Mama hollers "Supper time, And don't make me tell you twice Wash your hands and wipe your face.The table's no place for your toys, And try to use your inside voice, Don't dig in 'til we say Grace."So we put down our forks and bowed our heads And then she prayed the strangest prayer ever said:
"I wanna thank You Lord, For noisy children and slamming doors, And clothes scattered all over the floor, My husband workin' all the time, Draggin' in dead tired at night, My never ending messy kitchen And dirty dishes."
We all got real still and quiet, And daddy asked "Honey, you alright?"She said, "Dear, ain't nothing wrong, Noisy kids are happy kids, And slamming doors just means we live, In a warm and loving home,Your long hours and those dishes in the sink, Means a job and enough to eat.
So I'm gonna thank You Lord, For noisy children and slamming doors, And clothes scattered all over the floor, My husband workin' all the time, Draggin' in dead tired at night, My never ending messy kitchen
For my little busy bees Beggin' mama, mama can you please?Always wantin' me to call their name Loads of laundry pilin' up, crayons crushed into the rug. In those little sticky kisses And dirty dishes, And dirty dishes...
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
I am Thankful for. . .
Instead of posting what I am Thankful for everyday on facebook like a lot of other people do in the month of November I am just going to write one big blog and get it all out. I have never been one to follow the crowd and do what every one else is doing but I do have a lot to be Thankful for.
I am thankful for my parents for giving me life if it weren't for them I would not have anything to be thankful for. God who cured me of cancer when I was a child which allowed me to have such a wonderful life.
I am also thankful that God also cured my wonderful husband of cancer too. Donna Brown who had a dream to create a camp for kids with childhood cancer. If she would not have built Camp Hope into what it is today I would not have my wonderful husband in my life. If I wasn't a typical woman and nag and try to control things we would never argue. She supports everything I want to do never. Even 2 years ago when I told him I wanted to go to the CMA award show in Nashville, TN he planned to whole thing with out a second thought. This was huge for me. It has been the highlight of my life to get go watch the show live. And we are planning go again in a year or two. He is the most patient man I know. He handles "girl" drama very well which is a great thing because there will soon be 4 girls in this house.
Thankful that my in-laws drop anything to help with our kids in a time of need. I have call on them twice in the past few months because we have had to rush off the the E.R. Once because of me and once because of Dillon. And not just my Mother and Father in-law but even all of the Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins in-law have welcomed me into their family with open harms and smiles.
My 2 beautiful and soon to be 3 beautiful daughters and my ornery son. They all make me laugh, cry, and worry like crazy about them, but I am thankful for that. They are all very respectful and kind to others.
I am thankful that this pregnancy is going so well I just pray I can keep this sweet little baby girl in to at least 37 weeks and for that I will be so thankful for.
My friends and church family.
And most of all I am thankful for God because I would not have a wonderful life if it wasn't for all his answered and unanswered prayers. I am thankful for him most of all.
Have a Happy and Safe Thanksgiving everyone and enjoy your family and hug them tight and enjoy making new memories and reliving old ones.
I am thankful for my parents for giving me life if it weren't for them I would not have anything to be thankful for. God who cured me of cancer when I was a child which allowed me to have such a wonderful life.
I am also thankful that God also cured my wonderful husband of cancer too. Donna Brown who had a dream to create a camp for kids with childhood cancer. If she would not have built Camp Hope into what it is today I would not have my wonderful husband in my life. If I wasn't a typical woman and nag and try to control things we would never argue. She supports everything I want to do never. Even 2 years ago when I told him I wanted to go to the CMA award show in Nashville, TN he planned to whole thing with out a second thought. This was huge for me. It has been the highlight of my life to get go watch the show live. And we are planning go again in a year or two. He is the most patient man I know. He handles "girl" drama very well which is a great thing because there will soon be 4 girls in this house.
Thankful that my in-laws drop anything to help with our kids in a time of need. I have call on them twice in the past few months because we have had to rush off the the E.R. Once because of me and once because of Dillon. And not just my Mother and Father in-law but even all of the Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins in-law have welcomed me into their family with open harms and smiles.
My 2 beautiful and soon to be 3 beautiful daughters and my ornery son. They all make me laugh, cry, and worry like crazy about them, but I am thankful for that. They are all very respectful and kind to others.
I am thankful that this pregnancy is going so well I just pray I can keep this sweet little baby girl in to at least 37 weeks and for that I will be so thankful for.
My friends and church family.
And most of all I am thankful for God because I would not have a wonderful life if it wasn't for all his answered and unanswered prayers. I am thankful for him most of all.
Have a Happy and Safe Thanksgiving everyone and enjoy your family and hug them tight and enjoy making new memories and reliving old ones.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Hate the waiting game
Jessica has be struggling with comprhension already this year in school. We first thought it was because of her Hoshimoto Disease and her brain need to play catch up. Then a couple of months ago her endrocronolgist wanted her test for Tuner Syndrome which was negative. Now her peditcian wants to have her tested for Central Auditory Processing Disorder. (CAPD) This is when the ear and the brain do not coordinate with one another and she my hear things differently then what is being said. Sometimes I feel like someone just wants to diagnose her with some syndorme or disorder and other times I can see that she dose not process things the same as the kids her age or even her younger brother and sister. This is is common in premature babies and is not diagnosiable until age 7-8. I hate when a doctor tells me any of my kids could possibly have something wrong with them. The waiting for the tests and then the results just get me all worked up and worried. I start looking online and I'm an emotional mess until I have answers. I will have to continue when I have more answers. And until then lots of prayers.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
The First Day of School
My little Hannah started Kindergarten today. I can't believe she is going to be gone all day long everyday. :( This is hard for me because she and I could hang out and she would go with the flow of whatever we were doing that day. Jessica on the other hand was so ready for Kindergarten that it was not as hard to let her go. Hannah had a half day for the first day but starting tomorrow she will go all day. I asked her what she learned she told me "I don't want to tell you." Then she finally said that she was going to have homework and frowned I said "do you want homework" she said "no." I was helping her fill out her lunch calender ask her if she wanted to have hot lunch or cold lunch (sack lunch from home). She said she wanted cold the first day. I talked her into having hot lunch everyday this month since she really didn't know the difference. She said to me "what if it's too hot." She cracks me up. So all in all her first day was good.
