Seeing the Everyday

So…. I’ve never actually seen a real copy of the magazine Seeing the Everyday … but I am in love already. I had a stinky attitude today feeling discouraged about my abilities in the home… so these cheered my heart and reminded me that it’s about relationships and loving & teaching these littles. So – tomorrow I better mend a few relationships since I was the oober-grouch mom/wife. Sigh… I might learn sometime. I do love that I can recommit to doing better tomorrow. That seems to be the story every night of my life.

Purpose #1:

Purpose #2:
(sooo… I had to look up what PROSAIC meant in this context. It simply means “Everyday, ordinary”. Perfect!)

This one I recreated as an 8×10 since I NEED to hang it in my home… perhaps the bathroom mirror.

dysfunctional brain

seriously…
is it being pregnant?…
being a tired mother of 4 little ones?…
getting old?…
or just being heather?…
but… my brain has stopped working.
really.

Situation 1: I got a reminder this morning about activity days for Hannah at 4:30. What was I doing at 4:30?… oh – I was with 4 littles at the library returning books that were due. It completely left my mind that Hannah had an activity. sigh… poor her to miss it. Though I was proud of her because when we realized, she acknowledged that she should have put it on her calendar. But alas… I don’t expect an 8-year-old to remember everything.

Situation 2: I specifically drove the long-haul to a grocery store that carried a specific item I needed that is hard to find elsewhere. So what happens once I get to the store… I wander around with 2 littles wondering what in the world I was doing there. I couldn’t remember what item I had gone to buy. You’d think a list would help, but I figured I wouldn’t forget 1 item.

sigh…

Dear Brain…
Please return so I can keep order in our life. In the mean time, I better start writing things down and setting alarms for myself.
Heather

JOY in tulips … inside and out

A beautiful delight this week has been the sight of the colorful tulips in the front yard.  I think I’ve taken photos of them every day since they started blooming because I just love them.  What bright fun colors to cheer our yard.  I love them in full sun when they are wide open… and when they close up at night (to stay warm??). They started looking a little too warm (shriveled tulips = no bueno!) so Max even helped me water them. A nice drink of water did them good.

I had to work extensively with Tru to not hit the blooms… but to smell with his nose.  He loved watching the tulips boing! when he touched them.  Fortunately he learned pretty quickly.  This year the tulips produced a few extra flowers so we had just over 50.  I loved Abe’s Discovery Journal entry for school about our “tolips”.  So cute.

Another floral delight this week was receiving tulips in the mail from Jimmy and the kids for Mother’s Day. Oh JOY!… I don’t know if I’ve gotten flowers in the mail very often. What a fun treat! The tulips were a little gloomy until they felt at home with our family. They perked up the next day and have been such a beautiful addition to our dining room table. (I think even Tru hasn’t dared hit them too much).

indeed … it’s a dangerous job

Now I know I’ve never been extremely graceful. Perhaps I’m a little clumsy… especially when pregnant. But today I was like a walking disaster.

My zany back is freaking out with this pregnancy. I couldn’t sit or stand this morning for 5 minutes without pain that took my breath away. It’s been killin’ me for days. Ouch man! I hope the chiropractor can fix it… permanently.

Then, as I walked down the stairs I stepped on a small cup that Truman left … man was it a sharp one. I completely biffed it on my behind while landing on bent toes. My toe is black-n-blue. Did I break it? sigh…

Then, I ate Frosted Mini Wheats for breakfast. Seriously – I completely choked. I nearly lost it all and died (kidding on the death part). Even Tru asked if I was “ok?” What’s up man?

Luckily, after 9 a.m., I was a little safer. I didn’t even slice myself when cutting watermelon with the gynormous knife.

I was whining to Abe about all my clumsy woes. He said, “Sounds like you had a hard day.” Then at supper he prayed that tomorrow would be a better day for mom. Nice!

I was thinking about how many times a day I get hurt in my job as mother. Between Truman hitting or pinching (someday he’ll learn to be soft!)… Truman ramming his car into my ankles over and over… Max elbowing me when we’re reading… Toddlers pouncing on that baby inside… Not to mention all that kicking going on inside… Motherhood – it’s a dangerous job. Good thing I love these tots.

the lone tulip

It seems my tulips might be the last in the neighborhood to bloom. I’m not sure why. I’m hoping mine survived the hard freeze we had the other night. But alas… today one lone tulip barely opened up to see the sunshine. There was JOY exclaimed by all in the house. I can’t wait for the others to show themselves.

