tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24341700657504449362024-03-05T15:14:34.550-05:00Momma Kitten on My Journey to Finding JoyMommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.comBlogger162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-59287892958053575892011-09-18T08:47:00.003-04:002011-09-18T09:13:36.174-04:00It just wasn't meant to beSo as I sit down here to write, I can't really find the words that truly describe how I feel about these past couple of months.<br /><br />We started the process to buy a house back at the very end of July. I have heard horror stories about dealing with the underwriters, and the banks with this process, and how much it stinks. I didn't think it was going to be close to ripping our family apart like trying to buy a house last year did. It became all to clear to me what needed to be important in our lives, and if that meant having one another in a small, tiny, itty bitty house, then that is ok with me. I have been getting some great ideas from people who truly live in <a href="http://tinyhouseblog.com/">tiny houses</a>. We were all packed up and ready to move when I had called it quits on the 8th of this month. We have been slowly unpacking since then. It just hurts to know you put your all into something, and then you have to back out because your loan officer can not fulfill their word. So, we are signing a new lease here, but only for months. In April, we will start looking for a larger house to rent, and plan on staying there for a good while.<br /><br />We are going through boxes, getting rid of the things that we don't need/want. Selling what we can, but also donating what doesn't sell. It is hard for me, especially when I go through clothes to not want to save everything. I look at it and say, I can re-purpose that, or ohh, it would look great as a fruit/veggie bag. So I am being careful on what I keep. We are trying to live a little more simply. We will see how it goes.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" border="0" /></a>DevoutKittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06043229939318539313noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-19887812150252180152011-08-17T07:24:00.004-04:002011-08-17T07:43:57.494-04:00Coming out of hiding...So, I am way over due to write a post. It doesn't seem correct that I have not written since December, but I looked back into my archives, and noticed I had started multiple entries, but I never hit Publish Post to any of them. I believe it is because I am always afraid to say something that I shouldn't post for the world to see, but when I sit back and think about it, the whole world can see my life if they really want to look into the windows of this boring house that is always in disarray. So, here it is world...
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<br />We initiated quite a big purchase a few weeks ago, it is a 5 bedroom, 3 bath house. It is located in North Avondale, it is conveniently only 2 blocks from Adam's Montessori school. It is on a corner lot, there is a detached garage, and a fairly large basement. There is an extra room off of the dinning room that will become a toy room for the twins, the kitchen is awesome. Plenty of counter space (which we have never had), and a lot, I do mean a lot of cabinet space. The yard, oh the yard! Being a corner lot, it has an amazing amount of space in the yard. Plenty of room for gardens for vegetables, flowers, and even Kyle's hops. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgVaRrd5UOZSfSH2Ra-PqSgonruvOdA4TTziPocP9jg5TN5lMdSWgw-V6yx0gjVCBQ_GE2l1J5tZyJmPi6D8AF4cNlZE4kq5UWW_E_kiZdsPv0M2gAt4mD08tx9WkQzlU0xvG1K32eU0/s1600/1274801_2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgVaRrd5UOZSfSH2Ra-PqSgonruvOdA4TTziPocP9jg5TN5lMdSWgw-V6yx0gjVCBQ_GE2l1J5tZyJmPi6D8AF4cNlZE4kq5UWW_E_kiZdsPv0M2gAt4mD08tx9WkQzlU0xvG1K32eU0/s320/1274801_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641787027879572914" border="0" /></a>
<br />This is a side view of the house, but you can get the idea of how large the house truly is!
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<br />On other fronts, Adam started back to school yesterday. He is in the 6th grade this year. He started at the Montessori school last May when he tested in. We were very unhappy with the way his other school was lacking in homework, and over all communication with us, so, we switched.
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<br />Kyle has taken the summer off of school, but he will be returning in a little over a month to finish off his last quarter. After that, we will see where the good Lord takes us!
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<br />I too took the summer off of school, and I plan on returning in the fall. I am not too sure on if I will be returning early or late fall due to buying the house, and moving.
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<br />The twins have been seeing a new doctor, she is in the psychology department at Childrens. She has done a wonderful job at helping us with alternative ways to parent and discipline the twins. Honestly, it is working out well. They still have days (like today) when they wake up and are just generally in a destroying mood. But, all in all we have been able to enjoy them a little more each day that passes. Once we move, and they have more room to run, I am certain that things will settle down.
