I can't believe it's been 2 weeks since my last post. Every day I think about writing but I have not really had much interest. We've been busy as usual. What family with 3 children isn't? Haley had her 3rd game yesterday. She scored her first goal! I am so in love with her! It is such a joy to watch her play. And I must humbly admit that I am like my mother. I have the biggest mouth on the sidelines. Maybe all the other parents missed the memo that you're supposed to be Asst. Coach by yelling for each and every player :D. I have a blast though. And of course my time to shine was this week...snack week. I brought half time and post game snacks. Now what kind of example would I be to sahms if I didn't go all out??? Don't worry the bar was set high LOL! Other than soccer we have been enjoying lots of family time. God has really brought us closer together lately, which is something only He could do because we were already really close! I am consciously aware that not all women have their husbands there all the time. Yes Michael goes to the office from 8 to 6 MWThF but other than that we're not apart. I can't imagine what I would do otherwise. God has been blessing Michael in some amazing ways these last 2 weeks. It is such a PRIVILEDGE!! to watch this occur. Of course I'd love to spew all the details but it's one of those things that no one else would really understand :P From one Christian to another though I'm sure the message is clear. God is GOOD! The only thing I'm missing is our family dinners. I sure miss seeing my brothers. That is the hardest part of growing up. They have lives too and well I guess that happens. I hope they know I pray for them daily. And I certainly hope they know that I am there in a second if they need me. Britt, if you read this, I love you and your sasqwatch husband too :)
September 23, 2007
September 8, 2007
Go Lil' Angels!
My poor little girl!! Being a parent is so hard. Nothing hurts worse than watching your child be miserable. We debated back and forth whether Haley should attend her first soccer game. We had her jog around the house as a test and kick the ball around. She seemed well enough to make an appearance. I really hated to let her teammates down and I know she was looking forward to this day like it was Christmas. But as soon as we got there the sun zapped what little energy she had. Thankfully she went in the first quarter. Liz, her coach, did a great job making sure Haley got to kick the ball as much as possible. But Haley could barely jog. After half-time she headed to the van. I am glad she got a feel for what a game is like. Now next week won't be complete confusion. I did take a couple of pictures of her and as you can see she looks pooped. Of course her it is 6:00 and I am happy to say the bouncing, bubbly, crazy Haley is back. Too bad the game isn't at 7.
September 6, 2007
Puke, Puke and More Puke
WARNING*** The word PUKE is used a million times in this post! LOL
That is sadly the story of my last 2 days. I don't know which was worse: Wednesday when Paisley and I were throwing up or today when Haley and Haven are. I will say that my wonderful, amazing husband took Haley and Haven to the office yesterday during a not so pleasant...brb puke time... time at his practice. And having your mom live near you is fabulous when she brings you homemade chicken noodle soup ... yyuuuummmyyy! Paisley and I pretty much slept for 24 21 hours yesterday. I feel great today and Paisley seems to be 80%. I really think the worse part of todays events is Haley's realization that she can't go to soccer practice tonight. I mean seriously, if you only knew how much she loves soccer! Example, this morning she already had her practice outfit laid out in shirt, skirt, soccer socks order. I come in and move them (egad!! the tragedy!) and she has a dang kanipshin (never tried to spell that word)... brb puke time... fit. So you can see that she takes soccer, or atleast fashion, very seriously. I am sad for her as well though because she is very very good and it is a joy to watch her spank, er outperform, her teammates :D So back to the drama of Thursday. This has been my day (feel free to send me ecards of encouragement or sympathy): haley puke, haven puke, paisley scream and scream, haley puke, haven puke (sometimes simultaneous), i get smart and put paisley on my back to eliminate the screaming, haley puke x3+, haven puke. I have set up this handy dandy puke bucket though. It's a box with a liner then 2 vegetable grocery bags on each side. So when Haley pukes she goes to her side and I easily remove (and yes I hold it up and say look sweetie this is all the poison you are getting rid of) and then when it's Haven's turn I just turn the box. What a great use for those bags. Now when I say I held it up it was way past the point of there being anything but stomach acid, no floaters. I am pretty sure I am in the minority when I share with you what I am thinking as I pray for and hold Haley's hair during her low moments. I can't help but fast forward 20 years to her giving birth. The noises she makes, her pleads for me to pray for her, my gentle support. I actually tell her when she is puking that she is doing so good, get it all out, you can do it. What else do you say to a 5yo who is freaking out? It's been a few minutes and I have not heard any voices calling me to run in there with the box. I pray that saga is over. ugh there she goes. brb. Only a request for water. It's funny Haven has been quiet today which is a huge departure from his normal self. When he pukes it is calm and matter of fact. Again a huge departure from his normal self. I hate to say it but 4 down and 1 to go. Or the Lord (I know you are reading this God) could spare Michael b/c he really really really doesn't need to be sick right now. I covet your prayers!
