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Hi there :)

This is something I've never done before. Posting my thoughts out there for the public to read. Sure, I'm all too comfortable with the usual social media outlets (cough cough *Facebook junkie*), but to share like this? Nope, never. So please be patient :) I'm learning.

First things first. Maybe you'd like to get to know me a little better. I love getting to know other people so much that my husband has to literally drag me out of church every weekend or I would stay there later than the staff.

I'm 25, yet life at times has felt like I should be a lot older. I have an AMAZING husband, and am so grateful to God that He chose him for me. We were married in October of 2010, 5 months after I graduated from college. He's an engineer, I do research. Makes for some pretty interesting (or nerdy) conversations.

We got pregnant with our first in September of 2011. I was absolutely thrilled to become a mother!

You know that 20 week appointment where you find out the sex of the baby? January 16th 2012 was the day we had ours. We weren't even going to find out, just couldn't wait to get a look at the little life growing inside of me. And it's a day I'll never forget...ever. We did find out we were having a boy, but our son's time on earth was limited. He had kidney and heart failure, and we were referred to perinatal hospice.

Samuel David was born on April 30th, 2012 at 3:20am. We had 50 minutes with him before he passed into the arms of Jesus. I miss him more than words could ever express, but I know I'll see him again one day. He was and always will be my first baby :)

We found out September 2012 that we were pregnant again, and I'm currently 18 weeks pregnant. We found out we're having a girl, and we have been told that she is healthy. We're due June 6th 2013. I am filled with such a happiness! And at the same time sadness for what we have missed out on with our Sam. We are still grieving. But I know deep within my heart that God has a plan, and has big plans for us. I put my faith and trust in Him every day because I know what life is like without Him.

So, that's a little bit about me. I'm an open book, and I am excited to be writing! I look forward to where this journey will take me. Thank you for reading!

Consider it pure joy, brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.  ~James 1:2-4

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  1. I'm excited to be here for the journey! :-) LOVE that verse.

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    1. LOVE YOUR BLOG KAILA YOU ARE SUCH A BRAVE YOUNG LADY, AND I AM SOOOOOOOOO PROUD TO CALL YOU AND JAMIE FAMILY.YOU ARE SUCH AN INSPIRATION EVEN TO THIS OLD HEART. MAY GOD BLESS YOUR FAMILY WITH HEALTH. I KNOW SAM IS WATCHING OUT FOR HIS LITTLE SIS. LOVE YOU ALWAYS, AUNT BARBARA AND UNLE TERRY.

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  2. I am so exited for you and Jamie, and I'm excited to follow your blog.

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  3. You both are such an inspiration! Your experience could have taken your lives in such a different direction. God is awesome and Sam is in his loving arms. I have a great friend up there who I miss daily, she passed away 3 years ago suddenly in her late 40s. She could never have kids and was my childrens second mother. She was my best friend and life without her leaves a whole in my heart. I like to think Sam is your gift to her and she's rocking him and taking good care of him for you. She was also a Creeker :) I couldn't be happier you are being blessed with a baby girl now! It was nice meeting you Sunday, I hope to see more of you! God Bless! Jill

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    1. Thank you Jill, God is the ultimate healer! It was so nice to meet you too :)

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  4. Hey Kaila, now I have a picture! Lol. It's me and my daughter, Abby.

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