I am a stay-at-home mom and wife that is very busy raising my 3 children! They were all born within 3 years and keep us on our toes! I love every minute of it, but that doesn't mean that life isn't rough sometimes! Read on to take a peek into our lives!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Neighborly love...
Beans & Bread...
Yes, this first loaf is 1/2 eaten! I had to have some while it was still warm! :-) The girls shared some with me too of coarse!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Please share!
Jack's First Meal!
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Dalonk & Kalong
My niece turns 2 today!
Ever feel like you are in mommy solitary confinement?
I read this blog post by someone else this morning and I thought it was so good that I wanted to share it with all the other moms out there reading my blog! I know I've felt like this and it helps to know that we are not all alone!
Ever feel like you are in mommy solitary confinement?
All I’ve ever wanted my entire life was to be a mother. I’ve always been a big book nerd, reading and writing constantly and in one of my very first journals I kept as a young teenager, I wrote about how much I looked forward to being a mother one day, and the type of mom I wanted to be.
When I had my first daughter, I was still working full-time as a Registered Nurse in the Emergency Room. I worked three 12 hour shifts a week, and it was a perfect arrangement. I treasured my time at home with Aubrey and enjoyed my work, the challenge, the adrenaline and the camaraderie that came with being an ER nurse.
Things changed quickly when in a few months time, my husband accepted a job in Savannah, Ga., and I found out I was pregnant with my second child. Child care expenses for two kids were barely going to be worth me having a job, so we decided that I would finally get my dream of being a stay-at-home-mom.
We moved to a new state, where I went from the rush of saving lives three days a week, having friends to make play dates with when I wasn’t working and a regular roster of babysitters, to being at home, 6-months pregnant with only an 18-month-old to keep me company.
Anytime we had moved in the past I was working, or in school and always had a way to meet people. Because I wasn’t working and staying at home to avoid day care costs, I knew no one. My pregnancies have never been easy, and because of that I’ve always had a “no exercising while pregnant” policy.
I had exactly what I had always wanted, and I have never felt so alone in my life. I loved not having to leave Aubrey to go to work, but we had nowhere to go, nothing to do and her vocabulary was limited to, “Momma,” “ Dadda,” “Elmo,” “cracker,” and “poo-poo.” There were only so many conversations we could have without me losing my mind.
I became so desperate that I started going to the mall, bookstores and playgrounds in hopes of meeting other moms. But I didn’t want to be that pushy mom you meet and after only five minutes is having diarrhea of the mouth, complaining about motherhood, discussing her labor and delivery and generally scaring off all forms of human life. I wanted genuine friends. People I could talk to and bond with, and I didn’t think I was going to pick them up at the mall.
My attitude was awful and I became tired of being bored and lonely all of the time. I don’t know if it was sheer insanity, but I began talking to God- out loud, almost all day, every day.
Instead of standing at my kitchen sink moping about how much I hated washing dishes and that I had nothing to do all day, I’d start my day with a conversation with God, “Father thank you that I have dishes to wash and food to eat. Thank you for the lagoon in my backyard. I love standing here watching the cranes fly around. I am so blessed to have what I’ve always wanted. Help me to have a good attitude, Lord. I am so lonely and bored, and I don’t want to waste this time I have with Aubrey. Make me what I need to be for her, and for Zeb. Help me to make friends.”
I occasionally confused Aubrey by seemingly talking to myself all of the time, and from time to time I would catch her babbling away. “What it is honey?” I’d ask her.
“Oh, I pway Momma.” She would explain.
But God slowly began changing me. My insecurities about being rejected by other moms and not finding a place begin to fall away and I started really pursuing my interests. I joined a moms group and Bible study at a local church. I started a regular exercise routine for the first time in my life. And by the time my second child was born, the emptiness and loneliness I felt were gone.
The rest of my time in Savannah was spent building some great and enduring friendships but the people around me hadn’t changed. I had.
Our relationship with God is like our relationship with anyone else in that it requires constant communication. Have you ever had friends you’ve grown apart from? Once one person stops talking to another person for any reason, the relationship begins to drift. The less time spent communicating, the less you have in common, the less you know about one another.
God took a time in my life when I felt like I had no one, and He became everything to me. All it took was an attitude of gratitude and a willingness to talk to Him, and I finally began to see that He was all I needed.
Psalm 138: 1-3 (The Message)
1-3 Thank you! Everything in me says “Thank you!” Angels listen as I sing my thanks. I kneel in worship facing your holy temple and say it again: “Thank you!” Thank you for your love, thank you for your faithfulness; most holy is your name, most holy is your Word. The moment I called out, you stepped in; you made my life large with strength.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Oops! Old photos!
These photos are about a month old, but I just found them on my old camera! Oops, I guess it's been a while since I've used that camera!
Blueberry picking!
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Disturbing!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Why God Gave Boys Parents!
For Tom
Friday, July 23, 2010
Average?
by Mike Buscemi
My grades have been okay.
I listen in my classes.
My parents think so too.
I wish I didn’t know that, though;
There’s lots I’d like to do.
I read a book on how.
Or start a stamp collection…
But no use trying now.
I’m smart enough you see
To know there’s nothing special
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Progressive Motherhood
My mom shared this joke with me today and I laughed out loud! Having 3 children myself, I can relate 100%! If you only have one child, you'll laugh one day at how your parenting has changed with the more children you have! I love all 3 of my kids equally, but how I handle situations in their lives has changed! Lets just say I've lightened up quite a bit!
See what you think... :0)
"Yes, parenthood changes everything. But parenthood also changes with each baby. Here, some of the ways having a second and third child differs from having your first:
Your Clothes -
1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby: Your maternity clothes *are* your regular clothes.
The Baby's Name -
1st baby: You pore over baby-name books and practice pronouncing and writing combinations of all your favorites.
2nd baby: Someone has to name their kid after your great-aunt Mavis, right? It might as well be you.
3rd baby: You open a name book, close your eyes, and see where your finger falls. Bimaldo? Perfect!
Preparing for the Birth -
1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby: You don't bother practising because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your 8th month.
The Layette -
1st baby: You prewash your new-born's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?
Worries -
1st baby: At the first sign of distress - a whimper, a frown - you pick up the baby.
2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
3rd baby: You teach your 3-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.
Activities -
1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.
Going Out -
1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home 5 times.
2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.
At Home -
1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby: You spend a bit of every day watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children."