We are moving tomorrow! It has been a little crazy and chaotic. I thought I would just be totally excited, but I am a little sad. I am full of emotions. We are moving back by our family and that is so exciting for us, and for our kids. I love where we are moving the area is great!
I didn't expect to be sad. I am really going to miss our neighbors. We have the most fantastic neighborhood and great friends here. They are people I plan to keep in touch with for a long time. They are the type of friends that are just real, no pretenses about them. You can be you and they like you for you, it is totally real. I like that.
My little man had his last day of preschool today, and my princess had her last speech therapy here. I was doing everything and realizing that tomorrow we move. Tonight is our last night here. I really love my house, it is a great house, that I will miss.
I owe Randy a sincere apology. I am a little bit... Okay a lot ornery when we are moving. I think the stress and everything gets to me and I am pretty short at times. I am sorry. I am really trying to work on being better this time.
All in all, I am very excited to be moving. I am excited for the change, and to find the "perfect house" for us. I am sure we will be able to find the right place and have everything work out. I am excited to be back by my old friends and all of our family. I love where we are going!
Since the computer is going to be packed it might be a little bit before I write again!! Ciao!
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Friday, March 24, 2006
Random Acts of Kindness.. Even the little things matter
You never know how your actions will affect people. Little things, comments, all of it you never know. And often it really does affect people, helps them when they need it. It could be the little bit of encouragement, the simple kindness of just a hug, sometimes the smallest things make the biggest difference.
I received a card in the mail yesterday, and I was totally shocked. A lady I met last August in ShopKo sent me a card. You see, I talk to anyone and everyone, and I have never met a stranger. I tend to be able to talk to anyone about anything. I like to talk, it is fun for me.
Anyways, somehow in the checkout line we were talking and she told me she was moving to where I lived. We were in a totally different city at the time, so a total coincidence. Anyway, we were talking about housing, neighborhoods and schools and we ended up exchanging addresses, and phone numbers. Yes, I give out that personal of info to strangers, safe huh?
I didn't really think much of it as I left that day. And I had not thought of it again since, it was seven months ago. I was shocked to get a card in the mail from her. She thanked me for my kindness and telling her the good neighborhoods. She said when I talked to her it made her feel a little bit of excitement that she was moving. It totally surprised me something I thought was so insignificant meant so much to her.
It goes to show that you never know who is watching you. Who is touched by what you do. You never know who needs the little extra encouragement. The little things we do matter, no matter how little they are someone notices. I challenge everyone to step outside of the normal, say Hi to the little old lady at the grocery store, it might just make her day. It is the little things that count.
I received a card in the mail yesterday, and I was totally shocked. A lady I met last August in ShopKo sent me a card. You see, I talk to anyone and everyone, and I have never met a stranger. I tend to be able to talk to anyone about anything. I like to talk, it is fun for me.
Anyways, somehow in the checkout line we were talking and she told me she was moving to where I lived. We were in a totally different city at the time, so a total coincidence. Anyway, we were talking about housing, neighborhoods and schools and we ended up exchanging addresses, and phone numbers. Yes, I give out that personal of info to strangers, safe huh?
I didn't really think much of it as I left that day. And I had not thought of it again since, it was seven months ago. I was shocked to get a card in the mail from her. She thanked me for my kindness and telling her the good neighborhoods. She said when I talked to her it made her feel a little bit of excitement that she was moving. It totally surprised me something I thought was so insignificant meant so much to her.
It goes to show that you never know who is watching you. Who is touched by what you do. You never know who needs the little extra encouragement. The little things we do matter, no matter how little they are someone notices. I challenge everyone to step outside of the normal, say Hi to the little old lady at the grocery store, it might just make her day. It is the little things that count.
Tired and Stressed, go ahead and skip!
I am tired. And thinking about next week makes me even more tired. Maybe I will go back to bed and get up next Saturday, that might be a good idea.
This week has been a draining week for me, mentally and physically. I learned that my lupus reacts very strongly to stress, not just a little bit. I hurt this morning, a lot.. my meds did crap for me this week.
I am so excited I sold my house, but then I have this stress of where are we going to live? We will be with my parents until that is figured out for sure. Thankfully they have a big house and are easy to live with.
So I have been stressed out for like a week, I am trying so hard not to be. I have also learned when I am stressed, I quit eating. So I am getting skinnier!! Hooray for that right?
