24 May 2009

Special treat

We decided last minute today to take the kids to Chuck-e-cheese. The joy on their faces when we told them...priceless.

13 May 2009


These three have challenged me this week and it's only Wednesday. Being a mother is HARD work. Whoever tells you it's a breeze is lying.

It's hard to know if you are yelling at them too much; teaching them the right things; spending enough time with them; neglecting them too much (I mean time, not actually not feeding them or bathing them, etc.-I don't want you to get the wrong idea!); pushing them too hard; not pushing them hard enough...The list can go on and on. Sometimes I just feel like a failure as a mom.

But I write all that to say that being a mother is the Best job in the world. Because usually when I am having one of those moments when I want to give up, I have a little one come wrap their arms around me and tell me they love me. Now that's motivation. I thank God everyday for those three little rascals that run around my house. They have enriched me life more than I ever could have imagined.

End of year program

Hard to believe my oldest has his last day of preschool Friday. Although I'm pretty sure it is harder on mom than child. He's pretty excited to go to Kindergarten in the fall and doesn't seem to be bummed that he won't have preschool anymore. It helps that he knows some of his friends will be going to the same school with him.

His teacher gave him a book about Kindergarten as a little 'send-off' gift. It was about a little bear who clung to his mom when he was being dropped off at his first day at school. The teacher told his parents they could stay for the day. By the second day, his parents wanted to stay again, and he wanted them to go.

Maddox was a bit confused. "Why would his parents stay at school. Parents don't go to school."

"You won't hang on mommy's leg and not let me go, will you?"

"NO!!! I don't do that!!!"

"You like new stuff, don't you?"


So, I'm pretty sure I won't be prying my son off of me come fall...We'll see if he'll be prying me off!

The start of summer

My oldest just graduated from preschool. He is growing up so fast. When did this happen?

12 May 2009

07 May 2009


I just updated my blog today with a couple weeks worth of posts. You'll have to go back to just after Easter to see the first one of the bunch.

06 May 2009

Cubbies and Surgeries

Today was a big day. I had to be at the surgery center at 9AM. I dropped the kids off at Amanda's house(THANK YOU AMANDA!!!) and Brent and I drove to Wichita. I was going in for sinus surgery.

After hearing lots of horror stories, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was a bit nervous. It took awhile for all of the different people to come check in with me and check off on my chart. I answered a lot of the same questions over and over again. Then my doctor came in.
"Well, you'll now be able to say you did cocaine."


"but don't like it, because it's hard to get on the streets."

"Um, okay, I won't"

I mean, really, what are you supposed to say to that? I was a little shocked. Did anyone else know they give you cocaine in the hospital? I sure didn't. Not to worry, I'm sure they try to make it as uncomfortable as possible, so you are sure NOT to enjoy it!

It started with the doc shoving sticks up my nose as far as humanly possible, sending tears streaming now my face. Oh, did I mention, the sticks remained in my nose. Yes, it was lovely. This was quickly followed by intense burning/stinging in the back of my throat as the cocaine(I'm assuming that's what it was) was doing the whole post nasal drip thing. The purpose was to numb things, and yes, it did. But not to worry, I still was able to feel the horrible stinging in the back of my throat, now accompanied by what felt like a lump. I just wanted those sticks out of my nose and no one was coming to my rescue. So, there I was, lying in the bed, alone, curtain drawn, blue sticks up my nose, numb/burning throat, high on cocaine. Somebody knock me out already!

Finally they came back and gave me what they like to call the 'happy medicine'...Ahhh, much better. Next thing I know, they are wheeling me back to the operating room, pull a mask over my face, tell me to breathe as long as I can...and...we're...OUT.

Fast forward to home. Now I'm here and feeling okay. A bit groggy, but not in too much pain. The pain meds they gave me are probably helping with that, but pleasantly surprised, none-the-less.

So, now that's over and we're on to the next event of the day. Cubbies. The kids have their program tonight where they graduate from Cubbies year 1 and 2. Maddox was a bit upset that mommy couldn't go to his program. He's a softy. But he got over it once he realized they weren't singing. He really just wanted me to hear him sing. Here are a few pics that Brent captured.