Archive - January, 2012

yes, I’m aware that my hands are full.

The number one comment when I’m out with the kiddos is “Wow, you’ve got your hands full don’t you?”. I usually follow it with a blank stare and thank them for stating the obvious for me.

OF COURSE I HAVE MY HANDS FULL! Duuuuuuuh. 

A guy at the mall a couple weeks ago actually stopped me and stared down into the stroller with a huge look of shock on his face. “I can’t believe there are TWO babies in there!!!”. Seriously, dude? Did you think I’d have my cat in there?

It’s like when you’re 9 months pregnant and people feel the need to tell you that you’re about to have a baby. Why, oh why do they feel the need to remind me that I have two little humans?

It’s almost like they feel sorry for me. WHY?? This was our choice, and it’s amazing. I’m blessed with two tiny people who are absolutely incredible! My house is filled with laughter and fun. Sure, it’s tough. I’m the first one to admit that, but most importantly…it’s a blast. I wouldn’t trade the bad days or the hard times for anything. Because when it’s hard, there’s always a silver lining.

Right when it gets really rough is when Zoey giggles uncontrollably for the first time at her big sister. It’s when Jessi says her bible verse by herself, and sings her ABC’s (skipping about 10 letters of course). It’s when Jessi goes and sits next to her little sister and hugs and kisses her and tells her she loves her (without me telling her to!). Those moments make my eyes fill with tears and my heart with joy. They are learning from us! We are having a stinking blast teaching and loving these little humans. In no way does having my “hands full” change that.

And to all you people who think I’m crazy and have my hands full? They are only going to get more full.

Now, stop staring at me and buy me coffee and go carry my groceries to the car!!!

saturday

Just gonna be really open and honest here. I had a breakdown this weekend, and honestly it scared me. I’ve for the most part managed to keep my head on pretty straight after having the kiddos. There was a time after having Jessi that I was really scared I was getting postpartum depression, but we figured out it was just stress and frustration over breastfeeding. As soon as I quit breastfeeding her, I was golden.

But last week was hard. Both girls have been suffering with allergies really bad, and it was taking a toll on us all. We got the news that we couldn’t continue with our adoption and I took that pretty hard. It was a busy week, so all around exhausting. Saturday morning daddy had a basketball game (he plays in a church league) so we were at home by ourselves. The whining was ridiculous. It’s all I had heard all week. My head hurt, the baby was crying, the toddler was whining and clinging to me.

I just broke down. I couldn’t even stand the sight of their faces. What?? I calmly begged the toddler to go play with her toys, while I sat and tried to wrap my mind around the emotions. I just needed to escape.

Then the guilt hits. What kind of a mother am I? What mother wants to get away from her children?? Well, me. The kind of mother that never gets away from her children. I never ask for help. When I ask for help, I feel like a failure. I’ve convinced myself I can do it all and I can handle it all.

But I can’t.

Thankfully hubby walked in the door before I locked myself in my bedroom. I explain to him that I was losing my mind, and he gladly took over the children so I could take a nap and escape the house.  I tell new moms all the time how important it is to take time to yourself and ask for help, but why can’t I take that advice myself? When I do get help, and get a chance to leave the house – I rush through my errands and feel this HUGE amount of guilt the entire time.

When will this get better? Get easier? Maybe it never will. But I hope that eventually I get the hang of it and the guilt lessens. Because even after an hour away, I feel so much more refreshed.

I think I had just reached the point of exhaustion, we all get there. I love these little people more than anything on this planet (other than their sperm donor of course). I would do ANYTHING for them. But sometimes, I just have to get away before I go completely nutty.

It’s those days when the baby is up to eat every three hours the night before and the toddler has a screaming meltdown because “OH NO I OPENED THE FRUIT SNACKS ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE PACKAGE”. That’s when it’s time to step back, take a breather and remind myself I am a fantastic mother. We will get through this stage.

It’s hard. But I will always go home, scoop up my babies and love them with everything in me. It’s ok to have a tough day, and it’s important to take a break – even from your family. Recharge those batteries so you can start over fresh.

How do you survive the tough days? Are you asking for help? 

one word 2012: STAY

Have you heard of One Word? A pretty cool concept. You choose a word to focus on for the year. The last few weeks I’ve really been praying through what this year hold for our family and the best way to lead our children. Praying God would give me a verse or two to focus on and some direction.

