The Things We Say

August 6th, 2006

way too often in my house.

~do not whine.
~please stop touching your tt.
~put underwear or shorts on. now.
~do not pick on your brother.
~do not scream. (best said while yelling)
~where’s our girl?
~(with exasperation) girl!
~no, you cannot have another treat.
~do not grab your brother by the face or throat.
~where is the paci?
~where is the coco sippy cup?
~get off the table.
~no, we can not watch star wars again today.
~where’s our girl?
~we do not have macaroni today.
~do not spit on your brother/sister.
~do not pee into that. just the potty.
~do not say pee or poop or butt.
~girl, do you stink, again?
~where’s our girl?
~don’t put that into your mouth.
~what’s in your mouth?
~give it to mama.
~it’s alright. (said soothingly. without clenched teeth preferably)
~where’s our girl?
~do not throw. anything.
~i don’t care who did what first.
~get back in bed.
~this is all i cooked, eat it or not.
~i am at my limit.

Ahhh

August 4th, 2006

as expected, it’s morning and with the sunshine comes new perspective. my girl’s looking better. i’ve sorted through yet more stuff in the process of packing, done some laundry, and cleaned the kitchen. all of these things make me feel better. my husband got off to work before i even got up – and that’s a feat! i talked to him briefly after he got there and he was ready to work! hopefully this weekend we’ll find a place to live and the daunting task of getting rid of most of what we own and packing the rest will be whittled away as the days pass. maybe this will go easier and quicker than i thought. i’ve been working since 6:20 this morning and decided i deserved a little break before i start in again. thank you for putting up with my downness and as promised i will keep you updated on the ever-changing events!

Expect Less

August 3rd, 2006

posts.

to say the very least i’m a little overwhelmed.

so, it’s 2 weeks 3 days until you put your oldest child into kindergarten, when he’s never been away from you for longer than a cubbies meeting; you are 7.5 weeks pregnant, sick as a dog, and can’t hold your eyes open; you have a 3 year old who’s never been away from his brother, for any time longer than a cubbies meeting; and a very typical 15 month old, can you say – into everything?; what do you do?

how about move? with no money. we have no home lined up. at all. we don’t know where he’ll start school. we only have 1 working vehicle that pearl has to have for work and how do i get my oldest to school everyday? did i mention no money. really. no credit cards. no money to even begin a contingency fund. past due to all our current bills.

did you get how long we have to pull this off? 2 weeks 3 days to first day of kindergarten. pearl starts work at his new job tomorrow. yes, tomorrow at 7am.

we have to do all that is involved in a move – with 3 children, 1 car, no money and we have 2 weeks to do it. can you say, reality show in the making?!

i’m sorry that this is so biting. i know that in a few days i’ll be very thankful. but this all hit today while we were rushing our daughter to the doctor for a mystery red swollen ear and puffy eye. did i mention i’m overwhelmed?

please don’t submit pity or suggestions. i’m just not up to it tonight. put yourself in our shoes and try to think what you would want to hear. i’m telling you these things so you know where i have vanished to for the next 3 weeks. i’ll post when i can, and update when possible. i just want to cocoon right now and then get down to business when God shows us what’s next. again, i’m very sorry for the downness. i’ll be back to me soon, i’m sure the hormones aren’t helping any either! just pray. for wisdom. for trust. for hearts of gratitude. for a church home. for our babies to feel stable and learn faith from us. and for miracles. God, alone, will get this glory, because there is NO way i could do this on my own. thanks, guys, for all of your prayers already. i’m sure i’ll be back at the computer fairly frequently when i’m feeling too sick to pack! until then, peace people.

A Quick Glimpse

August 1st, 2006

into my today.

i have neglected to feed my daughter, therefore she is roaming the dining room eating the crumbs her brothers have thoughtfully left for her.

my middlest boy just came over and sat on my lap to see the computer. with no drawers on. (i finally coaxed him into taking off his pull-up and haven’t launched myself into the full-scale battle to now get underwear on him, much less actual clothes.) he leaned forward to see the screen and tooted. with no barrier between me and him. i thought the shrimp ramen was puke worthy. no, my friends, there’s little better for a sick pregnant stomach than that. he giggled.

my oldest is wearing lime green pants that no longer fit any child in my immediate family and a turquoise shirt of the same size. “look, mama, i’m the GREEN GOBLIN! you wanna hear me laugh like him? he, he, he, he.”

i have ceased all work in the house, opting instead to lie absolutely still on the couch while the world falls in around me. just don’t make me smell anything or move and we’ll all be alright. hence, the knee-deep crud you must wade through. it’s amazing how quickly 3 small children can destroy a house. truly.

i must now feed my daughter and take my children outside. btw, i’m on the pc now and can’t figure out how to get pictures on my post. oh well, maybe matt can teach me tonight. this is not very high on my current priority list! :)