Sunday, March 30, 2008

Jamison's Top Ten

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Maddy has tagged Jamison, so here it goes...

1.) Jamison is the most snugly boy you will ever meet. He loves to cuddle and be squeezed. He has always been that way. Even as a baby he would let me sit and snuggle him forever. I love that about him. Sometimes out of the blue he will come up to me and give me a big hug and say,"Mama, I love you." What mother wouldn't love that.
2.) He is a little obsessive about things. Especially when it comes to movies/TV shows. He doesn't like to watch a bunch of different things. He knows what he likes and he sticks to it. Every few weeks it is a new obsession. At this moment in time all he wants to watch is the movie Chicken Run. When I ask him why he wants to watch it again he just says, "cuz it's funny Mom." Duh.
3.) Jamison is just like his Mom and Dad when it comes to food. His two favorite foods are the same as Randy and I. I love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and randy loves pizza. We know Jay is ours because he could eat those two things everyday and not get sick of them. We also know he is ours because of his love of donuts. Randy and I too share this quality.
4.) He is so smart. Not just with his reading and writing, but with everyday things. The kid is like an elephant. He never forgets. You tell him something before he goes to bed and the next morning he will remember and tell you all about it. The best part about it is he reminds me to do things all the time. Just an example of this, here are some of the things he has reminded me of: We forgot to clean my ears, We need to get milk at Walmart, Don't forget to go to the gas station, We need to say our prayers etc.
5.) He loves his cousin Abby. I think sometimes he thinks that she is his. He calls her his sweet little baby. He loves it when Abby chases him. ( Really it is Aunt Lacey holding Abby running around the house. It's a really good work out for her.) Sometimes he wants to be so close to her he practically sits on top of her. We always have to say scoot back, you're too close. But, no one can make Abby laugh like Jay can.
6.) Jay loves to dance and play his air guitar. He rarely misses an opportunity to dance or play guitar when any music is on. It doesn't matter where we are. At the store, car, home or park he is lost in his own little world of music. You can almost always catch him singing some little tune or humming. The boy has music in his blood.
7.) Jay has such a great sense of humor. He makes me laugh almost everyday. Maybe it's because he is so much like me that it cracks me up. Randy always says that he has my sense of humor, but I think it is just the fact that we both love to laugh at silly things and be crazy.
8.) He wants to be just like Randy when he grows up. I love this about him. He thinks his Dad is the coolest person. (Which he is.) Everything is a firetruck or hose. He loves to dress up for church on Sunday because that is when he can look like Randy the most. He will say, "We're the same. Same tie, same belt, same shirt. I am just like you Dad." It melts my heart.
9.) He loves the outdoors. He would live outside if it were possible. He always wants to be at the park or riding his bike or going for walks. He'll always say that he has to go outside because it is so fun. It makes it nice sometimes so I can get some yard work done while he plays. Like all boys he loves to dig in the dirt. He also love to help me sweep. Although, he usually ends up making it worse.
10.) He is very caring. He is always concerned about other people and what they are doing. Some days we go through a list of everybody he knows and he wants to know where they are and what they are doing. I have to get a little creative sometimes. If they are not at home or at work then usually he says they are in Albuquerque, New Mexico. ( My Dad and Cindy went on a trip their once and now he thinks that is where everyone goes.)
Jamison tags: Scabby!

A little Flashback....

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I can't believe Birdy has gotten so big. I saw this picture from last year and realized how much he has grown. He still LOVES to dye Easter eggs. He kept saying, "I am so good at this!" After we dyed all of the eggs he wanted to carry one around like it was his child. He said,"I love my little eggie baby." After he dropped two of them, and broke them, I thought that was enough and gave him a little Cadbury candy egg to carry around. He didn't think that was as cool and soon lost interest.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

The Good, the Bad and the Disgusting...

The Good:
We finally rented out our house! It happened in literally like a day. Some one came by to look at the house on Thursday and by Friday we signed the papers. We will be out of our house by April 15Th. It is so crazy how things work out, on the lord's time. I know it is because of thousands of prayers from everyone that this is even happening. I'm a little nervous about getting everything done but I am more excited to get on with our lives and be together with Randy again.

