Since college, I've been in the "make new friends" mode, but haven't been too great about keeping the old. I'm not sure why, it's just been a function of where I am, what kind of time I have...
A few weeks ago, I started to meander down memory lane and think about my old college buddies. Suzanne and Jennifer and I keep up, but not as well as I'd like to. I think we're all a little swamped with life's big changes, having kids and very busy husbands...given the circumstances, I think we do OK. I got to see Jennifer a few weeks ago, when she made a special trip up here! She brought Sammy, who Everett loved and now asks for on a daily basis. :) That was fun. Although I only got to see her for a short while, it was definitely meaningful, and I feel like we can just pick up where we left off...and be painfully honest still, too. A good trait in a lifelong friendship. I get to see Suzanne at the end of May, too! I can't wait and I think that will be so fun...
So, I decided to call up a few of my other old friends...I found Kevin and Sharon and their two kiddos, as well as Anna and Kevin and their three little ones. I've got another call to make to see if I can find Reed...Anyway, Kevin and Sharon live in Austin and when I called, they were making plans with Royce and his new wife Bea to have a visit. I got to intrude and see my old friends. It was so reaffirming and encouraging. I'm not sure why I've been so bad at keeping up...but I'll be better from now on. :) They ARE gold, after all.
It was fun, even though we only got a short chance to hang out, and we had our very busy and demanding kids with us. :) Kevin and Royce are much like I remember them, and I have always loved Sharon. It was a treat to meet Bea, and I hope we can all keep up in one way or another.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Aww...Maybe something is sinking in??!
So, I went to lunch today with my great friend and partner in pregnancy, Meredith Alexander. She delivered her little boy about 3 weeks after Tate was born. We worked out together and had our big boys play together that whole time, and have continued on working out and being great friends since then. She's an amazing woman with 3 boys and a good example to me!! Anyway, we decided to meet at Chick-fil-a for lunch today, to let Josiah and Everett play together while she and I had a chance to catch up.
While we're sitting there, I hear Ev cry out. It's a painful cry, so I go grab him from the playground. He has 3 huge scratches on his face. I asked him what happened and he told me that the big boy hit him.
*INSERT MOMMA BEAR COMMENTS HERE* I was really, really unhappy, and the mother of said big boy didn't do a thing about it. Stuff like that makes me angry at the mom...sometimes kids don't know how to control themselves, but moms should always step in when their kids are being violent towards someone else. Granted, the kid was about 7 and Ev is still only 3...but Ev was probably as big or bigger in size.
Anyhow, I asked Ev if he was OK, and he said he was. Then I asked him if he hit the boy back. And he said that he hadn't. I asked him what he did and he said, "We don't hit." WOOHOOOOO!!
Ok, so honestly, there's about 1/32 of me that wished he'd smacked the kid in the head, but I'm so glad he didn't. He took the high road for a 3 year old and did a great job when faced with a hard situation. I'm SO proud of him!!
And yeah, he got ice cream as a reward for doing the right thing. :D
While we're sitting there, I hear Ev cry out. It's a painful cry, so I go grab him from the playground. He has 3 huge scratches on his face. I asked him what happened and he told me that the big boy hit him.
*INSERT MOMMA BEAR COMMENTS HERE* I was really, really unhappy, and the mother of said big boy didn't do a thing about it. Stuff like that makes me angry at the mom...sometimes kids don't know how to control themselves, but moms should always step in when their kids are being violent towards someone else. Granted, the kid was about 7 and Ev is still only 3...but Ev was probably as big or bigger in size.
Anyhow, I asked Ev if he was OK, and he said he was. Then I asked him if he hit the boy back. And he said that he hadn't. I asked him what he did and he said, "We don't hit." WOOHOOOOO!!
Ok, so honestly, there's about 1/32 of me that wished he'd smacked the kid in the head, but I'm so glad he didn't. He took the high road for a 3 year old and did a great job when faced with a hard situation. I'm SO proud of him!!
And yeah, he got ice cream as a reward for doing the right thing. :D
Monday, April 28, 2008
ACK! Boards!
So, Ethan has been studying for his oral board exams...today he has mock orals. He should be in the middle of them right now! I hope he's doing well and that he comes out of this feeling more confident in his abilities.
His real board exam is on June 3, and between now and then, I think I'm going to be a single mom!! :) I'm grateful that he's so diligent, but I'm already ready for the exam to be over and done with. I'm sure he's ready for that, too. And in the meantime, I get to pack, sort, store and label. And manage 2 kids.
