Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Pardon me while I have a proud mommy moment.

Yesterday was a big day for our family. I took Libby to school and spent about a half-hour outside talking to a friend of mine when my cell phone rang. It was Jeremy asking where I was. See, the previous night Gabriel (our nephew) had spent the night and apparently he and Benjamin had been discussing baptism all morning. Benjamin got an "Evangecube" and they were discussing how sin seperated us from God and how Jesus is the "bridge" that crosses that sin and allows us into heaven through baptism.

Yesterday Benjamin told his daddy that he wanted to be baptized. So in the very large bath tub in our master bedroom, with his Grandma, Granddaddy, sisters, Mom, and another member of our congregation as witnesses of this most blessed occasion, my little seven-year-old was baptized by his daddy and became our brother in Christ. I am still bursting with love and pride at this event.
Everywhere that we went for the rest of the day, he just had to tell people that he'd been "babatized". We also took him to pick out a real Bible (as opposed to a "story" Bible).

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Had our ultrasound yesterday. The baby looks very healthy, is measuring right on track and weighs 10 ounces. We found out that it's a boy, so I guess I can go through all the tiny baby clothes an pack away all the pink stuff ^_~

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Okay so yesterday I'm taking a nap, the girls are "playing" and so Jeremy steps outside for a moment. In my sleep I can hear that the girls are beginning to quarrel so I get up and go to check on them. On my way out of the bedroom I hear a bloodcurdling scream causing me to hurry toward the room that they share. I encountered Abby, the two-year-old in the living room crying with BLOOD STREAMING DOWN HER FACE! There was a huge gash above her right eye. As I was cleaning it with a wet paper towel all I could get her to tell me was "Libby did it". So as I try to stop the bleeding I ask Libby what happened (Libby is almost five and has a speech delay and could possibly have mild autism or something similar, we are working on getting her evaluated) to which she replies very guiltily "I have to potty." This is her way of distracting us from the fact that she's in trouble. So I locate Jeremy by phone (he had walked two blocks to his mom's house) and tell them I need someone to watch Libby while I take Abby to the ER. Thankfully my mother-in-law brought him home and offers to drive so I can sit next to Abby.
Fastforward to the ER. Abby didn't want them to put a bandaid on it, she didn't even want them to put the ID bracelet on me. Everything sets her off and when they feel that she is numb enough, they wrapped her in a sheet and held her dow to put five stitches across her eyebrow. Such screaming, you can't imagine. And the pitiful begging "I want to go home! I want Daddy! I'm Done! Please!" So once she was freed from the bindings I held her for a while to calm her and then within ten minutes she was released. She kept the 'blanket' (soft flannel hospital gown that she didn't want to put on at first) and has been pointing out her 'booboo' to everyone. Ah the joys of motherhood . . .

Thursday, September 01, 2005

So much for the sweet rat. Three days after I brought him home he bit me. Since I hadn't had him long, I worried about the possibility of rabies, so I took him to be euthanized so that the health dept could pick up the body and send him off to be tested. I havfe since heard back from them, he didn't have rabies . . . *huge sigh of relief*.

Gas prices went sky high yesterday, so I skipped taking Libby to 4K this morning and the girls won't make it to playgroup either.

My sinuses have been driving me mad lately, but they seem to have settled down after I finally took something for it.

I got my haircut on Tuesday, it feels so much better at the tips. I go way too long between haircuts, so that by the time I get around to it, the ends feel like horsehair.

Went thrift shopping with my mom yesterday. Picked up a tall/skinny chest of drawers and a sewing table to organize my bedroom with, along with gender neutral baby clothes and some things for the girls. And of course I got some maternity clothes, you can never have too many of those.

I want to rearrange the bedroom furniture and get rid of one of the bookshelves, mainly organizing to make room for when the baby gets here. I figure he/she will stay in our room in the cradle for the first six months or so unless the perfect house drops into our lap. Everyone thinks we're crazy for having another baby in a three bedroom house, but babies don't take up that much space, and if we end up staying here, we'll fit him/her in somewhere when the cradle is outgrown.

  • I need to start Ben on school; I can hear him playing a video game in his room.
  • I need to load the dishwasher. *DONE!*
  • I need to wipe down the countertops. *DONE!*
  • I need to do some laundry.
  • I need to vacuum.
  • I need to sweep.