The Bad:
Even though I am so excited to finally be done with this all, I am SO sad. I have made such great friends here and I am going to miss my family so much. Up until this point I have tried to be numb to it all so I wouldn't be so sad. It is finally starting to sink in and I just can't help but be emotional all the time. It kinda feels like when you graduate high school. You know you are going to miss all of the people you see everyday and the good times, but you know that where you are going and what you are doing is right. I can't say to much more about it because it is too tender to my heart.

The Disgusting:
Friday night Jamison was in one of his "I wanna hold ya" moods. I couldn't get him to go to bed so I gave in and let him sleep with me. To my horror I wake up at 4:00 in the morning to him throwing up all over me. After we change clothes, sheets, pillows and what not, we go back to bed.(With a large bowl by his side.) He couldn't go back to sleep (because he was so worked up) so I turned on a movie for him and we laid in bed. Just as I fall back to sleep I hear a "MAMA!" I grab the bowl for round two. Then we go back to bed and at eight, round three. So, finally at about nine I get in the shower and leave the bowl right next to Jay and tell him," If you need to throw up, hold over the bowl and call for Mama." Just as I am putting the shampoo in my hair I hear,"Mama!!! Get out of the shower!!!!" So I jump out dripping wet, shampoo still in my hair, to help with the throw up. Well, to my disgust it wasn't throw up, but, was coming out the other end. So, I put him on the toilet and told him to stay there while I hopped back in the shower to rinse all the soap out of my hair. The next few hours were followed by several dry heaves. I still have no idea why he was throwing up. He may have caught a bug or something or food poisoning I don't know. Nothing is more sad then watching your kid puke his guts out and not being able to do anything. It was rough.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Back from the dead...

So, I am finally making it back to reality. As you know from the last post, I was pretty sick. Well, that was only the beginning. I had a relapse of fevers, headaches coughing and some sort of sinus infection. I finally convinced myself to go to the doctor ( Haven't been to a PCP since I have lived in Texas.) He gave me a list of about 5 different medications. I really liked him and he was super nice, with great staff and very clean exam room.( Working in the medical field I am very particular about doctor's offices.) Anyway, with two solid days of meds in me I am feeling a lot better. My Dad however, caught my "allergies" and now has bronchitis. So I am kinda rethinking the diagnosis of my Doctors visit. Ya think?

The worst part about it was that I had to completely miss Easter. I was on my death bed all day. Birdy went to my Dad and Cindy's house and had a blast. Like always he made out like a bandit, between all the grandparents. Luckily I got to partake in some leftovers or I would have been really depressed. So, I have pretty much been a zombie the last 10 days. I am so lucky to have my dad, Cindy, Lacey and Seth. With out them Jay would have had to fend for himself. Poor little guy. He doesn't really seem to grasp "Mama's sick, we can't play outside in the windy, pollen filled air!"

I don't think much else has happened in the last two weeks....or at least I can't remember. Isn't that sad?

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

The best worst weekend...

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As you can see Randy was able to come home for a few days. I picked him up on Sunday and as luck would have it became deathly ill. By the time we got home from the airport I had a fever of 102.5. This accompanied a tight feeling in my chest with wheezing and a blasting headache. This gave opportune time for me to go to bed and for Randy to bond with Jay. Welcome home hunny...good night. I honestly don't remember anything else from that day. By the next day the fever came down a little bit, but I was stuck with a hacking smokers cough. The day was not getting any easier when the rain came pouring down. As the song goes..."The rain came down...and the floods came up!" Our backyard was starting to look like the community swimming hole. So, we planned on another few days inside. On Tuesday we bought the movie Enchanted, watched it, and had a get together with my Dad, Cindy, Lacey and Seth for some Taste of Asia....yum. This morning, as the sun brightly shined and I feeling a little more chipper, dropped Rans off at the airport. It made my heart hurt. I thought I was being so strong being away from him for so long, but I realized very quickly with him coming back how much I need him. Not just for doing the manly things like taking out the trash(even though that is nice) but, as a friend and companion. As cliche as it sounds. Randy "completes me." I said it out loud people...from the girl with the heart as black as night. I remember how I am when I am around him and that it is a better me. I like that me. I can't wait to be that me again...hopefully soon.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

You know what I'm talkin about...