The word “Stay” kept coming to my mind. But not in the way you usually think of the word stay. I don’t plan to stay the same. I want to grow and learn. But I feel like God is calling me to stay in a different way. To stay the course. To endure. To persevere.

We aren’t in an ideal place right now in our life, but God has called us here and placed us here for a purpose. So I will be still. I will wait. I will endure.

What are you focusing on this year? 

major adoption set back

I’m sitting here all snuggled up in my bed with a warm blanket and cup of chai tea. My babies are napping and tears are streaming down my face as I try to wrap my mind around rejection.

We were rejected to start our adoption.

OUCH.

The place we are in is tough. When hubby quit his comfortable, well paying church job (I know, that’s kinda an oxymoron right?) to move us back to Oklahoma I had no idea it would be this difficult to get settled. We went a full year without a job. He led worship and that paid the bills, but we still had to dig into our savings significantly. We didn’t get a couple of jobs we really wanted, and began to question if full time ministry was really what we were supposed to be doing anymore.

Then hubby got the job at Apple 2 months ago, and he absolutely loves it. He always tells me this is something he can see himself doing for a long time. That makes me so happy. It’s great because he can still lead worship part time, and still work at Apple. Win, win!

The downside? He’s starting out in a new company. Although he didn’t have to start completely at the bottom, they didn’t hire him on immediately to be a manager or pay him a million dollars. So we are scraping by a bit.

Therefore,  we have decisions to make. Yes, we are still going to adopt. That’s not even a question. We just need to be bringing home a little more before we can. Do I take on some sort of job to cover the extra that we need? But then what about the girls? Seems dumb for me to work just so we can get going on paperwork, only to pay all of that straight to daycare. Sigh.

I know God has a huge plan for our children and our family. But I’m extremely disappointment. My heart hurts. I was so ready and excited to get started on this journey. The process takes 2-3 YEARS and I really wanted my kids super close together. If we have to wait another year or longer to get started that’s like 5 years before having another kiddo! Um, no thanks!

We would really appreciate your prayers as we figure this out and decide what is the best course for us to take. Thanks my friends!

wordless{ish} wednesday: praying

Jessi is all about praying.
She prays before she eats, while she’s playing, midsentence…really anywhere she finds appropriate. Last week while we were waiting for daddy to get home from work I set the girls up on the counter and she wanted to show Zoey how to pray. It was priceless.

Such a great big sister and leader she is!!

Linking up with some Wordless Wednesday friends
The Paper Mama
A Little King & IAnd Then She {Snapped}5 Minutes for Mom,
Jenni from the Blog & Angry Julie Monday

a letter to…me.

Dear ungrateful me,

You know that money you whine about? It is going to buy diapers and food for those precious babies you are blessed with. That’s all you need.

And those trips to Paris and New York you dream of taking?  You get to go to the zoo and see your children’s faces light up as they learn about monkeys…and make adorable monkey noises.

You know how you get frustrated that hubby has to work such long hours? He has a job that he loves and provides for you.

Those times you complained about “too much family”? It’s ridiculous how many people you have that love you and would do anything for you.

And then you were jealous of all the fun stuff that couple without kids got to do. They don’t hear the giggles of little girls in their home every day.

And constantly you complain because you can’t have your favorite restaurant more. But that little blonde haired toddler had a picnic with you on the living room floor and thought your peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were amazing.

Then it was overwhelming to keep the house clean and you whined and whined. You are blessed with a home. A roof over your head to keep your babies safe and warm.

So before you complain about the things you don’t have, look into those little faces and count every blessing. Hug your husband and thank God for bringing you an amazing man.

Because your home may not be perfect, but it’s filled with perfect love. It’s overflowing with joy and blessings.

Don’t focus on the things you cannot do, but instead point the babies to Jesus and everything you need will be provided.

Sincerely,

Overwhelmed with Blessings Me

how to not kill your husband {after having a baby}

They say the first year of marriage is hard, but “they” don’t tell you much about the first year after having a baby. That’s the year that will rock you. Next to marrying the love of your life, the greatest joy you will ever experience is having a child. Your heart completely explodes when that child is born and every bit of your energy and time goes into that tiny little person. So, what about your husband?