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<br />Boring. Things are pretty much boring around here. There is a lot going on, but it is all boring mundane things. So if you stay tuned for the next post, I would be surprised ;)
<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" border="0" /></a>DevoutKittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06043229939318539313noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-31842963746745244132010-12-21T22:35:00.002-05:002010-12-21T22:36:19.761-05:00Dear Friends and Family<div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt">Dear Family and Friends, December 2010</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> Last year we got busy and did not have time to write a Christmas letter, and oversight for which many of you are undoubtedly thankful. This year, we are making another effort so that you will not become complacent. (Remember, though, that you can always avoid having to read our letter by the simple expedient of moving away.)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> The twins have been doing a lot of exploration (destruction) this year. Nathaniel and Aiden celebrated their third birthday in October. Being three years old is a big difference from being two. Three year olds have no sense of future, which means that you don’t have to advertise the event in advance. A three year old has it figured out WAY ahead of time and expects treatment appropriate to his exalted status. The birthday party itself was a wonderful quaint experience for all who came.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> Earlier in the year we decided to take an adventure and move away to Florida. As you can see our return address is still in Cincinnati, it is not because we vacation here for the winter, Florida was a bust. Upon realizing the house that was supposed to be flipped professionally, was barely flipped at all. There were little critters that did their best to eat us out of home, and I am not talking about the twins, we were able to correctly identify them as a wood burrowing ant. If you have not had your house inspected, we highly recommend the experience. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> Early in the summer we transported ourselves back to Ohio, the best decision we have made all year. After playing musical houses, we settled down in Clifton, near the gaslight district. Our house is tucked away in a little wooded area, and we have plenty of wild life. A white squirrel, some deer, and a cute little skunk, whom we have not formerly meet, thank the stars. Kyle is able to walk to school, Kat’s school is only a 2 minute drive, and Adam is the lucky one with an hour bus ride to and from school. But it is a small price to pay for him, since he was accepted into the college prep school that we were hoping for. The twins have not started pre-school yet, but they will once the New Year begins. With the new found obstacles that we have to face with the boys, we were trying to wait until we were settled in and comfortable again with our new schedules. Kat started working outside of the home at the end of August, while Kyle now goes to school and takes care of the kiddos. Kyle is rounding his last year of school, and Kat has a few years ahead of her. Kyle will become a historian, and Kat will be a sign language interpreter. We believe the twins will become artists, seeming as if they like to try out most every writing utensil on their bedroom walls. We have suggested that perhaps they would rather spend some time on the phone with their broker.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> Adam has been spending time with his nose deep in his books, and fingers light on the keyboard playing his computer game (he has advanced to a level seven in DDO, you should be jealous). With the new found love of dragons and mystical things, Adam is on cloud nine with the selection of books at the library, and he is able to relate more to his computer game. While the school work is getting harder, he is getting more and more advanced with each week that goes by. He never ceases to amaze me in the knowledge that he retains. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> All of us have decided that in the future when we want to go on an adventure and move again, we will be taking the in-laws, and our beloved Katie with us. It was a lot harder being away from everyone than we thought, May the season bring you a happy heart, and a full cookie jar!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: 10pt"> Kyle, Kat, Aiden, Nathaniel, and Adam</span></p></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-6749703372761189732010-12-21T22:27:00.002-05:002010-12-21T22:30:39.908-05:00I never really had the hang of this...<div>Blogging thing. I have been so bad at jotting notes down to add to this, heck even to just remember things. But, I am going to do my best to blog more frequently. I have to say, it really doesn't feel like Christmas is this Saturday... I have not been in the spirit at all. Is it because I have not been to church in months? Is it because I am thinking too much about my mom lately? Or could it be that I am secretly wishing I was still in Florida soaking up rays? Maybe it is all of the above and then some. But here it goes.... I am on the horse again, so you get to read my verbal vomit... I know... Oh joy!</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-31387180059099066802010-09-19T18:34:00.003-04:002010-09-19T18:53:58.506-04:00Feeling a little off... Trying to look up<div>You know. I have been trying to be optimistic... It is pretty hard with everything that has been going on since we left here and went to Florida, and then came back within 2 1/2 months (Yes I know I have not completely filled everyone in on that one... sorry). Life is so different. The kind of different I don't like. Things have changed too much, my marriage, my children, my friends, my church. That is the biggest for me. But how do I tell the man who has been given a calling that I am not getting my Sunday dose of JC the past 3 1/2 months since I have been back? I feel so distant from everyone at church, and I know it has a lot to do with my lack of participation. I feel distant from everyone to be perfectly honest. I feel as if I still live in Florida, but I get to see everyone, but I feel they don't see me. Maybe I am being a little childish, but I just feel so out of place now. Almost like an outsider. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am starting work in a week. I so need to get out of this house! I need to feel like an adult again. I need to feel like I am contributing to the household. But I also want to make sure that I am keeping my work life as work life, and my home life as home life. I start school again in November... I need to do this for me. </div><div><br /></div><div>Another thing I am doing for me, is I started doing the P90 workout and diet. It is pretty extensive, and I am looking forward to seeing results. The worst part of it all, was after I took the before pictures, I had to look at them.... WHOA! I am really looking forward to my 90 day pictures... heck even the 30 day ones. But, I need to work on my inside to reflect the outside... I am such a work in progress...