March 12, 2009
I had THE worst headache today! Normally I wake up and make a 32oz caraffe of coffee with the French press my parents gave me. I used to try to make only 16oz, but I have found that the full press makes a better cup. And I also HATE throwing things away…even homemade coffee that would probably amount to a few cents. So, over the past few months I have gotten used to drinking the full 32 ounces, for the sake of not being wasteful. Plus, it tastes pretty good.
BUT this morning I woke up at 8am and had to leave the house with all 3 girls at 8:45am. We made it out of the house, but without my morning coffee. I was fine until about 12:30pm as we were headed home from our Homeschool group. Then the headache started to kick in. I really didn’t have time to make coffee since I had to feed the girls and get them down for nap all before leaving for work at 1:45pm. I grabbed a coke, hoping it would do the trick (hindsight tells me I should have grabbed 3 ibuprofens along with it).
At 3:30pm, my head was pounding, hands were shaking, I was having hot flashes and my face was flushed. At 4:30pm I thought to make a cup of tea. It did absolutely nothing. By the time I was driving home at 6pm, my hands had stopped shaking, but my headache had become even more violent (if that is even a good description) and I had to keep swallowing to keep my stomach down (gross, I know).
Tim was aware of my condition, so he had the coffee ground and water boiling for me when I walked through the door. He handed me 600mg of ibuprofen, a glass of water and a little bite of food to help the medicine settle and sent me to bed. Five minutes later he brought in my coffee. An hour and a half later my headache was managable and I was able to rejoin the family.
Good grief! I don’t know which is worse: being so addicted to coffee that missing a cup throws me into withdrawal or having the withdrawal symptoms when I miss a cup of coffee (or 3).
Is it wrong to drink something that causes your body to become so addicted to it? I am beginning to wonder if I should start cutting back. I do not like the feeling of something else being in control of my body; this afternoon the caffeine was staking its claim. I definitely will NOT quit cold turkey, but maybe I should scale back a bit. Try 2 cups for a few days and then take it down to just 1.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
February 16, 2009
Well, as most of you already know, we are still here! Our house did not sell the first time on the market, so we decdied to take a break for a few months. Meanwhile, Tim has been busy doing side jobs and filling out job applications. Anything to make a few bucks to keep us afloat. The Lord is graciously providing and teaching us a few things about trust, faith, humilty, needs vs wants, etc. along the way.
The plan right now is to try to get the house back on the market by the end of March or first part of April. As I am typing this, I am realizing that Easter and Aubrey’s birthday are the first few weeks in April, so we may be better off waiting until those two weekends are out of the way. That way we don’t have to worry about having a showing during a birthday party. We will also most likely list the house with Johnson Reality. They only charge 1/3 of 1% commission and $500 to list it on the MLS. They do the paperwork, we do the rest. With the cheaper commission, we will be able to have a lower asking price and more wiggle room for negotiations.
Since we are pretty much guaranteed to be here until summer, I have also started attending the local homeschool group. It is called ARCHE, Arnold Regional Christian Home Educators. The girls, Aubrey and Norah, both take classes on Thursdays to supplement what I am doing with them at home. I really think they enjoy the social interaction and new experiences, though they both have some anxiety at the start of each class simply because they are not used to leaving mommy. While they are in class, Clara and I walk the track and visit with other homeschool moms with their little ones. So far I am enjoying the social interaction as well! I always like hearing about what other families are doing in their homeschools.
So for now, we are planted here because this is where we are. The hardest part about having our house on the market last fall was simply not knowing. I opted out of activities because I really thought that we would be moving. But now that we are still here, we are getting re-invloved. We cannot live in limbo. The Lord obviosuly wants us here right now, so we are doing our best to live out our calling where we are.
February 15, 2009
I am pretty sure this dream was inspired by our game of Candyland last night.
Aubrey came up to me this morning and told me that she had a dream. About once a week she tells me about her dreams, but I rarely remember to write them down. This time I am remembering.