The house I really want has an offer on it, so we put a back up offer on it, and they said 30% chance we will get it.. not very good odds, but I hope it is in my favor. So I am anxiously waiting for that. I am trying to get all the mortgage stuff in order in case it does work out.
I am to the point I just feel blah.. I swear everyday I have more to do, and less energy. We need to be packed by next Friday so we can move.. the thought exhausts me.
I am ready to be done.
This week has been a draining week for me, mentally and physically. I learned that my lupus reacts very strongly to stress, not just a little bit. I hurt this morning, a lot.. my meds did crap for me this week.
I am so excited I sold my house, but then I have this stress of where are we going to live? We will be with my parents until that is figured out for sure. Thankfully they have a big house and are easy to live with.
So I have been stressed out for like a week, I am trying so hard not to be. I have also learned when I am stressed, I quit eating. So I am getting skinnier!! Hooray for that right?
The house I really want has an offer on it, so we put a back up offer on it, and they said 30% chance we will get it.. not very good odds, but I hope it is in my favor. So I am anxiously waiting for that. I am trying to get all the mortgage stuff in order in case it does work out.
I am to the point I just feel blah.. I swear everyday I have more to do, and less energy. We need to be packed by next Friday so we can move.. the thought exhausts me.
I am ready to be done.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Indecisive
I am indecisive. I swear I cannot make a decision and stick with it for the life of me. I will ask everyone I know what I should do, and do my best to take their advice and still be totally confused.
My poor husband I call him tell him everything I am thinking and then say, "I don't know?" Doesn't matter what it is, from what to eat, to what house to buy. Making a decision and sticking to it is hard for me.
There are so many options I want to make sure I explore all of them, I mean I have to be equally fair to all my options right?
It is especially hard for me when I have two good choices in front of me. Like do I get a Blueberry Truffle, or an Apple Pie Truffle? I mean really, what is so hard about that? Then comes the thinking of what do I really want more?
Thankfully my little man has more of his Dad in him than me. You ask where he wants to go eat, and give him a list, and then I can even give him more after he decides, just making sure he has all the options available and he still sticks to his choice. Maybe it is a guy thing? I don't know.
Hopefully I can get better at this. But if not, be prepared to help me make all my many important (ha!) decisions.
My poor husband I call him tell him everything I am thinking and then say, "I don't know?" Doesn't matter what it is, from what to eat, to what house to buy. Making a decision and sticking to it is hard for me.
There are so many options I want to make sure I explore all of them, I mean I have to be equally fair to all my options right?
It is especially hard for me when I have two good choices in front of me. Like do I get a Blueberry Truffle, or an Apple Pie Truffle? I mean really, what is so hard about that? Then comes the thinking of what do I really want more?
Thankfully my little man has more of his Dad in him than me. You ask where he wants to go eat, and give him a list, and then I can even give him more after he decides, just making sure he has all the options available and he still sticks to his choice. Maybe it is a guy thing? I don't know.
Hopefully I can get better at this. But if not, be prepared to help me make all my many important (ha!) decisions.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
WOO HOO!!
Guess what?? We sold our house yesterday!!!!! WOO HOO!! We have to be out by the 20th of April, but are thinking we might get out of here sooner. We are going to stay with my parents until we find the right house. I am so excited!!
Friday, March 17, 2006
Done
When the clock strikes midnight I will be done. My life will return to normal. I cannot wait. Randy gets home tonight after seven long weeks of training.
I am so ready to be in his arms again. I am done playing the single Mommy. I am done being alone. I miss his touch, and his smell.
My sweet little boy comes in at night and gets in our bed and says Mommy I will sleep with you, I know you don't like to sleep alone, you always make Daddy sleep with you. It totally cracks me up. He is right, I miss him being next to me at night, the extra security that it provides.
Randy, you are my rock. I have missed you more than you will ever know. Thank you for making such a sacrifice and going through this so we will be able to have much more time as a family from here on. I love you.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Happy Birthday to Sage!!
Sage my dog, she is one today. So Happy Birthday to her!! We got her last May when she was nine weeks old. She has become an important member of our family. I have posted before about how much I love my dogs. Sage brought it out a part of me that I think I had lost.
As a kid I loved my animals. All animals actually, even worms. I used to want to play with all of them, and not let any of them feel left out. I used to put the worms down the hot metal slide, thinking I was being nice, when I was causing them to die a slow and painful death.
