Friday, March 27, 2015

Funny Labor Stories!!

These stories had be in stitches of laughter. Who knew labor could actually be funny?? Enjoy!!

A couple who didn't speak English came in ready to deliver. The man kept trying to get out of the delivery room, but we kept insisting he had to stay for moral support. When the baby emerged, I turned the man's head so his eyes were on the delivery. Unfortunately, the next day I found out that he wasn't the woman's husband. He was her brother.

A patient was having trouble pushing. Her belly was numb from the epidural so I told her to push hard enough that she could feel it in her chest. I was demonstrating so intensely that I passed gas -- really loudly. I told her, "See, if you push, things happen down there!" She laughed so hard that she ended up giving birth to her baby in hysterics.

A dad called in to inform us that his wife's water had broken. We told him to hurry to the hospital. He arrived quickly, holding a jar of her amniotic fluid. Unfortunately, he left the wife at home.

'When my brother was born, they had to use forceps to get him out. My mom saw them and screamed "THOSE ARE SALAD TONGS! YOU ARE NOT PUTTING ANY KITCHENWARE IN THERE!"'

My mothers labour was extremely short, I was born within an hour. So that means that she went from experiencing minimal pain, to extreme pain with little time to adjust. When my dad was driving her to the hospital, he unfortunately had to stop for gas. He went into pay, and just then an elderly man in a wheelchair stopped him, asking him to buy cigarettes for him as the store was not wheelchair accessible. My mom then proceeded to lean out the window, yelling "DONT HELP THE CRIPPLE."'

When in labour with dd I was on my way to have a bath to ease pain. So the midwife in hospital ran the bath... I said "oh you will have to leave me a second I need a poop" she said "r u sure" so i started before she even left.  sSe ran at me taking me out of toilet... I was shoutin Noooo put me back I need toilet. I was crying and trying  to tell them. They kept sayin 'Laura It's your baby.' They got me in bath and I can't stop this pushing... I looked up and seen a poo floating in water with me... I screamed and swished it of.. the student Midwife ended up chasing it around with a net :S I was mortified.

My babies head was nearly out so was Puttin a lot of pressure on my bowels (yuk) il never forget that wee tiny net (the type used to catch fish) being flung in the pool tryin to catch that yuky floater. Oh and i haven't spoke about it since lol. Was all worth it though ,

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The withered plant lives....

Being a PW I have to listen to my husband preach all the time. My 'pastor' is my husband...
 and at times it can be a sort of conflict of interest.

Gary is a phenomenal preacher and amazing pastor, but at the end if the day he is still my husband! Therefore him ministering to me is probably just a little more challenging than a pastor I am not related to.

However sunday he preached a sermon that really hit home for me. It was about having true joy and happiness.  Sometimes it's so easy to get caught up in the wrongs of life and lose the victory. 

I found my Christian life feeling a bit religious and 'common'. I really didn't know how to shake it.  I have been suffering from one eczema flare up after another and just felt really down in the dumps.
I am so thankful God doesn't leave us on our own to fight our battles. And will even use our Pastor husband to minister to us if needed.

The day after the sermon I noticed this dead plant in my kitchen, sprouting new buds.  I was given this plant if memory serves me correctly before Christmas.  I have never EVER been able to keep a house plant alive.  And truthfully this one was just barely making it.  The plant reminded me of myself. Dry, withered and crusty.  But after hearing that sermon I felt like i could do this.  I could continue the battle.  Gods living word sprouted new hope, new 'buds' so to speak within my soul! 

Usually I would have thrown away the plant at first sign of degeneration, but I kept watering it.  Pruning away the leaves and had hope that maybe one day it would come back to life.  Isn't that how God treats us?  Even when we a spiritually dry and withered he continues to feed us with his word until we bear fruit once again!  

These two little flowers on my plant give me hope of the victories to come and the wonderful season of fruitfulness and joy that awaits me!

This isn't just true for myself, it's a promise to all of us!

Gal 6:9 'Do not grow weary in doing good, for in due season you will reap a harvest if you do not give up!'

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Good Bye Media Fast!!

As all my readers know I embarked on the exciting Journey of cutting off social media and media use for 1 month!  Though I am no media junkie the fast wasn't as easy as I thought it would be.  I was able to see how much time I  did spend on media and how it had sadly gripped my heart.
The fast was mainly for those that were heavy social media users (my closest social media is this blog) so I customized the fast to suite my media use.

