Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
As Eric and I prepared to leave the hospital with our older two boys, we knew we were bringing them home to cute, prepared, ready-to-go nurseries that had been completed months ahead of time. You'd think, being the planner that I am, that Ethan's nursery situation would be the same...lucky for him, he's little and won't remember the unfinished, completely incomplete nursery that he'll have to come home to!
With what little strength and stamina I have remaining, today I finished unpacking all of the Huggies boxes that contained seven years worth of various-sized clothing. All of it was repackaged into Space Bags...my new BFFs! It's amazing to me that eight diaper boxes and four plastic tubs worth of clothing (which were stashed in three different closets around the house) can now fit into one one small space below a shelf in the nursery closet. Not a pretty picture, but it all fits. Next is to construct some sort of curtain/covering so I don't have to look at all those Space Bags every time I get into the closet for a burpie or bib!
Eric and I (mostly Eric) will be painting the ceiling white on Saturday...it's currently a dirty, light beige of some sort and just really makes the room darker than it needs to be. The unofficial theme of the room is birds, so I have some silver metallic bird art pieces to spray paint this weekend as well. Silver is NOT going to work in a room of browns and blues, so we'll go for a more "hammered" bronze look...Lowe's, here we come! I also have a couple of craft projects lined up. Maybe I can get started on those tomorrow (today, actually, seeing as how it in the AM HOURS AND I'M AWAKE...again).
My sister, Erica, and I have a double baby shower at church on Sunday afternoon. My big plan was to wait until after this shower to see exactly what we still need to properly plan for Ethan's arrival home. Well, Monday at my check-up, the due date was changed to next week! So, I've gone on ahead and ordered a few NECESSITIES from my own registry, praying that they'll arrive before Ethan does! He may have his fresh, new crib bedding ready to go...and he might not. Like I said, it's a good thing he's too young to remember, because this boy's hangout won't be finished until, well...who knows???
Monday, June 20, 2011
I know nothing compared to the Lord's wisdom and the plans he has in store for each of us; however, if I could ask God one thing, I would want to know why Eric's father is not here with us today. On Father's Day, I have wondered that very thing for five consecutive years now...and obviously at other key times as well. I wonder why he's been called to Heaven and has to miss t-ball and soccer games, Grandparent's Day, preschool graduations, school functions of various sorts, etc. I know that he would relish being involved in Braden's Boy Scout activities and that he would put a firm foot down to help stop Garrett's suddenly "smart" mouth...but in only the way a grandparent could. I know that he would sit in the kitchen and dunk Oreos with my boys (and me, too?) and that he would go fishing with them and their daddy. I know that he would cherish Ethan the very same way that he doted on Braden and Garrett...the pictures of him snuggling our babies are now priceless treasures.
Our boys have experienced much loss in the way of fatherly figures and they know all too well the devestation of disease and old age. "Cancer" is a common term for my children, even though they don't fully comprehend what it entails. Braden and Garrett know, even at so young an age, that everyone's Earthly life will end at some point and that we must trust in God's love to bring us all together again in Heaven. They remember Grandpa's passing, but were so young when Curley and Papaw passed...they only "remember" the stories we so willingly share of these great men who loved them, but have since gone on before them. I have some solace in the fact that my grandfathers, at least, lived long productive lives, and were such a huge part of my own upbringing. But, I am heartbroken at this one time each year that my husband has lost his father before his own children could revel in Papa Curley's love, affection, attention, humor, and wisdom. These things can never be replaced by anyone else here on Earth, for nothing can replace the special bond between grandparent and grandchild. I am so sad that our boys will never know that relationship, my own father unable to provide it.
I know that "normal" is a relative term, and to say our boys have a "normal" upbringing is relative as well. Their normal is a life filled with Mom and Dad, their grandmothers and greatgrandmothers, and countless other adults who almost fill the void left by those who are no longer in our lives. Our family has been blessed by so many who have reached out to us, created relationships with us, and -most importantly- somewhat bridged the chasm left by the absence of this key member of our family. There are others in this world who have suffered similar-and worse- loss of family. There are others who have children with no grandparents to speak of. There are others whose tragedy far outweighs what we've gone through, and continue to deal with, in the absence of Eric's dad, in particular. It is not for me to question God's will or to sit around feeling sorry for myself, my husband, or our boys. But sometimes I just wonder why it has to be this way...
Saturday, June 18, 2011
So, I was going through the list of blogs that I follow and noticed some very strange stuff. Some folks have stopped blogging, some folks have gone private, and some simply seem to have dropped off the face of the earth. My very favorite blog of all time was The Sew Cute Shop, which I ran across a few years ago on Etsy. It's GONE! WHAT?!?!?!?!?! Ugh! I LOVE this woman's work, crafts, ethics, and just plain dig her approach to life...and now she's gone...disappeared...poof...vamoosh! Oh, the pain, the agony...
Blogger pals, so sorry to see you go...
Posted by Samantha at 10:08 PM
It's nearly three o'clock in the morning, and here I sit...
Garrett came storming in around 12ish to tell me that he "needed" me. After getting him back to sleep and wedging myself between two large pillows, I discovered that Ethan was awake, too, and rolling around on my rib cage. NO SLEEP! I did take Tylenol PM, but now I'm just groggy and can't sleep. I've been sitting here on the computer for the better part of an hour or so. Ethan is finally sleeping again, so perhaps I can attempt to go back to bed...or maybe not...
Friday, June 17, 2011
Then there's the photo above. Several older boys, probably 10-11 years old, were charging the smaller kids a quarter just to be able to slide down the slide. Braden said he guessed the password correctly ("banana"), but Alex gave them a quarter to slide. He came to tell his mom and she told him to go get his money back. He was timid, so I offered to go with him. That's Braden in the red T-shirt and Alex beside him in blue. I just asked the one Alex pointed to if he had their money, but he said he hadn't taken anyone's money...but that he'd gladly give Alex a quarter if he wanted it. Mmhmm...several kids then rolled their buddy under the bus and said he had, in fact, taken money on the slide. The kid pulled, like, $2 in quarters out of his pocket and returned Alex's money.
Just to insure that said bully's big momma didn't come lookin' for me, I finished up with a mini-lecture to the whole group about playing nice with each other on the playground. At this point, some preteen lookin' girl piped up and said "I told them that, I told them!" I guess she was supposed to be watching after them or something. Big momma never did come after me, but I stuck close to the dugout until it was time to go...just in case...
Thursday, June 16, 2011
I'm having a very difficult time today getting ANYTHING done...Ethan has dropped, head down, and is constantly pressing on my left hip bone! Really, all I want to do is lay down and nap, which will NOT work with two boys in the house. :0) My next appointment in Monday and I can't wait to check his progress, then pick his birthday! It's time, folks...it's definitely time. Ethan wants out and Mamma wants him out...
Thursday, June 9, 2011
This was our now annual Easter tradition, egg hunting at the Eagles lodge. It's a little strange, having small children hunt for eggs around the dance floor and in full sight of the bar, but it's a good time and always goes off without a hitch, rain or shine. And, since this year's Easter was water-logged, we were all about the indoor hunt!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
How's that for an alliterative title??? Back in May, Garrett graduated from Grace Place Preschool...and was voted by his teachers to be most likely to become a track star because he's always running...and running FAST!
Posted by Samantha at 12:38 PM
That Nana...she's one of a kind! And what a good sport. Not only was it her brilliant idea to entertain four little boys with silly string, she let them shoot it at her, too!