Your marriage gets put on the back burner. That’s just the way it is. Your husband is perfectly capable of making his own sandwich and washing his own clothes. But the baby? Not so much. They need you every second of the day. They 100% rely on you.

For the first year, you as the mama are the primary caregiver.
Then Daddy becomes the primary fun giver.

Yes, you share responsibilities with your hubby to raise the child, but when they are teeny little humans…mama just knows best. We are born with parental instincts, while for the most part men kinda have to figure their way around a baby.

Here’s my best shot at advice to help you survive that first year, and come out on the other side still over the moon for your man.

1. Give yourself some grace. You just had a baby. Even when 5 months has gone by, you still just had a baby. You can’t compare yourself to those super moms you see on tv who walk out of the hospital in their size 2 designer jeans. That’s just not normal. Remind yourself that this is a very short time in your life, go eat some ice cream and give yourself a big bear hug. Grace is the key.

2. Take your time. Ahem, in the bedroom that is. Just because you get the “all clear” from your doc at 6 weeks, doesn’t mean you may be ready to jump in the sack. Seriously, take your time. It all changes after having that baby. Ease into what works for you, don’t just rush it because the doctor says it’s ok and you feel like you need to!

3. Talk it out. Are you struggling? Tell him. A lot of things change around your house after a baby and it’s important to keep the lines of communication open and talk through things with each other. Figure out what you expect out of one another, and be open and honest!

4. Make a plan. Do you both work and plan to trade off night feedings? Do you expect him to put the baby in bed? Do you want him to help you with some housework or do the grocery shopping? Figure out way to help each other, and don’t be afraid to ask him for some help! Make a plan, ask each other for help! Do it!

5. Go on a date. Or several actually. It’s so easy to barely spend any time together away from baby. Your life becomes wrapped around this person, but you have to remember in 18 years they will be gone and you still need to like each other. Get all fancied up and go out to dinner. It’s ok if you talk about baby all night, just talk! Enjoy each other! Hold hands and love each other. I promise a few hours alone will be a HUGE breath of fresh air after diapers, spit up and sleepless nights.

I promise I’m no expert on this subject, but I’m in the middle of doing it for the second time. I’ve learned a lot and failed a lot. My husband and I will come out on the other side still crazy about each other, because we will continue to work at it. I guarantee you that it’s hard. Sometimes you’ll just want to punch him right in the face for not understanding you…but remember he’s a man and he’s not going to understand you. Give him the opportunity to try and work at it every single day!

There’s something about that moment on your child’s first birthday, as they tear into their cake that you make eye contact with your other half and sigh a deep sigh and say “WE MADE IT!”

featured on blogher!

I recently wrote this post about the difficulties of motherhood and the struggles I’m facing. And let’s be honest, who doesn’t want to read that another mom is struggling?? But I was so honored when I got an email from my friends at BlogHer that they were going to feature little old me!!! It’s a joy to be a support for other moms, and sometimes what gets us through the tough days are our friends!! Featured on BlogHer.com

A big thanks to BlogHer for featuring us, now if only money would fall from the sky and I could make it to the BlogHer conference this year. Who want to sponsor me?? Aren’t my kids cute?? Don’t you think their mommy deserves a break? ;)

wordless{ish} wednesday: sheer joy

This one is the definition of complete and utter joy. She started laughing out loud this week, and it’s the cutest, most amazing thing! I just adore this little person!

Linking up with some Wordless Wednesday friends
The Paper Mama
A Little King & IAnd Then She {Snapped}5 Minutes for Mom,
Jenni from the Blog & Angry Julie Monday

a much needed family day

If you haven’t noticed, I’ve been a bit overwhelmed and nutso lately. My hubby hadn’t had a full day off of work in three weeks. He has been working most nights, and I’m completely worn out. I’ve been going 5 days without even having a chance to touch my computer, and I miss connecting with my blogging friends!

Yesterday hubs had his first day off in a while and we were so excited! I swear the girls are getting so sick of my face. Jessi was thrilled to have him home, and would barely even come near me all day. Since it was a gorgeous day in the 70′s, we packed up and spent the day at the Zoo! We hadn’t been with the girls since Zoey was born, so it’s was great to go!

It was a joy to have my partner in crime for the day and have an extra set of hands to help with the tiny humans. We had a wonderful day together! Zoey has starting laughing and it’s beyond cute. I adore my little family!

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