Wednesday, December 31, 2008
This year, I am determined to have a high resolution completion rate, and so I'm aiming low :)
Resolution #1: Have A Baby.
Resolution #2: Read the Bible in a year, along with My Utmost For His Highest.
Resolution #3: Potty train Little David, Lord Please.
Resolution #4: Lose the baby weight. Might as well start thinking about that now :)
Resolution #5: Eat some chocolate every week. Try to not let that interfere with Goal #4.
Resolution #6: Not incur any late fees at the library. I mean, seriously. I'm awful with that.
Resolution #7: Eat more Sushi. I'll stick with the cooked kind for now, but as soon as that baby comes out I'm chowing down. That's right, Unagi, I'm looking at you.
Resolution #8: Not keep Netflix movies for over a month. It defeats the purpose.
Resolution #9: Learn how to crochet. Maybe. I've wanted to do this for years and never have, so I'm not going to be too bent out of shape if I don't get to it. Maybe this should be a long term goal...
Resolution #10: Plant something. I'm not going to resolve to plant a garden or even a vegetable. I'm just wanting to plant something. And not kill it. Maybe that should be the real goal. Not kill at least one plant.
Okay, so there are my goals. I like to make ten goals so that next year I can easily compute my success rate :) What about you? What are your resolutions/goals this year?
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
1. Dave's Clothes - My husband is a sever pragmatist when it comes to clothes. They must meet three criteria: super comfy, light weight, and casual. Anything that has scratchy material goes. No wool, no polyester. Nothing that is too thick, bxpecause he runs hot (because he IS hot :) ) and nothing that is too dressy. He's just not dressy people. All of these criteria combined with my expanding sillhoutte means Dave's clothes have been disappearing from his side of the closet and making their way over to my floor (because I don't hang clothes up). It's driving him a little nuts, but he'd rather me be comfy in his clothes than complain in mine :) Currently, I'm wearing a pair of fleece pants of his (that he deemed "too warm" and I saved from the return pile) and a fleece shirt of his that I mentioned on Sunday. Beautiful.
2. Beef and Milk. Together. - This baby is very opinionated and it's digging on lots of milk and lots of beef. Steak, hamburger, bar-b-que, doesn't matter. I just need beef. One night I ate a giant steak for dinner, a beefeater from Jason's Deli for lunch the next day, and then Hibachi steak for dinner that night and a steak for dinner the following night. Tonight I had a chipotle burrito (steak, rice and just a dash of cheese) and 24 oz of milk and I'm thinking that I'm going to get up and get another glass in just a minute.
3. Friends - Dave and I are in a Friends series binge right now. We've watched all of season two, and are currently on disk four of season three and will probably get to season four tonight. We've got all of the ten seasons and it's our favorite show of all time and easily the one we quote the most in daily conversations. We know that we are destined to be friends with people when they quote Friends in a conversation first.
4. FlyLady.com - You may mock all you want, but I love the Fly Lady. Her cleaning/organizing system may seem a bit much, it may even BE a bit much, but nothing gets me out of the house cleaning duldrums like a little pep talk from The Fly Lady. "You Can Do Anything In 15 Minutes" "You Aren't Behind, Just Jump In Where You're At" "Are You Living In CHAOS - Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome" (And for the record, yes I am.) All of her little saying help me jump in when I've let things go too far. I'm pretty much a born organized person (or, as Fly Lady calls us "BO's") and I usually don't need much help on the cleaning and organizing. However, upon hitting my wall in this pregnancy, I let the house and general maintenance get to unyielding levels of conquest, and I needed a nice little boost to get me out of my slump and into my shoes. Fly Lady did this with her clean sink rule and bedtime routines. If you are in a slump, you totally need to go here. Oh, and if you sign up for her mailing list, be prepared for a deluge of emails. I don't bother with the list, I just use the website.
5. Pringles. Cheryl, you will be pleased to note that this particular craving is back and that the day after Christmas I ate an entire can in 30 minutes.
Well, that's it. My favorite things this week. I think that maybe I will keep this up, it is indeed rather fun. See you tomorrow for New Year's Resolutions - bring yours, we'll make it a party!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Anyways, now that I'm out of the habit of racing to the computer to document every thing that happens in my life, it's hard to remember to do it. Lots of funny things have happened lately, many comedic episodes have ensued. For instance, there was a lovely incident at a family dinner on Friday where we walked into Dave's Aunt's house to find his very frantic cousin (who lives in California) trying to make dinner for about 20 people, half of whom she didn't know where they were or when they were coming, having only a frozen lasagna that was supposed to cook in one hour but was approaching two and she didn't know where to call to just get some pizza delivered.
Like I said, lots of funny stuff, but it loses something in the translation when I don't get it typed up right away.
There was also all the funny things that the kids have said that I've now forgotten. Tot said something about being tired and grumpy and about milk hitting the spot that was super funny in context but not at all funny related after the fact. Little David has been repeating lots of things we say to him that leave Dave and I rolling, but again, without me racing to the computer it doesn't make good blog fodder.
All that to say, I may limp along in content over the next couple of weeks, but I'll get there eventually. Don't take me off your blog lines, yet :)
Sunday, December 28, 2008
~ Great time at church today. Good friends, Good worship, Good message, Good Lord.
~ I got to wear a really cute sweater. It was green and soft and I love it.
~ I came home to a present I had given myself earlier - a clean kitchen. Nothing like walking in the door to a clean room.
~ I didn't even have to hem and haw over lunch, I had a lasagna ready to be popped in the oven and Dave took Tot to Target and picked up some crusty bread and some chocolate for me.
~ Everyone cleaned their plates, the kids even cleaned the new plates they got for Christmas. It is a rare dinner that we all eat everything served.
~ Tot pointed out to me that we had all four food groups at lunch. She recently learned about food groups and is very insistent that all of them are represented at each meal. She even said "And we can have candy in very small amounts".
~ The Cowboys play today
~ I have on a crazy comfy fleece shirt Dave has had for at least 6 years now, and I've never worn it before. He was smart to keep it a secret because this sucker is mine now.
~ I just folded a load of laundry (for the first time in a shamefully long period) and I am about to fold another one. Babysteps, folks.
