gracious and gave me an extended time to take care of it. We hung up, and I felt much better about it all.

Not 5 minutes later HER MOTHER shows up at my door toting bags and bags of groceries for us.

I was blown away.

I just stood there and WEPT, as she brought in load after load of food for us.

Here this precious woman, who only knew me through her daughter, was allowing God to use her, to provide for a need of ours. She told me that just yesterday, she was looking in her cupboards wondering why she had so much food for just her husband and herself? She instantly knew why, when she heard of our situation. She was going to share her food with us, asking only for prayer in return. What an amazing moment! It was food for my soul as much as for my families tummies!

It was right after this that the Lord started showing me verses about the Sparrows not worrying about what they will eat, or what they will wear, yet my Father in Heaven cares enough to feed them. He also reminded me that He wanted me to rely on Him to meet my needs for today and today only.


Read more here….

Part 3 of the series, God Loves Me Too Much To Leave Me As I Am is found right after it by clicking to the next post.

4) Once Upon A Time, Part 1 of 4

I can hardly believe it, but today is Dale & my 9th Anniversary! Time flies when you are having babies, I mean fun!

Happy Anniversary, Dale! I am so blessed that God allowed me to marry you, the man of my dreams! Just when I think I couldn’t possibly love you any more than I already do, I see you scoop up one of our children in a giant daddy bear hug or stoop down low to kiss an owie knee. When you loving stroke the cheek of our baby as you lay him in his crib, or come up behind me and kiss my neck while I am doing supper dishes, my love for you grows a bit more. Not just any kind of love, the forever and ever, till death do us part kind of love…… A love that lasts a lifetime. Happy 9th Anniversary, honey! I love you! xo ~T

In honor of our 9th anniversary, and seeing as how this is my blog’s first year and we are all still getting to know each other, I’d like to tell you the story of how Dale and I met.

Let’s start waaaaaaay back at the beginning………..

Once upon a time, when I was a little girl, I loved fairy tales, LOVED them, as little girls seem to do. I played bride and princess and dreamed of my very own Happily Ever After………..


My little brother, Chad, made such a lovely Maid of Honor! 🙂

But more often than not, I played Mommy……


Read more here….

Look what still lives in Dale’s wallet 11 years later…The Original Phone Number. 🙂

The rest of the story may be found by clicking the next post after you are done reading. (They are also linked below if you’d like to access them that way instead.)

Summer Love: Part 2 of 4

Letter From God

Letting God Write Your Love Story: Part 3 of 4

My Very Own Happily Ever After: Part 4 of 4

Tune in tomorrow for the TOP 3 Blog Posts from my 1st year of Blogging…


4 Little Fergusons Top 20: #14 to 10

In honor of 4 little Ferguson’s blog turning 1 on Thursday, I am counting down the top 20 posts based on blog stats.  Go back to yesterday’s first post to get caught up……

14) Ladies Man

What can I say?

Paxton is a ladies man!


They just um, “flock” to him.

Check it out:043

Read more here….

13) 4 Eyes Are Better Than 2

Guess who had to get glasses?


Nope, not Avery. But she sure looks cute!


Nope, not Ty either, but he sure was sad that he couldn’t take his favorite blue pair home. (not pictured)

It was Destiny!


Read more here….

12) “Child Safe” Scissors?! Riiiight….

Avery loves to have “cutting time”. Cutting is a great thing to learn around age 2. I promote it! I am glad she enjoys it! It’s great for their developing motor skills!

Avery is grounded from scissors until further notice.

Avery decide to use said scissors to saw off a chunk of her hair.

And I do mean saw off.

They are Child Proof Scissors. They aren’t supposed to cut anything but paper. They are dull as all get out.

Exhibit A:

Guilty face. Nervous giggle.

“Uh, momma? I cut my hair.”

It sounded more like “uhmommaicutmyheyo” in I’m-in-Big-Trouble-so-I-am-Going-To-Mumble Avery speak.


See the smirk? Oh my word she is naughty. Waaaaay different than the other kids. They’d already be bawling at this point from sheer guilt!

