After several horribly emotional days, the details of which I will spare everyone of, yesterday brought a wonderful day of healing for this weary soul. I don't remember if I mentioned this before, but my brother and sister in law wanted to do something really special for my birthday a couple of months ago. They knew I had always wanted to see the theater production of Riverdance, so they got me two tickets!! The show was for yesterday in Boston's historic Wang Theater. I asked another single mom in the church to accompany me, so we headed out early yesterday morning to make a day of Boston. The kids spent the day with Grammie, so I had an entire day free of emergency potty breaks and baby feeding schedules! I hardly knew what to do with myself. After fighting through morning commute traffic, we parked at the Navy shipyard, took a quick peek at the U.S.S. Constitution, and then took a ferry to Quincy Market. There we spent several hours looking at all the cute and expensive shops, got blisters on our feet from the cute but totally not-made-for-walking shoes we both wore, found a great deal on comfy flip flops at the Gap, had an absolutely to die for latte at Starbucks, and then lunch at a cute little sandwich shop. It was then time to take the T (Boston's subway) to the theater. We got a little lost getting off the subway, so we made it to the theater just as it was starting, so we had to wait in the hall for a few minutes. But they had monitors to watch the show, so we did not miss anything.
The show was wonderful!!! I LOVE Celtic music, and the dancing was superb. The muscles on the dancers bodies makes you wonder how many hours they spend in the gym! The show was over far too soon, but a memory I will keep forever. During one of the instrumental pieces, the thought occurred to me of how much of a healing balm this day was for me. God is good and I can check off one of my "things to do before I die"!! Oh, and I just had to buy a t-shirt with "Riverdance" printed on it to tell the world I saw this amazing performance!
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Just plain cute!
Now that I am getting the hang of picture posting, you will probably see many more!! I just had to share this one. The kids planted sunflowers in little plastic cups several weeks back as a Sunday school project. They are growing well now, so I decided to try planting them into the flower bed. I was helping Bryce and Kristen with theirs, so my back was to Tyler. Several minutes later, he proudly proclaimed he was finished. What I found was too funny. He had planted the whole cup!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Beautiful link
I was surfing through people's blogs today, and found a beautiful link for a soldier tribute. I have seen this one in the past, and it's a goody! My father- in- law has been home from the war for a year now, but we watch him struggle still with the horrors of things he saw. In a time when the war is ever under scrutiny of its necessity, it is great to be reminded of what our troops really do over there!! I know many of you have family and friends serving. Turn up the volume and grab a tissue box- don't miss the pic of the soldier filling up a gas tank on the donkey, and dad tells of the times with the kids- they LOVE the soldiers.http://www.clermontyellow.accountsupport.com/flash/UntilThen.swf
still tweeking!
This is Kristen. She is just like me in so many ways!!
Ok, so I am still tweeking my piture posting skills. The pic without a caption is Bryce full of a peanut butter and fluff sandwich. For those of you mid-westerners, peanut butter and marshmellow fluff, aka "Fluffernutter" is a clasic New England sandwich. Marshmellow fluff is sold here in huge plasic jugs and even tells you on the side of the jug how to make the sandwich!
The above pic is of Tyler holding Judson. I just thought they both look so cute here and Ty looks so relaxed!!
School's out!
It is officially summer in our house!! School let out for the summer on Friday and the kids are thrilled! Today we all lazed around until I realized it was only 20 min. until the speech teacher arrives. So then I had to scurry around getting everyone dressed and shove some breakfast into their bellies!!
I am hoping to make this summer all about healing our wounded hearts by spending a lot of quality time with my kiddos and just have a really fun summer. We have swimming lessons planned and I want to take them at least once a week to a cool playground that we have a membership to. It has a giant playground and a really cool water park with it.
We are looking forward to a visit from my aunt and sister over the July 4 week, and maybe a visit from one of my old college room mates later this summer. We have VBS at church in July. We will also be busy helping our church renovate the new building!! There is always a way to serve God no matter how young you are!!
Can't wait to see what fun the summer has in store!
I am hoping to make this summer all about healing our wounded hearts by spending a lot of quality time with my kiddos and just have a really fun summer. We have swimming lessons planned and I want to take them at least once a week to a cool playground that we have a membership to. It has a giant playground and a really cool water park with it.
We are looking forward to a visit from my aunt and sister over the July 4 week, and maybe a visit from one of my old college room mates later this summer. We have VBS at church in July. We will also be busy helping our church renovate the new building!! There is always a way to serve God no matter how young you are!!
