Conversations with a Two Year Old

As I walk into Micheala's room, she's wailing, not crying wailing. She hasn't been crying long because it seems to start as soon as I stepped out of the shower. Walking into the room, I instantly smell the culprit to Micheala's crying.
"Mommy I poop!"
"Yes Micheala I can smell it. Why is your shirt off?"
"I took it off."
"I can see that. Oh Micheala, that's nasty."
"Nasty?"
I lay Micheala down to change her big, nasty poopey, making faces and sounds as I'm getting ready to peel and wipe. Then Micheala says to me...
"Mommy you funny. I funny too Mommy."
"Yes Micheala you are funny."

Laundry Bites

I hate...hate...hate...laundry. I dread Mondays and laundry days. I'll even think of an excuse or errand that has to be done to delay the chore. Five loads for one week...I was actually expecting for it to be a little worse. Before Josh was a pilot it was at least two more loads for his Chick-fil-A uniforms. For the three of us, this doesn't seem too bad. I can only imagine what my mom did. Its a wonder that we had any clothes at all. Well, if there were five children in my house, there may be days that Josh would have gone without something clean.

I don't mind the sorting, the washing and trying to get out stains, the transfer from washer to dryer, or even folding. Its putting it all away that I can't stand. It only takes minutes to put it all away, but I dread it!!!! It ruins everything for me... Does anyone else hate doing laundry as much as I do?

LOVE

Until Micheala was born, I never really understood how intense your love for your child is. No matter what she does, or how badly the day is going a hug and a kiss seem to wipe it all away. I'm under no illusions that this is how it will always be. In fact, I know I need to stay strong and probably toughen up some. A hug and a kiss won't always correct a wrong. BUT for now, while she's still young, it does.

When she was an infant I used to look at her, hold her, and cry. I was in awe!!! I did this again today as she came running down the hall in her birthday suit telling me that she had a bath and wanted butt cream. I couldn't help but smile and hug her as we finished her nighttime routine.

When Micheala was born, I asked a close friend of the family which stage he loved the most so far, his daughter was four at the time, and he said, "all of them". I miss her being so little and cuddly. I miss how she used to fall asleep on my chest or curl up with me for a nap. But I LOVE how she calls out my name and announces that I'm her mommy!! How she grabs onto me and kisses me. How the simplest things make her glow. She is amazing and I am blessed!!! I pray that I have many more stages to watch in her life. I also agree with Mark, I love EVERY stage so far...

Rockwall

So for almost a year, I have stared out from the Welcome Center desk at Branch Crossing at the Rockwall. Almost everyday I told myself...I've got to at least try it. I didn't like the idea of being up that high or descending from a rope. Not to mention, I didn't know anyone that was willing to try it with me. Well, not anyone above ten years of age.

Well, I found someone!!! My dad, Frank, went with me!!! With my dad and the rockwall staff pushing me on, I was able to climb three different walls, and got halfway up a fourth. I would have said they encouraged me...but that would not be proper word. Every time I wanted to come down, I heard, "You're kidding right? Just...." "We'll never let you live it down..." It was pretty awesome...but my hands are hurting now...

Little Blessings

WOW!!! Today Micheala seems to have made a complete turn around. She made it through school without a breakdown. No fever!!! I can walk without lifting thirty pounds around the house!!! I think I could even attempt to use the restroom or take a shower without toddler supervision. And, even though I feel weak and foggy headed, I am just grateful that Micheala is finally feeling better!
What a week!!! A new boss, with GREAT ideas!!! A healthy baby!!! AND last but certainly not least another wedding anniversary to celebrate!!! 6 Years!!!!

Stuck

I guess I'm super codependent because I feel so stuck in my life right now. Two years ago I never thought that we would be where we are at today. At the bottom starting all over AGAIN. Its a catch 22. I'm grateful and happy that Josh has finally found something that he really likes, but I guess I didn't realize that it would take so long to get going. What I really hate right now is being full-time working mommy. I feel like I'm doing Micheala a disservice by putting her into daycare five days a week. Soon right?!
On a brighter note!!! I'm really excited about bringing Micheala to see UP today!!! Praise God for the little rainbows in life.

Sick Babies

I think there is almost nothing worse that when you're little one is sick. Of course a sick husband is a close second. I feel almost as if I've failed Micheala somehow. I've exposed her and not protected her from her current ailment. I felt hopeless when the doctor told me that all I could really do is give her Motrin and Tylenol to bring the fever down and feed her light snacks. The stomach bug is the WORST. She's been fighting a fever since Friday. Saturday and Sunday seemed to be the worst of it. She made it through the night without a fever, but woke up with a slight one this morning. I hate it because there's nothing I can do but hold her. Which is all I've been doing all weekend, carrying her everywhere. I'm starting to get cabin fever from boredom and the cartoons.