What's on the Schedule?

This week is officially spring break for the public schools here in town. My husband is a middle school teacher and I've had his help all week! He's been waking up with the kids and letting me sleep in. Monday morning as I was lazily "waking up" I realized that my husband has a soccer tournament this week. (He's a high school soccer coach) While looking at my calendar I find that my baby boy, Milo had a well child doctor appointment...at 9am. The time was 8:36am! I was running around like a crazy person. First I got Milo out of his bed,  put him in the high chair, and fed him some Captain Crunch Cereal. Maybe Captain Crunch is not the healthiest with all the sugar it contains but my kids lovr it!  ;-) Back to my story, I ran to my closet and threw on my clothes and shoes. I did the quickest hairstyle I know, a messy bun, I grabbed Milo put his clothes on, mind you,  while he screamed the entire time. Last I added our jackets, by this time it was already 8:56. I just knew we would be late and you know those clinics... they despise it when you're late for an appointment! Thankfully we live only a few short blocks from the clinic. We made it right on time 9:00 on the dot! What a whirlwind morning!

I hate, hate, hate, being late but what I hate more is forgetting. Why is it that after 4 children I have what seems no memory left? Am I that distracted or is there some type of chemical imbalance within my body? Whatever the reason I feel insane. At the appointment we found Milo was  weezy while he breathed. He had a breathing treatment in the office and then had immunizations. In the end it was a 2 hour doctor appointment. This was one of those mornings, in not gonna lie, that I didn't really want to be a mom.I would have rather taken my time and relaxed with my coffee. But relaxing is just not something a mom can do easily, at least not for me. But I truly am grateful for each of these little kiddos.  They are a lot of work, a lot, but I know that work is worth it. One day my children will no longer be children but adults and I want them to be successful, kind, loving, compassionate, smart and hard working. Those traits do not usually happen naturally it takes parental guidance and a heap of work. I'm willing to do all it takes with God's help!  

Where Should I Sit?

Today is Sunday! A week ago my husband picked my son up from children's church after the morning service at our local church. Shortly after Brian informed me that he caught our eldest son sitting in the "bad seat" because he was talking with his buddy during their service. Of course, my husband and I were not pleased in the least. We told my son that he must behave and listen to his teacher and that maybe sitting next to his buddy wasn't the wisest choice. He seemed to listen to what we had to say but anyone who has raised a child knows that sometimes...they just...don't...listen! Today I didn't think much of it.

After the church service this week Eli runs up to me, "Mom! Mom! I won the best boy prize today because I sat next to Brooklyn!" I was so excited for many reasons. I was happy for Eli because he was happy, he listened, his dad and I did the right thing and it worked! I had no idea that he would turn full circle and be the best in children's church. This experience and choice was a success to my motherhood and quite honestly tomorrow he may be terrible and off the wall but we can celebrate because he made the right choice, today!

"I wouldn't want to be you!"

I have neglected my blog for quite a while many reasons. Our home has been a little crazy most of the time, busy all the time and scary... only half of the time. Since my last post in 2012 I have added to my motherhood two amazing children. If I haven't already told you let me remind you I currently have a five year old boy Eli who is creative and loves to learn. A three year old glamorous little girl Bella who loves sparkles, a two year old girl Lily who is daring, ambitious and teaches me patience every day and my baby, Milo is a sweet and smiley one year old (I don't count months) who loves to be silly.A few months ago, I was at the store with my children and I usually hear comments such as, "You have your hands full!", "Are they all yours?" and "Are they twins?" as much as I can hardly stand such irritating comments I have learned to both expect and deal with these silly comments from complete strangers. On this particular day the kids were not being the angels I hope they would be at the store. The photo below is a typical shopping day when I take all four kids by myself. We live in a small town Wal-Mart is our local shopping store. I must add that as much as I love Target, for one our town does not have one and for two I am a stay at home mom...I can not always afford Target's usual prices. Back to my story...My daughters on this day were sitting next to each other and fighting when Lily screamed... mind you it was one scream but it was a scream just the same. I talked to my youngest and told her we do not scream in the store. There to my right was an older woman, she looked at my and said, "I wouldn't want to be you!" I was astonished at her comment this comment made all other comments seem like compliments! I could not believe my ears, following my shock I brightly told the "elderly woman" "Well, I actually love my life, it's pretty great." She looked at me like I was crazy. All afternoon I thought of the incident. I thought perhaps that woman was old and alone knowing no joy in children, maybe she did have children and raised them herself with regret. I knew that whatever the case she was unhappy and probably regretful. Soon I began to think of my life, being a mom is hard and on several days I cry and cry but when I see my children smile and for what seems like the first time ever, play together without a fight and say, "mommy, I love you." I don't regret my life, not in any way whether it is through being a mother or just life in general. Everything happens for a reason and my children, whether you believe it or not, are a gift from God each one no matter how silly they may act. I am blessed beyond measure for this responsibility of raising each one, which I do not take lightly. When I proceed to tell others the ages, or birthdays of each child many people are overwhelmed just hearing how my children are all about 15 months apart. The next thought for them is that either I am completely insane or a superhero in disguise. I may possibly be, at times, a little of both but honestly I am just a mom it's just as hard for me as you think it would be for you. I take it day by day and moment by moment keeping calm when I want to scream and yes sometimes I do scream but I love my life and what I do and wouldn't trade it for the world!