Being a mommy... another lesson

Well life hasn't slowed down yet, after the "orange marker" incident. We were over at my mom's house playing with Jordyn, and Jani. Brody wondered off with my sister (Jamie) and she was in the bathroom getting ready and in seconds of someone not watching his every move- Brody came running and screaming bloody murder out of my mom's bedroom. He was holding his mouth with his hands and nobody saw what had happened. In the heat of the moment my mind kicked into "instinct" mode- thinking back to my teenage years, I had the visual of our mirrors laying against the wall with our curling irons resting on the floor boards. Immediately, I thought put his hands under cold water- while still trying to figure out what had happened I was looking at every part of his body, and not seeing anything wrong. His hands were a little red, but I wasn't sure if it was from holding them, or if that was what had happened. He kept touching his mouth so I thought maybe he had swallowed something? Anyways to get to the end of this, saga. Yes, he had indeed grabbed the curling iron sitting on the floor boards- just what had come to my mind. At that moment I reflected on "a mother's instinct" and how real it really is. After an hour and a half of straight screaming and holding his hands under cold water, the blisters finally made their appearance. On the thumb, and three of his other fingers. (I tried to take a pic. but it wouldn't come out clear- his hands are to small.) We gave him Ibuprofen, and after soaking his hands, being exhausted he finally fell asleep on me. I don't think he cried that much since he was born, not even when he gets his shots.

After he had fallen asleep I was looking at him- his little face- finally content, finding peace and comfort on his mommy's chest. After all the adrenaline wore off, I lost it, I had felt so bad that I didn't see what had happened, and that he was counting on me to fix it- even though I had no idea how. I recalled back to when my mom would cry when her kids would get hurt, or were hurting (emotionally) and I used to wonder why it would make her cry? How could she feel the pain I was experiencing ? At this very moment I understood everything she had said, it hurt me in every part of my body to watch my baby hurting that bad, and not being able to just kiss it better, and make all the pain go away. Or even knowing what to do to fix it. I am sure it is another one of those learning experiences to add to my "Mommy Log." It has also given me a little grasp of how it must have felt when Christ took our sins, pains, sorrow upon him. How much compassion he must have, and how bad it probably hurts inside for Christ to watch us suffer, and go through hard times. I am so thankful for my savior, for all that he bore for us to come to this earth. And for the lessons my son helps me learn, to help me grow and to be a better mother, and teacher for when he gets older and when we add more to our little bunch. I am so thankful to be a mom, and I look forward to the rest of my "Mommy Log" experiences in the future. Until then...

*Count Your Blessings*

My family

(the picture is more clear if you double-click on it.)

Climbing up the corporate ladder

I am very happy and excited to report we are now in our new home. We have worked our way up the "corporate ladder-" from our small tiny apartment in downtown Mesa (scary), then to our Condo (better part of Mesa) in which we enjoyed a wonderful year in- making lifelong friends (they lived underneath us to the right- we are all still really close friends) and enjoying a fantastic ward, and where we broght Mr. Brody home for the first time- Lots of memories cherished there. But, as the market was dropping in that area we split and took off with the profit made- (not as much as we had hoped for though, but it got us to where we are.) Best of luck Jenilyn & Adam- Can't wait to see your new place.

There she is- our condo.

We left from Phoenix with our sights set on my hometown. There we continued up the"ladder" and found nestled at the mingus mountain foothills, a new home to call our own. Homeownership is great- challenging- very challenging. (We have started the downhill battle of tackling the backyard:) Which definantly is not cheap. But yes we are so very thankful to be in our home in a quite, safe place.

There is our new Abode- and that is the view from the porch!!

"Speaking of the corporate ladder"

We also made one more upgrade- we sold my 1999 Pontiac Grand Am, and we just recently sold our 2003 Ford Ranger (...finally.) And got our new "baby"...

Our "zoom, zoom" a 2006 Mazda 6- Hatchback. (I heard that Nate & Alyson- you guys were looking into buying one of theses? I would highly recommend I love it- especially the hatchback- more trunk space!) I have never had a practically new car before so it was very exciting for me. Last year for Valentine's Day it was my son- Brody, and this year it was this, so Kip has alot to think about next year.- Just kidding, I am happy with a kiss in the morning before he leaves, and a kiss when he gets home, and one more before we go to sleep- What more could I ask for. (Besides another baby- I am still trying to convience... I am working on that ;) Anyways, now we just need the world to slow down a bit so we can relax for a little while. I think we are here for the long haul though.

All in a days work...

Well today started off great, I figured out how to start my blog and how to find my way through the chaotic cyberspace. I am still learning P.S. Anyways, so here I am at approximatly 10:30am- Typical day had started I had done my daily "redundant" routine:

7:45- Jordyn comes over

8:00- Get breakfast for my son

9:00- Bath my son

9:30- Dress my son

Then they play- I started the laundry and thought I'd get on the computer and check my e-mails. And of course you say that's all you're going to do, but no after that I started with this venture now here I am. Then at about 11:30 I come out of the "cyber cave" (my office) and to my astonishment this is what I found...

AHHH a monster- no it's my son...

Oh yes, it was on every piece of visible skin...

and the accomplice...

And that wasn't all... there were heiroglyphics on the windows, the walls, the tile, my bench cushion by the window, and of course on the couch (hopefully that is all I'll probably find more later- that are not as visible.) No wonder it was so quite in the living room, and the kids weren't in here every five seconds. I guess as annoying as it is, I am thankful when they come and bug me- at least I know what they are up to. But in the midst of total destruction- I found a brand new cleaning product.

Yes, wipies- what an invention!! It took the marker off everything- even the cushion and the couch. My mother once told me wipies will take anything off of anything, in my moment of panic I turned to her advice and "aaha" it was magic. There was a happy ending though- the wipes found a new home at our house...

And here is the aftermath...

Although I was furios at first, the end result was quite humorous!! I also learned that you don't need to spend money on those little pebble things that change the color of your child's bath water for fun. Just color them with their favorite color of washable marker and bam how fun colored bath water. And yes in the matter of 2 hours my son had to have 2 baths. Now everyone and everything is clean- again, and fast asleep. I guess I learned my lesson to work in the office when he is in his "cage" fast asleep. Well that's all today we have all learned valuble lessons. And I am sure they'll be more- wonderful!!