ABC's of me!

I was on Facebook this morning - what's new about that??? Nothing. LOL! Anyway, I went to my notes section and saw this "ABC's of Me" that I did in April and thought why not post it on my blog. So, here it is...enjoy!

A Ananda - my real name
B Brian - my hubby
C Christ my Lord and Savior
D Disneyland a place I miss!
E Enchilada's - that's whats for dinner
F Fun on FB!
G Grace- by grace I am saved
H Happy home filled w/hugs!
I Internet(Christian chatroom) where I met my hubby
J Jessie - my sweet little girl
K King of Kings!
L Live, Laugh & Love
M Mexican food - good mexican food that I miss from L.A.
N Noah- my sweet little boy
O Old - starting to feel that way
P Pasta - how many times a week can we have it for dinner?
Q Quiet time (thanks Stacey)
R Raggers - YMCAS
Stacey - my friend who makes me SMILET
Time- never have enough
U Upwards Basketball
V Visit - I dont visit L.A. enough
W Water - my favorite drink
X X-Ray - both my kids have had one-Noah has had several
Y Young - oh to be young again
Z Zoo- sometimes I feel like I live in one & I only have 2 kids-maybe it's the 2 kids, a husband, a dog and now an iguana

Here is my sweet little girl all dressed up for a special Mother-Daughter Tea that we attended at church. The interesting part or frustrating part is that once we finally got there she did not want to stay.

So, the church we have been attending was having a Mother-Daughter Tea and I debated about taking Jessie because one will she sit through it and she is not a sitter and two because she would not eat anything anyway. But when I finally decided to go - because one I knew it was about the experience and memories for her and I and two she could really enjoy it because it was a "tea" and she can get all dressed up - I came to find out that, they were full! The response had been overwhelming...but since I was invited by a sweet friend to sit at her table they said they would get back to me to see if we could attend.

Well, we were able to attend - she enjoyed the first 30 minutes sitting with her friend and looking at all the pretty decorations, taking pictures, playing a game and drinking some water out of her tea cup she was ready to leave. I knew it - a mother is usually always right -does that make sense? Usually always right.....hmmmm. She didn't eat any of the food offered - luckily I brought food for her. We made it through the meal to dessert which she did not want - with her only asking 5 times about going home and getting out of her seat 40 times. I will say it was right during her nap time so she was showing signs of no nap and when we went home she crashed.

Hopefully as she gets older she will have some memory of mommy and her spending the day together and will enjoy not just the dressing up but all the fun involved when attending special events like these.

Mother's Day

Mother's Day has yet to turn into a relaxing-fun day for me and I have been a mother for 7yrs now. Don't get me wrong I am blessed, very blessed with a wonderful loving hubby and two beautiful children who love Lord - but Mother's Day never turns out to be the day I have imagined.

This is what I imagine....sleeping to noon like I use to before I had kids - and not feeling guilty about it. When I do wake-up there is no one else home so I can come downstairs have some coffee and watch tv or sit at the computer with no one asking for something. Then I get dressed go shopping and actually buy whatever I want - no really, with no need to bother about how much I can spend or not spend. Then it's either on to a movie or scrapbooking at Archivers. And last but not least a wonderful dinner at a restaurant with my family.

Did you see anything about cleaning, doing laundry, fussing at the kids or hunting for my lost dog? Nope, none of that, nada!

This is what did happen.....the nite before Mother's Day we had a little bit of a storm and it tore some major branches on a big tree in between or house and a neighbors so the plan on Mother's Day was to take those branches down - no small task.

Relatives had to be called in to help out - so that meant I had to clean! Yes, clean - vacuum, dust, sweep, mop, clean the bathroom etc. Don't get me wrong the house was not filthy, but these particular family members are neat freaks - you could eat off their floor - no really you could.

After that was done I made dinner and we ran out to the store to do some lite grocery shopping and pick-up a salad for me for Mother's Day at Applebee's. I may have to cook Brian dinner, but I was not cooking mine. I will say I was really shocked how many moms were shopping that nite with kids and no hubby. At least my hubby was with me.