Jessica started 3rd grade today. I can't believe she is in 3rd grade already either. Her teacher is new to Resurrection this year. She is very strict and runs a tight ship. Which I think Jessica and I are both going to have to get use to. I get having she needs to have control in the classroom Mike and I are not real strict on our kids. I would say we are a happy medium. We discipline them when they need it but we also let them go crazy fun sometimes too. They respect and obey others very well. We just don't run our house like Fort Knox. I had to pick Jessica up for a doctors appointment early today and while we were at the appointment I was asking her how she liked her new teacher and she got this funny look on her face and hesitated and said "she is nice." I could tell she didn't want to be rude or disrespectful and tell me the truth. I think that is a great that we have taught her to think of others feelings. Mike and I have taught our kids respect and also treat them as little humans. I don't like when kids call me Mrs. Brown because that makes me feel like I am better and above them. I have had to just go with it though because all the kids at the school are expected to call all the adults by their last name. I was raised calling my mom and dad's friend by their first name it didn't mean I didn't respect them. Jessica told that they lost 5 min of recess their first day of school because some kids where talking. So this being so strict is either going to take some getting use to or I am going to be one happy mama come May 24th. I am not at all worried about Jessica's classroom behavior I know we are helping mold her into a thoughtful young lady.
I mentioned that Jessica had a doctors appointment. I will update you a little on her. This appointment was with her thyroid doctor. She grew and inch and gained a pound in 3 months yay! He is concerned that she my have something called Turner's syndrome. I am not sure what that is exactly so I will keep everyone updated on that if she does have it. I do know it is treated with growth hormone shots. We will have tested in October. We had to go up in dose for her thyroid back in May but other then that she is doing great!
Jessica started 3rd grade today. I can't believe she is in 3rd grade already either. Her teacher is new to Resurrection this year. She is very strict and runs a tight ship. Which I think Jessica and I are both going to have to get use to. I get having she needs to have control in the classroom Mike and I are not real strict on our kids. I would say we are a happy medium. We discipline them when they need it but we also let them go crazy fun sometimes too. They respect and obey others very well. We just don't run our house like Fort Knox. I had to pick Jessica up for a doctors appointment early today and while we were at the appointment I was asking her how she liked her new teacher and she got this funny look on her face and hesitated and said "she is nice." I could tell she didn't want to be rude or disrespectful and tell me the truth. I think that is a great that we have taught her to think of others feelings. Mike and I have taught our kids respect and also treat them as little humans. I don't like when kids call me Mrs. Brown because that makes me feel like I am better and above them. I have had to just go with it though because all the kids at the school are expected to call all the adults by their last name. I was raised calling my mom and dad's friend by their first name it didn't mean I didn't respect them. Jessica told that they lost 5 min of recess their first day of school because some kids where talking. So this being so strict is either going to take some getting use to or I am going to be one happy mama come May 24th. I am not at all worried about Jessica's classroom behavior I know we are helping mold her into a thoughtful young lady.
I mentioned that Jessica had a doctors appointment. I will update you a little on her. This appointment was with her thyroid doctor. She grew and inch and gained a pound in 3 months yay! He is concerned that she my have something called Turner's syndrome. I am not sure what that is exactly so I will keep everyone updated on that if she does have it. I do know it is treated with growth hormone shots. We will have tested in October. We had to go up in dose for her thyroid back in May but other then that she is doing great!
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
One Crazy Night that Makes me laugh now.
This entry is a short one but it is too long for a status update. Last night Jessica was at a sleepover and when this happens Hannah thinks she needs to sleep in mom and dad's room on the floor. The storm rolled in and woke Dillon up he came and crawled into bed and when I finally couldn't take him rolling and wiggling anymore I made Mike go get his pillow and blanket and put him on the floor next to Hannah. OK almost back to sleep when Dillon tells me he has to pee. I get up to help him pee. We are settled back into bed almost asleep again then the dog is trying to lay on my head because she has storm anxiety. Dillon up again to pee. Settled again and the dog is on my head again. I try to put her in create get back to bed. Almost asleep again wake up to Dillon screaming in fear. THE DOG! Trying to lay on his head this time. Mike jumps out of bed quicker then I have ever seen him jump since I told him my water broke when Jessica was born. I told him to put the dog in the closet and shut door. (Mattie would be so pleased the dog got locked in the closet.) By this time it is 5am now Mike is awake and playing Scrabble on his phone in bed. Finally we are all back to sleep. Dillon has to pee again! This time I wake Mike up and have him take Dillon to the bathroom. Back to sleep for another couple of hours. I think it is a good day for a nap!!
