I am one of a pair of "worriers"...my twin sister is the queen, and I'm the runner up...but I can still give her a run for her money depending on the day or occasions. And, as God tends to do, we married worriers. Matches made in heaven I must confess!
Why we worry about the unknowns in life so much I really don't know. Was it taught?...nope! My mom never seems to get worked up like we do. Was it aquired from somewhere else?...maybe.
I am a believer in God, and therefore believe that my life is planned before I even reach my tomorrows. My mistakes, my success and even my failures are already known by the One who created me. So, why should I worry? God says he doesn't put things in our path that we can't overcome...and learn from...so why is my faith so frail? The "what ifs" in life get me far more than anything else I can think of, and all I can think is...WHY?
Monday, January 10, 2011
Inspiration out of the blue
After a disappointing morning inspiration is welcome...but unexpected.
HIS UNFAILING PRESENCE
Another year I enter,
its history unknown;
Oh, how my feet would tremble
To tread its paths alone!
But I have heard God's whisper-
I know I shall be blest-
"My presence shall go with you,
And I will give you rest."
What will the New Year bring me?
I may not, must not know.
Will it be love and rapture,
Or loneliness and woe?
Hush! Hush! I hear his whisper-
I surely shall be blest-
"My presence shall go with you,
And I will give you rest."
-author unknown
I found this on the back of the church bulletin, that I never got to look at because we ended up in the ER...but I guess God knew,I would need this today.
HIS UNFAILING PRESENCE
Another year I enter,
its history unknown;
Oh, how my feet would tremble
To tread its paths alone!
But I have heard God's whisper-
I know I shall be blest-
"My presence shall go with you,
And I will give you rest."
What will the New Year bring me?
I may not, must not know.
Will it be love and rapture,
Or loneliness and woe?
Hush! Hush! I hear his whisper-
I surely shall be blest-
"My presence shall go with you,
And I will give you rest."
-author unknown
I found this on the back of the church bulletin, that I never got to look at because we ended up in the ER...but I guess God knew,I would need this today.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Our first big boo-boo
Today was eventful! Our oldest boy had his first trip to the ER.
We were sitting in church, waiting for the service to start...I had both boys since my hubby was doing something in another place in the church. I had set him on his behind, and he was sitting nicely, so I tried to give our other son his binkie because he was starting to fuss. Now, as most accident stories start...I turned for just a second, and he shifted toward the pew in front of us. Instead of catching himself with his hands, he caught himself with his forehead. Since skin doesn't usually stand up too well against corners, he has a cut...and being a normal head wound IT BLED!
I was trained in minor first aid when I was a CNA, so when I saw the blood...I did what I knew. I still had our tiny baby in one ARM and him bleeding in the other, and I was asking if someone would take the little one and if I could get something for the bleeding.
The mom in me wanted to panic, but he was already screaming, understandably, so I had to tell myself "remember all head wounds bleed a lot, this is ok". I put tissues on it and held it while someone went to find my hubby, so he could get the car and we could go see if he needed stitches.
My husband wasn't a graceful child...his words :-)...and he was very familiar with ER doctors, but this rattled him because he is ours. I had to reminded him on the way to the hospital that a cop would not understand him going 20 over the speed limit....but to the hospital we made it.
We must have one of the calmest kids ever, because he was acting normally by the time we got there, and even when they were examining him he only tried to get away when they wanted to touch the cut. He never hit or kicked...we are so proud of him! They ended up gluing him back together, instead of stitches...and he still wanted daddy over me after daddy had to hold him down for the nurse to fix him up (rubbing alcohol, surgical glue, and iodine and he still behaved).
Of course he got ice cream later just to make the experience look better later...as I've said before, scary doctor visits should come "a la mode"!
We were sitting in church, waiting for the service to start...I had both boys since my hubby was doing something in another place in the church. I had set him on his behind, and he was sitting nicely, so I tried to give our other son his binkie because he was starting to fuss. Now, as most accident stories start...I turned for just a second, and he shifted toward the pew in front of us. Instead of catching himself with his hands, he caught himself with his forehead. Since skin doesn't usually stand up too well against corners, he has a cut...and being a normal head wound IT BLED!
