Finally...an update.

This is the 3rd post I have started in recent days.  Perhaps this will be the one that gets posted.  Officially. 

All posts are a cleansing of sorts but the last two were a bit deeper and after re-reading them I thought perhaps they might be too much to post.  Sometimes I get a bit "Dear Diary-ish" on here and I realize that can get me in trouble.  I would like to be more real on here then what I can be however I know I can't.  I suppose that is what a good pen and pad of paper are for or even perhaps a husband is for.

Something I can share though is....M.O.P.S.!  I mentioned M.O.P.S. on here a few times now.  I know I have only been to two meetings but I have really enjoyed the context of the meetings and the fellowship with the other ladies.  Afterwards, I feel happy and refreshed.

There is a reason to why I was called to M.O.P.S. again.   At my first meeting the topic was about taming the monster mom within and this past meeting was with Pastor Robin talking about the Love and Logic course she teaches.  Both meetings were exactly what I needed.  With Baby #3 on the way we are going to need some guidance on how to handle the upcoming changes. 

A week from tomorrow will be the last M.O.P.S. meeting for this session.  I am super bummed.  To keep the good vibes and happy feelings rolling this way I am going to enroll Bug, Squish and myself into summer activities at the church where M.O.P.S is held at. 

I feel so good, so calmed, and so at peace when I am with this M.O.P.S. group that I hope by attending this church and getting involved in their family centered activities that I can keep the calm rolling in. 

A day of dress-up for Squish and Bug.



 A morning in the sun painting.

 

My salami loving boy.

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growing

My little bird spread his wings and flew today.   This Momma was so nervous and scared but that baby bird of hers was confident and ready to fly on his own.  I am so proud of him.  He had the courage to do something that I almost never have the courage to do.  At 33 I am still a wall flower and today at 4 my Bug is the new bird in the flock. 

 

 

Bug had his first day of school.  Well, bible school.  Okay, it wasn't really that exactly either it was more like daycare.  And "yes" those are his first official "It's my first day of school pictures."  My son is a total goof ball.

 

I had my second meeting with MOPS today and Bug has really been after me about going to school.  With me being a stay-at-home-mom and with us homeschooling our kids will never know a daycare or classroom.  Bug has also been asking a lot about God and Heaven and I have a no upbringing with Religion so I thought the opportunity for him to go to MOPPETS while I was at MOPS (which is all Christian based) would be perfect for him.  He was thrilled when I presented him with the idea of going to "bible school."  I choose those words because he wants to know about God and school so hey I'll mix the two because daycare doesn't sound that exciting. 

 

I was scared to let him go.  He seems shy when he is with small crowds or big crowds or just one on one with someone he doesn't really know.  I prepped him for as much as I could by telling him I wouldn't be with him.  He would be by himself.  These are the things we do and don't do like peeing outside during recess.  I never wanted him to know I was scared or encourage him to think he should be scared so I was always careful with my wording.  This was a big deal for him and he was super excited and I didn't want anything to spoil that for him. 

 

During the two hour meeting I had one eye glued to my phone and the other glued to the door.  I was waiting for that call or for someone to come and retrieve me because he was scared.  Not once did that happen.  When I picked him up he was so happy to see me but he was even more thrilled to tell me how much he liked school and how he wanted to come back.  SUCCESS!

 

There you have it.  The story of my baby birdies' first flight in the flock.

 

 



keeping busy

We've been keeping busy around here.  A few weeks ago, not long after we spilled the pregnancy beans, I had some issues of concern.  Dr. Hutchison, our fertility Doctor with Bug, told us that healthy babies don't miscarry.  I have always believed in that but my faith was tested.  Once I got through the initial fear of the "what-if's" I started a little chant in my head to reassure and calm me.  I had a few ultrasounds which later confirmed that all would be alright. 

During the middle of that scare the Daddy-O and I were in the middle of securing financing for our newest family enjoyment...

 

You see...the thought of fitting three babies in the back of Daddy-O's extra cab truck while pulling our 5th wheel wasn't going to work (for me).  We looked long and hard at what would make the best financial sense....buying a four door truck that would probably only move six times a year, excluding camping trips, --OR-- buying this RV for the same price but fit us all comfortable plus provide the extra comforts to friends during extended lake trips.  Clearly, the RV won.  We picked up this baby in north Phoenix on a Thursday.  We put it in the shop Friday morning for tires and then went to my parents place down south for the Easter weekend.  Told you we've been busy.

 

Squish finally scored his first major head injury to compete with Bug. 

 

This picture makes it look mild.  The poor kid was nicknamed baby rhino for a few days because the lump was so far off his head.  This didn't happen on my watch but thankfully I was close by.  Because I wasn't the one on duty when this happened I was able to be more calm then what I am usually able to be.  Fortunately we had been through this with Bug when he was 1.5 years old.  We took him to the hospital when 12 hours later he started throwing up.  Turned out it was the flu.  I had two concussions when I was kid so I felt confident between Bug's experience and my own that Squish would be fine.

I recently decided to join a MOPS (Mothers Of Pre-Schoolers) group over by my house.  I am feeling short on friends (excluding my Colorado BFF) and I feel more then ever I am yearning for the connection to like kind women in similar life experiences.  I had my first meeting last week and really enjoyed the energy. 

I think this is all I have for the moment.  I need to work on some home school material for Bug tonight.

Good night all