Rocking Motherhood in 10 different ways – despite chronic illness

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When I saw that Natalie from?Surviving Life’s Hurdles?tagged me in a post about ‘Rocking Motherhood’, I felt both flattered and a bit nervous. ?If you ask my husband, one of the biggest things that…

Happy Mother’s Day

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I was talking to my mom the other day. She asked me how things were going and we were talking about some of the difficulties with daily activities and ways we have adapted.

I mentioned to her that I have to remind Greg when we are out to walk in front of me. The reason is I use him as a guide in crowded places. Being out in public crowded places can be so mentally tiring. Constantly watching for others, watching my feet, anticipating balance issues. Fearing bumping someone or their child. It’s easier for me if I have him in front to kind of guide me through crowds. Also I am more at ease if I know he’s in front so I can reach out for him if I am having balance issues. I said to my mom he always forgets. Now I know he’s trying to do the…

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Children’s Parties for Spoonie Parents

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So, we have survived my daughter’s 7th birthday party!  A couple of months ago, I decided to mistakenly  ask her what she wanted to do for her birthday: a lovely family day out at the beach?  A trip to see Disney on Ice?  Going to a pottery studio?  No! A pizza party at home with a few of her friends, party games and, most importantly, a pizza cake!

‘Can we handle that?’, I asked myself.  The stress of sorting out the house, organising food and entertainment for a group of sugar-fuelled, Katy-Perry-loving girls?  In the past, it would have been easy, but nowadays things are trickier due to how quickly tiredness creeps up on me and stops me from having the energy to shop and organise.  But yes. I was going to do this – with the help of my husband and some clever planning.  The more that I looked…

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My Artist

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Brooke (15 yrs. old) has always been into art.  She will do any kind of art: painting, drawing, sculpture, knitting, etc…  She’s always been pretty good at it too.  This is a painting she did for her grandmother to put in her beach house.  She first did a small version to work out the details, and then did the larger version to give away.

Unfortunately for Brooke, I have not been good about helping her pursue her talent.  She has chosen to do gymnastics, horseback riding, and cheerleading that has taken up a great deal of time.  Now she has taken up golf as well.  However, she is at a school now that has an International Baccalaureate program and art is part of the IB course offerings.  Therefore, she will take art the next 3 years.  I am excited about the possibilities and what she will learn and create.

Brooke…

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Did anybody else eat chocolate for breakfast?

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Who's My Favorite Today?

So I am not winning “mother of the year” again…….  Yes, I allowed Kate to eat chocolate for breakfast – a chocolate bunny to be specific.  Okay, not the whole thing.  Usually I make an attempt at breakfast every Easter and make sure the kids eat something other than candy.  Nope.  Not this year.  We had to hurry out to church for me to teach the youth and we totally skipped breakfast.  I did not do my best parenting today and Kate ate A LOT of candy.

My rationale is that I don’t usually let her eat a great deal of candy.  Also, I was pretty strict with the big girls and they didn’t get to eat much candy – well not at much as Kate anyway.  I have discovered that the big girls have turned out okay and like to eat healthy.  I figure that if I only allow…

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Today’s Featured Blog is…Erichmichaels!

Erichmichaels!!

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Father’s Day. He always started off the week leading up to Father’s Day coming up with all the possible excuses not to visit his father. A presentation that needed tweaking, a new romance that needed coaxing…something. However, when it came right down to it, he always made the trip; this year would be no exception. He sat on the edge of the hotel bed, staring at his hands, thinking about how different he and his father were. He slowly rotated his hands around looking at the well manicured nature of them, the pushed back cuticles, the perfectly trimmed nails and the buttery, softness of his hands, and he felt acutely ashamed. He clenched his fists, feeling his trimmed nails bite into his palms. He would wait until dark to make the trip, so there would be less chance of other visitors.

A few hours later, he walks out of the…

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Proms and 3 Year Olds

Who’s My Favorite Today?

Who's My Favorite Today?

Because of the 15 year age difference between my oldest daughter (Avery) and my youngest (Kate), we are often in unusual situations.  For instance, Avery was the only one of her friends that had a toddler sibling at prom photos this past week.  (The photo above is Avery and Kate walking up to meet the rest of the group for photos before the prom.)  Some others had siblings there, but they were all within 5 years of each other.  Because of this, Kate is kind of an anomaly for the group.  A cute anomaly.  All the “big kids” as we call them, know Kate and adore her.  They wanted her in their prom photos and some wanted to take individual photos with her.  She’s like their little mascot.

On the other hand, Kate is the only one of her preschool friends with teenage sisters/siblings.  None of her friends even know…

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Morning Song series ‘Wednesday’

Mellix Life!

Mellix Life

I apologize in advance.

Yes…this is the song we sing every Wednesday on the way to school.

Yes…I randomly hear this stupid song in my head while I’m at work. Brain cells lost every.single.time.

In closing…I apologize 🙂

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Where are you from?

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Aaron: “I’m from Charleston.”

Isaiah: “I’m from your mom…ooooohhh!!! Wait…I guess I am because I was in mom’s belly.”

Aaron: “Well, I’m actually from dust. God made me from the dust on the ground.”

Me: “Alright Bishop…”

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