Love in a bean bag

What does love feel like? What does it look like? Is there any way to actually describe it in a few words or less? I don't think so. But you know it when you see it. I found it in a bean bag...actually in the filling up of a bean bag. 

Our family time was rushed last night, because I got home late from a dr appointment and consequently peter got back to his studies later than he planned. I'm still nesting pretty bad and so I decided to fill up my newborn poser with 4 boxes of filler to be able to cross it off my list. I read that it could be messy so I decided to do it out in the garage. 

As soon as I tried to do it myself I realized I had bitten off more than I could chew- bean bag filler started going everywhere. I mean EVERYWHERE. Apparently there was a hole in the top part of the giant bag and they were flying out of there faster than I could try to get some to come out of the actual hole I had made. It was kind of a disaster. 

Peter happened to walk by the garage while I was attempting to not lose every bean from that bag- and he put his book down and came over to help even though he was already behind. He took over from there- I don't know how or why I thought I could do this myself!! He emptied the rest of the initial bag into the poser and I attempted to clean up some of the hundreds of sticky, static-y beans I had spilled, and the wind was blowing into the garage and spreading them all over. Baby Peter thought it was Christmas morning- he was so excited to chase them, stomp on them, and play with them! 

In the mean time, my sweet man started getting out a bunch of supplies and it didn't take me long to realize he was making a giant funnel to finish filling the poser bag. During school time, he willingly and without me asking set his work aside and joined in rescuing me from my project. I fell in love a little more with him. 

He diligently worked on his giant funnel and soon had it ready to fill. I wish I could have gotten a picture of me the teamwork it took. He would fill the funnel reservoir, then hold it up while I shook the poser and helped direct the beans into it. It worked really well and we wasted wayyyy less beans from the next three bags. Even though I was so impressed with the funnel masterpiece I was more overwhelmed and impressed by how loved I felt! I don't have to nag or beg for my sweetheart's help- lately I have had so many projects as my nesting mommy's heart prepares for baby and peter has SO kindly and sympathetically taken my projects and urgent "to do's" as his own. From shampooing carpets to moving furniture...he has been a huge support and I'm so grateful for the loving husband he is. 

We finally got our bean bag poser filled and father and son had fun testing it out. :-) 

My heart was filled to the brim and I fell in love all over again. So thankful for the love I found in a bean bag! 

Home. Sweet. Together.

Mainly I started this blog for my family and friends to be able to see what I am doing as I now live far away from them all.  But I also want to have it so that I can look back over the years and recall all the sweetness and memories of the beginning of our life together. 
I am hoping to post some recipes, photos, ways I saved money or time, etc....  I informed my husband over dinner a couple nights ago that I wouldn't be half the wife I am today if it weren't for pinterest!  I am a huge fan of all the recipes, ideas, and tips that pinterest has, and it has filled our first weeks together with a lot of yummy food!  :-) 
 As I looked around my house the other day I was overwhelmed with thankfulness.  Even though I love my home, I can barely take any credit for what is in it.  The people in our lives were SO generous for our wedding and shower.  Almost everything in every room was a gift.  When I registered for all my kitchen stuff I guess I didn't realize how MUCH I would get of the list we made.  I literally got almost everything on all 3 of my registries- I think I still need a rolling pin.  I mean, seriously, it was overwhelming!!  We are SO blessed and I am reminded every time I go to use something.  I turn on my lamp and I think of my new friend at church, I look across the room and there's this decoration from that person, and this gift from someone else.  Even the stuff we did buy we found such good deals on Craigslist for- which is why I want to emphasize that my home not be a showcase but a testimony of the goodness of God.  He really rewards those that wait for His best exceedingly and abundantly above what we could ask or think.  :-)
So for the home I can take no credit- just do my best to keep it sweet and lovely, and for the together part I can take no credit because it was the Lord that brought us together and it will be Him that keeps us together. 

Here are the words to the song I sang as a surprise to my husband at our wedding, that inspired the name of this blog:
I've found the place God planned for me;
Where I belong, where I should be,
The grace of God sent from above has given you to me to love.
A house can be wood, brick, or stone,
But homes are built by love alone.
I dreamed of this my whole life through,
I found my home when I found you.

Home Sweet Together
Home Sweet Forever
Home is where the heart is, and my heart is with you
No matter where we ever roam,
Together we'll be home sweet home,
For this life and forever, we'll be
Home Sweet Together

I promise God and promise you now,
Before Him as our hearts we bow;
All my love for all my days,
Together giving Christ the praise.
Home here, or far away
If God calls us to go or stay;
Wherever we go, whatever we do,
I'll be at home if I'm with you.

Home Sweet Together
Home Sweet Forever
Home is where the heart is, and my heart is with you
No matter where we ever roam,
Together we'll be home sweet home,
For this life and forever, we'll be
Home Sweet Together