Read more here…

11) The Story Of Paxton

I am madly in love with this little man:


And there is not a day that goes by that I don’t scoop him up in my arms, bring him up to my cheek and just breath a prayer of thanksgiving for his life here on earth with us. He is a gift straight from my Heavenly Father.


Read more here….

10) What The 4th Baby Taught Me…

Every child teaches you something new. My first baby taught me patience and delight, confusion and coordination. My second taught me perseverance. My third taught me that every baby is unique, that not everything comes painted in black and white, that lovely shades of gray exist in between. My fourth taught me that life is fragile, God is huge and can do great things if you trust in Him!


With two children, it is easy to label them “easy” vs. “difficult” and “creative” vs. “academic.” The third and fourth babies peel away the labels, because opposites only have two sides, and suddenly there are four to cover, all with very unique qualities and traits.

The 3rd baby, my strong-willed one, taught me that even if I could strive to raise my children “perfectly,” they would still fall short and make mistakes. The 3rd baby taught me I could do everything “right,” even by my own standards, and still not have a perfect child. My third baby taught me how to re-parent all over again, with her ornery ways and temper tantrums.

The 4th baby taught me to treasure baby things and baby ways. With children two and three, babyhood fled rapidly, scooted along for convenience’s sake. 17 month apart babies, and big sis in school, tend to create a survival of the fittest mentality.

I want the babyhood of my 4th to last forever. I want to cherish his sweet breath on my neck when I snuggle him, every sigh of contentment as I feed him, every face he makes when he is nursing, that no one else will ever see, every grin and giggle, the joy I feel in my heart, when he turns at the sound of my voice, and the feeling I get, when only I can stop his incessant crying because I am mommy, and for now, I am his EVERYTHING.

But I know babyhood cannot last forever…..

Read more here…..


Come back tomorrow for our count down from 9 to 4!

I am having so much fun re-reading and re-living these old posts! 🙂


4 Little Fergusons: Top 20

   Guess what?!  The 4 little Ferguson’s blog turns 1 on the 20th!  Awww, my baby blog is growing up! 

  In honor of this occasion, I have compiled a countdown of the Top 20 of your favorite blog posts this week. Click on the title or “read more here” to be taken to the actual post to read it in it’s entirety.

Today we count down from 20 to 15:

20) All Aboooooard!

Today, a train arrived in my living room. Apparently, it was headed to the library….

AND Willy Wonka’s Chocolate factory.

Books & Chocolate?
Count me in!

Meet the Conductor…….


Read more here….


19) Things Heard In My Home….

A peek (a listen?) into my home……

“No, you may not have TV time until all your chores are completed.”

“Avery, quit picking your nose, it’s gross.”

“Destiny, repeating “Hey mom” 20 times to tell me something, will not get you the kind of attention you are seeking.”

“Ty, quit honking your pee-pee.”

“Paxton, why are you fussing? Here, have a binky.“

“Avery! I can tell you are still picking your nose, even if you turn your back to me.”

“Ty! Quit! Do you have to pee or something? Go potty!”

“No Avery, I do not want your “booder”, go get a Kleenex and wash your hands…..”

“Oh my goodness, who dumped out all the clean, folded laundry in here?”

“Tylan, don’t come out of the bathroom with your pants still down.“

“Paxton! Seriously, quit spitting your bink out…….Oh, its past the 3 hour mark, no wonder you are so fussy, it’s time to feed you, again!!!!“

“Tylan! Go wash your hands. We always wash after we use the bathroom.”

Read more here….


18) What I Would Tell Them


If I knew what to say.

You are a miracle, straight from the hand of our Heavenly Father.

I have to love you this fiercely, so that you can feel it even when you are sitting in the Time Out Chair.


Or after you leave for school each day.


Or even while you are asleep.


After your childhood becomes a memory, I want you to remember my love for you….


Read more here…..


