4.22.10

{I'd like to post a little daily journal this summer}

This morning we all woke early for a 9:30 appointment with our beloved holistic chiropractor, Dr. Jen, about 50 minutes away.  The appointments went well, I'm needing some B vitamins and thyroid support to stop the alarming amount of hair loss that's been occurring lately. Benji is still allergic to eggs, oats, wheat and dairy, but is still testing OK to eat corn. Whew! I'd like to procure a duck egg from someone and have her test that on him to see if he can eat those.

Afterward, we went to a nearby health food store so I could get our organic oats, organic popcorn (grains are VERY heavily sprayed with pesticides- a very important item to get organically if you need to pick and choose), goat yogurt, raw milk cheese, and raw honey for the honey/garlic cough medicine I make for the kids.

Then I dropped the kids off at my parent's house and went to Target (LOVE that store!) and Old Navy to finish up Ava's wardrobe for the summer.  Got some good deals, but would have preferred to find it all for 1/2 price at the Goodwill store! They just didn't have much for her this time.

Now we're home, it's after 6, and I have dinner cooking. Free range, organic chicken drumsticks, fresh organic baby salad greens, and strawberry shortcake (from scratch, of course!). Yum!

After dinner, we're going outside to start spreading the 45 bags of mulch we got last weekend for our playground area. Alec's birthday party is this weekend, and we'll have 8 WILD boys using it like  monkeys at the zoo!

~till tomorrow

Wordless Wednesday

just me talking...

Today has gone better.  I've been convicted that I need to have a quite time each day now (for so long I was in a season of grace with little ones, and the Lord met me there, but now they're older, and no babies currently), and have been trying to wake earlier so I can spend more time with my precious, hardworking husband.

The waking early thing isn't working too well, but I've been able to have quiet time a couple mornings just before the kids get up.  I'm also struggling with how to fit in my workouts, wanting to do that also in the morning, but feeling like quiet time, jogging, AND my morning routine (laundry, dishwasher, etc.) is just a little much. I'd have to get up at, like, 5 or something! I don't think so.

I did manage a few minutes with my Bible this morning, but my workout got pushed back to after lunch, in favor of school.  It worked out OK, but so much got in the way that by the time I got off the treadmill (after applying my monthly haircolor so it could process while I ran!) and showered, we were late for choir practice.

I just shooed the kiddos out to the back yard so I could have a minute to myself. I really feel like I have SO much to do around the house and absolutely NO time to do it. Right now, I need to fold two loads of laundry that's sitting on our bed so we can go to sleep tonight, finish making dinner, make a meeUp for a customer, print a shipping label to send a package to a friend, sweep and mop the kitchen floor, and vacuum up some dried leaves and yard debris that got tracked into our bedroom. And that's not including my list of normal day-to-day chores that I haven't even touched yet!!

I feel such an urge right now to really do some deep cleaning and sorting; there's a shift in what the priorities are here now, and our house needs to shift along with it.  Not sure where I"ll get time to make it happen; anyone got any extra you could send my way? I'll pay you well!

the Feeling

It's happening again.

 That helpless feeling of being totally out of control, raw, and vulnerable,

like being naked in front of a thousand onlookers

The rooms in my house are jeering at me as I walk through,
screaming to me to rescue them from clutter and dirt

I forsake all actions pertaining to myself and bounce from child to child and room to room

like a frantic ping-pong ball.

At the end of the day I feel fragile and wasted...

body, mind and spirit

This is an attack from the enemy, a futile attempt to derail my plans for time spent alone with my King

and plans for time spent in God's word with my kids

I will keep trying, Truth will prevail

With my Father's help, 

I will replace a spirit of chaos and discontent

with

order and peace

I WILL rise above the earthly cacophony and forge ahead with the plans laid out for me and my family

Jeremiah 29:11-14

"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.  Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.  You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.  I will be found by you," declares the Lord,"and will bring you back from captivity.  I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you," declares the Lord, "and will bring you back from the place from which I carried you into exile."

Green Day

every spring

I have a ritual

once a day

I look out of the window at the top of the stairs

close to the top of the trees

in our back yard

I stare hard at the red and brown buds 

on the tips of the branches

hoping

that this year 

will finally be the year

that I see the day

the sky turns green

I never do.