Monday, August 8, 2011
Needs a Ray of Hope and Prayers
Well some of you may already know that I am expecting our 4th baby. In fact very few of you know because I have been very quite about it because of my history of miscarriage and not letting myself get attached yet. I finally felt attached to this little peanut last Tuesday when I got to see him/her bouncing around in a sonogram. It amazes me how much at only 11 weeks it looks like a little baby already. Well I am 12 weeks, very attached and things look good with the baby but not so good with me carrying to term. Baby's heart rate was 153 and very active. I went to a new specialist in town and when talking about my preterm labor and history he said he is happy to see women like me get to 32 weeks. And apparently it gets riskier with each surgery I have to have to keep this little one from coming too soon. I am having "mommy guilt" right now because this was a planned pregnancy and if I don't carry to at least 32 weeks where the baby is viable I will feel like I was being selfish in wanting another kiddo knowing that my body just doesn't work very well for this. My wish to carry a baby to term and leave the hospital a couple of days with the baby in my arms seems to be just a dream. I am very blessed that even though they come early they are very healthy and happy kids. Which means this is our last little one.
I would appreciate prayers light a candle or do whatever it is you do when someone is needing divine intervention. I know that Gods will, will be done with or without prayers but it never hurts to pray a little. I was hoping to carry this little one to term but now I want to make it to 32 weeks at least. I am scheduled for surgery Thursday morning. It is an outpatient surgery and a day of rest and relaxation but after that I can resume normal light activity.
I would appreciate prayers light a candle or do whatever it is you do when someone is needing divine intervention. I know that Gods will, will be done with or without prayers but it never hurts to pray a little. I was hoping to carry this little one to term but now I want to make it to 32 weeks at least. I am scheduled for surgery Thursday morning. It is an outpatient surgery and a day of rest and relaxation but after that I can resume normal light activity.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Where is the Pause button
Well it has been awhile. Dillon's 3rd birthday has came and gone. Not sure where the last 3 years have gone. It seems like yesterday he gave us the biggest surprise and we thought he was going to be born at the zoo. We were at the zoo for a work event for Mike and we were eating when I felt a sharp pain. I got up to go to the bathroom to check and see if my water had broke. Let's just say I didn't make it to the bathroom. Mike went to get an employee with a golf cart to drive us to the car. Jessica didn't understand why we couldn't go watch the Penguins get fed this was the next thing on our list of things to do. Now he is an ornery little boy. And Mike and I argue over who he gets it from. I say it comes from Mike's DNA and he says it comes form the Turner DNA because Dillon has blond hair and and all the boys in my family have blond hair. "So he has to get it from you" Mike says. None the less there is orneriness on both sides but I think it is a direct link to Mike because he is ornerier then I am. Dillon is full of energy and has to be making us laugh constantly. He can also be one on the sweetest little boys. He love to give hugs and kiss and help out with what he can.
He will hopefully start pre-school in August. He is being a little lazy on potty training. I wished there was a pause button in life because if I blink he will be in high school but if I continue to blink he is going to be all grown up and have a family of his own. Well I guess that wouldn't he so bad I would get to spoil my gandbabies and then give them back to him. HEE HEE HEE.
He will hopefully start pre-school in August. He is being a little lazy on potty training. I wished there was a pause button in life because if I blink he will be in high school but if I continue to blink he is going to be all grown up and have a family of his own. Well I guess that wouldn't he so bad I would get to spoil my gandbabies and then give them back to him. HEE HEE HEE.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saving My Family
I never thought I would be one to jump on the Organic natural food and cleaning soap box. The more I read about and here things on the news about chemical's that are pumped into our foods I am convinced that this it not a healthy thing for me and my family to eat. I was starting to go mostly organic until I saw a story on the news about how Watermelons in China were bursting open. This was do to a growth accelerator chemical that is illegal in Chain and is used in Kiwi and one other fruit I can't remember here in the U.S. Now I am going all organic. The reason I said "mostly" was because it is thought that fruits and veggies that have thick skins don't have to be organic because we don't eat that part. They are still being pumped full of nasty chemicals.
Organic is very expensive. I am convinced that me being over weight is not entirely my fault. Yes I do eat fast food here and there, but when I try to buy foods at the store with less fat, calories, or sugar it is 2-4 times the cost. We eat Kraft singles. I can buy bulk package for $9.99 and they gives me 4 packages. I bought Kraft Singles made with 2% the other day and it was $4.29 per package. I may not be able to do this all of the time but I am going to try to buy organic most of the time. I am searching for coupons like crazy!
We obviously can't eat it all of the time. I am not going to make my kids feel like they are different by making them pack their lunch everyday for school if they want to eat school lunch. And if we are someone Else's house we will not make a big deal out of it either. I have tried to grow my own strawberries and my onions are sprouting, I have a few sprigs of Cilantro. Next year I am going to do more. I will jut try and do what I can to save my family from nasty chemicals. And pray that God will help me through this journey and that one day when my kids have to buy there own food that organics will be cheaper.
Organic is very expensive. I am convinced that me being over weight is not entirely my fault. Yes I do eat fast food here and there, but when I try to buy foods at the store with less fat, calories, or sugar it is 2-4 times the cost. We eat Kraft singles. I can buy bulk package for $9.99 and they gives me 4 packages. I bought Kraft Singles made with 2% the other day and it was $4.29 per package. I may not be able to do this all of the time but I am going to try to buy organic most of the time. I am searching for coupons like crazy!