Oh if you read this far I lost 5 pounds yesterday! Not exactly a desirable form of dieting but it sure is a nice positive to a crappy day.
That is sadly the story of my last 2 days. I don't know which was worse: Wednesday when Paisley and I were throwing up or today when Haley and Haven are. I will say that my wonderful, amazing husband took Haley and Haven to the office yesterday during a not so pleasant...brb puke time... time at his practice. And having your mom live near you is fabulous when she brings you homemade chicken noodle soup ... yyuuuummmyyy! Paisley and I pretty much slept for 24 21 hours yesterday. I feel great today and Paisley seems to be 80%. I really think the worse part of todays events is Haley's realization that she can't go to soccer practice tonight. I mean seriously, if you only knew how much she loves soccer! Example, this morning she already had her practice outfit laid out in shirt, skirt, soccer socks order. I come in and move them (egad!! the tragedy!) and she has a dang kanipshin (never tried to spell that word)... brb puke time... fit. So you can see that she takes soccer, or atleast fashion, very seriously. I am sad for her as well though because she is very very good and it is a joy to watch her spank, er outperform, her teammates :D So back to the drama of Thursday. This has been my day (feel free to send me ecards of encouragement or sympathy): haley puke, haven puke, paisley scream and scream, haley puke, haven puke (sometimes simultaneous), i get smart and put paisley on my back to eliminate the screaming, haley puke x3+, haven puke. I have set up this handy dandy puke bucket though. It's a box with a liner then 2 vegetable grocery bags on each side. So when Haley pukes she goes to her side and I easily remove (and yes I hold it up and say look sweetie this is all the poison you are getting rid of) and then when it's Haven's turn I just turn the box. What a great use for those bags. Now when I say I held it up it was way past the point of there being anything but stomach acid, no floaters. I am pretty sure I am in the minority when I share with you what I am thinking as I pray for and hold Haley's hair during her low moments. I can't help but fast forward 20 years to her giving birth. The noises she makes, her pleads for me to pray for her, my gentle support. I actually tell her when she is puking that she is doing so good, get it all out, you can do it. What else do you say to a 5yo who is freaking out? It's been a few minutes and I have not heard any voices calling me to run in there with the box. I pray that saga is over. ugh there she goes. brb. Only a request for water. It's funny Haven has been quiet today which is a huge departure from his normal self. When he pukes it is calm and matter of fact. Again a huge departure from his normal self. I hate to say it but 4 down and 1 to go. Or the Lord (I know you are reading this God) could spare Michael b/c he really really really doesn't need to be sick right now. I covet your prayers!
Oh if you read this far I lost 5 pounds yesterday! Not exactly a desirable form of dieting but it sure is a nice positive to a crappy day.
September 3, 2007
Back from vacation
Today we got back from our little vacation to Lake Buchanan. We had a great time in our cabin just down from my in laws travel trailer. They are there from May to November every year. The super great part of the weekend was that all my meals were cooked for me!! Very nice ;) I was extremely impressed with our camp's bug population...the fact that is was NOT in my cabin. Our last trip to Lake Buchanan in the b.c. days was one I still shudder over. Well I must now retell that story...
Michael and I say our goodnights and get in bed. Turn off the lights. I am freaking thinking I feel a bug. Michael turns on the lights and sees a scene from "Attack of the Giant Cockroaches". Of course they scatter when the lights come on. I am really really freaking out now. I beg him to switch spots with me in bed so that I am farther from the door. Turn off the lights. Michael thinks he feels something crawling on him, no wait, he does feel something crawling on him. He turns on the lights and in bed with us is ... okay if your are reading this, Britt, I know you too are freaking out... a giant cockroach. At this point I am so ticked and scared and AAAAHHH that I demand we leave the cabin now. The last thing I remember is going to the car.