17) Afternoon Scooter Parade

It was such a beautiful day today! We decided to go visit my Grandparents after school. Tylan wanted to drive his scooter with his Great Grandpa, so we loaded up 2 scooters and a trike, and headed over…..


Read more here…..


16a) Random Things 

I love to make lists. Usually it’s a list of To Do’s, but today, it’s a list of Random Things. What can I say, it seemed like an easy blog topic for the day. 🙂

1. Being organized makes me happy.

2. I have to eat my Skittles sorted by color, and eaten from least favorite, to favorite.

3. First, yellow, orange, green, and then, red & purple can be switched depending on my mood.

4. This is precisely why I don’t get Skittles at the movies. Too dark to sort, and just too much work.

Read more here….


16b) The Return of Random Things

Random Things

1. We haven’t owned a microwave since ours died 6 years ago.

2. Close your mouths, it IS possible to live without the microwave.

3. We reheat using our toaster oven or the stove top.

4. The microwave is a terrible contraption that kills your food. Seriously!

5. I once saw an article written on a plant study: regular water vs. microwave water. The microwaved water plant DIED people! DIED!

6. If you touch my belly button, I will instantly gag, and quite frankly, might accidentally punch you in the face.

7. Why God would install this gag button on me, I’ll never know.

8. Dale scared me so bad once, my legs gave out from under me and my eyes cried.

9. Jerk.

Read more here…..


15) The 4th Trimester

Well, it’s official.

Today, I leave behind me……..the 4th Trimester of my pregnancy.

The Trimester I refer to as: ‘The Trimester OUT of the Womb.”

It’s quite a ride, that 4th Trimester; your body is recovering from labor, and you can’t help but wonder when life will ever be “normal” again.

Somebody once said it takes about 6 weeks to get back to normal after you’ve had a baby……somebody doesn’t know, that once you’re a mother, normal is history.

Read more here….


Come back tomorrow for Posts 14 to 10….


4 little Ferguson’s, 4 big Miracles

As I held Paxton in my arms today, I was reflecting on my life, and the journey it took for us to get to these 4 little Ferguson’s that fill our home with giggles and grins……..

I remember as a newlywed, discussing with Dale how long we’d wait to have children.  He was at a commission only job, and thought 4 years would be good.  I was hoping for more like 1 or 2! I was sitting in church one Sunday, and a little baby boy was peeking his head over his momma’s shoulder at me.  My heart swelled, my eyes filled with tears and I squeezed Dale’s hand tight and asked, how can I wait so long for my dream to come true?  All my life I had wanted to be a wife and mother!  I had been a wife for 8 months now, couldn’t we get to the mother part?  Sensible Dale, and his good money management, said we needed to wait so I could be a stay at home mommy.  I sighed, wiped my tears and agreed. Yes, I could definitely wait 4 years, if it meant I could stay at home with my baby. Little did I know, we were already TWO MONTHS PREGNANT!  We didn’t figure it out until one day I came home from work SO excited about supper!!!!!! I had run to 2 different stores to gather the things necessary to make this extraordinary meal of…….

Mac n cheese, little smokies and  fluffy white rolls.

Remember that school lunch?  Man I loved it!  To say Dale was disappointed, would be a major understatement!!!  He thought for sure, I surprising him with a steak dinner.  He looked at me like I was CRAZY!

Between that bizarre supper, the flu-like symptoms I had for a month now, and me bawling over Dale saying he was getting rid of the dog, we figured out it was time for me to pee on a stick.  Yup, pregnant!  We cried, we laughed, we sat there in complete shock.  So much for our 4 year plan.  But what about me staying home?  There was NO WAY we could live off Dale’s income.  With commission only, we never knew when the next check was coming!

15 months into our marriage, little 7 lb. 11 oz., Destiny Joy came to be part of our home, and guess who got to be at home with her from the very beginning? Yup! Me!  God answered our prayers for me to be a stay at home mom.  He laughed at our 4 year plan and gave me the desires of my heart, well before the 4 year mark.  And you know, the numbers never did add up right for us to “afford” for me to quit my job. But month after month, He provided. Sometimes by a bill coming with credit on it, even though I had only paid the stated amount the month before. Or an unexpected refund check would come in the mail.  And man, $50 used to go far at Aldi’s! (like the woman with the oil jar in the Bible) I NEVER do that good there now! lol 🙂  God provided for our each and EVERY need, all because we trusted in Him!  Praise His name!