</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-49117716563644588342010-07-23T21:49:00.004-04:002010-07-24T00:30:22.516-04:00SO much to post about, will you even read it all?xWOW! It has been way too long. SO the last time I blogged, it was about us moving to Florida. Well, we moved to Florida at the beginning of April, and then we moved back to Cincinnati the 3rd week of June. Here is the wonderful story around that.<br /><br />We moved down to Florida so the family could have an adventure, and for schooling for Kyle and I. Plus, why not have beautiful beaches, and the bay within minutes of the house? We found a steal of a house, that had been flipped. It was in a historical district, cobble stone streets, there was a lake that was across the way from us that even had an alligator in there for viewing (they fed him every morning). The birds that flew around the lake day in and day out we exotic, and beautiful, and the noise that they made in the morning was not disturbing, but it filled me with joy just knowing we were having an adventure.<br /><br />Some of the neighbours were just as kind as they could be. But, there were also the neighbours that I called Tampa police on at least 5-6 times a week. The house that they would sit in front of could be seen outside of my kitchen window. Drug deals would be made right out in plain sight. No one would think twice about it. No one cared. I cared. This was a wonderful town that we had moved into, and yes, there were some houses that were run down, but those houses were being turned around slowly but surely. But I was not going to sit back, and watch these hoodlums run the streets by selling drugs to every Joe that walked, biked, or drove down the street. Adam (my oldest) would walk home from school by the lake (honestly taking the long way off the bus to get just a little extra time away from the twins) and he would see them across the street smoking pot, or making another buck. He is not stupid, he new what was going on. So after having enough calls from me, Tampa police finally got me in contact with their drug line, and every time I would see an interaction, I would take down the licence plate number, or description of the person selling and the person buying. Tampa was not able to sit an undercover anywhere, because the sellers and buyers would always have watch outs, and then it would get back to the house, and activity would stop. So once they got enough information from me, they were able to shut them down, and there was a large bright orange sign on the house that said something to the effect of This is an active drug house, and anyone who can not show proof of residency will be arrested on spot. It made me feel really good to know that I shut down a drug house. I was not going to let that happen right outside of my house. But this was the least of our worries. <br /><br />We visited the beach twice. Once we went to the dog beach. I believe it was the 2nd week we were there. Emma Jean really liked it, but the boys were not too sure about the water and sand, it was pretty cold, and with there being dogs I couldn't really blame them. We went on a separate trip with just the two legged family members, and we had a blast! We made a day of it. We went early in the day, and went swimming for quite a while, played in the sand, and had lunch. Looked for some shells, played with the sea sponges that washed up on the beach, and then we went home. It was the best mothers day I could of ever had.<br /><br />At the end of April we got our new puppy Benton. We were at a dog fair looking for a dog that was bigger than Emma Jean, not a puppy, and one that did not have pit bull in his description. We walked into the expo, and it started right inside the gates, there were some vendors, and the Humane Society was there as well, inside there were TONS of vendors and other rescues. When we walked in the gates, we saw a few cute dogs, and hen we walked past Benton, and Emma perked up, and they did some circles around one another, we looked at his info, we found out that he was 11 months old, and that he was pit bull/hound mix. But he looked just like Emma Jean, there was no way he had pit in him, that was for sure. But he was the same size as Emma, 50 lbs. We had already told ourselves, that we didn't want a puppy. We decided to go inside and look at all of the other vendors. I don't think I have ever seen so many dogs in one place ever! We found a few dogs that we liked, but either they didn't get along with Emma or vice versa. Emma is the type of dog that she is either really likes the dog, or she hates it. Toward the end we found this HUGE dog, but it was at the pit rescue. His name was Boss. Him and Emma were pretty iffy with one another, and we took them outside and tried to walk them alone, and side by side. But it just was not going to happen. So we chalked the trip up to a fun time out as a family, getting to meet many animals that will eventually be wonderful members of other peoples families. As we walked out, I said "You know what, why don't we see if Benton is still here?". Just then, Emma pulled me forward and was wagging her tail, and low and behold, there was Benton. It was meant to be. If it was not for the age difference I would swear they were litter mates. They are happy as clams together. He is still not completely potty trained, he walks better on a leash than Emma, he eats like a horse, and he is the 8th member of our family (Kyle, the 3 boys, the turtle, the dogs, and I). <br /><br />We decided to become a greener family when we moved to Florida. We only used the reusable bags at the grocery store, library, etc. We started to grow our own herbs in a window garden. We only bought our fruits and vegetables locally. We rode our bikes everywhere. Kyle most of all was able to take part in this. He was only 2 miles away from work, and we only had the one car, so he would ride his bike to work rain or shine. It saved us on gas, and it allowed me to have the van if I needed it. We reduced our waste by half. We recycled 3 times more than we had before. We would use reusable bags at the fruits and veggie stands so we wouldn't have plastic bags. Turned off our lights if we were not using them. Kept our air conditioner at 78. We started using all natural cleaning products, as well a toiletries. The same with our napkins, papertowels, and even the babies diapers. They were all unbleached, and as natural as we could get them. Kyle and I were drinking shakes in the morning, we were taking vitamin B-12, the twins were taking their vitamins, as well as Adam. I know there are a lot of other things, I just can not remember them all right now. But overall, we were trying to do our part as much as we could.