We obviously can't eat it all of the time. I am not going to make my kids feel like they are different by making them pack their lunch everyday for school if they want to eat school lunch. And if we are someone Else's house we will not make a big deal out of it either. I have tried to grow my own strawberries and my onions are sprouting, I have a few sprigs of Cilantro. Next year I am going to do more. I will jut try and do what I can to save my family from nasty chemicals. And pray that God will help me through this journey and that one day when my kids have to buy there own food that organics will be cheaper.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
A Mother is. . . .
Happy Mother's Day! God has blessed me with 3 beautiful kids.
My mother's day started last night with dinner. We were going to eat at Outback and after waiting 50 minutes and some drama I won't go into we decided to go to Jason's Deli. I told Mike to go ahead and take the kids in and order I was going to call and make a complaint on the hostess at Outback. When I was done and went into Jason's he had order and made me a salad. (It was exactly what I wanted. He knows me so well.) Jessica informed me that the salad was for all of us to share and yes all of them shared MY salad. It didn't upset me it made me laugh because that is what a mom does. She shares her food with her children. I did want a soup to go with my salad so I ordered some Broccoli and Cheese soup and guess who wanted to try some? Yep you guessed it all of my precious kiddos. I just chuckled to myself. It made me feel so much love that I was sharing my food with my kids and wasn't a bit upset.
Mother's Day
Hannah woke me up and said "mom we made you breakfast." I opened my eyes to see Jessica holding the breakfast tray with a bowl of soggy Rice Crispy cereal. I choked down the soggy cereal and the whole time I felt so special. They came back with a glass of milk too. When I was finished I took the breakfast tray to the kitchen and they were laughing and hiding paper. I pretended that I didn't know what they were doing. They made me a couple of cards.
Next we went to Krispy Kreme for brunch then to Target where Dillon got sick and threw up all over the shopping cart and floor. We came home and I started making food for our BBQ we were having in the afternoon. The girls played with the neighbors on the slip and slide. It brought me joy to watch the kids playing and having a great time. So I guess you could say I really didn't get the day off and I didn't get waited on hand and foot but you know what I am a mom and my job is to take care of my family and that is just what I did today and LOVED IT. It was a great mother's day.
My mother's day started last night with dinner. We were going to eat at Outback and after waiting 50 minutes and some drama I won't go into we decided to go to Jason's Deli. I told Mike to go ahead and take the kids in and order I was going to call and make a complaint on the hostess at Outback. When I was done and went into Jason's he had order and made me a salad. (It was exactly what I wanted. He knows me so well.) Jessica informed me that the salad was for all of us to share and yes all of them shared MY salad. It didn't upset me it made me laugh because that is what a mom does. She shares her food with her children. I did want a soup to go with my salad so I ordered some Broccoli and Cheese soup and guess who wanted to try some? Yep you guessed it all of my precious kiddos. I just chuckled to myself. It made me feel so much love that I was sharing my food with my kids and wasn't a bit upset.
Mother's Day
Hannah woke me up and said "mom we made you breakfast." I opened my eyes to see Jessica holding the breakfast tray with a bowl of soggy Rice Crispy cereal. I choked down the soggy cereal and the whole time I felt so special. They came back with a glass of milk too. When I was finished I took the breakfast tray to the kitchen and they were laughing and hiding paper. I pretended that I didn't know what they were doing. They made me a couple of cards.
Next we went to Krispy Kreme for brunch then to Target where Dillon got sick and threw up all over the shopping cart and floor. We came home and I started making food for our BBQ we were having in the afternoon. The girls played with the neighbors on the slip and slide. It brought me joy to watch the kids playing and having a great time. So I guess you could say I really didn't get the day off and I didn't get waited on hand and foot but you know what I am a mom and my job is to take care of my family and that is just what I did today and LOVED IT. It was a great mother's day.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Parents aren't really super heros
OK, OK, it has been a very long time since I wrote on my blog. It's not that I don't have any thing on my mind it is just that I am trying to catch up on my life.
I got a call from my mom 2 mornings ago. I immediately knew something was wrong because she never calls me at 8:00am. She told me my dad was in the hospital because he fell and and a slight concussion and his blood pressure was real high. He had a mild stroke about a month ago. My mom is not in good health either. I knew I would have to help take care of my parents someday but I feel like I am still too young for this and so are they. Oh dad is good. He got out of the hospital the next day and sound great when I talk to him.
Then today I got a call from Mike's dad telling me that he was going out of town and that Mike's mom was very sick to keep an eye on her. I called her and it turns out she has a nasty virus but is getting better. She sounded great too.
I think when we are little we think that our parents will always be there for us and we think that they can fix anything. I don't think I can ever prepare myself for the day they will not be here.
I got a call from my mom 2 mornings ago. I immediately knew something was wrong because she never calls me at 8:00am. She told me my dad was in the hospital because he fell and and a slight concussion and his blood pressure was real high. He had a mild stroke about a month ago. My mom is not in good health either. I knew I would have to help take care of my parents someday but I feel like I am still too young for this and so are they. Oh dad is good. He got out of the hospital the next day and sound great when I talk to him.
Then today I got a call from Mike's dad telling me that he was going out of town and that Mike's mom was very sick to keep an eye on her. I called her and it turns out she has a nasty virus but is getting better. She sounded great too.