When Destiny turned 2, we decided it was time to try for another little Ferguson.  I got pregnant in Bahamas, but I also got food poisoning from some bad crab……I was sick for 10 days, oh the misery!  Later, I lost our first baby. 😦  I was heartbroken.  We decided to try again, and a few months later, got a positive test.  Yay!  A little brother or sister for Destiny.  Again, we miscarried. Again, I went to the clinic every day to have blood drawn to follow the pregnancy hormones back to zero.  Again the humiliation of losing a child.  (I don’t know why, but you really feel like you did something wrong!)  Destiny says “It’s ok momma, our baby is in Heaven with Jesus and the angels.”     Now the fear was starting to set in.  I had been very, very, sick after Destiny’s birth, with infection, and spent months in bed. Could it have damaged me?  Was I EVER going to carry another child to term again?  The Lord blessed me with a special verse to cling to:

(  ) = my personalization

Ephesians 3: 14-19 When I think of the wisdom and scope of God’s plan, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the creator of everything in Heaven and on earth.  I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will give (me) mighty inner strength through his Holy Spirit.  And I pray that Christ will be more and more at home in (my) heart as I trust in him.  May (my) roots go down deep in the soil of God’s marvelous love.  And may (I) have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high and how deep his love really is.  May (I) experience the love of Christ, though it is so great (I) will never fully understand it.  Then (I) will be filled with the fullness of life and power that comes from God.”

The fullness of life, I just knew that was God’s promise, that I would be pregnant once again.  I clung to a small strand of hope that it was true, praying it would be so and done to His honor and glory, begging Him night after night, to let me carry another child to term, to let another baby live down here on earth with me.

6 months later, I found out I was pregnant again.  Praise be to God!   We made it far enough along, that we told people, and I was starting to wear maternity clothes.  Then, miscarriage number 3 occurred.  How humiliating it was to “un-tell” people!!  Now I was just mad!  How could God do this to me? He gave me that verse about fullness of life!!!!!  My life long dream was to have 4-6 kids, and it was just not happening!

I told Him I was ticked, and no longer would be talking to Him about having a baby.  I would run this show myself!   We saw a specialist and they ran $10,000 worth of blood and genetic tests.  They all came back normal.  There was no reason my body couldn’t carry another baby to term.  So, we went home, me more determined than ever, and started counting days, and all that hoopla that entails.  We conceived, and this time I almost made it to the end of the first trimester.  I was in full maternity clothes, and feeling great;  THIS was going to be THE pregnancy, I just knew it!  The Thursday before Mother’s Day, I miscarried my 4th baby in 2 years.  This time I broke.  I sobbed, I repented, I gave it all to my Abba Father, my daddy in Heaven.  I confessed my stubbornness, and my pride.  I laid my desire of having more children on the altar, and stepped back and let go.  What a scary thing to do!  I felt sad, yet so very much at peace. I knew this was what God had been asking me to do all along.

On May 24th, Dale and I reached our 5th anniversary.  We celebrated, as most married couples do (wink wink) just to celebrate, with no thoughts of a baby, and conceived just 2 weeks after our 4th miscarriage.  For those of you unfamiliar with miscarriage, your body usually takes a good 6 months to “reset” from a miscarriage, and prepare for another cycle.  What a miracle! Our due date was February 14th.  Our anniversary baby had a Valentine’s day due date….how romantic! 🙂

Tylan Zachary Ferguson came into the world on February 15th, after 3 months of bed rest and lots of medication to keep me pregnant.  He was a hearty, healthy 9 1/2 pounds.  Oh, how my heart leapt for joy to have another baby in my arms and home.  Destiny was 3 1/2 at this time and SO happy to have a baby brother!  She would sit and hold him, an hour at a  time, stroking his face, and telling him how special he was.

