Sitting at the table, during dinner, kj, out of no where, busts out with, "When I grow up, I'm gonna be a grown woman with a hairy chest." we laughed so hard we cried and nearly had all our food fall out of our mouths!! Where does she come up with this stuff?? Lol
When asked why she said that, she said, "because I wanted to make you guys laugh." --and that, she did!!!
Kryssa Joyce, we love your entertaining personality -always. ♥
June 16, 2012
June 14, 2012
**Low Battery**
Today was a busy day, in my book —full of repetitive 'to-do' items. Here are some nitty gritty details...
Woke up at 7:15am (considered a "late" day but I still really struggled waking up). Woke KJ up. Showered and dressed, while she "accidentally" fell back asleep. :( Finally got her out of bed. Gave her morning instructions, "Get dressed, brush your teeth, get your shoes on, get something for breakfast, I need to fix your hair...", while I put my make-up on. Fixed her lunch. Brushed and fixed her hair. Drove KJ to her summer camp. Got out. Walked and signed KJ in. Walked back to car. Drove 15 mins, back home... tidied up a bit. Drove back to KJ's summer camp to watch their little "parade" (super cute!). Drove back home. Gave KJ some instructions, "wash your hands, feed your puppy, clean your room...". Cooked lunch. Started cleaning dishes. Started beans for dinner. Tidied house again. Left house and came right back (about 30 mins). Sat for about 30 mins. Washed dishes. Cleaned kitchen. Started working on dinner: mexican rice, sour cream chicken enchiladas, crockpot beans with a turkey leg (yum!). Set the table. Served dinner. Sat for about an hour. Packed food for Chris's work, rice and beans and the left over enchiladas (they are doing a potluck tomorrow. So, I had planned to make a ton of rice —that's what he wanted to take. He really liked the beans and wanted to share with people at his work. And the enchiladas? Well, I didn't know he wanted them on corn tortilla; I specifically remember him telling me he wanted them on flour. So, we didn't care much for the flour tortilla version. lol). Packed the rest of the left overs for us to keep. Made room in fridge for all the packed food. Cleared the table. Washed more dishes (pots and pans -uck!). Came to comp to blog.
*why do days like these sometimes feel more tiring than I remember a 12 hour work day, out of the house, felt?? It was just non-stop. All day, there was something that needed to be cleaned up, thrown in trash, taking to the recycling bin, put in laundry bins, picked up from the floor, put back where it belongs... I was on my feet, in the 'go-go-go mode', from 12:00pm until about 7:30. Then I only sat to eat and rest for a while before I continued through the night. :( These are only details that I currently remember. With the new pup, it seems as though my mind never rests now. :( I'm always wondering if she's chewing on something? is she being careful with her incision site —as it heals? is she eating something that could harm her? is Roxy, our almost 3 yr old dog, being a bully to her?...
Somewhere in there I also did "mommy duties" and worked with the new pup —worked on "bed" and "sit". I guess it wasn't that busy... I must just be 'running on low' already since it's Thursday?? Who knows. I should be asleep right now; yet, here I am... lol
My body is super exhausted today. And now, because of my new dose of Melatonin, I'm super sleepy!! :) I'm really looking forward to tomorrow —Friday!!
Woke up at 7:15am (considered a "late" day but I still really struggled waking up). Woke KJ up. Showered and dressed, while she "accidentally" fell back asleep. :( Finally got her out of bed. Gave her morning instructions, "Get dressed, brush your teeth, get your shoes on, get something for breakfast, I need to fix your hair...", while I put my make-up on. Fixed her lunch. Brushed and fixed her hair. Drove KJ to her summer camp. Got out. Walked and signed KJ in. Walked back to car. Drove 15 mins, back home... tidied up a bit. Drove back to KJ's summer camp to watch their little "parade" (super cute!). Drove back home. Gave KJ some instructions, "wash your hands, feed your puppy, clean your room...". Cooked lunch. Started cleaning dishes. Started beans for dinner. Tidied house again. Left house and came right back (about 30 mins). Sat for about 30 mins. Washed dishes. Cleaned kitchen. Started working on dinner: mexican rice, sour cream chicken enchiladas, crockpot beans with a turkey leg (yum!). Set the table. Served dinner. Sat for about an hour. Packed food for Chris's work, rice and beans and the left over enchiladas (they are doing a potluck tomorrow. So, I had planned to make a ton of rice —that's what he wanted to take. He really liked the beans and wanted to share with people at his work. And the enchiladas? Well, I didn't know he wanted them on corn tortilla; I specifically remember him telling me he wanted them on flour. So, we didn't care much for the flour tortilla version. lol). Packed the rest of the left overs for us to keep. Made room in fridge for all the packed food. Cleared the table. Washed more dishes (pots and pans -uck!). Came to comp to blog.
