This one is an oldie but a goodie…A ride on Sandy! |
Caitlyn on her first day in her new class |
The skirt mama made |
Patrice in her first cart ride! |
This one is an oldie but a goodie…A ride on Sandy! |
Caitlyn on her first day in her new class |
The skirt mama made |
Patrice in her first cart ride! |
Posted in photos
Happy Birthday Sweet Girl. I never got to meet you and hold you this side of Heaven. But know, I, along, with your mommy and daddy, love you and wish you were here. You are loved sweet girl. I count it a privilege and honor to know your parents and love you along with them.
Please love on those in your life who have loved and lost a child, through miscarriage, stillbirth, illness or tragedy.
Posted in hope
Tonight we went for a walk as a family. At the beginning, I didn’t really want to go. I was enjoying a conversation on twitter and didn’t want to engage in “real life”. But it is a beautiful fall day here and soon…well, it won’t be. So off we went.
Sue started off holding my hand. I love the feel of her hand in mine. Those wonderful fingers, holding on, feeling warm in mine.
After a while, she went up to daddy and Patrice, and Caitlyn settled in next to me.
Caitlyn told me about school, and what bullies are. We talked about what to do about bullies. It was a long conversation trying to help her understand what to do or say if someone is bullying her. Then she told me about the boy who got sent home from school for making noises with “this part of his arm” (also known as the armpit). I don’t know if he actually got sent home for that, but she insisted he did. We talked about the treasure box she made with daddy and how she was going to put her blankie in there. And we talked about her being grouchy with all of us at home because she is tired from school…and what we could maybe do about that…
I almost wished this moment away. What a loss it would have been. To my daughters and to me. I cannot always be with them. And sometimes I choose poorly when I am with them, but thankfully, the Lord gets ahold of me and reminds me to be with them, to hear them, to know them, to love them.
For this I am thankful.
168. Precious times with my family
169. Wonderful hugs when seeing a friend at church
170. Waking up from a bad experience and realizing it was just a dream
171. Candor of little tongues
172. Hearing little voices say their Bible memory verses
173. Smell of fall
174. People challenging me to better myself
Come share what you are thankful for at A Holy Experience. Or just come read what Ann has written. It will make your heat and soul swell with joy and pain.
Posted in blog hops, multitude mondays
Hubby and I have been going to Yates Cider Mill since we were dating. It is not really big, it is just the right size and it has a wonderful river you can sit by and walk along.
We enjoy taking the girls there each year (seems like there are more of them every time we go!).
Just had to share this one again! |
*Please go over and see how you can pray for Ali and her family.
Posted in fall, memories, Michigan Adventures
1. We are transitioning to new childcare, which has been wonderful. Sue and Patrice love the new person we have. I love being able to get Caitlyn out the door and me to work. Much less stress.
2. It requires us to clean the house daily, but we are keeping up with it. And it is nice having a clean house.
3. Someone has slept really well the last two nights. I am not talking about who. I have slept decent. I am really hoping for better sleep this weekend.
4. I figured out what was wrong with our dishwasher. I am feeling very proud of myself.
5. One of my bosses at work paid me a big compliment. That will get people far with me. I will bust my butt for someone who says thank you or pays me a compliment.
6. Drop off at school has been good this week. Monday was Caitlyn’s first day in a new classroom, so they invited the parents to come in. I did. She cried. Twice. The rest of the week has been “dump and run.” She waves as she runs to the door. Wonderful!
7. I heard, through twitter, that Hyland Teething Tablets are back on the market. A friend found some and is mailing them to me. Now I can quit hoarding my recalled ones and give Patrice the tablets to help with teeth.
8. The relief they give kids was worth ignoring the recall. I figured two kids had been fine on them, and they weren’t recalled for anything in them, it was because they weren’t uniform in how much was in each tablet, so I still used the ones left over from Sue. And felt kind of sneaky about it, like I was breaking the rules. Yeah, I’m a rebel.
9. We went to the cider mill yesterday. Glorious. The donuts, the cider, the walk along the river on the tree lined path. I’m very glad we went.
10. And this picture just seems appropriate for linking with Life with Baby Donut.
Posted in blog hops, Life Lessons, random thoughts
Time is in short supply. I have three little girls. That makes the main hobby in this house being mommy. (and my blog). Beyond that, I just don’t have time for too much. My hubby is good to send me out running. Really good, but even that only happens sometimes. I am actually looking for another race to make sure I keep that a priority.
But lately, I have been thinking about other projects I want to do. One of the main things I miss is sewing. I want to make skirts for my girls. Pretty basic skirts. Caitlyn has one she just loves. I had ones like it growing up that I loved. I totally get it. But hers is worn and has started to tear, so I really want to make her another one. It is a very flowy skirt, full and long. Like a broom style, but not scrunched up. It reminds me of a peasant or a gypsy.
