Reminders For The Weary SAHM

It’s a Wednesday night, much like any other night of the week.. Bryce is working another 48 hour shift, which means I’m stuck at home. alone. again.

The boys were taking a bath and I was folding laundry nearby, having a bit of a pity party about how redundant and dull life seems some days; wipe a runny nose, change another diaper, make another meal, do more dishes, fold more laundry, clean up more poop.. I mean, how many times can you read “The Fire Engine Book” in just one morning? In one week? I often hear the words “sit” and “boot” (book) coming from Conaln. He wants me to sit and read it again. So I do..  But tonight, as I was folding the mound of laundry, I couldn’t help but think, isn’t there something better I could be doing? I just want purpose in life! I want to make a difference in the world!

I was already scolding myself for feeling this way, because I know better.. I really do. I *know* my job has *great* purpose. You know the quote well, “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world”

and Matthew 25:40 says, “Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.”

…but that’s hard to remember. Hard to grasp some most days, isn’t it?

Just then I heard Bryce Eric talking as he splashed in the bathtub. He’d been talking the whole time but his words caught my ear; “..and I’m thankful for Conlan, and I’m thankful for God, and I’m thankful for Mommo coming to visit us, and I’m thankful for daddy coming home..”

Um, Convicting? YES! I got a bit choked up… Thank you, Jesus, for giving me somethign tangible. For reminding me I *am* making a difference! I really needed that tonight.

“And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9

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Rhythm in the home

Recently I’ve been contemplating what route we will take for educating our children. We know for certain that we will home school, but there are so many different options it seems.. Do we want to take the more common classical route, or perhaps the more radical “un-schooling” approach? I think I tend to be somewhere in between. One method in particular that I’ve always been intrigued with is Waldorf education. I’m still learning about it, so I will tell you right here and now, I am no expert on the subject! I can’t say I completely agree with every aspect of it, but at least for the early years/grades, I like the focus on developing a creative imagination through simple and natural elements. I also appreciate how it respects the integrity and innocence of early childhood play, and doesn’t try to rush or rob our children of the simple pleasures in life.

Anyway.. More on all that later.

Lately, I’ve been feeling the need to give the boys a little more order in their day-to-day lives.. Not as in a rigid time schedule, but just a simple routine to help guide us through our day…

Two words I keep seeing in my research of Waldorf education, and I think do a good job at defining the sort of routine I’m looking for; Rhythm and repetition. Continue reading

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Redefining “Perfect” & “Productivity”

Cleaning and cooking can wait ’till tomorrow

For babies grow up, as we’ve learned to our sorrow.

So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,

  I’m rocking my baby, and babies don’t keep

In case you didn’t already know, I have a confession to make; I, Heather, am a perfectionist… Maybe even a little obsessive-compulsive… Ok more than a little!

It drives me crazy when I have a sink full of dishes. I get stressed when my house is messy and disorganized. It irritates me when my floors are dirty and crumbs stick to the bottom of my bare feet, or when I step in a sticky spot in the kitchen. (no, the answer is not to wear shoes!). Or when my bathroom mirror has toothpaste specks/smudges on it. Or when there are piles of junk mail on my kitchen counter…

Does all this mean I have a perfect house? Um, no! Not by a long shot! The truth is, one of my biggest fears as a homemaker is that company will show up unexpected, me still in my pajamas (bed-head, bad breath and all!), with my house a complete mess!

And so I run around with my mental “to-do” lists, trying to be “productive” and make my house look Continue reading

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What I’m Thankful For: Laundry {11/9/11}

Continuing on in my “thankfulness series”. I’m thankful for:

5) Yummy Food! Not only to fill our bellies, but (more importantly) to nourish our bodies!
6) Dark Chocolate
7) Buy-one-get-one free Caribou COFFEE at Publix!
8 ) Candles (Apple cider, and Autumn wreath. Mmm!)

9) Clothes to keep us warm. A nice/reliable washing machine and dryer, and hot water to keep them clean! Continue reading

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What I’m thankful for: The privilege of being a SAHM {11/4/11}

“How can it be a large career to tell other people’s children about the rule of three, and a small career to tell one’s own children about the universe? How can it be broad to be the same thing to everyone, and narrow to be everything to someone? No. A woman’s function is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute. I will pity Mrs. Jones for the hugeness of her task; I will never pity her for its smallness.”

G.K Chesterton

Today I am thankful for the job my husband has, which gives me the opportunity to stay home with my children.

This is not something I take lightly, nor is it something I was forced to do. No, I chose to stay home with my children, because I want to be the one to kiss their boo-boos, read them stories, and teach them about life. Call me selfish, but I want to be their “everything”. Not forever, of coarse, but for the first few {short} years of their life. Continue reading

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Thankfulness

Well it would seem that now with Halloween over, everyone is ready to jump right into Christmas! Have you started your shopping yet? How about getting those family pictures taken to send out in holiday greeting cards? You better get moving because there’s only 52 days left until Christmas you know!

Um…excuse me, but we’re forgetting my favorite holiday: Thanksgiving! 

Turkey scolding Santa

(Heehee.. Found this circulating on FB and thought it was fitting)

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The Longest 3 Minutes, Ever!

If you had been a fly on my wall yesterday evening, around 5:30, you would have seen me running through the house, with a panicked look on my face, yelling “CONLAN! Where ARE you?!”.

One minuet, he was toddling in and out of the kitchen while I was making dinner. The next, it was quiet. Too quiet. and he was gone!

At first, I just thought he had gone in the other room… You see, most of the time, if you call for CJ, he giggles, and then pops his head out playing peek-a-boo. but as I went through the entire house, calling his name, there was no response. Just silence…and suddenly, I became frantic!

BE had been playing outside quite a bit earlier, so all the exterior doors were unlocked. Had one of  them been left open? Did he somehow manage to get out, now headed for the busy street? (we live on a Hwy, and this was “rush-hour”)

Or had he strangled himself with the jump-rope he’d been carrying around all day? Continue reading

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