Hey folks! I am Tiff Stauffer of Still Seeking Sanity. First off, I know that Sarah is aware of the problems with the headers, but she isn’t able to log on to fix anything due to the move, so she will get to it as soon as she can.
I was so honored that she asked me to come post while she was away, and I have to say I am so very tempted to have a little bloggy fun and start putting typos in random places, but I won’t. Because I love her. But it’s sooo tempting! (Don’t worry, Sarah, I really won’t do it!)
Well, let me tell ya a little bit about myself. I am the proud mother of a seven year old daughter named Emma, four and a HALF year old twins named Grant and Ben, and two and a half year old Drew, who calls himself Baby Jack Jack and seems to have similar powers of craziness and levitation.
Seriously, I don’t know how he does half of the stuff he manages to get into. I’ve quit asking “how in the world?” because it’s pointless.
I ran across Sarah’s blog sometime last year from a link of the Multiples and More site, I think at the time I was in the throes of potty training my twin boys and trying to find child-proofing devices that would actually stop Drew from getting into things before poison control called CPS on me; and I needed to feel sane. What’s more crazy that four kids in four years? Why, five kids in four years, of course!
I was hooked to her blog from the first time I saw it. Sarah is a fantastic writer (as you all know,) and there is definitely that whole “if she can have more kids than I do, and still home school and bake stuff and go to the library and not be sent to the mental institution then I can probably manage to take a shower today” thing going on.
Seriously, she’s amazing.
I honestly don’t know how we came to be friends, it just happened over time as we realized we had a lot in common. Jesus, photography, twins, cooking, a slight addiction to Facebook, a love of blogging and trying to love like Jesus are definitely things we share. I have to say, though, that coffee is gross, sushi is nasty, and home schooling is fantastic but just not even remotely what God has called me to do.
Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.
I remember I once had a crazy dream about Sarah and blogged it here. I thought that by blogging the whole thing, there might be a good chance that she would think I was a crazy stalker, but apparently she thought it was funny so thankfully she didn’t file a restraining order.
I have prayed for Sarah and Brian ever since I found out what was going on with their marriage. I have been so enamored with Sarah’s posts, her heart is so incredible that you can truly see the love of Jesus shining out of her through her words on the screen. I have spent hours poring through her posts on marriage as my own marriage has had some struggles, and I have been so encouraged about Sarah’s views on our roles as wives.
I work part time as a wedding photographer, which is a great way to hear all kinds of marriage advice on a regular basis. At wedding I was at recently, the pastor said it best.
Our spouses are not our spouses for all of eternity. My husband is my husband for a season, but he is my brother in Christ forever. My job is to be his helpmate so that on Judgement day when he stands accountable for everything he has done, his life will reflect the fact that he had someone walking with him and keeping his actions focused on God.
I think Sarah really reflects this idea of marriage. I am continually impressed by her wisdom and her ability to teach me biblical principals in a way that I understand and can relate to. I have spent long nights reading back through her marriage posts, and several nights God has woken me up to pray for this amazing family. I knew that God would bring this family back together, whole and healed, and I am still waiting in anxious anticipation to see what big things God is going to do with the restoration of this marriage. I am honored to call Sarah my friend, although I have never seen her in person or hugged her neck like I would absolutely love to (and am planning to) some day.
OK, I’ve got to sign off now, as it has taken me four hours to get this far and in the process I managed to get so wrapped up in writing this that I completely missed getting my daughter off the bus, and my four (and a HALF) year old just peed on a tree in plain view of the neighbors. We are surrounded by trees, but only one has a view of the neighboring houses. Of COURSE that is the peeing tree. I really don’t understand boys.
Come visit me at Still Seeking Sanity to hear the adventures of my four crazy kids, as well as how I am adjusting to coming home from a recent trip to Africa!