I was trained in minor first aid when I was a CNA, so when I saw the blood...I did what I knew. I still had our tiny baby in one ARM and him bleeding in the other, and I was asking if someone would take the little one and if I could get something for the bleeding.
The mom in me wanted to panic, but he was already screaming, understandably, so I had to tell myself "remember all head wounds bleed a lot, this is ok". I put tissues on it and held it while someone went to find my hubby, so he could get the car and we could go see if he needed stitches.
My husband wasn't a graceful child...his words :-)...and he was very familiar with ER doctors, but this rattled him because he is ours. I had to reminded him on the way to the hospital that a cop would not understand him going 20 over the speed limit....but to the hospital we made it.
We must have one of the calmest kids ever, because he was acting normally by the time we got there, and even when they were examining him he only tried to get away when they wanted to touch the cut. He never hit or kicked...we are so proud of him! They ended up gluing him back together, instead of stitches...and he still wanted daddy over me after daddy had to hold him down for the nurse to fix him up (rubbing alcohol, surgical glue, and iodine and he still behaved).
Of course he got ice cream later just to make the experience look better later...as I've said before, scary doctor visits should come "a la mode"!
Friday, January 7, 2011
Sprinting...not jogging
2 days ago my hubby got orders for an overseas duty station. We had no idea, which is generally the case I'm told. Now this would be fine, except the orders were supposed to have been given to him in early December, but mysteriously they got lost...how do you lose papers like that? This is not the first time someone got orders in the military, you would think they would have the routine down.
So, with the loss of the orders for a month, we are now having to cut what should have been a 2 1/2 month process down to 1 1/2....we are in a literal SPRINT to the finish line!
We bought a house here a year and a half ago and need to rent it out because we have no time to dink around with selling it...and I'm hoping that the horrors I've heard of from people who rent don't happen with us. I'm hoping that we have the best tenants we could ever ask for! Clean, not destructive, and with a steady job.
We also have another hurdle to overcome...the dreaded bi-annual PT test! This has been a huge source of stress for us for the last 2 years. I'm really praying about this! I am going to ask for all who read this to do the same, please! His test is Monday, this could make or break our current situation, depending on wether he passes or fails. The new standards are causing trouble all over the airforce.
Our third hurdle is going to be our paperwork! The paperwork to give me and our boys clearance to go with my husband. With this lovely time crunch that we have been put into...I may be traveling internationally with a toddler and an infant on my own!
Sorry to unload my fears on you, but my husband feels the weight of this on his shoulders as it is, and he would feel even more if I told him how worried I am about this whole thing. I'm not worried about moving, I'm just worried that either his dream of an overseas station will be taken away because of the results of his PT test, or he will have to go on ahead of us because the paperwork for the three of us doesn't go through in time.
If you pray, PLEASE pray for us!
So, with the loss of the orders for a month, we are now having to cut what should have been a 2 1/2 month process down to 1 1/2....we are in a literal SPRINT to the finish line!
We bought a house here a year and a half ago and need to rent it out because we have no time to dink around with selling it...and I'm hoping that the horrors I've heard of from people who rent don't happen with us. I'm hoping that we have the best tenants we could ever ask for! Clean, not destructive, and with a steady job.
We also have another hurdle to overcome...the dreaded bi-annual PT test! This has been a huge source of stress for us for the last 2 years. I'm really praying about this! I am going to ask for all who read this to do the same, please! His test is Monday, this could make or break our current situation, depending on wether he passes or fails. The new standards are causing trouble all over the airforce.
Our third hurdle is going to be our paperwork! The paperwork to give me and our boys clearance to go with my husband. With this lovely time crunch that we have been put into...I may be traveling internationally with a toddler and an infant on my own!
Sorry to unload my fears on you, but my husband feels the weight of this on his shoulders as it is, and he would feel even more if I told him how worried I am about this whole thing. I'm not worried about moving, I'm just worried that either his dream of an overseas station will be taken away because of the results of his PT test, or he will have to go on ahead of us because the paperwork for the three of us doesn't go through in time.
If you pray, PLEASE pray for us!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Mischeif corner
There is a corner in our house that has been dubbed the "mischief corner". This corner is a constant source of amazement to our oldest boy. If he were a fly....it would be a light! No matter how many times he gets swatted or moved away from it, he goes back.
