Archive for September, 2009

Nashville

Three words: So! Much! Fun!

Nashville was an amazing time with amazing friends (A BIG fat thanks to Nicole and Kristin!). I forgot what it was like to be surrounded by people who actually get you. I came back more exhausted than rested, but it was all worth it! The conference kept us busy pretty much the entire time, but I did get to go out and see some of Nashville Saturday night.

The whole conference was an amazing experience. The general sessions were all filled with wonderful music and great speakers. I attended a Plumb concert Friday night. The classes we got to choose to take were all full of absolutely superb information. The trip overall was a really lovely spiritual experience. All of my spiritual holes were filled and I’m here feeling refreshed! Which honestly, after the last while, I’m overdue for.

I left the whole thing feeling loved (by great friends and God), and also empowered as a mom and Child of God.

The resort the conference was held at was gorgeous (Gaylord Opryland), and I can’t wait to go back with my husband some day! It was wonderful to get away, but I’m happy to be back home. I was absolutely More >

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Park, Take 2.

We ventured back to the park today. It’s the second day of Fall and it actually feels like Fall. That’s tremendous for Texas. I’m sure that summer will be back next week, but for now we decided to take advantage of the cool weather.

Adrien was pretty pleased with a puddle he found to throw pebbles into, and Jude just enjoyed climbing on things. No pants-poop to report today.

I was relishing the long-sleeve weather.

Bratty Birthdays

I recently found out an old acquaintance from high school sent out invitations to her son’s first birthday party, upon which were listed a host of registry locations. That’s right. Registry locations. For birthday presents. In what society is that acceptable? I was only made aware of this because a friend of mine received said invitation and put up a little blurb on Facebook about it.

Registries are great tools…for things like weddings and babies. But birthdays? Come. On. Are we trying to be so in control of our lives that we can’t even leave our kids’ birthday gifts up to serendipity. Sure, there’ll be a few what was that person thinking gifts unwrapped. In my opinion, that’s just part of it — and why man invented the gift receipt.

So registries for birthdays — tacky or trusty? Most people I asked, had the same exactly response: That’s crazy! My personal advice if you receive an invitation with registry locations listed? Purchase a gift from a store not listed, and try to make it a toy not requested. But maybe that’s just me trying to get under people’s skin.

The friend who received the invitation to buy pre-picked gifts got this response on her More >

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Poop at the Park

We had been at the park all of about 10 minutes today, when Adrien waddles up to me and confesses that he’d pooped in his pants. He hasn’t done that in a long time. And I can’t say I’d missed it. So we went back out to the car where I stripped him down in the back of my car and slapped a Jude-sized diaper on his bottom because — HEY — I pack a change of clothes for school, but not for every day life.

He whined the whole way home about wanting to stay at the park.

Me: “Sweetie, you can’t play at the park in just a diaper and a shirt. And you might be sick…”

Adrien: “No, I’M not sick, just my tummy is!”

Although I’d had all the plans in the world of getting cute pictures of both boys, I only scored these:

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Home from MOPS. Had fun. Listened to a former area director speak about the 6 needs of moms. It was good. It was funny. Good food, good coffee. And now I’m home, with two sleeping children. Oh yes, the sound of silence…etched over by my click-clacking fingers.

Next Thursday — that’s less than a week away — I’m heading out to Nashville for MOPS convention. I’ll be hanging out with my Tyler, TX MOPS moms. I miss them. Should be great times! I just feel so guilty for leaving the kids here. I know I need the break and all, but you know. When I signed up to go, I thought for sure Jude would be weaned. Didn’t think I’d still be breastfeeding a 14 month old. I also didn’t think we’d be back in Dallas. I thought we’d be most of the way through with his feeding therapy by now…not in our old house with no insurance to pursue any sort of therapy, let alone check up.

So I just feel bad about leaving him. I know Adrien will be fine. But Jude? That’s a whole other issue. He still insists on nursing off and on all night. He’s still co-sleeping More >