Last weekend, my poor baby girl got locked in the van. We were on my way to my sister in law’s bridal shower at a park. My mother in law was riding with us, and we had the van loaded with decorations and food for the shower. K was just starting a cold…when she gets a cold, she gets very phlegmy and often wakes herself up coughing and then “throws up” the phlegm. She fell asleep on the way to the shower, and woke up just before we got there. She coughed and did throw up, so she was already very upset.
When we got to the shower, I got out immediately, and rushed to her door to get her out to comfort her and clean her up. In the process, I put my key fob in the camera bag in between the two front seats. Somehow, the van got locked, and I had no idea. When I got to K’s door, and realized it was locked, I looked into the passenger door and saw that both that door, and the driver’s door were locked. I knew I couldn’t get in, so I yelled and had someone call 911. Thankfully, we were parked in the shade, and it wasn’t THAT hot. Otherwise, I would’ve busted out a window to get her out.
Once she realized what had happened, K started sobbing. I was ok until I saw her so upset, knowing that I couldn’t do anything for her…I felt so helpless! Everytime someone came to look in the window at her, she’d get more upset and look away, covering her face. I finally got everyone else to back away and got her calmed down a little.
Posted 09-26-2012 at 11:25 AM by Krista
You know, I have come to realize that most of us have one of the best teachers concerning our spouse right in front of us, and it is a sadly under-used resource. The answer is quite simple: your Mother-in-Law. Now, before you begin protesting, here me out. Our husbands are deeply affected by their mothers, the first “important” woman in their lives, for good and ill. And we can each make our marriage better by utilizing this information.
For good or ill, your husband was shaped by his mother’s care. Sadly, in my own marriage I have been ignorant of this very fact and have gone on to duplicate a lot of the behaviors that my husband has come to despise. An example I can offer would be nagging. I hate myself for doing it, even as I am listening to myself complain I know I am being slightly shrew-like. My mother in law has never dropped this practice, and constantly nags both my father in law and husband. I should follow the example she’s set and improve my marriage by not doing it. It is one of J’s most hated traits.
My son Alex is a very rough and tumble boy and he is going through the stage that anything for girls is gross. He has two favorite colors, he loves purple and blue. He came home after Sunday school one day and told me he had to pick a new favorite color. I was a little confused about this statement so I asked him why, he told me a little boy in his class told him he could not like purple because purple was just for girls. He was upset because he really liked purple but if it was just for girls then he did want it to be his favorite anymore. Of course I told him he could like any color he wanted but he was still upset because the other kid made fun of him for liking a girl color.
So, that night I showed him a lot of other boys I know like the color purple, that there is nothing wrong with boys liking purple and that some boys even like pink a lot. After showing him pictures of a friend of mine that he likes a lot wearing a pink polo he decided it was okay after all to like purple still. He got down off my lap and told me he was happy that colors are for everyone, he did not want to have to stop liking purple. I told him if the boy ever told him that again he was just to tell him that colors are for everyone and that boys and girls can like whatever colors they want.
I am SO sick of clutter! I feel like my house always has stacks of “stuff” everywhere. I know that part of the problem is that our house is too small, but the other part is that we (ok, I) have too many hobbies. Between the sewing, the screenprinting, the photography, and the other random “Hey! I can do that,” (thank you Pinterest) there are just too many supplies. If I were rich, I’d get rid of it and buy new each time. But, alas, I have yet to win the lottery.
Our house is 1200 square feet; we only have 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. Although both bedrooms have decent sized closets, there’s next to no storage in the house. Right now, our laundry room doubles as fabric/craft storage, but it drives me nuts because it looks so crowded! I have off season clothes under our bed, and the kids’ in totes in their closet. The crib was taken apart and is stored under the kids bed, and both closets have random stuff that we can’t get rid of as well as our in season clothes.
Every so often I get in a “can’t stand it anymore” mood and go through and try to organize everything at once. Usually it ends in burnout and I’m right back to where I started. I feel like I’ve gone through the kids’ toys and paired them down a thousand times now, and they keep
We’ve been friends since we were 5, so we’re going on 25 years of friendship. We had a falling out a few years ago when she got married. She was treating me horribly, including not even inviting me to her bachelorette party, even though I was in town (4 hours from home), and was her matron of honor. I was incredibly hurt that we’d been friends for so long and I had put so much money into being in the wedding and she treated me like crap in return.
We reconnected last summer, when my mom was sick. We talked here and there, and kind of got the ball rolling towards being close again. When my mom died in October, I was grateful that she drove my cousin the 4 hours to the funeral, and helped him bring the casket spray. I was REALLY grateful that in my time of need she was there for me. Neither of us talked about how long it had been since we’d been together, or what had happened in the past.