I think when we are little we think that our parents will always be there for us and we think that they can fix anything. I don't think I can ever prepare myself for the day they will not be here.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Pack Rat
Saturday evening I was in our storage room and looking for some of my artsy fartties stuff and couldn't find what is was looking for because it was not very well organized. There is a cabinet that we used to keep in our old house that we put towels, extra soap, toothbrushes, toothpaste, etc. I put all of the stuff in our linen closet and decided to organize my artsy fartties stuff and store it it in the cabinet where I would be able to find the thinks I wanted and not go buy new just to come across what I already had a month later when I wasn't even looking for it. I emptied 2 storage containers and threw away a lot of things. This inspired me to start going through other boxes in the storage room.
Sunday the gospel reading was Matthew 6: 24-34. "No one can serve two masters. He will either hate on and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon."
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat (or drink), or about your body, what you will wear, Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look ate the birds in the sky; they do not sow or reap, they gather noting into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you more important than they? Can any of you by worrying add a single moment to your life-span? Why are you anxious about clothes? Learn from the way the wild flowers grow. They do not work or spin. If God so clothed the grass of the fields which grows today and is thrown in the oven tomorrow, will he not much more provide for you, O you of little faith? So do not worry and say "What are we to eat?" or "What are we to wear? All these things the pagans seek. You heavenly seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given you besides. Do not worry about tomorrow; today is its own evil.
Knowing I do not worry about things like where I am going to get my food or clothes. I don't even worry about what the government is doing in Washington or if my kids are going to the top notch school. (Because the most important thing I want my kids to learn is love and kindness) I do worry about throwing something away that means something to me or someone else. Which is weird to me because my saved some stuff of mine and gave it to me years later and I didn't care if I kept it or not. I was prepared to throw a lot of things away which I did but there was something I came across that I didn't ever remember I kept. Some old English projects from High School. My favorite one was I had to make a journal of what my life would be like in 15 years (age 32). Put it this way Mike has 7 months to become a rancher on our ranch with horse in California, and choose which daughter he wants to get rid of so the our son and daughter can go swimming in our pool in the back yard. I couldn't throw that one away yet. I also found all of the letters that Mike wrote me throughout the years before and after we started dating and I can't throw those away. So I guess I am always going to have some pack rat in me but I am trying to get better. The next big step would be to get rid of the kids clothes that they have out grown.
Just a side not that I would like to point out. When we moved to our new house I had the feeling Mike was thinking way before that I couldn't get rid of anything. Well I tell you he is as big of a pack rat as I am. I love pins but when I organized all of them in our new house all of our pins had company his company logo on them. I sent them back to work with him. And he kept old water bills from when he was in college. Who the heck needs those after 12 years? The drivers licence was my favorite. I found it in a box along with one of mine. I cut my up and throw it away and asked him if he wanted me to cut his up and throw it away too. to quote him "heck n. . . . . oh yeah" and he did throw it away. We finally admitted that we both were pack rats and need to work on it. I know keeping things or throwing them away will not matter once I am in heaven but I am on earth now and have to do what keeps me happy while I am here. My kids will have to decided what to do with my stuff when I am gone.
Side note number 2. This goes along with my post about judging people. I decided to keep reading Matthew 7: 1-5. I wished I would have come across this for that post. You can look this one up on your own.
Sunday the gospel reading was Matthew 6: 24-34. "No one can serve two masters. He will either hate on and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon."
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat (or drink), or about your body, what you will wear, Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look ate the birds in the sky; they do not sow or reap, they gather noting into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you more important than they? Can any of you by worrying add a single moment to your life-span? Why are you anxious about clothes? Learn from the way the wild flowers grow. They do not work or spin. If God so clothed the grass of the fields which grows today and is thrown in the oven tomorrow, will he not much more provide for you, O you of little faith? So do not worry and say "What are we to eat?" or "What are we to wear? All these things the pagans seek. You heavenly seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given you besides. Do not worry about tomorrow; today is its own evil.
Knowing I do not worry about things like where I am going to get my food or clothes. I don't even worry about what the government is doing in Washington or if my kids are going to the top notch school. (Because the most important thing I want my kids to learn is love and kindness) I do worry about throwing something away that means something to me or someone else. Which is weird to me because my saved some stuff of mine and gave it to me years later and I didn't care if I kept it or not. I was prepared to throw a lot of things away which I did but there was something I came across that I didn't ever remember I kept. Some old English projects from High School. My favorite one was I had to make a journal of what my life would be like in 15 years (age 32). Put it this way Mike has 7 months to become a rancher on our ranch with horse in California, and choose which daughter he wants to get rid of so the our son and daughter can go swimming in our pool in the back yard. I couldn't throw that one away yet. I also found all of the letters that Mike wrote me throughout the years before and after we started dating and I can't throw those away. So I guess I am always going to have some pack rat in me but I am trying to get better. The next big step would be to get rid of the kids clothes that they have out grown.
Just a side not that I would like to point out. When we moved to our new house I had the feeling Mike was thinking way before that I couldn't get rid of anything. Well I tell you he is as big of a pack rat as I am. I love pins but when I organized all of them in our new house all of our pins had company his company logo on them. I sent them back to work with him. And he kept old water bills from when he was in college. Who the heck needs those after 12 years? The drivers licence was my favorite. I found it in a box along with one of mine. I cut my up and throw it away and asked him if he wanted me to cut his up and throw it away too. to quote him "heck n. . . . . oh yeah" and he did throw it away. We finally admitted that we both were pack rats and need to work on it. I know keeping things or throwing them away will not matter once I am in heaven but I am on earth now and have to do what keeps me happy while I am here. My kids will have to decided what to do with my stuff when I am gone.