~ We get to have hamburgers tonight with Dave's family. Score for Kristen not having to cook dinner :)
~ Little David went down for a nap easy and Tot is playing quietly in the play room. That means I have a good two hours to put around and alternately straighten up the house and rest. Score, again. :)
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
It's 11:38 pm and I am wrapping presents. Due to my usual organized and freakishly planner-heavy personality, I have never in my life wrapped Christmas presents so late in the game. I'm the person that has them all wrapped two weeks in advance and sits back and wonders how in the world people can wait so late to do some thing so easy. How the mighty have fallen :)
Currently, Dave is asleep on the lazy boy, I've got Friends in the DVD player, and I just finished my Hibachi leftovers (SOOOO good by the way). I have wrapped all my in-laws presents and am now taking a break because my fingers are starting to freeze up from trying cut the wrapping paper in one smooth cut the way my mom always does and curl ribbon the way Buddy the Elf does. Oh the standards I try to live up to.
Anyways, I'm thinking that my break will include a tiny snack (Christmas tree brownie? Ice Cream cookie? Pizza Rolls? Heart Burn? ) and some ginger ale and then I will start wrapping the kids presents. I have never been more glad than tonight that we only got the kids a handful of presents. I don't think I could wrap any more than I have to. I've reached a wrapping wall.
Okay, I think that I'm starting to ramble. Tomorrow is my 1st ultrasound and Dave and I going in at 9am. We'll get to see little Phoebe or Phoebo swim around and hopefully wave a little. I'm also thinking that after my night of Hibachi and Sushi (no worries - I only ate a steamed California roll) and my late night wrapping snacks, that I will probably have gained back all that weight I lost by barfing for a month. Good times :)
Okay, back to the wrapping. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
Looking at a picture of conception, where the little sperm are trying to get to the egg, I'm trying to flip past fast to avoid any "Where do babies come from?" moments. Alas.
Tot: Mommy, what is that?
UK: Well, pieces of Mommy and pieces of Daddy come together to make a baby.
(I thought that was pretty ingenious and perfectly vague. She never asked about it again and we moved to the cute pictures of babies with flippers for hands. )
Fast forward to this morning
Tot: Daddy, look!
(Tot is holding the book "My Boys Can Swim: A Guy's Guide To Pregnancy" that Dave got four years ago and that has a giant egg on the front with sperm swimming in.)
Dave: What, honey?
Tot: A book about your pieces!
Dave: (actually blushing) I'm sorry, what?
Tot: Look, it's a book about your pieces!
Dave: How about I take that book now?
Tot: No! I want to learn about your pieces!
Dave: No, thanks.
Tot: When can I learn about your pieces?
Dave: Never. Go watch tv.
I'm not sure Dave will ever get over that exchange.
Monday, December 22, 2008
I know, shocking.
1. The Wednesday after I started my internet fast I absolutely dropped dead from exhaustion. Between the freakishly horrible "morning" sickness, dropping weight, the kids going nuts from being inside so much (because I was too tired to do anything with them), Dave being out of town more than expected, and the general wear and tear most people go through at this holiday season trying to get everything done, I just ran out of steam. Mom came and picked me and the kids up and took us to her house where she let me rest and get my head on straight and took care of the kids in the mean time. God Bless Moms. Dave met us there and we stayed until the following Sunday, by which time I felt okay enough to go home and Mom needed to sleep. My kids are tiring :) Since then, I've gotten on medicine for the morning sickness (Thank You Lord), Dave is home for two weeks (Thank You Lord), and I've taken a lot off my To Do List so that I can work on not wearing myself out again. Half the problem is being behind the ball and not feeling like you can ever get ahead, especially being so tired. I'm grateful for a helpful Mom and Dave who got me to the point where I feel like I can grab the reigns again. Thought of something great while I was at Mom's, Unsinkable doesn't mean you never go under the water, it means that you bob back up. I'm bobbing up right now.
Wow. That was a long paragraph. And I use the word paragraph loosely. Also, that means I didn't do ANY of those super cool things I talked about doing. I slept. :)
2. I told Little David the other day "I love you, toots" and he says "I love you too, toots Mama". I could just eat that kid up.
3. Back to the first point - One of the things I'm cutting back on is Christmas. No, I'm not going all John Grisham and skipping Christmas, but I have severely cut back on what I normally do. The Chapman's aren't sending out cards this year, aren't doing massive baking sessions (in fact I am bringing NO FOOD to Christmas dinner this time), skipped out on the rest of our Jesse Tree devotions, didn't do the giant parade of lights at Interlochen, haven't even attempted to do any crafts, didn't homemake any gifts, and I'm not even wearing any Christmas socks. I know. "You say "What are you doing, then Scrooge?" We drove around our neighborhood looking at lights and we are making Sugar cookies tomorrow.
And that's it.
We have watched some Christmas movies, and have listened to Christmas songs on the radio, but I've basically called quits on anything that required much effort. And you know what? I'm totally not stressed about Christmas. I've got my gifts that I'm going to wrap when the kids go to bed tomorrow night, and then I'm done. Good times. Also, another long paragraph. But whatever, what did you expect after two weeks of silence???
4. It's time to buy my Pregnancy Yoga Pants. So far, each pregnancy (all two of them) have had their own yoga pants. I got my first pair when I was pregnant with the Tot and wore them almost every single day. I still have them and they are really...loved looking now. I got my second pair when I was pregnant with Little David and I was trying to look a little more stylish than I had in my first pregnancy. These were much cuter, but since I was also significantly larger pre-pregnancy than I was with Tot, they are also VERY stretched out and also loved looking. So, this time I pulled out my two pairs of yoga pants and had a conundrum: Pair Number One fit better, but are significantly more dingy looking. They are also a little short on me and make my ankles cold. Pair Number Two are nicer looking, but I can't wear them out of the house because they will fall to my ankles. Apparently I haven't gotten my Pregnancy Butt yet. So, I decided that it was time to get a new pair. After all, this baby is going to have so much hand me down stuff, the least I can do is get it it's own pair of Yoga Pants.
5. Two weeks ago I ate four Wendy's 99 cent Bacon Double Cheeseburgers in one 24 hour period.
6. One week ago I ate an entire full sized bag of Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream potato chips in an hour.
7. I am still weighing less than I did at my Doctors appointment three weeks ago. Laws, I love pregnancy. Well, now that I've stopped throwing up I do.