<br /><br />Now to the house. We found the house from our 2nd Realtor. We had two Realtors for different perspectives, and different houses. The first one, Monique was very sweet, younger and she had worked with us pretty well, but also told us that we would not find anything in the areas that we wanted to live in within our price range. The second Realtor, Evelina told us that we would not find anything for under 150k. Kyle wanted more of the historical districts because of the older trees, and well the history, and I wanted to live in the newer developed houses, but that were within the older towns. So when we went down, we took the first two days to take in the town and look at the houses we had on our lists on our own. Oh my. There were parts of Tampa that I would not even wish my worst enemy to live in. On Saturday we met up with Monique and went to the houses that were on her list for us to see. Some were in the areas that I would like to live in, and there were a few that Kyle would like as well. Most of them were not in our price range, and the ones that were, well one of them literally had a swamp in the backyard, and the other was in Suburbia hell. Since we didn't find anything that we could honestly call home that was on her list, at the end of the day, we told her that we would look over the list again, and we would get back to her. The very next day, Sunday, we had to meet with Evelina at 8am and start our day with her. She too had her long list of houses to go and look at. The first house that we went to go and look at, we got off at the Floribraska exit, and I told her that we had looked at a house off of this exit, and we had already ruled this neighborhood out, even though it was a historical neighborhood. She said that we needed to keep an open mind, she found a couple who have been flipping houses in this neighborhood for the past couple of years, and there is a house that she really wants us to see. So we went to the house, it was only two blocks off of the exit. We pull up to the house, it was cute. 5 bedroom, 1 bath. 85k. Right in our price range. We walked through the house, the bathroom and the kitchen were all Ikea, and there was tile all throughout, except for in the bedrooms there was carpet. The yard was all fenced in, and it was what we were looking for. The neighborhood was just not optimal, but there were cobble stones streets, two palm trees in the yard, and oak trees all around. It was 5 min from the Bay, 15 min from the beach, 5 min from downtown, and well prime location. The school that Adam would be going to was not a great school, but he would have been able to go to the magnet school after summer break, so he would only have 6 weeks of school at the public school. So we told the home owner that we would take all of the information and let him know toward the middle of the week if we had an answer. We went and looked at the other houses, there were one or two that I think that we liked, but we kept comparing them to the first house. We knew we had talked ourselves into that house by the time we had got back to the hotel at the end of the day. We called out Realtor the next day, and told her to get the papers going. It was our last day in Tampa, so we got manicures, and pedicures, and massages. We also had a great dinner. We left to come home early the next morning, and to get our house packed up, and ready to move our lives to Florida in less than a month.<br /><br />To be continued...<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-48580934165665388712010-02-08T12:04:00.002-05:002010-02-08T12:10:32.457-05:00Movin on up.So the dates have been moved up.... We are going down next week to look for houses. We are going from Feb 18-23. Oh will I be happy with 60 degree weather instead of 20 degree weather for that week! We really feel like we are being pushed out of this house. We have packed up everything that we need to pack up, other than what we need to live on. Can you tell that we are ready to go? I don't like the fact that we are having people waltz through our home, leaving snow and salt marks on the floors... I mop before they come so it looks nice, and for what? So they can track stuff all over them right afterward? GRRRR. We are just going to get a house that needs work. Kyle wants a house he can tinker on, do what we want to with it. Fix up the kitchen, bathrooms, bedrooms, and make it ours. So.... Sunny Florida here we come!<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-37172720315125339462010-01-29T11:30:00.004-05:002010-01-29T12:10:12.901-05:00Moving along<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCDkNyH0qCmTsDalqn8BWiDTX1eMBzLrajlNJSAf2F2vXWGg3C9ml8iogF4CcAQfB5XbClNH8wA9dNP6FYfdh-Nvfyxf72-wGGpu9tgTjfkdb7XmFvYT51DpH8iOSIVudQy2NnNgZRJ9v_/s1600-h/florida-clearwater-beach.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCDkNyH0qCmTsDalqn8BWiDTX1eMBzLrajlNJSAf2F2vXWGg3C9ml8iogF4CcAQfB5XbClNH8wA9dNP6FYfdh-Nvfyxf72-wGGpu9tgTjfkdb7XmFvYT51DpH8iOSIVudQy2NnNgZRJ9v_/s320/florida-clearwater-beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432200198571102706" border="0" /></a><br />This is CLearwater, FL. This is about 30 minutes from Tampa, Florida. What does this have to do with us your thinking... well a lot. Our landlord called us last week and said that she wanted to put the house up for sale in the spring. Our lease is up at the end of June. So we have until then to find another place to relocate our family of 5 (8 if you include the dog, turtle and frog). Kyle is ready to find a new college, he is tired of dealing with UC, and he is tired of trying to get his teaching degree here in Cincinnati. I on the other hand am able to get my Interpreter degree no matter where we go. Kyle and I have done a lot of talking and some planning this past week as to where we should relocate. We have fallen on love with Tampa. Kyle really likes Tampa University, and I have even found a college (Hillsborough Community College), and their Interpreter program is a straight up 2 year program (72 credit hours, CS's is 112). We have also done a lot of research on the neighborhoods we would like to live in, the crime rates are low, the real estate values are low, but the houses are beautiful, the schools for the kiddos are great, the deaf community there is awesome. Plus who wouldn't love to be next to the beach! Also, today here it is 17, there it is 72....<br /><br />It is going to be hard to move away from everyone, but we feel that this is something that we need to do for us. We need to be grown ups, and make grown up decisions. This being some of them. I am also excited that the fact that there is not an established Mommies network there yet... so I can start one as long as my application is approved! Great way for me to network and meet new friends for myself, Kyle and the boys. Finding a new church will be a hard thing to do, but searching and going to a few services at different churches will be nice, and finding the right fit for me will be a good experience. God will guide me to the right church.<br /><br />I feel really good about this. Kyle and Adam do too. The twins are young enough to where they are not going to care, they are just going to be excited to have a house they can still run around in, and the beach will be a plus for them!<br /><br />I will keep everyone updated on our journey!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-73372091043656548782009-11-26T11:19:00.002-05:002009-11-26T11:20:26.004-05:00Yeah! Party!There is nothing like a 5 day long party! Here is another one for you all! http://arewethereyetla5.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-5-of-our-blog-party.html<br /><br />I hope that everyone remembers what they are truly Thankful for today.