So my best friend A just had a baby on the 29th of December. He is the most beautiful, perfect little man I have ever seen. Ok...I mean besides mine, but even so, mine always came out so fast that they were purple, swollen and bruised. Try to picture a child spawned by Rocky Balboa (just after the the big fight) and Mr. Magoo. Seriously. Especially M. I have a picture of her when she was only a few minutes old and it brings to mind the line, "Violet, you're turning violet, Violet!" She looks like a little blueberry wearing a onesie.
Anyway, A's new baby is very handsome and oh so squishable. Congratulations A & J!!!
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Going Gray
There it is - glistening in the artificial light of the master bath.
Shining like a beacon from the part in my do.
I lean in,
Tweezers at the ready,
Sort, sort, isolate,
Grasp...pluck!
What in the world...has my scalp run out of color?
For what I have found is an immensely dense, rather daring , and definitely gray, hair.
Shouldn't I have received a letter from AARP to announce its arrival first? At least a courtesy phone call would be nice.
"Hello, Mrs. Hadley? This is Betty, your AARP representative... Yes... I have news for you... You should expect to see the arrival of your first gray hair sometime next week... Uh-huh... Do whatever you want with it... That would be fine... Let us know if you need anything... Okay... Your card will arrive shortly after the hair... Thank you... Have a good retirement... Bye"
Shining like a beacon from the part in my do.
I lean in,
Tweezers at the ready,
Sort, sort, isolate,
Grasp...pluck!
What in the world...has my scalp run out of color?
For what I have found is an immensely dense, rather daring , and definitely gray, hair.
Shouldn't I have received a letter from AARP to announce its arrival first? At least a courtesy phone call would be nice.
"Hello, Mrs. Hadley? This is Betty, your AARP representative... Yes... I have news for you... You should expect to see the arrival of your first gray hair sometime next week... Uh-huh... Do whatever you want with it... That would be fine... Let us know if you need anything... Okay... Your card will arrive shortly after the hair... Thank you... Have a good retirement... Bye"
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
RSVP
This is actually a rsvp to a birthday invitation that turned into a description of my day. I liked it so much (for some odd reason) that I chose to immortalize it forever on my blog. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Hello U,
Of course we will attend. Well, at least the majority of us. I like the invitation, especially the 5:30ish part :-). Coordinating six bodies is not an easy task as I am sure you know. I'm still getting used to the new addition and haven't accounted for the twenty extra minutes it takes to get one more body ready to go. Then there is the last minute dirty diaper change, the loading of the car, the three trips back to the house to fetch the forgotten but absolutely essential items ("Did you grab a binki?"..."No, did you?"), the second last minute diaper change, then, finally the drive home after we we're already halfway to our destination because...and I quote, "IIIIIIIIINNNNEEEEEEEEDMYBLLLLAAANKIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
UGH, How do you put up with us? If you ever want to have a nice quiet birthday for R, please don't feel guilty about forgetting to invite us...for your sakes :-).
Anyway, on a personal note, I have spent all day monitoring Kiah on the couch because she came down with the "hiccups" this morning (you know, the messy kind). It only lasted till noon but we kept her on the couch all day and now she is sleeping there (I am listening to her snore as I write). It actually worked out to have Kiah rather sedated because a guy was coming to work on our water system. It hasn't been doing it's job for about eight months and our water pressure has been getting worse and worse. After I chewed the guy out for feeling taken by being sold a system not equipped to handle our water he finally found that the problem was that the piping system to one of the tanks was installed backwards. Hmmm...I would have thought he might have noticed that one of the last three times he was here. Now its all better and because the guy is now afraid of me we didn't have to pay for any of the repairs.
My Love came home at lunch so I could make it to a dental appointment. Just a routine cleaning but since it has been six years since my last cleaning there was quite a bit of build up. The hygenist's exact words were, "I got the big chunks today and we'll see you again in a month for a regular cleaning." I guess there is something to those twice a year visits. I've just been kind of busy being pregnant and having babies.
Well, this rsvp has been beaten to death. I guess I just needed to talk about my day and everyone here is sleeping (even Flip, but shes not much good for conversation anyway...I don't think she gets my jokes). Talk to you soon or email me. It seems a little easier than a phone conversation because I don't have to worry about yelling in your ear.
Love you
By His Grace
Hello U,
Of course we will attend. Well, at least the majority of us. I like the invitation, especially the 5:30ish part :-). Coordinating six bodies is not an easy task as I am sure you know. I'm still getting used to the new addition and haven't accounted for the twenty extra minutes it takes to get one more body ready to go. Then there is the last minute dirty diaper change, the loading of the car, the three trips back to the house to fetch the forgotten but absolutely essential items ("Did you grab a binki?"..."No, did you?"), the second last minute diaper change, then, finally the drive home after we we're already halfway to our destination because...and I quote, "IIIIIIIIINNNNEEEEEEEEDMYBLLLLAAANKIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
UGH, How do you put up with us? If you ever want to have a nice quiet birthday for R, please don't feel guilty about forgetting to invite us...for your sakes :-).
