Making Ends Meet

As I watch my children struggle with ungrateful hearts I find the same wicked heart in myself.

It’s ugly.

I don’t like it.

God has so blessed our family with a job, a warm house, a healthy family, good friends.

But I find myself sometimes staring into the abyss of what once was, how living in debt (although a total lie) was so much easier than trying to live life without it.

Why do our hearts ever wander to what is not?

Why, when He has proven Himself faithful time and time again, do I still struggle for control?

Sometimes I really want to smack myself.  Or take my heart out of my chest, give it a stern talking to and return it to it’s position within my body.

Thankfulness.  Gratefulness.  Contentment.  Peace.
Great-Full-Ness………GOD.

"Lord, let me walk with the wise so that I may be wise.  Give me a thankful heart.  Forgive me when my doubt and unbelief become bigger than you."


So I was thinking…

…no actually I was reading Miss A LA MODE’s ever-so-eloquent post POLLYANNA I"M NOT

Then it took me twenty minutes to figure out how to spell eloquent.

I’m thinking, "Darn, if my friend wasn’t so good with words I wouldn’t be struggling with spelling this darn word."

If you read her words you’d think she never leaves her house but just like you and me she sees herself so differently than others see her.

Don’t we all?

She’s got the sweetest spirit of anyone you will ever meet.  She’s always quick to help anyone who only asks and she gave me shaving cream one time.  A whole bottle!  Of shaving cream!
Now that’s love!

She shares the feeling most stay-at-home mom’s have.  By five o’clock we do meet questions from our wee ones with blank stares.  Thinking to ourselves, "How can anyone have any questions left?  There were none when we were discussing The Great Schism today."  Why now?  And who really cares where asparagus come from or the fact that it’s a Veggie Tales character.

See our kids give us those same blank looks when we’re trying our hardest to homeschool them.

You know that look……    "DUH"………   "HUH?"

I know those of you who know her know what a wonderful friend she is.  My life is a better place because she is in it.  She’s openly honest with her struggles.  She cracks me up.  We’ve sworn to bake cookies in our PJ’s one day next week and drink coffee all day.  Home Economics Day, we’re calling it. 

I’ve known her for years.  We met at a Women’s Bible Study we both still attend—-then with barely one kid and pregnant, then pregnant again.  We’ve made it up to three kids for her and four for me.  At Bible Study this week we openly admitted to the sensation of lactating just holding the latest newborn in our group.  We think we’d like more kids…..at least in that shiny pretty place in our heads.  But we sometimes sleep through the night now and let me tell ya, that’s hard to give up, even for that newborn baby smell.

So don’t let her fool you. 
She’s just like you and me.  She see’s herself differently than others see her.
She listens to the nasty inner voices.
She fights the secret inner mommy monster we all do.

And she smiles, slaps on another layer of deodorant, puts her hair in a pony tail and says, "Come on in.  Please excuse the mess."  As her littlest peanut meets you and with his sweetest little "not two" voice and says, "Pee Pee Potty" as his little boy curls plop here and there.

She’s potty training her youngest boy in the same manner I did.

Just go ask another mom who’s raised a boy.

I’m not giving any secrets away here.

Power to ya sister!!
IN HIM–


Thanksgiving Ramblings…

This Thanksgiving it will have been 15 years since I met my husband.  Three moves and four children later, countless cats, goldfish and a dog we’re so thankful for all God has done in our lives. 

This year I’m especially thankful for my test results.  All of my biopsies came back benign.  My tummy is swollen and I have four incisions that look dandy about now.  But I got to keep lots of organs I could have potentially lost.  God was so gracious to me.  I’m amazed at the prayer, the love from others, and His work in my body and life.

We won’t be traveling this Thanksgiving and sweet friends were kind enough to invite us to dinner so I’m not cooking either.  Yippee!

Our oldest son has begun basketball.  Something I never imagined would happen.  He’s such a football fanatic!  But I’m glad he’s broadening his horizons where sports are concerned.


My mom bought him basketball shoes for his birthday (which is Christmas Day).  The child is wearing a men’s 8 now.  What happened to my 6lb 13oz baby boy?


Running sprints.  He’s a fast one!

Baby girl, who loves the camera, gave me a few poses while we watched practice.  These pictures capture her personality to a "T".


She is the spitting image of me.  God bless her heart!


Pray for me, will ya?

Tomorrow is a sunny 60 degree day.  Perfect Thanksgiving weather!

Our middle son has begun art lessons.  He’s quite the talented little artist and I love knowing he can go from football to art without batting an eye!

From our family to yours…Have a great Thanksgiving!  God is good!


Two days Post-op

After two days of recovery I’ve finally lost most of the anesthesia fog and I’m getting a little clearer.

My tummy looks like I’m pregnant with a painted on smiley face where my incisions are.  I have four of them, with the lower one hurting the most.  I spent part of today searching for sweat pants onine that will fit a 6’2" woman.  I’m not sure when I’ll be able to button jeans again. 

For all of you brave women out there who have had C-sections I sympathize with you in a way I could never before.  Boy, am I sore!!
Because everyone was so happy with my results I don’t have a clear picture of exactly what was done on Friday but hope to talk to my Dr. tomorrow.  I do know I have all my parts and pieces and that makes me smile. 

God is so good to give us things we could never even imagine.  Of course I’d figured out the three or four options I was going to be faced with and just like HIM he hands me one far better. 

"I love you Jesus, just for being you."

Hope you had a good weekend.


Surgery

Just a quick note.  All went great.  Kept both ovaries.
1 fallopian tube taken and one cyst!  Praise God!
More latere….


