I don't know what it is, but these past few weeks have just felt BUSY. I am not normally the type of person to enjoy business, but it seems to have found me anyway. Besides driving around all the time, when I am home, there are, like, a MILLION other things for me to do. And really, there are just as many other things I would RATHER be doing besides the ones I should do.
So here I am. In front of my computer. Totally devoid of motivation for any of it.
During my day while I am trying to fit in exercise, or knitting the next project, or wiping another smear of poop of another child's behind, I think of all these awesome ideas for what to write next on this blog site. And then... I turn, and I see my two year old with one hand down is poopy butt pants and the other hand holding my knitting project, and I quit. My mind has been erased of any magical notions for beautiful stories.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
I'm feel'n a wee bit of guilt...
But not too much I guess because I keep listening to the same music anyway.
Last night we were driving home from our oh so holy Bible study. Not. I mean, we love the Lord and all, but I don't know if you could call this study reverent... The children are running and screaming, there is people eating at all moments, we interrupt the study to eat more, and probably sing a Happy Birthday tune or two, and we really just love to be together more than anything.
Back to the drive home though. My little boy is 2 and a half years old. He sings ALL THE TIME. He remembers words to music where half the time I don't even know what they are saying. He does jumble things and make them really cute with his sweet little voice, but still, he is better than me by a long shot.
We were listening to the radio on our way home. I had on our local christian station and he says from the back seat, "I don't want this music!" So I changed it to the country station. Usually he'll go for that, but not this night. This time I asked him what he would like to hear and he replied "Furry Bit!" I was highly confused! Furry Bit?? I have never heard of such a thing and I really was appalled at what that song might just be about. Furry kid music.... or something else.
I was racking my brain and finally it struck me. It wasn't furry bit, it's Dirty Bit. From the Black Eye Peas song "The Time". He loves that song! He loves and laughs each time he hears the words dirty bit in the music! It was so funny! I was a little mortified that my little 2 year old boy loved the "furry bit" music because it was what I loved to listen too!
So we listened. And it was once more good. We rocked out on the road home and "had the best time of our lives" or something like that. My son is more than adorable. I love him, and I really need to listen to more wholesome music, because do you know what the next song he picked out was?
I, I Love you like a love song baby! And I keep hitting repe p p p p peat!
Look at how innocent and darling he looks. He will fool you. I willingly fall for it everyday.
Last night we were driving home from our oh so holy Bible study. Not. I mean, we love the Lord and all, but I don't know if you could call this study reverent... The children are running and screaming, there is people eating at all moments, we interrupt the study to eat more, and probably sing a Happy Birthday tune or two, and we really just love to be together more than anything.
Back to the drive home though. My little boy is 2 and a half years old. He sings ALL THE TIME. He remembers words to music where half the time I don't even know what they are saying. He does jumble things and make them really cute with his sweet little voice, but still, he is better than me by a long shot.
We were listening to the radio on our way home. I had on our local christian station and he says from the back seat, "I don't want this music!" So I changed it to the country station. Usually he'll go for that, but not this night. This time I asked him what he would like to hear and he replied "Furry Bit!" I was highly confused! Furry Bit?? I have never heard of such a thing and I really was appalled at what that song might just be about. Furry kid music.... or something else.
I was racking my brain and finally it struck me. It wasn't furry bit, it's Dirty Bit. From the Black Eye Peas song "The Time". He loves that song! He loves and laughs each time he hears the words dirty bit in the music! It was so funny! I was a little mortified that my little 2 year old boy loved the "furry bit" music because it was what I loved to listen too!
So we listened. And it was once more good. We rocked out on the road home and "had the best time of our lives" or something like that. My son is more than adorable. I love him, and I really need to listen to more wholesome music, because do you know what the next song he picked out was?
I, I Love you like a love song baby! And I keep hitting repe p p p p peat!
Look at how innocent and darling he looks. He will fool you. I willingly fall for it everyday.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
I started cloth diapers...
I didn't think I would be so nervous about such a seemingly small deal. I had my first day of using cloth diapers yesterday and every time I had to change one I got really anxious! You would have thought I was waiting for something to blow up. I know I was waiting for something to go horribly wrong. But, nothing did. In fact, it was great! It was easy and kind of fun. That fun part might not last, but I am hoping it will get easier.
I am still quite uncomfortable trying to fold and stuff and change those funny diapers. I still have some accessories to buy to make the routine smoother, like a wet dry bag and make more cloth wipes and (crossing my fingers) a diaper sprayer. I would love that.
But beyond that, I think this experience will prove to be much better than I think. I loved the feeling of not having used disposables for one whole day! That means our trash can will not fill up as fast nor be as stinky, our budget will get to be rearranged to eliminate that monthly diaper bill, and there will be no more "oops, we ran out of diapers" moments. That will be good :)
The washing is what makes me the most nervous. There are so many different ways to do it and I don't want to mess up all those diapers by doing something wrong. Mostly, I don't want the fuss of trying to fix it. I know I will probably have to face the dreaded ammonia diaper at some point, but I hope not anytime soon. I want to get the basics down before I have to puzzle out a problem.
One day, maybe I will be able to put advice on here about how to do it all, but until then, I am looking for any advice I can get on the subject! Living in Alaska has it's challenges, like line drying in the sun, and well, getting any sun at all. But we do have a lot of Mommas around who love to cloth diaper.
I am still quite uncomfortable trying to fold and stuff and change those funny diapers. I still have some accessories to buy to make the routine smoother, like a wet dry bag and make more cloth wipes and (crossing my fingers) a diaper sprayer. I would love that.
But beyond that, I think this experience will prove to be much better than I think. I loved the feeling of not having used disposables for one whole day! That means our trash can will not fill up as fast nor be as stinky, our budget will get to be rearranged to eliminate that monthly diaper bill, and there will be no more "oops, we ran out of diapers" moments. That will be good :)
The washing is what makes me the most nervous. There are so many different ways to do it and I don't want to mess up all those diapers by doing something wrong. Mostly, I don't want the fuss of trying to fix it. I know I will probably have to face the dreaded ammonia diaper at some point, but I hope not anytime soon. I want to get the basics down before I have to puzzle out a problem.
One day, maybe I will be able to put advice on here about how to do it all, but until then, I am looking for any advice I can get on the subject! Living in Alaska has it's challenges, like line drying in the sun, and well, getting any sun at all. But we do have a lot of Mommas around who love to cloth diaper.
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