*why do days like these sometimes feel more tiring than I remember a 12 hour work day, out of the house, felt?? It was just non-stop. All day, there was something that needed to be cleaned up, thrown in trash, taking to the recycling bin, put in laundry bins, picked up from the floor, put back where it belongs... I was on my feet, in the 'go-go-go mode', from 12:00pm until about 7:30. Then I only sat to eat and rest for a while before I continued through the night. :( These are only details that I currently remember. With the new pup, it seems as though my mind never rests now. :( I'm always wondering if she's chewing on something? is she being careful with her incision site —as it heals? is she eating something that could harm her? is Roxy, our almost 3 yr old dog, being a bully to her?...
Somewhere in there I also did "mommy duties" and worked with the new pup —worked on "bed" and "sit". I guess it wasn't that busy... I must just be 'running on low' already since it's Thursday?? Who knows. I should be asleep right now; yet, here I am... lol
My body is super exhausted today. And now, because of my new dose of Melatonin, I'm super sleepy!! :) I'm really looking forward to tomorrow —Friday!!
The Dogs and the Spiders —Uh, I mean, "the birds and the bees"...
Quick recap.
KJ was asking more in depth questions about why our new pup absolutely had to get spayed. She already knows about the dreadful "cycle" (because she asked me why I needed special "things" when I go potty. And then sometime later, also asked more about how babies are born.) so I mentioned how getting a pup spayed will also prevent the pup from having cycles (she already knew it prevents them from getting pregnant/having puppies).
Earlier, that day, Monday, she had been saying that she saw two spiders "mating". I kept asking how she knew they were mating and she was very certain when she answered. Something about the female being the larger spider and the male being the smaller spider and she saw it on some podcast or tv show. She said that they were definitely mating because they were together like when spiders mate. So, since it was on her mind, I guess that's why the other questions came later...?
So, on the day we picked up the pup, she asked if male dogs needed the surgery too and I explained, yes, but it's a different surgery, "preventing them from making babies" (I guess I kind of knew this would be coming sooner or later). Then on Monday evening, she asked again about why male dogs needed a surgery if they don't get pregnant. I took a moment to think and just repeated what I had already told her —how it prevents the making of a baby. So, since she was hooked on saying that she saw the spiders mating and that there would soon be baby spiders, I used that to help her understand. I said something along the lines of Just like a male and female spider "mate" to make baby spiders, it's the same for dogs. A male dog and a female dog "mate" to make baby puppies. And the absolute best part of the night for me was when she then said, "Oh! (here I thought she was putting it all together, somehow, on her own...) So a male dog and a female dog use their special powers to make a baby?!?". I literally laughed so quietly, and tried to not let her notice, that I ended up crying. The tears probably also came once I realized that THE TALK was basically happening and I just wasn't sure how I felt about it. Yes, there are many other things/details that take place with THE TALK —but not with a seven year old... or at least I hope she doesn't keep asking questions right now...
Then it got a bit more challenging, for me, since I was not about to let my child believe that we all have "special powers" that we use to make babies. If I would have let her continue thinking that way, I'm sure the next thing out of her mouth would have been, "So why don't y'all have special powers??!" LOL So, when I told her "no", it let to the next question, "so how does a male dog make a baby then?". I told her that it was a very good question and I would need to think about how exactly to answer that for her. She went on about who knows what and then I decided just to give her the facts, as vaguely as possible??... long story short, I reminded her about how females release an egg, once a month —the whole "cycle talk" that we had already had— and that male dogs have what are called sperm. I explained that they are super duper tiny and microscopic and that in order for puppies to be created, the sperm comes together with the egg and then it could form into a baby.