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If you are from Texas or ever been there, you must know about the deadly fire ants. This is an actual picture and true testimony of one of the victums(me...obviously.) No names have been changed in order to show you the severity of the situation.

It was just an ordinary day, unlike any other. I decided that I would do a little gardening since the weather was so beautiful. My yard is pointless to garden because all I have are grass looking weed things. It is too hard to pull it blade by blade so I sprayed a little "round up" and I was done. So, I headed to Lacey's yard. After several minutes I managed to grab a prickly weed and slice the top of my finger. Lacey then joined me (Probably thinking I was too incompetent to do it on my own.)When suddenly her shoe slipped off and she stepped into what we think was a pile of poop. (For days I kept telling her that her front porch smelled like poopie....I was right!) We think it is a random neighborhood cat frequenting her lawn. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse I scream out in pain. Now, if any of you have felt this you know what I am talking about. FIRE ANTS!!!!Somehow they had crawled up my glove, down my arms and all over my feet at the same time. The true reason they call them fire ants is because when they are attacking you, you run around like you are on fire...or at least I did. Luckily I had Lacey there to rip the gloves off of me, otherwise it could have been fatal. This picture just shows one of the bites on my arm. I will shelter you from a picture of my feet. Needless to say it was enough to quit for the day and lather myself with hydrocortazone cream. It will take hours maybe days before I will ever recover from this traumatic event.

More beautiful flowers

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Here are some beautiful flowers that Heather was nice enough to bring me(along with some cookie dough). It was totally unexpected and brightened my day. I feel so lucky to have some pretty awesome women in my life.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

What the weather?

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As most of you know it snowed pretty good here in Texas. Here is a before an after picture for you. Wednesday at the park and Thursday in the snow. Crazy. Jamison loved it!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Snow, Digi and Being a Mom

Snow:
Today was a scary day for me. I got a little taste what Utah is going to be like. We randomly had about 3 inches of snow. Funny, because yesterday we were at the park hanging out, saying how nice it was. Then today BAMB! So I did what I do best when it's cold...bake. I made some home made Cinnamon rolls. About four full trays. I know what you are thinking...oh no she didn't. But, yes, I did and it was wonderful!

Digi:
So for those of you who aren't cool enough to know the lingo( I wasn't up until a few days ago) Digi means Digital scrapbooking. It is something I am so excited about. You can use photo shop to do it. I uploaded the free trail and my computer pretty much had a melt down. So, if you do it, I recommend not using a computer from 1904. So now I just be my creative self over at Lacey's house. I seriously think everybody should learn to do it because they would LOVE it.

Being a Mom:
Now let me just ramble for a minute. I was thinking about being a Mom and all of the responsibilities of Motherhood. As I thought more and more I felt a little sick to my stomach. Mainly because I was thinking of all the things that children learn from their Mothers(and Dads too of coarse): eat, walk, talk, manors, discipline, life's hard lessons, spirituality, knowledge, choices, integrity, honesty, service, faith etc. etc. etc. It just seems so overwhelming at times. Jamison looks at me to teach and lead and be the very best example, all the time. Also I hate the feeling of having to be super Mom. I know it happens. I see mothers all the time doing it. They are cleaning and doing laundry and running to soccer/piano/karate/whatever lessons while cooking a 10 course meal for their families. While I am like...exhausted. Just to be clear, I love Jamison and love being a stay at home Mom. I wouldn't change that for anything, honestly. But, sometimes it is so pull your hair out hard and overwhelming. I just keep thinking, their is no way I am going to be able to teach him everything he needs to know to be OK in the world. It scares me to death. Even more so it scares me that he might not make the right decisions in life. That just has to be devastating and heart breaking to Mothers. How can being a Mother be so fulfilling and rewarding and so scary at the same time? Do these feelings get worse the more kids you have? I sure hope not. I'm already feeling the pressure of major responsibility. I just keep praying everyday that I am doing enough and that's what keeps me going.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Some pictures

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These are a few pics of Birdy and me. I put them mostly on here so Randy can remember what we look like.

Flowers

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These are some beautiful flowers Annette Stout gave me when I was released from young women's (at church.) They were too pretty not to share. They smelled even better.