<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-698972382447457340</id><updated>2011-08-02T18:11:04.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SellersFamily</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SellersFamily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939107914223179046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SiXocZ9ybzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZE_rXxqN0rA/S220/picnik+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-698972382447457340.post-1175100451942623922</id><published>2009-06-30T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:30:15.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year Gone By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpfoWPsIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/4ny_8u11SMM/s1600-h/SDC10944a.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpfoWPsIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/4ny_8u11SMM/s400/SDC10944a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196253854048770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So it is official... Joey and I have been married for a over a year now. Crazy, I know! This has been one of the more harder, more event filled, and more life changing years of my life.  But here we are today and life is good for the most part. We had a great anniversary weekend! Friday, June 26, we went to Greenbrier County, WV to visit my cousins. Lester, the youngest was home for the weekend before he was deployed to Iraq. So we thought it would be nice to be able to visit with him before he left. We spent the better part of that evening four-wheeler riding. We had a blast! The next day we headed to Nicholas County, WV. Some of my best friends, Josie and John were getting married. I ended up taking lots of pictures of the wedding and reception. I had such a blast doing it.  I'm thinking maybe I might look into doing it more often.  We spent most of the day there and even late into the night. We even went swimming in the creek in the middle of the night... whata blast! Did I mention that we had to drive 5 miles out a dirt road that ran along side a railroad track? Yea.. we so did..  It was out in the middle of nowhere. The wedding was out in a field that the brides family owned. If you've ever heard of 20 Mile, WV. That is where we were at. All in all, we had an AmAzInG time!!!! I wouldn't have changed it at all! Sunday, our anniversary, we headed home to go get our baby boy. He had stayed with Mamaw Bartlett Friday and part of Saturday. Then for the rest of Saturday and Sunday he stayed with his Mimi Sellers.  Thank you, Grandmas! We sure did miss Jeremiah a whole lot, but we were so relieved to get a break.  So we had an amazing time and we made it through our first year! What a year it was, too. Thank God for unexpected blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Skpfnm_0U5I/AAAAAAAAACo/A6PiFMJIO20/s400/DSCN1228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196241171010450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Some beautiful scenery in Greenbrier County, WV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpfoW1aoEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cXWkzwHVFHQ/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196254012284994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Joey and Lester got a little muddy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Skpfn79xFMI/AAAAAAAAACw/MokGc_NS6A4/s400/DSCN1352a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196246799553730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Josie Peck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Skpfor6ZwYI/AAAAAAAAADI/GLoZOa45IPs/s400/DSCN1337a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196259670344066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Beautiful Bride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpnTCY8-jI/AAAAAAAAADY/nBEIcJcocck/s1600-h/DSCN1353a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpnTCY8-jI/AAAAAAAAADY/nBEIcJcocck/s400/DSCN1353a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204683839961650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Mr and Mrs John Peck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpnSwX_nyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_HUPkgN59Vg/s1600-h/DSCN1347a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpnSwX_nyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_HUPkgN59Vg/s400/DSCN1347a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204679004102434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;What an amazing love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/698972382447457340-1175100451942623922?l=the-sellers-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/feeds/1175100451942623922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/year-gone-by.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/1175100451942623922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/1175100451942623922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/year-gone-by.html' title='A Year Gone By'/><author><name>SellersFamily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939107914223179046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SiXocZ9ybzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZE_rXxqN0rA/S220/picnik+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SkpfoWPsIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/4ny_8u11SMM/s72-c/SDC10944a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-698972382447457340.post-2925276996410204425</id><published>2009-06-06T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:18:40.