In Sickness

The eleventh commandment: Take not thine health for granted.

But if thine health should fail thee:

  • Buy stock in your favorite tissue brand.
  • Invest in earplugs for the long minutes of honking noses.
  • Have trash cans beside every single person for dirty tissues.
  • Make hot or cold drinks, depending on the temperature, wants, wishes, needs, and desires.

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  • Round up enough blankets to keep fighting to a minimum.
  • Prepare to pile blankets on or take them off, depending on the feelings of the inner core.
  • Stock up on any and all meds and overspend on vitamin C.
  • Hand out meds and use force if necessary to ensure the consumption thereof.
  • Wish for a hazmat suit when you hear the honking and barking.

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  • Do copious amounts of homework when meds kick in.
  • Resolve to ignore all moaning and groaning.
  • Do more homework the next day.
    and the next.
  • Know immediately when a certain one is feeling better by the rebounding energy and frustrated sounds emitted from the sisters.
  • When one begins to mend, wait for the next one to fall.

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  • Hand out drinks and give food pep talks to get them to eat.
  • Think about how good the food sounds.
  • Make and consume some of the said food.
  • Warn everyone who comes close to the house that it is contaminated.

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  • Call your Mother and thank her for the flowers. They may have been for Valentine’s day, but they do well for sick days also.
  • Hope that if this plague would happen to get you,
    you would at least lose weight over it.
  • Ignore feelings of illness creeping up on yourself.
  • Take some meds, buck up and keep working.
  • Succumb to the dreaded illness and lay on the couch for a (Sun)day.

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  • Enjoy holding the little one who does not take naps anymore.
  • Try and get a little reading in since you must sit anyway.
  • On a bright, sunshiny and most lovely warm day,
    invest in Clorox wipes and kill every germ in sight.
  • See them getting better, see the end in sight,
    and know spring will surely come one of these days.


Of Life

Another Saturday post.
It’s quiet here right now.
2 are sleeping.
1 just needs her afternoon nap,
the other is sleeping off a slumber party
and trying to recover from another week of sickness.
I’m hoping we finally kicked that bug.

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{guiltily hiding}

I am suppose to be studying my Sunday School lesson.
Instead I’m chatting with you guys.
Tomorrow morning when I wish I had studied more,
I’ll be counting on you to help me out.
My husband thinks I over study.
Guess we’ll try his approach.


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Last Sunday night we celebrated Liam’s first birthday.
We blessed him, and his parents, with many noisy toys.
If you are new here, read this post and you’ll
know why my inner happiness was just
off the charts to hear that Liam’s Mother
could sing the annoying turtle song in it’s entirety.


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We forked over a chunk of our salary here because of
swollen, red, hurting, shins from no apparent injury.
The Dr was of no help but things seem to be improving.
Thank you Jesus.


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While 2 of my kids were playing game after game, I over hear…
Player 1: “Let me interview you….”
(holds out pretend mic)
“So. How does it feel to loose so many games? I wouldn’t know.”
Player 2: {silence!}
Interview (and game) officially over.

If you are wondering, it wasn’t the 2 kids in the picture.

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I became all home-ecky Becky and made a batch of play dough.
It was actually easy to make and turned out pretty good.
If you can overlook the mess on the floor, it entertains for hours.


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“Do it myself”
are the new all time favorite words!
Not just for pudding. For everything.


“Mom, I know that wasn’t Grandma or Sarita on the phone because you had your person voice on.”
“Yeah, your person voice. Now don’t get me wrong you are nice and sweet, but when someone calls, you use this ‘person voice’ that is all really, really nice and stuff.”

Alrighty then, I guess the next time you call,
be expecting my gruff and tough parenting voice.


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If you are ever out on the job and don’t know where to lay your hammer,
try this.


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Sometimes you just have to sit down right where you are,
and hold them.


Give Away coming one of these weeks.
Check back.

(this ^^ was just to make sure I get it done) :/

Be blessed!

Of Long Moments

The week was long.
Traveling Monday.
Coughing. Aching. Feverish children.
Lots of weekend laundry.
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Living on memories of a good weekend.
A weekend of family.


Tuesday morning the call.
An unexpected death.
Such a sweet older lady.
Tears. Sadness. Gray skies.
My wheels started spinning
and I got very little done.
Hard to think. shock.

Food prep.
Gladly feeding sad families.
Tired eyes speaking thanks.
Squeezing hands and giving hugs.

Seeing the casket rolled in.
Hearing a small voice cry,
“Grandmas here!”
Grandchildren crying.
Sons and daughters,
crying and laughing together.
Celebrating a life well lived.