One thing I've been trying to manage is eating. Don't get me wrong, Ev is a fantastic eater. He'll try anything once, and he usually likes it when he tries. It just takes him an AGE!! Tonight, he sat (ok, not really) at the table and "ate" for an hour and a half. When I finally declared him done with dinner, he was SO mad that he didn't get to eat more??!?!!! WHAT!!?!! You've been staring at your food for an hour and a half! *sigh* What he likes to do is take a bite, get up and play, take a bite, run around the house, take a bite, pitch a fit when I ask him to sit down, have me feed him a bite, go play with his airplane, take a bite, go potty, go to his room and put on his pants, go check the mail, take a bite, complain for juice...you get the idea. :) It gets old, so I often miss Ethan when he's out studying...it's nice to be able to take a 10 minute breather when he can fill in!!
BUT, he needs to pass and I'm glad for him to study...I think we're just ALL ready to be done with this part! :)
His real board exam is on June 3, and between now and then, I think I'm going to be a single mom!! :) I'm grateful that he's so diligent, but I'm already ready for the exam to be over and done with. I'm sure he's ready for that, too. And in the meantime, I get to pack, sort, store and label. And manage 2 kids.
One thing I've been trying to manage is eating. Don't get me wrong, Ev is a fantastic eater. He'll try anything once, and he usually likes it when he tries. It just takes him an AGE!! Tonight, he sat (ok, not really) at the table and "ate" for an hour and a half. When I finally declared him done with dinner, he was SO mad that he didn't get to eat more??!?!!! WHAT!!?!! You've been staring at your food for an hour and a half! *sigh* What he likes to do is take a bite, get up and play, take a bite, run around the house, take a bite, pitch a fit when I ask him to sit down, have me feed him a bite, go play with his airplane, take a bite, go potty, go to his room and put on his pants, go check the mail, take a bite, complain for juice...you get the idea. :) It gets old, so I often miss Ethan when he's out studying...it's nice to be able to take a 10 minute breather when he can fill in!!
BUT, he needs to pass and I'm glad for him to study...I think we're just ALL ready to be done with this part! :)
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
My sister sent me a book...
...I love it when people send me books. I actually take the time to read them!! Maybe out of obligation to the giver, but no matter the motivation, I sit down and read, and I like that.
She sent me, The Gospel of Ruth. It's fantastic...so far. I'm learning a lot and there are some great statements in there that have already hit me square between the eyes. It strikes me that the first "evangelist" was a woman...Anna. And that the first to tell us of the risen Christ are women. I hadn't really processed that as being important, but in THAT day and age, it really was. Anyway, if anyone ever reads my blog (which I seriously doubt, which is why it's so...truthful...wrong word, right thought) I'd highly recommend it. Male or female, it's a great book and there is something to be learned. And it doesn't require sitting and thinking for TOO many hours, which is good, too. :)
Just thought I'd put that out there...and, THANKS, SUSIE!! If you're out there! :)
She sent me, The Gospel of Ruth. It's fantastic...so far. I'm learning a lot and there are some great statements in there that have already hit me square between the eyes. It strikes me that the first "evangelist" was a woman...Anna. And that the first to tell us of the risen Christ are women. I hadn't really processed that as being important, but in THAT day and age, it really was. Anyway, if anyone ever reads my blog (which I seriously doubt, which is why it's so...truthful...wrong word, right thought) I'd highly recommend it. Male or female, it's a great book and there is something to be learned. And it doesn't require sitting and thinking for TOO many hours, which is good, too. :)
Just thought I'd put that out there...and, THANKS, SUSIE!! If you're out there! :)
Oh, I forgot!
Ev didn't have strep throat. He likely had herpes stomatitis in his mouth. And that made him break out in erythema multiforme. Yeah, I know. Speak in English or Spanish, right?? It was this nasty rash...anyway...poor guy. At least that's all gone now.
And this pic was taken right after I'd cut his hair! Yes, I tried to cut his hair. I'm still not sure if I was successful or not...
No rest for the weary
Yikes. I hate it when days start out like this. It seems as though the deck is stacked against me. I'm tired already because I've not been sleeping well...so last night I went to bed early in hopes of a good night's rest.
Yeah. Right.