8. However, I am less than pleased with my extra greasy hair and broken out skin. Going through puberty once was plenty, thankyouverymuch. I would like my glow now. Anytime.
9. On yet another pregnancy note, I go in for my first ultrasound this Wednesday. I'm totally geeked and can't wait to see this little person. Also, I'm totally nervous that the doctor will tell me I'm miraculously having triplets. No really, I've actually been dreaming about going in and seeing eight babies on the screen. I will feel such great relief when we see only one little person and not twelve (Speaking of, can you even IMAGINE twelve babies?? Laws.)
10. I went to Target today and found York Peppermint Patty BAKING CHIPS. I know!!!! Can you imagine the utter deliciousness?? Tiny peppermint chippies inside some yummy cookies. Yum. Maybe my moratorium on baking will be lifted. One has to be flexible after all.
Okay, I think that's all I got. I think I'm going to go down a couple of those Christmas Tree cake-y things. And maybe a vitamin. Hmmm...and maybe some pizza rolls. I don't think I'm going to stay the same weight too much longer. :)
But enough about me. What have you been up to?
Monday, December 08, 2008
So, it's that time again. You know, the break time. The time where I tell you all that I need a little bit of space from the blog. It's not about needing space from you, more that once again I have realized that my priorities are a little out of whack and that it probably isn't healthy, productive, or Godly to spend hoards of time at my computer while my children are dirty, hungry and crying.
Well, maybe it isn't that dramatic, but you get me.
Once again, I have hit the point where I've been using the internet as a crutch. This time it's not so much in escapism as much as I have realized that there are a freaking TON of awesome blogs out there and homeschool resources. I mean, seriously. Have you ever visited Preschoolers And Peace ? It's incredible. Have you ever browsed Blissfully Domestic? Good grief, I could spend a year there. And while you are there, take a look at their blog rolls. For the love of Pete I could spend my lifetime going through all the neat things and great ideas and inspirational stories that people blog about.
And that, my friends, is why I need a break.
After awhile, I realized that I have been spending a buttzillion hours reading about fantastic things and not doing any of them! It's like trying to read every Works For Me Wednesday post at Rocks In My Dryer. You know it's all awesome, and you know there is just not enough time in the world.
So, in response, I will not be blogging until December 22.
But why? Why, Unsinkable, would you remove your very presence from our lives?? We NEED YOU!
Oh wait. That was me projecting. My bad.
I'm going to take a break from the internet so that I can breathe for a second and do some of those things that I've been thinking would be awesome. Like an embroidery project, some lapbooks with the Tot, a little nature walk or two, and maybe even a new recipe. I know that I'm only going to be out of pocket for about two weeks, but I'm hoping that at the end of that time I will have answered the following questions for myself:
What priority should my computer time take? Is it something that needs to be taken care of the first thing in the morning? Or can it be a treat at the end of the day when the kids are asleep?
Can I be trusted to check my email at naptime, or will I cave and spend the rest of the afternoon looking at different ways to spray paint furniture while I let the kids watch too much tv?
What needs to be done around the house before I "hop online for a second"?
And finally, where is the balance between reading & learning about great ideas and actually doing them? It's not enough to just know about things, at least for me it's not. I want to say that not only did I read that totally rad post about sprouting microgreens, but that I tried it, too.
So, there you have it. My four-fold plan for figuring out how to balance my actual life and my internet perusing. I will be doing a lot of praying about this and I hope to be back and more Unsinkable than ever on December 22. Ta ta, my good fellows and have a wonderful fortnight!
Author's Note: Did you see what I did here? I totally slipped you all a buttzillion blogs to look at while you mourn my presence in your blog feeder. I know, brilliant.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
2. I am thankful that Dave will be home tonight and that I can heave in peace.
3. I am thankful that the kids are content to watch a ton of tv and eat questionably healthy food.
4. I am thankful that Tot understands I don't feel good, even if she told a woman in Target to stay away from me because I had yucky baby germs.
5. I am thankful that it's windy and cold outside and we've got a cozy, warm house to be in. I think I see a fire and some hot cocoa in my future.
6. I am thankful that my first Doctors appointment is tomorrow and that we'll get to hear the heartbeat!! That is easily one of the coolest things ever.
7. I am thankful that Dave and I got our Christmas shopping done last week and that we've got some pretty cool presents that the kids will LOVE. Tot is getting a scooter from Santa (apparently, the bike we got her for her birthday is a little big and she can't ride it quite yet) and Little David is getting a big wheel. They are going to DIE. :)
8. I am thankful that Chick Fil A doesn't make me sick. I would literally die if that were the case. Okay, so I would figuratively die, but whatever. It would be bad.
9. I am thankful for my house shoes from Old Navy. They are cute. They were cheap. And they are already really dirty. I'm hard on house shoes.
10. I am thankful that life is going pretty great right now: I'm pregnant, the kids are healthy and happy, Dave is way cute, it's almost Christmas, and I've got roomy pants on. Good times.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Point #1: I am already in maternity clothes.
I know! I'm not even six weeks yet! It seems totally ridiculous and slightly over dramatic (which we all know I have a tendency to be) but I swear up and down that my stomach is too big for my clothes. Since the baby is still barely the size of a coffee bean, it's just bloating (such a romantic term), but it's enough that my pants don't fit and I had to move into my nice and stretch maternity pants. Luckily, I can still wear most of my shirts, so at least I'm not freakishly huge yet. Also, the wonderful ladies at my church all told me how fast they started showing with their second and third children and it made me feel much more normal. Well, in that regard anyways.
Point #2: Last night I cried at a fluff piece on the news.
I am literally breaking down and crying at the most ludicrous of things. Also one of those things I forgot, when pregnant I cry at everything. If it is remotely sentimental or sweet, I'm a goner. I teared up hearing a news segment on a guy who drove around looking for people with broken cars to help, just because some one had helped him years ago, and I broke down absolutely sobbing while watching Adam Sandler in Click. I know. Dave just looks over at me and says "Seriously?" and then lets me ball on his chest for however long. He's a good man.
Point #3: I'm throwing up.
This requires little explanation, but I had hoped that since I wasn't sick at all with Tot that I would somehow miss this little gem. It has me thinking that maybe it's a boy, but since we aren't finding out the gender, I guess I have a while to keep on guessing.
