Sunday Soundoff

It is the intent of God for me to have my children. I know that sounds crazy to some. Sometimes it hits me hard that this was not a choice that I have been given - this is what I am meant to do. I was given my first four when I was younger so I would have the experience and put me into place so that I would be able to have the patience and understanding for these last 2. I was given this ability to perform in the way God desires due to what I have had in my past. My 3yo DS has his slower abilities(disability to me means not able; he is able- just slower). I was given the ability to have him at an older age so that he would benefit from a mom who accomplished more in her life and was able to have him in a place where he would benefit at the maximum level. I can't believe the road God had me on to get me here. Regrets? There are none. I wourdn't be who I am if I didn't go through everything that I have. Now, I am able to be the best advocate for my son because I know what is possible. If he had been born 16 years ago I wouldn't have been able to do what I can now. That is amazing to me. When I have a pity party for myself(and yes, I allow my self to have them when I feel overwhelmed) I sing I Almost Let Go. That song pulls me through with the power of the Lord. I almost let go sometimes, until I feel the pull the strength that the Lord has given me. My heart is dancing now thinking how powerful that is. All I can say is Thank You, Lord.

Blogging in Word 2007

Thanks to Word 2007, I can now create and post blogs straight from the word processor.

Los gracias a la palabra 2007, puedo ahora crear y fijar blogs derecho del procesador de textos.

Monday Menu(a few days late)

This will not become a bad habit - posting Monday Menus late.

Monday - Frito pie

Tuesday - Chicken alfredo

Wednesday - Fish and fries

Thursday - Sausage and hashbrown quiche

Friday - Red Beans and Rice

Saturday - Leftover/ Clear the deck

Sunday - Chicken something

Wednesday Whinings

Sitting here, I can look to my right and am greeted by the most beautiful largest pair of eyes ever seen. They are topped by the longest pair of lashes known to mankind. That little boy must have decided in Heaven that he would share him with his little sister, who is a plumper female version of him. That little deedup's health has been a cause of concern for the past 2 years(and he is only 2 years old). He has delays which span physical,speech, and vision.Now, we have gotten an MRI which is revealing something his doctor needed to get a second opinion on as to how to proceed. I worried myself into a migraine yesterday and have the remnants of it still today. I have to be careful what I take as I am breastfeeding so it is basically Tylenol and pain. If anyone knows what else please let me know. I am planning on asking my doctor when I go next week. Other than that, since it is midweek it might be helpful to at least my family if I posted my menu from my kitchen control journal to the fridge. I cannot believe I am holding off on doing something so simple. Bad me!!!

Wednesday Windbag

I am not really going to whine - just talk about what is going on. I will keep the name until I come up with something else. What to talk about? Friday, my D2yS will be undergoing 2 procedures while sedated. First he will have an MRI to try to determine if there is a cause for his nystagmus, a condition that shows itself as an involuntary constant rapid eye movement. There isn't a cure for it but there are tactics that people are able to use. Some he already uses on his own like tilting his head to level the world. While under he will have blood drawn too to try to see if there is a biological reason as to why he isn't gaining any weight. Next he will have surgery to remove his umbilical hernia. I am assured by a friend that this is not a major surgery but anything that cuts my little guy is major to me. He will be out of commission for a few days. What did his intelligent mother do? Made an appointment for Friday afternoon for the older 2. They will be staying home to help me - one will go to the hospital with me in the morning and the other will stay home to tend to the now 5 week old. Then we will all go to the dentist in the afternoon if we get out of the hospital on time. If not, I will reschedule. The dentist was very open to playing it by ear when I called with the dilemna yesterday. Thank goodness they are of age to where I can sign them in and then stay with the 2 littles until the 2 biggies are done. I knew there was a reason why I had them so long ago :-).
I have an idea for Mother's Day - it hit me in the car and I had to cry to a song that played when I was carrying the 16 yo - Oleta Adams Get there any way you can. I am going to write each child a note about what there presence on this earth means to me - what do I think is their great features, one thing I am proud of, a memory of them that makes me laugh out loud, a memory of them that can break me down in a heartbeat. As a parent, I tend to think that simply providing a roof over there heads, food in their bellies and clothes on their backs is showing them that I love them. It is great but it is also helpful to be able to pull out a note and remember when they were told I love u in a note form. I keep old loveletters from my other half and smile and cry whenever I read those sappy things. Knowing how much it took for him to write them - ok, he is actually more of a sappy writer than I am so there were many notes - but he took the time to write to me to tell me he loved me(first time I was told was in a note that he slipped to me at work; the goofball couldn't tell me face to face although he wrote it and didn't want me to read it until we parted company). I have them all and read them whenever I feel as if he doesn't understand my feelings on something or if I know I am about to go over the deep end. Puts things into perspective. Anyway, I am going to write to them all and may just mail them to the house - seems crazy to spend a stamp when they all live in the same house. Nope, I got it! I will put the notes in the mailbox at home without the stamp - they check the mail. I can put them in before I pick them up from school but after the maildeliverer has come for the day.
Anywho, time to make the donuts - really,it is time to drink another glass of water to keep up my moo milk supply.

Monday(yes, it is 2 days late) Menu

My weekly menu may be late to the site but it was at least posted to my fridge on time.


Monday - Tuna Casserole(need to find a new recipe for this; the kids didn't like this one but they rarely do
Tuesday -
Wednesday - Mexican Lasagna(shhh, I pulled out the beef from the roast I made a couple of weeks ago and used that as the meat. They were pleasantly surprised and of course one kid realized it.
Thursday - Enchilada casserole - already done because I will be out of the house most
of the day tomorrow taking 2 kids to the dentist and meeting a few friends for lunch
Friday - Homemade pizza
Saturday - leftovers - I don't think there will be much of that so it may turn into a OYO Dinner
Sunday - Pork chops, mashed potatoes, green beans, biscuits
I burned my right hand badly a few years back and have not been able to bring myself to fry pork chops again. Call me crazy but I can feel the pain of the months of yucky hand still and am scared even though I know what I did wrong when I burned myself. If I can't bring myself to fry them, they turn out nicely in the oven. :-)

Monday Musings

Life is like a box of chocolates - or at least that is what Forest Gump said. For me, life is like a baby's neck - sometimes it smells like sour milk and you want to hide from the world and sometimes it smells so heavenly and fresh that you can't help but cry from being so happy. For me today, life is heavenly and happy. I held my almost a month old dd and realized that this is my calling. Yes, I have had the thought before but it truly hit me today. It hit me so hard that I choked up as I looked down at her face. I had just finished taking a shower and, when I turned the water off, I heard her crying. Ok, she was shrieking in that tone that says, "Stop being so selfish and bring me my udder." I was fussing to myself as to why noone else heard her when I realized that the TV in the kitchen was up too high for them to hear anything else and the others were downstairs in the family room and couldn't hear her either. I wrapped a towel around head and threw on my clothes and came out. I picked her up and realized that she would have to take a bottle for this feeding as I had selfishly given myself a secret pleasure by showering with Imari soap - not smart if you breastfeed. I held her on my lap and just looked at her as her sister prepared the bottle and realized that this is what makes the world go around - little babies and love and mothers. I am truly meant to be a mother. The phrase "too blessed to be stressed" means such a different thing when you take it from the point of being a mother. Looking back at the past few months and the issues we have had with the now 16 yo ds I realized that even he and his now over 6 foot tall body was once this small and I held him just like this. Motherhood is my calling; my spiritual gift is the gift of love.