Monday, February 28, 2011
1) When do you work? How old are your children? Do your children still nap? How do you work if they do not nap?
2) Do you have "quiet time"? How do you enforce this quiet time? How do you make it be, actually, "quiet?" Do you have one child who naps and one who doesn't, and how do you get the non-napper to be quiet?
Saturday, February 26, 2011
So I started the program with a Bootcamp this week. Five days of the same workout in a row - you can do up to 14 in a row, but my body could only handle five before I got exhausted, which everyone in the forum said is normal (to get exhausted when your body is "done.")
So, today was measuring day after the first week of workout. Keep in mind that while I did try to eat a little better this week, I had way too much pop and did no no way diet.
My results after 7 days and 5 15-20 minute workouts: 6 3/4 inches lost!
Now, this is all over the body, so it's not dramatic enough that someone would notice. But i am pleased.
I plan to give this workout the full 30 days as outlined with the program, then incorporate T-Tapp with running. You can come with me on this journey as I am the guinea pig for the program. Oh, and for a bonus, this program is designed for anyone, even those with bad knees or backs. My knee has not given me any problems with this workout. She even has some programs specifically for those who have serious joint problems.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Then you chew on your game piece.
This is Fun!
Wait, I have to wait for my sister to take a turn?
I'm not so sure I like this anymore!
I am posting this in participating with Project 52. I missed last week but here's this week!
Monday, February 21, 2011
It started the day before, when a friend mentioned needing to “clear her head” on facebook. But she also shared something later that was family related, so I brushed it off.
Then Sunday morning when the pastor’s wife posted “God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind.”
Something is wrong my gut said.
We went to church.
“Open to Romans 12.” Then he went into what he felt his duties as a pastor are and how he has fulfilled them to the best of our ability.
No!!!! my gut screamed
Then he asked, “Are you willing to trust God even if it is hard, and even if it is scary?”
No, not this, not now. Before he said it, I knew. Before he said it, the tears were falling.
Our pastor is headed to the mission field. It is the right thing for them. I know this. I have seen it first hand in his love for missions. It is the right thing for our church too. In my heart I know this.
But you see, I’m not ready. I am so not ready.
Ready for what? Ready to watch my church search for a pastor.
We came to our church a year and a half ago hurting and broken. Making the decision to leave the church we had been attending was not easy, but it was the right decision for our family. We left behind people we loved.
Thankfully that church is stable now with a good pastor who is a good fit for the people, but at the time we had seen and experienced things I will not go into on a public forum, but they left us broken and hurting. And much of it revolved around the loss of a pastor and the process of searching for one. For two very long years. I watched this process the first time before Tim and I got married, and it wasn’t pretty, although not quite as damaging. Still, I saw families torn apart, sides drawn, lines made. It was awful.
Because of these experiences, I still feel like I am going to throw up when I attend church business meetings. I still get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach when our pastor mentions that he has “business” to discuss with the deacons or the church body. I still feel fearful when someone doesn’t attend for a few Sundays with no known reason. When God legitimately moves someone on to a new church, it breaks my heart.
I’m not ready to do this again. I am so scared.
Why is this such a big deal? I realize some people reading this will not understand, even those from my own church.
But see, I have seen for myself how lack of leadership can deeply hurt a church. Heritage is a good church, the best church I have ever attended, and if you know where I come from, that’s saying a lot. The people love one another in a way I have never experienced. They work together to accomplish things, big things, you would expect from a big church. When someone is hurting, they rally around that person in prayer and love. The pastor truly knows his people and is respected by them. People handle disagreements biblically, and there is virtually no gossip. It’s truly amazing. And I don’t want Satan to change that.
Don’t get me wrong, I know a pastor is not a church. A church is the people who collectively commit to serving the Lord. I know that the unity and love of this church family, the strong men we have, and the lack of tension among the members, are going to make a huge difference.
Yet, I also know how it is a vulnerable time. And I’m not ready.
But, I have to be. It’s like I told my pastor’s wife last night, if God can get me through November, He can get me through this.
But I’m scared. And honestly, I think I have a right to be. And maybe God wants me to be scared to teach me something.
Four months. That is when this process will truly begin. During that time, our pastor is going to teach us how to look for a pastor, how to follow that new pastor, and what his role as former pastor should be. It is a good thing.
My prayer is this: "Lord, keep your church strong. Help us to stick together, to continue to love one another, to handle problems right. Give wisdom to the men as they lead our church. Give wisdom to the assistant pastor as he steps in to fill the pulpit, and strengthen him and his family during this time. Help me to respond in faith and trust and not in fear. It is your church Lord, have your will."
Friday, February 11, 2011
Daddy came home from work very (very) late. The children had already been fed, but I waited to eat with Tim. We were sitting down to eat and the girls were having a small snack since they ate their dinners well and were still up. Here is the conversation:
Miss M: Mommy eating?