Point #4: I'm exhausted.
Now before you call me out for having that stinky attitude I was talking about yesterday, I'm not complaining - seriously. I'm just saying, Wow. I don't remember being so tired, so soon, and not being able to carry anyone for any amount of time. My energy is just at record low. I try to tell myself that it's because I am making a person, but when you are normally a pretty high energy gal, it can be irritating. On the plus side, it makes napping that much more rational. And I'm a fan of rational naps.
So there you go, that's the update on The Unsinkable Baby. I promise not to inundate you with so much baby talk that you go nuts, I'll try to keep it at a reasonable limit :) Ta!
Monday, December 01, 2008
Good MORNING dear readers!! What a FABULOUS day it is. I have not a wink of tiredness and I am ready to face the day with rings on my fingers and bells on my toes!
Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. But really, if I have learned anything from my time with God this week (which, I have to be honest, hasn't always been at 6am sharp. Sometimes it's 7am sharp :) ), is that attitude is everything. Too often, I find myself letting my feelings be my guide. I feel tired, so I act tired. I feel irritated, so I act irritated. And we all know that when we act like junk, we feel like junk even more. Our actions influence how our homes are run (whether in joy or in survival), the health of our marriages, and the quality of our parenting and our friendships. And right now, my attitude is stinky.
I could make a large list for you on why I feel like I deserve to have a bad attitude (mostly centering around being pregnant and chasing after two children that DON'T SLEEP) but that would defeat the purpose of this Motivating post. Because here, here are the gems you've been waiting for.
1. What God Has Taught My Stubborn Self: Suck It Up, Weenie Girl. Yep, that's what He taught me this week. There is a difference between working through your problems and dwelling on them. And this week, I have leaned heavily on the dwelling side.
"Oh, my clothes don't fit - what am I going to do?? It's not like I don't have a huge bucket of maternity clothes that are way more comfy anyways."
"Oh, I'm SO tired, it's not like I could go to bed earlier and take a nap when the kids do."
Wah Wah Wah. God has showed me this week that I've been being a weenie. Me, personally = total weenie. I've been wallowing in my tiredness and instead of being proactive in resting and praying to God about how best to handle my responsibilities, I've been whining about it to whoever will listen (The sigh you hear is from Dave, my Mom, and all my friends who are tired of hearing me talk about myself). And God has let me see that I need to Suck It Up, Weenie Girl. Instead of letting my attitude be my guide, I need to be choosing to live with joy. Choosing to be joyful that I'm pregnant, and talk about that instead of talking about how tired I am. Choosing to be joyful and talking about having kids that want to be with me, instead of talking about how they won't sleep in their own beds. Choosing to be grateful and happy that my husband has a job in this recession, instead of whining about his traveling schedule.
Yep, this week the Weenie Girl is going to learn her lesson and Suck It Up and be full of Joy. The blessings I have are too many to count. I won't repay the Lord with whining.
2. Tips, Tricks and Doozer Sticks: Since God taught my stubborn self to Suck It Up this last week, the tip I will share will be about how to do that. It's not easy, and I certainly don't have it down yet (Obviously, or I wouldn't have just told you that God is whipping my tail about my attitude) , but I don't think that God would tell us not to worry without us being able to do that.
I would say that the biggest step you can take would be starting off your day choosing to have a good attitude. Telling yourself that whenever someone asks how you are, you are going to say "Great!" and then say one reason why - you aren't going to go on a tirade about your troubles. My biggest problem is that I get into an attitude funk where I think that because of whatever problem I currently have, I somehow deserve to be irritated and show it. I deserve to be tired and grumpy and short tempered and then I decide that I should also be honest with everyone I meet and tell them exactly how bad I feel. What a downer. When you start grumbling, remind yourself that it's not about deserving to be upset and it's not about whether or not you have a good reason. The whole point is that God expects us to be joyful and grateful under any circumstance, especially those that aren't that bad to begin with.
And so this week your very own Unsinkable will be working on her attitude. Praying for grace under fire and joy in the journey, no matter how tired I am :)
What are you going to be praying about this week?
Thursday, November 27, 2008
all of you
my super pal David
my THREE children :)
my rockin' apron, that just saw it's first Thanksgiving cooking extravaganza.
May you all have a fantastic day, no matter where you are at or who you are with.
May you eat more than your body weight in good food, and may you get the bestest deals tomorrow (um YEAH I'm going!).
May you remember to be thankful for all those annoying things that will turn out to be blessings later, and may your Thanksgiving be merry and bright.
Or whatever you say for Thanksgiving.
~From All Of Us Here At The Unsinkable's
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Load dirty dishes.
Get kids back in playroom.
Check email to avoid folding laundry.
Finish grocery list.
Marvel at how cute my new haircut is.
Go grocery shopping.
Let kids watch cartoon while I rest. Making people is hard work.
Check blog reader to avoid folding laundry.
Make cornbread for stuffing.
While cornbread is baking, make dough for for yeast rolls.
Contemplate making dough for pie crust.
Take pie crust out of freezer.
Keep avoiding folding laundry.
Make kids lunch. Decide if a healthy lunch is in order, or if chips and queso will suffice.
Put Little David down for nap.
Read Tot books on Thanksgiving and do a Turkey craft.
Clean up giant glue mess.
Let Tot stay in playroom and watch SuperWHY.
Unable to put it off any longer, fold laundry.
Congratulate self for days.
Clean out fridge to prepare for Thanksgiving leftovers, Lord Willing.
Help Tot clean up wreck of a playroom.
Find so much old dried food hiding that the clean part of me dies.
Wake up Little David.
Snuggle and watch cartoons and check email.
Relax for the rest of the day, knowing Tot will be at her MeMe's all night and there is a chance for a full night's sleep.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
It doesn't matter where we are, what we're doing, who we are with. It doesn't matter if he just went right before we left, if we are in any sort of park, Little David poops.
We first noticed this phenomenon when at the school park down the street from our house. We didn't bring a diaper bag because Tot was potty trained for the most part and Little David had a fresh diaper and we were within walking distance from our house. Well, no sooner had we started pushing the kids on swings than Little David goes "Poo Poo, Mommy. Yucky Poo Poo."
And of course, there it was.
