Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Adam
Five! Five? Five.
That is how many years it's been since my life changed dramatically....for the better.
Today my boy is big.
We have agreed to no longer require naps from him and he is half way through his first year of school. He asks questions like, "So, how's your day goin?" and says things like, "I can't hear you, Avril is screaming her brains out." He has an amazing imagination and loves to be a construction worker, super hero, cowboy, doctor, or a bad guy. He tells me he wants 10 kids when he gets married. He has answered that way since he was about three.
When I get sad about how fast he is growing he tells me that he will try to have a house right by mine so he can visit and bring me cakes and watch t.v. with me every morning. (I wonder how Mrs. Adam is going to feel about that?)
This morning he got in trouble for biting his brother and as he was sitting in timeout he told me his tummy hurt. I told him no it didn't and not to say that if it wasn't true. Then he said, "It hurts and it's all black inside because I have a sin in there." How do you explain that? I told him he just needed to pray.
I think over the last five years and I remember how much I wanted Adam to grow and enter the next phase. Now I want time to stand still and just revel in the way he is at this moment. I want to push pause.
Adam, I love you so much. The last five years have been such a blessing to me and Daddy and we are so grateful that God has shared you with us. It is my deepest desire to see you know the Lord and I pray for that daily. Thank you for being such a fun and energetic boy.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
That is how many years it's been since my life changed dramatically....for the better.
Today my boy is big.
We have agreed to no longer require naps from him and he is half way through his first year of school. He asks questions like, "So, how's your day goin?" and says things like, "I can't hear you, Avril is screaming her brains out." He has an amazing imagination and loves to be a construction worker, super hero, cowboy, doctor, or a bad guy. He tells me he wants 10 kids when he gets married. He has answered that way since he was about three.
When I get sad about how fast he is growing he tells me that he will try to have a house right by mine so he can visit and bring me cakes and watch t.v. with me every morning. (I wonder how Mrs. Adam is going to feel about that?)
This morning he got in trouble for biting his brother and as he was sitting in timeout he told me his tummy hurt. I told him no it didn't and not to say that if it wasn't true. Then he said, "It hurts and it's all black inside because I have a sin in there." How do you explain that? I told him he just needed to pray.
I think over the last five years and I remember how much I wanted Adam to grow and enter the next phase. Now I want time to stand still and just revel in the way he is at this moment. I want to push pause.
Adam, I love you so much. The last five years have been such a blessing to me and Daddy and we are so grateful that God has shared you with us. It is my deepest desire to see you know the Lord and I pray for that daily. Thank you for being such a fun and energetic boy.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
December
Wishin. And Hopin. And dreamin. da dada da dada da da da dada
Every now and then the boys will get out magazines and show each other every thing that they think is gotta haveable. They don't really ask for anything but they enjoy showing one another. They happened to be daydreaming about Christmas gifts on this particular day.
Every now and then the boys will get out magazines and show each other every thing that they think is gotta haveable. They don't really ask for anything but they enjoy showing one another. They happened to be daydreaming about Christmas gifts on this particular day.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
The New Year
There are many things that I have been longing to do. They have been a long time coming and are pretty common resolutions. I have decided to start now as I have felt prompted more recently and a new year just seems like a good place to begin.
Here are my top 10.
1) I want to read in my Bible every day, even if it's only one verse. I have slacked off on this more and more throughout the years and I feel deprived. I live in a place of great anxiety and doubt. Fear is my constant companion and I suffer a severe lack of zeal for living each moment for Christ. "Faith comes from hearing, and hearing from the Word of God." Please, Lord, increase my faith.
2) Spend more time with my children and not just managing my children. Adam's school is sadly unorganized. Rowan is potty trained except for my lack of consistency. Avril has a poor eating schedule and nap routine. And most of all, they ask constantly for me to please play with them. This year, I intend to say "Maybe later," very seldom. I want to read to them more and have Bible lessons with both of the boys each morning.
3) Get healthy. I admit it. I am over weight and I am obsessed by my chub. I am going to do something about it. First, I am going to quit complaining about it. Then I am going to lose 35 pounds and our whole family is going to eat healthier. The mere sight of sugar makes me feel ill(until tomorrow). *smile* Seriously, my goal is to feed us all healthier and to get exercise for me and my kiddos every day.
4) Stop questioning my husband's discipline methods. I feel so sorry for the kids when we crack down on them that it becomes ineffective. *blush* This is a big struggle for me.
5) Take more pictures.
6) Be more involved with people. I tend to be a hermit and I think it would be good for my kids to see me being more hospitable.
7) Yard work. Lots of yard work. Tear out old flower beds, keep lawns mowed, maybe grow a small garden.
8) Muck out the house. We have an entire basement full of stuff we rarely use. I would like to give it away or sell it. I want to declutter.
9) Stop being late. I am always late.
