Sunday, March 28, 2010
Take a minute and be grateful
My son loves being held and smiles constantly if he is in someones arms so why not hold him more often? I know he needs to be on the floor to learn to roll and crawl and eventually walk ("cringe!") but my son needs love.
And then there is that sassy pants little lady in the house. I have read more books to her in the past week than I can even count. We just sit and read, sit and play dress ups, sit and talk and it is lovely! She understands so much and has become such a huge helper in this house. Hitting is her new thing and yet, I feel like we kind of nipped it in the butt by trying time out (because really, spanking her is not going to teach her not to hit). What a life saver! If she hits someone, she KNOWS to go in time out and we sit and talk about what she did, she gets up and says sorry to the person and all is forgotten. If ever I felt like a good parent, it has been when she knows the routine and it has slowly worked and her hitting problem is dwindling. I feel like supermom! And rightfully so because we dont butt heads as often (because trust me, I am bound to butt heads with this girl. We are just too darn alike!).
I guess my point is that most people who read this blog are not at poverty level and we need to take the time to be grateful for the things we have and stop worrying about the things we dont have. Often times we get caught up in who has more, who's kid is smarter, etc but what is most important is that we have our families. Some people dont even have that.
And that's how Suze sees it.
Monday, March 22, 2010
My Boys
Friday, March 12, 2010
Taken for granted
These last chickadees, I will admit, I take for granted less than the other two. I don't have the luxury of being with them full time yet and I know a couple of people who have lost a child. But don't get me wrong, there are still times. There are times I just want to relax and blog while they are awake but I try and remember that they are so precious and they need my attention. I love Petey's quirky smile in that last picture. That is 100% my girl! She is spunky and sweet. And Spidey, oh my loving boy. I can never get enough of these kids. I also want to stress on the other end of things how much I am grateful that I can easily (too easily?) get pregnant and have these wonderful children. I know women who cannot get pregnant and this is something I have taken for granted. I can complain all day that my kids were born via c-sectiong but in the end, I am so completely lucky to have had them through my own body (which goes back to being grateful for my body). So for my third thought of the day, "My kids may sometimes be hard to raise but I am lucky to have had them and am lucky they are alive and well."
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Check it out!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Baby Fabric Rings
Ok, start with different strips, 2 1/2 in by 8 1/2 in. You can do as many strips as you want. I made 6, messed up 1, so my end result was 5. =D
Fold each strip in half, right sides together, and sew along the outer edge.
I have NO idea why it posted the same pictures twice and it wont let me delete them so...in case you missed the pictures above :)
Now on this last part, I busted my mom's sewing machine by trying to feed the rings through and sew them together so after ruining one ring, I decided my best friend (the hot glue gun) was my next best option. I folded the open end of the ring in about a 1/4 in, applied the glue all around the inside of the ring, and the shoved the sewn side in and pressed down hard so the glue would hold everything together.
Ta-da! Baby rings for my drooling boy. What's lovely is that you can pop 'em in the washer! Dont put them in the dryer if you end up using the hot glue like I did...itll melt and the whole thing will come apart.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
True Compassion
Today, my husband had to leave halfway through church to head off to work. I am grateful he could help me with the kids before we sent Petey to her class. When church was over, I gathered my bags and children and headed out the door to the car. As the door opened, I was so upset to find that it was not raining, but pouring and our car was in the second row of the parking lot. Many people were huddled right outside the door, waiting for someone in their family to drive the car up to the curb but I had no one. I got worried that Petey would slip and fall since I couldnt hold her hand out to the car or that someone might hit her in all the chaos. As I started to worry, an older gentleman leaned to me and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with? Can I drive your car up to the curb, stay with your children, or at least help you get them to the car?" I thanked him so much and told him I was worried that my daughter would slip so if he would like to carry her to the car, I would really appreciate it. He walked with me out to my car and put her in her carseat while I buckled Spidey up in his and then walked back to see if others needed help. This is the kind of person I want to be. Selfless, helpful, always striving to serve others. I know that it sounds ridiculous that rain made us have a chaotic afternoon (especially if you live anywhere besides Arizona) but it was just the thought that someone put us before himself, was willing to get soaking wet and help me out to my car. I will forever be grateful to him and grateful to belong to this wonderful church ( go here to learn more about my church and what I believe). There ae many times we have had a harder time fitting in and feeling cared about in our "new" ward (ok, we have been here for almost 2 years now). Our first ward right after we got married had some of my husband's family in it so it made it easier to adjust and feel welcome. Our new ward has been harder but I have come to a point where I know more people in my ward and feel comfortable there. I also got released from my calling this week (teaching the 9 yr old class) and feel that maybe things will be easier now that I will be around adults for a change.
I hope that things continue to get better and I know that it has to do with me also and how hard I work at it.
And that's how Suze sees it.