Anyway, on a personal note, I have spent all day monitoring Kiah on the couch because she came down with the "hiccups" this morning (you know, the messy kind). It only lasted till noon but we kept her on the couch all day and now she is sleeping there (I am listening to her snore as I write). It actually worked out to have Kiah rather sedated because a guy was coming to work on our water system. It hasn't been doing it's job for about eight months and our water pressure has been getting worse and worse. After I chewed the guy out for feeling taken by being sold a system not equipped to handle our water he finally found that the problem was that the piping system to one of the tanks was installed backwards. Hmmm...I would have thought he might have noticed that one of the last three times he was here. Now its all better and because the guy is now afraid of me we didn't have to pay for any of the repairs.
My Love came home at lunch so I could make it to a dental appointment. Just a routine cleaning but since it has been six years since my last cleaning there was quite a bit of build up. The hygenist's exact words were, "I got the big chunks today and we'll see you again in a month for a regular cleaning." I guess there is something to those twice a year visits. I've just been kind of busy being pregnant and having babies.
Well, this rsvp has been beaten to death. I guess I just needed to talk about my day and everyone here is sleeping (even Flip, but shes not much good for conversation anyway...I don't think she gets my jokes). Talk to you soon or email me. It seems a little easier than a phone conversation because I don't have to worry about yelling in your ear.
Love you
By His Grace
Sunday, December 03, 2006
D-D-D-D-Dora
I am Dora-ed out! You know how when you rub your eyelids you see random light patterns? Well, when I rub my eyelids I see Dora's face. When I lay down to sleep I dream Dora. When it is quiet and the only sound is the gentle hum of appliances...I hear her voice...it haunts me..."Say backpack"..."Louder!"..."BACKPACK!!!"
I threw K's first "real" birthday party. She has had her mind set on a Dora the Explorer party for approximately eight months. I hope it was everything she imagined. We had Dora decorations, a giant Dora balloon, Dora plates and napkins, and even Dora goodie bags. She was quite spoiled in the gift department as well. Her big presant was a Dora bedset, but she also recieved A Dora puzzle, a Dora video, various articles of Dora clothing, a Dora playdough set, and Dora watches among other things.
Since she was turning five (actually, not until the 21st) we invited five of her friends. We had an adventure/treasure hunt and the best part was when Swiper made an apperence to steal the clues.
Swiper, no swiping!!!
Swiper, no swiping!!!
Swiper, no swiping!!!
(Thanks My Love, you're a great sport!).
Aw, Man!
I threw K's first "real" birthday party. She has had her mind set on a Dora the Explorer party for approximately eight months. I hope it was everything she imagined. We had Dora decorations, a giant Dora balloon, Dora plates and napkins, and even Dora goodie bags. She was quite spoiled in the gift department as well. Her big presant was a Dora bedset, but she also recieved A Dora puzzle, a Dora video, various articles of Dora clothing, a Dora playdough set, and Dora watches among other things.
Since she was turning five (actually, not until the 21st) we invited five of her friends. We had an adventure/treasure hunt and the best part was when Swiper made an apperence to steal the clues.
Swiper, no swiping!!!
Swiper, no swiping!!!
Swiper, no swiping!!!
(Thanks My Love, you're a great sport!).
Aw, Man!
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Cleaning the Stove
Why am I driven to clean the stove at midnight then feel inspired to write about it?
I meant to just clean under the burners (there was still stuff burned on from last thanksgiving...I kid you not), but once that part was clean the rest of the stove top and door and surrounding counter space and floor just looked filthy. Finally I had to stop because the skin on my hands was beginning to prune and rub off. I know in the morning when I turn on the kitchen light there will be this radiant white stove in gleaming surroundings and the rest of the kitchen will have to be cleaned.
Maybe I can trick K into "playing" Cinderella and scrubbing the floor for me...Hmmm...I think that is a great idea.
I meant to just clean under the burners (there was still stuff burned on from last thanksgiving...I kid you not), but once that part was clean the rest of the stove top and door and surrounding counter space and floor just looked filthy. Finally I had to stop because the skin on my hands was beginning to prune and rub off. I know in the morning when I turn on the kitchen light there will be this radiant white stove in gleaming surroundings and the rest of the kitchen will have to be cleaned.
Maybe I can trick K into "playing" Cinderella and scrubbing the floor for me...Hmmm...I think that is a great idea.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Picture, Perfect?
Here I go...I'm going to try and post a picture...
Hmmm...
I've tried twice and waited about fifteen minutes each time while nothing happened. I don't know what I'm doing. Obviously. I'll give it one more try...
Nope...nothin'.
I will have to figure this out.
Hmmm...
