I have to brag on my babies a bit...
We have been having issues at dinner because I will fix and meal and as soon as I call everyone to the table I hear a chorus of "i don't want that". So last week, after a funky day I told them they could fix dinner. So last night as I am taking a poll of who wants what because I have no motivation or creativity, Abigail reminds me that it is their turn to cook. Happy Mommy!
She fixed hot dogs, mac-n-cheese, pears and peas. How awesome is that?! She even let Amelia help, just a little bit and not without a squabble, but its still pretty amazing in my book.
Today I took Maelei to get bathed and dipped because the poor girl needed a break! She has been fighting a losing battle with the ticks this year and it was heartbreaking to see her come to the backdoor all bloody when she had knocked one lose. We have done everything we can think of (short of bringing her inside) and still the ticks were winning. Today though she is resting comfortably inside, all fresh and pretty and I''m about to head out to check petsmart for some other options.
This week we also went to Bosqueville's Elementary School Talent Show, and after a slip of the tongue I had to explain to Amelia the next day what a "hoocie mama" was. I'm sorry, but I think that neither a 4th or 5th grader should be wearing a tank that shows their bra straps and shorts that barely cover their hineybo's while shaking it to Rhianna or Lady Gaga or whoever! And that is what I told my daughter...that if your undies show out your clothes, you look like a hoochie
mama.
The SWAT team came to Amelia's school this week and I had yet another "proud" mom moment when she was asked what to do if she found a gun and her response was "keep it!". Luckily, another little girl quickly added "shoot it!" and made me feel a little less like a failure in the area of gun safety education.
It has been a busy week and tonight Abigail has her soccer party, then next week is the final week of school for both girls and Abigail has another party to go to. Friday we are headed to spend some much needed and overdue time with our Bryan peeps before the girls head to their Dads for the first few weeks of summer.
There are approximately 8 weeks left till this little man (hopefully) makes his debut. I am beginning to get really excited about the little things like counting his toes! But I still have LOTS to do to get ready for him...Ryan set up the crib and most of the clothes are hand me downs so they have already been washed and sorted. However I am currently enrolled in 2 classes and I need to knock them out before he gets here.
And finally I am really working on making sure the grirs know that they are still my babies and that Axel won't take Mommy away. I think they are both handlign everything incredibly well, but of course there are still some issues and honestly I would be more concerned if there weren't.
That about sums up what going on in our neck of the woods, till next time :-)
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
sick
Abigail has been fighting some crazy bug all week. She came home from field day last Friday and was very mopey. Saturday she had a soccer game but ended up sitting out most of the game because she felt bad. Sunday it was very evident my girl was sick! :-( Fever and chills, yucky cough and sore throat. Monday the Dr says "its likely just a combo of a virus and allergies and prescribed a benadryl coma and rest". She went to school on Tuesday but came home running fever, which continued for the better part of the week. Thursday we called the Dr, who at that point prescribed an antibiotic. Today she has been (mostly) fever free. She wants to play in her game tomorrow but we will see. It's her Dad's weekend, so I'm gonne let him bear that responsibility. Its been a rough week. I never considered how much it stresses one to have to make the decision of whether or not to go to school. On one hand~ I was more than happy to keep her home, away from whatever illnesses were lurking in the classroom. But on the other hand I don't want her to miss out on those last few days of school. Timing was perfect, since TAKS was over with, but still. Missing 4 days of school seems like alot, not to mention I have to justify all my parenting choices to the one who left.
Anyway~ today has been mostly fever free, she still isn't eating and she took a nap...all this to say she still isn't "right" but at least it feels like we are making progress!
On a side note, Thursday we did go pick up her work so she didn't fall behind. I was really proud of how she sat and completed her assignments with minimal assistance. It was really cute when she asked for a break after finishing her reading and science, before she started math. I think I take for granted how smart and disciplined she is. I know that in the event hell ever freezes over and Brent agrees to let her be home schooled, we will have a great time learning together and that girl will amaze us all! I wish that public school could feed her potential the way I feel I could. It makes me sad to see her time and desire to learn wasted. Now Amelia...thats another story, hahaha!! :-)
Anyway~ today has been mostly fever free, she still isn't eating and she took a nap...all this to say she still isn't "right" but at least it feels like we are making progress!
On a side note, Thursday we did go pick up her work so she didn't fall behind. I was really proud of how she sat and completed her assignments with minimal assistance. It was really cute when she asked for a break after finishing her reading and science, before she started math. I think I take for granted how smart and disciplined she is. I know that in the event hell ever freezes over and Brent agrees to let her be home schooled, we will have a great time learning together and that girl will amaze us all! I wish that public school could feed her potential the way I feel I could. It makes me sad to see her time and desire to learn wasted. Now Amelia...thats another story, hahaha!! :-)
Monday, May 9, 2011
thought of today
As for the people in your life, there are those who love you enough to change their lives to be in yours...and then there are those who just want you to love them enough to change your life to be in theirs.
