Rerun Sunday: 01/07/2007

Blog That Mommy!
Neila is a stay-at-home mother who says her job is the most rewarding, fulfilling, and frustrating job she's ever had. I love the reason she lists for why she started her blog: "Lack of adult interaction...practice talking to people older than age four." I challenge anyone to come up with a better reason to start a blog, haha!

Here is an adorable picture of her kids from Halloween, and there are lots more where that came from! I absolutely love kids and can't help loving this blog. As you know, I am young (23), but am married and can without a doubt say that we will have kids someday. Whether it's by natural means, seeing a doctor, or adoption, there will be kids in our life. Who knows, maybe I'll still be running this blog then too! Maybe, my wife can join Neila in her webring of Blogging Mommies.

There are a ton of adorable stories about her kids, like Halloween Costume Shopping and Pre School Open House. One other less-kid oriented feature Neila has is her "Thursday 13" where she does a list, 13 items long, of something about herself. This week was talents she possesses, last week was a really good one, her brutal addictions.

So, please go and check out Neila's "Blog That Mommy!" an excellent site for anyone who has kids, plans to have kids, or just flat out loves kids (not in that way, you pervs). Tell her that Bobby and Bestest Blog sent ya!


Elizabeth said…
She is right. A mother is the hardest job ever. She is molding the future. Not that I am a mother yet, but I had a great mother and I thank her for everything I have today.
Morgen said…
What an awesome choice for Re-run Sunday!
Neila rocks!
These eyes they grieve in pity for my heart. I have known the suffering of every tear utterly undone they fall. Will they remember the words I spoke? My gentle heart goes willingly with her, but I must remain here. Weeping, I then will speak of her again, and again, who to her heaven came so suddenly, leaving Love grieving here on earth with me...

To the high heaven she has gone, up to the realm where Angels dwell in peace, she lives with them now. To this world she bade farewell. Tis no degree of cold on her has won, nor of such heat as makes all others cease: it only was her goodness, great appeal. So did her shining humbleness excel, it passed the heavens with such wondrous worth, it moved to marvel the eternal Sire, so that a sweet desire pricked Him to call such worthiness from earth, and made her to himself go from down here: for when He saw this life of suffering had not been made for such a gentle thing...

Her gentle spirit, full of gentle grace, at last departed from her beauteous frame, and chose in glory its most worthy home. He who weeps not, {Mark David Breakiron} when talking of her trace, harbors a heart of wickedness and shame, to which no kindly spirits ever shall come.

No mind, if heart is wicked, may so roam as to imagine in the least her lot: therefore no grief or weeping will transpire. But sadness and desire of tears and sighs and death, and every thought that fails to comfort for a loss of immense, conquer those souls that even once recall the thing she was, now taken from us all...

Ahhhhhhhhh so much anguish nearly halts my breath when the least thought to this comes in my grievous mind brings back the one who split my heart in me; and oftentimes, when thinking of her death the color from my face fades utterly. And when the imagining is sharp in me, from everywhere I'm struck by such dismay that at the ache I feel right then I start to cry, and so distraught it grows. Fore it is then that I am alone in every crowd.

I wander in my tears....

For a face that looks like mine.

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Neila said…
Thank you for the Sunday rewind, Bobby!! I have enjoyed lots of new visitors!!

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