Nocturnal Notes of Thanks

Do you know when most of my post are written? Answer between 2-4 AM. The truth is 4/4 of my children have been terrible sleepers.  

Pumpkin was a case of “mommy didn’t know what she was doing”. I created bad habits and then worse habits (yes, she would eat waffles in the middle of the night..I’ll get into that another day.)
 Kbear was my little night tantrum blessing. Mr. Smiles just liked his mommy time and looking back he was probably my best sleeper. 
Now, 14 months and going strong there’s Scooter (aka Stinker) he was born with a recently diagnosed enlarged adenoid. It affects his breathing, congestion, and sleep in the worst way. Yes, I spend many nights sleeping/sitting vertically holding him so he can breath. Now, that we have a diagnosis he will be having an adenoidectomy to correct this and Lord willing sleep will be in my future. 
I share this not for you to have pity for me (please don’t) as God has sustained me these past 8 years. No, I’m not super human and don’t require sleep but what has been needed in the way of rest He sees I get. It might look like only a 10 minute nap but the show must go on. More importantly over the years I have used these “extra” hours to pray, reflect, write, and give thanks. God speaks when it is quiet and still; something, my house is not usually with four kids 8 and under. He has used the night to keep me anchored. 
Here are some of my nocturnal notes of thanks;
1.Extra cuddles in the night
2.Moon lit rooms
3.Cozy pjs
4.Warm blankets 
5.Pillows to rest a weary head
6.Medical professionals who aid in the art of health/well being 
7.A mothers milk- providing nourishment to my babies for 13+ months (x4) 
8.Sound machines to block the noise of other siblings in the night 
9.A starter house turned family home (because God knows what is good for my family) 
Where do you carve out rest in your day? 

Celebrating the Gift of “She” (F.M.F)

So we meet again. I’ve been buried deep in school books and lesson plans. I’ve been unpacking a boat that has served as our cottage from May to September. A mothers work is never done and the gifts  never seem to stop coming. So embrace the moment, seek joy, and let’s ride..

It’s Five Minute Friday time…the prompt is ‘she’
The rules; write for five minutes, no extreme editing, give some comment love, and visit the beautiful Lisa Jo-Bakers sight to link up! Join me! 

The sun is shining and the day is drawing to an end. A drive home from a full day of work and a due date looming over head. Today is the day they guess my baby should arrive. However, an earlier appointment says otherwise. Trying to keep myself busy; I begin to prep dinner and plan for an evening walk with the dog. No sooner does my mind begin to wonder; there is a pop, and then a gush of water. Like a balloon popping on a summers day a constant stream as if it will never stop. My husband sleeping soundly as visions of sharing in one last meal dance through his head. He is instead awaken with a startle; a quick toss of the remote and a gathering of bags. This is our first and their is still so much to learn; are we fully ready to accept such a gift? 
Ready or not; what was once our ‘it’ is in fact a ‘she’.
“She” is 8 today! 
Our 6 lbs 9 oz bundle of joy. A sweet soul that warms our hearts daily. She made me a mom, him a dad, and us a family. She quickly becomes the center of our world. The fears that once lingered in our minds and hearts are a thing of our past; and, the world we once knew revolving around me quickly turns to a home filled to the rim with we.
We are so blessed to have her in our lives. Arriving much before our humanly, naive, and self centered ‘original’ plan we are quickly reminded like so many times before we are not the ones in charge; for it is HE and the very gift we were to welcome was in fact “SHE”


Wishing my beautiful little girl all the joy in the world, blessings beyond measure, and a life filled with all that God has promised. Happy 8th birthday Pumpkin.

Mystery trip

Growing up as kids my parents would frequently take us on what was known as a family “Mystery Trip” my sister and I did not know where we were going, who would be there, or what to expect along the way. Some trips were bigger than others but it was always a special surprise none the less. I have been thrilled to start this same tradition with our children.
One of our most recent “Mystery Trips” was a “trip downtown” (yes, that is a trip to my kids as it is not someplace we go often) to see Sesame Street live at The Fox Theater.  Friends of ours invited us to join them in their suite and enjoy a complimentary luncheon as well. It was a great time enjoyed by all! 
 Some trips are “big” some are “small” but none are ever forgotten! A good “Mystery Trip” is one that is imprinted on our child’s soul for a lifetime. Making memories and sharing in the thing that matters most spending time together.