Side note number 2. This goes along with my post about judging people. I decided to keep reading Matthew 7: 1-5. I wished I would have come across this for that post. You can look this one up on your own.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Teaching life lessons and Learning life lessons
No one said being a parent was easy. We have had a hard time getting Jessica to clean up after herself. Hannah I have no problems with. Jessica brought a book order home this week so I told her that she need to do choirs with out a fight the rest of the week so she could get a book. I have started reading Fly lady this week. (Thanks to my friend Melissa) So today I decide to teach the kids about the 5 minute room rescue. Hannah did a great job but Jessica well not so much. When their 5 minutes were up I told Hannah she did a great job then told Jessica she didn't do a very good job that she was just playing when she was supposed to be cleaning up and that she couldn't get a book. That broke her world apart. She threw all her pillows and blakets off her bed then stripped the sheets off. She finally got her matteress off the top buck of her bed. Jessica was struggling to get her matteress off the bed and her sweet 2 year old brother kept saying "I will help you Jess". I told him she was being a brat and didn't need any help with that. She moved her matteress to a corner on the floor and put the sheets back on and thought she was going to sleep there.
Mike had a talk with her and explainded that when he or I can't do something or if we don't have time to do something then we have to pay someone to do it for us. Mike made her pay him a dollar to put her matteress back on her bed. She was not happy about that and she still doesn't get a book. It broke Mike and I's heart as much as it did hers. Parenting is not easy but the goodtimes out weigh the bad ones.
Mike had a talk with her and explainded that when he or I can't do something or if we don't have time to do something then we have to pay someone to do it for us. Mike made her pay him a dollar to put her matteress back on her bed. She was not happy about that and she still doesn't get a book. It broke Mike and I's heart as much as it did hers. Parenting is not easy but the goodtimes out weigh the bad ones.
Friday, February 18, 2011
The start of something amazing!
December 6, 1997 my mom drove me to Wichita and dropped me off at Mike's house because he invited me to go to watch his brother in a wrestling tournament in Hays. We finished watching the Nebraska football game and them went to old Chicago to eat dinner and then we watch "I know what you did last summer." Then stayed up most of the night talking. You know your in love he your date falls asleep on your lap and your left watching a boring wrestling tournament where you don't know anyone wresting.
It was icy that night and it took us forever to get back to Medicine Lodge. I begged him to stay and not drive back to Wichita because I was worried it was to icy but the loyal committed man that he is told me he had to work the next day. He did make it home safe and 2 years later we were married. We have been married 10 1/2 years now and have an amazing life together.
It was icy that night and it took us forever to get back to Medicine Lodge. I begged him to stay and not drive back to Wichita because I was worried it was to icy but the loyal committed man that he is told me he had to work the next day. He did make it home safe and 2 years later we were married. We have been married 10 1/2 years now and have an amazing life together.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
We are different yet the same
This is not going to be a continue of my story, well maybe it is in a way. One of my pet peeves in life is people who are judgemental and impatient when we all make mistakes or have some type of disabilities.
My daughter and I went to a girl scout camp out and seeing all the differences in the girls and moms made me wonder why as human beings we are so quick to judge each other. These girls were all in second and third grade. There were a few girls there who stick out in my mind. First, two of the girl scout helpers seemed like they had some mental disability, but they played and interacted great with the little girl scouts and the little girls never question that the older girls were different. I was walking down the stairs behind another brownie girl scout and notice that she was going really slow and did not walk down the stairs "normal". She was walking down them like a toddler would both feet on one step the on the the next step the same way. When we got to the bottom she had a slight limp. I am not sure what was wrong with her and none of the other girls seemed to notice. My two girls will have challenges that are not the normal challenges in life.
My oldest was diagnosed with Hashimoto's disease last April. This is a thyroid disease at is easy to manage and extremely rare in children. Only one in 1,000 kids have this disease, but because her thyroid was over compensating for so long and her labs where coming back normal when something was really wrong it has caused her to be really tiny. Her 4 1/2 year old sister is almost as tall as she is, and she is 8 years old. You can tell in the picks that are posted. And this has also caused her brain to be fatigued and she struggles a lot in school and being able to focus. I am worried about this because I struggled in school because I missed so much school because of cancer and felt that I was not smart and felt left out alot. I just don't want her to be judge by her size or struggle to need more time to learn things.
My middle daughter was born with Strabismus, crossed eyes. We first tried to fix it with patching the eye 8 hours a day when she was 4 months old. By the time she was 7 months she had her first surgery and 2 weeks before her 1st birthday she had surgery #2. And in glassed just before she turned 2 Then her eyes started to "wonder and float up the the corner" so we when in for surgery #3. And here we are again a age 4 1/2 and we were patching 10 hrs. a day but have backed off because she showed improvement. We are trying to keep her out of the O.R. for a 4th time. We are not doing the surgeries because we want her eye to be perfect so no one will make fun of her we are doing to try and save her eyesight in her left eye.
I have spoke of 5 people who all have a different kind of challenge in their life yet this makes them all the same. We all have our strength and weaknesses. So next time you get upset at the waitress because she is not waiting on you as fast a you want or the car in front of you just cut you off. Think about some of your own faults. Maybe what they are doing is not intentional. I truly try to see the best in people. We should all accept one other no matter our difference of opinions on how to raise our children or which church we may or may not belong to, or if which school we send our kids to. It doesn't really matter as long as they are being taught love a kindness.
I am going to stop there because I could ramble about this all night and I don't feel this is one of my better post. Maybe I should just stick talking about my hubby and kids.
