Hello everyone! As many of you know, I recently started a project to send all the sailors of the USS Providence care packages. It has been quite the under taking and so much work, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I am truly humbled and amazed at how well this project has come together.
Throughout this journey over the last couple of weeks, I've talked to so many people. From friends and family to complete strangers across the country, and even members of other branches of the military, people have come together from all walks of life to support Project Providence. It has been so amazing to see it unfold.
Our original goal was to raise $4,000, but that included not only the totes we needed to buy for our guys, but all the goodies needed to fill them. Our plan was to send every individual crew member a care package. And that is still our plan, one way or another, we're gonna make it.
I am so thrilled to tell you though, that our new goal has changed from $4,000 to $2,900. Why is that? Because so many people have come together to make sure this project succeeds. People from all over our country have rallied to send us countless goodies to fill the totes. We've received boxes of fruit snacks, trail mix, gum, Wonka candies, Sour Patch candies, decks of cards, toothbrushes, combs, and dental floss. And that's not all, there is more on the way! Teddy Grahams, crackers and peanut butter, pop tarts, ball point pens, Wet Ones wipes... just to name a few! We have also raised $1,540 toward our goal of $2,900!
The cards, letters, and even drawings from kids are rolling in as well. Every time I look at them, I get emotional and teary. To stop and think about how many strangers care about our boys and support what they do, and that they too are just as thankful as I am for their sacrifices. It's unreal.
It's just the most amazing thing to witness, and to know that I had a part in it is quite humbling. It's been an emotional journey, and sometimes overwhelming. But all in a good way. I am just in awe at the generosity of others. At how complete strangers can come together for one common cause, because they want to help me support our sailors. There really are no words that even come close to explaining how I feel. I am just so truly thankful for all of the amazing people I have met on this journey. Project Prov. would not be happening without any of them. I thank my lucky stars every day for all of them. Every single one.
We still have about 4 days until our deadline to meet our goal. And we can use all the help we can get. If you would like to help us send care packages to our sailors, please check out Project Prov. on Facebook. There, you will find all sorts of information on our project, as well as photos of what we have going on with donations.
Donations are greatly appreciated. Even if it's just $5. Every little bit helps. We are just so grateful for everything and everyone. We are truly blessed. Thank you to everyone who has helped us with this great journey. With kindness, all things ARE possible!
Love,
Diane
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Project Providence
Hello all! So recently, my husband deployed. Again. This makes #6 in his 14 years in the Navy. A while back he told me that on his last deployment, some of the guys went the entire deployment without even so much as a letter from home. It's really bothered me. And as a result, I am determined to change that this time around. I am determined to make sure every sailor gets a care package. I want them all to know that we care about what they do. That their sacrifices don't go unnoticed. That we are thankful for everything they endure to keep us safe here at home.
I've created something called Project Providence on Facebook for this very reason. Our goal is to raise $4000 to make a care package for every sailor. We want to purchase a thermal lunch tote for each crew member, and fill it with goodies and letters from home. However, it's an incredibly large crew, and we can't do it without the help of friends, family, and fellow readers. If you'd like more information on how you can help support our sailors and let them know they are appreciated, please visit Project Providence on Facebook and request to join.
Thank you and much love!
https://www.facebook.com/groups/374719849268461/
I've created something called Project Providence on Facebook for this very reason. Our goal is to raise $4000 to make a care package for every sailor. We want to purchase a thermal lunch tote for each crew member, and fill it with goodies and letters from home. However, it's an incredibly large crew, and we can't do it without the help of friends, family, and fellow readers. If you'd like more information on how you can help support our sailors and let them know they are appreciated, please visit Project Providence on Facebook and request to join.
Thank you and much love!
https://www.facebook.com/groups/374719849268461/
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Things No One Told You About Babies
Being a parent is one of the biggest blessings in my life. I honestly can't remember what most of life was like before becoming a parent almost 2 1/2 years ago. And yet some days, it's still hard to believe my baby is now a toddler, running, laughing, climbing, playing, screaming, and talking. C surprises me every day with the things he's learning.
The journey so far has been an interesting one, and I'm sure there will be many more adventures along the way as C grows and learns new things. But there are definitely some things I've seen along the way that I wish I'd known before becoming a parent.
No one ever told me about drool, and how much babies drool. It's like Niagra Falls. It just keeps flowing... and flowing... and flowing. How much drool can come out of one little tiny being? How is this possible? But along with drooling comes teething. And lots of screaming, and whining, and crying, and chewing. Around the clock. And the good news is, it's easily fixed with a Baltic amber teething necklace. Why did no one ever tell me before we reached the teething stage about Baltic amber teething necklaces? C was a year old before I found out, and a blubbering, teething, drooling mess of a kid. He was miserable. He didn't like teethers, cold wash cloths, popsicles, nada. There was no relief in sight for him except Orajel and baby Tylenol. And then we found out about Baltic amber. In 24 hours, my child went from a hot mess to a happy smiling kid you'd never know was teething. The crying and whining stopped and the smiles reappeared. And the drooling, oh that blasted drooling... it stopped! And the good news, no more Orajel and Tylenol required.
