This was the mornings conversation with L as we were talking about growing up and jobs.
First she said she wanted to be a mommy which almost brought tears to my eyes (of joy that is). Then she changed her mind. Oh, by the way, she has been saying she wants to be the following profession since she could talk. :)
Me: Lo, you can be anything you want to be when you grow up, astronaut, doctor, teacher, anything.
L: Hmmm I KNOW!!!!!!! I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO BE! !!
Me: What do you want to be?
L: I want to be the garbage man so that I can go to visit the dump EVERYDAY!!
Me: Well, as long as you do it for Jesus!
The kids have recently paid a visit to the dump along with daddy and papa and they LOVED it. :) As you can tell by her reaction. Most people give questioning looks when she says she'd like to be a "garbageman" but in our house, as long as you do it for the Lord, it doesn't matter the profession. Hope you're having a great day!!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Soaking it all in
I don't listen to country music much, but I love the song by Trace Adkins call "You're Gonna Miss This". For those of you who don't know the song here is a link. You can listen and see the words.
I like this song because it is true. I am trying each day to appreciate where I am at in that moment as time goes by so fast. Today Jeff was golfing all morning and I was at home-still in my pjs and crazy hair at 10 am listening to two preschoolers fight with each other while trying to calm my super fussy 3 month old and I remembered this song. One day I will miss that my kids are home, even on days when it is 10 am and I have not been able to brush my teeth. I will probably even miss those teachable moments when playing referee and I know I will miss those times when my baby just wants to be held.
I hope you like the song. My mom reminds me often, especially on the hard days "Krista, you're going to miss this". And as always. . . she is right. :)
I like this song because it is true. I am trying each day to appreciate where I am at in that moment as time goes by so fast. Today Jeff was golfing all morning and I was at home-still in my pjs and crazy hair at 10 am listening to two preschoolers fight with each other while trying to calm my super fussy 3 month old and I remembered this song. One day I will miss that my kids are home, even on days when it is 10 am and I have not been able to brush my teeth. I will probably even miss those teachable moments when playing referee and I know I will miss those times when my baby just wants to be held.
I hope you like the song. My mom reminds me often, especially on the hard days "Krista, you're going to miss this". And as always. . . she is right. :)
Friday, October 9, 2009
A Night Away
I am very excited, but nervous at the same time. Tonight Jeff and I get to go out on our first date since Colin was born (almost 3 months ago). If you are reading this please pray that my little one does well taking the bottle. He is not a fan and I am excited to go but anxious about being away and the crying that might come with feeding time. I am just praying the Lord intervenes and it is not a problem at all. He is with a good friend who is an awesome mommy so I am sure it will be okay.
But I digress. I have come to realize that date nights are SUPER important. My internal dialogue when people said this was always- Do you know how much $ that costs or we are doing fine, or better yet, we have date night every night when we watch our favorite shows together on TV. But I have also discovered that my husbands primary love language is quality time. So spending time together doing activities that we enjoy is very important to him, and I have to admit I do like it even though I get anxious about leaving the baby. Also there is something to be said about getting away from the everyday environment and going out together.
So. . I have a question for you. It was a question I had hear posed on talk radio. The 2 questions were: How long have you been married? And what was the most difficult year or years in your marriage. The host has been married for over 25 years and stated the 7th and a tad bit of the 8th were the most difficult for him. He believes that if you can make it past that point the rest is no picnic, but downhill compared to those years.
Jeff and I will celbrate our 8 year anniversary on the 20th of this month and I have to say that year 6 was a doosey. That was by far the most difficult for me. Now that we are headed into our 8th, the 7th was much more manageable even with adding another child to the mix. so. . .I pose these to questions to my readers: How long have you been married and what were your most difficult years? If you are in your hard years I pray the Lord will bless your time and that you will come out an even more amazing couple on the other side of things.
Oh and I am SOOOOO looking forward to my date with my wonderful hubby tonight! :)
But I digress. I have come to realize that date nights are SUPER important. My internal dialogue when people said this was always- Do you know how much $ that costs or we are doing fine, or better yet, we have date night every night when we watch our favorite shows together on TV. But I have also discovered that my husbands primary love language is quality time. So spending time together doing activities that we enjoy is very important to him, and I have to admit I do like it even though I get anxious about leaving the baby. Also there is something to be said about getting away from the everyday environment and going out together.
So. . I have a question for you. It was a question I had hear posed on talk radio. The 2 questions were: How long have you been married? And what was the most difficult year or years in your marriage. The host has been married for over 25 years and stated the 7th and a tad bit of the 8th were the most difficult for him. He believes that if you can make it past that point the rest is no picnic, but downhill compared to those years.
Jeff and I will celbrate our 8 year anniversary on the 20th of this month and I have to say that year 6 was a doosey. That was by far the most difficult for me. Now that we are headed into our 8th, the 7th was much more manageable even with adding another child to the mix. so. . .I pose these to questions to my readers: How long have you been married and what were your most difficult years? If you are in your hard years I pray the Lord will bless your time and that you will come out an even more amazing couple on the other side of things.
Oh and I am SOOOOO looking forward to my date with my wonderful hubby tonight! :)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Fog Be Gone
Okay. . so I have a million ideas for posting to my blog, but it never gets translated from my mind to the blog. I blame it on the fog.
I wish I had some sort of spray or vacuum or homemade remedy that would lift this fog from me. It is the post baby fog. I am sure there are other types of fogs that people are in, but this is mine for now. I tried for the past three months to deny it saying "no I don't have it this time" and feeling bad for other moms in their fog.
But I got it. It follows me around day and night. And I am sure completely visible to all. Others would call it flaky, forgetful, ignoring, etc. It also probably contains the smell of baby spit up or that I really need to change a nursing pad or even a diaper or two. I know. . gross.
I am not even sure how to explain the fog, but I am sure it is here to stay for a while. I might as well embrace it as it is my last one. However I do get frustrated when I feel that others have felt ignored, that I missed a special occasion, that I completely forgot to send that note, reminder, etc.
So. . to all my wonderful friends and family. I am trying to keep it together, but I am in my fog. (Of which I am trying to escape.) Please just don't take it personally. Maybe I can invent something and sell if for millions because I know I am not the only one that has been in a fog.
I wish I had some sort of spray or vacuum or homemade remedy that would lift this fog from me. It is the post baby fog. I am sure there are other types of fogs that people are in, but this is mine for now. I tried for the past three months to deny it saying "no I don't have it this time" and feeling bad for other moms in their fog.
But I got it. It follows me around day and night. And I am sure completely visible to all. Others would call it flaky, forgetful, ignoring, etc. It also probably contains the smell of baby spit up or that I really need to change a nursing pad or even a diaper or two. I know. . gross.
I am not even sure how to explain the fog, but I am sure it is here to stay for a while. I might as well embrace it as it is my last one. However I do get frustrated when I feel that others have felt ignored, that I missed a special occasion, that I completely forgot to send that note, reminder, etc.
So. . to all my wonderful friends and family. I am trying to keep it together, but I am in my fog. (Of which I am trying to escape.) Please just don't take it personally. Maybe I can invent something and sell if for millions because I know I am not the only one that has been in a fog.
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