Then we get home put away the groceries, eat and I ask Brian have you seen Freddie? Freddie is our dog. We go on a major hunt upstairs, downstairs, outside - because Freddie usually comes running when we get home and one of the reasons we went to the store was to buy him dog food. No Freddie to be found. He got out while Brian was cutting down the branches and the gate was left open and of course he had no tags on - because we gave him a bath and never put them back on - but that wouldn't have mattered anyway - the phone number on the tags was old.

I hopped in my van with the kids, Brian hopped in his truck and we were off roaming the neighborhood for a dog that never leaves the house except to go in the backyard to do his business and his yearly trip to the vet.

We start praying and yelling his name and I call the same relatives from earlier and ask them to pray and they get in their cars to come help find him and I start crying and Noah starts crying. It was not fun.

Brian calls me with some news that someone had found a dog and was asking neighbors if this was their dog. So with the help of God we find this guy because his daughter who just happened to be out on her porch heard me calling out for Freddie told her dad and he got in his truck and found Brian. These wonderful people cared for Freddie even after he attacked their dog and tried to find Freddie's owners. But they finally had to call animal control because they could not keep him and could not find us.

So Freddie had a sleepover at animal control - cost to spring him out the next day -$150 and of course I had a horrible nite of no sleep wondering if my 4-legged boy was okay. (Didn't I tell you - bought the Wii and then an unexpected expense came up! See paragraph below)

Now for the good part........My hubby did get me some beautiful red, pink orange roses that were actually delivered! And of course I was not home, I was out with the kids. We also finally got a Wii that we had been talking about for awhile and Brian really wanted to get it for me even after I said let's wait - you know the whole money issue - not wanting to spend it because as soon as we do something will break down or happen and then I will feel bad we got the Wii. I also did go to Kohl's to buy a purse that was on sale and I had a 15% off coupon for my whole purchase - so I did buy some sandals too and I was very proud that both together were only $30.00. We did find Freddie and knew he was safe even if he was not home. And I do know that I have an awesome hubby, kids and God who love me very much and not just on Mother's Day but all year long.

Wonder what next Mother's Day will bring.....

Another day in the life of a mom....

So, 2 weeks ago Jessie and Noah were playing upstairs rough housing, running, jumping, giggling and just having fun...that is until someone got hurt. The older brother pulled on the little sisters arm just a little too hard and she was hurt.

I didn't hear any major crying, so I really didn't think much of it, but Noah tells me, "mom you better come check on Jessie she is crying." So, I go to her and the reason I didn't hear her crying was because she was lying on her tummy on the floor with half her body under the bed.

Now my daughter is a whiner, can be a little dramatic, produces crocodile tears but she rarely ever really, really cries. She was really crying and I was scared. So I try to move her and she cries more and I ask Noah, "what did you do?" and instruct him to go get my phone. He returns and starts crying. So now I have 2 kids crying, one that might have a really hurt arm and one who is feeling really, really bad about what he did.

I get Jessie to move her arm a little, I touch it up and down - you know exam it and I don't see anything poking out, no blood or bruising, but the girl is still freaking out. Again, she does not REALLY cry a lot. So, I decide we better get her to the doctors to get her checked out. Side note: when Noah was 3 he broke his leg - we called the paramedics and BOTH of them said it was NOT broken. By 3am we decided to take him to the emergency room in the morning because he cried off and on all night and was in a lot of pain when he moved his leg in certain positions. And guess what it was broken. So since we lived through that, I needed to make sure her arm was not broken.

So, off the doctors where she freaks out even more - again not like her. My head is hurting, my heart is breaking , I'm trying not to cry and I can't get a hold of my husband. The one time I really need him and I can't get him on his cell phone and I can't get him to pick-up when I call his job. I am serious the one time.

