Monday, March 31, 2008
Welcome to the family little Georgia! We are so excited you are here. Congratulations Kelsi and John to your beautiful little girl. She is gorgeous! We love you guys and good luck with your new family! (You can check out Kelsi's blog by pushing on the link to the side.)
This week other than preparing for my class and keeping the house in order and watching the kids I am getting ready for a big freezer cession. I usually do these on my own; cook for three days in a row and have a few months of food in my freezer. Since I have been pregnant I have only done little week cessions because I just don't seem to have the energy to finish a big one. I am afraid I will waste a bunch of food. So I have enlisted Ben to help me and we are going to cook this weekend. I have been preparing all weekend with retyping all my recipes back in my program (I lost them all when the desk top computer hard drive crashed). And organizing. Thursday will be my shopping day, I do to 3 stores (Aldi's, Sams Club, and Walmart). Hoping to save where I can. I have arranged to have the kids looked after on Friday, part of Saturday and part of Sunday. Hoping we can get it all done. With Ben's help I think it will be fun. I look forward to it.
My brother ran a full marathon on Saturday. He placed in the 1000 out of 5000 people. Way to go Chris! We wished we could have been there to cheer you on.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
So home I go after a quick trip to the grocery store, never spending under 80 it seems, even if I'm just going in for milk. Went home and started on the house. I cleaned both kids rooms, both bathroom, the kitchen, the playroom, the downstairs living room and upstairs living room, and switched laundry twice. All before I had to pick up the kids again. I was amazed! I always thought there was something wrong with me why I could never keep the house clean. Maybe its just having too many kids stopping you every five minutes for any imaginable thing. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!
Too bad I can't get used to it. Even when Elijah and Loryn are in preschool next year I will still have the new baby girl home with me. But someday, and I wonder as I listen to that country song, will I miss this? The song seems to think so, I have my doubts.
Today I am watching Mellissa, Eileen's little girl. She dropped her off a little before I had to leave to pick up kids. I have Mellissa and Emma today along with my kids. Luckily it is a pretty day out so that I can send them outside to play. I have my class tonight so I am trying to get it clean and keep it clean. Not always that easy, especially with 5 kids running around.
I should have a special section just for Elijah called "What Elijah brought with him to bed tonight...". It is pretty funny because it is not just the normal stuffed animal and occasional toy. Last night it was his chair, and his legs were sandwiched right under it. I always check him before I go to bed just to take all the things he brought with him to bed off.
By the way, A BIG THANK YOU TO KATHI (Ben's mom) for getting us a car seat and bouncer along with others needs. We really appreciate all you guys do for us, from just a phone call of interest in our lives and well beings to temporal needs.
Another BIG THANK YOU TO KAREN (my mom), for helping Loryn and Elijah have the opportunity to go to preschool! You all are too good to us. Our biggest wish though is always to have you near. We love you all!
Monday, March 24, 2008
The boys of course were the first ones awake and amazingly was after 7am. That never happens (well, actually it does but only on the days that mom and dad have to be up early and can't sleep in. Never on the days we are able to sleep in - then they are up at 6:30am).
We had to hold the boys hostage until we woke up Loryn. She is always the last one up. After they checked out their baskets of little toys and candy, they went egg searching around the house. They never get tired of easter egg hunting.
Saturday we went to my dad's house in Acworth, GA to celebrate Easter as well as pick up Caleb. My brother, Chris, and his wife, Aimee, came over too, so it was a nice little family get together. We all had a great time. We went out to lunch to a BBQ place soon after we got there then came back and hid the easter eggs for the kids to go find them. They loved running around searching. I felt bad for Caleb since he would drop his bucket and fall every now and then. It is just not that easy to pick up eggs off the ground when you are walking with crutches. Poor kid. Although it really didn't seem to harm his chances. The final score was Caleb 23, Elijah 22, and Loryn 18.
With no time to spare, all must check out the goods.
After egg hunting we went inside to dye our eggs. I forgot the vinegar so dad had to run to the store real quick to pick some up. We managed to not be all covered in dye, I only got a little right towards the end when Elijah dropped an egg on to my shirt. And actually when I say we dyed eggs I mean me, the kids, grandma and grandpa. The other "kids" were too busy playing the play station downstairs.
Finally later on the boys pried themselves from the games and went outside to help my dad out enough to put the boat in and ski season beginwaxing the boat and getting it ready for the lake. Soon enough it will be warms, yea for those who will be skiing this year. Not me, and yes I know I will have had the baby by then but do you think all the baby fat will be off and that I will be one of those moms who most of us who are normal hate, that look good only a month after they had the baby. I already know that will not be me. I am hoping that next summer I will have lost most of the weight. That is a more realistic goal. Anyway, kids were cute helping Papa with the boat and having a good time in the boat.
Loryn did manage to fall and scrap her knee. She was sure to eat up as much attention as she could from Papa. He took care of her. He carried her into the house and cleaned her bobo off and put a bandaid on. Today, Monday, I went to change her band aid and she says "I need papa to change it". She loved the attention!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The invisible Mom:
It all began to make sense - the blank stares, the lack of response,
the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone
and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not;
no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the
floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this?
Can you tie this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, and she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from
I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees." I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see my self as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table."
That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Although Elijah was not as messy and gross as Caleb's little fun moment, he had a few pretty interesting moments this weekend. OK, so where do we start...
different than when he sleeps in his actual bed. I am always having to unpile the toys off of him before I go to bed so that he can move. He never really attached to any security item. He has a monkey he likes to bring to bed but usually its whatever toy he wants with him, airplanes, cars, books, etc. and lots.
So there is our exciting weekend of Elijah adventures. He is the cutest thing even though he makes things harder sometimes but most of the time he makes me laugh. Through the tough and the fun I am always grateful that I am a mom, only occasionally do I need to stop and remember.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Wednesday I get a call from the school only about 30 min after Caleb left for school that he was throwing up. He acted completely fine that morning and of course was completely fine the rest of the day. Don't know what made him sick.
Thursday I get another call from the school right before I am leaving for my Midwife appointment, and I am thinking "oh no not again". Turns out he fell in class and was crying saying he hurt his ankle where the cast is on. I think he was more afraid than anything. He turned out he was ok and he definitly didn't want to leave school because he had his easter party and egg hunt that day.
My appointment went well. Debi Church, our midwife, said that the baby looked great, she was getting big and things look healthy. I have an appointment in 3 weeks at her place again, and then 2 weeks after that she comes to our house to check things out and become familiar. I already feel huge and uncomfortable. Its hard to walk around (my back pain doesn't help much). Of course only want the baby to come when she is ready which she has to atleast wait 5 more weeks.