Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A real connection

By the time Heather went to college, we could (& quite often did) finish each other's sentences.
To us, interrupting was not rude. Being interrupted or interrupting someone to finish a sentence was a sign of a real connection. "I get you" unspoken.

This isn't universal, I'm learning. I first learned it making new friends in college smack-dab in the middle of the USA. By the end of my first semester, I was convinced that what Heather & I had was irreplaceable & she was getting married & living 1,000 miles away, so I was doomed.

Then came Kate. And Sophomore year brought along life-long friends (& a beautiful line of bridesmaids!) Gretty, A, Annie, Ellie (among other Bowie girls). Each so different. But we "got" each other. Could & did finish each other's sentences & totally understood the importance of arriving at the Caf at 5:11 even though we were starving at 4:30 when it opened.

Authentic friendship is just as important to me as an LBD.

If I thought I was doomed in Springfield, MO, imagine how I felt when we took up residence deep in the heart of Texas 3 years ago. Once again, God has blessed me with friends that "get" me & vice versa (though, I'm working on re-defining interrupting).

This month should be a nice breath of fresh air for me with Heather coming this weekend and a reunion with some East Side Girls after Easter. I'm pumped. I turned the calendar over to April on Sunday! Couldn't wait.

All of this came to me this morning.
Silence in the car as we drove to the next stop.
No song seemed fitting today, so no music.

Out of the silence, completely unprompted, Carter & I began singing the same line of the same song at the same time!!!

Like only Heather & Gretty & Dan & I have done before.

I don't always enjoy him, I can't always relate, but our connection has totally surprised me! Like when he called Lilah "Lilah-lujah!" the other day. Or when he makes up a song to his thoughts while going about the day. I hang onto these things he obviously gets from me, when say, he randomly runs up & knocks me over or chooses to play in the muddy flower bed over the plethora of outdoor toys.

PS: Also pictured, is Tara, friend & sister. I'll have to do a thank God for sister-in-laws post. Pin It

Monday, March 30, 2009

eyebrow wax, please

Went in for an eyebrow wax this afternoon. Love this local Asian lady. Easy to get in & out. She's no Anastasia, but she's accurate.

"You want eyebrow?"

"Yes. Please." (smiling. feeling less tired mommy & more manicured lady already)


WHHAAAAAAAAAT? LIP?! Do I need that? Oh my gosh! No one's ever said anything! I hadn't noticed.

Feeling like I'd been walking around town without my pants on, I agreed. "Yes. Thanks."

Put away your magnifying mirror, now lady. If I need wrinkle cream, I'd rather not know it until after I hit 30, thanks! Pin It

Wednesday, March 25, 2009


I'm a multi-tasker. A fan of double-duty.

Double-duty items.
My moisturizer evens out my skin tone and has SPF 50, does not clog pores, oh yeah...also moisturizes.

Double-duty activities.
The park, for example. Carter digs in the sand, runs, climbs, and swings his way to a good nap, Lilah is entertained or napping soundly, and I get to catch up on all the phone calls I have not returned, achieving a healthy glow.

(Yes. I do climb & dig along with him, lest you judge me.)

Multi-tasking is not something I've worked on. It's natural. Sure, this is an asset to me. Moreso to my husband who looks at me puzzled when I suggest that if he's going to sit & watch the news, maybe he could hold Lilah while she drinks her bottle. Let's just say he has mastered the art of doing just one thing at a time.

On that note, this quality may be working against my quality of life.

I've noticed that even when both kids take naps at the same time and I am "relaxing", I don't feel refreshed. Right now, for example I am "relaxing": typing this entry while I'm catching up on the Regis & Kelly interview with Reese Witherspoon that I DVRed this morning. I'm taking emails as they come in on my Phone, waiting for the laundry cycle to complete, and for my nails to dry.

If I take a bath, I read a book or magazine. And I don't take a bath if I have nothing to read. I'd be bored to tears if I just sat there!

I run into trouble when I impose my multi-tasking on my one-thing-at-a-time husband. Yes.
But, if I enjoy three things, do I lose the affect of "enjoyment" if I do all three at once?

I started self-evaluating on this the other night. Our kids went to bed. Dan & I sat down to watch a movie he'd rented as a treat for us before he went out of town. I grabbed a blanket to snuggle next to him with and...the laptop to do a search I'd been wanting to do.