<br /><br />In Him,<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-84405100954666790372009-11-25T07:00:00.001-05:002009-11-25T07:02:15.998-05:00I love this blogging Party!This wonderful woman is having another day to party! There are so many things to celebrate, and here is another one, A family is working very hard to bring home a very cute little boy with severe CP. http://www.jeremiahspromisejohn1418.blogspot.com/<br /><br />Here is the party: http://arewethereyetla5.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-4-of-our-blog-party.html<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-473870288763152042009-11-23T22:19:00.001-05:002009-11-23T22:20:44.888-05:00Another Party!I am so loving these parties, even if I don't win, to hear the stories, and to find the new blogs, and the items I am able to purchase to help out families is so awesome in itself!<br /><br />http://arewethereyetla5.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-3-of-our-blog-party.html<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-67245944105362476982009-11-23T21:58:00.001-05:002009-11-23T22:02:53.936-05:00Giveaway!!!Have you been to the blog party yet at <a href="http://www.arewethereyetla5.blogspot.com/">http://www.arewethereyetla5.blogspot.com/</a>? It a party to celebrate family, and everyone loves to celebrate families, and I know you love to have parties!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-73462380824767478622009-11-21T17:47:00.002-05:002009-11-21T17:57:11.780-05:00GratefulRight along with Thanksgiving, can we just skip it all together this year? I have just not been in the spirit at all. When my favorite music station started paying non Christ bearing Christmas carols 2 weeks before Christmas, I just wanted to crawl in a dark hole until the day after Christmas. I have so much to be thankful for, but there are a lot of things plaguing me as well. My days are spent much differently now. I am running a pretty tight ship, but I feel like I am going to fall over board some evenings after the boys go to bed... Father, if I trust You for my eternal salvation, why don't I trust You for my daily needs? Instill in me the peace that comes from casting all my cares to You. Help me wake up to saying this is a new day, I am rejoicing it, and going to bed being grateful for the day that I have had with You, and with my family Father.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-75060002468607047322009-11-11T11:18:00.006-05:002009-11-21T17:47:28.529-05:00For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It has been over 2 months since Adam has picked up his guitar. Even when we said if you don't start practicing again, we will sell the guitar, and we will keep the profit. He jut shrugged his shoulders. His grades are great, he came home with straight A's on his report card, I wouldn't of thought he would get less, but he did. He hasn't been doing chores, which we had told him that if he didn't want to do chores, then he was not allowed to do the things that he was allowed to do when he was doing his chores. With responsibility comes flexibility in the fun stuff. He has regressed. I know why. We know why. It makes me sad. I know ways to change it... but it is the way I choose to change it I am not sure about.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">God here I go again, I am placing this one, alongside my problems and flaws I have already placed in your large, loving, already heavy hands. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Matthew 11: 28-30 </span><span class="content" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:red;">(28) Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. (29) Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. (30) For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.</span></span></span><br /><br />I need to repeat this verse in my head a lot lately. I also have been told that I need to be the window into God's world. It is just hard, when I feel like that window locked, there is duct tape on the windows so the panes won't shatter, and boarded up so my winds won't gush through. Thank you for telling me that though, thank you for giving me that push, and giving me the eyes to see that I need to be that window...you know who you are. I will keep my winds blowing like a hurricane, and I will break through.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-27320250512571370992009-11-08T19:43:00.002-05:002009-11-08T19:54:49.990-05:00Going Green take 2This past week has been a hit! I have been soda free! The rest of the house... well that will be a big step when they decide to join me on that wonderful part of this journey. <br /><br />We have been using cloth napkins at dinner time. I have not had to replace the paper towel roll at all his past week, and it is only half gone, so that makes me happy.<br /><br />I can honestly say that I LOVE to hang dry my clothes! It keeps me on my toes with my laundry! I have to plan the laundry out. I have to make sure I keep up on it, because it is not like I can just throw a load in the wash and then just dry it really quick (well I can, but I am choosing not to use the dryer, he is retired again). <br /><br />Lights have been out! Everyone has been doing their part to make sure that the lights are turned off when they leave the room, or if we are eating dinner, the tv is off. It is nice.<br /><br />As for driving... well there has not been much of that going on for me since my van is almost on it's way to the morgue unless my dear husband can figure what is going on with my engine. His Subaru is once again in his garage and being worked on until late hours of the night. The Jeep... well... it is "working".<br /><br />Everyone is very much so doing their part to recycle like it's nobody's business!<br /><br />Cold water is being used for washing, I am even thinking of making my own dishwashing liquid... but that is a whole new post!<br /><br />I have not found the mesh bags for our veggies... so I am still on the hunt... I have found a few web-sites, but they are so pricey. So the ones we have had to use from the grocery, we are using to throw diapers away in.<br /><br />So, so far so good! I am proud of myself, and my family! Carbon footprint, eat our dust!<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-81713210932539482662009-11-01T23:54:00.000-05:002009-11-01T23:55:34.689-05:00Going green take 1So I have decided to take it upon myself to lighten the carbon footprint that my family is leaving. I have a list that I am starting, to improve our footprint... to make it slowly fade... I hope.<br /><br />The biggest thing this weekend was cloth napkins. DH wasn't too sure about how I was going to keep up on it, but I am willing to give it 110%!<br /><br />No soda. No soda for me at least, which means that I will not be omitting Co2 from all of the soda I would normally be drinking. http://www.breathingearth.net/<br /><span class="postbody"><br />Hanging em up to dry! I have retired my dryer again, and boy is he happy! He will only be put to use when something needs fluffed, and that will be a rare occasion.<br /><br />Turning off the lights when we leave the room, and making sure that the appliances are un-plugged if they are not being used, or they are on energy save.