Lessons learned

I felt like I should catch up for all the time we have been in St. George before we close this chapter and move on to the next one in our lives. (Hence the plethora of posts in the last few days)
The last 7 weeks have been a time of growing for me. And as it is with most growing there have been some growing pains. It has been a challenging time, but it has been a good time as well. I have learned new things about myself some good, some not so good. I have become more aware of the struggles of single moms, though I don't pretend to be in the same boat. And I have come to have a deeper appreciation for Chris, and all he is and does in my life. So, true to my list making semi OCD self, here are 10 things I will take from the last 7 weeks.

1. I CAN do hard things. I don't like to do them, but I am capable of doing things that aren't fun or easy. When given a challenge I can rise up to it.

2. A mom is meant to have a dad. I have always believed that, but that truth is ingrained on my heart now. Men and Women complete each other. They are two unique parts to one greater whole. One without the other will be lacking no matter how hard they may try. Divine design has made it so.

3. When under copious amounts of stress my body slowly breaks down. I witnessed this in college but after having a stomach bug, tonsillitis, strep, and cold in the last month I was reminded that my body all but gives up when stress hits the higher end of the scale.

4. You should never undermine what someone else is feeling. Let me explain. A few times in the past 7 weeks I have made comments such as "This is one of the harder things I have done", "I feel like I just can't take one more stress right now", "I am so happy this is almost over". To which I have received replies such as "Oh, it could be so much worse, you could have a husband in the military" or "This is just the beginning of your stress, if you can't handle this you are in trouble" and "Once this is over there will just be a new set of problems". -- Now, don't get me wrong. I agree with what they say. It could be worse. I am grateful my husband isn't off fighting in another country, and I am ever so grateful for those men and women who are. I do know that life isn't going to be a barrel of laughs and a bouquet of roses from here on out. I am not naive to the reality of life. But that doesn't mean that right then, in that very moment I wasn't allowed to feel sad, or stressed, or relieved or whatever it was I was feeling. When people would respond to me that way I was often left feeling worse because it seemed they thought me ungrateful, or weak. I read a quote a few weeks back which read " Telling someone they can not be sad because someone might have it worse is like telling someone they can not be happy because someone else might have it better." when I read that I felt like shouting "AMEN!" at the top of my lungs.  Sometimes people just need a little sympathy instead of a reminder that it could be worse.

5. With that being said, Attitude is everything. Your attitude determines 90% of how your day will go. It is okay to feel sad for a moment, it is okay to be overwhelmed for a time. But you have to pick yourself up and move forward because nobody else can do that for you. Speaking positively to yourself and about your situation can do wonders for the way you feel

6. When it rains it pours. That is just the way it is in life. But I am hoping that means when it is sunny, it is the most beautiful day of all.

7. Everything is easier to handle with Chris by my side. Even if it is something he can do nothing about. Having him with me gives me a strength and fortitude that I have yet to find on my own.

8. We have amazing families. I already knew this but they have proved it again. We are loved, and blessed and if we are ever truly in need we will have many willing hands to help.

9. Buying a house is the most stressful process ever. Period.

10. Chris is the love of my life  of my eternity. There is no one else on this planet I would rather raise my kids with, and spend my nights with. He is the jelly to my peanut butter. :) He understand me in a way no one else does. He could never be replaced.

And with that we move forward. On to new and exciting things. I spent the last few days gathering every item we own that's left in St. George. And although I've come up short one shoe for Addison (How did I lose a shoe?)  My sewing scissors (Whaaa!) and a few other odds and ends we are ready. 4 days from now and we will be in a new place that will soon be home. We will be dealing with new stresses and maybe bigger headaches, who knows. But whatever we will be doing we will be doing it together, and there is no better way!

Mermaids and spiders and Batman, OH MY!

Halloween was all sorts of crazy for us this year. Here is a brief rundown.

The Monday Prior we carved pumpkins. 

Addi's                 Taycee's                  Kaden's

The backs

Halloween day started with Kaden's costume parade at school. I packed all four kids into the car and we were front and center around the track as Kaden Zoomed by... literally, he was running. We lucked out and he fit into Uncle Cam's old Batman costume. We were even more lucky that that was exactly what he had asked to be that year.

After the parade we went back home and started getting everyone else ready to head to grandmas work. They had a fun Halloween lunch and the kids wanted to show their costumes off.

 About a month ago Taycee wanted to be a ghost. Plain sheet two holes in it ghost. However, when she saw the mermaid costume that quickly changed. She loves all things beautiful and sparkly. So it fit her well. And what good is Halloween without some glitter and face paint? 

My beautiful little mermaid

Addi's costume came about because she already had red sparkly shoes in the closet. So Dorothy she was. The smallest Dorothy costume I could find was a 4T, so it was a bit big. But she didn't mind. 

Brielle's costume was a little modge podge of items. She had the spider jammies months ago, I have something against paying money for a babies costume. So I stuffed a few of Kaden's church socks with fluff, tied them together with black yarn and safety pinned them to the back of her spider jammies... WAHLA my little black spider.

