Life Moves Pretty Fast. You Don't Slow Down and Look Around Once in Awhile, You Could Miss It.

Wise Wise words from Mr. Ferris Beuller.  I am always in a hurry.  When I get in my car, I go 80--even if I am not late.  I get annoyed with people going 70 in the inside land.  Move over and let me by!!  I have two speeding tickets in the last year to thank for my lead foot.

I'm in a hurry at home too.  I gotta multi-task.  I gotta get stuff done.  I gotta go from one obligation to the next and then get annoyed when the kids actually want lunch or dinner.  I rarely sit down.  And then January happened.  I forgot to pay my health insurance premium because I was too "busy."  I broke my nose because I was in a huge hurry to put Christmas away at 10:00 at night and tried to walk through a door as I swung it open.  Breaking my nose ended up being a good thing for me.

It resulted in surgery which resulted in me lying around for two days watching the boob tube and then four days at home, ALONE.  No carpools, no scouts, no dance, no piano, no food to make, no gym, no diapers to change, no church...NOTHING.

Sam took my kids to Disneyland for the week so I could recover.  He is a brave man. Thank you Sam! 

And I had a few moments to breathe.  I seriously was almost paralyzed with what project to do first.  I had so much to do and only a few days to do it in.  I started working on Buster's baby book.  The child is almost 3 so it was time to throw something together.  I HATE scrap booking.  But I did scrapbooks for my older three and they love looking at them so I decided I had to do one for Buster.

And you know what?  I loved the quiet time, putting that thing together.  I cried over old pictures and remembered how cute he was--this tiny little preemie with tons of hair..a little monkey.  I decided to do the book in bright colors because that little boy has been such a bright spot in my life.  He literally got me out of bed for the first year of his life when I would have rather stayed under the covers and not faced my challenges.

He still gives me hugs and kisses and loves and is the sweetest little boy.  Since he got back from Disneyland, I have spent a lot of time just holding him and reading books and playing choo choos and telling him I love him.  Something I didn't do nearly enough a few weeks ago.  Here is he is modeling his new rash guard from Grandma:

Today, I took my kids shopping and we found Sammie a cute Easter dress at Gymboree.  In the past I would have stressed to find my boys matching duds.  Now I don't care.   If I find them matching stuff..great.  If I don't, they will look cute whether they coordinate or not.  I am trying to simplify too.

And tonight, I made cookies with my boys and played board games.  (love how the tv is always on in the back of my shots with someone comatose in front of it=Real life.)



I am making a conscious effort to say no to things. I am going to be cutting back on obligations, and even lunches with friends.  I need more time to focus on my kids and just slow down my life.

(Except for driving.  I will still go 80--so move over!)

PS. Thanks to everyone who commented on my boots post. After much fasting and praying, I went with #4.  They are lightweight (very important to me) and still have some cool styling with the fur. Now I've got three humongous boxes to ship back.  Woo hoo!