<br /><br />I have put a bottle filled with water with some rocks in the bottom of the bottle, in the tank to my toilet to help conserve the water. It will help us save about 10 gallons a day in water just by me putting that bottle there.<br /><br />Instead of driving over to get DH's coffee in the morning, I will be walking. The same with going over to Walgreens for anything that is needed, which is two blocks away.<br /><br />My recycling has gone WAY up. I usually skimp, and if I get lazy and I don't want to wash out the can of soup or milk jug, I just toss it. Instead I am leaving it in the sink, and I do it when I do the dishes.<br /><br />I have been using cold water in my wash instead of warm or hot water, and making sure that I always have a whole load of laundry to do instead of just 3/4 of a load.<br /><br />No more plastic water bottles are going to be purchased for our household. We have quite a few reusable water containers, and those will be used, unless the older boys want to reuse their precious plastic water bottles.<br /><br />No more, "Paper or Plastic?" I am sticking to using my bags. I paid for them, why not use them! If for what ever reason I have purchased so much at the store that day and I can not for everything into my 10 bags, well then I will use paper, since I can recycle them. </span><br /><br />My next stop... I am looking for some mesh bags to put my fruits and veggies in to transfer from store to home, instead of using the plastic bags at the store... Any ideas on which website to start at?<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85767/mommakat/c1bc87dc2c80ab8485541a72aa0513a4.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-59196985352465553732009-08-13T00:23:00.004-04:002009-08-21T00:44:00.552-04:00You know...It has been a while since I have posted. There has been a lot of tension here at the Wilkinson house. I can't say that it all even boils down to one thing.... because it doesn't. It is a massive mountain of things that I don't have the faith to move, but I am getting there piece by piece, problem by problem.<br /><br />You know I haven't even written about Cub@. I haven't gone back and written anything in my journal. I don't know if it is fear of bringing up the emotions again, or if it is that I don't have those emotions anymore?<br /><br />My husband and I? Where do I begin? We have been on rocks that are on top of that massive mountain.... those rocks have been slipping slowly for the last year or so, but these past few weeks it has been a landslide. On both ends there is no communication. We bottle it up like a stinky old lady perfume, and when we let it out it lingers behind for days. This last time, it was still lingering. But we are slowly picking up those rocks from that grandiose landslide, and forming a new mountain together. As individuals, and as one. That is one main thing that the both of us need to work on. We don't have any inkling on who we are anymore. When we first met, we were so different from now. Relient K has a song called "Who I am Hates Who I've Been", and it so explains me at this current moment. I don't like the fact that I have been trying to be this perfect house wife, and mother. Yuck. I don't even like that word anymore. Mother. It sounds too "grown up". Yes, yes I know. "Kathleen you are 27 you know." I do know. But I also know that "This is no place to try and live my life". Not where I am right now. Not the way I feel. I am not the same person I was back then, back before the twinkies breached the storm doors and invaded my body for those short 27 weeks and 6 days. After that they were so sick, and I was sick. Mentally and physically I was pulled in so many directions. Kyle and I had no idea what to do. I had my faith, but it was hard sometimes when things got rough. Then months down the line they were released from this, and safe from that. Slowly weight was lifted from our shoulders. Some of it. We now know, not all of it. The boys are now 21 1/2 months old. They still have things wrong. Some things are just developmental things, others are bigger problems. That is a whole different post for a whole different day. <br /><br />Kyle and I, we are making big strides. Both of us have been diagnosed as clinically depressed. Bahh! Wouldn't you after propelling down this mountain together, snowballing and making the mess even bigger? Individually we have our own goblins that we are facing. He has had a lot go on in the past that he has been masking, and so have I. But the both of us have masked it in different ways. We both have become different people and we don't like the fact that we have become those people. Neither one of us has had a true identities in a long time.<br /><br />Identity -<br />1. the state or fact of remaining the same one or ones, as under varying aspects or conditions: The identity of the fingerprints on the gun with those on file provided evidence that he was the killer.<br />2. the condition of being oneself or itself, and not another: He doubted his own identity.<br />3. condition or character as to who a person or what a thing is: a case of mistaken identity.<br />4. the state or fact of being the same one as described.<br />5. the sense of self, providing sameness and continuity in personality over time and sometimes disturbed in mental illnesses, as schizophrenia.<br />6. exact likeness in nature or qualities: an identity of interests.<br />7. an instance or point of sameness or likeness: to mistake resemblances for identities.<br /><br />You know I didn't know that I don't have a true identity, until my husband and I talked about it at dinner a month or so ago. My husband is a wonderful man. I sometimes get intimidated when I get into conversations with him because of his big lofty words he uses. But that night, everything that he said to me, I heard. It all clicked. We clicked. It was amazing. By just talking we both found out (even though he has already know and been battling with it himself) that we share something very scary and annoying, but something that we can beat and come out on top together, and be an even better, wonderfully happy married couple afterward. Neither one of us have an identity anymore. I have not had one since I was 15 (when I first started dating my ex), and he said to be honest he is not sure when he lost his. So that is a big thing that we both are working on. Another, we never took the chance to become friends first. So now, we get the chance to be friends, learn more about one another, get all mushy and love each other more for our differences. I don't know about him, but I am excited! This past month I have been working up to write this post. I am not too sure on why it was so hard for me to write. But tonight I was ready to let it all out, get it all out, rip it out remove it (that one's for you Kevin). I am glad. My heart is getting happier by the day. What I am searching for is coming. Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. - James 1:2-3<span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-50305395765641889642009-07-17T12:25:00.002-04:002009-07-17T13:25:48.473-04:00Cry Out to JesusWhat a song. It hits home in so many ways. Yesterday was Praise Team practice. Well every Thursday we normally have Bible Study. The twinkies had not had a nap, and only 3 of us were going to be at study so we went ahead and called it off. Also on Thursday's Adam has guitar lessons with Matt up at church while we have our Bible study. Adam still wanted to go to lessons, and I had to go to Meijers, and Katie said she didn't mind hanging here with the twinkies. So off we went. Matt didn't realize he had double booked himself with Praise Team practice and Adam's lessons. So since not everyone was there for practice yet, Matt went ahead and started with Adam. Well, Adam has not been practicing. Honestly Matt and I both think it is because he is afraid that if he learns to play to fast, that he will be up playing in front of church, and Adam is not one to be in the spot light like that. He likes to act like he likes to be in the spot light, but he has trouble with the actual performing in the spotlight when it becomes serious. But yesterday they were trying out a couple new songs for praise team.... One happens to be Cry Out to Jesus. I love the lyrics to this song:<br /><br />To everyone who's lost someone they love<br />Long before it was their time<br />You feel like the days you had were not enough<br />when you said goodbye<br /><br />And to all of the people with burdens and pains<br />Keeping you back from your life<br />You believe that there's nothing and there is no one<br />Who can make it right<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />There is hope for the helpless<br />Rest for the weary<br />Love for the broken heart<br />There is grace and forgiveness<br />Mercy and healing<br />He'll meet you wherever you are<br />Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus<br /><br />For the marriage that's struggling just to hang on<br />They lost all of their faith and love<br />They've done all they can to make it right again<br />Still it's not enough<br /><br />For the ones who can't break the addictions and chains<br />You try to give up but you come back again<br />Just remember that you're not alone in your shame<br />And your suffering<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />When your lonely (when you're lonely)<br />And it feels like the whole world is falling on you<br />You just reach out, you just cry out to Jesus<br />Cry to Jesus<br /><br />To the widow who suffers from being alone<br />Wiping the tears from her eyes<br />For the children around the world without a home<br />Say a prayer tonight<br /><br />Chorus <br /><br />The beginning before the first chorus just gets me, I usually can't even sing it. It reminds me so much of my mom. Each time I hear this song. Last night, to hear this song over the system when Kevin played it, I was fighting back the tears. I had not heard that song in the church before. I had left for a while to go and visit my aunt and uncle so that everyone could practice. When I got back, everyone was finishing up. Matt was talking to me about how both of the songs that they were working on last night were 4 simple chords and him and Kevin both think that Adam could play them if he practices and gets up to speed. What a way to serve our Father! So, if and when it comes to that day that Adam is up in front of the church playing for the Lord our Father, and he plays this song. You better believe that I will be singing my heart out with tears of joy, and I know that my momma will too. I love you Adam, and I know you can do it if you keep at it!Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-33821570006421133322009-06-27T00:08:00.002-04:002009-06-27T00:11:59.878-04:00Not without LoveRight now currently Jimmy Needham is on repeat on my Ipod. He has a way with words. Amazing way with words. He knows how to praise God for His goodness.<br /><br />One of my favs, and it hits me everytime:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Not without Love: Benediction </span><br />I tried Lord<br />I tried Lord<br />I tried hard to be Your good little boy<br />Chin up, head high<br />All zeal and no joy<br />Thinking all my good deeds could please Jesus<br />Boy, was I wrong<br />Though I knew the right songs, all my cymbals and gongs played the melodies wrong<br />And it wasn’t long ‘til I saw my disease<br />A life spent wanting to please<br />On hands and knees<br />To make right, to appease<br />God help me please<br />This can’t be Christianity, it can’t be<br />The whole thing’s like insanity<br />Where’s the rest of eternal security?<br />Where’s the hope of a God big enough to cope with all my hang-ups and insecurities?<br />Certainly this isn’t breathing<br />My chest burning and heaving<br />It’s like my pulse is ceasing<br />Like my heart quits beating<br />Yet this I recall to mind and therefore I have hope:<br />You died, Lord<br />You died, Lord<br />Assuredly, like the coming of the dawn, the Father’s love song goes on<br />Drowning out my bitter songs<br />And breaking through walls and barriers<br />Christ swoops in, removes sin, picks up His bride and carries her<br />So I can sing in agreement with the King this thing:<br />There’s only one thing that pleases the Father<br />The God-man on the tree in the midst of the scoffers<br />Now I finally see that Christ is what Christ offers<br />And I’m finally free in the love of the FatherMommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-72629312127497157342009-06-26T19:16:00.002-04:002009-06-26T19:39:11.953-04:00Summer GoalsWell seeming as if the first day of summer was on Father's Day... I am a little late on posting this....<br /><br />Have a yard sale - in which we will get rid of about 3/4 of our house, actually it is all "junk".<br /><br />Make a compost bin and keep it going until the end of summer and then re-evaluate.<br /><br />De-clutter the attic - that will also help when we have the yard sale.<br /><br />Clean basement completely - again yard sale = clean basement.<br /><br />2 date nights a month for Kyle and I - nothing snazzy, but we need to get out of the house together without doing chores and errands.<br /><br />2 nights a months for Adam and I just to hang out without Kyle and the boys, and Adam gets to pick what we do.<br /><br />Tithe every week, big or small.<br /><br />Keep on track with my chore list.<br /><br />Spend more quality time with my family.<br /><br />Cut down drastically on our grocery bill.<br /><br />Pick a few things I might want to major in.<br /><br />Be more in my Bible whether it is reading, or listening, or having Bible study.<br /><br />Take a mini-vaca with the family.<br /><br />Read 2 new books.<br /><br />Exercise/walk 2 days a week.<br /><br />Be more aware of what I am eating and try to eat healthier.<br /><br />Get my new tattoo with my friend - you know who you are :)<br /><br />Organize my mothers pictures into albums or boxes.<br /><br />Get rid/sell her nic nacs, I am not going to use them.<br /><br />Organize and "move" into the house that we have been living in for way over a year now.<br /><br />Blog at least once a week on both my blog and the boys blog.<br /><br />Email/write my Cub@ family twice a week at least.<br /><br />I will most likely add to this list. This list is probably more than I can handle. That is why they are goals.