Saturday, April 22, 2017

Working Together 

My husband and daughter are amazing. This weekend we had a over lap of shows. So my amazing daughter and husband did two shows on there own and they rocked it. I am so grateful for family who are willing to pull together for our small business and help out. And look at that beautiful girl back at shows. I have missed her being with me. 

Friday, April 21, 2017

Another Crazy Day

This week has been crazy. Actually the whole month has been crazy. My husband would deny this but his memory has not been the same for the last six months. I asked him to take my daughter to the orthodontist. He has taken her many times. I have a husband who can remember directions to anywhere. I was shocked when he called me ten minutes after he left to ask for directions on how to get to the orthodontist. This is where my day goes a little crazy. Twenty minutes later my hero called me to ask me to look for his keys. Okay I am going to bullet point again because I do not even know how to explain this. *my hero calls me to ask me to look for his truck keys *I need him to explain how he drove without his keys; I did not know that was possible *the girls and I spent 20 minutes searching the house, the driveway and the trash for his keys. At some point that morning he had cleaned out his truck so he had no idea where they would be. *I told him I would bring him his spare keys. This is where I should mention that he has a wand that turns on the alarm in his truck. *as I pull out of the driveway onto the main road I see his keys. They had flown off the back of his truck. I actually only found his keychain, part of his wand and a couple spare keys *so I take him the spare key from the house. This is where I explain that I do not enjoy driving especially in construction. But I did it, I was not annoyed at him because we all make mistakes and it was honestly almost comical. *I arrive at the orthodontist and he said the piece of the wand I found would not work. So I offer him his spare (he can bypass the alarm). That’s when he looks at me and says…… *he says, I do not need the spare, I had a spare in my truck. YOU HAD WHAT, WHY AM I HERE *he said, I told you I only needed you to come if you had the wand. Pretty sure that was not said *at this point I decide I am going to do a facebook live video. I have done live videos before but never shown my face. I honestly am not okay with my appearance right now. So I start the video, I am laughing about my morning. That’s when my hero walks back to my car and…. *starts screaming at me about how I did not have to drive down and he did not tell me to come down. I love this man but I think the stress of the last week had gotten to him. He does not scream at me daily. This is where I ask you to pray for him. Between getting out of the Army, looking for a job, having heart surgery and general life he has been under a lot of stress.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

What a Day!!

What a day!!! I do not even know how to explain my days sometimes. I swear we should have a camera crew following us. I am going to share the first few hours of my day so you can laugh. It was Easter morning. I knew I would not be going to church because my husband was released from the hospital the day before and I would not leave him. So I woke up at 4:30, yes AM and woke the girls to take care of animals. While they did morning chores I made two egg casseroles for the potluck at church. When the casseroles were done I drove the girls to church. I took our son with us. On the way to church he asked why he could not stay at church with the girls. I explained that for the last month he has hidden after church and not come to us. Because of this I could not allow the girls to be responsible for him. That set him off. This is where I am going to stop writing in paragraph form and hope you are not too offended by my lack of grammar. So just laugh or cry with me as you read the rest of my morning. *after we dropped off the girls my son asked to stop for breakfast. We stopped for donuts, while at the donut shop the child kept mumbling. I asked what he wanted and he continued to mumble. So I paid for our stuff and we left. * I am going to be honest; I was feeling pretty wimpy on the way home. You see my college son was still home in bed. I did not mind missing church to care for my husband but if my son was home he could have cared for my husband and I could have gone to church. So I turned up my praise music and decided to just get over myself. Just as I was starting to feel better about my day a little voice from the back seat said “can you turn off the ruckus”. EXCUSE ME and he repeated it. I did not lose it on him. I turned my praise music up and continued to drive home. *when we arrived home I informed said child that we would not be watching TV because we needed less ruckus. This set off WW3. He decided to scream and jump and tell me he was waking everyone up. Needless to say my morning was stressing me. I finally thought I could breathe and ate a donut and started to relax. That is when….. *That is when I heard my husband scream, a panicked scream. I went running up the stairs. He thought for sure he was bleeding out. You see he did not remember the doctor saying he would bruise. He did not bruise the first time he had this procedure. He only remembered that he needed to watch for internal and external bleeding. I instantly had him lay down and called 911. We eventually realized that what he was feeling was pressure. The pressure was a combination of swelling and needing to urinate. It did not help that our three year kicked him which is what woke him up. This is where I am going to be honest. Once I knew he was not bleeding externally and there was nothing I could do but wait for the ambulance I went into a different mode. I realized how messy the hallway looked. I was chucking things in rooms and shutting doors. I was cursing my daughters because I realized you could not walk through the upstairs bathroom. This is common after three girls shower and get ready for church. I was just praying they did not want to take him into the upstairs bathroom. *The ambulance left after he signed a refusal of treatment form. I am so glad he was/is okay. *my college son woke up in the middle of all this. Jacob on the other hand did not realize that 6 EMT’s were five feet from his head. So Michael left for church. You would think life would slow down. *I made Rob breakfast, cleaned out the fridge, straightened the kitchen, then sat down to check on Rob *just then the college boy called to say he got sick at church and was coming home *when Michael got home I needed to leave to pick up the girls. As I am walking out the door I realize that my three and six year old had spilt strawberry powder all over the kitchen and were now rolling in it and using it like sand. I would like to complain and say the day was a complete waist and cry. But you know what? I have all my children home, my husband is alive and home with me. I had time to remember that while my day started crazy no one was beating me, no one was denying my existence; I am not dying so others can live. That is what Easter is about; it is about remember what Jesus did for us. I do not think I will ever be able to wrap my head around the pain he went through for me or how I will ever be worthy of his forgiveness.

Saying Good-bye

This week we sold four of our babies. I knew we could not keep them but it is always hard to let them go. 

This picture cracks me up. The babies have to be on their knees to nurse. Reminds me off a toddler hanging upside down to nurse. 

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

My Baby Boy

Oh baby boy please slow down and don't grow up. I love you so much. I love how you still need me to go to sleep. I love how you give me morning kisses and snuggles each morning. Please do not grow up, please stay my baby boy. 

 
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