WHEW!

Whirlwind weekend ... I meant to write Saturday and Sunday, but WOW ... too much going on and too tired to even type. I'm getting ready to go on a trip (committee meetings) and have been busy preparing for it (translate: needed "grown up" clothing, etc.) and getting the house and family set for the week, while I'm away. I had to find people to watch the kids, get the laundry absolutely current, clean like mad ... And, in the midst of all this, I had other responsibilities, too. My husband and I were helping with music, in church ... this also involved a rehearsal on Saturday. Sunday, we had church and then a cousins confirmation party to attend. Whirlwind weekend.

There have been so many cute snippets, I wish I could share ... My brain simply is not functioning, though, and I cannot think of them right now. If I remember them, later, I'll write it down. :-)

The kids are in bed for the night, now, and I need to get a little more work done. That's all for me, today ... short and probably uninteresting, I'm sure ... good night!

"I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free; His eyes are on the sparrow, and I know he watches me." ~Civilla D. Martin

The furniture came yesterday. Exciting stuff. Again, I have to wonder if it's sad that I find furniture so exciting. ack! I'm turning into an adult!!!! Oh, wait ... I'm thirty, have an undergrad. degree, married, and have two kids. I guess becoming an adult happened somewhere behind me.

I wouldn't trade my life ... never ... but sometimes I get a huge case of the what if's. Y'know what I'm talking about, right. What if I'd followed my career dreams, instead of "settling down." What if I'd taken college more seriously (not that I did badly, I just could have done so much more). What if I'd gone to grad school, like I had comtemplated ... What if ... what if ... what if ...How did I get here? How did I become the very thing that I used to dread becoming? Maybe that, in itself, is the answer. How on earth has that reality ended up being ... well ... pretty good, really. I think it's love.

I remember the first time I held my oldest. My husband put her in my arms, and I looked down at this tiny, beautiful, and (yes!) angelic face ... I just started to cry; the emotion was so overwhelming; the love. It was the same with my son. What immense and wondrous thing love is. It makes you happy to do all the things you thought you would never want to do. It makes you realize the joy there is to life. It makes you say "thank you God" every night as you check on your children, while they sleep. It makes you okay with being excited about furniture, and giggle over the fact that you are now in bed typing on your laptop while your husband is doing the same with his. (poor guy ... he's working, while I'm playing!)

LOVE: An important thing to take time to remember, every once in awhile.

Even Angels sleep

Both children are finally sleeping.

**Funny snippets of the day**
my daughter "Mom ... c'mon! My taste buds hurt, I'm so hungry ..."
my son "I di it!!!" (After each animal was succesfully put into place, on his puzzle.)

My son was so persistant at crawling into my bed, last night, that I was pretty well awake from 2:30 until 4, when I passed out on the couch, with him next to me. I think I took him back to bed and sat in his doorway ay least 4 times before I got so darn tired I couldn't do it anymore. He sure knows how to wear a person down to do his bidding. I hate that he won that particular round of the wills. No worries ... I know that, in the long run, I shall prevail!!! (insert sinister laugh here)

Our new bedroom furniture comes tomorrow. I'm sooo excited! (here's me not knowing if I should be depressed that this is an exciting event...) We've been using my husband's old dresser set, since we got married, and our bed frame broke a year ago;we've simply done without a frame, since then. Of course, right after we splurged on this extravagance, we came home to discover that the dishwasher was broken. Now I'm handwashing dishes for the rest of the summer, or longer ... Y'know what, though? Irony aside ... I really don't mind.

We didn't do much today. We all went over and played at the house of one of my daughter's friends. That was it, though ... I was too tired from last night to even contemplate doing anything else. Unfortunately, the kids watched too much t.v. as a result of my slugishness. I hate that. But, you win some you lose some, right? Today I lost. Maybe tomorrow I'll win...

the Wonder of Children

The kids are busy playing in their room and I've gotten through the bulk of my "to do" list for the day. (yesterday's was pretty huge, so today isn't too bad) Naptime will be soon, and I get to read and rest. YAY! Resting is a particularly nice treat, right now ... Ever since we put my son into a big boy bed, I haven't been sleeping as well. I wake up to find he's sleeping next to me; I wake up to a body part smashing my face in as he climbs over me; I wake up because he's in his doorway or the hallway crying; I wake up to turn off the movie I fell asleep watching, only to hear a voice next to me say "I watnda! Hey! I watda! Mama ... tb ... I watsdat" (translate: I'm watching that! Hey! I'm watching that! Mam! TV ... I watch that) If I'm lucky, I only have to take him back to his bed, once ... last night it was twice, and the second time, I had to sit in the middle of his room, on the floor, until I was sure he was asleep (or I knew we'd have a third time). Argh! I'm so tired; If it weren't for the fact that I can drink LOTS of coffee, it would be like the fog I walk around in when I'm breastfeeding during the night. (To answer your question, I stopped a year ago.) My daughter has a nightly sojourn to our bedroom, too. Fortunately, she no longer wakes us up; she simply crawls into her sleeping bag, on the floor next to me, and goes back to sleep. We have a small two bedroom condo, and we're always talking about how nice it would be if the kids could have their own rooms ... but, right now I'm wondering why bother!? All we really need is a toy room and one bedroom. It seems that we all end up sleeping in the same room, anway! Somebody, please! Tell me this is a phase, and it will pass!!!

On another note -- I'm pretty amused that my brother's blog is about Dora Candyland, today. Aside from the clear entertaining value of his writing, I think he's gotten "it" right, again!

Naptime

The kids are napping (well, one is napping, the other is pretending ...), so I thought I'd take some time to catch up on housework and reading. I did that, and then I got out my laptop. (I still can't get used to saying that ... I LOVE it!) CHecked out my brother's blog ... as always, it was good reading. I particularly reccomend his blog on breastfeeding, from a sociological perspective (his blog is largely a running commentary on from that perspective).

I'm hoping to have more time soon, and make this page more my own (asthetically and otrherwise), but for now, I think I'll go and get "the pretender" and ask her if she wants to play "go fish" or "Dora Candyland."

Hola!

Greetings -- This is me celebrating my new laptop!! Since I can now be on the computer and in the same room as the kids, I thought I'd join the trendy folks and get a blog. I don't know if I'll ever have something worth reading, but you can be the judge of that.