Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Still Given' it to God...

Wes completed his job at the power plant in Colorado and has been home for a month, so it is no surprise that I have gotten behind on my blogging. I am totally fine with it though. The past month has been awesome having my Hubby home. It has also been emotional, restful, stressful, fun, and a whole lot more all rolled up into a big ball called family. Wes has been helping with everything here. He let me sleep in for weeks taking Hunter to school and tending to Morgan when she woke up. He has been trying so hard to make up for time lost with the kids. I am so proud of him. I know that some husbands don't do the domestic thing, but he is really trying. Both kids (and Mommy) have enjoyed him being here. Hunter loves having Wes here to attend and coach his baseball games and practice. I think he also likes to pawn some of his chores off on Wes. Morgan has been a little bundle of laughter and tears. All of us had to readjust a little to having him home when we are used to him being gone. It is a good adjustment! Now we are just praying and trying to give our worries to God while we wait for Wes to find a new job. I have more peace than normal and am trusting God that he will provide for us. He always has...


Hunter is doing so well in school. He has been able to pull off almost straight A's all year in his Pre-Ap classes. Only twice has he come home with a B on his report card. It amazes me that he is such a natural athlete and is still able to do so well in school while being so girl crazy! He is now taller than I am standing about 5'8 and 175 lbs. He is still between a 12 and 13 shoe. He looks like a giant next to his 12 year old friends. I am going to miss him so much this summer and am already dreading saying goodbye. Morgan already idolizes him and he just beams with pride when she calls him by name. She yells, "Hunna? Hunna? Hunna!!!" and he come running with the biggest smile on his face. I never imagined they could be so close with such a big gap in age. We are so blessed.
Morgan is still a mess. Our little Princess is a tad bit spoiled...I wonder why. I tell her no and I am firm, but she still wants her way and cries when she doesn't get what she wants or if we tell her no. She has also taken to hitting us when I won't let her nurse. She has four teeth and more on the way. Obviously, this is not comfortable for me. It is like having a little razor gnawing at me when she eats! She hasn't taken more than 2-6 steps at a time but is still walking (running) behind her push toys and stands without assistance all the time. I know she will do it in her own time. We have giggled so Hunter pushing Morgan in her wagon. She loves it and brings it to him begging for more! I have several meals waiting to be cooked and frozen so I have to run. Ciao!

Monday, May 4, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me...

It is officially my Birthday! I love Birthdays, especially mine. I don't need a lot of presents or things, but I have to admit that I love when people make a fuss over Birthdays. Life is hard, it is worth celebrating when you make another year. Seriously, have you driven on I-35 lately? Everyday you live after that experience is a miracle! So now I am 33 years old and supposedly a little wiser. Here is what I have learned and a few things I love about my life....

First and foremost GOD IS GOOD!!! He has blessed us so much and always provides for us.

Family is forever...even on the days you think you want to wring their ever lovin' necks.

I love the way my husband walks out of the room and then back in to kiss me again. It always makes me smile no matter what I am doing. All men should do that for their wives.

I love the way that when I am sick Hunter will kiss me on the forehead and take care of me and that when he was younger he truly believed that his kiss healed my migraine...I think a few times it really did.

I love that Morgan is the perfect combination of both me and Wes. I love it when she says Mommy.

I hate telling my kids no and/or disciplining them, but I do it because I love them and want them to have a great life. Staying healthy, dealing with the word no, having self discipline, respect for others, and understanding consequence are some of the best tools I can offer them as a Mother.

A true friend never judges by what you have or how you look...they also never resent you for it. They laugh with you, cry with you, pray with you, make time for you no matter how busy there life is and are worth keeping.
There are a lot of people who just don't know how to be a friend. That isn't a reflection on me, it is on them. I hurt for those people.

Marry someone who you can talk to and that makes you laugh...most of us don't grow old gracefully.

Laughter truly is the best medicine.

Misery loves company.

Kiss you children and tell them that you love them and are proud of them everyday.