Isn’t Spring nice?
I wish it would come to Utah.
I think we’re going to have winter until summer hits.
What do I love about Spring? –
RENEWAL…
REMINDER OF NEW LIFE…
FRESH STARTS…
JOY IN THE RESURRECTION…
SUNSHINE…
BIRDS CHIRPING…
BABY DUCKS SWIMMING IN A ROW BETWEEN MUM AND DADDY DUCK…
MOVEMENT (I do much better at walking/exercising outdoors in nature)…
FRESH FRUIT & VEGGIES…

Spring is good.

Finding my calm

I just saw this quote scratched on an envelope in my purse… from when we visited the Carl Bloch exhibit at BYU. I like the idea he shared – so simple. I’ve been trying super-dee-duper hard to keep my calm in the chaos of the evening hours. Blow up I do… sometimes. Keep calm… and carry on… is my goal. This is a good reminder that when I rely on the strength of the Lord, He will help still my soul… and keep it calm… even amidst the storm of getting dinner on and putting 4 tots in bed.

Hummmmm…
focus…
calm…
hummmmm…
still…
love…
quiet inside…
i am a tree…
strong and firm…
resolute and still…
hummmmm…

(like my zen-yoga-thoughts? ha-ha.)

Today…

Outside my window… “And the Rain, Rain, Rain came down, down, down”… and watered my tulips and made the world green. Rejoice!

I am wondering… why Tru fussed and whined and whimpered or screamed all morning. Poor tot.

I am thankful for… a patient and forgiving husband.

From the learning rooms… This mama is learning how to be a better mama. Hannah is learning the consequences of telling lies and the JOY in telling the truth. Abraham is learning to control his temper. Max is learning to say, “May I please…”. Truman is learning that throwing tantrums doesn’t get you what you want. Jimmy is learning that it takes a lot of time and effort to publish a book.

From the kitchen… is there anything tastier than homemade oreos with a tall glass of milk?  Maybe homemade wheat rolls with jam… I ought to make that for supper!  By the way,  dinner, dinner… what’s for dinner?

I am wearing… Light pink shirt with a comfy gray sweater… maternity jeans (sorry but my normal jeans aren’t quite workin’ these days)… knee-high pink striped boot socks.

I am creating… a new Teachings of Jesus Christ Quiet book. Love making those… such inspiring messages and images.

I am going… to work on Happy Mother = Happy Home Challenge by Jen.

I am reading… Still trying to sneak in bits of conference messages and the Ensign.  No books going on right now.

I am hoping… for a girlie babe. That’s the truth. But more important than girl/boy… I’m hoping for a healthy baby, healthy delivery, healthy mom. And if it’s a boy… I’ll love, love, love him just as I do my 3 other energetic male babies. After all… Heavenly Father needs lots of stalwart boys to fight for the right.  (but doesn’t He need a few sweet gals around to marry those boys!?)

I am hearing… nada. It’s quiet time around here. sigh…

Around the house… lots to do… as always.

One of my favorite things… laughing together as a family.

A few plans for the week: focus on the meaning of Easter with the tots. Trash some piles of papers. Ultrasound tomorrow!!!

A quote I like:When I read this quote, I realized that as a mother, I really, really, REALLY need to work on being meek… to help “establish peace in our home.”

A picture I love:August 2005. We had just moved to Tennessee and lived in a small apartment. Miss Hannah, age 2 1/2, was planting some gerbera daisies… one of my favorite flowers.

Monday… Monday…

Outside my window… tulips coming up well. Morning light, blue skies, white clouds, snow on the mountains, spring buds on the trees. Big red dump truck just drove by and Tru had to peek out the window. (later… blowing, freezing snow)

I am thinking… about fresh fruits and veggies. We’re trying Bountiful Baskets this week to see how it goes.

I am thankful for… a living prophet… and upcoming General Conference messages this weekend.

From the learning rooms… food storage and emergency prep. I feel like I’m ever learning about how to organize and stock up on everything. Max is learning how to obey (the hard way!). Will he ever learn?

