There are days that I would much rather hide under the covers than emerge, and most certainly not as a friendly, perky mom. Or even a semi alert one. I’d rather stay in bed. Maybe sleep for 3 days. And get back with ya later, kid. Sometimes the thought of another day, especially if it even mildly resembles the one… Read More
I Ate A Kit Kat
{begin mindless fodder} There. I said it. I did it. I broke my sugar “boycott”. 70 days without sweets {minus my single, carefree anniversary cookie}, with about 30 more to go, and then this…a kit kat, in all it’s chocolate-coated-wafery goodness. I also haven’t shaved my legs for 2 weeks, just in case you wanted to know. {Sorry. You didn’t.}… Read More
Snot. Tissues. Benadryl. Repeat.
My precious hubby has blessed me with lots of opportunities to sleep a little more today. He rocks my world. The wee babes are not well, and I’m not feeling spectacular either. So, in honor of all the snotty tissues laying around, and the fact that the Benadryl has once again been dug out of our medicine cabinet, let us… Read More
Coming Up For Air
In this house we do dishes, yes… But we also do wild. Unorthodox. We do mistakes. We do second chances. And third. And four hundred and seventy-ninth. *thankfully* We do silly. We do laughter. We do real. We do tomfoolery. {and plenty more mistakes} We do “I’m sorry’s”. {A lot of “I’m sorry’s”} We do loud. We do long… Read More
We’re Back!
and as socially challenged as ever! Well, not really. We did in fact leave our beautiful little room at the Weathervane Inn {which you’ll see more pictures of soon. Whether you want to or not}. Some highlights from our delicious 51 hours away together include: 4 solid hours of car time without so much as a second of “The Wheels… Read More
An Upgrade
We are LOVING our new home {that we waited patiently 6 months for} and are most definitely enjoying the gorgeous, colorful, Autumn-infused view from our kitchen/dining room/family room/deck {it’s pretty open plan…you get the idea}. It’s a far cry from our neighbor’s hot tub, which sat a mere 10 feet away from our little kitchen window, which I’m sad to… Read More
Sip It
Alternate Post Title: Con{FUZE}d About What I Just Drank Warning: this post is long, but more importantly…it’s not for the faint of heart. It’s downright nauseating. {Consider yourself warned} Here we go… I was multitasking: bathing my little rascals while catching up with an old friend who I hadn’t seen for almost a year. She sat on a stool nearby,… Read More
Nip It
They were the prefect baby shower favors. I left happily clutching my little pots of rosemary and licorice basil; sweet {& tasty} reminders of the mommy-to-be’s blossoming belly and the promise of precious new life within. Just two simple little sprigs sat in the small containers. The rosemary I repotted in a cute little green planter on my deck. Over… Read More
The Scoop
My hubby and I started the Love & War marriage series at church last night. We love being married. We love marriage. And we think everyone else should too. This book {and DVD series} is so good. You should read it. We then lost power late last night in a most magnificent display of lightning, thunder, wind and rain. Our… Read More
It Is True
I’ve been a total slacker when it comes to recording my 100 Day progress, it is true, but I’ve done surprisingly well getting in my veggies and staying away from “naughty” food {bar our spontaneous midnight McDonalds run on the way home from the hospital, in search of a salty fry fix , and minus my 2 handfuls of animal… Read More
My Doh-Called Life
I realize a little more each day that passes on this rollercoaster of parenting, just how little motherhood looks the way I thought it would. I envisioned it as hard work, “colorful” and unpredictable, yes, but for some reason, I also imagined it being…well, somewhat “controllable” and, uh…neatly packaged? Like little balls of play-doh, sweetly nestled into their color-specific containers. … Read More
Benadryl is My Friend
Alternately entitled: “Can I Get a Sick Day All Up in Here?” My kiddos are sick. And their {poor, exhausted, mucous-streaked} momma is sick too. It ain’t pretty. The past 2 days have consisted of more snot than you could ever imagine wiping from 4 rosy little nostrils, less sleep than any human being should be required to function on,… Read More