We had a cat who had kittens, I wouldn't play with one, I had to carry all six at once so the others wouldn't be left out. It is much who I still am today. I never want anyone to feel like they aren't important to me, so I try to include them how ever I may.
As a kid I seriously believed when I was at Church my animals were at the animal Church, I wanted them to be righteous too. I talked to them, I loved them, they were my friends.
I think I forgot how much I enjoyed them until we got Sage. She has been my buddy. She is the sweetest girl and has brought a part of my childhood back to me. I see the same light in my kids eyes. They have that love and passion for animals. My son even asked me if they went to Church!
So Sage's birthday is important. She has become a part of our family! We took her to Utah with us when she was 10 weeks old, she was the best traveler!! She has been a terrific companion for our family. I put her in obedience classes and took her through advanced. She has become a very well mannered girl also.
One thing about labs, is they are puppies for two years, so I am grateful we have the first year down and I still love her lots!
So Happy Birthday Girl!!
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Four Years
Four years ago today my friend Jared committed suicide. I still remember his cousin coming over to tell me. It didn't seem real, I felt like I was in a horrible dream. I couldn't believe at just 22, his life was over.
As a new mother, I held my 3 month old son and wept for how his sweet mother Janice must be feeling. I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain that had to be in her heart. Janice and I have stayed very close since this. I want her to always know how much she and her husband are loved. And also how much we all still love Jared.
Jared was a good friend through High School. I moved my sophomore year to a new school and he was one of my first friends, and ended up being one of my best friends. It is hard to imagine that the class president from my Senior class won't be there. We were a tight group, just 33 of us, so his presence will and is greatly missed.
It hit me today that it had been four years, it is hard to believe it has been that long. I called Janice and we talked about him, and she told me that a few of his friends were really in a dark place at the time, and after seeing what his death caused, all of the sorrow, they got the help they needed. She is so grateful that his death could help save others.
Part of the reason I posted this is for people to realize it happens. I have not dealt with depression in my life, and had not been exposed to it. But this has brought a great awareness for me. It is a very real thing, that many people suffer with in silence.
To anyone who reads this, if you are struggling with depression or having suicidal thoughts, please get help. If you know someone who is struggling, please reach out to them. You may save their life. You never know the impact your kindness and friendship will have on someone. We all go through struggles in our life, many are not seen, but you are loved. Never forget how much our Heavenly Father loves you, you are a Child of God. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and reach out to those around you. Let those who love and care about you help you.
As a new mother, I held my 3 month old son and wept for how his sweet mother Janice must be feeling. I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain that had to be in her heart. Janice and I have stayed very close since this. I want her to always know how much she and her husband are loved. And also how much we all still love Jared.
Jared was a good friend through High School. I moved my sophomore year to a new school and he was one of my first friends, and ended up being one of my best friends. It is hard to imagine that the class president from my Senior class won't be there. We were a tight group, just 33 of us, so his presence will and is greatly missed.
It hit me today that it had been four years, it is hard to believe it has been that long. I called Janice and we talked about him, and she told me that a few of his friends were really in a dark place at the time, and after seeing what his death caused, all of the sorrow, they got the help they needed. She is so grateful that his death could help save others.
Part of the reason I posted this is for people to realize it happens. I have not dealt with depression in my life, and had not been exposed to it. But this has brought a great awareness for me. It is a very real thing, that many people suffer with in silence.
To anyone who reads this, if you are struggling with depression or having suicidal thoughts, please get help. If you know someone who is struggling, please reach out to them. You may save their life. You never know the impact your kindness and friendship will have on someone. We all go through struggles in our life, many are not seen, but you are loved. Never forget how much our Heavenly Father loves you, you are a Child of God. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and reach out to those around you. Let those who love and care about you help you.
Best Marriage Advice Ever!
You know when you get married everyone wants to give you advice. The don't go to bed angry. Always go to bed together. Be a good wife and get up and make your husband breakfast. The whole list of the standard things you are told.
We received some advice from someone, and for the life of me I cannot remember who it is, dangit! The advice was if you get in a fight, and chances are you will, Fight Naked! I remember thinking yeah right, like that will do me any good, I will be too embarrassed to do anything and hide. But it I believe is the best advice ever.
For us Women we strip and everything we were talking about with our husbands, well it goes right out the window. Their eyes glaze over and all they think it, my wife is naked, my wife is naked. You win, no question about it. And really you can't stay that upset if you are stripping your clothes off while in an argument, anyways I know I can't.