When we finally did talk about the past, it was a few months later. We hung out together in the hot tub, drinking our slushies, and put everything on the table so to speak. We talked about how each of us felt, why we were hurt and upset with each other, and what we should have done differently. There was a lot of confusion about things, like she didn’t think I wanted to help with her shower, when in actuality, one of the other bridesmaids had taken over and taken away all of my jobs only to tell me that I could “write her a check” for
This year seems to be just flying by and Christmas is going to be here before we know it. I am the type of person that likes having all my shopping done way ahead of time and this year it is just not happening. I usually start my shopping in June, six months before Christmas and I am usually done before Thanksgiving. This year I have only bought a few things and I know I am going to be cutting it super close.
My husband started a new job in February and the company he is working for gives a Christmas bonus, we are thrilled since this will be the first place he has worked that does this. The thing is, they give it two weeks before Christmas and he wants to do the bulk of our shopping from that bonus. For the first time since I have been buying Christmas gifts for people I will be a last minute shopper. It honestly is stressing me out a little bit.
The other problem I am running into is that I have no idea what I am buying my two youngest children. Including ourselves and our kids we have a total of eighteen people we buy for, I know it sounds like a lot but I am one heck of a bargain shopper so I never spend that much. We also have a gift system for the kids, we buy them something you want, something you need, something to play and something to read. Then they also get a bigger gift from
Sometimes he picks his nose, and sometimes he spends an hour in the bathroom to get some peace and quiet, but he’s an awesome husband and a great dada. His feet stink after work, and he snores sometimes, but all of his positive attributes outweigh those few negatives.
So many women bash their husbands on a regular basis, complaining of all he does wrong without ever stopping to think what he does right. I’m not claiming I’m wonder wife (far from it!) but I do appreciate all that the hubs does for us.
DH is a hard worker. He provides for our family so that I can stay home with our kids. Sometimes he works 50 and 60 hours a week, leaving home before we get up and coming home after the kids are already in bed. He’s committed to doing whatever it takes to provide for our family.
Hold onto your hats, ladies…this one is going to make you jealous. The hubs NEVER asks what I spent on anything. Not where the money went, not where all those newborn diapers came from for a baby we’re not even TTC yet, and most certainly never a “you spent how much?!” Most of the time, he just grins.
DS started kindergarten this year. He previously had 2 years of preschool, and it was great for him! Last year, right after he turned 5, we had the option of sending him to kindergarten or putting him in preschool for another year. It was a tough decision, but am I ever glad I made the choice to send him another year!
My dad was pushing for us to go ahead and send him. My argument was that I just didn’t think he was ready. Heck, still halfway through preschool there were mornings that he would cry that he didn’t want to school. I’d have to pry him off my leg, and rush away so he didn’t see my own tears. I knew in my heart he wasn’t ready, and he told me he didn’t want to go to the big school yet. When I mentioned this to my dad, he said, “all that’s gonna do is give him another year to not want to go.”
Posted 09-24-2012 at 10:28 AM by Krista
It’s funny how strangely empty I feel lately. And by empty, I am referring to my womb. If I had not experienced a miscarriage in December last year, I would be due with child number three tomorrow. Actually, I probably would have already have had him. There are days when I have been able to forget that I was supposed to be a mother to a newborn, but I have been surprised by how hard it has been for me to have the due date draws near.
I wonder what he would have looked like: and could I have been wrong? What if I was carrying a girl after all? What kind of mixture of my two would she have been?
My husband and I have not been on birth control for almost four months now, but I have not gotten pregnant. I know it is a bad time. Money could be better—couldn’t it always?—and we have things within our relationship that we need to work on, but at the same time part of me felt I wouldn’t mourn the loss of the life I might have shared in this new child if I were pregnant again. My body seems to ache with the loss, and I crave pregnancy in a way that I never before. I want to feel the baby kicking inside me. I wouldn’t mind morning sickness, or hemorrhoids, or any of the other not-so-pleasant symptoms that go with it if I knew I was carrying a child.
We are a home schooling family and this is the first year that our oldest had to be officially signed up for school. We are still trying to get into the swing of things around here. We have been doing work with our two oldest for awhile now but nothing was ever official. We would just do some workbook work and then I would let them get on abcmouse.com for awhile each day. Now that he is officially in school we are trying to get things pinned down a little more when it comes to the amount of work and timing. I do not want to have a set schedule, part of the reason I am home schooling is because I want to have a flexible schedule when it comes school.
We do not want to have set times for classes but we have told him that he is expected to have his school work done before daddy gets home from work and that there will be no video games until his work is done. He is doing really well with the rules so far and is pretty excited about school.