After Grandmas work and Kaden's school I frantically started packing the car. We had gotten word from the moving company that morning that in order to have the car in Virginia when we landed we needed to ship it at 8:00 the next morning... from BRIGHAM! Which meant that I had about 16 hours to pack up everything that needed to be loaded into the storage shed in Layton for the moving truck to pick up and deliver it up north before my vehicle would need to be taken. I debated leaving right then, but couldn't bring myself to take away Halloween from the kids so we stuck around and waited til after trick or treating to take off.

Brielle did a lot of what I WANTED to do that day.

Me and my Halloween crew.

Off to Oz I suppose.

Aunt Cass was awesome and took the kids trick or treating while I finished up getting things ready at the house.

We ended up leaving St George at 8:00 pm. I arrived in Brigham loaded to the hilt... (seriously, like not 6 inches of extra room anywhere in the car plus a trailer on the back) just before 2 am.

I was more than a little nervous driving that late with all my kids alone, loaded with all of our belongings. Claudia and Kelly could see I was stressed about it. About 5 minutes after I left the house I got a call from Claudia saying they were on their way to drive up with me. I couldn't believe it. They drove from St George to Santaquin with me and then turned around and drove home because they had work in the morning. It was just one of the many times they have saved me these past 7 weeks. I was so grateful for their willingness to sacrifice their night, and sleep, and gas, to help me feel safe. They are the best.

Once we got up north we had a family Halloween party with my family. The best part was it was 2 days after Halloween. Jenny and I were Salt and Pepper 

My so awesome family ( Minus Chris and Brielle)

We did a road rally to kick things off. We had to do things such as

Gather a hair from someone at 7-11

Ring someones door bell and sing them a Halloween song

Ring someones door bell and say "I want to suck your blood"

Collect a bug from grandmas house

Go to the park and slide down the slide then take a silly picture

Put $1.11 worth of gas in your car

there were more, but you get the gist here are a few pics from our team

There were many more but Amy was in charge of pics so most of them are on her phone.

We had great food, and played lots more fun game. I wish I would have taken more pics of the night but I was managing four kids and just didn't have the time.

About halfway through the party I noticed dad and Addi were missing. I found the watching Finding Nemo together on his bed. :D

It was a fun and VERY busy Halloween. I can't say that Halloween is my favorite Holiday, but this year we definitely did it to the max.

My babies

Being a mom is an adventure. A mac n' cheese, poopy diaper, giggles and hugs adventure. And as hard as I try we spend a lot of days looking like this...

But being a mom has it's perks, like endless cuddles and smiles from little babes.

And the day when your 4 year old actually sits down and says "Hey mom, take some pictures of me" vs. the days when you were holding suckers and bribing out smiles.

Nothing beats watching your chubby fingered toddler blow kisses and say "see you, luw you" then run away giggling. 

Or looking into her beautiful sky blue eyes and seeing a glimpse of all the incredible things she will be and do.

And there are the bitter sweet moments. Like looking at your little boy that isn't so little anymore. Being so proud of the smart and kind boy that he is but missing the little buddy who use bust up laughing at the toast popping out of the toaster.

Seriously though, when did he get to be so grown up?

At least there is still a lot of goofy left in him.

And oh... those dimples.

Dear babies,

  You are my life. You are in every moment of my days. You make life full and crazy. You push my limits and make me grow. You teach me about what life is really about. You make me better.

Thank you for letting me be your mom.

xoxo-

Your momma.

4 months looks good on you

My pretty little lady turned 4 months last week and it's safe to say,

4 months is looking good on her. :)

 (Although, I also have to say that I would keep her 4 weeks old forever!)

At 4 months old our littlest angel is

Grabing for her toys

 Observing everything there is around her. 

 Trying to sit all on her own. Her bumbo would be ideal but unfortunately it is still in storage so we have to improvise.

 Drooling. A LOT! It started about 2 weeks ago. She is constantly chewing on her fingers and drooling down my arm :) We thought she might be teething but there are no signs of teeth breaking through yet.

Getting stronger and stronger. She is really good at holding her head up and has even rolled over a handful of times. 

 Giving heart melting smiles to everyone.

I haven't quite made it in to her 4 month well check yet so I don't have any stats. But she is healthy, and happy. :)

Tid Bits

Life around these parts has been on the higher end of the stressful scale lately. It is amazing the strain not having a daddy around puts on a family. We all miss him dearly.

Last week if you would have come to visit during the day you would of had your choice between

Road Rash

 

Ear ache

 Or Butt Rash (major, severe, raw, bleeding butt rash)

Luckily we lived through that week and this week we are only plagued by colds all around.

I've been trying to not let these 7 weeks pass by without documenting and keeping track of the little things, even though I have been wishing the clock to tick by at triple speed. :D

Kaden found this creepy guy while riding his bike last week.

 Addi thought it was a little friend and tried to pick it up. I stopped her and then took her far far away.

Kadens first grade picture. I didn't order any but I loved his little toothless smile.

Taycee made a "fort" for her and Brie. 

Brie's "intelligent" look.

After 45 minutes of blood curdling screams She finally sacked out just like this.

A few other tid bits 

Kaden was student of the month this month. When I asked him why he got it he said "I think it was just because I raised my hand all the time"

Addison is obsessed with books, she has one in her hand 80% of the day.

again

Taycee is really in to cooking with me now. She sits on the counter next to me and helps "cook" whatever it is I happen to be making.

We are in the final countdown of days til we see our daddy I think it might just be our most Thankful Thanksgiving to date.