This works terrific for the newlyweds, it is more difficult to do though once the children are born. But it will work if you get into your room and just lock the door.
Another blessing of this, is it does encourage you to make up sooner! So to everyone out there not sure what to do in a fight with your honey, I challenge you to fight naked next time, see what happens!
We received some advice from someone, and for the life of me I cannot remember who it is, dangit! The advice was if you get in a fight, and chances are you will, Fight Naked! I remember thinking yeah right, like that will do me any good, I will be too embarrassed to do anything and hide. But it I believe is the best advice ever.
For us Women we strip and everything we were talking about with our husbands, well it goes right out the window. Their eyes glaze over and all they think it, my wife is naked, my wife is naked. You win, no question about it. And really you can't stay that upset if you are stripping your clothes off while in an argument, anyways I know I can't.
This works terrific for the newlyweds, it is more difficult to do though once the children are born. But it will work if you get into your room and just lock the door.
Another blessing of this, is it does encourage you to make up sooner! So to everyone out there not sure what to do in a fight with your honey, I challenge you to fight naked next time, see what happens!
Monday, March 13, 2006
Monday Madness
Sadly I dropped my husband off at the airport last night, but I was also a little excited. It was the last time I will have to do that. I am anxious for this week to fly by!
Monday's are a little bit of an off day for us right now. The kids miss Daddy, they are confused why Mommy would just drop him off and leave him there. And we are trying to get back into the synch of things. My sweet man woke promptly at 6AM, way too early!! I convinced him to snuggle with me for a hour before getting up and doing all the Mommy duties of the day.
After a sluggish morning getting the kids their Eggo's and me downing my Special K we finally got a little motivation. I am currently doing the Special K Diet. Today is the first day of my second week. I don't own a scale but I do feel thinner, so we'll see what I think at the end of it. I managed to get my kids and I to the gym! Hooray!! I got five days in last week, and hope to do the same this week. I got in a good 90 minute workout. It is amazing how much better I feel after that.
The kids are still a little tired, and ornery. It is understandable though, it is hard having Dad gone so much lately. Maybe we can do some extra fun activities this week. I am hoping to either go see Grandma and Grandpa for a day and the feed the ducks, or find something really fun to do here. (Not sure if that is possible.)
Anyways.. Monday's are a little crazy here, but nothing we can't handle. Just smile and take it with stride right? It will be Friday before you know it!
Monday's are a little bit of an off day for us right now. The kids miss Daddy, they are confused why Mommy would just drop him off and leave him there. And we are trying to get back into the synch of things. My sweet man woke promptly at 6AM, way too early!! I convinced him to snuggle with me for a hour before getting up and doing all the Mommy duties of the day.
After a sluggish morning getting the kids their Eggo's and me downing my Special K we finally got a little motivation. I am currently doing the Special K Diet. Today is the first day of my second week. I don't own a scale but I do feel thinner, so we'll see what I think at the end of it. I managed to get my kids and I to the gym! Hooray!! I got five days in last week, and hope to do the same this week. I got in a good 90 minute workout. It is amazing how much better I feel after that.
The kids are still a little tired, and ornery. It is understandable though, it is hard having Dad gone so much lately. Maybe we can do some extra fun activities this week. I am hoping to either go see Grandma and Grandpa for a day and the feed the ducks, or find something really fun to do here. (Not sure if that is possible.)
Anyways.. Monday's are a little crazy here, but nothing we can't handle. Just smile and take it with stride right? It will be Friday before you know it!
Friday, March 10, 2006
Another Week Down
Six weeks ago when Randy started his training I thought how am I going to do this alone? How will I make it through seven weeks of him being gone, home for about 40 hours on the weekends. How will I stay sane? How do I go that long without the love of my life? How do I keep the house clean, and try to get it sold? How do I find the next one? Can I really handle all of this? Why me, why now?
Amazingly I am doing it. I am managing to keep the house clean, the kids dressed and clean, and get it all done. I have a new found confidence in my skills as a Mother and as a housekeeper and wife. I feel like I am able to do it all, and be okay.
I prayed and prayed that I wouldn't have to do this alone again, (I did it for five weeks once.) But I had to. I truly believed that my house would sell before the training began so I could stay with my parents and not be alone. It didn't happen that way. I understand why now. I needed to realize how much I am able to do, and that I am doing a good job.