It seems every time I do just that, it backfires. Tate was awake and screaming between 2 and 3 this morning and then he woke up a 5:21. It's now 6:05 and he's still screaming. He's had a bottle and a diaper change and I know he's fine, he's just got some serious screaming stamina. Of course, this has woken up Everett. When Ev is awake at 5:30 the day is always hard, especially when he fell asleep at 9. I JUST don't look forward to hard days. I'm not sure I know anyone who does...and as I sit here and type, the dread I feel just grows and grows. And then it branches out. "How horrible is it going to be to travel across the country with a baby who still wakes and cries at night? What's that going to do to the rest of us? Should we get a hotel room just for him? How much will THAT be?" "And when we live in a townhouse, are our new neighbors who will share a wall with us going to hate us? Or report us to CPS for letting our kid cry it out?" AGH.
Just go to sleep! I know you're tired...
Yeah. Right.
It seems every time I do just that, it backfires. Tate was awake and screaming between 2 and 3 this morning and then he woke up a 5:21. It's now 6:05 and he's still screaming. He's had a bottle and a diaper change and I know he's fine, he's just got some serious screaming stamina. Of course, this has woken up Everett. When Ev is awake at 5:30 the day is always hard, especially when he fell asleep at 9. I JUST don't look forward to hard days. I'm not sure I know anyone who does...and as I sit here and type, the dread I feel just grows and grows. And then it branches out. "How horrible is it going to be to travel across the country with a baby who still wakes and cries at night? What's that going to do to the rest of us? Should we get a hotel room just for him? How much will THAT be?" "And when we live in a townhouse, are our new neighbors who will share a wall with us going to hate us? Or report us to CPS for letting our kid cry it out?" AGH.
Just go to sleep! I know you're tired...
Friday, April 4, 2008
I think I'm looney.
No really, sometimes, I get online just to make sure I'm not the only person out there!! :)
Everett now has strep throat! We just can't get past being sick, I think. The flu started it off, and I think his little immune system just is flailing a bit. Poor baby. On Tuesday his fever was up to 104.6, so I ended up taking him in. The doctor didn't even swab the poor guy, but declared it strep right on sight. Apparently, his throat and tongue were full of those strep sores. Anyway, as a result, I've been locked in my house, yet again. I just don't want to share the disease; it's no fun...so, here I am again...checking to see if anyone is out there.
Sometimes, I don't think there IS anyone out there!! I leave messages, send e-mails...*chirp* *chirp* say the crickets. At least my mom and dad call now and then! :)
I guess this is all part of my need to download...I'm packing boxes and getting everything ready to move so that all of our ducks are in a row when we need to go at the end of June. It appears to me that I'm the only one who realizes we're moving. (I'm SURE that's not reality...I'm sure others actually KNOW we're going!) But I feel like I'm the only one going through the emotions of the process of leaving. And I'm sure that's just how it is. It has hit me because it IS my reality right now, what I'm doing, what I'm caught up in. It hasn't hit others yet, and I guess this is where I feel a little alone out there. No one is sad with me yet. Isn't that selfish of me?? I want others to be sad with me so I won't be all alone. Yes, I'm certifiable. Oh well, there are worse things, I guess. :)
Everett now has strep throat! We just can't get past being sick, I think. The flu started it off, and I think his little immune system just is flailing a bit. Poor baby. On Tuesday his fever was up to 104.6, so I ended up taking him in. The doctor didn't even swab the poor guy, but declared it strep right on sight. Apparently, his throat and tongue were full of those strep sores. Anyway, as a result, I've been locked in my house, yet again. I just don't want to share the disease; it's no fun...so, here I am again...checking to see if anyone is out there.
Sometimes, I don't think there IS anyone out there!! I leave messages, send e-mails...*chirp* *chirp* say the crickets. At least my mom and dad call now and then! :)
I guess this is all part of my need to download...I'm packing boxes and getting everything ready to move so that all of our ducks are in a row when we need to go at the end of June. It appears to me that I'm the only one who realizes we're moving. (I'm SURE that's not reality...I'm sure others actually KNOW we're going!) But I feel like I'm the only one going through the emotions of the process of leaving. And I'm sure that's just how it is. It has hit me because it IS my reality right now, what I'm doing, what I'm caught up in. It hasn't hit others yet, and I guess this is where I feel a little alone out there. No one is sad with me yet. Isn't that selfish of me?? I want others to be sad with me so I won't be all alone. Yes, I'm certifiable. Oh well, there are worse things, I guess. :)
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