so, scrambled days should surely tell you that this is going to be quite scattered, right?
it really is.
i started this post last week.
added bits here and there and now, over a week later, and many events later, i’m finally finishing it up.
so…bear with me!
i’m reading Bloom by Kelle Hampton right now.
totally heart-wrenching and beautiful and inspirational all at the same time.
i don’t have a big list of ‘big time’ bloggers that i follow and really like.
but, i have to say, she is one of them.
not because i agree or could endorse all of her beliefs, because i could not.
but, because she writes with such soul.
she just has this way of drawing you into a life that i ‘get’.
her book is just the same way, and i am loving it.
crying my way through pieces of it, for sure.
Tim and Seth are at a ballgame tonight as part of Seth’s prize for completing the summer reading program at the library.
Ava did the program too.
but, come on.
if you’re a mom and your kiddos did the summer reading program your library offers, you surely know what i mean when i say ‘where’s my prize?!’
yeah, it seems to me the mom’s get the short end of that stick.
three more days til school starts.
i have no idea where the summer went.
my daughter is beside herself with excitement about going to kindergarten.
my son, feels like the summer was too short.
i feel….both of those things.
and, the occasional, ‘these kiddos need a change of scenery’.
but, mostly, i am happy my children have a good school to attend.
i’m excited for their worlds to be opened more and their minds expanded.
but, i’m going to miss them so much.
i just love having my children at home and being with their precious souls.
yesterday when we were in the van listening to Michael W. Smith as we drove along, i had tears in my eyes listening to three of their 4 voices singing along to worship songs. it was one of those ‘i wish i could freeze time’ moments. (closely followed by a moment of ‘why do they have to fight about EVERYTHING’, but still).
i can’t believe it will just be me and Brent and sweet Kate here at home each day starting Monday.
it’s not a thing i always take kindly to.
as i was reading in Bloom today, i read the part of the story where Kelle’s sister comes to the hospital after she’s had Nella. she talked about how her sister just swooped in and took her baby and loved on her like she was her own. she talked about the bond that she has with her sister and their years of growing up being best of friends, worst of enemies. and, i teared up at the part where her sister came so soon after her babies birth.
i’ve always wished for that when i’ve had my babies, and always longed to be able to do that when my sister has had hers.
but, distance separates us greatly, and we have to settle for what we can get.
and, last weekend, i settled.
for my sister and nephew being here from a Friday afternoon to a Monday morning.
it was short, but just what my soul needed.
to hold each others babies and just sit around the house watching all these kids….to talk and laugh, and be stupid and crazy together….to solve all the problems we see and touch on our own….man. we could have rolled on in that mode for a lot more days.
but, it was good.
real good, those couple short days.
i have decided my kids may need to get out of the house, even if i don’t.
case in point:
little Kate was having some bowel issues a couple days this week, and i knew that if she would just POOP!!! things would be better.
but, what do you do? nature just has to run it’s course.
well…last night we took a couple of meals around to some friends and neighbors and wouldn’t you know.
15 minutes after we left the house, at someone else’s house, the explosion happened.
today, while i had errands to run, it happened again.
yes, i can go for the entire week and not leave the premises and not be phased.
but, my kids, apparently, need a change of scenery.
i decided that yesterday i HAD to get some errands run that i was putting off for weeks.
packed the kiddos up, gathered the library items and set off.
we collected a variety of books at the library first and then while i fed Kate in the grocery store parking lot, the kids read/looked at books.
we had 5 stops all together, and we survived.
sort of stressed out til i got home, but it was DONE.
i was completely mortified when i looked in the mirror upon arrival at home and had a nice, round ring of milk staining the front of my shirt.
just another day in the life of a mom, eh?
i kid you not.
last week when my sister was here, i was telling her how i’m thinking seriously about selling/getting rid of all the train toys and table we have down in our basement, cuz our kids NEVER play with it anymore.
well, most of this week, guess what they’ve been doing?
like, all-day, playing trains.
and, the other thing?
now that summer vacation is down to the last 2 days, my kids are sleeping in too.
the hubs is working today.
kids are playing (with trains, of course).
Kate’s finishing up a nap.
and, i, really must be about the housework.
i did manage to wash and wax my kitchen floor this morning.
and, i’ve made all the meals we’ve had to eat.
and, somehow, managed to get dressed.
if you’ve recently had a baby like me, you may understand when i say that this whole thing of a new little person in the house takes a lot, ALOT out of a mom.
the 24-7 constant someone needing you, and only you for something….
the walking and rocking and juggling and crying and wishing you knew how to soothe those cries….
the weary eyes that look back at you in the mirror each morning….
the wondering if and how you will ever be a decent wife again….
and, yet telling yourself every.single.day. that this doesn’t last long.
the kids were playing other things while down in the basement last week…
set up their own little hurdles and were having some games.
different levels and the whole shebang.
it was really pretty cute.
this past weekend was filled up with not only train playing and hurdle jumping, but cousin loving.
Tim’s family was here for Sunday lunch and the little girlies just adore babies….
and, then, in the evening, a cousin of Tim’s from VA stopped to see us and meet little Kate.
i love this picture of them, even though it’s not perfectly clear.
there are not a lot of people that we have in our history together, Tim and i.
but Les is one of them.
a cousin, yes, but Tim always, always says that it was because of Les that he grew to like me when first we met.
and, Les, he’s the kind of cousin that i feel like he’s ‘my’ cousin too.
not to mention that my kids and especially my sons consider him a legend.
my girl, she started school yesterday.
but, that deserves a post all of it’s own.
when, i can think straight to write all that went on with that very special day.