Sunday, November 22, 2009

Wild With Whimsy

And these perfect photos are why I BEG..BEG..BEG the Lord for a little girl of our own to add to our bay of blue in our house. Our boys are pretty adorable...remember this...

I've made tutus for my nieces (See our oldest modeling one above)...but I love the wild whimsy of this tutu!  I think I may have to make one of my own...well, not for me, but for my cedar chest that sits at the end of our bed (or hope chest as I like to call it!).


Sunday, November 15, 2009

I Can Feel It

Dreams can mean so many things....or so they say.

But how do you explain this one...or am I just weird? 

Often times while dreaming, I can feel skates on my feet, ice beneathe them, and then see myself jumping and spinning.  It's the craziest thing, but I can feel it.

See, I skated from the time I could walk. And like all skaters, dreamed beyond the possible.  I always wanted to be at the Olympics.  When I was a sophomore in high school, my coach, my mom, could no longer skate along side me, and there my skating ended.

But, I can feel it.  The ice under my feet.

I feel the rotation of the jumps. The pull of the spins.  I love it.

I cannot wait to get my skates back on this winter.  You'll see me at the outdoor rink, gliding, spinning, and rotating to the music in my heart.  I love skating.

Until then, I'll keep feeling it in my dreams. 

And my plan is to get my little spices onto the ice with me this winter.  Hockey skates are on mama's Christmas shopping list this year. :)


Sunday, November 8, 2009

Leaf Me Alone

The boys and I are enjoying the first of three weekends of quality time together. We've jumped in leaf piles, had a date night at Pizza Hut, and watched Mary Poppins all cuddled up on the couch.
I loved be Leaf-t Alone with my boys.  Hubby is enjoying his time in the Northland, and we're enjoying our time together.


Friday, November 6, 2009

I'll Adjust.

I've always had a lot of change in my life.  I switched schools often due to location of our home, my parents divorced, we moved, our family situation changed again and again. In fact, I've come to like change really, and seriously wonder how I will take life when it may become stagnant and have little change.  Not surprising, life has rarely become even close to stagnant.

Today I was talking to a new friend (yes, I've been blessed with many new friends, all comes with change) and he asked how my new job was going and I didn't have an answer. Suddenly out of my mouth came a profound statement that I had not even considered, "I'm adjusting." 

What!?  "I'm adjusting?"  Is that the best I could reply?  Goodness me, you'd think I'd come up with something a little more professional, a little more...sugar-coated, but there it was.  "I'm adjusting."

It's the truth.  I am adjusting.  I hadn't considered that, but I am.  I went from being a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful boys, the best gifts God has EVER given me, aside from salvation, and *POOF* I'm now working full time.  It all happened so fast...and I didn't have time to two weeks later...I'm adjusting.  I'm now working full time with 14 toddlers at our church.  It truly is an amazing opportunity that God literally placed in my lap in an instant.  I couldn't be more...well, what would the emotion be?  Happy..yes, I'm happy about being there.  It's my church home afterall, and the people I work with in the childcare and preschool are above and beyond wonderful.  I'm in rare company with the phenomenal people that comprise the ministry at our church.  I feel blessed.  That's about the best word to describe me right now.  I am however, adjusting.

I'm adjusting to working again. 
I'm adjusting to new coworkers, new children, new administration, and a new title.
I'm adjusting to not being solely in-charge all of the time and working as a cohesive team.
I'm adjusting to not seeing my our beautiful boys every minute of everyday.
I'm adjusting to having sick children (they are picking up every germ)
I'm adjusting to these new people not knowing the real, true, me. 

I'm adjusting.  That's just it, and as it came spewing out of my mouth, I was take aback.  But,  it's the perfect explanation for how I am feeling. 

We're making headway, though, the boys, Aaron and I.  I know I'm not alone in this change.  We're a family.

We're adjusting....together.



Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Wordless Wednesday- Enough Said.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Truth.

The Truth.
It isn't something we all like to see or even acknowledge all of the time.  It's something I sometimes like to avoid altogether, and to be quite honest, like to ignore.

The Truth is, is that the truth isn't always our ideal. 

The Truth is, is that my "ME" has become someone other than who I really am, and really, who I want to be.  I've become more crabby, more irritable, and more, Not Me.  In fact, I have been struggling to figure out who "Me" really is and trying to get back to the "Me" I was before I became, quite truthfully, a stay at home mom. But when I am home with "my boys" I am happy, excited, full of life, and energetic.  It's when someone or something enters the realm of "ME" that isn't something I planned on being part of "ME" that changes who I am.

The Truth.

The Truth being that we must all endure changes, events, and parts of life that, quite truthfully, are not "ME" at all. I'm blessed with God-given talents, friends, and family that keep me grounded in who I am, and help direct me back, when I go astray from the "ME" I want to be.

The Truth is, is that I bum myself out when I feel conflicted with sadness for the parts of "ME" that were "ME" before.  A new friend of mine has talked to me about being content with the Now that God has provided me with.  The Truth is, is that I am not content, I am sad, mad, frustrated and confused as to why I feel this sense of loss over who I was, instead of being content with who I AM today. 

Get what I mean?

My Truth is that I love my family, friends, and all of the surprises on the path laid before me, but I need to learn to be content with the new.  The new friends, the new happenings, and the facets of, well, ME.


Monday, November 2, 2009

Not Me Monday- First Edition

Today is my first "Not Me" Monday with all the friends and folks over at MckMama's site.  It's a hilarious way to start off the week and to make light of the things that happen that may, well, not be very "me" at all.

I haven't been keeping tabs, and I've been so forgetful, that I'll have to start jotting down ALL of the "not me's" that occur and all the "not my child's" that frequent our household.

It wasn't me that took a break during Sunday's bi-annual Vikings versus Packers game.  I didn't leave the dinner table with my delicious over-the-top nachos, go up to our bedroom, turn on the game and enjoy my dinner in silence, while watching the Packers and all their devoted "Cheeseheads" turn a little more than moldy.

It wasn't me that allowed our littlest spice to enjoy chocolate bar after chocolate bar during the time that the biggest spice was out trick or treating.  He had a fever and we weren't letting him out to enjoy the festivities, hoping the warmth and downtime would heal his sick little bod.  The deal needed to be sweetened.

It wasn't me who squeezed the paint bottle a little too hard, which exploded all over a sweet toddler's face, filling his face, blonde hair, and clean clothing with festive orange washable tempera paint. Nope, NOT ME.

A New Day

Today I have decided to come back to blogging.  I really enjoy it, and as I see it, it is my way to make new friends, share stories, and "give back" to society thru cyberspace.  I closed my incredibly busy other blog formerly known as Miracles on Mama Street, where I shared much of what I will here, bur here, I intend to have a little less chaos and an easier format (I have a tendency to shoot for the moon). 

So, welcome friends!  Take off your shoes, make yourselves at home, interact, and enjoy a sense of community!  I look forward to getting to know each of you!

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