This & That

Seinfeld is on in the background. I have seen this particular episode way too many times. The one where George gets Elaine to take his IQ test for him. Distraction is good at times for me, and that is what it is providing for me at the moment. If the house was all quiet I would fall asleep, there are a few things left to do yet; coffee and water in the pot for tomorrow morning - I love the automatic maker; bless the house, check on O, make sure her one leg is not sticking out between the crib slats like it is during her naps; plug in phone for recharging; finish this blog.

Menu planning is moving ahead. I'm going to try themes. Borrowing it from the LDS Food Nanny. I'm working the Ecumenical angle. I even threw in one of my own, "sandwiches". There are many yummy sandwiches that could be had for dinner - philly cheese steak, BLT's, chicken salad (hello tomorrow night's dinner!) and I'm sure I'll find more recipes soon.

Today was a long day. Aren't most days though when you are a mom/parent? Some days so much happens yet at the end of the day nothing concrete can be remembered as to what actually got done/happened. Sometimes just keeping track of the teeny people is work enough. I think the rocks in our front yard have all been through an extensive turnover. Those from the east side of the yard are now on the west, and vice versa. My teeny one loves to shovel, pick up, toss, carry, and yes even lick the rocks. I keep her out of the area where our 80lb furry child does his "business" - those rocks are disgusting. Sometimes the sidewalk chalk makes it close to her mouth and oops, just brushes the top lip. She thinks she is being sneaky but I'm on to her. We scribble pictures out on the front cement. Priceless works of art. There was a lot of laughing weaved into today. O, me, DH, co-workers and clients laughed and it was nice. The night ended with our daughter running amuck through the house, giggling from deep within at the very thought of being "gotten" by one of her parents. Roaring laughter soon came from all of us. Until. She turned her head to look back at us and. Bonk. Hit her head smack on the entertainment center. Small bump, crocodile (or are they alligator) tears. Goodnight Moon and snuggles calmed us down and with prayers said, blessings given (she is now reaching up to tap-tap-tap our foreheads, her version of the sign of the cross), she fell sweetly to sleep. The noise machine helps, set to waterfall. Thanks Neighbor J!

To have people think you are great is nice.

We have a niece getting married this weekend. This is the first wedding to attend since our wedding a few short years ago. Hmmmm. Memories. I can still go back to that day - being in the room getting ready. Chatting excitedly with my sisters and mom, along with my young niece. That moment of stepping out of the bridal room, walking with my dad to the church entrance - already tearing up. Dad and I. And then, there he was. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Literally. I would have tripped or thrown up or something horrible. I remember feeling bad that I wasn't looking at our guests. I can go back in my mind too, to the day O was born. I miss that time deeply. It was beautiful though it hurt like hell, let's be honest. Stalling at a 5 for over 5 hours was no fun. Epideral worked great. I still can hear O's voice in the meditation I prayed as I was pushing and waiting for contractions. I could hear her sweet girl voice telling me she was almost there. It was a beautiful scene in my heart. I was walking in an open building, lots of windows and lovely sunlight. A slight breeze was blowing and the linen curtains blew around softly. I was so relaxed (in the meditation remember) and I was walking and walking toward her voice. It was as if she was around a corner directing me, encouraging me, beckoning me. It was all so gentle and filled with love. And then. The burning, sharp pains and boom she was out. A full head of hair, looked like she had fingerwaves just styled in. The nurse put her right on my chest and she began to drink. Suuuuuuuch a miracle!