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One child well, another one down.
Missing school days.
Homework. Headaches.
Stuffed noses. Grouchies.
Although the Mom was well,
the grouchies got to her too.

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Sister time.
Pajamas, the clothing of choice.
Anything warm.
Lots of “cuzzles” as Mr D says.
Tea. Cough drops. Movies. Books.

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Blankets. Pillows. Toys.
Piled high. Dropped everywhere.
Drink. Tissues.
Waste can overflowing.
Mom wants one too.
We will survive.
We will.
We are thankful in it all.


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Little one dances on the table top.
Wearing duck-taped gumboots,
a smile and her favorite monkey shirt.

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She seems to think it’s where she belongs.
She’s not sick and she’s quite happy about it.
So are we.


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We relive Thanksgiving memories
and especially thank God
for Grandmas and Grandpas.

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We call family and talk long.
We’re grateful for one more day.
One more day of unpredictable life.

Sunshine & Sickness

I need some Florida sunshine on this day.
Some warm FL sun.


The sun is shining here but it’s not warm enough and
I’ve been holding a sick baby since Wed night.
We went to the Dr today.
No answers.


She has been struggling with a fever
and it does not make her the most pleasant little person.
Nights are less the stellar.
So we hold her.
A lot.

My eye lids…
they just want to slide shut today.
What me think I could stay up until after midnight
even when I had a sick baby.
Oh yes, I remember, it was friends,
good friends that were staying with us for the weekend.
We enjoyed every minute.


Multiple thoughts ran through my mind this weekend.
A young couple loosing their first baby.
Such heart ache.
I was glad to hold my sick Little One.

The verse about God’s mercies new every morning…
I’m thankful.


Sitting at home on Sunday morning  made me thankful for church
for friends, for community.
We had a snowy Sunday, 2 Sundays in FL
and now a sick Sunday.
It feels like a long time since I’ve seen my people.
What do the people do with no one?

A quote I read:
“Lord, empty me of me so I can be filled with you!’


Tonight is…
holding baby
currently some deer hunting happening in the living room
cleaning basement
(this is suppose to be happening now)
((all I hear are loud noises))
the settling of squabbles
an early bedtime
(please come quickly)

2 kids. a doll. a stroller. and boots just flew past my window.
Is Spring actually coming?

Weary of Well Doing

After weeks of sickness, this Mother is weary of well doing.
I am weary of fever, coughing, crankiness and snot.
I am weary of being tired, one kid still up at midnight, another up at 5.
I am weary of reading blogs about loving, enjoying
and making the most of every moment.
Did I just write that?

I am weary of fighting the ‘guilty’ battle,
thinking that I’m not doing enough for my kids.
I am tired of feeling selfish.
Weary of trying to become that uncomplaining, loving-life mom.
Tired of fighting the feeling of not wanting one more little person to crawl on my lap,
of not wanting one more little body to ‘needneedneed’ me.
Pure selfishness you think, yes, I am right now.

I am weary of reading about being a health nut.
As I chew my Rice crispy candy, I don’t want to hear one more word
about all the wickedness that is in that goodness.
I want to make a pan of gooey bars and just eat them all without
caring if they stick to the extra 10lbs that are already hanging around.
And not care in the least if they are full of all evil.

Did I just admit all that?
What is wrong with me?
Why am I not thankful?

I wander around the house picking up after these small people.
I stick the cereal in the fridge and the milk in the pantry.
I stuff another piece of rice crispy candy in my mouth.
I sprayed down the shower hours ago.
It’s still waiting while I write blog posts in my mind, chewing my candy!
Why am I not cleaning that shower while the little one naps?
All the while, my mind is whirling amid the pirate noises from the living room.


What am I missing?
Where is my joy?
Why am I not loving all of this?
Why are all these thoughts assaulting me?

I think I am missing Jesus.
Other then that, I have no fancy answers
for all of this.

A thought niggles in the back of my mind,
is it possible to love your life,
but not necessarily enjoy every single aspect of it?
With Jesus you can find Joy in it,
but you don’t really have love it?
That would be me right now.
I have a wonderful life, no question,
but there are weeks that I don’t just lovelovelove it.

I’m gonna give Jesus a shot here today.
While I do that, I need to get the milk out of the pantry,
and then go scrub that shower.
Little One is awake already,
and she smiles sweetly when I walk in the room.
I can’t help but squeeze her, even tho I am oh so tired of being needed.
Maybe that squeeze was Jesus coming through.

Now in the name of honesty here,
if you have kids and you’ve never felt like this or have no idea what I’m talking about,
please refrain from commenting those particular thoughts
while I try and pull myself back together.