Wordless Wednesday

for you...

this is for all of you who want to read my mental overflow...

I'm so glad it's finally spring.  Finally warm enough for me to consider unwinding my ever present wool scarf  and try on a pair of flip-flops. But, this is what I call Yo-Yo Weather.  For several days we will be digging into the summer bins and then we'll suddenly have to get out a coat and hat.

We have a severe shortage of storage here, and I always look towards this time of year with mixed feelings. Happy for the warmth, dreading the Big Switch. We don't have room to keep both seasons of clothing usable, and I keep Alec's hand-me-downs for Benji, so the clothing swap is a bit of a nightmare twice a year.

We're almost through our first year of home education! While I give myself a huge pat on the back, I feel like I could have done it better. I asked Alec today and he agreed that he liked it, but it could have been more fun. I was told by a wise friend recently that homeschooling shouldn't be about what you teach, but about how you teach it.  You should be teaching not for teaching's sake, but to give the student tools with which to learn anything, and a fire in their belly for knowledge.

I'm prayerfully considering switching curriculum, and have been looking at different science and history options, as well as looking for a study on the Fruit of the Spirit suitable for young children.  If any of you reading this are home educators and have any thoughts to share on these subjects, I'd greatly appreciate it.

I"m also trying to decide if I should purchase a pool membership this summer.  Our swimming season is only 12 weeks long, one of which we will be at our cottage in Lakeside. On the other hand, if I purchase it this month, I receive a 10% discount, and we only live two blocks from the pool, AND it is newly remodeled with a nice, zero entry area for preschoolers with slides, fountains, etc. But do I want to make that my summertime commitment? If I didn't, what else would we be doing?

We'll be gardening, doing light school work, going to the zoo, hopefully some more work on the house, hanging out with friends, and, well...maybe going to the pool a couple times a week!

I'm really overwhelmed right now with laundry, dirty floors, lack of desire to cook, strong desire to exercise but no time, excitement for our upcoming trip to visit friends, feelings of dread and claustrophobia about the two day drive to get there, too much clutter, too many things standing in my way and preventing me from being able to purge, having roller-coaster emotions about so many changes in our life

but...

riding it all out on the current of Jesus' unconditional love for my completely imperfect self.

what's really going on here...

by "here" I don't really mean in the picture, although that could relate

by "here" I mean here at our house, since returning from our too-good-to-be-true trip to Sunshine Land

the Real Story of our vacation is this:

we had an an incredible time, we held hands, we walked on the beach, we laughed at tacky tourist shops and scantily clad grandparents, we ate some AMAZING food that we paid an AMAZING (high) price for, I had time to shower, shave, and apply lotion every day (imagine that!), we thought about no one but each other, we both got terrifically sea sick for the first time in our lives, I remembered what it was like to have one sole person encompass my universe, we saw miles of dead jellyfish and I vainly attempted to return one of them to the sea, we did not fight, we had several uninterrupted, meaningful conversations about something other than children, we laughed, loved and learned more about each other

the Real Story of our return is this:

I was nauseated from the plane, Marvin was tired, the kids were delighted, we were glad to be home, then the tears came. Hysterics, actually. From all three of them. Pertaining to lack of sleep in their own beds, relief, and the inability to wait another second for their souvenirs.

Now that the pandemonium is all over with, and I am no longer craving solitary, sunny, seaside bliss, we are eagerly working forward toward the end of May, when we go to visit THEM!!

We have about 5 weeks left of our regular curriculum, and will finish up right before we leave.

In the meantime, I'm enjoying our early warm weather, planning a 9th birthday party, starting on a quilt, and organizing shorts and T shirts...and blogging!

Wordless Wednesday

last week

.we flew away.

.to a tropical resort.

.with a tranquil view.

.of a beautiful beach.

.by a blue green ocean.

.we dressed up.

.many times.

.we went.

.to glamorous parties.

.we sailed the open seas.

.saw wonders of nature.

.visited with strangers.

.and glimpsed a bit of history on the way home.