This blog is a record of my life as the Lord shepherds me through His will. It is a testament to the lessons I learn, or attempt to learn.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Oh My Lanta!

This was the look on my face  j u s t  before I, well, you will have to read on to discover my unfortunate fate.

I was feeling so exhausted earlier that I decided it would be a GREAT idea to let the kids have some room time for them selves while mommy rested a bit. 

Everything seemed to be going swimmingly.  The kids were getting along.  I heard playing and laughter.  I was able to get in a good nap.  Then, I heard Bella fussing a little bit, and I kind of knew what that meant.  It meant that Ilijah must have fallen asleep, because, frankly, her world is pretty much perfect when her brother is around. 

Sure enough! 

I came down to the room to check on the kids, and Ilijah was sleeping soundly on his bed.  Sweet, I thought.  But it was at that very moment that a strong odor began to saturate my poor pregnant proboscis.  I chalked it up to a poopy diaper, and then proceeded to take Bella on downstairs. 

When I made it down the steps, I noticed the foul smell was not coming from her diaper, but rather her HANDS!  Oh my LANTA came to my mind, and then I began investigating. 

Why did her hands smell so bad?  Where was this coming from?  She doesn't have a poopy.  Her clothes are intact, and for the most part, everything seems normal.  What is going on? 

I cleaned up her hands as best I could, and made a mad dash back up the stairs to further investigate.  That is when the above mentioned picture came into play.  There, in the middle of the kids' floor was one of Ilijah's pull ups with poop all up in it.  Around the pull up was poop everywhere! 

Needless to say, I made a mad dash back out of the room and into the bathroom . . . you can fill in the rest of this scenario with your own imagination. 

Now, Ilijah is still sleeping, and he is under his covers, so I still have no clue if the pull up on the floor is the one he was wearing, or if Jacob or I simply forgot to properly dispose of one previously.  What I do know, is that I CANNOT GO BACK INTO THAT ROOM. 

Poor Jacob has to come home from work and immediately get to work on one of THE most disgusting things I have yet encountered as a parent.  But I tried.  I fought twice to go back into that lugubrious
room to undertake the vile duty of cleansing the filthy sewage, and both instances, the circumstances were the same. 

I am weak, I admit.  However, I do have the unfortunate "gift" of the almighty pregnancy proboscis!  Which I believe is much more of a curse.  This "gift" is so dissatisfactory, that I can smell things almost 10x more potant than usual.  Uggh it is just simply awful.

As I wallow in self pity, I ask my self, "Has anyone else encountered a similar fate one unsuspecting afternoon?"  I do have to look on the upside, however.  At least I made it to the bathroom.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Yeah, It's One Of Those Days

Today is just one of those days.  A list of things to do a mile and a half long.  The never ending nag of things past due, things needing to be done, and things yet to come.  If I make it through this day without procrastinating, it will be a miracle.

How do things creep up on you so quickly?  I mean, that is an oxymoron right?  Creeping up quickly.  It feels as though I just did all of that laundry, and I just cleaned the kids entire room.  What happened to my squeaky clean bathroom?  Oh my.  Discouragement settles in.

But, I WILL conquer this day!  Just knowing the fortitude of other mothers I have out there backing me as I go into battle will help me fight the good fight.  I also know that I have God on my side, and that in the end, a squeaky clean home isn't necessarily what He needs from me at this moment.  Oh my, it is good to know that I can rest in Him.  Starting to calm down.  Thank you Lord for letting me cast all of my cares upon you.  Thank you for making this world mean so much more than a mundane meaningless morning.  Praise be to you God for your glory endures forever.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Guess who's back?

That's right.  I am back as an AtHome America Specialist.  I know some of you all were wondering if I was selling this season, and I am!  If you need anything for the Holidays, we have tons on our Clearance section in the Attic.  Plus, you can earn a ton of free gifts by becoming a HomeShow Host.  Let me know if you need anything and I will be glad to help you out!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Signs of a Reader.

For all you moms out there who have begun the task of teaching reading. 

What were the first signs that they were ready?

What were your first steps?

Where do I go from here?

Ilijah has always shown signs of being an overly motivated learner.  I was gung ho about pushing him early on, and then I decided that he can learn tons without having to "sit down and work".  Now, however, he is showing further signs that he is ready to move on to the next level by recognizing words. 

We were sitting in the movie theater about 2 months ago when a trailer came up for the new Scooby-Doo movie, but all that came up was some music and the text of the movie.  However, Ilijah knew right away that it was Scooby-doo, and he screamed it out in excitement.  Now, I understand that he probably just recognized what the typical Scooby-doo text looks like, so I didn't pay it much mind.  Then last night, we were watching a documentary called Babies and when the text for the film came up again, he yelled out "BABIES!"  This time there were no cues, no pictures, nothing that would lead him to recognizing this word.  Jacob and I were astonished and so we rewound it and asked him to tell us again what this was, and he did.  He has been doing this with several words lately, so my question is . . . What now?