This seems to be a phase that is going to around for a while...daddy is having a hard time with this new misbehavior. All that we have there is a lamp and an end table, which we have across the room as well. He goes and tries to play with the lamp, or get behind the loveseat....like I said pure MISCHIEF!
I love our son's determination, but these are the years that teaching him is more important than being his friend. We will have time to do that when he's grown, and he will love us more for it.
This seems to be a phase that is going to around for a while...daddy is having a hard time with this new misbehavior. All that we have there is a lamp and an end table, which we have across the room as well. He goes and tries to play with the lamp, or get behind the loveseat....like I said pure MISCHIEF!
I love our son's determination, but these are the years that teaching him is more important than being his friend. We will have time to do that when he's grown, and he will love us more for it.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Diaper Chronicles...#2
So, I planned on just whipping out a stack of these diapers...but here I am with one diaper made and lots more to go. I opened the sewing machine I had been given by my grandma, in the hope that it was working like she said...not the case! Come to find out the timing belt is busted and so are some of the gears that turn and feed the bobbin. So, I had two choices, pay $400 for the repair shop to tear the machine apart and replace things...or buy a new sewing machine. Hmmmm...I pick the new sewing machine!
The sewing machine lady and her husband are older than my grandparents, and they don't mind speaking if they can impart some of their wisdom. The first time I went in there the man asked me wether I had any big plans for New Year's eve, I said no, and he says, "good, you don't need to get go out anyway"...hehe, I love direct people! The second time was when I brought the machine in. His wife was helping me, and he was doing something else. Once she had determined my machine was dead, she told me about some of the ones they sell. I told her that I needed to ask my husband before we decided which machine to get, and she says, "you mean discuss, Dear we don't 'ask' our husbands anything, we discuss it!"....
So now I have a new sewing machine...which my husband and I DISCUSSED :-)....she would be proud...and I have a large stack of fleece calling my name!
The sewing machine lady and her husband are older than my grandparents, and they don't mind speaking if they can impart some of their wisdom. The first time I went in there the man asked me wether I had any big plans for New Year's eve, I said no, and he says, "good, you don't need to get go out anyway"...hehe, I love direct people! The second time was when I brought the machine in. His wife was helping me, and he was doing something else. Once she had determined my machine was dead, she told me about some of the ones they sell. I told her that I needed to ask my husband before we decided which machine to get, and she says, "you mean discuss, Dear we don't 'ask' our husbands anything, we discuss it!"....
So now I have a new sewing machine...which my husband and I DISCUSSED :-)....she would be proud...and I have a large stack of fleece calling my name!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
The person I am.
Being a mom, especially a "new mom", makes you analyse yourself. So here's what I've come up with....
I'm a kind, moody, decisive, and very direct person. I can be quick to make a judgement, but I do try to see the best in others, even when they can't seem to. I am a little direct, but I don't see the point in dancing around a subject, I would much rather jump right in.
I get along with children and older people, but I guess some of my friends have already named the reason why....they tell me that I'm an 80 year old in a 23 year old body.
I'm a believer in God, and that is a big part of my life. I believe nobody is beyond salvation.
I like order, but am working on being more organised myself. I like things clean and uncluttered, but I want my home to look like people live there. I think the best sound in a house is the sound of a child in it.
I am fiercely protective on occaison, especially of my family. When I love, I love with my whole heart.
I am very proud to be a military wife, and I am proud of my husband.
This is who I am!
I'm a kind, moody, decisive, and very direct person. I can be quick to make a judgement, but I do try to see the best in others, even when they can't seem to. I am a little direct, but I don't see the point in dancing around a subject, I would much rather jump right in.
I get along with children and older people, but I guess some of my friends have already named the reason why....they tell me that I'm an 80 year old in a 23 year old body.
I'm a believer in God, and that is a big part of my life. I believe nobody is beyond salvation.
I like order, but am working on being more organised myself. I like things clean and uncluttered, but I want my home to look like people live there. I think the best sound in a house is the sound of a child in it.
I am fiercely protective on occaison, especially of my family. When I love, I love with my whole heart.
I am very proud to be a military wife, and I am proud of my husband.
This is who I am!
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