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unselfishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Being a parent brings great responsibility. You not only have the job of taking care of yourself, but taking care of your child as well. Jeremiah is my little blessing from God, and I love being there for him every minute of every day. But sometimes, is it not natural to want some alone time? Of course it is natural. Being there to take care of another person's every want and need is absolutely exhausting. Your schedule is not so much based on what you would like to do, it is based on what your child needs to do. Okay.. they will wake up at this time, eat at this time, take a bath at this time, nap at this time, play all of the time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;exec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;... When does the "I will wake up, I will eat, I will take a shower" come into play? It is such a daunting but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;joyful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; task of planning out every day. If I start to think ahead about all of the things I will have to do in the coming weeks or months I get so overwhelmed. So with me, its just one day at a time. Jeremiah and I stay pretty happy with this outlook on life. Tomorrow will come no matter what... so why not enjoy what today brings? We stay on a pretty regular schedule, but it is our own and it works for us. My only wish for us is that we might start getting outside and enjoying nature a little more. The beauty of nature is like a drug to me. I need it... gotta have it! I want to instill the same appreciation of God's beautiful earth into my son. Why do kids need all of the toys that there is to have now days? Does anybody remember when you would just go outside and play in the dirt or in the creek or even just climb a tree? When I was a child, I loved being outside. I did not need a cool barbie or action figure to enjoy myself. I'm not saying that I didn't play with either, because I did. It's just that I do not have very many memories of playing with toys. The memories that have stuck with me the most are the ones of me being outside. I remember my cousin, Lester, and I used to build dams in the creek with mud, grass, rocks, and sticks. We got pretty good at it. So good, in fact, that we blocked up the creek and flooded my grandpa's yard a few times. I remember climbing trees, going on hikes into the woods. I remember fishing with my family and riding bikes. We used to swim in the creek and then run real fast to try and dry ourselves off. Just the thought of my son being able to do the same things that I did, makes my heart happy.  What got me thinking of all this was being out at North Bend State Park this evening. It has been so long since I could just sit outside, surrounded by nature. The trees, the grass, the pond, and the blue sky... aaahhh!! It is the most peacefull that I have felt in a while. A long while.... It felt so good to be sitting around a campfire with my family and to look down and see my son playing on a blanket in the grass. I watched him as he just took it all in. This was his first actual experience with nature. He roled around and stared at the grass and the trees and the sky. You could just tell that it made him feel good. I watched as he ran his fingers through the grass for the first time.. (and then tried to eat it of course)  What a happy mama he makes me. All in all, I do enjoy having my alone time. But when it comes to making memories like the one we made today, I don't much care for alone time. I love being able to do things with Jeremiah. I do not want to miss one moment with him because before I know it he will be all grown up. I want him to enjoy life and appreciate the value of nature. I want to show him that possesions are not what's important, but the appreciation of what God has given us is important.  Just make sure that you take the time out of your life to not be selfish, but to help expand the knowledge and understanding of what life is all about to your children. They want to be just like their mommy and daddy, so show them just how they should be. And remember that no child can ever be too spoiled with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Si-fJAp5XUI/AAAAAAAAACY/s0xa5ZScnAs/s400/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345666259855433026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jeremiah loves the grass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Si-fJSG7NTI/AAAAAAAAACg/8WEUvC3or0U/s400/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345666264540591410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;My beautiful neice, Natalie Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/698972382447457340-2925276996410204425?l=the-sellers-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2925276996410204425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/unselfishness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/2925276996410204425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/2925276996410204425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/unselfishness.html' title='Unselfishness'/><author><name>SellersFamily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939107914223179046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SiXocZ9ybzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZE_rXxqN0rA/S220/picnik+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/Si-fJAp5XUI/AAAAAAAAACY/s0xa5ZScnAs/s72-c/Picture+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-698972382447457340.post-4648098249504165246</id><published>2009-06-04T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:20:31.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes Without Warning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Being a Mom and a Wife is something that I, at 21, never expected to be. Sure I wanted to have children and be married sometime down the road. But, for it to happen now was so different than anything that I ever wanted for myself. A year ago, I was in college and was at the beginning of a new career. I had just gotten a promotion with my job and was starting to do very well for myself. And then, right after I received my promotion I started feeling sick to my stomach all of the time and I knew instantly...[I am pregnant] There were no doubts in my mind. Joey and I had been seeing each-other for about 4 months. I had been struggling with maintaining both college/career and a serious relationship. I was having trouble making up my mind. [What's the best thing for me right now?][What do I want?] I had no idea where my life was about to lead me. It is situations like this one that proves God really does answer prayers. I prayed for God to lead me down the right path. At first I was not sure, but when that little pregnancy test showed two pink lines.... I was [[[[H-A-P-P-Y]]]] I realized that God knew what he was doing the whole time... big surprise? Not at all! Just the thought of having a life grow inside of me was electrifying! Especially knowing that Joey and I were going to have this child together. So.... my plans got changed... so what?! Getting pregnant led me down a path that I surprisingly was full heartedly into. I put 100% effort into my pregnancy and wedding. It all felt like "this is exactly where I need to be at this point and time in my life." And now... well now I have a loyal, loving, faithful husband who's world revolves around me. And I have the most beautiful, wonderful son...