Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Today...





This may be a post I am embarrassed about later, but let me tell you about today. In truth, it is pretty typical for me, and I know for many of you too (you have whoppers to sure beat mine, I know). So, forgive me for having some innate need to record this for me to remember later when I feel the "golden years" have passed all too quickly.

Last night, the boys got up at 12:00, 3:00, 4:00, and 5:00 am. Hence, I didn't notice my own insomnia. I am trying to forsake my beloved chocolate as it gives me almost instant, intense, LONG LASTING heartburn (acidic pain right below my lungs). This (forsaking chocolate) makes the morning a little harder, I'll be honest.

When I finally climbed out of bed, it was to get the kids ready for Max to go to pre-school. Jonas grabbed my darkest lipstick and took off with it. I found him minutes later covered in red and the bathroom floor bearing the evidence of his activities. I am truly indebted to the generous angels that kept it off my carpet and walls. We were a few minutes (okay 12) late to pre-school, and then headed out to my Dr.'s office in search of my lost cell phone- and were met with success! Again, thank you angels.

For the remainder of Max's time at pre-school, I took Jonas to a big sale at our local Kohl's. I thought it would be easy to find a couple items and be on my way. Ha. After 35 minutes in line, it would have taken another 45 to get up to a counter, at which point Max would have been sold by the pre-school to traveling gypsies with the assumption that his mother had completely abandoned him. So, an hour and a half wasted and fruitless, I went to be on time for the pick-up.

Max had a great day at school, which always warms a mother's heart. I got the boys home (yes, Jonas was hitting and flinging himself around at this point in my arms), fed them lunch, and put them to bed. Post-nap revealed both had pooped. One had a diaper, one did not. Oh joy. Bath. Laundry.

The boys are now in the playroom together with their love-hate relationship going on. Max totally annoyed at the annihilation of his carefully planned train worlds by Jonas, and Jonas thrilled for an activity that seems to be breeding such high response rates.

I have spent the afternoon on the phone with insurance companies, pediatric dentist offices, and Glenn. I am planning another venture out into public where I literally cannot pass a soul without a LOT of staring (it is a crazy scene here in CA to have a 4-yr.-old, 20-mo.-old, and about to pop with yet ANOTHER child). I hear comments all around me. I like to pretend this is what it must feel like to be a pop star in public. This is probably the closest I'll ever get.

Trying to be patient with stuttering, a watermelon on my bladder, screaming, heartburn (can a few chocolate chips really do this?!), wasted food, and not getting my husband home until 9:30. Absolutely loving hearing Jonas try to pray, Max memorizing scriptures, seeing my boys soaking wet in the bathtub playing together happily, baby girl shoes from Melissa, Max showing me his Lego creations with such pride, and my boys' beautiful hearts. Loving the renewed feeling that "this is a price to be paid for blessings and the Lord accepts my sacrifice" as Glenn told me in a blessing last night.

I guess these are golden days after all and I will miss them. I think the biggest trick for me is to truly enjoy them today before missing them tomorrow.

16 comments:

Andrea said...

Wow! What a day! If it's any compensation, you look gorgeous for being almost about to deliver. It makes me want to be pregnant again (just a little).

A deal stealing mom said...

That is quite the crazy day! I'm glad it was interspersed with the good and the bad. Thanks for sharing, keep on keeping on!

TysonandMarthaGerber said...

You know it's really funny to hear that - it all sounds really wonderful in a weird way. I guess that's the Lord softening my heart toward children. So is Melissa your little girls name? I love it. Last night I thought about a girls name for me and thought of Kristina or liliana. Don't worry not prego - but my heart is getting ready.

Fit - Healthy - Strong said...

I think its funny that people make comments of the situation because if they KNEW what kind of kids your raising they would be grateful that your so willingly and patiently raise little boys that will some day become EXCELLENT YOUNG MEN that will make a difference in the world. So poop on them for being silly :) Or you can throw pennies... :)

Burt Fam said...

Your writing is beautiful and makes your very crazy day seem somewhat idyllic. That said, kudos to you for hanging in there. And I agree with Andrea, you look great!

Brianne & Jarod said...

Although I do not wish days like that upon anyone..it is so great to know as a mother that you are not alone! I am sure you handle "those" days much better than I. I am so glad that we are still able to see so much good mixed in with the craziness of one such day, and know that you are an AWESOME mom! I have to agree with Andrea, you are absolutely gorgeous at 9 months!

TM CLAN said...

Oh, the tender mercies...at least you notice them. Keep up the great work! Max and Jonas are so lucky to have a mother like you.

Brandon And Kimberlee said...

you write so well, i just love reading it! you are doing a great job at this being a mother thing!! you are normal, going through normal things from what i can tell! that was quite a day though! thank heavens they aren't ALL that crazy - at least i hope! you are amazing and i hope you give yourself credit for all that you do!

Emilie said...

All mothers have those days, but at the end of the day we wouldn't trade our jobs for anthing would we! You really do look great pregnant, now if you could get rid of the heartburn:) One thing about you is that I always feel that you never complain (not really) and you have the best attitude ever! I can't wait for you to have your little girl!

Valerie said...

Sounds like you had one of the crazy days and it doesn't help being ready to pop! You are an amazing Mom. I enjoyed reading your entry-thanks for being so normal!

zaharacafe said...

I would still call it a beautiful life! Particularl so with such a beautiful attitude.

Daisy said...

Seriously you crack me up!! I wish I was there to drop everything and run to the beach for a soothing sunset to calm all the troubles!!!

Shawna said...

Wow, you said it all so well. You will look back on this post and cry for joy that you wrote it down. You are great!

Karalea-Karalea said...

It seems so impossible to feel like these are supposed to be happy days. I remember them all too well. In fact I can still feel the heartburn from E and the exhaustion from chasing Q & C around at the same time. It was not my most happy/beautiful moment....but it is a sacrifice that I would make a million times for these crazy boys. Hang in there...you're almost finished with this part! xoxo.

Mindy said...

Wow, what a day! I hope you finally got to sleep after all that! We miss you guys.

leslie the licorice stick lady said...

Hey there,
You don't know me, but I have heard such great things about you and Glenn from Brooke and Eric. Brooke is a dear friend and former college roommate of mine. I married an artist who is going into the animation world, like Glenn is in. Eric was the major piece of the puzzle that got my hubby (David Wilson) and Glenn in contact. Dave called Glenn about 6 months ago and they talked for a while on the phone. I believe they'll be meeting up at the CTN Expo in Nov.
Anyway...I hope you don't mind me pokin' my head into you blog now and then. We have kids around the same age and you and your husband seem like just the kind of people we'd love to be good friends with.
Keep on going. There are those hard, never-ending, unforgettable days in motherhood that wipe you off your feet, but later on mean more than anything to you. Good luck with the new baby.
-Leslie Wilson