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Single tired mom of four. Lover of chocolate and coffee - not necessarily in that order. Lover of Jesus, photographer by trade, Photoshop junkie and crime TV watcher.

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Lay Your Burdens Down

February 24, 2008

Project 365 – Day 11

Even as a newborn, her eyebrows have told a story; they always appear to carry such a heavy load.

I pray she learns quickly, His yoke is easy and His burden is light.  Hopefully long before her mama did.

 

Conversations at Two

February 23, 2008

Project 365 – Day 10

This morning my wee one walked into my office and handed me the dental floss.

“Mommee, can you put dis back in fo me?  I had to yick (lick) it.”

It progressed from there to,

“Momeee, can you get me a caat?”

“A what?”

“A Caat?  Jus a tiny one”

“Oooh a cat.  I’m sorry sweetie but mommy can’t have cats because they make me sneeze and cough.”

“Weaww (well)….you could just go in yo woom.”

“I don’t think that would work out too well, but maybe we can get another small animal for you.”

“Weaww…ok.  How bout a zebwa?”

Now tell me, how could I not feel abundantly blessed?

White is Not My Friend

February 19, 2008

Project 365 – Day 5

I was super thrilled a couple of days back when finding a certain little package in my mailbox. Sweet Debbie Corley wrote to me a couple of weeks ago to tell me she had sent me a book about one woman’s journey through single motherhood, written and signed by her friend Angela Thomas.

So when the package arrived I opened it up and browsed through the first few pages, waiting for a free moment to jump right in and see how much Angela and I had in common, or if there was anything I could glean from this woman who has double the children at home, and can still wear a form fitting white suit. After all, white below the waist is my enemy. In fact, I look fat just standing next to someone wearing white. Certainly, anyone that could have perfectly coiffed hair and don that attire, must be doing something right.

All kidding aside, I can’t wait to read this. It is clear from what I’ve read so far that Angela depends on God in her life of single parenthood and I know I will be inspired. And at the speed things are going around here, I might even have it finished by 2010.


Too Cool for My Shades

February 16, 2008

Project 365 – Day 3

I am so glad that I have children to make me laugh regularly.  Watching them grow in my opinion is the greatest gift God has ever given.  And with that I give you this…

This little bugger gives me more joy than I thought was ever possible, especially during those really special moments like this afternoon when she walked over to her 20 year old sister and asked very seriously, “Tell me the truth, do you have poopie’s in your pants?”

Joy I tell you.  I wish I had birthed a whole herd.

 

What’s a mama to do?

February 12, 2008

Being two and wearing this is not fun, well…not after day one.

She spent some time trying to convince me that she needed her sucker and all would be well. I laughed hysterically as she bumped into the mask trying to put her comfort into her mouth.

However, the joke was on me once I turned my head. See where the sucker is now!

Kissing the Messenger

February 3, 2008

I wish I had a picture that could sum up the last few weeks, but unfortunately I have not been present at any train wrecks, so this post will only show the rosey side of our lives.

I actually could show you a picture of my face, which in theory could sum it all up, yet I still hold onto a fraction of vanity, so you will have to use your imagination. 

You see I had my tooth pulled two days ago, which was quite violent, yet painless and my face, atop the ten extra pounds I gained since November, and the water retention from PMS, looks like a very large basketball.  My dear mother looked at me as said, “Your face doesn’t look swollen to me.”  I replied, “Oh great, so your telling me my face looks this fat all the time?”  Thankfully my eldest showed up at the door yesterday and said, “Wow, your face is swollen.”

I kissed her.

Aside from my own ailments, my Wee Bella is sick again for the third time this month, and the second case of the croup.  It is just an awful thing to watch your wee ones when they are sick.  I would gladly keep my basketball sized head longer just to have her well again.

It must sound as though I am complaining, but I am just reporting the facts.  I actually feel extrordinarily blessed amidst the sickness and chaos, but I am praying health for all.  We have had enough I tell you.