The doctor tries to exam my daughter who is freaking out, screaming and yelling, "mommie no, mommie no!!!"...and won't let the doctor touch her arm so the doctor leaves and lets her calm down a bit and I finely get her to point to where it really hurts....that is after I ask her if she wants to leave and she says yes, so I say tell me where it hurts. So, she does and I tell the doctor when she returns and she finally checks out her arm and we don't think anything is broken at this point, but to be sure she should get an x-ray. Jessie is not happy with this idea at all.

I try to call Brian again as we leave the doctor's office and head to the hospital for an x-ray. Again I can't get him and tell the receptionist if and when she sees him tell him I am taking his daughter to get an x-ray on her arm. I get a hold of my sister-in-law and she meets me in a parking lot and takes Noah, so I can concentrate on Jessie and as we head to get her x-ray daddy finally calls. He was in a meeting and could not answer the phone. The one time I really needed him- go figure.

So, Jessie gets an x-ray nothing is broken, daddy meets us at the hospital after the x-ray and another 2 screaming spells and an old technician guy who had no business working with kids - another side note:he told Jessie she wasn't going to get dinner if we here for 4 hours trying to take the x-ray. I ignored him, said many prayers, told myself that guys lucky Brian was not there to hear him talk to Jessie that way and I just talked and sang to Jessie and she finally let them x-ray her arm.

We head back to aunt Kathy's house to get Noah and the kids enjoy some ice cream, before dinner and we finally make it home. She had a rough first night and did not move her arm normally again till about 4 days later because it was probably a stiff and sore and for some tender loving care attention.

Another day in the life of a mom. But God is good and we all survived - well except for Noah - we told him that when the hospital bill comes it's coming out of his commission(allowance).

You don't sing me love songs anymore.....

So, hubby and I were watching American Idol the other night and after we listened to one of the contestants sing a love song I turned to him and said, "why don't you sing to me?" This has been an ongoing question of mine for several years. I really enjoy his voice and it would mean so much to me if he sang to me every once in awhile.

Now please taken into consideration my hubby used to be the lead singer in a band for many years before we met and he when I first came to NC to visit him he sang to me in the car and he sang at our wedding. So, I know he can sing and he sings very well.

I told him he could have sang me a nice song on Valentine's Day. He of course said, "you were sick." I told him I still would have enjoyed it even while sneezing, blowing my nose and coughing. He did not see the joy it.

I know singing is not at the top of his priority list right now....taking care of his family is. And I know that he feels that he has not really sang in so long that makes him uncomfortable.....guess he wants to sound just right, but I'm not looking for a concert. Just a nice simple, sweet song from the man I love.

Valentine's Day

Well, Valentine's Day this year was not filled with a romantic dinner or cuddling, but me lying in bed sick. I did get roses and a funny card - not a romantic card, but a card none the less. I also got to sleep in, but it's hard to enjoy it when you have a yucky nose making it hard to breath when you lay down.

My hubby also took care of the kids by taking them to Noah's Upward Basketball game and to Chick-fil-a .....which was wonderful and I will take that over chocolate any day.

You know it stinks to be sick any time of year, but there are certain days that would be so much better when you are healthy......your birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas, your wedding anniversary and Valentine's Day.

I wonder if Puffs ever thought about making a Valentine theme tissue box?

Snow, Snow, Snow!

We finally got some snow! And I mean SOME! Not a lot, but enough for the kids to enjoy a little sledding, snowball fights with daddy and just have some plain old fun!

Snow was predicated in the forecast to start around 12am.... but here in Wake Forest, NC that could be a little, a lot or known at all. So we kept an eye on things through the night. When I got up to use the potty around 1am I looked out the window to check and there was none. Around 4am when I looked out the window there was snow, but it wasn't sticking to the ground. Then around 7am I woke-up to kids singing, "snow, snow, snow!" So I looked out the window and yeah there was some snow... and it was sticking to the ground and enough on the grass for the kids not only to be excited, but daddy too!