Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Sweet Moments

Lately I've been feeling about a split-second from a meltdown.  I went from a week of no sleep due to Norah going through a growth spurt, followed by a week of no sleep due to both girls being up all night with colds and coughs.  I should mention that I am a person that requires no less than seven hours of sleep at night to function the next day and no less than nine hours of sleep to not just function but feel good doing it.  Needless to say, I haven't been in the best of moods.  I've been exhausted, grumpy, and feeling somewhat like a zombie.  I've even found myself wondering why in the world I ever wanted children!  But God has a wonderful way of reminding me why having children can be such a joy and blessing.

The other morning I was having one of those "just trying to survive" mornings.  Norah was down for a nap and Grace was watching a movie, so I decided to take a quick shower.  Go figure, the second I got out of the shower Norah started screaming from her crib.  Grace came running to inform me that "Norah's cryin' mommy!' I though- Great! I don't even have clothes on or my hair done.  Then, Grace told me "I'm going to go read Norah a story."  So I said, "ok."   Several minutes later I realized that Norah wasn't crying anymore.  I went into her room and this is what I found:



Grace was "reading" away and Norah was absolutely enthralled with her big sister!

What a sweet moment this was for me as a mommy!  Not only did I get a few moments of peace and quiet (and time to put my clothes on), but I found my two girls ENJOYING each other!  It brought a huge smile to my face.  It also reminded me that, although some days are hard (especially at this stage), children are a gift from God and should be cherished.  I'm so thankful for moments like this when I see a glimpse of His glory through my kids!




Thursday, January 19, 2012

Vick's VapoRub: My New Friend

It's been a rough week out our house.  Really rough.  It all started when Grace came down with a cold on Sunday.  Her nose started running, and I was hopeful that would be it.  But then the infamous cough came.  I woke up to incessant loud coughing coming from her room around 2 a.m. Monday morning.  The only way I could get her to stop coughing was to sit with her in the recliner downstairs, which she thought was really fun but meant no sleeping for her...or me.  Then, this entire scene repeated itself Monday night.  I knew I couldn't survive another night like that, so I started researching what to do for a cough for a 2-year-old.  Unfortunately, pretty much all cough medicine is not recommended for kids under 6.  The only other remedy I read about was to put Vick's VapoRub on the soles of your child's feet.  This supposedly works wonders for coughs and congestion.  Yeah, right, I thought.  Sounds like an old wives' tale to me.  But, when Grace woke up Tuesday night hacking up a storm after only an hour and a half of being asleep, I raced to Kroger at 9:45 p.m. (only 15 minutes to closing time) in my pajamas and bought some Vick's VapoRub.  I hurried home and opened it up.  I felt rather ridiculous slathering it on her feet, but I did and then put socks on and tucked her back in.  She slept until 9:45 the next morning...no coughing!!  I will now sing the praises of Vick's VapoRub.  If you have a toddler with a cough or cold, try it, and hopefully you'll be as amazed as I was!  I will say, I used it on her feet again last night and she was up at 5:00 a.m. coughing, but that's still much better than being up at midnight (and 2 a.m. and 4 a.m....). 

Now, I have a 3 month old who is really congested.  We've been running a cool mist humidifier, but unfortunately, it really isn't helping, and Vick's isn't recommended for a child under one.  So, if anyone out there knows of a good remedy for an infant cold, please share!  Just when I get one child under control, the other one keeps me up all night.  Here's to hoping we get rid of the sickness in our house soon and Momma can get more than 4 hours of sleep a night!

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Play-Doh Veggie Style

Having a new baby in the house has not exactly been the easiest adjustment for Grace.  She was definitely used to being the center of attention and having someone available to play with her all the time.  Now, I feel like all I do is tell her, "I can't play now. I have to feed Norah." or "In a few minutes, I need to rock Norah." or "Mommy has to wash the dishes and then put Norah down for a nap...maybe later."  So, I've been trying to make sure that when Norah is sleeping I make time to play with Grace, just the two of us.  I'll admit, my first inclination once Norah goes down for a nap is to frantically start cleaning any one of the rooms in the house that hasn't been cleaned in weeks or to tackle one of the many loads of laundry.  But, instead I'm trying to consciously make an effort to take special time for Grace.  As my husband tells me, "The cleaning will always be there."

So today, while Norah napped, Grace and I had Play-Doh time, and Mommy decided it would be fun to make Grace's favorite Veggie Tales characters.  These were the result:


 Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber

 Junior Asparagus
Pa Grape
Mr. Lunt


I think my watching the sculptors on Cake Boss and The Next Great Baker has helped, don't you?  Give me some gum paste or cereal treats and I could have a new job :)


Monday, January 9, 2012

The Infamous Budget

My husband and I are both what you would call "fiscally responsible" adults.  I, in fact, grew up as a rather fiscally responsible youngster.  I would always save up my allowance to get something I really wanted instead of spending it the first chance I had.  When I was older, I spent my summers working to save money for college rather than having fun but having to pay off student loans later.  When we got married we moved into an apartment that left much to be desired, but with a monthly rent of less than $500, we were able to save up for a down payment on a house and moved into one less than 2 years after our wedding.  We never use credit cards, except for cash back on gas,  and even that we pay off every month.  I've often prided myself on managing money better than many young adults in this day and age.


