Showing posts from April, 2012

Condemnation vs. Conviction.

Right now I feel condemned. A woman waiting in her cell block on death row. Okay, that's over the top. Overly dramatic. And that's where I am... a big ball of emotions and hormones. I can't think clearly. My perspective is askew.

Some of you may or may have not seen the movie 10 Things I Hate About You . But right now I'm living the movie 10 Things I Hate About Me. Aaagh. Everything is wrong. Everything is messed up. I can't keep it together. I keep forgetting appointments. I am unable to complete tasks on time. I am overwhelmed.

But here's the thing I realized this morning as I stared myself down in the mirror. I am feeling condemnation not conviction. When I feel conviction I know what it's about... it's something specific. Condemnation is feeling bad in general about everything.

Another thing... I live in a broken world. And as many times as I tell my daughter Libby that we don't live in a perfect world (which she wishes everything was perfect, c…

Easter 2012 (part 6)


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Kristin & Madison
Camera Shy...
Oh No!
Some Bunny loves you Madison!

Easter 2012 (part 3)


Easter 2012 (part 2)


Easter 2012 (part 1)


Look at me Mom!

I've been trying to take advice from those who are older and wiser than me. I remember someone telling me that you should put aside what you're doing when your children ask you to come. They want to show you something or tell you something or just plain want your attention.

Well, I took that advice this week and boy am I glad I did. I was cleaning the boys room. I try to keep it clean but every now and again it needs a "deep clean" more like sterilization. Anyway, I was hard at work doing something when Libby came bounding in.

"Mom, come on. I want to show you something...."

Instead of brushing her off or telling her I was in the middle of something. I took 30 seconds to finish whatever was in my hands and went downstairs to join her. We went outside. She put her helmet on. And she got on a bike and rode.

For most of you this is no big deal. Libby is 7 after all, right?

But she was riding without training wheels for the first time.

You may ask why did she …

Me and Peej

Peter Joel, why aren't you smiling? So serious at the moment. Contemplating life...

Life continues.

I'm tired and I only have a few minutes to post. Life here has been crazy, which I guess equates normal for us. I've had someone throwing up every day. Sometimes it's due to mucous draining in their tummy, sometimes it's sickness and other times gag reflex. Every day I clean up poop and puke and at times I feel reduced to being a janitor. Except not only am I a janitor but I'm a cook, nurse, pharmacist, chauffeur, maid, etc.

I love my kids. I love my "job". Sometimes though it's hard to do anything else. I'm pathetic at returning e-mails, phone calls, keeping up with the medical appointments. I feel like I'm doing alright caring for the kids. Keeping them in clean clothes. Feeding them. Reading them books. Giving baths. Keeping the house somewhat in "order". But anything else is just too much. I'm so tired. So unable to give more to others... relationships, friendships, writing, etc.

And breathe.

I'm overwhelmed if I think to…