[ever]!! He is the spittin image of his Mama. It warms my heart every day to look at my son and see [me] looking back up. He does have features that belong to his papa, too. Joey thinks Jeremiah did not inherit anything from him but he so did. He has his Daddy's mouth, ears, cheeks, broad shoulders, little butt, and feet. He also inherited his Daddy's bad temper. But I'm keeping them both straight. I absolutely love being Jeremiah's Mama! Even though he said Da-Da first... I have a feeling he will always be Mama's boy. At least that is what I am hoping for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SihITmc4a6I/AAAAAAAAABw/OdkOOdu0YKs/s1600-h/l_d9bcdb0d1ca949c499d6b86929a61f58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SihITmc4a6I/AAAAAAAAABw/OdkOOdu0YKs/s400/l_d9bcdb0d1ca949c499d6b86929a61f58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343600459451493282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1st time mama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SikEIdnRErI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hFst_3QKPl0/s1600-h/n593790228_1774738_4292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SikEIdnRErI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hFst_3QKPl0/s400/n593790228_1774738_4292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343806976286593714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1st time dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/698972382447457340-4648098249504165246?l=the-sellers-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/feeds/4648098249504165246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-changes-without-warning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/4648098249504165246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/4648098249504165246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-changes-without-warning.html' title='Life Changes Without Warning'/><author><name>SellersFamily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939107914223179046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SiXocZ9ybzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZE_rXxqN0rA/S220/picnik+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SihITmc4a6I/AAAAAAAAABw/OdkOOdu0YKs/s72-c/l_d9bcdb0d1ca949c499d6b86929a61f58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-698972382447457340.post-2819475066742462990</id><published>2009-06-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:20:31.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Around Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Hello, my name is Annie Sellers and I am 21, almost 22, years old. I am new to this so you will have to bare with me. I wanted to set up this blogspot so that we might share our family with everyone. Joseph Sellers, who is 22, and I were married on June 28, 2008 and our son, Jeremiah Patrick, 5 1/2 months, was born on December 19, 2008. I'm sure you can do the math and come to the conclusion that there are not nine months from June to December. So, indeed we did get married while I was pregnant. But not because I was pregnant. Our love is strong and continues to grow stronger every day! We have problems and issues , every day, that we struggle with. But... we vow to keep working at it every day and that is what keeps us going strong. We have just recently bought a house in Pennsboro, WV. It is the perfect first house for us. I refused to live with wood panneling (which the whole house was done in on the interior) so a few family, friends, and myself painted every single room but one. And that was the washroom where there is tile on the walls, it can stay. I will post pictures soon. But I will have to have my house looking presentable for that. haha Someday I will get used to keeping up with the house and an almost 6 month old. Who is trying to crawl, by the way. He just started sitting up on his own this week... geesh... He's getting so big so fast!! [[[[AND]]]].... he says DADADADA!!..... oh man, I was hoping that he would have said mamamam first. Was that so much to ask? But none the less, he is our beautiful.. I mean hansom son and we love him very much.... Boys aren't supposed to be beautiful, but he is! Well... I hope that you enjoy getting to know our family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SifsHxQG8vI/AAAAAAAAABA/1cT_budOmJ8/s400/n98401012_30212287_2709348.jpg" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499101122523890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jeremiah Patrick sitting up at 5 1/2 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SifsHsIqgOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aQ0yNvhB7qo/s1600-h/n98401012_30212564_2025223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SifsHsIqgOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aQ0yNvhB7qo/s400/n98401012_30212564_2025223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499099749122274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jeremiah's hair is growing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/698972382447457340-2819475066742462990?l=the-sellers-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/feeds/2819475066742462990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-around-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/2819475066742462990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/698972382447457340/posts/default/2819475066742462990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sellers-family.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-around-here.html' title='New Around Here'/><author><name>SellersFamily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939107914223179046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SiXocZ9ybzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZE_rXxqN0rA/S220/picnik+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1umxffg1MI/SifsHxQG8vI/AAAAAAAAABA/1cT_budOmJ8/s72-c/n98401012_30212287_2709348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
