Home at Last

Well, for all of you who don't know, I finally quit my job to stay home and be a mom. My last day of work was on the 28th of May. It was a very hard and emotional day for me. I said goodbye to some very dear friends and co-workers. Now I know that I can go visit anytime but lets face it we all know it is never the same. They will be missed very much.


I am however looking forward to new adventures with friends, neighbors and my little family as we go about daily life.


This is my most recent family picture, this is what I gave up my job for. I sure love them and hope that I can be a better mom for being home with them and getting to know them better.




Hey maybe I will become a better blogger as well. Who knows. I'm sure there will be days of blogging wondering why in the heck I ever quit and days that I will be very greatful that I did.


Life is full of ups and downs and how we handle them is all up to us.

A Soft Place to Land

Thanks Aimee for your last blog, A Soft Place to Land (if any of you haven't read it you should). I had just the experience tonight that your blog helped me get through with a good attitude and no anger toward G. Tonight was a big night for T and M. They got a belt promotion in karate and G had to work late and didn't know if he would make it. I got a little frantic of the thought of being there on my own with all 4 kids. I wanted to get mad at G's job and be irritated but the more I thought about it, it only made sense to me that he would rather be with us than slaving away at long hours without any overtime pay just to make sure he keeps a job to keep us alive. How much more I appreciated him tonight. So, we left the house at 5:30, got a pizza and sat in the parking lot of Smith's by karate eating dinner together, and watching a movie on the portable dvd (my one great hope of keeping Keiffer entertained). My mom did come and helped a lot (my saving grace). When belt promotions were done it was 8:20 pm and we were headed home, only to get a call from G, "I am still at work but should be leaving soon.", thinking again of Aimee's blog I remained calm and knew he was doing what he could to get home. I got home hoping that soon he would walk through the door to help me finish the baths and bedtime rituals, but he never came. Needless to say I began calling him at 11:00 to make sure he was still alive. He pulled up just as I had called him, he made it home. I knew then even more (and am glad there were no hard feelings of doing the home job alone) that he really wanted to be home when he disappeared into each childs room to watch them sleep for a few short moments. I think that is a tuff thing for a dad to be gone before his children are awake and to arrive when they are already sleeping. I give him more credit for the job he does. I love him, and hope he feels he has a soft place to land away from the mundane world of work.

Old Green

Ten or so years have passed,

that it sat brand new, sold at last.

So puffy soft and smelling clean,

good care they took to keep it green.

A resting place for tired heads,

a cozy blanket, sometimes a bed.
A call from friends and family dear,

now have a place to rest their rear.

Years have past, it's doing well,

but a toddlers here and now it's hell.

There's jumping, throwing and kicking too,

and most important, don't forget the flu.

Just add three more and we've lost all count,

of pukes and pees and snot no doubt.

There's rips and tears and big old stains,

if we had a new one there would just be pain.

Until the day of no more pukes,

when we might feel like royal dukes,

old green will pad our heads, feet and rears,

and comfort when we shed some tears.

Keeping kids happy as a jungle gym,

to serve as long as it has four limbs.

Although old green has earned its pay,

I really am happy to own a couch today.

Bet you never look at my couch the same again.

NOVEMBER FLASHBACK

Ok, here we go back a few months. One night as I was getting things ready and together to go to the hospital Tavener decided to take a picture of my pregnant belly and wanted me to lift up my shirt, so I did it. I am bearing all.