About Me

I am a proud wife and mother, and a born again Christian. I work from home as a writer while taking care of Miss N, our six-year-old, Miss M, our four-year-old and Miss C, our newest bundle of joy. Life is crazy but so much fun!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Out of the Mouth of Babes

Natalie has had a lot of questions about church lately. On this Sunday, the pastor mentioned that next week would be the last week of a Sunday school contest before we "close it down." Natalie piped up (quite loudly) "They're closing down the church? Why mommy?"

The same Sunday there was a baptism at church. Natalie is just now at the age where she is in the service for part of the service time instead of in the nursery, so she has never seen a baptism. She asked "Why did he dip that boy in the water?" I told her I would explain after church, but she wouldn't let it go. I had to leave the service to explain it to her because she really wanted to know. Maybe that's not the best parenting method, but next time I will be sure to explain anything "different" before we get to church! She's so inquisitive.

I have a concern though. Christmas is coming. We don't "do" Santa. It's just not part of our Christmas. She gets presents from mommy, daddy, grandparents, etc., not Santa. I thought I could just ignore Santa but she's too literal for that and sees him everywhere at Christmas and had questions, so last year I explained that he was a real man who lived a long time ago and gave gifts to children, and now people like to pretend that he is bringing them gifts. She is fine with that and understands that Christmas is all about Jesus (although the other day she asked, "If Santa isn't real and Christmas is Jesus' birthday, how will we get presents? How will mommies and daddies go to Heaven to get the presents?")

Anyways, I am worried that she is going to pipe up to one of her friends in playgroup or at school and tell them Santa isn't real. I certainly do not want her to break anyone's heart. I mentioned it today to the teacher and she didn't see concerned (she's very experienced so hopefully she's right.) Oh well, time will tell I guess.

Oh and on the Tummy issue, I have decided to start them on a probiotic and also talk to the doctor and see what he says.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Being a Mommy Is Hard

Being a mommy is hard because you need to know what is best yet don't always know.

Natalie struggles with tummy issues, and they are really painful for her at times. I want to fix it, but I don't want her on a bunch of drugs or to put her through a bunch of testing for them to slap a label on it and not give me an answer.

The chiropractic adjustment helps, but never solves, so I have decided something further needs to be done.

Some have suggested probiotics, and I am going to put both girls on them. Natalie for her tummy issues and Megan for her multiple times on antibiotics. But the "best" ones are expensive and you wonder if the cheaper ones work.

I would love to take her to a holistic doctor, but am not opposed to taking her to her regular doctor. I just don't want to traumatize her with testing and specialists if it's something like a need for probiotics or a simple dietary adjustment.

The chiropractor suggested making her diet more "natural" so we have upped the fruits, veggies, and whole grains, eliminated most processed foods, and it helped for a while, but she's sick again.

Some have suggested dairy, others have suggested gluten. To be honest I don't want to start removing things from her diet just "to see" without professional advice. She's picky enough as it is, I would fear she wasn't getting enough calcium or other nutrients. It's time for a professional assessment, but who to go to? These questions are hard to answer. Being a mommy is hard sometimes.

Friday, September 18, 2009

:)

Last night I had a pampered chef party. I didn't know what to do with the girls so I sort of played it by ear. They did great - played with daddy some of the time and hung out with the ladies some of the time. Everyone was saying how good they were, and when I was tucking Natalie in I was trying to compliment her on her excellent behavior. I said, "Natalie, Mommy's friends told me you were such a good girl. It makes Mommy happy when people see you being good. Did you have fun at Mommy's party?"

Natalie's response: "But Mommy, they said I was sooooooo pretty!"

I guess even at three we have the need to look good as ladies ;)

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Toddlers and Preschoolers Praying

Before I go into my post let me give an update on the "why" question - Natalie and I talked and I explained that I get frustrated when she asks "why" and I don't know the answer, so we decided to work together to think of different questions she can ask. The last two days have been so much better, with her asking plenty of questions, but ones I could answer. We are both much more content, but I have seen it helping her because she is actually getting answers to the questions on her mind, which are very real and important to her.