She dreamed that she had a family of real gingerbread men. Real in that they were able to move around and talk. There were 14 of them. They hopped into her hands and she put them in a paper bag. She put a piece of paper on top of them so the little ones could not jump out. She also told me that she put a fan in the bag so that they would have air to breathe. And in her dream she told me about her gingerbread family.
Yesterday for Valentine’s Day we opted for a less expensive celebration. Tim and I made a quick run to the dollar store the night before to get the girls heart balloons and stickers. We also got them each a carnation, which the girls lovingly call roses. They woke to heart shaped pancakes and the table decorated for Valentine’s day.
For dinner we chose to have a fancy dinner date at home with the girls. We made a very tasty steak dish with rice and stir-fry vegetables. Tim and I had a nice glass of wine and the girls drank white soda out of stemmed glasses. We used our fine china (for maybe the 2nd time) and ate by candle light. The girls and I dressed up in fancy dresses. I even put make-up on the girls and curled their hair. Tim “picked us up” from the bedroom and led each of us to our chairs. The girls had a blast getting ready for their “date.”
As I was putting on my pearls and showing the girls the gift daddy had gotten me for our wedding, I talked to them about how they could wear this strand on their wedding days (plural b/c I have more than one daughter, not b/c they will have more than one wedding) if they wanted to. Aubrey quickly said that she was going to marry Aiden (her cousin) when she got older. Norah followed with saying she was going to marry Kegan (the younger of the 2 boy cousins). This was the first time either of them had ever discussed marriage. Every other time the subject had come up, Aubrey always said that she was not ever going to get married or move away from mommy.
Even though I enjoy having dinner dates with Tim just the two of us, this night with the girls was pretty special. I even want to try to make it a Valentine’s tradition, whether or not it happens on the exact day. I also think that I want to use our nice china more than once every 5 years. I think we will try to use it for our anniversary and maybe even for the girls’ birthdays. What is the point of having it if it never gets used? And by using it, I hope to also show the girls that they are much more valuable than a piece of tableware.
We topped the night off with ice-cream and brownies with hot-fudge and a game of candyland, the girls’ new favorite. They were in bed and asleep by 9pm (thanks to a birthday party at barron’s gymnastics) and Tim and I were able to end the evening with a movie. It was a memorable Valentine’s Day. I definitely did not feel stifled by our limited budget. In fact, I feel like we would not have enjoyed it as much had we been able to spend more money on a dinner out. And I am glad we included the girls in on our celebration. It is never too early to start showing your girls how a guy should treat them on a date.
December 9, 2008
So our house is on the market. We all know the housing market is bad. We have had 6 or so people look at the house, mostly young couples and single moms. The answer everyone gives to whether or not they like the house is always: Too Small! Now I know our house isn’t huge, but it has three bedrooms, 2 full baths, a walk out basement and sits on 1/2 acre. The basement can be finished and there is plenty of yard space to add on if desired. I may be biased, but I think this house is a good buy. And I think that too many people are wanting more for less. Since when do I have to give away my house just because someone thinks it is priced too high for its size?! I guess I am just frustrated. Sometimes the smaller house is all a person can afford. That’s why we bought it. It was the best house for the money and it was in our budget! And I am not going to keep dropping the price just so someone who wants more for less can get what they can’t afford in the first place!
November 13, 2008
But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly in my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
As I read the introductory paragraph to chapter 4 of the mommy diaries, the above passage came to mind. As moms we tend to think we can do it all on our own. Many of us are old pros (or so we think) at multi-tasking. We can feed the baby, talk on the phone, unload the dishwasher, cook dinner and kiss the hubby as he walks in the door from work – all at the same time! But when we take the time to look around we realize the baby has been drinking spoiled milk from an old sippy cup, the ingredients needed for dinner are not in the pantry, the dishes in the dishwasher had NOT been cleaned before they were unloaded, the phone is no where to be found (maybe look in the refrigerator), and hubby feels a little dejected – all while multi-tasking. We need HELP!
