Thursday, March 24, 2011

Confessions of "Super Mom"

1. I  never have time to do my hair or wear makeup, yet, ironically, I organize my child's room.

2. I panic when I see vomit.

3. Most days my "workout" consists of doing sit ups on the floor while my girls play next to me.

4. I have a threshold for caffeine that defies scientific reasoning

5. More than once, I have found that part of my clothing was on inside out. On a good day, it's just my underwear.

6. When my daughter picks out a LONG book to read at bedtime. I make up my own story that follows the pictures. My husband just caught on last month.

7. I don't change my clothes no matter what substance is spilled on me (usually, not always, food). IF I'm staying in for the's pointless...right?!

8. I have loaded the, stroller, bags and sometimes a to do list. Started driving and forgot where I was going...on more than one occasion.

9. In a pinch I have fed my child out of a can....soup and chef boyardee.

10. I have a laundry basket full of socks that don't match.

11. I find Murray the most annoying "NEW" Sesame Street character EVER!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

All In A Day's Work...

Started the day off with Kenna trying orange slices...

They were a hit!!

The girls "played" kitchen for a couple HOURS

Yep, I'm serious...hours!!! I folded clothes and cleaned. Sweet Sisters!!

Haley-Reese and I cooked dinner, spaggitti with mushrooms. She had to wear her helper/chef attire.

Meanwhile, Kenna played with noodles for the first time.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Growing Like a Weed-Kenna is 10 Months Old Today!

The three of us celebrated Kenna's milestone by sorting/purging their closets and Rubbermaid containers. ;)  Ya, when we celebrate we go crazy!!! Kenna is FINALLY growing out of her 6m clothes and Haley-Reese is moving into 3T's. I have been needing to do this CHORE for over 2 weeks. It's one of those dreaded, horrible, no good chores I HAVE to do but, put off until I can't take it anymore. (Why do we do that to ourselves?) Well, today the motivation struck and I moved. I got the label maker out and got busy. I had the bright idea to separate the sizes out all over my living room. I emptied EVERY Rubbermaid container newborn to 2T (sigh) now I was committed to this task. In the past I would grab a box, ransack Haley-Reese's room then stack it out on a shelf out in the garage. So, nothing had a "real" label unless labeling boxes "baby girl clothes" counts. If I didn't have Kenna needing those clothes this method would have been flawless. You see my delima. After, sorting ALL the clothes newborn, 0-3, 3, 3-6, 6, 6-9, 9, 6-12, 12, 18, 18-24, 24, and 2T.(Why do they have sooo many sizes-REALLY?)  PLUS, the blankets and shoes, it was 3:30pm.  I started at 8:30am. At last it was finished and then I remembered I hadn't dragged their "too small clothes" out of their rooms. AHHH...So, needless to say I only got Kenna's room done today. Nothing like having two little monsters running around while you have a major project to tackle.Working around meals and naps really slowed me down. Why do kids have to eat an sleep when you have a job to do?Zish! All the boxes have labels and are filled with their appropriate clothes now. Maybe I won't dread this chore as much next go around. By my estimate that will be in 2 months. How do mom's with 3+ kids do this? Do they consign everything and then re-buy? It got me thinking...will I keep this up with every kid? Will I continue to save every article? I don't know but, for now I have decided to keep my method. I've improved it so maybe it will be manageable??? I hope we have the garage/attic space for all these clothes. Side note: We have one whole tub of just 18m pj's...ya, I'm not sure why? In all we have 8 tubs. Please don't buy Kenna any clothes...I think we are good!!

It was a productive day...I should be doing our laundry now but I'm sick of looking at clothes. You all know how much I love laundry : ) Working on the blog seemed like a good out. I will force my self to do a load before bed...I guess.

The day is done...I had my 'lil bean 10 months ago...TEN!

She continues to grow like a weed an my heart continues to grow like Jack's beanstalk, straight to the heavens!!!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

March--Bathing Beauties

Life doesn't slow down but, we can!

Wow, where did February go? This morning I sat down to write in Kenna's (scrapbook) calendar and I was two months behind. TWO!! How did I let two whole months slip by without writing down my baby's milestones/precious moments. I have been so wrapped up in EVERYTHING else, I'm forgetting to capture my 'lil bean's moments. I think I remembered most major milestones. However, I know I missed the small heart string moments. You know, the ones that you tell yourself...SELF, remember this, write it down and treasure it because you shall only pass this way once...sigh! Well, that was a wake up call, for me to s l o w  down. I'm evaluating my life and the unnecessary busyness I created. Key words are--"I created"! Just in cases you missed that part.

So, I got off facebook, we stoped one of our FOUR commitments at church and I'm learning to say "no" to things. I wouldn't say I have a problem saying "no" to people. I just have a problem saying "yes". Ok, ya...I have a problem.

Don't get me wrong, I miss facebook for several reasons and I miss my class at church but, something(s) had to give. My main job is to be a Proverbs 31 woman. Was I being that?! I don't know that I will ever master all those thing listed in the chapter but, I better try (right). My ebay business will be back up and moving very soon. After all  "She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night" ; )

I want to challenge you to look at what you can cut out. What have you overcommitted yourself to? Start saying "no".

I will leave you with one of my favorite poems to ponder on because, after all is said and done I can't get the last two months back. Kenna will soon be 10 months old. I don't want to blink again and she is one year old.


I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the "good" living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather rambling about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have burned the pink candle sculped like a rose before it melted
in storage.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television, and more
while watching life.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment, realising that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."

There would have been more "I love you's" and more "I'm sorry's"

. . . but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute . . .
look at it and really see it . . . and never give it back."
Erma Bombeck