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Friday, February 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Pick me ups
Sometimes when a lot seems wrong, I remind myself that there are a lot of things that are right. I look and it's not hard to find simple little things that make me smile.
Pink buds blossoming on a tree behind our backyard. Smack dab in the middle of winter.
The two boys in my life who make up my world and remind me everyday that I have much to be thankful for.
Brown baskets and red flowers. Frames that whisper simple messages to my soul. Pictures of my family to put away in photo albums that hold stories and memories. Purple nail polish, just to add a little sparkle in my day. Blue Slurpees, cause sometimes slurping up sweetness makes me slurp it up in other ways too.
Bright colorful blankets, my barefoot boy toddling around and soaking up life; reminding me to do the same.
And all the randoms in between that keep me smiling and wanting for more. ( I have no idea what his plan was with this pink thing, he toted it around the entire backyard; but it put a smile on my face all the same)
Yes, the simple things make life grand. They make my heart feel lighter and my cheeks a little rosier with life full of living and soaking up every good ray of sunshine sent our way.
Pink buds blossoming on a tree behind our backyard. Smack dab in the middle of winter.
The two boys in my life who make up my world and remind me everyday that I have much to be thankful for. 
Brown baskets and red flowers. Frames that whisper simple messages to my soul. Pictures of my family to put away in photo albums that hold stories and memories. Purple nail polish, just to add a little sparkle in my day. Blue Slurpees, cause sometimes slurping up sweetness makes me slurp it up in other ways too. 
Bright colorful blankets, my barefoot boy toddling around and soaking up life; reminding me to do the same.
And all the randoms in between that keep me smiling and wanting for more. ( I have no idea what his plan was with this pink thing, he toted it around the entire backyard; but it put a smile on my face all the same)
Yes, the simple things make life grand. They make my heart feel lighter and my cheeks a little rosier with life full of living and soaking up every good ray of sunshine sent our way.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
like a bad song you can't get out of your head...
Colds.
And here I thought we'd seen the last of them for awhile. Caleb was sick from October-December basically on and off with colds, ear infections, croup, etc. Then the holidays hit and although we were around people with colds, staying in the same house with them actually, he didn't catch one. I was amazed. I was expecting him to get sick. And then Monday night when I did my before bed peek in on Caleb I heard snoring...and I knew...it wouldn't be long before drip drip was knocking on our door. Poor guy has constant snot coming out of his nose and was up every two hours last night. I was having a blast from the past of his newborn days. How ever did we manage those nights? So now Dave and I are walking zombies with a sick boy and I'm just hoping it doesn't turn into another ear infection or worse. And my theory once again. Story time! We hadn't been from December till this past Friday and not sick at all. Friday we go. And what do you know! It seems like the past three colds Caleb got came a few days after storytime. Well, it's just my theory. We might be frequenting Barnes and Noble story time in Gilroy instead for awhile where it is way less crowded, clean, and a little more sanitary all around. Just my vent on something so trivial. It doesn't seem like a big deal but it means no playgroups or activities with other babes and moms for awhile and it means I go a little stir crazy. Walks and playing outside all day are in order this week!
And here I thought we'd seen the last of them for awhile. Caleb was sick from October-December basically on and off with colds, ear infections, croup, etc. Then the holidays hit and although we were around people with colds, staying in the same house with them actually, he didn't catch one. I was amazed. I was expecting him to get sick. And then Monday night when I did my before bed peek in on Caleb I heard snoring...and I knew...it wouldn't be long before drip drip was knocking on our door. Poor guy has constant snot coming out of his nose and was up every two hours last night. I was having a blast from the past of his newborn days. How ever did we manage those nights? So now Dave and I are walking zombies with a sick boy and I'm just hoping it doesn't turn into another ear infection or worse. And my theory once again. Story time! We hadn't been from December till this past Friday and not sick at all. Friday we go. And what do you know! It seems like the past three colds Caleb got came a few days after storytime. Well, it's just my theory. We might be frequenting Barnes and Noble story time in Gilroy instead for awhile where it is way less crowded, clean, and a little more sanitary all around. Just my vent on something so trivial. It doesn't seem like a big deal but it means no playgroups or activities with other babes and moms for awhile and it means I go a little stir crazy. Walks and playing outside all day are in order this week!
Monday, January 31, 2011
On a Monday
We beat the Monday blues today. It was a beautiful day after being rained out yesterday. We woke up to sunshine and birds. I got motivated to walk us to storytime and Caleb sat quietly (for most of the ride) in the stroller and enjoyed the fresh air as much as I did. We saw friends and Caleb got a certificate and book for going to storytime 30 times! Wow. I hadn't realized we've gone that much. This is only the second time we have gone since before Christmas. Finally getting back in the swing of things.
Caleb dozed on the way home. I guess all that reading and signing wore him out.
I managed to get 4 loads of laundry done AND put away. (that is a big accomplishment these days. Lately I have been leaving the basket sitting with folded clothes till I do the next load.)
Bathrooms were cleaned. Floors were swept. Caleb slept. And slept some more. 2.5 hours of napping. I squeezed in a little nap myself. Relaxed a bit. And enjoyed a happy boy who woke up (lately he's been a wee bit grumpy after his naps) And we played and weeded outside in the backyard while we waited for dad.
Considering it's a Monday. Not my most favorite day of the week. I'd say, Caleb and I, we had a pretty darn good day.