Natalie has suddenly shown an interest in praying. We are letting her, but it raises questions in my mind. We have never required her to pray, or even required her to do any "motion" while we are praying. We simply require her to be quiet while we pray out of respect, but I feel that making her fold hands or bown her head could be making a little Pharasee out of her.

The question I have in my mind is this: Is it bad to let her pray when she is not yet born again? Am I teaching her to "go through the motions" before there is a genuine heart change?

She has asked a lot of questions about the gospel lately, and when we talk about it it is clear to me that she is not yet aware of her own sin or the magnitude of it, which I feel is fairly normal for a three year old. So in other words, she is not yet ready to "call upon the name of the Lord and be saved." Although she is learning. The other day I raised my voice at her out of anger and I later appologized and pointed out that what mommy had done was a sin, and that everyone sins and that is why Jesus had to die on the cross. Today I was in the basement and she was upstairs calling me. I could not stop what I was doing so I yelled that I would be there in a minute. She told me later "Mommy, you should not have yelled, that is a sin." So, I had to explain that yelling in anger is a sin, but sometimes you have to raise your voice so someone will be able to hear you.

So, is it wrong to let a child pray? I have decided it is not. If her heart wants to pray and thank the Lord for something, then I should let her. Jesus told us to come to Him with the faith of a child, and this is the beginnings of that faith. I do think this is a complicated theological question that I really do not know the answers to, but in my gut I feel like saying "no you can't pray" is wrong. I don't have a biblical reason for it, but it just feels wrong.

I love this child. I love watching her awareness of the gospel open up the older she gets. It sends me to my knees on a daily basis begging God for wisdom. While sunday school and children's clubs are important, I am realizing more and more that the majority of her Bible instruction will come from me, her mother. It is so humbling to realize that. Now I must sign off. My prayer closet is calling.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Why Why Why????

Sometimes I feel I get frustrated too easily. This was the conversation we had after we saw a big gorilla balloon decorating a neighborhood (it was part of the Parade of Homes is the only thing I could figure out)

Natalie: Look Mom, a big giant monkey!

Mom: Yes, that's pretty neat.

Natalie: Why is it there?

Mom: I don't know.

Natalie: But why did they put it there?

Mom: Natalie, Mommy knows nothing about the gorilla. All I know is that it is there and it is a balloon. I do not know why it is there.

Then we talked about how fun it would be to have a giant gorilla in our yard.

On the way home we passed it again.

Natalie: Why is there a gorilla there?

SERIOUSLY? Does she think I suddenly, magically learned the reason?

Mom: Natalie, let me explain this to you. I do not know anything about the gorilla other than where it is and what it is. I do not know why it is there.

Natalie: But mommy, why is it there?

Mom: I don't know

Natalie: Why don't you know?

that is how my typical day goes. I am expected to know everything about everything and "I don't know," which I only say when I really don't know, is not an acceptable answer.

Here's another example:

Mommy: Oh man, I almost forgot to stop and get the payroll.

Natalie: Why?

Mommy: I just did.

Natalie: But why did you forget?

Mommy: I didn't actually forget, I just almost forgot.

Natalie: But why?

Seriously? There isn't a reason to forget something. It just happens. I have told her SO MANY TIMES "People just forget/make mistakes sometimes"

I love that my child is interested in the world, but I have got to find another question she can ask before Tim and I both go CRAZY!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Megan Turns One (A Little Late on the Posting)

Newborn (yes she was BIG!)
I realized I have not posted much about my Megan in a while. She turned 1 on July 31 and started walking about two weeks after that. My 10 pound 4 ounce baby has not slowed down in growth at all! At her last appointment she was over 27 pounds and measured 31 inches, I think (sadly, I forgot the actual measurements) She enjoyed her first birthday party and actually seemed to understand about the presents. Now, she is walking and almost running everywhere! Unless she is tired, hungry, or sick she is a fairly happy baby. She's not talking much yet, but she definitely says Momma, and grrr (which refers usually to the dog but sometimes other animals). She can say Dadda but doesn't do it consistently. She's also trying really hard to learn to use a fork. That will be a blessing when she figures it out because I think she will be much less messy at meal time!
One Week Old

Megan tries to do EVERYTHING her big sister does. Today I was finishing up a blog post for a client and I looked over and saw her climbing on the CPU of the computer my dad built for Natalie. She is such a little monkey. Loves to climb on everything she can!