So needless to say I was on high alert the whole weekend and the only bugs I saw were tiny spiders and some little crickets. Not bad but I still did not sleep easy. Besides that everything else was relaxing. Michael and I are now on the quest to find a good, inexpensive pop-up camper. As a result to the immense fun Haley had this weekend she bawled her eyes out going to bed saying "I don't want to grow up. I want to be 5 forever!" I mean seriously, stab me in the heart! I remember the time Ed Young told of one of his twins being like this and it seemed so weird to me. I always wanted to grow up. But Michael said he too was like this after a really fun family weekend. I guess she, in her limited experiences, can't fathom having more fun than she did this weekend. I suppose I too would feel the same if I were her. But, I was successfully able to impart some words of wisdom to her about our Lord and his plans for us and off to sleep she went.
The whole weekend Haven slept with Haley and he didn't wake up. So tonight I put him in bed with her in hopes of continuing the streak. I heard him in there talking but couldn't understand. When I went closer I heard him saying in many different voices "Take me to mommy. I'm scared. Heeley (Haley) talk to me me. Open your eyes. Take me to mommy. I'm scared." Second time in 30 minutes my kids have managed to melt my heart completely! Now we are trying to figure out the best night light to get for Haven since apparently he is afraid of the dark.
It's amazing how the more kids you have the more "typical" kid scenarios you see played out in your household. It makes me realize that every parent really does go through the same things just with different kids. And of course the real test is how we handle it. I am grateful, so grateful, that God has blessed me with children after was saved. I can't imagine how I would have reacted to all these events without the loving guidance of our father. Every day I consciously acknowledge how God is using me to grow my children in the right way. Unfortunately, it means also being aware of when I fail miserably. But God is good and he always gives me a second chance.
Pictures to come at a much later time. I went film this time so I actually have to develop them.
Michael and I say our goodnights and get in bed. Turn off the lights. I am freaking thinking I feel a bug. Michael turns on the lights and sees a scene from "Attack of the Giant Cockroaches". Of course they scatter when the lights come on. I am really really freaking out now. I beg him to switch spots with me in bed so that I am farther from the door. Turn off the lights. Michael thinks he feels something crawling on him, no wait, he does feel something crawling on him. He turns on the lights and in bed with us is ... okay if your are reading this, Britt, I know you too are freaking out... a giant cockroach. At this point I am so ticked and scared and AAAAHHH that I demand we leave the cabin now. The last thing I remember is going to the car.
So needless to say I was on high alert the whole weekend and the only bugs I saw were tiny spiders and some little crickets. Not bad but I still did not sleep easy. Besides that everything else was relaxing. Michael and I are now on the quest to find a good, inexpensive pop-up camper. As a result to the immense fun Haley had this weekend she bawled her eyes out going to bed saying "I don't want to grow up. I want to be 5 forever!" I mean seriously, stab me in the heart! I remember the time Ed Young told of one of his twins being like this and it seemed so weird to me. I always wanted to grow up. But Michael said he too was like this after a really fun family weekend. I guess she, in her limited experiences, can't fathom having more fun than she did this weekend. I suppose I too would feel the same if I were her. But, I was successfully able to impart some words of wisdom to her about our Lord and his plans for us and off to sleep she went.
The whole weekend Haven slept with Haley and he didn't wake up. So tonight I put him in bed with her in hopes of continuing the streak. I heard him in there talking but couldn't understand. When I went closer I heard him saying in many different voices "Take me to mommy. I'm scared. Heeley (Haley) talk to me me. Open your eyes. Take me to mommy. I'm scared." Second time in 30 minutes my kids have managed to melt my heart completely! Now we are trying to figure out the best night light to get for Haven since apparently he is afraid of the dark.
It's amazing how the more kids you have the more "typical" kid scenarios you see played out in your household. It makes me realize that every parent really does go through the same things just with different kids. And of course the real test is how we handle it. I am grateful, so grateful, that God has blessed me with children after was saved. I can't imagine how I would have reacted to all these events without the loving guidance of our father. Every day I consciously acknowledge how God is using me to grow my children in the right way. Unfortunately, it means also being aware of when I fail miserably. But God is good and he always gives me a second chance.
Pictures to come at a much later time. I went film this time so I actually have to develop them.
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