I did not totally forget that yesterday was Monday, let alone remember that it was Not Me Monday posting time.
I did not eat two puffs of cotton candy because my daughters do not like cotton candy. I do not not like cotton candy either.
I did not go to bed last night at 9 PM and then actually fall asleep at 12 AM.
I did not pay extra for my van handle to be fixed to have it not work hours after leaving the shop.
I did not ask my husband to get me coffee this morning so I would not be late and arrive late to preschool co-op anyway.
I did not do the Snoopy dance when I realized I beat my 14 year old's record on the Wii Fit in the Ski Jump.
I did not buy extra strength Febreeze in hopes that it would help the couch cushions not smell like butt anymore.
I did not have Chick-Fil-A for dinner two nights in a row. But, if I did I would not have gotten a kiddos' meal just so I could trade the toy in for an icecream cone.
Nope. Not me.
MckMama did not post this Monday, due to Stellan being in the hospital. Please pray for baby Stellan and the whole MckMama family. Not sure why Carlton didn't post, though.....
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
18 Years Ago
People say that time flies by quickly, especially when you have children and I can testify that that is true.
Today my first born son, my baby, turned 18.
I remember the first time I saw him and held him. I remember nursing him in a borrowed yellow rocking chair in my parents' back bedroom. I remember the smell of his freshly bathed head and the sound of his laugh.
As if it was yesterday.
Part of me wishes it was. It would mean he would have a completely fresh slate in front of him. A new start.
I suppose he has a new start, turning 18, becoming an adult. A birthday even signifies a new beginning. He needs it. He deserves it.
J -
Today you turn 18. I know you said you do not feel any different, but this birthday is different. You are the same age today that I was when I gave birth to you. I was so young, yet I grew up so quickly as soon as you entered this world. You changed me forever and I know today will change you, too.
You have grown into a young man that still has many boyish charms, some that will help you be compassionate and carefree and some that you will have to let go of to be able to become the man who will have a career, marry a wife and raise a family.
You have started to smile again and believe in yourself. You are doing remarkable in school and at work. You are responsible and motivated to achieve your goals. You are very different than you were a year ago.
My heart broke when you climbed through your bedroom window, determined to make it on your own. You were so sure that you did not need me, did not need God and you were hell bent on making sure you never had to be a part of our family again.
You made it hard to want you to be part of our family when my heart hurt so much. But, I held to the promise that God gave me before you were born that you would be an amazing man one day. That He had grand plans for you. Even though I had to watch you destroy yourself and your life to find yourself again, I was able to do it, because I trusted God. He is so faithful. You are so very different than you were a year ago.
I know next year, you will have changed yet again and I will continue to be proud of you.
You will have your GED and completed your internship. You will have established yourself in a career and be on your way to being on your own.
I will remember the day I held you for the first time as an unsure 18 year old momma. I wasn't sure if you would nurse well, if you would sleep well, if you and I would be able to figure out this whole momma and boy thing together, but I was sure of one thing.
I would love you forever with an unconditional momma's love that sometimes has to hurt and sometimes has to let go, but always holds you close to my heart.
Love,
Mom
Today my first born son, my baby, turned 18.
I remember the first time I saw him and held him. I remember nursing him in a borrowed yellow rocking chair in my parents' back bedroom. I remember the smell of his freshly bathed head and the sound of his laugh.
As if it was yesterday.
Part of me wishes it was. It would mean he would have a completely fresh slate in front of him. A new start.
I suppose he has a new start, turning 18, becoming an adult. A birthday even signifies a new beginning. He needs it. He deserves it.
J -
Today you turn 18. I know you said you do not feel any different, but this birthday is different. You are the same age today that I was when I gave birth to you. I was so young, yet I grew up so quickly as soon as you entered this world. You changed me forever and I know today will change you, too.
You have grown into a young man that still has many boyish charms, some that will help you be compassionate and carefree and some that you will have to let go of to be able to become the man who will have a career, marry a wife and raise a family.
You have started to smile again and believe in yourself. You are doing remarkable in school and at work. You are responsible and motivated to achieve your goals. You are very different than you were a year ago.
My heart broke when you climbed through your bedroom window, determined to make it on your own. You were so sure that you did not need me, did not need God and you were hell bent on making sure you never had to be a part of our family again.
You made it hard to want you to be part of our family when my heart hurt so much. But, I held to the promise that God gave me before you were born that you would be an amazing man one day. That He had grand plans for you. Even though I had to watch you destroy yourself and your life to find yourself again, I was able to do it, because I trusted God. He is so faithful. You are so very different than you were a year ago.
I know next year, you will have changed yet again and I will continue to be proud of you.
You will have your GED and completed your internship. You will have established yourself in a career and be on your way to being on your own.
I will remember the day I held you for the first time as an unsure 18 year old momma. I wasn't sure if you would nurse well, if you would sleep well, if you and I would be able to figure out this whole momma and boy thing together, but I was sure of one thing.
