Here we are at the start of another week. I think at this point it goes without saying that life is a zany here. No need to dwell on the chaos. It is what it is. Even though the days are long, I am blessed to be spending them with my boys. I am grateful for the opportunity that I have to be with them – even if it is almost 24/7. A two year old and an almost two month old are certainly a handful and makes for never a dull moment. In fact, I wouldn’t mind a dull moment every now and then!
Last Tuesday, I had a MOPS Steering Team meeting. I was surprised when one of the ladies on the team brought me something to eat that was dairy/soy free. She has walked this same road and has been super supportive of me as I change my diet. It was such a sweet gesture. I’m starting to get to used to being the only one in the room not eating at social gatherings. It’s weird, but it’s my new normal. This same friend also put together picture ornaments of all the kids for the moms to take home as gifts. Oh my word! The picture of Owen is too funny! Talk about a mug shot! I’m not sure it will go on my tree every year, but this year I really need the smile that this little face brings!
Wednesday was our Gingerbread House Decorating Competition in my class. It’s amazing how seriously the girls take this task. Of course they laugh and have fun, but at the end of the night it’s all about winning for most of them. In true baking fashion, there is always drama with frosting and candy not behaving. April and I judge on teamwork more than any other category. We also take into account overall appearance and creativity. At the end of the night, the girls destroy their creations in about .6 seconds. I brought doughnuts for snack that night and I was shocked (grossed out) by the girls adding the the leftover frosting from the gingerbread houses to their doughnuts. Talk about sugar overload!
Thursday was a day at home with the kiddos. Jeremy was working on decorating and lighting the tractor for our float in the local lighted tractor parade. On Friday, Graham and I went up to Federal Way to hang out with my forever friend, Maggie, and her son, Luke. It was great to catch up with Maggie and having some friend/mommy time. Our boys are a month apart so we are in the crazy baby/toddler days together. It’s nice to know that someone else is going as crazy as I am. I am not alone in my stay at home mom insanity. Laughing about our days certainly beats crying about them. However, I know we’ve both shed a tear or two since our little ones have arrived. I’m thankful for friendship and support. I thank Jesus for Maggie often!
Saturday was a big day for Jeremy. He was out for the lighted tractor parade in some of the worst weather. My poor, wet hubby! Since the boys and I had seen the four walls of our house a lot that week, I decided to take the crazy up to my parent’s house for the night. My mom was super sweet and picked us up and brought us home. She stayed through bedtime for Owen so I wasn’t alone. Bedtime with one parent is hard. Usually Graham is screaming in the living room while I try to put Owen down. If I was able to clone myself, I would. Being in two places at once isn’t a mommy skill that I have developed yet. Owen at a blast playing with Grandpa & Grandma. My mom bought him a giant cupcake from Safeway because Owen has been requesting cake lately. Talk about a spoiled boy! My parents made me a yummy dairy/soy free meal and even had cookies for me to munch on. Little Graham wasn’t the happiest camper that evening, but we all took turns trying to comfort him.
I guess I’ll wrap things up by giving a small Graham update. I’m really struggling with my diet change because we are not seeing improvement with Graham. While he is spitting up less (because I am trying to not overfeed him), his diapers are still not looking right. I would feel better about my diet changes if I knew they were doing Graham some good. However, with no improvement, I’m tempted all the time to eat things I shouldn’t. It doesn’t seem like it’s worth it. We have an appointment with the specialist in two weeks. I’m really hoping we will get more clarity on the situation. I want Graham to have a happy tummy. At this point, I am doing the best I can to make that happen and it’s disheartening to see it not working. I feel helpless and I would really love to self-medicate with a doughnut, cheese pizza or chocolate cake! I know that God is growing my patience. I am believing that we will figure out the mystery of Graham’s tummy and that this is all for a season. I can keep at it… I hope!
And there you have it! Until next week!