10) To pray. Pray faithfully.
Some of these are just silly and some mean a great deal to me. Most of all I want to stop wasting my time and start living the way God has called me to live. I feel as if I am on the brink of a great change but that I can't quite seem to take that final step into being fully committed to my Lord. Feeling things is very important to me. I lack confidence in things if I don't feel just right about it. I want to push past that and truly be used of God. I also want to accomplish even the silly things that I set out to do.
Happy New Year everybody! I hope God changes us all dramatically in 2010!
Here are my top 10.
1) I want to read in my Bible every day, even if it's only one verse. I have slacked off on this more and more throughout the years and I feel deprived. I live in a place of great anxiety and doubt. Fear is my constant companion and I suffer a severe lack of zeal for living each moment for Christ. "Faith comes from hearing, and hearing from the Word of God." Please, Lord, increase my faith.
2) Spend more time with my children and not just managing my children. Adam's school is sadly unorganized. Rowan is potty trained except for my lack of consistency. Avril has a poor eating schedule and nap routine. And most of all, they ask constantly for me to please play with them. This year, I intend to say "Maybe later," very seldom. I want to read to them more and have Bible lessons with both of the boys each morning.
3) Get healthy. I admit it. I am over weight and I am obsessed by my chub. I am going to do something about it. First, I am going to quit complaining about it. Then I am going to lose 35 pounds and our whole family is going to eat healthier. The mere sight of sugar makes me feel ill(until tomorrow). *smile* Seriously, my goal is to feed us all healthier and to get exercise for me and my kiddos every day.
4) Stop questioning my husband's discipline methods. I feel so sorry for the kids when we crack down on them that it becomes ineffective. *blush* This is a big struggle for me.
5) Take more pictures.
6) Be more involved with people. I tend to be a hermit and I think it would be good for my kids to see me being more hospitable.
7) Yard work. Lots of yard work. Tear out old flower beds, keep lawns mowed, maybe grow a small garden.
8) Muck out the house. We have an entire basement full of stuff we rarely use. I would like to give it away or sell it. I want to declutter.
9) Stop being late. I am always late.
10) To pray. Pray faithfully.
Some of these are just silly and some mean a great deal to me. Most of all I want to stop wasting my time and start living the way God has called me to live. I feel as if I am on the brink of a great change but that I can't quite seem to take that final step into being fully committed to my Lord. Feeling things is very important to me. I lack confidence in things if I don't feel just right about it. I want to push past that and truly be used of God. I also want to accomplish even the silly things that I set out to do.
Happy New Year everybody! I hope God changes us all dramatically in 2010!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Rowan
This guy grows up a little more each day but I was astonished that he grasped the concept of his birthday so well. This morning, after he got his orange juice he announced, "Okay, let's go to the living room and have my party now." I felt bad when I had to tell him that his party isn't until the second of January so we could do his and Adam's together.
He also ran around church telling everybody that he's "free" now.
Over the last year he has grown in so many ways. Ways that I have even forgotten. I hardly remember the baby I once held because he has been replaced by a loving, energetic, adorable boy.
Rowan is loveable in so many ways. He likes smooching his mama, which is always a bonus, but he is all boy at the same time. Not a day goes by when he isn't killing off some bad guy or lost in the adventures of whatever superhero he decides to become. The boy loves to climb and if you sit anywhere you will become his new jungle gym. His dimples are to die for and his smile brightens the day.
I don't have fancy words to describe this precious gift and I don't even have a picture to post(hopefully tomorrow). All I know is that I am grateful God gave us a second boy because our lives wouldn't be the same without him. And I love him.
Happy Birthday Rowan.
I am very excited to be your mommy and I am looking forward to this year.
I love you.
He also ran around church telling everybody that he's "free" now.
Over the last year he has grown in so many ways. Ways that I have even forgotten. I hardly remember the baby I once held because he has been replaced by a loving, energetic, adorable boy.
Rowan is loveable in so many ways. He likes smooching his mama, which is always a bonus, but he is all boy at the same time. Not a day goes by when he isn't killing off some bad guy or lost in the adventures of whatever superhero he decides to become. The boy loves to climb and if you sit anywhere you will become his new jungle gym. His dimples are to die for and his smile brightens the day.
I don't have fancy words to describe this precious gift and I don't even have a picture to post(hopefully tomorrow). All I know is that I am grateful God gave us a second boy because our lives wouldn't be the same without him. And I love him.
Happy Birthday Rowan.
I am very excited to be your mommy and I am looking forward to this year.
I love you.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Holiday Cheer
Lunch at my house today.
Boys: Screaming, climbing across table to hit each other, spitting, screaming some more.
Me: "Alright. That's it! You two are not going to say another word to each other. You are not going to touch each other. You are not even going to look at each other. I have had it with the two of you fighting! Is that clear?"
Boys start bawling and wailing.