I was hoping to end this fast with some grand revelation about media consumption.  To no avail!  Though there were some members in my church that it changed their lives.  Some people have been delivered from watching tv literally all day long.  Delivered from the need to take selfies constantly to upload to instagram and the need to check facebook pages and play

What did it do for me? Well it taught me that God made me creative and I don't need pinterest for EVERYTHING!  And that sharing my life with others personally is more important then via blog.

Happy to be back though! :D

Hope you all had a lovely month!!

Oh BOY!!!

Oh my's about 7 in the evening and the reality of the news is hitting me.  Since we haven't revealed it, my emotions won't let me celebrate too much until it's out.
Funny I thought I would cry when I found out the news.  But I replayed the moment so many times in my mind already with the time I found out ...I just knew.
I had so many stinking signs it was a's actually quite a miracle.
I asked God to show me signs and he did.. About 7 or 8 of them.  SO my advice if your pregnant and want to know the gender...forget old wives tales ask God for specific signs.
My last sign was given to me the day before the ultrasound.  I asked God to show me a sign with "his name".  Now his hame isn't Joe or Bob or some usual name that would be seen everywhere.  So when a friend sent me a picture of a name she was considering for her child and under names you might also like I was my childs name I ALMOST FELL OFF MY CHAIR!
All of a sudden peace and confirmation completely filled me heart and I said 'YES Lord".  The peace was so strong that I had no doubts at the ultrasound what I would be told.  That morning I felt completely at peace! It actually creeped me out how calm and sure I was...that in of it self made me nervous.  I also had prayed that should we have a girl God would fill us with joy and I felt there was no need to be anxious about the results! Either way God was going to come through for us.
I am throughly excited...and happy to say I no longer need to pee in mason jars or glasses to get answers! LOL
I have wanted a son for the past 11 years.  Though I am sure I always wanted a son, however becoming pregnant with my first was the first time I really felt a burning desire to have one!
I pray he reaches the world for Jesus and follows in the footsteps of his Daddy.
 The morning of the ultrasound a disciple from our church came to pick me up (not knowing the gender) said " I was praying this morning that "he" be fruitful". That really touched my heart...and I nearly gave it away right then and there to the brother...even in my womb this precious Ray Ray has people praying for his fruitfulness! That same brother also said 'you don't have to tell me what your having, God already confirmed it to me'
The Lord couldn't have worked out my childrens' placing any better...
My first is my first and my precious child that lead me to Christianity.
My middle child really isn't a middle child. She will be my one and only baby girl.
And now I have my first son!  They each have a perfect place in their birth order! :D
Here are the ultrasound spoilers. For full story check out
After seeing the 'xy'  sign (scientific term for male) my heart skipped a beat.  I smiled to myself. I wasn't sure if the tech showed me the sign on purpose as a way to 'tell me' without 'telling me' or if it was an accident.  I needed further confirmation. Ray Ray was continuing to be quite active so I said 'he must be a boy cause he's so active'. Would she fall for the bait?
Yup!  She said 'it looks like, I have seen gender a few times since beginning but let's check one more time'
A few times? Heck I hadn't even seen a pee pee once!  So she showed me all his parts... And last but not least the golden Jewels. I squealed 'there it is'. The only time in my life I would be excited to see a pee pee on a screen'. The tech laughed and said 'yes he looks like a boy but just let your doctor call to confirm'.
I smiled and thanked her and walked out not caring if anyone called me.  I know what I saw!  And she saw a number of times... I was having a boy!  And that was that!

I couldn't wait to share with my family & friends to exciting much anticipated news!!

Thursday, February 12, 2015

The Statement Necklace

On my birthday a dear friend of mine gave me my very first one and only 'statement necklace'.

These flashy necklaces are quite 'hot' commodities in the accessory departments and trending on necks everywhere! 

The necklace I received represents me in a lot of ways.  It was simple, classic with a hint of boldness! Just like me!  My friend knows me well and picked a necklace that mirrored who I am as a person. (Good job xoxoxox)

It got me thinking of the statements our lives make.  Right now if your life were to be a statement necklace what sort of 'statement' would it make. 

Another dear friend of mine was describing my husband and I and said 'when she thinks of us she thinks obedience'.  Now I humbly accept that statement and know there have been many disobedient moments in our lives...however, I thought it interesting that to her... that was the 'statement' our lives are making.

While these necklaces are beautiful the Bible says 'let our beauty not merely be outward'.  Take today to take a cold hard look at the statements your life is making.  Let's make our lives make statements of truth, kindness, Christ's Love and generosity.  Let our lives make greater 'statements' than the necklaces we wear!