I think the change should be equal, and that there must be room for growth on both parts in order for the relationship to remain intact.
Who is in your life today~people for whom you've changed, those who have changed with you or just the ones who love you regardless?
I think the change should be equal, and that there must be room for growth on both parts in order for the relationship to remain intact.
Who is in your life today~people for whom you've changed, those who have changed with you or just the ones who love you regardless?
Friday, May 6, 2011
Momma shoutout
First and foremost~to My Momma
This incredible lady gave birth to 9 children, loved us all unconditionally and taught us more than we realized. I wouldn't even know where to begin to thank her for all she has done. She has been there for me when I needed her, wiped my tears and told me to suck it up. She has been my biggest cheerleader and my harshest critic...and now that I have girls of my own I am finally beginning to better understand how amazing she is! You never think about how strong your mom is...until you become a parent. She rarely let us get away with anything, and yet we had a crazy cool childhood. We were allowed (encouraged) to think outside the box. She home schooled before it was cool. Some of our stories get funny looks from our friends, but never fail to make us laugh when we relive them with our siblings. Our parents taught alot by example...they let us see their struggles and as I've said before, what priceless gift that was. I didn't grow up disillusioned, with a false sense of security or confidence. When I did something and did it well, I didn't need a party, because they had taught me that doing something right, the first time, is a reward all its own and that someone else's approval pales in comparison to one's own sense of accomplishment! My parents let me fall, hard and often. I learned that sometimes life sucks...but you keep at it. That you don't throw anyone out of the boat. No one is more important than another~ no matter what color, social class, education. You are who you decide to be and if "the world" doesn't like you~its probably a good thing.
I'd get good and mad at my Mom, threaten to run away, I tried calling her "Nancy" or "mud" for a few days because I thought I was cool. This was one thing she did not let me get away with. Her name was Mom. She taught us the golden rules, and insisted we live by them even when our friends didn't. She yelled on occasion, wasn't afraid to pinch a nerve or wash our mouths out with soap, but her favorite (and most effective) form of discipline was consequence. She didn't bubble wrap us. We had the freedom of choice and when we made a bad one, she let us learn the hard way. I consider this one of my greatest blessings.
To my sisters~y'all may not all be mom's (yet) but you've done your fair share of Mothering me. One thing Mom taught us all was how to take care of our own. And I am just now beginning to grasp the importance of this.
To my friends~who have been in the trenches with me, not afraid to share their stories to help me through my darkest hours. Not just in respect to being Moms, but wives as well. There is so much more to this job than a man could ever truly understand.
To the Mom's who have shared their babies with me~ you have given me one of the greatest gifts, allowing me to be part of your children's lives and hearts. Thank you for letting me love on your kiddos!
This incredible lady gave birth to 9 children, loved us all unconditionally and taught us more than we realized. I wouldn't even know where to begin to thank her for all she has done. She has been there for me when I needed her, wiped my tears and told me to suck it up. She has been my biggest cheerleader and my harshest critic...and now that I have girls of my own I am finally beginning to better understand how amazing she is! You never think about how strong your mom is...until you become a parent. She rarely let us get away with anything, and yet we had a crazy cool childhood. We were allowed (encouraged) to think outside the box. She home schooled before it was cool. Some of our stories get funny looks from our friends, but never fail to make us laugh when we relive them with our siblings. Our parents taught alot by example...they let us see their struggles and as I've said before, what priceless gift that was. I didn't grow up disillusioned, with a false sense of security or confidence. When I did something and did it well, I didn't need a party, because they had taught me that doing something right, the first time, is a reward all its own and that someone else's approval pales in comparison to one's own sense of accomplishment! My parents let me fall, hard and often. I learned that sometimes life sucks...but you keep at it. That you don't throw anyone out of the boat. No one is more important than another~ no matter what color, social class, education. You are who you decide to be and if "the world" doesn't like you~its probably a good thing.
I'd get good and mad at my Mom, threaten to run away, I tried calling her "Nancy" or "mud" for a few days because I thought I was cool. This was one thing she did not let me get away with. Her name was Mom. She taught us the golden rules, and insisted we live by them even when our friends didn't. She yelled on occasion, wasn't afraid to pinch a nerve or wash our mouths out with soap, but her favorite (and most effective) form of discipline was consequence. She didn't bubble wrap us. We had the freedom of choice and when we made a bad one, she let us learn the hard way. I consider this one of my greatest blessings.
To my sisters~y'all may not all be mom's (yet) but you've done your fair share of Mothering me. One thing Mom taught us all was how to take care of our own. And I am just now beginning to grasp the importance of this.
To my friends~who have been in the trenches with me, not afraid to share their stories to help me through my darkest hours. Not just in respect to being Moms, but wives as well. There is so much more to this job than a man could ever truly understand.
To the Mom's who have shared their babies with me~ you have given me one of the greatest gifts, allowing me to be part of your children's lives and hearts. Thank you for letting me love on your kiddos!
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