I would love you forever with an unconditional momma's love that sometimes has to hurt and sometimes has to let go, but always holds you close to my heart.
Love,
Mom
Monday, March 16, 2009
Not Me Monday Sick Again Edition
I was not up at 2 AM watching my 4 year old puke all over my bed.
I did not let my husband who has a weaker stomach than me clean up the bed and the 4 year old while I laid on the couch.
I did not wake up a few hours later with a terrible crick in my neck from falling asleep on the arm of the couch.
I did not sneak back to my bed with the hopes of getting a little more sleep before the daycare boy showed up for the day.
I was not thankful that the 4 year old ignored me at dinner when I told him to eat more of his food, so that when he threw up it was mostly strawberry shake and not very chunky.
I have not let my 4 year old run around in Pull-Ups all day because it has been easier to clean up his explosive diarrhea that way.
Nope, not me!
Check out MckMama's blog and Carlton's blog for more Not Me Monday madness!
I did not let my husband who has a weaker stomach than me clean up the bed and the 4 year old while I laid on the couch.
I did not wake up a few hours later with a terrible crick in my neck from falling asleep on the arm of the couch.
I did not sneak back to my bed with the hopes of getting a little more sleep before the daycare boy showed up for the day.
I was not thankful that the 4 year old ignored me at dinner when I told him to eat more of his food, so that when he threw up it was mostly strawberry shake and not very chunky.
I have not let my 4 year old run around in Pull-Ups all day because it has been easier to clean up his explosive diarrhea that way.
Nope, not me!
Check out MckMama's blog and Carlton's blog for more Not Me Monday madness!
Monday, March 09, 2009
Not Me Monday Sick Edition
I did not not post earlier because I have been in bed with aches and pains and fevers. I am always healthy.
But, NOT today! Blah!
Head over to MckMama's blog and Carlton's blog to see some more thought out posts that are not influenced by the flu or whatever bug I have.
I am going back to bed.
But, NOT today! Blah!
Head over to MckMama's blog and Carlton's blog to see some more thought out posts that are not influenced by the flu or whatever bug I have.
I am going back to bed.
Snow Day! March 2009
Even though, the kiddos had pretty much given up on getting any real snow this winter they took advantage of the 8 inches we got last week. Here are a few pictures.....
Kari is a little bit excited about the snow
Noah, not doubt, waxing eloquently on the advantages of a snow day
It's a great day for a sleigh ride!
It is easier to roll on the exit
Sledding down the hill....
Apparently, you can pick up some speed on that little hill...enough to toss Kari off the sled!
Noah eating the snow
Kari making a snowball
This is the picture I took of the last snow we had...January was it?
Rick took this one last Monday
Kari is a little bit excited about the snow
Noah, not doubt, waxing eloquently on the advantages of a snow day
It's a great day for a sleigh ride!
It is easier to roll on the exit
Sledding down the hill....
Apparently, you can pick up some speed on that little hill...enough to toss Kari off the sled!
Noah eating the snow
Kari making a snowball
This is the picture I took of the last snow we had...January was it?
Rick took this one last Monday
Monday, March 02, 2009
Not Me Monday 23rd Edition
I did not ask my husband to say he had passed gas in the church office if someone came into the office when it was really me.
I did not stay in the bedroom watching Brothers and Sisters during Family Night because I had a headache and did not want to deal with the kiddos' loudness while they played the Wii.
I did not sneak out of the house Friday night under the guise of needing to take Rick to the bank and then get Frappucinos from Starbucks.
I did not eat two donuts for breakfast and not eat anything for lunch because I was still full.
I did not let the 6 year old wear flip flops to a party on Saturday and insist on painting her toe nails first.
I did not laugh hysterically when the 4 year old did his kung fu on a friend of Devin's and kicked him square in the groin.
I did not sleep in until 10 AM this morning and let Rick get up with the kiddos and go out to play in the snow with them since I hurt my back from sneezing yesterday.
What didn't you do??
Check out MckMama's blog and the original Not Me Monday. And don't forget to head over to Carlton's blog, too.
I did not stay in the bedroom watching Brothers and Sisters during Family Night because I had a headache and did not want to deal with the kiddos' loudness while they played the Wii.
I did not sneak out of the house Friday night under the guise of needing to take Rick to the bank and then get Frappucinos from Starbucks.
I did not eat two donuts for breakfast and not eat anything for lunch because I was still full.
I did not let the 6 year old wear flip flops to a party on Saturday and insist on painting her toe nails first.
I did not laugh hysterically when the 4 year old did his kung fu on a friend of Devin's and kicked him square in the groin.
I did not sleep in until 10 AM this morning and let Rick get up with the kiddos and go out to play in the snow with them since I hurt my back from sneezing yesterday.
What didn't you do??
Check out MckMama's blog and the original Not Me Monday. And don't forget to head over to Carlton's blog, too.
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