Thursday, February 23, 2017

February

As I write this, the kids are "in bed", which simply means it's Party Central upstairs as they rock out to the Demo setting on my childhood keyboard. This home is such a wild and crazy place, today we had the washer running without any laundry, not for lack of dirty laundry, that will never happen, just for the heck of it! I laid a roast out to dethaw yesterday so that I could put it in the crockpot today for supper. This morning I couldn't find my roast and eventually found it put back in the freezer, frozen solid. :)

One of the funniest things that happened in our crazy house recently was as we were hurrying out the door I asked Bethany to please put some warm water in a bottle for Hazel. She asked me if she could microwave it and against my better judgement, in my rush, I caved and said, "Yes, but only for 30 seconds!" 
Several MINUTES later, I walked through the kitchen and heard a hissing sound coming from the microwave that was STILL heating the bottle. I stood in front of the microwave, looked in and saw the bottle spewing water out of the nipple, which was blown up like a balloon! I was exasperated that Bethany didn't listen and I called for her to come at once. As she walked into the kitchen, I stood facing the open door of the microwave, bottle still spewing. "Bethany Rose! What did I say?! Look at -" Like a rocket the bottle shot out of the microwave, hot water splashed all over my face as the bottle whizzed past my head and landed on the counter behind me, the nipple was across the room on the floor!!
I staggered back and Joe, who had watched from the side of the room exclaimed, "Miranda! Are you okay?!" 
I stared at him, like a senseless bird who just flew into a window. Was I burned? I couldn't tell. 
Again, he asked me, this time louder like maybe I couldn't hear, "Are you okay?!"
"I don't know!", I said, and at the same time burst out laughing. 
I was so frustrated that Bethany did not listen and at the same time in disbelief of what just happened and so I told her she almost killed me, as I laughed and wiped my face with a towel. The daily drama in this house, it's no wonder I can't find time to blog.
I can't believe it's been a month since I blogged last. What a fast month that was! Hazel is 8 months now! She hasn't slept through the night in about 4 months. I love her to death but boy am I tired. 
She is scooting all around the house and putting anything she can find into her mouth. She isn't crazy about baby food however. It's a chore getting her to eat solids, milk is her favorite and she is such a chunk too. She has almost completely weaned herself from nursing, it makes me a little sad but it's also been freeing to have others able to give her milk. She has always been such a content and happy girl but it would be mice if she decided to sleep through the night again sometime soon! 

Following my last blog post, the stomach virus ended up running through the rest of the family. It was a fiasco of intense craziness. The grand finale was Anne, Brady, Jenna and Bethany all going down together at the same time and I just went from one to the next over and over, non stop for hours, holding bowls and dumping puke. It was memorable, almost funny, but I couldn't even laugh it was such a sight. Instead I pretty much lost it and I think it took me a week to recover from the insanity. To date, it is at the top of my list as one of the most unbelievable motherhood moments dealing with sick kids.

We have had our fill of sickness, flu then stomach virus. It took a month and my mental health to get over it. Even our computer had a virus! That was scariest of all because I thought I may have lost 3 or 4 years worth of pictures. Thankfully $160 will buy you alot!
February has been showing off with its many gorgeous sunsets and warm spring like days. There have been daffodils picked, a campfire made, I painted a new-to-me old porch swing, we've gone to Bernheim twice, read Mary Poppins, Elsie Piddocks Skips in Her Sleep, Amos Fortune Free Man and now The Lamplighter and Mary Poppins Comes Back. Joseph won first place in an archery tournament! We bought a new couch for our new house!
This month was one year since we closed on our house we sold and moved in with my mom. It's gone really quickly. Don't they all? It just so happened that this same month is the one we signed a contract on our new home. We are very excited! Our new house has almost everything we wanted and more, privacy and lots of room for the kids to play outside. I'm excited to make a home again, most of our household items have been in storage for a year, the kids think it will be like Christmas unpacking and I'm sure it will be fun.

In the midst of making plans for our new house, making grocery runs, dropping kids off at archery practice, ballet and piano lessons, getting up in the mornings to stumble to the coffee pot, I've spent many hours of this past month listening to Sally Clarkson's podcasts. It has been such a source of encouragement and affirmation. She inspires and challenges in my motherhood and in my relationships. She has a gift for teaching and I've gleaned so much from simply listening to her share her honest struggles and abundant wisdom. 
I always hope to be back soon to blog something with more substance, I wonder if I'll ever get to the place of filling like I wrote a cohesive or coherent blog post. It hard to let go of my desire to write more but it's not in the writing but in the living that the greatest joy is found. It is better to live in the moments and truly experience the wonders of life, than to write about things never lived. 

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