Now I am not one to think that mothers of preschoolers have the hardest job around. I actually tend to think my job is easy compared to what most people do each day. But I will say that the job of mothering is more difficult than others in the sense that we are on our own most of every day, most days of the week. We don’t have the office staff to back us up when things go wrong in the kitchen or the bathroom or the grocery store or the…you get the picture. We need the help of others to succeed at mothering, just like any other job.
That is why we must not lose the truth found in 2 Corinthians 12:9-10. We cannot succeed as mothers unless we rely on God as our source of strength. We were not designed to do this, or any job for that matter, on our own. When we are weak and admit that we cannot do it all, when we fail and cry out to God for help getting through the next day, we are allowing God the opportunity to do and be who He is. It is at that moment of surrender that we are actually our strongest. Christ’s power will rest on us in our weakest moments.
If we take this a step further, as Paul does, we can even boast in our short comings as mothers! This may come second nature to most of us. As mentioned above, we tend to try to do it all on our own. We don’t like to admit that we need help. We consider ourselves failures if we can’t do it all and are afraid that others will think us failures. But Paul says, and I paraphrase, “hey, I am a failure and I am proud of it, because it gives Christ a chance to show me and others who He is and what He can do, despite my problems!” I like his attitude, don’t you? A huge weight lifted off my shoulders even as I typed.
So moms, don’t you think it’s about time we stopped pretending we can do it on our own?! We need help! Desperately! And Christ is waiting for the opportunity to show us His power and ability to manage our lives. Why don’t we let Him? Then we’ll actually have a chance of succeeding at this adventure in mothering. “When I am weak, then I am strong.”
October 28, 2008
While finishing up going to the bathroom last night, Norah called Tim in to help her get dressed.
“Daddy, hurry, hurry! There’s a ghost chasing me! He’s going to get my underwear!”
Wolfie – is a boy. He has a baby piggy. She is a girl. Wolfie sometimes hurts Norah and she can’t decide if she wants to be friends with him or not. I told her that if he is mean then maybe she should not play with him anymore.
Other friends – she does not remember their names, but they are all pigs. At one point one of their names was Ninca. She is inspired by “Uniqua” from Backyardigans.
I am pretty sure most of her friends are inspired by characters from Super Why and the Piglet movie.
Tim was accepted to Mid-America Baptist Theological Seminary last week. Thursday, October 23 to be exact. We are excited. He has jumped one of the many hurdles.
The house has been on the market for three weeks now. We have had 5 Open Houses and only one person has come through. We try not to get our hopes up, but are always disappointed when our agent calls to tell us no one came.
We also have not had any showings. We had a potential showing tonight. The agent called at 5PM(!!) while I was preparing dinner to say that they wanted to be here at 5:30pm!! First of all, I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly and secondly, I was so excited that I could hardly speak. We actually had a showing scheduled. Someone wanted to see our house after 3 weeks of SILENCE. We rushed around to get things ready, took dinner out of the oven and then took everything over to Tim’s parents’ house – all by 5:30. When we returned home at 7:30pm we had a message on our machine saying that they needed to cancel the showing because it was too dark! I wanted to scream! I may have, actually. I wanted to give that agent a lesson in home showing etiquette. I have since calmed down, but am still disappointed. Hopefully the people will come through the Open House tomorrow. If they get here at 5p, it will still be light outside!
We are trying to be patient and calm, but it gets tiring/trying. I cannot imagine doing this for a full year. But, we will do what we need to do to get Tim where he needs to be. We just don’t know when that will happen.
This is an actual dialogue that took place in my home this evening:
Location – the bathroom, as I was wiping Aubrey up after a bm
“Mommy, did you go to school to learn how to be a mommy?”
“So how do you know how to do this?”
“I just know, Aubrey. I just know.”
She just looked at me with a big grin, like I was the smartest person in the world. Now that is pure innocence!