The next time it happened, Dave took the kids to the park himself and he called me on the way home and said "You'll never guess what your son just did." "Poop?" "Of course." We wondered out loud if it was just this particular park that his intestines had an affinity towards.
But then it started to happen everywhere. At the walking park. At the State Park in Indiana. At the indoor park in the mall. At Mesa Verde National Park. If we stepped into the geographical confines of any sort of park, even a car park, that kid pooped.
When I was pregnant with Little David, we took Tot on a walk every night. It got her energy out before bedtime and it got me moving in a non-stressful manner. Our neighborhood saw me go from normal sized girl, to mountain sized whale, huffing and puffing all the way around the block. But I am convinced that it help me gain only a reasonable amount of weight and made the labor better than it would have.
So, last night we took the kids on a walk to begin the daily walks in this pregnancy. We took them to a nice walking path we have about a half mile from our house that circles a small lake/pondish thing with ducks. It's well lit and pretty rad. So, we let the kids run wild while Dave and I walked behind them and chatted about our day. I said "I made arms and legs this week, what did you do?" He couldn't top that.
Well, we were about to finish the mile long walk, we had reached the last little exercise station (you know, the kind where they have pull up bars and such) and the kids ran around it and as soon as Little David ran up to me and said "Hold you!", I smelled it. I picked him up and the waft was atrocious and vile and it is a testament to my rock hard constitution that I didn't toss my pregnant cookies right there.
I looked at Dave and he said "The Park Pooper strikes again." Indeed, he had.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
So, just to let you all know what Motivate Me Mondays are all about, here's the scoop. I'm in a super exclusive (except totally not, because they let me in and we all know I am way too goobish to be exclusive) club called The 5AM Girls. Each morning we wake up at 5AM (or in my case 6AM) and we meet with God. We have our time with Him before the rest of the house wakes up and we give the first fruits of our time to Him. We have an email exchange going each morning when we are finished and we tell each other what we read, if we slept in, what we prayed about, and how God is using this freakishly early time to bless us. I LOVE these girls! I'd been waking up on my own for a week or two, and then I heard Sarah Mae was starting this group and I knew it was a perfect way to keep me going.
Do any of you remember some time ago I was planning on waking up at 6AM for a whole month and I pretty much never did it because I was a weenie? Not anymore, friends. God has given me accountability and joy in the waking hours. And it's been AWESOME. I've been writing out my prayers (because it helps me stay focused) and reading my Bible, and reading short bits from other devotional books and sweet fancy it's made a difference in how my day goes.
And so, for my first Motivate Me Monday, I will be sharing with you what I've learned this week and some helpful hints should you want to join us (for the record - you don't have to join us, nor do you have to wake up at 5AM - it's the spirit of rising before your family to meet with our God, not the literal hour you do it).
1. What God Has Taught My Stubborn Self (this will be a weekly feature :) ) This week it seems like no matter what I read about God impressed upon me how important starting my day with Him was. If I got up right away, I wasn't rushed and I really got to pray my heart out over my family and friends, and then I had time to be quiet and listen. I was able to work through my prayers and not toss up a popcorn prayer. But when I pushed the snooze button, even once, I moved slower, the kids woke up earlier and wanted to be with me (which, while it was heartbreakingly cute when Little David sat beside me to read "my Jesus Bible", it was also distracting), and I had to cut my time much shorter.
And the rest of my day followed suit. When I got up and had my full time, I spent the rest of the day in prayer and worship. I still struggled with the usual things, but I was much more inclined to pray first and act second. When I cheated my time, I was more rushed and impatient and the day just seemed to drag. I know! It's like taking a power vitamin.
Anyways, it's been huge for me. I feel like I am personally maturing with God and it is nice to know that I am giving Him my time and attention before I give it to anyone else.
2. Tips, Tricks, and Doozer Sticks (random Fraggle Rock quote, also a regular feature): You all know that I like my sleep. So I won't say that this wasn't difficult at first. However, I will say that Sweet Mother it is worth every drop of lost sleep, and that is coming from a girl who's 4 year old and 2 1/2 year old still don't sleep through the night regularly.
In case you aren't sure where to begin, here's how I've been rolling:
Each night I set out my phone alarm for 6AM, sharp. It's very annoying. I put it right beside my head, so I can't sleep through it. As soon as it goes off, I get out of bed and I put on my cozy slippers and my cozy robe and I make my way to the kitchen. If I've been a total rock star (which I wasn't last night) then I have my coffee already brewing. If not, then I start the coffee and I pour myself a giant mug with some holiday Coffee Mate (currently brewing Peppermint Mocha - TASTY!). As I slowly wake up and enjoy the warmth, I light a tiny Yankee Candle and I take my candle and my mug into the living room. I sit down on the couch (with the candle on the coffee table and the mug on the end table) and I turn on our low lamp. Right under the end table is my Bible, my notebook and pen, and my computer. I settle down to praying and reading for as long as my kids will let me - usually 30 minutes to 45 minutes. I'm trying to train them to get up at 7AM, but I may just have to get up earlier. When I'm done, I check my 5AM Girl emails (from those that actually do wake up at 5AM) and I see what they read and then I reply with what I did.
And then, I either keep on checking blogs or I get up and do something for the kids, whatever need be.
See? It is a very gentle way to start the day (I knew I'd tie gentle in somehow). The tip is, I make it as enjoyable as possible. I have a yummy drink, I have a nice smelling and pretty looking candle. I've got my coziest clothes on and a warm blanket. I have a note book that is pretty and a spot on the couch that has everything within reach. It's not a hardship to wake up with God, it is a privilege! When else could I have all this time alone with just Him? When could I have such a wonderful time with just me and God?
Certainly not during the day - you know Tot, right? :)
Anyways, I hope I have in some way swayed you to spend the mornings with us as we spend them with God. Each week I'll be letting you know how God has used this time with me to get my selfish butt in spiritual shape, I know, you can hardly stand the wait, right?