Monday, August 22, 2005

I went to the animal auction on Saturday to see my mom. I came home with $10 from selling rats and a free rat that was gonna be snake food. He's so sweet but I can't think of a name for him. He's really fat and has dumbo ears.

When I got home the kids were all running fevers so I had to go back out and buy Motrin since we didn't have any in the house (just Tylenol). So we skipped church on Sunday, since we didn't want to spread whatever it was, and I kept Libby out of school today to make sure she had fully recovered. Judging from the way she's jumping around, she'll go tomorrow.

Ben started homeschool today. UGH!!! Once he gets into the rhythm of it he'll be fine, but so far he's been driving me nuts. In fact, we still have a few things left to finish, but we needed a break. In fact, I'm not sure who needed it more. This too shall pass.

Lord, grant me strength and patience....

Monday, August 15, 2005

I went by the elementary school earlier today to see if any spots had opened up for Libby. As I walked down the hallway toward Ms. Sanders' classroom I ran into an old friend that used to teach at Redcliffe Elementary. Libby's speech teacher was also in the hallway and was thrilled to see me there. She accompanied me to the classroom and showed me around. Ms. Sanders said that she was planning on calling me in the afternoon to let me know that there was an opening in the morning class.

I am so scared. Libby starts 4K tomorrow. She has to be in the classroom at 7:35am. Most mommies have the whole summer, or for that matter their whole lives to prepare to send their little ones off to school. I've been planning to homeschool since before the kids were born. But this has all happened so suddenly and I just don't know how to feel about it. It's in Libby's best interests for her to go to 4K, to help with her speech and social development.

Dear Lord, please watch over my sweet little girl. Please help her to gain what she needs from this experience. In Jesus' name, Amen.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

I had a meeting with Libby's speech therapist yesterday. Libby started speech therapy last year through the public school system (it's free if you go through the school system). At this meeting Mrs. Davis emphasized that she thought it would benefit Libby greatly to go to 4K at the elementary school. I suggested the local private Christian school and she pointed out that their environment is much too structured to help Libby. And so after I left the meeting with Mrs. Davis I drove over to the elementary school where I proceeded to register her for 4K. Normally there is a waiting list but Libby takes precidence over other children waiting because she is in speech therapy. I met Amie Sanders who will be teaching Libby if a space opens up in the class. Ms. Sanders is fairly confindent that she will be able to call me on Monday afternoon and let me know if they have a spot for Libby (she doesn't expect one of the little girls to show up; she heard that she moved). So once I got home I called Libby's prediatrician to make sure that she was fully caught up in her vaccinations and they said I could pick up a copy of her shot records on Monday. Then my mom showed up with Libby (she'd spent the night with Granny) and we headed to the walmart where we bought her a backpack, lunchbox, folder, and crayons. We also picked up some cute shirts and little skirts that have shorts underneath from the clearance rack.

And so even though Benjamin will be homeschooled, Libby will be going to 4K at the public elementary school. I am more nervous about this than I can begin to describe.

Lord, please watch over my little girl.

Friday, August 12, 2005

What a surprise! In fact, days later I am still a little shocked. Apparently my IUD stopped working in June and so I found out that I'm three months pregnant. My due date is February 24 and I am positively ecstatic. It's a good thing I gave in to my nesting instincts and reorganized all the stuff at my mom's house. It made it a lot easier to pull out my summer maternity clothes which I already need. I had noticed that my clothes were growing too small, but I thought that I was just getting fat.

Boy, that first trimester just flies right by, doesn't it?

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Jeremy and I have decided to start trying for number four and now I've got baby fever like mad. It's all I can do not to drive up to my mother's house and start organizing maternity clothes/nursing clothes and baby clothes. The midwife suggested that we wait a month, since I only had my IUD removed on Monday. That will also allow me to build up a month's worth of prenatal vitamins. And last night I lay awake rearranging the bedroom furniture in my mind. After the trying past few months that I've had, this is just what I need to bring my priorities back into focus. The good Lord has given me a wonderful loving supportive husband and three wonderful beautiful clever loving children. This is the path that God wants to stay on, this is the path to happiness.