"I thought we were going to watch this together?"
"We are."
I replied. Pin It

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

In my house are many ledges

In my house are many ledges. Pleasing to my I-don't-like-cookie-cutter-houses eye, but hard on the I-want-my-house-dust-free side of me. Until today, I had to get over the latter. At 5'4 even the ladder doesn't get me up there, with 12 foot ceilings. So my many ledges had much dust.

Dan's been on me to hire someone to come & clean since I was pregnant with Lilah. Now before you all shout "what is your problem, girl! hire someone." I have to defend myself. Sure, we could spend a monthly or quarterly fee for a house-cleaner, but I prefer to work hard & clean it myself, so that I can spend whatever extra money we have on vacations & dates/babysitters.

Today, I splurged & bought the microfiber reach cleaner for such ledges & ceiling fans that I've been eyeing at Bed Bath & Beyond for $19.99. Yep. My ledges are clean! Problem solved

Now for the hard water spots... Pin It

Monday, March 23, 2009

You wouldn't know just looking at him

Carter & I went grocery shopping this weekend. He can often be heard saying "I need to go to Target" or "Market Street. With such enthusiasm, how can I resist taking him along?

After two stops, with a trunk-full, I pulled into the garage.
Off with the seat belt.
Turned off the ignition.
"What, Carter?"
"The song! You turn off the music?" (hear: shock & awe)
"Oh. You want to listen to the rest of the song?"
"YES." (hear: of course!)

So I turned the stereo back on. He sat alone in the car bopping his head until the song was over.
He's mine. Passers-by have most likely wondered if I were babysitting my "white" friends' kid for the past 3 years. And relatives all agree he looks like Dan, with my mom's & Dan's dad's coloring.
Make no mistake, though people, he's mine.
And I thought I'd have nothing in common with a son.

Here he is at a year & a half with his "high pod". Pin It

Friday, March 20, 2009

Jon & Kate; really?

This has happened to me before. And I swore I'd never let it happen to me again. I felt like I knew the couple. I even dragged my new husband into my addiction to MTV @10pm EST, Monday night after Monday night.
Sure, there were times when I thought, "Gosh, that's gonna have to change" or "she won't get away with that for long". It seemed the marriage was based on authentic love and that each of them were in it for the long haul. I even felt like I could see myself in some of her antics. Or admired him because something he did reminded me of my husband.
First it was Nick & Jessica
And now, if you've seen the latest US Weekly or read the People magazine article "I didn't cheat on Kate" you're wondering the same thing I am "will they really split now, after all they've pulled together to make it through?"

I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP! Since they began filming in the new million $ home in Berks County, PA, I told Dan that I noticed a different kind of undertone to their typical banter in the interview chair. It seemed to me like they were distant from each other or something.

Then the preview for the season finale, all but overtly disclosing marital discord.

Here's to the Gosselin family. I recently began reading Multiple Blessings and know one thing for sure, you've been through your share of marriage-threatening issues before, you can come through this too! Take personal responsibility for your contribution to the problem, and CHANGE the only person you can, yourself. Pin It

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Potty training days



is inevitable when potty training a boy, I'm learning. Pin It

Saturday, March 14, 2009

O, we will battle

Dan has been out of town for 4 days. So I'm single parenting. And dare I say, with yet another day left, it has been smooth & enjoyable.
Biggest complaint: not one day with both napping at the same time for any length of time. It's starting to take its toll on me.
Today I was REALLY hoping for some solace, because today, my friend, is magazine day! That lovely day when a big fat new issue of your subscription arrives. 2 arrived today!
Did I mention Lilah is teething these days? Spent a good 45 minutes trying you-name-it to soothe her, nothing lasted long. I gave up. I laid her on a blanket in the living room with a toy. She screamed. I plopped my tired self next to her & decided to break open a new issue. She cried & whined me right out of that idea.
I got up to fill my very much used coffee mug and....silence. For the first time in like an hour, silence. Silence! What? Dare I even go in to see what is finally soothing her?
Yes. She was crumbling my magazine.

The conflict within.

O, the battles we'll have, little girl! Pin It

Friday, March 13, 2009

The circus is coming to town

There's one thing you'll hear me say about the small city that is the only home that our kids have known, and that is: I love the parks & family-oriented events this town offers. I have nothing to compare it with & I imagine raising the kids in a Metropolitan city would have fascinating opportunities, but I sure appreciate the great finds here.

This is Carter and the Barnum & Bailey clowns that took over Storytime this week. What a blast! Super advertisement for the circus that is coming to town.
Dan & Carter went to another circus last weekend, so Carter was familiar & not so awe-struck, but certainly laughed out loud (my favorite part).