That being said, I've never really lived by a monetary budget.  We are not rolling in dough, mind you, but I've always relied on my (and my husband's) own good sense to make wise choices about where to spend money.  God has blessed us richly, but we are starting to realize that, as our family grows and I am no longer working, we need to be more conscious of where our money is going.  Thankfully, other than our mortgage, we are 100% debt-free: Praise the Lord!  But, this is the first year that we have had 2 children and that I am not bringing in any type of income.  And, with several large purchases looming on the horizons my husband decided, and I agreed, that we needed to make a spending budget for the year.  So, here we go...a new year and a new budget. 

I've realized that some things are going to need to change for me.  For instance, I am by no means a shopaholic, but I do enjoy buying new things occasionally.  But now, when I see a cute shirt at Target (which is probably my favorite store of all time and where I do most of my "guilty pleasure" spending) on sale, instead of just splurging I need to ask- is this in the budget?- and if not, I need to say no.  Another thing the comes along with seeing the numbers layed out in a budget is worry.  I'm prone to worry by nature, and I suddenly find myself thinking:  how in the world are we going to afford a new roof?- we were told a couple of years ago that our current one only had 3-5 years left.  And how are we ever going to save enough to buy a new, bigger (and thus more expensive) vehicle?  And what about the paver patio we wanted to replace our falling apart deck?  or the ceiling fan we wanted to keep our bedroom from being positively stifling in the summer? 

As overwhelming as this can all seem, it also provides me with a new opportunity to trust the Lord.  He never promised to give us everything we want (ok, the paver patio and ceiling fan and even the larger vehicle can wait), but he does promise to provide for our needs.  And in doing so, this new budget also provides a way of teaching me some self-discipline.  And who doesn't need that, right?  I am also reminded that my not working, which drastically cuts our income, is a choice I made.  I CHOSE to stay home and raise our girls instead of going to work, and I believe it is what God wants for our family.  I am incredibly thankful that God has put us in a situation (and my husband in a job) that allows me to do that!  So, here we go...a year on a budget.  We'll see how it goes and how I do!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

T.G.I.T.

Thank God it's Thursday!  That's typically how I feel this day of the week.  I also like to call Thursdays my "sanity saving day".  While most people use this phrase in regards to Friday (don't get me wrong, I also look forward to Fridays with great excitement...the hubby is home for the weekend, we spend more time together, and I usually get more sleep), I often feel like Friday is just one day too far away. Thursdays, however, hold an excitement all their own. 

 First of all, every other Thursday I attend a MOPS group at church.  For those moms out there who have never tried it, I HIGHLY recommend it!  For 2 hours I get to sit with other adult women and have real conversations without a 2-year old vying for my attention (granted, I currently have a 3-month old on my lap, but she's usually a little less demanding).  On top of just getting some time to socialize, we also get to eat yummy breakfast food, drink coffee, and discuss mothering topics that we all deal with.  And, I GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!  Yippee!  That can be a task, in and of itself, with a baby and a toddler, and I'm often (ok, pretty much always) running late.  But,  because all of us moms are in the same boat, I can usually be assured that I won't be the last one there, or even if I am, no one will think less of me :)

The second reason Thursdays are great is a little tradition we call "Thursday night with the Coles."  When we first moved to Columbus, we lived in a little ghetto apartment and had zero friends.  Then we met Justin and Michelle Cole at church and invited them over for dinner.  They came over on what happened to be a Thursday night, and a tradition was formed.  Now, 6 years and 4 kids later (2 for them, 2 for us), we still get together every Thursday night.  We alternate houses and cooking, and we eat and chat and have fun! 

So, when my week starts dragging on and I feel like I haven't gotten out of sweats or worn makeup in days, I realize I only have to get to Thursday and I'll be ok!  Speaking of which, I'm cooking tonight, so I gotta run...

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Joining the Ranks

I've thought about joining the ranks of the millions of bloggers out there for quite a while now.  Quite honestly, though, I never thought anyone would read my blogs...and probably not many will.  But, for my own sanity, I thought it an endeavor worth undertaking.  As many moms would probably agree, sometimes you just need to take a break, take a breath, sit down, and if necessary, vent (or simply share some grown-up thoughts).   Since I am currently experiencing my normal after-the-holidays, middle-of-winter slump, it seems like the ideal time to try something new.  So, Hello, blogging world!  I'm here!