My new necklace will always be a friendly reminder of the statements I want to make with this life!

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Share & Compare Generation

This is the "share" era.  Thanks to social media and ever progressing technology sharing our lives with one another has never been easier.  The Internet has made distance a non issue by connecting long distance friends and relatives with one another via skype, facebook and the like.
While social media  can be a wonderful way to express yourself and reach out to others, it can also cause insecurities and compare issues that perhaps people didn't suffer from 10 years ago.

I had a friend share a story with me about how she was looking at someones instagram page and after doing so felt completely unfulfilled with her life.  Talk about depressing...but this is what social media can do. Now that it's being shared...we want to compare our lives to it, and compare everyone else's lives.  The 'Jones' family are now all over the internet and keeping up with them is that much more difficult. 

When my friend shared this with me, I thought "is this the life you really want?" A photograph and a witty caption only can depict so much 'truth' in a persons life.  Most people only post those 'happy' 'picturesque' 'proud' moments...not the time that the house was a disaster and  decided to go to bed anyway. Not their husbands angry face when he sees how much money was spent last month.  Not pictures of your children's cavities from all the sweets they have eaten or how they peed their bed. Not the photo that  shows all your flaws, wrinkles,pimples and all!!  Oh no...God forbid we show that we actually burned tonight's dinner!( I actually accidentally  cooked rotten food in my dinner the other night....)

The danger of this share & compare generation is much of what we are "sharing" just isn't reality.  It's not the norm of our's just a small snippet. However, how easy it is for an onlooker to look  at our perfectly edited lives via social media and think "well my life sucks".

When I first started this blog my intention was/is to show my life...a real genuine, honest perspective of the life of a pastors wife and well me....Lady Vee, Victoria.  And I have even found myself at times posting the cute photo's and sharing the "sweet" stories...which could easily cause someone else so read and think 'man...she makes this look so easy??'    I do try and catch myself and throw some boo-hoo's in there.

I really wanted to reach out to all those who have a habit of comparing their lives to others...and let you know behind all those pictures and sweet stories is a DIFFERENT story.   Each of our lives has the good, bad and the ugly! Cherish and love the life God has given you!

Have a lovely week guys!!
Lady Vee

Monday, February 9, 2015

PW Pride... Three digit service and move!

Hubby and I started our church in NY a little over 5 years ago!  Most know we started with humble beginnings ...with a whopping 12 people in out first service...7 of which included us, our family and friends.

A couple Sundays ago we had 101 people in church for the first time!  I say this because it absolutely blows my mind.  It's like watching a child grow!  How does that happen?

Our church has been in the 70/80 section for a while...every once and a while reaching up to the 90's...but the 100 mark has been one we have all be waiting to get to for at least a year. 

The milestone seemed 'So close..yet so far' (those word will never be the same thanks to Gabriel's song lol)

Well, we finally reached it.  And it felt great. The usher showed me the count mid service and I actually yelled out in joy!  Thankfully no one heard.

Today's service we finally moved into the other side of our church,that we had been renovating for quite some time!
Another huge milestone for us! To think we moved in just over a year ago, barely filling half the building and now have the entire building to ourselves!! Gods on the move!!

In all honesty, it's not about the numbers at all...especially if you don't see the fruit of it...but this is why I was so excited. We are seeing the fruit. We are seeing young converts lock in and bring their friends and family.  Revival is a sight to see!

Sometimes you can feel your efforts and prayers are pointless but God reminds me that His Word does not return void.

Last year I went through a lot of hellish attacks...some days I felt like this PW stuff just really isn't worth it.  I suffered through and endured...and somehow that sweet number and watching all the lifted hands in worship today made it worth it. 

The fact God could use our lives to help others is an honor and humbling.  I think of the lives God used to help me get to where I am today.

As a new convert Ainsley, Bernie and Rex would pick me up and take myself and my oldest to church.  Giselle lent me the book I kissed dating goodbye and encouraged me with her testimony over birthday cake icecream.  Pastor and Sister Mary gave much encouragement and even drove me to work each morning.  Sister Justlin would pray for me and allow me to come to her home and see a real family function. Lisa & Agatha's example of witnessing and friendship.
And many many others really helped me become the person I am today.

Sometimes we don't realize or we take for granted the role we have in others lives.  I have learned playing that role is the only thing that brings true joy.  Pouring our lives out for others!

Think today of those who have blessed your life and maybe of how you have been instrumental in the lives of others!!

Lady Vee