Mommy: Yes, mommy is eating.
Miss M: Why?
Mommy: Mommy waited to eat her dinner with daddy.
Miss M: Why?
(Before I could answer the 'Lightbulb' look came over her face).
Miss M: Mommy (points to me) LOVE Daddy (points to Tim)!
Then she proceeded to kiss us both on the arm.
Yeppers, that is why I waited to eat dinner with my husband. I loved this moment!
Mommy: A tack? Its a sharp little pin that you can use to stick things in the wall.
Miss N: No, mommy, a taaackkk.
Mommy: (clearer) A tack? (Miss N nods) It's a sharp pin that sticks into the wood of the wall to stick things t o the wall.
(this goes on for about five minutes, with increasing frustration because I don't understand it. It also included a discussion of retainers for some reason)
Miss N: (frustrated) No. Not that. Mommy, what's a double? Double dare?
Mommy: Well someone might say double dare if they are trying to get you to do something.
Miss N: (singing quietly) and if the double doesn't like it he can sit on a tack.
Mommy: (finally getting it) Actually, it's "if the DEVIL doesn't like it he can sit on a tack" and a tack is a sharp thing to put things in the wall, so if someone sat on it it would hurt.
Miss N: So is the devil a mean person?
Mommy: No, that is another word for Satan.
Miss N: OH! I get it! (sings again) So is that song supposed to help us remember to be good and not mean?
Mommy: No, it's just a silly song.
Miss N: But the part that goes, "I have the joy joy joy joy down in my heart" is to help us remember to be happy in our hearts, right?
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Mommy is learning, slowly, but she is learning. What is she learning? That leaving her two cherubs alone with their toys means they fight far less than staying in the room with them.
Yesterday I sent them downstairs armed with new furniture for their dollhouse. I stayed with them for a while, then went about my motherly tasks. Here is what I overheard:
Miss M: (screaming in frustration at doll who will not stay on chair), Daddy ON CHAIR!
Miss N: Here you go sweetie, let me show you. Can I help you? That's it sweetie. There. Now he's on the chair. It's OK sweetie.
This repeated itself many times. Of course, play did end when they could no longer negotiate to share a particular toy, but it was a huge victory in that they played together for probably 40 minutes. And I was particularly thrilled with the sweet words coming from my almost five-year-old.
I am linking to Simply Modern Mom's Project 52. Check out great stories and photography from other moms through the link.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
My girls have the best daddy, and here are some answers that prove it! These are from Miss N who is going to be 5 in a month.
1. What is something daddy always says to you?
2. What makes daddy happy?
You and me and Megan
3. What makes daddy sad?
When we don’t obey
4. How does Daddy make you laugh?
Doing funny things like flipping us
5. What was your daddyy like as a child?
I don’t know. A little boy
6. How old is your daddy?
7. How tall is your daddy?
8. What is his favorite thing to do?
Make us laugh. He likes to hear it when we laugh, Mommy, that means that we are happy.
9. What does your daddy do when you're not around?
Work and watch trains. I know it!
10. If your daddy becomes famous, what will it be for?
For his work
11. What is your daddy really good at?
Working and taking pictures of trains
12. What is your daddy not very good at?
He can’t go on the treadmill
13. What does your daddy do for job?
Fix my van
14. What is your daddy's favorite food?
15. What makes you proud of your daddy?
That he makes us funny
16. If your daddy were a cartoon character, who would he be?
I don’t know
17. What do you and your daddy do together?
Play funny stuff and play games sometimes
18. How are you and your daddy the same?
I gave him my flower
19. How are you and your daddy different?
He’s a boy and I’m a girl
20. How do you know your daddy loves you?
Because he’s always nice and he’s perfect
21. What does your daddy like most about your mom?
That she loves him
22. Where is your dad's favorite place to go?
To watch trains
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Today started out with a lot of selfish, unfriendly behavior on the part of both children. Being snowed in with the great Blizzard of 2011 meant no distractions. They HAD to learn to play nice.
And you know what, by the end of the day they had. And this picture says it all:
Natalie waited all day to draw this picture for her sister. You can see the labels - one is Natalie (obviously) and the other is Miss M. We have yet to master the letter "G," Thus Miss M's name is not written.
I love how they are holding hands. I love how Miss N purposefully put smiles on them (she told me so). I love how Miss M graciously accepted the gift with a "Thank You Na Na" and seemed to appreciate it - she did not cut it or draw on it.
I wanted to photograph it, because likely it will end up under a bed or in the trash at some point. But I will always remember that on this snow day, my girls are starting to become best of friends.
I am linking up to a new project called Project 52, which inspires moms to share real life stories and pictures from everyday mothering. Here is the link for other mommy bloggers who want to play along!
Seems like a fun project, and I think i will try to do it each week.