Author's Note: Maybe I should have taken my own advice, because this morning I totally snoozed until 7AM and I just got done doing my quiet time with the kids swarming around :) Still glad to do it, but again, it's always better to do it early. But the kids slept late this morning and Dave asked me to stay in bed and snuggle. And the bible does say to obey our husbands! :)
For more Motivate Me Mondays, visit Sarah Mae at Like A Warm Cup Of Coffee
Friday, November 21, 2008
In other furniture news, Tim (my Mom's husband) gave Dave and I his pretty much brand new, totally rad, leather lazy boy. For serious. It's crazy comfy, top o' the line, and it rocks like a dream. Dave and I are already "discussing" who should get to sit in it more. He has been wanting a new recliner for ages, but I am pregnant and therefore need more space and coziness. Also, I've already called it for when I'm nursing, why not start the transition now??
Two cheers for furniture!!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I woke up absolutely dying for water. My mouth was dry, my throat was scratchy and all I could think of was getting lots of water as soon as possible. I stumbled over to the bathroom sink, leaned down and drank straight from the faucet until I couldn't drink anymore and I thought my stomach would burst. Then, of course, I had to pee. After emptying my bean sized bladder, for some reason, my hands felt SO dry. Cracked and itchy and dry. I absolutely can not stand dry hands. So I searched all over the dark bathroom for hand lotion. I put it on, heaved a sigh of relief, and then got into bed. I figured I must be dehydrated and that the baby just needed more water. Weird.
And an hour or two later, I woke up again.
I used the bathroom straight away (because I drank a LOT), and then I was thirsty again. I drank from the faucet, straightened up, felt crackly hands, got lotion, got into bed.
And an hour or two later, I would do it all again.
Repeat all night.
While pregnant with Tot, I eventually realized that this wasn't mere dehydration and it was just a weird pregnancy quirk, and I remembered to set a glass by my sink and a bottle of hand lotion. It got to where I could pee, drink and lotion my hands all pretty much still asleep so it didn't matter how much I got up. I did this every single night until I gave birth and then I didn't do it anymore.
It took a few weeks of drinking from the faucet while pregnant with Little David for me to realize that it was happening again, and then I got out the glass and bottle of lotion. Again, I did it every night until I gave birth.
Fast forward to last night.
I woke up, throat burning, drank about a gallon of water from the faucet, about died trying to remember where hand lotion, any lotion, was until I caved and just used some heel cream on my night stand. Woke up, peed about a gallon of water, drank another gallon from the faucet, and got more heel cream. And before I drifted back to sleep, I thought "Oh yeah. Forgot about that."
So, on the agenda this morning is to find a giant cup for beside my sink and to buy a giant bottle of hand lotion to go right beside it.
At least this time I didn't drink from the faucet for a month, right? :)
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Obviously, as Dave already posted it on Facebook and I've already blogged about it.
But you've been with me when I was in the dumps, so I wanted to share with you my absolute joy as well.
I think the reason I like this so much is because it seems so... gentle. You know? There seem to be so many loud things around and so much busyness and so much crassness (oftentimes from myself :) ), that it is nice to take a step back and do something gentle. So, Monday's are my gentle days. Except for this week. This week Tuesday is my gentle day.
For Today... November 18, 2008 (Happy Birthday, Pappaw!)
Outside my Window... a brisk morning but sunny morning. Kindof my favorite.
I am thinking... that Little David running around the house singing "Bob Builder Yes I CAN" is hilarious.
From the learning rooms... We're learning about fish this week. We went to the library yesterday and I asked Tot what she wanted to learn about and she said "Fish." So, we checked out a bazillion books on fish and a movie about fish. We also got a lot of books about Thanksgiving that we'll be reading next week.
I am thankful for... a God who has lifted me out of a pervasive funk.
From the kitchen... quesadillas for lunch and breakfast for dinner! Yum!
I am reading... Mary Pride's Complete Guide To Getting Started in Homeschooling; Small Changes for a Better Life by Elizabeth George (LOVE her); and Feeding The Whole Family: Cooking With Whole Foods. Yes, I know. I'm a dork.
I am hoping... that Walmart has good, cheap house shoes for the kids. It's getting chilly here!
I am creating... some cute Christmas gifts.
I am hearing... Little David stealing Tot's snack. "Tay-yers Food! Yummy Yummy!"
Around the house... The kids are watching "Sid the Science Kid" and I'm finishing up my interneting until naptime. We're about to load up and go to Walmart to get some house shoes and some fleece blankets for the kid's beds.
One of my favorite things... Dave's crazy warm pajama pants. I'm totally stealing them.
A few plans for the rest of the week... We're having a pretty calm week here. We've got school, cleaning up the house, doing a little Christmas shopping, and this weekend I'm getting my hair cut (finally!) and we're going to a going away party for our friends, Josh & Diana. If there were any way I could get my self to see Twilight for opening weekend, you better believe I would. I'm just not seeing a way.....hmmmm.....
Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you... Taylor has leaned to take pictures of herself, just like her Mommy. I'm so proud.
Quote For The Week:
Yes, there is a place for taking care of yourself. [...] You fail to exercise...so your back goes out or you find yourself trying to function in a depressed, defeated, discouraged, lifeless state. You fail to watch what you eat...so you lack energy or develop high blood pressure. You fail to get your necessary sleep (there's the TV, Internet, and hobby time again!)...so you can't get up, get going, or get it together the next day. You fail to practice discipline in the pills you take or the caffeine you ingest...so you are unpredictable, unreliable, and unstable causing the others in your life (and the quality of your own life...your better life!) to suffer. You fail to take your vitamin supplements or prescribed medications and to drink enough water... so you lack the vitality and health needed in your daily life of service to God and others. I'm sure you're getting the picture.
- Elizabeth George Telling Me To Get My Butt In Gear in Small Changes For A Better Life.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
In the kitchen, Little David tries to steal Tot's hot dog.
T: Bubba, the future is randomly generated. That means you shouldn't steal people's food.
UK: Um, what?
T: The future is randomly generated.
UK: Where in the world did you hear that?
T: Don't know.
I later found out it was from VeggieTales. You know, one of those throwaway comments that Larry the Cucumber says that kids don't ever hear and that adults snicker at? Yeah, not so much. Kid picks up every word.
On the couch today, watching it rain.
T: You know Mommy, water turns to ice and then ice turns back into water. That's called Reversible Change.