I've tried twice and waited about fifteen minutes each time while nothing happened. I don't know what I'm doing. Obviously. I'll give it one more try...
Nope...nothin'.
I will have to figure this out.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Giving Thanks
I am thankful for:
My Lord who loves me even though I wonder and wander.
My Love, Mr. Amazing who never ceases to amaze me!
My survivor, K, who has survived three of my pregnancies (and postpartums) and is still willing to talk to me.
My sweet, little man, J, who always asks, “You happy Mommy?”
My ham, Baby E, who makes me smile when I’m down.
My little squishy, M, who has slept for six hours at night since she was four weeks old.
My parents who lend a helping hand when they can and who are a vital part of their grandkids’ lives.
My friends who still love me in spite of myself.
My country.
Thank You!
By His Grace
My Lord who loves me even though I wonder and wander.
My Love, Mr. Amazing who never ceases to amaze me!
My survivor, K, who has survived three of my pregnancies (and postpartums) and is still willing to talk to me.
My sweet, little man, J, who always asks, “You happy Mommy?”
My ham, Baby E, who makes me smile when I’m down.
My little squishy, M, who has slept for six hours at night since she was four weeks old.
My parents who lend a helping hand when they can and who are a vital part of their grandkids’ lives.
My friends who still love me in spite of myself.
My country.
Thank You!
By His Grace
Thursday, November 16, 2006
True Friend
I want to do what I know I should,
But the world distracts me from doing good.
"Don't you dare be different or I'll turn my back."
Why does that scare me? Its favor I should lack.
It is God's praise that I want to see.
I can not avoid Him, the Holy One in Three.
The world could never be a true friend.
It boosts my ego, yet condescends.
Giving and taking without any meaning,
It makes me feel good, but the feeling is fleeting.
It gives me darkness to cover what is true,
That I am a sinner only earning what is due.
A true friend is my Lord, and even more,
He is my Brother, my Father, my Counselor.
My Saviour, my Light to show me the way,
There is no darkness in Him, only day.
He gives only truth, without Him I'm dead.
But He, in His grace, died in my stead.
The world lost its grasp, He has quenched all my fears.
I feel reverence for Him, His blood and His tears.
Oh Lord, keep me strong, to be different from them.
To not take the lies of the world as my friend.
Your glory shining with truth I desire,
Pull me by faith from the muck and the mire.
Cleanse my soul although its casing be foul.
Shine your light in the darkness where my enemies prowl.
Make me your vessel of righteousness,
Then perhaps through me my friends will be blessed.
By His Grace
But the world distracts me from doing good.
"Don't you dare be different or I'll turn my back."
Why does that scare me? Its favor I should lack.
It is God's praise that I want to see.
I can not avoid Him, the Holy One in Three.
The world could never be a true friend.
It boosts my ego, yet condescends.
Giving and taking without any meaning,
It makes me feel good, but the feeling is fleeting.
It gives me darkness to cover what is true,
That I am a sinner only earning what is due.
A true friend is my Lord, and even more,
He is my Brother, my Father, my Counselor.
My Saviour, my Light to show me the way,
There is no darkness in Him, only day.
He gives only truth, without Him I'm dead.
But He, in His grace, died in my stead.
The world lost its grasp, He has quenched all my fears.
I feel reverence for Him, His blood and His tears.
Oh Lord, keep me strong, to be different from them.
To not take the lies of the world as my friend.
Your glory shining with truth I desire,
Pull me by faith from the muck and the mire.
Cleanse my soul although its casing be foul.
Shine your light in the darkness where my enemies prowl.
Make me your vessel of righteousness,
Then perhaps through me my friends will be blessed.
By His Grace
Meet the Fam
Hello.
I am Becks (as far as your concerned).
I have four kids!
The newest addition joined us on October 3rd, 2006.
Her name is M (as far as your concerned).
My other kids are K, age 4; J, age 3; E, age 1 (as far as your concerned).
They are all 18-20 months apart.
Yes...It gets a little nuts in this household. Hence the title of my blog.
My Husband is My Love. AKA Mr. Amazing (as far as your concerned).
3 cats, 1 dog, 1 fish, and 3 corn snakes.
I am Becks (as far as your concerned).
I have four kids!
The newest addition joined us on October 3rd, 2006.
Her name is M (as far as your concerned).
My other kids are K, age 4; J, age 3; E, age 1 (as far as your concerned).
They are all 18-20 months apart.
Yes...It gets a little nuts in this household. Hence the title of my blog.
My Husband is My Love. AKA Mr. Amazing (as far as your concerned).
3 cats, 1 dog, 1 fish, and 3 corn snakes.
Who am I?!
It has been so long since I've blogged that I forgot my user name and password. I not only have lost my train of thought as far as blogging is concerned, but I think my train has been completely derailed and sent to scrap. I guess I have been busy having a baby and raising a family. I just knew this blog would become an object of neglect. Why don't I just start from the beginning.
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