Carter watched the clowns & Lilah watched Carter. Pin It

Wednesday, March 11, 2009


Lilah Sophia has loved her first week, first taste of food!

Hooray for Carrots!

Mommy bonus: now that I'm pureeing all these organic veges & fruits, I can finally put Jessica Seinfeld's cookbook to it's full use. Pin It

Thursday, March 5, 2009


without any prompting from me, he came home with an iPhone for me awhile back.

i never actually asked for one. inspite of the mounting appeal from different apps my friend had been telling me about and how i knew they'd both simplify & enhance my day-to-day life, i could never justify the monthly fee. i mean, really, i'm a stay-at-home mom. do i really need to spend $100 a month on the luxuries of an iPhone? no. (i won't even get into how many teenagers i've seen pulling them out and how envious i am that they have the parents willing to fork over the monthly charges.)

yes. iPhone has both simplified & enhanced my day-to-day life. it is a VERY welcome, fun, streamlined way to go about my stay-at-home-mom-business.

iPhone came. then a kid-free getaway to a beautiful resort, where we treated ourselves to our favorite indulgences.

nearly day after day brings with it another blessing. sometimes the blessing has been on the other side of a trial; it comes nevertheless.

still, contentment doesn't lie in getting what you want. it doesn't.

feelings fade. i'm starting to wonder if contentment is a feeling at all, since feelings are so futile. i'm thinking it's more of a state-of-being.

contentment & i have pretty much always been mutually exclusive.

i'm a "that's down. what's next?" person. i enjoy the wonderful things that come my way, but they don't sustain. i'm happy. grateful. just always looking forward to what may come.

i envy you, who are content. not complacent, but satisfied.

"I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Phil 4:12 Pin It

Monday, March 2, 2009

Always faithful. Doesn't always make sense.

This past week I came across low fares for my family to meet us in San Antonio for a May getaway. (Yes. I am already onto planning for another getaway 2 weeks after returning from Vegas.)
This year is Sea World year. Some family had talked of coming to visit us at that time anyway, so when I found the great fares and I saw that the house we've enjoyed renting there is available, I proposed that we make it a family affair.
Twenty something emails later, and a few "run it by my husband first" phone calls and 3 of 5 of them were sold, but still working out the kinks. The last to join, my middle brother, is getting married later this year & he happened to be in a costly wreck the day before, so the idea of him joining was doubtful.

Carter overheard my enthusiastic conversation with my mom. When I hung up the phone he repeated the stand-out words to me with bright eyes & a big smile. He was counting on it now. Ready to pack his Spiderman trunks & fav DVDs for the trip!

"Well...yes. Maybe..." forget it, he was already so excited. how could i go into what a miracle it would be for it all to come together?

"Carter, do you want to pray and ask God to help everyone to get to meet us for a vacation in a couple months?"
He already had his eyes squeezed shut with child-like faith & those little hands folded before I finished the question. We prayed.
I opened my eyes several times to see if he stayed like that & HE DID! precious.

Imagine my joy telling him just the next day that when we prayed and asked God to help us & give us what we really, really wanted, He heard our prayer & answered us! even Peter & our new Aunt Beth are coming!

Of course, it got me wondering about how I'd explain that sometimes though God always hears our prayers, He doesn't do just what we believed He would and know He could.

I am reminded of Dr Dobson's story in When God doesn't make sense about a caged hamster trying desperately to break free from the table-top cage, to no avail. Not knowing that there was a dog, out of his vision beneath the table ready to torture him if he did get what he so badly wanted.

How many times in my life have I tried so hard to make something happen and prayed so earnestly for God to give me and it doesn't end up going my way? Only to find that He saw the bigger picture. He knew that what I thought was best, wasn't. And furthermore, had something better in the works. And who knows how many times He has spared me from what He saw, that I couldn't see?

This truth becomes infinitely more painful when something tragic happens to people that are faithfully believing in God's divine power to intervene. Loss. When God doesn't make sense. Is still good. Still faithful. But, doesn't make sense.

Dear Carter, I pray that you will grow to love God deeply for who He is. Unchanging. Good. True. I pray that the trials of your life with produce in you a testimony to His faithfulness that your faith will be unshakable WHEN God doesn't make sense.

"Surely he will never be shaken...
He will have no fear of bad news;
his heart is steadfast, trusting in the LORD."
Ps 112:6-7 Pin It
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