Sunday, May 10, 2009


What have I learned from being a mother?

I have learned so many things....
Like how to laugh at knock knock jokes.
And how to kiss away sadness.
Or How to lace up shoes on a squirmy child.
And how to talk on the phone and communicate through sign language with my kids at the same time.
I have learned how to make dinner with one hand as my other one was busy pacifying a baby.
I have learned how to cry so hard at their pain that I thought I may stop breathing.
I have sat by them nursing them back to health or praying for their fever to break.
I have learned that parent teacher conferences can actually be harder for me as a mom then when I was a child.
I have never known such joy as watching my child overcome their fear and conquer something they thought they could never do.
I have learned how to hold my laughter when I want to laugh out loud cause something they say is so "cute".
I have become fairly capable at carpooling and schedule juggling.
I have learned that hair isn't as important as it used to be.
I have become more understanding of others who struggle with a strong willed child.
I have learned how to ignore some things that really aren't worth the battle.
I have learned that a clean house isn't as important as playing a game of UNO.
I have learned how to negotiate, mediate and judge all in one afternoon.
I have learned that my mood usually effects the whole family.
I have learned that I can trust God with my kids....they are his first!
I have learned how to be a problem solver.
I am learning how to listen more and speak less when we have conversations.
I have learned what it means to love someone so much I would give my life up for them.

And the thing is.....
I am not even half done yet!
I have so much more to learn and yet when I look at what I have learned through these years, The experiences I have had because of these wonderful little people I have been blessed to raise ...
I would not trade one day for what I have been given!

I feel blessed today to be the mom of
Malaina, Jalen, Micah and Sophia!

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Wagon Train

Once upon a time.....

There were some children who loved to invent.
They loved to make new things out of stuff sitting around the garage.
They spent many hours on their projects and when they were finished this is what it looked like.
And so they left on their long trip to the wild, wild, west(of the garage)

And as they left they lost their tag along who never made it to the bottom of the canyon.
All in an afternoon!

Monday, May 4, 2009

Happily ever After.....or not.

What did you want to be?
You know when you're a kid you have all these..."when I grow up" ideas?!
Well, I had a few too. I knew when I grew up I wanted to have at least one husband...I'm not gonna lie when I was 10 it was hard to decide which one it would be.
Then I of course, wanted kids....probably 6-8 but I had more names picked out then that.... so that put me in a quandary until I figured out if I would give each of my kids 3 names I could use all those beautiful names.
I also wanted to be a great the kind people pay to see.
Like Amy Grant.
She Rocked the house!
I sang her all the way until about 16 then I realized there were even better singers.

There were several things I thought would not be fun to be at all....
Like a preachers wife. Or maybe a farmers wife. And I certainly wasn't gonna have kids that didn't cooperate and behave themselves. And I didn't wanna be all caught up in a job.
And Here are some of those little characters on our front porch with their friends.
(they aren't all mine....I haven't been hiding the rest in the basement....but if they were all mine I have the names all picked out...)

You know what? Life has a way of kind of changing some of those things.
I mean ideals.
Not that I have become this cynical old grouchy mom.
But rather, I realize the reality of what I thought as a young girl and a good dose of livin that when mixed together don't always = Happily ever after.

Now I know that in my head....but in my heart I often ask....why me?
Why my kids? Why this plan? Why this house? Why this situation? Why this town?Why?
And sometimes I hear this....

Really? You got nothing else?
No explanation why? Nothing for me other then that?
And again I hear....
"That's right, this is my plan".

And I am left to figure out what I will do with this plan. What do I do with "Because I said so".
Will I be the daughter who rebels to this, who runs from it, or will I be the one who says,
"Not my will but yours"
Tough words for this Strong Willed PK to say sometimes.
And because of this,
I honestly think I am Right.Where.I.Should.Be!
When I can give it up then I am surrendered and ready to use my passion for him!

I wasn't gonna use this post to be serious hence the front porch pic under here.
I was gonna title this something like life on the front porch....
So enjoy life from our porch...
And Our garden.....
And my tulip bed
And be blessed today as you think about how much you have to offer Him when you give up the happily ever after mentality!