No one ever told me that baby and toddler poop comes in all colors of the rainbow. I've seen purple, I've seen blue, I've seen orange, and even yellow, green, and red. Yes, that's a whole rainbow right there. It's always a surprise when I change a messy diaper. People, if you think blueberries are just a berry, think again. Blueberries can turn a diaper into artwork of the grossest kind. And watermelon, now that's just disturbing. I'm not even sure there are words to explain that one, it's a whole other art exhibit worthy of it's own show. Yummy. And honestly, it doesn't start getting better well into toddlerhood. C's diapers are finally resembling something on the side of normal. I think.
No one ever told me how sticky everything would be. Tables, chairs, toys, windows, book shelves, clothes, ME. Toddlers have this way of covering everything they touch in drool or milk or juice or food. Or at least, you HOPE that's what that sticky stuff is. Maybe your toddler was digging in his diaper. Yes, I really just said that. I think you know where I'mg going with that, so I don't think I have to explain that one. I am forever wiping every surface over and over every day, and it never fails that I every day I find places I missed and have to wipe again. I swear I just wiped that. Or did I? I must wipe it again then. It is a never ending battle. Sticky, sticky, sticky. Why does everything have to be sticky? Yuck.
No one ever told me it's possible to have 32 meltdowns in an hour. Welcome to toddlerhood. C's shoe won't come off. C's sock fell off. C's puzzle piece won't fit. C dropped his banana on the floor. C's banana was sliced instead of whole. C doesn't want his diaper changed because it means he has to stop playing for 2 minutes. C got peanut butter on his hand. The cat ran upstairs to go hide is the perfect cue for a meltdown. The Hot Wheels car won't fit in the tiny hole in the cardboard box. Cue shrieking and crying at the top of C's lungs. Cue child flinging himself backwards on the floor, arms and legs flailing about in every direction. It's amazing at how something so simple to us as adults is so extremely frustrating to a child of 2.
These are just a few of my "favorite" things about babies. It makes life interesting and the important thing is that I can laugh about it. And at least now, I'm better prepared for when or if the next munchkin comes along. And please, if you have anything to share about what you wish you knew before becoming a parent, I'd love to hear your stories!
The journey so far has been an interesting one, and I'm sure there will be many more adventures along the way as C grows and learns new things. But there are definitely some things I've seen along the way that I wish I'd known before becoming a parent.
No one ever told me about drool, and how much babies drool. It's like Niagra Falls. It just keeps flowing... and flowing... and flowing. How much drool can come out of one little tiny being? How is this possible? But along with drooling comes teething. And lots of screaming, and whining, and crying, and chewing. Around the clock. And the good news is, it's easily fixed with a Baltic amber teething necklace. Why did no one ever tell me before we reached the teething stage about Baltic amber teething necklaces? C was a year old before I found out, and a blubbering, teething, drooling mess of a kid. He was miserable. He didn't like teethers, cold wash cloths, popsicles, nada. There was no relief in sight for him except Orajel and baby Tylenol. And then we found out about Baltic amber. In 24 hours, my child went from a hot mess to a happy smiling kid you'd never know was teething. The crying and whining stopped and the smiles reappeared. And the drooling, oh that blasted drooling... it stopped! And the good news, no more Orajel and Tylenol required.
No one ever told me that baby and toddler poop comes in all colors of the rainbow. I've seen purple, I've seen blue, I've seen orange, and even yellow, green, and red. Yes, that's a whole rainbow right there. It's always a surprise when I change a messy diaper. People, if you think blueberries are just a berry, think again. Blueberries can turn a diaper into artwork of the grossest kind. And watermelon, now that's just disturbing. I'm not even sure there are words to explain that one, it's a whole other art exhibit worthy of it's own show. Yummy. And honestly, it doesn't start getting better well into toddlerhood. C's diapers are finally resembling something on the side of normal. I think.
No one ever told me how sticky everything would be. Tables, chairs, toys, windows, book shelves, clothes, ME. Toddlers have this way of covering everything they touch in drool or milk or juice or food. Or at least, you HOPE that's what that sticky stuff is. Maybe your toddler was digging in his diaper. Yes, I really just said that. I think you know where I'mg going with that, so I don't think I have to explain that one. I am forever wiping every surface over and over every day, and it never fails that I every day I find places I missed and have to wipe again. I swear I just wiped that. Or did I? I must wipe it again then. It is a never ending battle. Sticky, sticky, sticky. Why does everything have to be sticky? Yuck.
No one ever told me it's possible to have 32 meltdowns in an hour. Welcome to toddlerhood. C's shoe won't come off. C's sock fell off. C's puzzle piece won't fit. C dropped his banana on the floor. C's banana was sliced instead of whole. C doesn't want his diaper changed because it means he has to stop playing for 2 minutes. C got peanut butter on his hand. The cat ran upstairs to go hide is the perfect cue for a meltdown. The Hot Wheels car won't fit in the tiny hole in the cardboard box. Cue shrieking and crying at the top of C's lungs. Cue child flinging himself backwards on the floor, arms and legs flailing about in every direction. It's amazing at how something so simple to us as adults is so extremely frustrating to a child of 2.
These are just a few of my "favorite" things about babies. It makes life interesting and the important thing is that I can laugh about it. And at least now, I'm better prepared for when or if the next munchkin comes along. And please, if you have anything to share about what you wish you knew before becoming a parent, I'd love to hear your stories!
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