From the kitchen… I want to learn to enjoy the taste of whole wheat homemade bread. Practice, practice, practice those recipes…. make them tasty!

I am wearing… pjs at 9 in the morn.

I am creating… stuff to post on SFD. Nothing fancy-schmancy. But good… and free!

I am going… to make potato soup and bread bowls for dinner. Hope they turn out on this rainy, snowy day.

I am reading… General Conference talks every few nights. Love them!

I am hoping… all is well with our wee little baby growing inside.

I am hearing… Super Why. Tru breathing loudly on my lap.

Around the house… we live. Yes… definitely signs of life all over the place.

One of my favorite things… Red Grapefruit! LOVE IT!

A few plans for the week: scrub my bathroom pronto! Keep the kids alive.

A quote I like:

A picture I love:April 2010… almost one year ago. My tots look smaller.  In fact, they were.  They loved running on the grass. We took a visit to the Jordan River temple… Look at that view! I love living by these beautiful mountains!

18 weeks

So hey… thought I’d write myself a pregnancy update … also for posterity’s sake. Here I am at 18 weeks which almost puts me half way since I’ll have this babe at 39 weeks. Wahoo…

I always think the websites comparing the size of your baby to fruit and veggies is funny. So – looks like this week baby is the size of a yellow pepper and weighs almost 7 ounces. (Length: 5 1/2 inches, head to bottom.). Ummm… ok.  Grow baby grow!

I’m not a fan of 1st trimester in pregnancy. It was a doozy this time around. January and February blahs, I’ll tell ya. Though I only upchucked a handful of times, I could hardly believe how gross I felt all day without losing all my food more often (way too much info… sorry). p.s. don’t ever, ever, ever take Z-pack antibiotic when pregnant. It will churn your stomach for days.

But finally … 15+ weeks finally came and my stomach settled itself a bit. Yay! Hurray! A Miracle Day!

This seems silly but one of my hardest things in pregnancy is how often I have to eat. I really despise eating if I have to. Plus, I’m so picky about what I feel like eating. I’ve gone through cycles with bedtime snacks. At first it was crunchy toast with peanut butter and jam. Bowl of peaches. Cup of milk. Then I rotated to dry corn chex. Apple sauce. And a cup of milk. Now I’m into sliced carrots. Bowl of granola and yogurt. And sometimes Dole extra tasty pineapple, bananas, and cottage cheese. I consider Golden Grahams an extra pricy treat, but it’s what I’ve felt like so I snack on it in the morning. And throughout this entire pregnancy, I’ve loved orange juice… even when I was feeling barfy. Weird, but yummy.

About 16 weeks I felt our wee little tot move a bit. This baby is already loving my bladder as a pillow. With all we have going on (meaning – Tru and Max crawling all over me), I know I don’t feel this baby as much as with my first when I lived to feel that baby Hannah move.

As for my size… well… not pleasant. I’ve started out this pregnancy the heaviest of all of them. Boo-hoo. Hopefully I won’t gain too much. My belly is round. If I suck in with all my might, I look almost the same as before… almost. But alas… I have to not worry about my chubs. Hard to do. One thing I’m looking forward to is walking outside when it warms up a bit. I walked alot when I was pregnant with Tru and it was my lowest weight gain. We’ll see how my back, knees, and patience do (patience required to push 2 toddlers who tend to fight in a double stroller.)

Sleep. Not the best. I hate waking up at 3:30 feeling so hungry. I’m too tired to want to eat anything. Plus, I have the craziest dreams when I’m pregnant. Every night it’s like this crazy drama that makes me feel tired upon waking up.

So – I guess that’s about all.  I’m grateful for this new blessing coming in August.  We have our ultrasound the end of April so hopefully we’ll find out what we’re having as well as seeing a healthy baby. Yes, healthy is always good.

It’s all about *Sunshine*

This week is all about bright colors for me. I’ve been doing some dream shopping for fun and bright summer attire for tots and such. I came across some fun finds that I liked. They all revolved around *sunshine* yellow! That’s gonna be the color of summer for me.

It’s all about Sunshine people! I need that daily reminder that life is good… moments are good… joy is good. (especially around dinner time when the tots and I  fall apart!). Not that I can get all of these cheerful items, but it was fun finding them.