Sarah Nadine Blog » Blog

  • I AM TELLING YOU YOUR STORY, NOT HERS. NO ONE IS TOLD ANY STORY BUT THEIR OWN

    c.s. lewis

    life: [noun] the period between birth and death of a person. that's what's going on over here. the everything in between. the breaths that are exclusively mine, the experiences only i can carry out, and the moments that were specifically created for me. this is my story.

Category Archives: LIFESONGS

i get to choose.

Life. A simple, four letter word with so much weight, meaning, and expanse to it.  It means the opposite of death.  The distinguisher between something dead or alive.  An adjective

none but jesus.

In the quiet, in the stillness I know that you are GodIn the secret of your presence I know there I am restoredWhen you call I won’t refuseEach new day, again I’ll chooseThere

37/52

Judah West:  You love reading … and finding little nooks!  (**sneak preview of the almost finished playroom!**) Hunter Elias:  How are you looking so much like a little boy

capacity.

Do you get to a point where you have just had ENOUGH?  Where everything seems to come to a head at one time and that was the last straw/the bubbling over bit/the tipping point?  Oh, you

36/52

Judah West:  There’s always a new game to play.Hunter Elias:  Your face always has a new story to tell.

nine months …

It’s only days before Hunter is going to be 10 months!!  Figured, I should post his 9 month blurp before then (just following the same “behind” pattern for every other month

35/52

Judah West:  My little explorer.Hunter Elias: My little adventurer.

34/52

Judah West:  Did some modelling to show off Auntie Candaci’s crocheting skills.  You definitely make that cute hat even cuter. Hunter Elias:  Out at Auntie Shelley’s land,

family pics.

Last month before our vacation, my ever so talented friend, Sherah, took some photos of us down at the river.  It was a super hot day (for up here in Canada, at least!) and to dip our feet in

33/52

Judah West:  Already, at this age, we can see you have the potential for some life-long friendships.  You are a loyal friend.Hunter Elias:  To see this bond with your brother already

back.

Oh, it feels so good to be home!  You know you’ve had a good vacation when you return home and are so happy to be there.  Idaho was more than spectacular for us (in so many different

32/52

Judah West:  We love watching you explore new things.  By the end of our camping trip, you were not afraid of the water one bit.  Here you are, “walking on the

31/52

Judah West: Always looking for a way to help … you like being a big boy.Hunter Elias: This week, you were my extra early riser.  This view made it all worth it.

unplugging.

Well, lately I have been pretty unplugged from everyone – online and in person, alike.  I’ve been working hard at getting our company taxes done so that we could go on our family

30/52

Judah West: It was fun to watch you interact at this wedding … you were so intrigued by dancing, yet, didn’t want to break it down (as you have in the past).  You were quite the

29/52

Judah West: You, my boy, will do anything for a laugh.   Hunter Elias: You, my boy, love your food in any shape or form or place.

26/52

Judah West: You are all boy.  Any moving machine/bike/car/you name it, you’re on it.  I love that you and your little buddy “helped” each other out.Hunter Elias: If

seven and eight months …

Choked that I’ve had to combine two months again, but as the age old saying says: Better late than never.  Here’s my heart-stealing Hunter-bear. 7 months Well folks, it’s

21 – 25/52

Oh. My. Goodness.  Here I go again … not posting my “weekly” portraits.  It’s easy enough to capture these boys on my camera every week, it’s just finding the

basic.

We were driving up to one beautiful campsite the other year, and the drive was equally as gorgeous.  Mountains on either side of us, trees, trees, trees everywhere.  The skies were just

five and six months …

Apparently, this time of year, I am busy.  Last year, at this very same time, I combined two of Judah’s month-by-month posts as well(!). Onto the little rascal …  Wow …

names & and a giveaway. [closed]

There is something about simple art that I just love.  The rawest, shortest, minimalist amount of something can be so full. interesting. captivating.  Writing out a name being an

this mama is.

There really is such a thing called a “funk” after having babies.  Not that I didn’t really believe it, but I never thought that I could be one to go through it.  It’s not

He will quiet you.

Through Instagram, I heard about a tragic accident that killed a 3 year old boy last Friday.  I don’t know the family, nor had I heard about them before it became public.  After the

learning new balance.

I feel like I might be writing this post for the rest of my life.  Living life involves finding balance – constantly.  It seems that with every new season, we have to evolve our balancing

documenting.

I read a blogger friend’s post today about how she is coming out of hibernation and ready to blog again (read post here).  Near the end of her post, she said something that rang so true

influence.

My whole life, it seems, I’ve gone to great lengths just to be original. A simple but substantiated example, I’ll take you back to the 7 year old Sarah.  As a general rule, kids

because he bends down to listen.

Since Hunter was born, I’d have to say, this has been the craziest, most challenging, busiest, most tiring time of my entire life.  I’ve hit some lows and hard times before, but

slowing it down.

This winter season has really taken a while.  Once again, it’s all white on the ground here and we have colds … again.  Not to be a complainer, but we (as a family) have not been

colorfully said & read.

Part of my lineage is french, we live in a bi-lingual country … naturally, I’ve always wanted to be able to fluently speak it.  I took basic french in my schooling years and would

three months …

Ok.  So, where did this last month go?  Tomorrow, Hunter will be four months old and I still haven’t gotten these three month pics up (eep!!).  Thankfully I took these a month ago …

three years ago…

My life changed. My name, my living arrangements, my family, my future…all got redesigned, transformed into what now is part of my everyday life.  The beautiful life I get to live with the

a love for every crook & cranny.

In less than 24 hours we will be on the plane, headed for Palm Springs!  I am a little on the nervous side, but more on the excited side to be travelling with two littles.  Keeping my fingers

free and whole.

This is my view presently … just kidding.  Wish it was!  Instead, I’m in bed. I’ve been fighting a migraine the past two days and it is ugly this time around.

mornings like these.

Yesterday was the three month hump … our sweet baby Hunter is now 3 months old!  (his 3 month post coming!)  I remember this point with Judah.  Things began to feel

overheard / 3

Sitting at the dinner table the other night … Judah looks at me and says, “Mama, hot.”He then looks over to his ‘A-boo’ (Auntie Boo/Brittany), “A-boo,