I have learned to not yell at my children, what a great blessing that is for my children, but especially me. The tone has changed. I am already seeing the blessings in my life.
I have found more fun things to do with my children to keep them happy and entertained. I have been challenged and I feel I have risen to the occasion. I do not always feel like I succeed, but I am this time. I feel good about that!
I miss Randy, oh how I miss him. I feel I value him even more now. He is the best man in the world. He is my Knight in Shining Armor, my Prince Charming. I miss just being near him, and I cannot wait to see him soon. I am incomplete without him. I feel it is good to realize just how much you need and love your other half.
I have started back at the gym, it is so good for me. It gives me a chance to just be. To focus on myself and I just feel all around better. The kids enjoy the break, and the chance to play with some other kids.
Through it all I have felt my Heavenly Father's loving hand. I have felt His Spirit when I have most needed it. I have felt His guidance, and He has brought me peace and given me the strength to do it when I had so many things going wrong when Randy left. He has blessed me so very much and I am so grateful. I know that He is in control and that all the details will fall into place as we relent control and give it to Him. Let Him lead us, go willingly and blindly He will teach us so very much. How grateful I am for a loving Father who is aware of my needs, even better than I am, what a terrific blessing.
Another week down, next week is the last full week. I can do it, I believe in myself, but most importantly my Father believes in me.
Amazingly I am doing it. I am managing to keep the house clean, the kids dressed and clean, and get it all done. I have a new found confidence in my skills as a Mother and as a housekeeper and wife. I feel like I am able to do it all, and be okay.
I prayed and prayed that I wouldn't have to do this alone again, (I did it for five weeks once.) But I had to. I truly believed that my house would sell before the training began so I could stay with my parents and not be alone. It didn't happen that way. I understand why now. I needed to realize how much I am able to do, and that I am doing a good job.
I have learned to not yell at my children, what a great blessing that is for my children, but especially me. The tone has changed. I am already seeing the blessings in my life.
I have found more fun things to do with my children to keep them happy and entertained. I have been challenged and I feel I have risen to the occasion. I do not always feel like I succeed, but I am this time. I feel good about that!
I miss Randy, oh how I miss him. I feel I value him even more now. He is the best man in the world. He is my Knight in Shining Armor, my Prince Charming. I miss just being near him, and I cannot wait to see him soon. I am incomplete without him. I feel it is good to realize just how much you need and love your other half.
I have started back at the gym, it is so good for me. It gives me a chance to just be. To focus on myself and I just feel all around better. The kids enjoy the break, and the chance to play with some other kids.
Through it all I have felt my Heavenly Father's loving hand. I have felt His Spirit when I have most needed it. I have felt His guidance, and He has brought me peace and given me the strength to do it when I had so many things going wrong when Randy left. He has blessed me so very much and I am so grateful. I know that He is in control and that all the details will fall into place as we relent control and give it to Him. Let Him lead us, go willingly and blindly He will teach us so very much. How grateful I am for a loving Father who is aware of my needs, even better than I am, what a terrific blessing.
Another week down, next week is the last full week. I can do it, I believe in myself, but most importantly my Father believes in me.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Yeller Update!
I am proud to say that for over a week now, since March 1st, I have no yelled at my children. What a blessing it has been to me, and to my children. I have seen a great difference in their behavior, and my days seem a little easier. Each day the desire to yell goes away a little more. I am so grateful for the Ensign Article that really inspired me. I feel I am a better parent because of it. I like me better.
I am patting myself on the back and saying good job. I am doing it!
I am patting myself on the back and saying good job. I am doing it!
Monday, March 06, 2006
The Good Ow!
My abs hurt, my legs are sore, my butt hurts too! Tomorrow my arms, and chest will be feeling this way too. It is the best pain in the world. I love it, it makes me feel like I did something grand. I made it to the gym today for the first time since I went on hiatus in December. I didn't want to take the break, I had been going consistently for six months when I stopped. My Lupus went out of control and I didn't have the energy to drag my butt there. Ironic because working out is supposed to help with the fatigue, but I had too many other issues besides that. So slowly with all my meds I am finally feeling like I can jump back into my old routine.