I have been searching and searching on-line, but just can’t find what I am looking for. I have some skirt patterns and have measured her waist, but I can’t decide how much I should double it for the fullness I want. 3 times, 4 times.
My plea for opinions went out on twitter and facebook. One friend sent me a “pinned” project from pinterest. I looked and it was so close. So I dove in, I asked for an invite to this group. A twitter friend sent one my way. So I searched. And came up with nothing. I am so confused, I have no idea what I am doing. I’m tempted to keep trying, but at the same time, I know I am very tired, I’ve been awake since 3 am and it is now 8 pm; I am going to put it aside for today and keep looking tomorrow.
But trust me, if you are on pinterest or just have a great pattern, I will take all suggestions. I would love to make this skirt this weekend…
Posted in special projects
I’ve been seeing this blog hop, or meme, pop up around twitter. So I thought I would try it…
I had this baby, yup, I did, 13 1/2 months ago and she is crazy amounts of wonderful.
yes, she’s sitting in the dog bowl, holding the bowl that belongs in that spot |
Adding her to our family was awesome. The ensuing postpartum depression and anxiety has been, well, a little less awesome, but a learning experience. And recently I have been learning about triggers. They are, loosely defined, things that can cause a step backward in the depression recovery journey. And those darn things seem to be everywhere.
I am doing much better, but there are things that keep popping up. Things I can’t think about much, or at all, without a tailspin. It is exhausting keeping the mind away from those issues. I’m going to risk a rough time by laying them out here. I am hoping by naming them, they will lose some power.
I can not think much about Patrice’s birth. It was amazing and wonderful, but I have a lot of feelings of failure associated with using pain meds during her birth. I love talking about her birth, but at the same time, it is such a quagmire of emotions, I have pushed it further and further away.
I have a hard time with the news. Listening to conversations or news reports about the economy are huge button pushers. I know things are bad. I know where I live. It has just become part of our psyche. But I do my darndest to not talk about it or listen to conversations about it.
A new one, the season of fall. This time last year things were going crazy out of control for me. Bad. October 1 will be one year since I started medication to try and control the depression and anxiety. And it is fall here. And a wonderful time of the year, but right now, I am being careful about where I let the sights, sounds and smells take me mentally.
Mentally, I can not revisit my time in the hospital for the postpartum issues. That 24 hours was bad. The anger and sadness I end up with when I think about it…not good for me. Not good at all. I had bad care with poorly informed doctors who did nothing to help me.
I have to stay the heck away from news stories about mom’s who hurt their babies due to postpartum issues. Wow. That one is so bad. There are not words.
Thank you for letting me pour out my heart about the things that can cause a rough postpartum day. Thankfully, I am learning to identify these issues, steer away from them and reach out for help when they get to be too much. One day at a time, I am getting better. Much better.
Check out what others are pouring their hearts out about.
Posted in blog hops, depression, Postpartum Depression
Posted in blog hops, weight loss
Posted in blog hops, multitude mondays
As I mentioned, our oldest, Caitlyn started kindergarten this year. That has brought lots of new things. This weekend it brought…homework.
The teacher provided brown and green construction paper for us to make a family tree. Daddy commented, when he saw the information for the project, Caitlyn, you have a big family, your tree will be very full. Our girls have lots of aunts and uncles and cousins. Lots.
But we had limited room. The base of the tree was tracing her arm from elbow, up and around her open fingers to make the limbs. We did that, then I sent her out to get a leaf we could use to trace to make ours.
I think the ones we made look like oversized sperm, but the jury was split on this.
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I had Caitlyn help me with tracing and cutting. She did not do all of it, but she did at least half. I wrote the family names on the leaves. (I only went to the aunt and uncle level) She did all the gluing, and loved it. And we talked about who was on each leaf, as she will have to present about it at school this week.
The whole time I stressed. Was I having her do enough? Too much? Should we make it fancier?
And I sent this tweet part way through:
“I am headed down a slippery slope. I’m looking at daughter’s homework and realizing it is not going to be as good as the work other ppl do.”
I was, sadly, not clear in what I was trying to communicate. My doubts and struggles are not with her work. I know she definitely at, if not above, her grade level in her arts and crafts skills. My concern was with me. Was I having her do enought, too much? Would other parents do more of the work so she would feel like hers was not as good?
Honestly, I still don’t know. Hubby had some questions about it today when he saw it. He’s concerned she might not be able to talk about it. This could completely stress me out. I want to help Caitlyn get off on the right foot. I want to do this parent-of-a-school-age child gig, perfectly, but I don’t know what that is, so we will all have to learn together. And in the learning, we will Just Be Enough.
I am linking this post with Just Be Enough.
Posted in blog hops, Caitlyn, Just Be Enough, school