My daughter and I went to a girl scout camp out and seeing all the differences in the girls and moms made me wonder why as human beings we are so quick to judge each other. These girls were all in second and third grade. There were a few girls there who stick out in my mind. First, two of the girl scout helpers seemed like they had some mental disability, but they played and interacted great with the little girl scouts and the little girls never question that the older girls were different. I was walking down the stairs behind another brownie girl scout and notice that she was going really slow and did not walk down the stairs "normal". She was walking down them like a toddler would both feet on one step the on the the next step the same way. When we got to the bottom she had a slight limp. I am not sure what was wrong with her and none of the other girls seemed to notice. My two girls will have challenges that are not the normal challenges in life.
My oldest was diagnosed with Hashimoto's disease last April. This is a thyroid disease at is easy to manage and extremely rare in children. Only one in 1,000 kids have this disease, but because her thyroid was over compensating for so long and her labs where coming back normal when something was really wrong it has caused her to be really tiny. Her 4 1/2 year old sister is almost as tall as she is, and she is 8 years old. You can tell in the picks that are posted. And this has also caused her brain to be fatigued and she struggles a lot in school and being able to focus. I am worried about this because I struggled in school because I missed so much school because of cancer and felt that I was not smart and felt left out alot. I just don't want her to be judge by her size or struggle to need more time to learn things.
My middle daughter was born with Strabismus, crossed eyes. We first tried to fix it with patching the eye 8 hours a day when she was 4 months old. By the time she was 7 months she had her first surgery and 2 weeks before her 1st birthday she had surgery #2. And in glassed just before she turned 2 Then her eyes started to "wonder and float up the the corner" so we when in for surgery #3. And here we are again a age 4 1/2 and we were patching 10 hrs. a day but have backed off because she showed improvement. We are trying to keep her out of the O.R. for a 4th time. We are not doing the surgeries because we want her eye to be perfect so no one will make fun of her we are doing to try and save her eyesight in her left eye.
I have spoke of 5 people who all have a different kind of challenge in their life yet this makes them all the same. We all have our strength and weaknesses. So next time you get upset at the waitress because she is not waiting on you as fast a you want or the car in front of you just cut you off. Think about some of your own faults. Maybe what they are doing is not intentional. I truly try to see the best in people. We should all accept one other no matter our difference of opinions on how to raise our children or which church we may or may not belong to, or if which school we send our kids to. It doesn't really matter as long as they are being taught love a kindness.
I am going to stop there because I could ramble about this all night and I don't feel this is one of my better post. Maybe I should just stick talking about my hubby and kids.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Trying to not Jump around
I last left off with us not having any air conditioning or a oven that bake properly. I was think what to post tonight and wanted jump right to the story of Mike and I so I could get to talking about my pride and joy's. My kids, but realized they are a big part of who I am but they are not the only one's who have a part in my life.
I already talked about my parents so now I am going to talk about my brother. He is 6 years older then me and we got along great. I called him bubby or bubba up until he was in high school and finally started calling him Corey which was very strange to me. I didn't want his high school friends to hear me call him bubby. I remember making tents with fans and sheets. We called them Air Blow tents and I am going to introduce them to my kids this summer. Maybe we came up with this because of the lack of air conditioning and it is what kept us cool, we even slept in them. He would take me everywhere with him. He still live in our home town and we aren't as close as we use to be and I don't know why. He has 4 boys I will get to them some other time. I still would do anything for him though. Never thought blogging would make me cry but it has tonight.
Now if anyone would like to give me any advice on this one I would love it. I have a half sister and a half brother. My dad was married before he married my mom. I barley remember them. There is not a good relationship between them and my dad. I don't know the story as to why. I do remember my sister was going to get married and she wanted my dad to walk her down the aisle. I still remember going to JCPenny's to special order his suit. Well my dad never walked her down the aisle because her mom was made that she chose my dad instead of her step dad. My sisters mom thought he had been there more for her then my dad had been. It hurt my dad so much that we didn't even go to her wedding. I think I remember something about both of them walking her down the aisle but her mom didn't want that either. Now here is where I am up for some advice. I found both of them on facebook about a year ago and they are both "friend" I have not wrote them because there is some hatred toward my dad with my half brother. I feel that they accepted my friend request in not a bad thing but I am still nervous. I have nieces and nephews and my kids have who we have never met. My brother is out of state but my sister is in the state. I don't even know where I would start. I know my brother use to show us his break dancing and teach it to us as well. I remember my sister always being happy and excited to see us. I am going to leave it here. If anyone has some advice to what I should do please tell me. I know God is not good about telling us exactly what to do. He leads us but leave it us to us to do our free will, well I am going to pray that with this one it hits me like a brick wall but with much less pain.
I already talked about my parents so now I am going to talk about my brother. He is 6 years older then me and we got along great. I called him bubby or bubba up until he was in high school and finally started calling him Corey which was very strange to me. I didn't want his high school friends to hear me call him bubby. I remember making tents with fans and sheets. We called them Air Blow tents and I am going to introduce them to my kids this summer. Maybe we came up with this because of the lack of air conditioning and it is what kept us cool, we even slept in them. He would take me everywhere with him. He still live in our home town and we aren't as close as we use to be and I don't know why. He has 4 boys I will get to them some other time. I still would do anything for him though. Never thought blogging would make me cry but it has tonight.