I worked my butt off today, I spent a good chunk of time doing cardio, and then on to weights, my absolute favorite part of working out. I love lifting, and the more I can lift, the happier I am. I do the cardio because it is good for me, but honestly I find it to be pure torture. I wouldn't mind if I was running up and down the Basketball court, but just to run, or do the elliptical for fun? Yeah I would rather pull each leg hair out one by one, that would be more fun for me. But I like the health benefits, you know the healthy heart thing.
I didn't realize how much I had missed it. It is me time. I can go and just think. I can clear my mind. I have a few minutes of the day where I am not being touched, not being needed, just focusing on myself. I love the results also. I am so much more confident in me when I am working out. I swear I see *instant* results, like my butt looks a little tighter. The stretch marks are disappearing from all my ab workouts.. (okay not really, but I can hope right?) I feel like I am so much happier when I am active and working my butt off. I love to sit down and night and hurt. It means I really challenged my body, and that I am doing something to make it stronger.
I am setting a goal of going a minimum of four days a week, but I hope to go more. I know that four is attainable. I went six days a week all last summer until my little man went to preschool, but that gets a bit obsessive for me. I need balance. Hopefully once the weather is warm I will take the dogs on walks/jogs for my cardio, much better than being stuck inside going nowhere. The good ow, it motivates me, helps me to get my butt in gear.. And summer is coming, I want to look good in my swimsuit!!
I worked my butt off today, I spent a good chunk of time doing cardio, and then on to weights, my absolute favorite part of working out. I love lifting, and the more I can lift, the happier I am. I do the cardio because it is good for me, but honestly I find it to be pure torture. I wouldn't mind if I was running up and down the Basketball court, but just to run, or do the elliptical for fun? Yeah I would rather pull each leg hair out one by one, that would be more fun for me. But I like the health benefits, you know the healthy heart thing.
I didn't realize how much I had missed it. It is me time. I can go and just think. I can clear my mind. I have a few minutes of the day where I am not being touched, not being needed, just focusing on myself. I love the results also. I am so much more confident in me when I am working out. I swear I see *instant* results, like my butt looks a little tighter. The stretch marks are disappearing from all my ab workouts.. (okay not really, but I can hope right?) I feel like I am so much happier when I am active and working my butt off. I love to sit down and night and hurt. It means I really challenged my body, and that I am doing something to make it stronger.
I am setting a goal of going a minimum of four days a week, but I hope to go more. I know that four is attainable. I went six days a week all last summer until my little man went to preschool, but that gets a bit obsessive for me. I need balance. Hopefully once the weather is warm I will take the dogs on walks/jogs for my cardio, much better than being stuck inside going nowhere. The good ow, it motivates me, helps me to get my butt in gear.. And summer is coming, I want to look good in my swimsuit!!
Sunday, March 05, 2006
My commitment
Wednesday, March 1st, 2006 I made a commitment to myself and to my family I was not going to yell at my children anymore. Quite a big commitment huh? I read a great article and decided I was stopping it here and now. Now I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea, I wasn't being verbally abusive. But I did yell, and I always felt like crap after I did. So I decided I am done. No more yelling Knock it off, get to your room, or anything. So I figure if I put my commitment out there, I am really going to have to stick to it right??
I am proud to announce that I have not yelled at my kids since then. I have wanted to, and it has been very hard not to, but I haven't. I have been giving myself a ton of pats on the back, and just keep thinking I can do this, and I will do this. I don't want my kids growing up remembering Mommy yelling all the time.
I was proud of myself son even gave my little girl a bloody nose, she punched him first in the eye, and I didn't yell. We were driving to Grandma's house, so we did timeout once we got there. I think they have been testing me a ton, but I am doing it. I explained to my son that I wasn't going to yell anymore, and he was like ohh Mommy that is good, did you know that yelling is a SIN? And a Sin comes from Satan, he is the DEVIL! He is quite proud of me and keeps encouraging me. He is 4, and he is a terrific motivator. I can tell a difference in me, and I am liking it.
They say it takes 21 days to make a habit and just 3 days to break it. I am going to do this. I am 5 days in, I am doing well. I know I have been a little short at times, but that is way better than yelling. Anyone else want to join me?
Anyone have tips on what they do instead of yelling?
I am proud to announce that I have not yelled at my kids since then. I have wanted to, and it has been very hard not to, but I haven't. I have been giving myself a ton of pats on the back, and just keep thinking I can do this, and I will do this. I don't want my kids growing up remembering Mommy yelling all the time.