After all our troubles, it was explained to us, that we may never have another baby again, we were sad, but ok.  We were SO very thankful for our 2! We now had a boy and a girl, our family could be complete, and I was going to learn to be content with my 2 on earth and 4 in Heaven.  I figured that was God’s way of giving me my 6 kids.

Then, one morning, I woke up very abruptly, and sat straight up in my bed.  The first thing I thought was “Hmm, since we are out of bedrooms, the new baby could sleep in the basinet in the corner of our room.”  WHAT?  My heart started racing, what a weird dream!  But, wait, hold on…..I HAD been feeling lousy, and bloated, and nauseous….oh my word! Could we be pregnant?  I was still nursing my 10 month old full-time and hadn’t had a cycle yet!  I took a test, went to the doctor and found out……WE WERE 15 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!!!  My 10 month old was going to be a big brother!

Oh. My. Goodness.

Avery Lyn Ferguson was born on my 27th birthday, 5 days early no less!  She was 10 pounds, 3 oz.  Another natural delivery, another miracle brought into our lives!  Her pregnancy was, by the book perfect, with the exception of some leg problems (nerve damage from Ty’s pregnancy), but nothing life threatening to either of us.  I was so thankful for another healthy baby, but started praying that God would allow my body at least a 2 year break, since it seemed to be “fixed” of our previous problem of staying pregnant.  With a 4-year-old and 2 babies, 17 months apart, I was SO happy, but SO exhausted! 

And wouldn’t you know, He allowed us to get pregnant again…this baby due right after Avery turned 2.  Isn’t God funny? He TOTALLY has a sense of humor!  He gave me my 2 year “break”.  Dale told me next time I should pray more specifically.  Like that I wouldn’t GET pregnant until the 2 year mark, not that the next baby be BORN at the 2 year mark.   🙂

Pregnancy number 8, in 8 years, was hard on this ol’ body.  I had more complications with this final pregnancy than ever before.  Paxton was diagnosed with a Complete Circumvallate Placenta.  This means the placenta was not properly attached, which allows a thick, round white and opaque ring of membranes to slowly cover the placenta, limiting minerals, nutrients and oxygen to Paxton throughout the pregnancy.  We started praying right then and there, that God would feed our baby, since my body could not!

Pregnant women who experience circumvallate placenta, are at a very high risk to deliver a premature baby or have a miscarriage. You can imagine how often I fought the spirit of fear those first 25 weeks! I started contracting at 14 weeks, and I spent the next 6 months on bed rest, and once again, saw a specialist.  It’s so hard to not be fearful when you have a history of losing babies, so DAILY, HOURLY, I had to give my fears to Him.  Pleading with the Lord to allow this baby to live here on earth, with me.

God gave me another special verse to cling to, this time through a dear friend:

Psalms 23:7 (TLB):  “(She) will not fear bad news, nor live in dread of what will happen. For (she) has settled in her mind, that Jehovah will take care of (Paxton).”

Wow, how powerful!  And what a promise. Oh, how I clung to that verse like a life line!

Paxton Clay came into the world at a whopping 10 pounds 3 oz!  Not only had God fed Paxton for me, He fed him WELL!  🙂  What a miracle!  The perimeter of the placenta was 95% covered in that white opaque band, and still we had a BIG healthy boy.  I get chills and teary eyed just thinking about it, and the miracle occurring in my womb all along, God was providing my little Paxton with the food and oxygen he needed to live. Praise the Lord!

So here we are, Dale, Tonya & 4 little Ferguson’s….. 

God has answered my hearts desires, and I am living my very own dream come true!  I often think about my 4 babies in Heaven, and look forward to the day when I can kiss those sweet faces.  Until then, I know they are safe in the arms of their Abba Father, their Daddy in Heaven, and for that, I can be truly thankful. 

“No one else knows the strength of my love for you. After all, you’re the only ones who know what my heart sounds like from the inside.”