Thursday, October 9, 2014

Happy Birthday, Honeygirl

Good grief, you are growing up fast, Honeygirl.

You are learning to be a good helper.
I'm pretty sure your littlest sister sees you as a second mama.
You are learning to share with Sweet Pea and care about the people around you.
This morning you said that since you got a new skirt for your birthday, maybe your old one could be given to the orphanage.  That made my mama heart melt.  I love that you are learning to think of others!
You are becoming quite the artist. I love seeing your self-portraits.
You still love watermelon and tacos.  Not together, but they are your favorite foods.
And you are LOVING school.  Not that I am surprised in the least.
You think riding the bus is awesome and routinely tell me that I can just stay on the porch because you can walk to the bus stop on your own just fine.
And now that school life has begun, you've made friends in your class and on the bus.
Playdates with school-mates have begun.
Thought-provoking questions continue.
And of course, you are still adventurous, silly, and fun-loving.

I'm so thankful that six years ago, God gave us you.  A surprise little girl born just before 7am.  I will always love you.  No matter what.

Happy Birthday Honeygirl!

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Happy Birthday Sweet Pea

Four years ago, I went in to be induced.  About four hours after the first of the contractions, Sweet Pea came blazing into this world.

Four years.
You are silly, and are learning to tell jokes.
You do first, and ask for forgiveness later.  I hear "Sorry Mama" a lot!
You are getting much better about sitting to listen to a story.  Now that your big sister is at school, you will even ask me to read the same story a second time.
You love to snuggle.
Mac-n-cheese is always your meal of choice.
And you don't like things mixed.
You will even turn down a bowl of chocolate chip ice cream because you don't like the chocolate chips mixed into the vanilla.
You love pink and blue
You enjoy making new friends
And you told me your favorite thing about being three was still being small enough to go in the baby swings at the park.
You also told me the best thing about turning four would be swinging on the big swings at the park!
You want to be a mama when you grow up.
And this morning, you wouldn't eat breakfast until you had "nursed" your baby doll and found a safe place for her to lay down while you ate.
Best of all, you love like nobody's business.
You give the sweetest of kisses, and randomly interject, "I love you so much, Mama" into the middle of my day whenever it strikes your fancy.

I love you beyond measure.  And will ALWAYS love you.  No matter what.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

The Things They Say...

Tomorrow morning Honeygirl will get on the bus for the first time and head off to kindergarden.  We will see how this mama holds up.  Honeygirl, on the other hand, is quite excited.  She's met her teacher and knows which classroom number is hers. 

So tonight as I picked up Honeygirl and Sweet Pea from their first night at Awana, Sweet Pea piped up, "I don't want Honeygirl to go to kindergarden."
As I asked why, she answered with a hint of tears in her voice.
"Because I love her."
Poor baby.  I'm not the least bit surprised.  With all the fighting those two do, they still are the best of buddies.  Sweet Pea really looks up to her big sis, and just recently has been calling her "sissy."  They spend nearly all day every day together.  Having Honeygirl gone nearly all day every day is going to be a huge change.  For all of us.  Sweet Pea is losing a playmate.  So is Gracie girl.  And I'm losing out on the helper who has recently learned to change a diaper, will get Gracie out of the crib, and who helps clean up the house before Daddy gets home.  Sigh.

So in light of school preparations, Honeygirl is feeling quite grown up.
So grown up, in fact, that she declared that she will be babysitting her sisters soon.
I agreed that eventually, in a few more years, that would be the case.
She informed me that she really feels she is capable of watching them for dinner.  Like if Daddy and I want to go out for dinner.  She informed me that she knows how to feed the other two.  And she said she even thinks she could put Sweet Pea to bed.
Just not Gracie.  That would probably be too hard.
Oh Honeygirl.  So grown up.  But not THAT grown up.  Stay little awhile longer please!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Christ is Enough

We sang this song in church this morning.  It totally struck a chord with me.  And I want this to be the cry of my heart each day.

Christ is Enough

Christ is enough for me
Christ is enough for me
Everything I need is in You
Everything I need

Christ my all in all
The joy of my salvation
And this hope will never fail
Heaven is our home

Through every storm
My soul will sing
Jesus is hear
To God be the glory

I have decided to follow Jesus
No turning back
No turning back

The cross before me
The world behind me
No turning back
No turning back

Friday, August 22, 2014

Hello coffee

32 years of drinking tea
BSN degree in 4 years with a 3.0+, while only drinking tea
working night shift as a new nurse, while drinking black tea
moving far from home, while drinking herbal tea in many flavors
becoming a new mom, while drinking tea (and lots of water)
adding baby #2 before the first turned 2, while drinking less tea because it was usually cold by the time I got to drink it
adding baby #3 while the oldest was only 4, while drinking cold tea because I never made it to my hot tea without reheating at least twice.

I have made it through all that with only tea by my side.

And now when the youngest is one, but the oldest hasn't quite started kindergarden yet, is when I finally succumb and start drinking coffee-ish hot drinks in the morning. Good grief.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


Our pastor did a fantastic series on simplifying. It really resonated with me. Week by week, we were given a challenge on different areas to simplify: stuff, noise (like all the input from music and the internet, etc), food... I realized there are so many ways in which we have so much excess. Sometimes I fantasize about just picking up my family and moving. Only taking a couple suitcases of  clothes and essentials with us. Just leave all the excess behind and figure out a simple life. Or moving to another country like Aunt B and Uncle P did. Now that would sure make us simplify! Reality tells me that I would never actually do any  of those things. I'm a homebody who shies away from change. But it doesn't spot me from entertaining the thought. 

In the meantime, I'm going to keep trying to simplify right where I am at. Pull out what I know I don't need and either sell it or pass it on to someone who could use it. And try desperately to show my kiddos that more is not more. 

Until later~

Sunday, August 10, 2014


This week we will be parenting in a different location (otherwise called "vacation"). I love it when people say "have a relaxing time!" I smile and say thanks. But what I really want to say is "have you traveled with three small children lately?" 

We planned to leave at 9:15. So I packed all day Friday and finally fell I to bed at midnight. I set my alarm for 6am so I could at least get myself ready before the kids were all up, which ended up working well. And we would have even been on track to leave on time if one of the kiddos hadn't started complaining of symptoms sounding suspiciously like a UTI Friday night. So off to urgent care we went first thing Saturday morning. Impressively, we were almost completely packed and at urgent care a full 10 minutes before they opened. A nasty UTI was diagnosed, and a prescription for antibiotics was called into a beachside pharmacy. We raced home, loaded all children and headed out around 10am. I was feeling pretty good about it all, until about 5 minutes later when we had to make our first potty stop. Fifteen minutes later (with 2 Carmel frappes) we were back on the road.  For about 5 minutes before the tears began because a potty stop was desperately needed. The signs were looking ominous- this trip was going to take slightly longer than originally anticipated. Three car accidents, another potty stop, lunch stop, and feeding for Gracie baby am we finally made it to the beach. A mere four. Hours. Later. Did I mention we live about 1.5 hours from the beach?  

It's easy to feel frustrated with all the stops, and the needs of small children. But somewhere along the drive, it hit me:  this is what it looks like to live life with three littles. Life is not particularly more difficult for us.  This is just par for the course when you have three that are 5 and under with the smallest being a mere 12 months. Life is not easy. But at least we are doing life. We are attempting our adventures. We are parenting indifferent  locations. And we are making memories. And for that, I am grateful.