One Year Old


I really love having her mobile. I am one of these moms who loves every new accomplishment, doesn't morn the passage of time. I love seeing them learn new things so much! Perhaps when I know I am watching my last baby I will be more nostalgic, but for now, I am just enjoying them so much!
Happy Birthday Sweet Girl!

Watching Megan mimic her family is so fun. The other day I was wiping her nose (she has a cold) and she was blowing raspberries. She was totally trying to "blow" her nose making the same sound as her daddy does! She's so sweet.

Friday, September 11, 2009

You Never Know . . .


What will come out of this child's mouth!

Especially when she is in the bathroom.

Today, for instance. She walked into the bathroom, then hollered out: "Mommy, when I have a baby will I have it in the same hospital where you had Megan a long, long time ago?"

Mommy: "Well, if you live here in this town you might, but I don't know where you will live. That is up to God and your husband."

N: "Oh. When I grow up, I am going to go to the church and dance, dance, dance, right mommy?"

Mommy: "You mean get married?"
N: "Yes! And we will dance!"

Mommy: "Well, you don't really dance at the church for your wedding. You stand there in a beautiful gown and get married. Your husband will wear a suit."

N: "But mommy, suits aren't for getting married. They're for swimming!"

Mommy: "Well, a swimming suit is one kind of suit. Go look at mommy and daddy's wedding picture and you will see the other kind of suit. It's called a tuxedo."

(Looks at the wedding picture in the living room - trip to potty is done now)

N: "Oh, I see. You put that over your swimming suit."

N: (Still looking at the picture): Mommy, you're carrying flowers. I hope someday someone will give me beautiful flowers like that!"

N: "When I grow up, I am going to have 25 babies. And I will kiss them, and feed them milk from my tummy, and hug them, and put them night night, and take care of them and love them!"

Hope you enjoyed the story!



Wednesday, September 9, 2009

On a Lighter Note. . .

So my last post was a little melancholy, so today I have a question. What would YOU do with a raccoon?

According to Natalie: "Take care of it. I would love it and hug it and pet it!"

This is the pet she wants. "I really wish I had a raccoon Mommy"

And tonight, Natalie tells Tim, "Daddy, you are incredible!" I think so too baby girl! He is amazing!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Things Aren't Always as They Seem

Ok, I admit it. I am one to take things too personally. I am constantly fearful of what others think of me. I think it stems from the damage that occured to my psyche as nineth grader when I saw a note indicating that I was "the nerdiest" in the class (you know, those lists of "most popular, most likely to be married first, etc.? I was "most nerdy" according to someone whose name I have long since forgotten) Yes, that had a lasting impact on me, and I tend to read way too much into things. I am not proud of this and it is a sin that I fight regularly, but it is who I am and why I am writing this post.

I have been thinking lately about some stuff. I am realizing as I mature (I'm not 30 yet, so I still have a ways to go in the maturity department, right?) that things are not always as they seem. That person who brushed you off may be distracted because a family member they love is gravely ill, which has nothing to do with you. The friend you envy because of her supposedly perfect life may be hiding a secret that is more painful than you could possibly imagine, keeping up a good front on the outside, but inwardly hurting and crying out for help. The person who has stopped coming to church may be struggling with a physical condition you have no idea about, because they are too caring to complain about their pain.

Everyone has struggles. Everyone has needs, often ones that they cannot or will not verbalize. Can I encourage you, dear blog readers (all 5 of you) to pray for those around you who seem distracted? Maybe they are hurting. Maybe they need someone to come alongside and put an arm around them and ask what's up. Maybe they are mad at you, and you may never know, but I am learning to not look so deeply at the outward. Things are not always as they seem.