Next question, "so then are we like that too?" (geez! the questions never ended!!) I simply answered "yes." I reminded her about our "how babies are formed in the mom" talk that we had, hoping that she would NOT ask the next obvious question, HOW the sperm and egg come together!. By this point, we were already out of the car, at our destination. But she had just one more question, "So, why haven't you gotten pregnant then? do YOU not have the eggs?"... :(
I'm glad she understood. I'm glad I was able to calmly and very normally answer her questions, but I was a bit sad that she understands it enough to know that something is just not right with me. We stopped, briefly, and I explained to her that my body just isn't working the way it should. I told her, that for a while, I was on a medication that was supposed to help my body "make the eggs" because sometimes it's just not that easy for everyone. I reassured her that it doesn't mean that I am "sick" in any way. I told her that it just shows me how special and different we all are and how God has very specific plans for each of us. I told her that I trust God and whatever he has planned for our family. I gave her a HUGE kiss on the cheek and reminded her that conversations like that should be between her and mommy and daddy —that those kind of conversations could make other people uncomfortable; so we should keep it private. She smiled and said, "I know, I know. We won't talk about this inside." (we were about to go in to a restaurant). I reminded her that she can always ask us anything and that I love being able to answer her questions. :)
It was a very very bitter sweet moment. I love the fact that we have made it regular conversation —nothing awkward or uncomfortable (even though I'm not always sure how much to answer, at what age it's appropriate. I keep reminding Chris that if she doesn't get the answers from us, she is going to get them from somewhere...) and I love the fact that she knows she can ask us anything (I hope that lasts forever!). However, it was a very very sad moment realizing that she isn't completely lost in her imaginative play-world anymore either —where dogs use their special powers to have puppies! ;) hee hee
June 11, 2012 will always be remembered.
Here's to "Special Powers" as we continue on our TTC journey. :)
(lol)
KJ was asking more in depth questions about why our new pup absolutely had to get spayed. She already knows about the dreadful "cycle" (because she asked me why I needed special "things" when I go potty. And then sometime later, also asked more about how babies are born.) so I mentioned how getting a pup spayed will also prevent the pup from having cycles (she already knew it prevents them from getting pregnant/having puppies).
Earlier, that day, Monday, she had been saying that she saw two spiders "mating". I kept asking how she knew they were mating and she was very certain when she answered. Something about the female being the larger spider and the male being the smaller spider and she saw it on some podcast or tv show. She said that they were definitely mating because they were together like when spiders mate. So, since it was on her mind, I guess that's why the other questions came later...?
So, on the day we picked up the pup, she asked if male dogs needed the surgery too and I explained, yes, but it's a different surgery, "preventing them from making babies" (I guess I kind of knew this would be coming sooner or later). Then on Monday evening, she asked again about why male dogs needed a surgery if they don't get pregnant. I took a moment to think and just repeated what I had already told her —how it prevents the making of a baby. So, since she was hooked on saying that she saw the spiders mating and that there would soon be baby spiders, I used that to help her understand. I said something along the lines of Just like a male and female spider "mate" to make baby spiders, it's the same for dogs. A male dog and a female dog "mate" to make baby puppies. And the absolute best part of the night for me was when she then said, "Oh! (here I thought she was putting it all together, somehow, on her own...) So a male dog and a female dog use their special powers to make a baby?!?". I literally laughed so quietly, and tried to not let her notice, that I ended up crying. The tears probably also came once I realized that THE TALK was basically happening and I just wasn't sure how I felt about it. Yes, there are many other things/details that take place with THE TALK —but not with a seven year old... or at least I hope she doesn't keep asking questions right now...
Then it got a bit more challenging, for me, since I was not about to let my child believe that we all have "special powers" that we use to make babies. If I would have let her continue thinking that way, I'm sure the next thing out of her mouth would have been, "So why don't y'all have special powers??!" LOL So, when I told her "no", it let to the next question, "so how does a male dog make a baby then?". I told her that it was a very good question and I would need to think about how exactly to answer that for her. She went on about who knows what and then I decided just to give her the facts, as vaguely as possible??... long story short, I reminded her about how females release an egg, once a month —the whole "cycle talk" that we had already had— and that male dogs have what are called sperm. I explained that they are super duper tiny and microscopic and that in order for puppies to be created, the sperm comes together with the egg and then it could form into a baby.