<br /><br />When I finish a goal.. I will make a random post and you will see only that goal posted and it will be <s>crossed out.</s>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-61746770928233454202009-06-19T21:45:00.003-04:002009-06-19T21:50:38.946-04:00I knew this day would come...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5KrIIcOS196vJZpxG-9hkkG6QzH68WFXPZQXQgh2IQqVrDtDdsRpp6cn6p6kjoBpsc1O4MixOg3dADwx4AtyP4EyrfPuHz3Y1zBpzATtTRaLlersZWKUG_JYSctSQoqvn88jGdOZ-bOcU/s1600-h/pulling-hair-out.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5KrIIcOS196vJZpxG-9hkkG6QzH68WFXPZQXQgh2IQqVrDtDdsRpp6cn6p6kjoBpsc1O4MixOg3dADwx4AtyP4EyrfPuHz3Y1zBpzATtTRaLlersZWKUG_JYSctSQoqvn88jGdOZ-bOcU/s320/pulling-hair-out.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349221138607340722" /></a><br />I was in the dinning room helping Adam with is summer homework, and I heard Nate crying which is normal especially this week he has been super cranky. Then it kind of got quit and then I heard him start screaming again. I went to quietly walk in the living room to look into their bedroom, and I noticed that the box fan that I had put on their dresser was off (now i know I had it on because today I decided to turn off the ac during the days to try and conserve some energy). Well I poke my head further around the corner, and I saw that the fan was unplugged.... well then I thought maybe it fell... nope it was still on the dresser.... that is when I saw the ball fly across the room.... Nate climbed out of his crib tonight when he was supposed to be taking his evening nap. I knew it was only a matter of time. Goodness so now, this weekend we have to go and buy toddler beds.Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-4202910556522660652009-06-11T22:52:00.002-04:002009-06-11T23:05:35.258-04:00Oi, it has been forever it seemsI am still alive everyone! I have just been busy. Actually that is just my way of saying I have been lazy. To be honest, on April 16th I became basically bedridden for almost a month. I had been battling a migraine that seemed to be the size of Russia. My previous PCP was not doing anything in the way of giving me any kind of relief, other than injecting me with a pain medication that only made me nauseous and dizzy. In turn, that made my migraine even worse. Finally after a little over 2 weeks she decided it time to refer me out to a neurologist. By that time I had decided it time find a new doctor. I am now seeing an amazing doctor whom within the first 5 min, not only asked me for my mother's medical records (since she had a history of migraines and also had a massive brain tumor upon her death), but he also personally made my neurology appointment. My neurologist ordered a mri and a mra scan, and both of those came back normal. SO he put me on two different medications to help dilate the blood vessels in my brain to keep the blood flowing so hopefully I will not run into having the migraines like I did during those gruling weeks. So... there will be more updates to come. I have plenty to tell. But for now, I am headed to bed :)Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-47773191300984229442009-04-13T01:12:00.002-04:002009-04-13T01:15:31.916-04:00Resurrection SundaySo today (yesterday), was Easter Sunday. The day that we celebrate the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.<br /><br />This is what Wikipedia says the Easter Bunny is all about: "The Easter Bunny<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>(or Easter Hare) is a mythical character depicted as an anthropomorphic rabbit. In legend, the creature brings baskets filled with colored eggs, candy and toys to the homes of children on the night before Easter. The Easter Bunny will either put the baskets in a designated place or hide them somewhere in the house for the children to find when they wake up in the morning. The Easter Bunny is very similar in trait to its Christmas holiday counterpart, Santa Claus, as they both bring gifts to good children on the night before their respective holiday." It was the ancient Roman Catholic church that mixed the celebration of Jesus' resurrection by celebrating spring fertility rituals, which is where the bunnies, chicks, and eggs come from. They did this to make Christianity more attractive to non-Christians.<br /><br />It bothers me to read that. "<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">They</span> bring good gifts to good children on the night before their respective holiday." The boys grammie brought them baskets for Easter. Yes we did an egg hunt at my Uncle Fred's house. I think that these things are important for traditions, but my children and I will always know what Easter is really about. Jesus rose from the dead because he died for us on that magnificent cross so that we are promised an eternal life in Heaven if we accept Jesus as our Savior. If you haven't you should take some time and read 1 Corinthians 15. Verse 58 is a verse that I will repeat in my head until I go Home with my Father.<br /><br />You can see the boys pictures from today on <a href="http://aidenandnathaniel.blogspot.com">their blog</a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-62157297218520690792009-04-10T16:42:00.005-04:002009-04-10T17:02:52.788-04:00Mi hermano y hermana <3Iradies and Liliana are two of the most beautiful, spiritual, loving people I have "met". You might be wondering why met is in quotations... well I have not met them in person <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">yet</span>. I get to finally meet them in July! We correspond often, and every time I get a new letter I get so excited and I get an overwhelming warm feeling, that feeling is the passion and love that we share for our Father. <br /><br />Te amo mi hermano y hermana!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZBjAa2fP6EkD-vndw1zeii8qodTkKAanRnYxMNh4EFrAsS9zLAsIceaUl84ScLCZT0_HKy291GIkvvwyIgw28yIIdVl7JvQX6h2ukiZc1wZaLpx8YIc6ssBGalArhstm2ZGma_4P8WKut/s1600-h/SANY6185.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZBjAa2fP6EkD-vndw1zeii8qodTkKAanRnYxMNh4EFrAsS9zLAsIceaUl84ScLCZT0_HKy291GIkvvwyIgw28yIIdVl7JvQX6h2ukiZc1wZaLpx8YIc6ssBGalArhstm2ZGma_4P8WKut/s400/SANY6185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323168412968291298" border="0" /></a>Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434170065750444936.post-80884260776948254892009-04-05T22:18:00.002-04:002009-04-05T22:40:22.939-04:00{God's Blogs}I am adoring this book. I am almost done, and I have only set down twice in the past two days to read it (and you all know how busy my life is!). <br />With just finishing Reset, this book is a great continuance on that journey for me. It has reminded me that God truly wants us to know that He is our Daddy, and he cares about every aspect of our lives. Some of the "thoughts" that were written in the fiction blog were so funny I would laugh out loud for a few minutes after I read them. I can see God talking this way, to me, to you, to everyone He encounters. He is just as real as you and I are. Just because the old Bibles use the fancy words, doesn't mean we have to. God wants us to come as we are. Broken, tattooed, pierced, loved, scared, and humbled.Mommakittenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14480479178584492748noreply@blogger.com2