I resume making lunch.
Boys: Start screaming at each other.
Me: "I told you already to stop and you didn't listen." Each boy gets swat on bottom. "No. More. Fighting."
Adam: Bursts into tears.
Me: "Adam don't start hollering. You were being mean and you disobeyed. If you wake up your sister you're going to bed without lunch."
Rowan: Starts sobbing and whining that he wants lunch.
Me: "Be quiet. You're going to wake up your sister."
Adam: "You hurt my feelings! I don't want to live with you anymore."
Me: *chuckle* "I understand. I feel like that sometimes too." I continue making lunch and boys continue crying. Rowan keeps protesting no, no, no, no to something.
Me: "Do you think we should pack your bags and find you a new place to live after lunch?"
Rowan: stops bawling and says, "Yeah. That would be great!"
Adam & I start laughing.
Me: "Don't you think you'd miss your mommy?"
Boys: "No."
Me: "Okay. when you get done eating you can pack your bags and I'll drive you to your new home with strangers. How does that sound?"
Rowan: *starts bawling* "I don't wanna pack my bags! I don't want to!"
Me: "Yup. You gotta bring your stuff to your new family's house. You don't wanna live here anymore so you hafta pack your bags."
Rowan: "I don't wanna pack my bags!"
Me: "Why?"
Rowan: "It's too hard!"
Ahhhhhh. So nice to be loved.
Did I mention the perfect bite mark Rowan has on his cheek? Yeah. Big brothers are so fun.
Boys: Screaming, climbing across table to hit each other, spitting, screaming some more.
Me: "Alright. That's it! You two are not going to say another word to each other. You are not going to touch each other. You are not even going to look at each other. I have had it with the two of you fighting! Is that clear?"
Boys start bawling and wailing.
I resume making lunch.
Boys: Start screaming at each other.
Me: "I told you already to stop and you didn't listen." Each boy gets swat on bottom. "No. More. Fighting."
Adam: Bursts into tears.
Me: "Adam don't start hollering. You were being mean and you disobeyed. If you wake up your sister you're going to bed without lunch."
Rowan: Starts sobbing and whining that he wants lunch.
Me: "Be quiet. You're going to wake up your sister."
Adam: "You hurt my feelings! I don't want to live with you anymore."
Me: *chuckle* "I understand. I feel like that sometimes too." I continue making lunch and boys continue crying. Rowan keeps protesting no, no, no, no to something.
Me: "Do you think we should pack your bags and find you a new place to live after lunch?"
Rowan: stops bawling and says, "Yeah. That would be great!"
Adam & I start laughing.
Me: "Don't you think you'd miss your mommy?"
Boys: "No."
Me: "Okay. when you get done eating you can pack your bags and I'll drive you to your new home with strangers. How does that sound?"
Rowan: *starts bawling* "I don't wanna pack my bags! I don't want to!"
Me: "Yup. You gotta bring your stuff to your new family's house. You don't wanna live here anymore so you hafta pack your bags."
Rowan: "I don't wanna pack my bags!"
Me: "Why?"
Rowan: "It's too hard!"
Ahhhhhh. So nice to be loved.
Did I mention the perfect bite mark Rowan has on his cheek? Yeah. Big brothers are so fun.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Self-inflicted Baldness
I know I said that next time I was going to post on what God has shown me about the deity of Christ but I need to ask you guys for prayer.
I'm going crazy.
Avril has been crying, no, screaming for about five days. I have changed her formula, given her baby ora-gel, teething tablets, Tylenol, Milicon drops, cut out baby foods, used tea tree oil in her ears, and done everything short of an enima to get her to poop normally. I hold her, bounce her, rock her, pat her and pack her around. I pray for her. Believe me, I pray for her.
Still she screams. If she's awake, she screams.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what is wrong and nothing helps. I can't tell if she's constipated, teething, has an earache, or if it's something else.
I am worried. I shouldn't be.
We are taking her to the doctor in the morning. Please pray for her. Please pray that the doctor will know what is wrong. And please pray that we won't have to give her a bunch of meds. And please pray that I will trust Him with my daughter.
Thank you.
I'm going crazy.
Avril has been crying, no, screaming for about five days. I have changed her formula, given her baby ora-gel, teething tablets, Tylenol, Milicon drops, cut out baby foods, used tea tree oil in her ears, and done everything short of an enima to get her to poop normally. I hold her, bounce her, rock her, pat her and pack her around. I pray for her. Believe me, I pray for her.
Still she screams. If she's awake, she screams.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what is wrong and nothing helps. I can't tell if she's constipated, teething, has an earache, or if it's something else.
I am worried. I shouldn't be.
We are taking her to the doctor in the morning. Please pray for her. Please pray that the doctor will know what is wrong. And please pray that we won't have to give her a bunch of meds. And please pray that I will trust Him with my daughter.
Thank you.
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