I planned on a contest this week, really I did!

But life got in the way and I woke up this morning realizing my surgery is tomorrow morning.
I’ve had a lot of peace. 
Until today.

But time with HIM this morning gave me back my peace and put my focus on HIM and not my circumstances.
Keeping my focus on HIM is harder today than it has been.  My tummy is a little up and downsy!
Ok, now I’m making up words.

Pray for me.
Surgery is at 8am to remove left ovary.  A biopsy will be done.  If all is well I get a few stitches and come home to recover.  If not, it’s a more involved surgery and a two-three day hospital stay.

Pray for my family.
Pray for the kids.

Jesus reigns.


We have a winner!

Kimalita won this week’s contest.
Congratulations girl!  Email me your address and I’ll get it in the mail to you.

Next week’s contest will be for the LAST Peppermint Oil I have from Beeyoutiful! 

In our family this week…..

  • *Our youngest son and one of his good friends went to see the Starwars concert this past weekend.  It was an early Christmas present and they had a blast!!!  My husband was under strict orders to TAKE PICTURES so here they are……






  • *My sweet hubbie had a tooth pulled yesterday and if anyone has ever had that done…..’it ain’t no fun’.  He’s staying home, resting and taking care of himself today.
  • *My surgery to remove my left ovary is scheduled for next Friday.  Please pray that the ovary is non cancerous
  • *I’ve decided you can NEVER go cheap on toilet paper, paper towels or trash bags.
  • *My kids all made A’s on their Math tests.  Yippee

That’s all folks! 


Photoshop CS3???

Yep- I’ve got it but have NO idea of what I’m doing with it.  All I can do is run some of Pioneer Woman’s Actions and then even tweaking that seems daunting.
But here’s one of Sparky…..
Not sure that I like it….
Or even what I did.

Help!


The new addition

Our family, like most homeschool families, has had an array of animals one might call pets.  We’ve had

  • a salamander
  • about 10 cats at one time or another
  • a dog
  • raised a baby robin
  • all sorts of spiders
  • one of those bright red shiny furry ant/wasp things
  • turtles
  • a frog here and there
  • fish
  • mice
  • and even considered a horse once

It has taken me a long time to weed our cats down to just 2—-Fred (the 18 pound monstrosity) and Cruiser (the neighbors stray cat that somehow became ours).  Fred and Cruiser happily co exist with Sparky, our dog, who by the way weighs 1/2 of what Fred does.

So you can imagine my surprise when three weeks ago my husband and 2 boys come home from football practice with a stray cat that they found on the football field.  An 8 week old, flea infested, sweet little tabby kitten.  The fact that my husband let her in his truck at all is a miracle to me.  He’s not a big cat fan.  When we married he inherited my cat with me.  Since that time, 13 years ago, I think we’ve had about 10 cats.

So here is our newest addition…..Raider (an appropriate name for a girl cat found on The Raider’s football field).  Don’t you think??




Sweet and asleep last night after playing outside and climbing trees all day….

And just for comparison…..a photo beside Fred who was none too happy about being dragged out from under the bed where he was fast asleep for a photo-op.

At the last weigh in Fred was close to 18 pounds and Raider was 2.2 lbs.

Gray tabbies must really like us, huh?


Field Trip Day

The morning began cloudy and rainy…..well drizzling rain.  A day that was made for a late start to homeschooling and a deeper snuggle in the bed.  But it was not to be….

It was field trip day and we were to be there at 9:15am.

Sometimes I wonder why I do things to myself.

Tap, tap!  Do you?

But my chilly pessimistic attitude began to change as caffeine kicked in and I was able to drag the four kids out of the bed by their hair.

Just kidding there guys.

Rocket Man decided to go with us.  I love it when he goes on field trips with us but sometimes He and field trips don’t mix well.  The unspoken "Something will always go wrong"  bypasses him.  It’s unspoken between homeschool moms especially where field trips are concerned.   And directions?  I won’t even go there!

We made it safely to "the other side of the world" and were greeted by this fellow.


All the kids were given corn to feed the animals.  This guys was the bully in the bunch.


Must be the horns.

After feeding the animals we headed straight for the "milk the fake cow" race.  Now this was a hoot and the girls won!  You rock girls!!


Baby boy who just turned 8 (sniff, sniff)…….

Baby Girl hard at work…

Then big brother’s turn…

Then middle brother’s turn…


One of our Classical Conversations tutors shows off a few photos.  She’s a mom too!

These guys watched while we raced ducks….
Aren’t they beautiful??

Duck racing…………




Then off to mine for gems!!





Next was the hay ride and as always it’s without hay.  Funny how it always is that way.  Guess I’m glad though.  Hay can be awfully prickly on the ole buns.


Then everyone had to scream to get "Old Bessy" running.  It reminded me of "Bus Driver, move that bus!"


This is one of my best friends.  She’s a beautiful Child of the KING.  I just love her transparency.  Hey beautiful!  Bet you didn’t know I snapped photos of you did ya?

Some of you may recognizer her as The Scooper.
This is her serious look.  Beautiful here too!  And applied makeup in the car which I thought so unfair as I wore NONE.

"Farmer Brown" fed his hand raised family of deer.

Yep, that’s a ten point buck for all you hunters out there.

Next we learned about growing pumpkins.  I really enjoyed this part.  We just studied seeds so it was wonderful to hear the children’s questions.


And the whole gang once we got back, had ice cream and got our very own tiny pumpkin…

Check back in soon.  I have a great contest coming up with prizes from BEEYOUTIFUL.  Love those guys.


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