The best part for me was that through every tantrum and tear, every face flat on the floor moment and shriek in the high chair moment, I managed to keep my cool. I took some deep breathes. I waited patiently while Caleb screamed and 'almost' puncured my ear drum with those loud lungs and at the end of the day, I gladly handed him over, finished making dinner (it's been awhile since I have made dinner, Dave has been doing dinner duty since we got back from Oregon more than a month ago! wowzers I sure am married to an amazing guy), listened to a skype session with Caleb's grandma and grandpa and we all ate dinner together (while Caleb fussed through) And now Monday is done (for Caleb that is) and it's time to relax with my hubby :)
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Reflections
I've been having a tough time lately. I've been emotional and not always handling Caleb's temper tantrums in the calm way that I always thought I would. They have worn me down big time. So much so that when Dave gets home I go into 'shut down' mode and on the weekend I'm pretty much done. I feel like lately I've been tip-toeing around waiting for the next Caleb melt-down to occur. Although I know ways to handle them and I can understand most of the time why they are happening the 'in the moment' experience paints a different picture. I've just been having a hard time dealing with this new phase and I don't know why really. I just have never been able to handle the screaming and crying all that well. Anyways I chanced upon this blog and it really struck a chord with me and reminded me that 'this too shall pass' and brought tears to my eyes because I know that I will miss this stage one day. That the great moments outweigh all the hard moments. It helps to be reminded though...
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http://looslifamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/heaven-is-shopping-for-groceries-by.html
Someday, I'll be a mom of grown up kids who are off on their own, living their own lives - and when I see these moms with little kids, I'll think back nostalgically on this whole phase of my life. Aloneness in the grocery store will become a norm at that point. Fielding 5 comments and requests at once will be a thing of the past. And I'll look at those moms towing their kids along in a whole different way - I'll think about how lucky they are to have those cute little kids and I'll miss my own. I'll probably get the urge to stop those hassled moms and tell them to love this small window in their lives when they are so needed and so wanted by such lovely little people. I'll want to tell them that time goes by quickly and that the melt downs and crying really only lasts a few minutes at a time (even though it can seem like an eternity when you're in the middle of it). I bet I'll want to tell them that they'll even miss the hard stuff because without that, you don't appreciate the good as much.
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http://looslifamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/heaven-is-shopping-for-groceries-by.html
Someday, I'll be a mom of grown up kids who are off on their own, living their own lives - and when I see these moms with little kids, I'll think back nostalgically on this whole phase of my life. Aloneness in the grocery store will become a norm at that point. Fielding 5 comments and requests at once will be a thing of the past. And I'll look at those moms towing their kids along in a whole different way - I'll think about how lucky they are to have those cute little kids and I'll miss my own. I'll probably get the urge to stop those hassled moms and tell them to love this small window in their lives when they are so needed and so wanted by such lovely little people. I'll want to tell them that time goes by quickly and that the melt downs and crying really only lasts a few minutes at a time (even though it can seem like an eternity when you're in the middle of it). I bet I'll want to tell them that they'll even miss the hard stuff because without that, you don't appreciate the good as much.
Friday, January 28, 2011
The Good. The Bad. and The...
The Good. It is Friday and that pretty much makes everything good! Time to kick up our feet and relax all weekend long. 
The Bad. We've been enduring a whole lot of this...'awwwwwwwwwww' lately. Temper Tantrums in full force for a 15 month old? My mom claims I started this at the same age...but I don't know...seems a little young. My patience is once again reaching new bounds in this realm of motherhood. Although I dealt with this on a daily basis in college with the one year old tots who are trying so hard to communicate, can understand so much, yet can't make their needs understood but us 'oh so oblivious' adults, I was still able to go home at the end of the day and move on with life. It's another story when dealing with it 24/7 and with your own child. Yes. Lots of long showers and 'me' breaks. Lots of outside play. Lots of walking and deep breathing. This too shall pass....
And the...hm...Random? Something that makes all the bad worth it. That cute little behind with the little chunk of fat rolling out of the diaper with a wedge. Yes. At the end of a long week where patience ran thin and tempers ran high, this was needed and appreciated. Smiles and laughs. I guess this is why we do it. Through all the pain and the heartache, the stretching beyond what we ever knew we could be stretched to, through the sadness, the madness, for every hard moment there are a thousand and one Good ones. Great ones. Special ones. Bottle it up. Never forget moments. Moments that take my breathe away. Many many moments that make you worth everything Caleb. We love you more than you will ever know.
The Bad. We've been enduring a whole lot of this...'awwwwwwwwwww' lately. Temper Tantrums in full force for a 15 month old? My mom claims I started this at the same age...but I don't know...seems a little young. My patience is once again reaching new bounds in this realm of motherhood. Although I dealt with this on a daily basis in college with the one year old tots who are trying so hard to communicate, can understand so much, yet can't make their needs understood but us 'oh so oblivious' adults, I was still able to go home at the end of the day and move on with life. It's another story when dealing with it 24/7 and with your own child. Yes. Lots of long showers and 'me' breaks. Lots of outside play. Lots of walking and deep breathing. This too shall pass....
And the...hm...Random? Something that makes all the bad worth it. That cute little behind with the little chunk of fat rolling out of the diaper with a wedge. Yes. At the end of a long week where patience ran thin and tempers ran high, this was needed and appreciated. Smiles and laughs. I guess this is why we do it. Through all the pain and the heartache, the stretching beyond what we ever knew we could be stretched to, through the sadness, the madness, for every hard moment there are a thousand and one Good ones. Great ones. Special ones. Bottle it up. Never forget moments. Moments that take my breathe away. Many many moments that make you worth everything Caleb. We love you more than you will ever know.
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