UK: Okay, this is getting weird.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Since I'm blogging about my kitchen and the fixins therein, I decided that a plan was probably in order. I'm not a particularly creative cook, and I really enjoy baking a lot more, but I figured that it would do our family good for me to break out of my rut and try some new things. So I pulled out my latest issue of Everyday With Rachael Ray (yeah, I don't know why I get it, either, but it was crazy cheap [$12 for four years!!] and so I got it because I can't resist a deal) and flipped around trying to find some neat stuff. I would love to link to the recipes, but apparently Rachael frowns on posting every recipe from her magazine on the internet. Oh well. Here is the result:
Sunday: Grilled Chicken & Sweet Potatoes
Monday: Pasta with Roasted Cauliflower & Ham
Tuesday: Turkey-and-Stuffing Pie & Steamed Peas
Wednesday: Chicken Tender Wraps
Thursday: No Meat Spaghetti & Sauteed Acorn Squash with Onion
Friday: Homemade Pizza (using this dough recipe)
Saturday: BBQ Chicken in Crock Pot
You know, I think all of that sounds pretty tasty! Now, since Dave will be out of town on one or two of those days, I foresee having lots of leftovers. But that's okay, that just means good leftovers for lunch!
What are you making this week?
For more Menu Plan Mondays, visit www.orgjunkie.com
Friday, November 07, 2008
No baby steps here folks.
But it always seems that when I take the reigns and I start running, God brings me back with inflexible barriers that force me to move slower. He manipulates the circumstances in such a way as to make me see how much better it is to take my time and to pray first and make lists and plans later. You know, measure twice cut once and all that.
I've been thinking a lot about how I want to structure my days while I am at home. You know, now that the kids are a little older and able to play with each other and watch tv and entertain themselves for longer stretches of time, I find myself in need of a new game plan. I can no longer rely on my children structuring the day as I had been. When your kids are little, most of your day revolves around putting out fires. You wake up to them crying in hunger, then they need to be changed, then they need this, then they need that. It's not a bad phase of life by any means, but the child is often doing the leading. And when you have two children that are young and close in age, while they may not be in charge, it is profoundly crippling to think that you can have a strict and set agenda that they will adhere to with no effort on your part. With children come interruptions.
But now, there are less of them. I no longer have to look at my children and gauge their emotional/intestinal/physical abilities before I go to the grocery store. I can go when I need to and through conversation and manipulation get through the errand without too many difficulties.
I can do this, you see, but I don't.
I seem to be having a problem adjusting to the face that I no longer have babies. Tot is four and will be starting Kindergarten (even if it is home school kindergarten) next year and Little David is already 2 1/2. They don't use high chairs or booster seats, I haven't used a stroller in who knows how many months, they both sleep in twin beds, and I am quickly approaching not having to buy diapers anymore. I am officially a parent of kids.
And so now, when I am beginning my day, I forget to plan. I have lived in a reactive state for so long that I have forgotten that it is infinitely better to be proactive (also a brilliant face care system). I forget that I shouldn't be sitting at my computer waiting to break up a fight, or tear a loaf of bread away from Tot's clutching hands. I should be doing something. I should be reading one of those history books on my shelf that I swore I would read when I found a chunk of time I could concentrate. I should be catching up on laundry. I should be cleaning out all those files from 2007 (and maybe 2006...). I should be reading more books to the kids, getting them outside more, doing more art projects and science projects. I should be having Tot do more work books and more memory work. I should be baking with them more, teaching them about household chores and responsibility. We should be having craft time, and music time, and, I don't know, Godly Instruction From Your Patient and All Wise Mother Time. Who knows who would be leading that one.
And now we are back to limits.
It seems that when one tries to teach one's children all those things in a single day, one's children get irritated. And one Unsinkable gets tired, grumpy and discontent with her mothering abilities.
This is when God straps me down and wrenches me away from the myriad of blogs that tell me how to hand felt my children's winter hats, and lets me know that one baby step, done regularly and well until it is an ingrained personal habit, is of far more worth than trying to do a thousand special things and only being able to make it for a single day before collapsing on the couch and never trying anything, ever again.
I'm working on mine. Slow and steady. Rough and ready. Working, working, working.
Also, if I find some one to lead that "Godly Instruction From Your Patient and All Wise Mother Time" I will totally let you know.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
This is where you come in. I would like to try a new recipe this week, a nice new dinner recipe. When better to be adventurous than when lots of people are watching? So, what do you have for me? Send me your family favorites, your cold meals, your hot meals, your huddled masses yearning to be free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me. Er...sorry. Got a little carried away.
Anyways, send me some recipes so I can give one a go next week. You wouldn't want your Old Unsinkable to embarrass herself by making Stir Fry every night for a week and then having to blog about it, would you?
Now that I've gotten that public service announcement out of the way, it's time for.....Thankful Thursday! The part of our show where Kristen, shares some good things.
Today I am Thankful...
1. That God has give me some supernatural wake up powers this week and I've been up before the rest of the family and had quiet time. I am so incredibly not a morning person and I've been trying to have a morning quiet time for years and this week I've actually done it. And can I just say what a huge difference it has made? Thank You Lord.
2. That God's graces are new every morning. It's nice to know that when I've screwed up royally, I don't have to always look over my shoulder waiting for it to bite me in the butt.
3. For Chick Fil A's Peppermint Chocolate Milkshake and my forethought in buying one before church last night and hiding it in the freezer for after the kids went to bed. Genius.
4. That we don't have to move right now. There was some potential that we would have to move for Dave's job, but that has been tabled for the time being. Now he has a nice, fancy new account and we don't have to move for it in the immediate future. I'll take that.
5. That Little David is pitching a complete and total fit right now because I'm trying to finish this post instead of agreeing to "snuggle". It doesn't matter that we snuggled all morning and part of last night. This is now. But instead of being irritated, I'll be thankful. Thankful for those freakishly healthy lungs that are enabling him to scream so loud. Thankful that he's screaming for me to snuggle and not for some candy or a toy. Yes, that is what I'll focus on. Not my bleeding ears.
6. And finally (because I can stand the screaming no longer and have to go lay down the "No Fit Throwing Law") I am thankful for the Tot being a total doll this morning. She slept in late and is quietly watching cartoons right now while her brother mimics the Exorcist. I do love that kid.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
I didn't expect I would have to have a "We-don't-use-the-bathroom-on-our-neighbor's-lawn" kind of talk with her.
I should have expected it, but I didn't.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Not because it is our right.
Not because it is a priviledge.