Next question, "so then are we like that too?" (geez! the questions never ended!!) I simply answered "yes." I reminded her about our "how babies are formed in the mom" talk that we had, hoping that she would NOT ask the next obvious question, HOW the sperm and egg come together!. By this point, we were already out of the car, at our destination. But she had just one more question, "So, why haven't you gotten pregnant then? do YOU not have the eggs?"... :(
I'm glad she understood. I'm glad I was able to calmly and very normally answer her questions, but I was a bit sad that she understands it enough to know that something is just not right with me. We stopped, briefly, and I explained to her that my body just isn't working the way it should. I told her, that for a while, I was on a medication that was supposed to help my body "make the eggs" because sometimes it's just not that easy for everyone. I reassured her that it doesn't mean that I am "sick" in any way. I told her that it just shows me how special and different we all are and how God has very specific plans for each of us. I told her that I trust God and whatever he has planned for our family. I gave her a HUGE kiss on the cheek and reminded her that conversations like that should be between her and mommy and daddy —that those kind of conversations could make other people uncomfortable; so we should keep it private. She smiled and said, "I know, I know. We won't talk about this inside." (we were about to go in to a restaurant). I reminded her that she can always ask us anything and that I love being able to answer her questions. :)
It was a very very bitter sweet moment. I love the fact that we have made it regular conversation —nothing awkward or uncomfortable (even though I'm not always sure how much to answer, at what age it's appropriate. I keep reminding Chris that if she doesn't get the answers from us, she is going to get them from somewhere...) and I love the fact that she knows she can ask us anything (I hope that lasts forever!). However, it was a very very sad moment realizing that she isn't completely lost in her imaginative play-world anymore either —where dogs use their special powers to have puppies! ;) hee hee
June 11, 2012 will always be remembered.
Here's to "Special Powers" as we continue on our TTC journey. :)
(lol)
June 5, 2012
June 4, 2012
I am a _______________ Mom.
What's your 'fill in the blank' word this month?
Last month i filled in that blank with CHEER. This month, I will fill it in with SOCCER. I honestly have NO idea what I'm doing. lol I know nothing about soccer. My daughter knows more than I do. My hubby knows nothing about soccer... but here we go!
I rate the outdoors to be about a 6 (10 being the worst), during the hot months. during the spring and winter, I LOVE the outdoors. KJ probably loves it just about as much as I do —she can't stand the bugs (ants, mosquitoes, flies, bees, etc.). She's terrified to accidentally come in contact with poison ivy. So, I can almost picture it now: her screaming and crying on the field, terrified to move, because she saw ONE, yes ONE, ant... earlier! LOL ...but here we go!
I want to see her succeed. I want to learn the game. I want to let her experience all the things she wants to. I am really hoping that I have what it takes, as her mom, to push her just enough, not too much, to conquer those little, to her, huge, fears and annoyances.
If you have any tips or scriptures to help us begin this journey, I'd truly truly appreciate it!!
First soccer meeting, here we come!! (tonight at 6:45...outdoors.) ;P
Last month i filled in that blank with CHEER. This month, I will fill it in with SOCCER. I honestly have NO idea what I'm doing. lol I know nothing about soccer. My daughter knows more than I do. My hubby knows nothing about soccer... but here we go!
I rate the outdoors to be about a 6 (10 being the worst), during the hot months. during the spring and winter, I LOVE the outdoors. KJ probably loves it just about as much as I do —she can't stand the bugs (ants, mosquitoes, flies, bees, etc.). She's terrified to accidentally come in contact with poison ivy. So, I can almost picture it now: her screaming and crying on the field, terrified to move, because she saw ONE, yes ONE, ant... earlier! LOL ...but here we go!
I want to see her succeed. I want to learn the game. I want to let her experience all the things she wants to. I am really hoping that I have what it takes, as her mom, to push her just enough, not too much, to conquer those little, to her, huge, fears and annoyances.
If you have any tips or scriptures to help us begin this journey, I'd truly truly appreciate it!!
First soccer meeting, here we come!! (tonight at 6:45...outdoors.) ;P
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