3 minutes. That's all it took to set the world right. 3 minutes. That's how long I needed to put everything in perspective. To remember what's important. To calm my mind and heart. 3 minutes with my baby in my arms.
I snuck into Avery's room tonight to put something away and I just couldn't resist picking her up and snuggling. I lifted her sleeping little body up and put her on my shoulder. She instantly settled in, nuzzling up against my neck. I could feel her little body with each sweet breath. I could smell the unmistakable scent of a clean, young baby. I felt her warm breath on my neck. I smiled as she gently stroked my back. I sat in her rocking chair, her warm body nestled up to mine, and realized, again, just how blessed I am. God has given me the most amazing gift.
3 minutes was all it took for me to remember how much I love my feisty little baby. 3 minutes was all I needed to remember her sweet smile. It was all the time I needed to hear her contagious laugh, her heart-warming "mamamama". 3 minutes was all I needed to fall in love all over again with this amazing baby of mine.
10 minutes. 10 minutes is how long it took that little booger to fall back to sleep. Teach me to wake a sleeping baby!!!!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Offensive
While playing Webkinz with Ella. We were shopping for new bedroom furniture for her newest webkinz.
Ella: "Mom, every thing is so offensive!"
Mom: Thinking to myself that I agree some of the color combinations are a bit offensive, I'm surprised my 4 year old picked up on that. I say, "offensive? why do you say that?"
Ella: "It just is. All the beds and everything are just so offensive!"
Mom: "oh, honey. They're not offensive. We'll find something you'll like. I can help you pick it out."
Ella: "You can't help. You'll pick something offensive, just like Claire"
Mom: A little offended, but still trying to be helpful I say, "No, I'll pick out something very nice. Do you like this?" Showing her a lovely pink canopy bed with matching dog-bone accented vanity set.
Ella: Crying now... "it's all to offensive! I'll never get anthing! I'm going to run out of money!!"
Mom: Light bulb coming on... "Oh, expensive, it's all to expensive!" Laughing and happy I figured it out.
Ella: "It's not funny!" and runs out of the room.
Mom: Thinking, "we'll it's a little funny.... Ella, honey, come here. We'll figure this out! : )
God bless her!
Enjoy this icy day and the extra time with your kids!
Ella: "Mom, every thing is so offensive!"
Mom: Thinking to myself that I agree some of the color combinations are a bit offensive, I'm surprised my 4 year old picked up on that. I say, "offensive? why do you say that?"
Ella: "It just is. All the beds and everything are just so offensive!"
Mom: "oh, honey. They're not offensive. We'll find something you'll like. I can help you pick it out."
Ella: "You can't help. You'll pick something offensive, just like Claire"
Mom: A little offended, but still trying to be helpful I say, "No, I'll pick out something very nice. Do you like this?" Showing her a lovely pink canopy bed with matching dog-bone accented vanity set.
Ella: Crying now... "it's all to offensive! I'll never get anthing! I'm going to run out of money!!"
Mom: Light bulb coming on... "Oh, expensive, it's all to expensive!" Laughing and happy I figured it out.
Ella: "It's not funny!" and runs out of the room.
Mom: Thinking, "we'll it's a little funny.... Ella, honey, come here. We'll figure this out! : )
God bless her!
Enjoy this icy day and the extra time with your kids!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Table dancing
We took the night off tonight and it was soooo nice. Claire was suppose to have her school Christmas program tonight, but the snow took care of that. So then we were going to go to swim team practice, as usual. But then, I had a moment.
I stopped (something I really should do more often) and looked around. Here is what I saw:
It was 5:20, we had to leave in 40 minutes if we were going to, barely, make it to practice.
My husband was blowing snow, bless his heart.
The big girls were playing in that same snow.
The baby was HAPPILY playing by herself in the "kitchen room" (Ella's name for the upstairs playroom b/c it has the play kitchen in it).
I was trying to make something for dinner that would satisfy both the kids and adults.
Claire had homework.
Ella and Avery needed baths.... you get the idea?
So, I said to myself, "Self, take the night off. Enjoy the evening. Play with the girls. Give baths. Catch up on laundry. Lighten Up!!
And we did just that.
What a wonderful night! We ate (pasta with chicken, yeah, big surprise!). The girls told stories about their day. Claire did her homework, man that kid can read. I was listening to her tonight wondering, "who taught her to read like that, when did that happen?" Such a blessing that I can easily take for granted!
Then the big show! The girls turned off all the lights, except for the "spot lights" above the fireplace. They lined up the dinner chairs along the back of the family room. Then they took turns "performing" on top of the coffe table to the music of the Fabulous Traidmarxx. It was amazing. The best ballet (Ella) and tumbling/singing/dancing (Claire) I've ever seen. Avery loved it! She sat in a big chair between mom and dad, clapping and laughing!
Then, off to bath (thanks Dave!) and bed. I had enough energy left to put away laundry and finish, yes finish! our Christmas cards.
So, tomorrow night, we're off to swim practice! But that's okay. Because tonight, I was in the moment. Tonight, I enjoyed my kids and my husband and didn't worry about what needed to be done, or what should be done. I took the time to watch as they danced on the coffee table and quietly thanked God that we have never gotten around to replacing it with a nicer one!
I stopped (something I really should do more often) and looked around. Here is what I saw:
It was 5:20, we had to leave in 40 minutes if we were going to, barely, make it to practice.
My husband was blowing snow, bless his heart.
The big girls were playing in that same snow.
The baby was HAPPILY playing by herself in the "kitchen room" (Ella's name for the upstairs playroom b/c it has the play kitchen in it).
I was trying to make something for dinner that would satisfy both the kids and adults.
Claire had homework.
Ella and Avery needed baths.... you get the idea?
So, I said to myself, "Self, take the night off. Enjoy the evening. Play with the girls. Give baths. Catch up on laundry. Lighten Up!!
And we did just that.
What a wonderful night! We ate (pasta with chicken, yeah, big surprise!). The girls told stories about their day. Claire did her homework, man that kid can read. I was listening to her tonight wondering, "who taught her to read like that, when did that happen?" Such a blessing that I can easily take for granted!
Then the big show! The girls turned off all the lights, except for the "spot lights" above the fireplace. They lined up the dinner chairs along the back of the family room. Then they took turns "performing" on top of the coffe table to the music of the Fabulous Traidmarxx. It was amazing. The best ballet (Ella) and tumbling/singing/dancing (Claire) I've ever seen. Avery loved it! She sat in a big chair between mom and dad, clapping and laughing!
Then, off to bath (thanks Dave!) and bed. I had enough energy left to put away laundry and finish, yes finish! our Christmas cards.
So, tomorrow night, we're off to swim practice! But that's okay. Because tonight, I was in the moment. Tonight, I enjoyed my kids and my husband and didn't worry about what needed to be done, or what should be done. I took the time to watch as they danced on the coffee table and quietly thanked God that we have never gotten around to replacing it with a nicer one!
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