Not because you want change you can believe in.
Not because you're a maverick.
But because you can get. free. stuff.
Cheeky Unsinkable! Of course you should go and vote anyways, but who doesn't like some free stuff?
Monday, November 03, 2008
Outside my Window...
It is a nice, cool, 60 degrees outside and there is a breeze blowing through my window. It's supposed to be in the low 80's today. A perfect Texas November.
I am thinking...
That it's kindof nice waking up early and not feeling rushed through anything. I've got the dishes put away, the laundry started, my bible read, my kids hugged and snuggled, and I've made a good breakfast for my man. A good way to start the day.
From the learning rooms...
Today, we will be reading out of a selection of books and working on our copywork some more. Tot pretty well knows all the letters, now we are working on firming up her knowledge of sounds and writing them a little clearer. We will also be working on her memory verse and some counting. Little David will be playing :)
I am thankful that....
Dave and I hammered out a good menu this week and a great get the house back in shape plan. With all the traveling things had spiraled downward and Dave is being a pretty rad husband and is helping me with the mess until we get it tamed.
From the kitchen...
I made eggs and strawberry toast this morning, for lunch we are having sandwiches and ants on a log (or maybe leftovers from Ghengis Grill last night - yumO), and for dinner we are having our favorite, stir fry. Seriously, could we be more fancy?
I am wearing...
A cute shirt I got at Old Navy last night (on sale!), my favorite jeans, new house shoes I got at Old Navy last night (not on sale, boo.), and an apron.
I am reading...
A Place Of Quiet Rest, by Nancy Lee DeMoss. It's about having quiet time with God each day and about ordering your life around it. Pretty good stuff.
I am hoping...
To get my stuff done today and to keep the positive attitude that I feel this morning. I am also hoping to see a little chocolate in my future.
I am creating...
My Christmas list. We just finished funding our Christmas budget and I've got a burning desire to get started on my Christmas shopping! But like a good Dave Ramsey girl, I'm going to sit down and make a good list of all the gifts we want to get, and then go out and buy them with cash. I do love Christmas shopping.
I am hearing...
Sesame Street in the living room (Should you want to know, the number of the day is 14) and the dryer drying a load of grays. Yes, we had so many clothes piled up that there is actually an entire load of grays.
Around the house...
I've got to finish the laundry, clean up the horror that is the kitchen floor, and vacuum around the house. It's kindof a light day since I have to grocery shop as well and run some other errands.
One of my favorite things...
Is my kicky new hat that I just got this weekend. I'm not a leisure hat kindof gal normally, but this one was so fun that I got it anyway and wore it on my girls night out this past Saturday. Apparently, it restores some kindof youthful glow to my face, because while at dinner the whole table got drinks and I was the only one to get carded. Seriously. Everyone was chuckling after ordering asking if the waiter needed to card us, and he says "No not you guys (chuckle chuckle) but I actually do need to card her." and pointed to me. I laughed thinking he was just being funny, but dude he was really, truly serious. I think it may be a magic hat.
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week...
Finishing up the laundry (it truly is a week long task), getting the house nice and clean, going to Dave's last softball game tonight, and that's pretty much it. We've got a real quiet week ahead of us and I couldn't be more pleased.
Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...
Friday, October 31, 2008
T: It's about this. Their hearts, they can be dead with dead hearts. (makes dead face) You know about crocodiles, they can be endangerous. You know about dangerous means? Dangerous means that you always be careful around this crocodile that has green eyes and sharp teeth. Um, black eyes. Crocodiles have eyes just like people. But they don't have ears. Mommy, the deal is, you should always be careful around crocodiles so you have to be careful. Because they're endangerous. Because they have teeth, just like us, see? You should always be careful because crocodiles will bite. Teeth go back and forth.
UK: Hmm. Okay. Tell me about another animal.
T: I want to talk about crocodiles.
UK: Okay, tell me more about crocodiles.
T: That thing on that side is called a Coraneos. Coraneos is another word for Crocodile. It's a chinese word and a spanish word. (starts singing in a kindof spanish/english sing song voice about crocodiles, I think half of the words were actually spanish and the other half were made up. But she watches Dora and Diego more than I do, so she could actually be very accurate.)
T: So Mommy, you tell me about crocodiles.
UK: I think you've covered it all, Tot.
T: How about you read me a book about ants?
UK: That sounds good.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
And so, once again, I give you....Thankful Thursday.
1. I am thankful for the donut that I am eating at this very moment while I type one handed.
2. I am thankful for Little David crying in the middle of the night last night and then when I got to him, saying "Snuggle you, Mommy. Here." Could you not just die?
3. I am thankful that I got some pretty sweet face wash samples in the mail yesterday. They are the kind that much more expensive than I would usually buy, so it's been fun trying them out.
4. I am thankful that Dave will be home today. I miss my pal!!!
I'm going to have to do that one over, aren't I?
5. I am thankful that I have a big bed.
6. I am thankful that my sister in law, Laura Beth, came over yesterday to hang out while Dave was out of town and brought me Starbucks. That's how you know you got a pretty sweet deal out of the whole in law thing.
7. I am thankful for my Mom and my friends, who understand when I am being all twirly and dramatic and just let me go on until I run out of steam and then give me very good advice.
8. I am thankful that throughout the anxious time, I have still managed to lose 5 pounds. My friend and I decided that we were going to lose 10 pounds by Thanksgiving and I am usually a stress eater, so I'm thankful I'm not doing that. Well, except for the donut. And the Chick Fil A two days ago.
9. I am thankful that I get to go play Bingo this weekend!!!! My friend, Diana, is moving to Arizona soon (sigh.) and we're having one last girls night before she goes. We're going to go get an early bird dinner at Logan's Roadhouse (the establishment that serves the yummo drink I am partaking of in my header) and then we are going to go to the Bingo hall and play until the wee hours of the night. Strong.
10. I am thankful that the weather is fantastic today and that the kids will get to play outside and that we'll all get a good dose of Vitamin D.
See? Already feeling better.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
It seems I have a problem.
I know, at some point it gets a little ridiculous, but I can't seem to stop myself! Do you think they have a group or meeting for this?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Tot and Little David called them "Indian Castles". Hilarious.
Go high places, take picture.
Also, that is totally a snow covered mountain top in the background. It was glorious.