I was proud of myself son even gave my little girl a bloody nose, she punched him first in the eye, and I didn't yell. We were driving to Grandma's house, so we did timeout once we got there. I think they have been testing me a ton, but I am doing it. I explained to my son that I wasn't going to yell anymore, and he was like ohh Mommy that is good, did you know that yelling is a SIN? And a Sin comes from Satan, he is the DEVIL! He is quite proud of me and keeps encouraging me. He is 4, and he is a terrific motivator. I can tell a difference in me, and I am liking it.
They say it takes 21 days to make a habit and just 3 days to break it. I am going to do this. I am 5 days in, I am doing well. I know I have been a little short at times, but that is way better than yelling. Anyone else want to join me?
Anyone have tips on what they do instead of yelling?
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Sleeping Angels
I have Sleeping Angels at my house. They are curled up sleeping and sweet as can be. My daughter loves to go to bed. At night she brings me her blankie and says Mama, Nigh Nigh. And off to bed we go, we say prayer I tuck her in and she is out like that. I love putting her to bed, it is a sweet time. My son will go to bed, not quite as willingly, but after prayer he tends to sit there and smile and giggle, and go to sleep. It is a sweet moment.... most of the time.
I absolutely love to go in and watch them sleep. I love to hear the sweet little noises they make from yelling, screaming, (it totally cracks me up) to the snores, and the little grunts and groans. They are sweet precious sounds. All though my son has informed me that when we move he wants his room far far away from his sister because she snores so loud. I personally have never witnessed this, but whatever.
At the end of a rough day I can go in and watch them sleep and the day is quickly forgotten, and the love I have for my children comes pouring in, making me wonder how I ever lived without them. It makes tomorrow seem conquerable, and like I can accomplish anything.
I am grateful that they sleep the 12-13 hours every night, it gives me a chance to rest, but it also gives them that much more energy. They wake up with more zest for life each day. Maybe if I did what they did, I would too.
Well I am off to check on my Sleeping Angels, to kiss their heads and cover them up and enjoy the sweet moment.
I absolutely love to go in and watch them sleep. I love to hear the sweet little noises they make from yelling, screaming, (it totally cracks me up) to the snores, and the little grunts and groans. They are sweet precious sounds. All though my son has informed me that when we move he wants his room far far away from his sister because she snores so loud. I personally have never witnessed this, but whatever.
At the end of a rough day I can go in and watch them sleep and the day is quickly forgotten, and the love I have for my children comes pouring in, making me wonder how I ever lived without them. It makes tomorrow seem conquerable, and like I can accomplish anything.
I am grateful that they sleep the 12-13 hours every night, it gives me a chance to rest, but it also gives them that much more energy. They wake up with more zest for life each day. Maybe if I did what they did, I would too.
Well I am off to check on my Sleeping Angels, to kiss their heads and cover them up and enjoy the sweet moment.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Wahhhhhhh
I became a Mom a little over four years ago, I never cried before I became a Mom. But since I have been a Mom, I swear the water works won't stop. I really don't like to cry. My face gets all blotchy and it looks like I have hives. So I always get a little embarrassed. Here are some examples of stuff I cry easily over.
Two weeks ago my Dad found out that their dog Oreo, who we got when I was a sophomore in HS, that ran away almost two years ago is alive. They found him, he is out in the country and they are leaving him, but to know he is alive, I couldn't stop crying. I was so happy he was okay. Before motherhood I would have never cried at that.
I hear good news, and the tears are rolling.
I go to Church and someone is giving a talk and they start to tear up, and even if I am not really feeling it, I cry. I have sympathy crying, I swear I can't see anyone cry and not cry myself.
Something about being a Mom made my tear ducts hyper active. I cry if I am happy, sad, mad, confused, heck I cry for everything anymore. What did my kids do to me?
Two weeks ago my Dad found out that their dog Oreo, who we got when I was a sophomore in HS, that ran away almost two years ago is alive. They found him, he is out in the country and they are leaving him, but to know he is alive, I couldn't stop crying. I was so happy he was okay. Before motherhood I would have never cried at that.
I hear good news, and the tears are rolling.
I go to Church and someone is giving a talk and they start to tear up, and even if I am not really feeling it, I cry. I have sympathy crying, I swear I can't see anyone cry and not cry myself.
Something about being a Mom made my tear ducts hyper active. I cry if I am happy, sad, mad, confused, heck I cry for everything anymore. What did my kids do to me?
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