Now if anyone would like to give me any advice on this one I would love it. I have a half sister and a half brother. My dad was married before he married my mom. I barley remember them. There is not a good relationship between them and my dad. I don't know the story as to why. I do remember my sister was going to get married and she wanted my dad to walk her down the aisle. I still remember going to JCPenny's to special order his suit. Well my dad never walked her down the aisle because her mom was made that she chose my dad instead of her step dad. My sisters mom thought he had been there more for her then my dad had been. It hurt my dad so much that we didn't even go to her wedding. I think I remember something about both of them walking her down the aisle but her mom didn't want that either. Now here is where I am up for some advice. I found both of them on facebook about a year ago and they are both "friend" I have not wrote them because there is some hatred toward my dad with my half brother. I feel that they accepted my friend request in not a bad thing but I am still nervous. I have nieces and nephews and my kids have who we have never met. My brother is out of state but my sister is in the state. I don't even know where I would start. I know my brother use to show us his break dancing and teach it to us as well. I remember my sister always being happy and excited to see us. I am going to leave it here. If anyone has some advice to what I should do please tell me. I know God is not good about telling us exactly what to do. He leads us but leave it us to us to do our free will, well I am going to pray that with this one it hits me like a brick wall but with much less pain.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
More of the Beggining
If I keep waking up at 4am I am going to have more time for this blog then I thought. I am wide awake and thought I might as well blog for today since all 3 of my precious kiddos are still asleep. I am not even sure what I want to get out of blogging. I really don't like to post my negative opions. I put all my faith into God and let him lead me and he has always taken care of me no matter what our goverment is doing to our country, or what rules the school/church has put in place that I may or may not like.
I could not get the whole beggining in one post so I am contunining it. I realized I didn't give a background on what Camp Hope is. It is a week long cancer camp for kids who have or who have had cancer. It is an amazing place where kids can go and everyone has some sort of scares from their cancer. I am not able to go back and volenteer much anymore because I have 3 young kids but I do hope to go back someday. Mike still goes and volenteers and is on the commity.
I also have amazing parents who have raised me and instilled in me that family and friends are the most important thing in my life. They did with little when I was going through cancer treatment to give my brother and I nice christmas' and birthday's. As I sit here blogging looking outside at the several inches of snow on the ground I am reminded of one winter when our heater broke and mom would turn the oven on at night to warm the house because they could not afford a new heater. The oven caught on fire one night and would not bake anymore. Mom could only cook in it on the pre heat setting. She never got a new one until we moved into her childhood home when I was 16. I remeber the little space heaters all over the house and they where not as safe as they are today. We got our heater fix thanks to the donations of our church but we had to give up an air conditoner. We had a window unit that only kept one room of the house cool then everyone else had fans in their rooms. Again we didn't get an air conditoner until we moved when I was 16. I am going to end there and contniue with more of my life story later. Please give feedback as to if this stuff is boring to read.
I could not get the whole beggining in one post so I am contunining it. I realized I didn't give a background on what Camp Hope is. It is a week long cancer camp for kids who have or who have had cancer. It is an amazing place where kids can go and everyone has some sort of scares from their cancer. I am not able to go back and volenteer much anymore because I have 3 young kids but I do hope to go back someday. Mike still goes and volenteers and is on the commity.
I also have amazing parents who have raised me and instilled in me that family and friends are the most important thing in my life. They did with little when I was going through cancer treatment to give my brother and I nice christmas' and birthday's. As I sit here blogging looking outside at the several inches of snow on the ground I am reminded of one winter when our heater broke and mom would turn the oven on at night to warm the house because they could not afford a new heater. The oven caught on fire one night and would not bake anymore. Mom could only cook in it on the pre heat setting. She never got a new one until we moved into her childhood home when I was 16. I remeber the little space heaters all over the house and they where not as safe as they are today. We got our heater fix thanks to the donations of our church but we had to give up an air conditoner. We had a window unit that only kept one room of the house cool then everyone else had fans in their rooms. Again we didn't get an air conditoner until we moved when I was 16. I am going to end there and contniue with more of my life story later. Please give feedback as to if this stuff is boring to read.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
The Beginning
For the last 6 months I have had these voices in my head fighting with eachother. One saying start blogging the other saying are you crazy you don't have time for that?! And we are very blessed and we have heathly children and uneventful live. And besides I am not creative enough to come up with a catchy title to a blog. Well last week I was thinking of my husband and how are love story began. And came up with "A Ray of Hope."
Now how our love story began. When I was 7 years old I was diagnosed with Leuekemia. My husband was also diagnosed with Leuekmia. At age 8 I started going to a camp called Camp Hope. This is where my title comes in. Mike also went to Camp Hope.
This is where we met and became friends that turned into a wonderful romance and wonderful life together. I always used to ask the qusetion as to why I got cancer but now I know. If I would have not been diagnosed with cancer I would not have the wonderfully blest life I do.
I God could not have blest me with a better family to a part of. And we are part of a wonderful church with wonderful friends. I will try to update as often as I can but like I said earlier our lives are pretty uneventful.
Now how our love story began. When I was 7 years old I was diagnosed with Leuekemia. My husband was also diagnosed with Leuekmia. At age 8 I started going to a camp called Camp Hope. This is where my title comes in. Mike also went to Camp Hope.
This is where we met and became friends that turned into a wonderful romance and wonderful life together. I always used to ask the qusetion as to why I got cancer but now I know. If I would have not been diagnosed with cancer I would not have the wonderfully blest life I do.
I God could not have blest me with a better family to a part of. And we are part of a wonderful church with wonderful friends. I will try to update as often as I can but like I said earlier our lives are pretty uneventful.
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