Can't wait to see what fun the summer has in store!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
What a night
WOW! Bear with me as I use this blog to process in my mind all that has just happened today. It began this afternoon when my daughter out of the blue tells me that Miss____ (the girlfriend) fed our baby food and he liked it so it is ok that I feed him food. My heart jumped to my throat but I just smiled and said "thank you, sweetie." I then went into the other room and lost it completely. My baby is three and a half months old. All of you up on today's teachings about solid foods will know there are certain cues to watch for to know that your baby is ready to have solid foods. This usually comes at 4-6 months. I had the whole spectrum of feelings. I was sooooo hurt (and, yup, angry) and felt as if something so special was stolen from me. I am his mom- feedings are up to me!!!! I had written up a note for them giving an outline as to his schedule. If I wanted him to have cereal, then I would have sent some and written it down!!!! As it turned out, the hubby called about 20 min. after I learned this information, and did he get an earful! He tried to cover for her and say it was all his doing. What kind of planet does he think I am from? This man has no clue about feeding babies. This has always been my domain. I told him I was not sure if I was going to allow him to take the baby anymore. I called a lawyer this afternoon and found that I really do not have much right to do this. I could fight it out in the courts if I really wanted to, but it really is a minor thing given that he is so close to the right age. The lawyer did advise that there be some discussion about boundaries. DUH!! Try to work it out between the two of you- it only hurts the kids to fight everything out. So, we talked again. He promised to do better. We'll see.
But as the night wore on, it occurred to me that I really needed to talk to her. I needed to tell her what my feeding plans are. I needed her to fully get the fact that I am the mom and she does not get to make those kind of choices for my kids. Her kids are much older than mine. She is going on what she did with her kids. So, I mustered the nerve and called her. She was not home at the time, but a short time later I got a knock at the door. My heart stopped. I was now face to face with the woman who took my husband.
We ended up talking for about two hours. She is not some mean horrible ogar. She is attractive and small stature just like me. She says she is a good person who usually is the one everyone comes to for advice. She told me how sorry she was for all of this- that she didn't mean to fall in love with my husband. I looked dead into her face and told her when she gave my baby food for the first time, she stole something that was so precious to me. I am his mother- not her. I was able to stare her straight in the eyes and ask her how she sleeps at night knowing the destruction she has helped cause four little kids and one woman. Her answer was that they are young and they will get over it, and I am a strong person and am young and pretty and will find love again. My heart filled with such pity (for lack of a better word) at that. The unsaved have to come up with something to numb the conscience. I looked at her and told her how I was the kid of divorced parents and I did not get over it. There are still issues that I battle today because of my parents' divorce. I asked her how she thought her relationship will last when he was so willing to lie so much to me and continues to do so even today. She says she hopes it will be different because he is now free to be himself. I told her of the many things he did to me in the first two weeks of us splitting up and how he smashed the affairs in my face over and over again. She seemed genuinely surprised and said she did not know he had done these things.
So, she apologized for the food incident and a couple of other things that have happened while the kids have been with them. She promises to uphold my standards and whatever I wish for feedings. I told her that's nice, now prove it. She asked about allergies and insurance info. We talked of the kids' heath history. I feel a bit like the Julia Roberts' movie Stepmom. It is very weird to be telling another woman all that stuff, but if she is going to be with my kids every other weekend, she should know that stuff, I guess.
I think I can say, I am glad that this happened tonight. I do wish I did not have a face to put on her. However, there is a certain amount of closure to the affair thing to be able to look her in the eye and ask those burning questions. To see her fumble for words to justify her actions.
Now, I must find a way to pray for this woman. She has some deep anger toward God. We talked of how today's society plays the blame game- nothing is ever one's own fault. She says her blame is on God for all the bad things that happened to her through the years. She is a part of my kids' lives, and that scares me to pieces. How I must surround them with God's love and power if they are to survive this!!
But as the night wore on, it occurred to me that I really needed to talk to her. I needed to tell her what my feeding plans are. I needed her to fully get the fact that I am the mom and she does not get to make those kind of choices for my kids. Her kids are much older than mine. She is going on what she did with her kids. So, I mustered the nerve and called her. She was not home at the time, but a short time later I got a knock at the door. My heart stopped. I was now face to face with the woman who took my husband.
We ended up talking for about two hours. She is not some mean horrible ogar. She is attractive and small stature just like me. She says she is a good person who usually is the one everyone comes to for advice. She told me how sorry she was for all of this- that she didn't mean to fall in love with my husband. I looked dead into her face and told her when she gave my baby food for the first time, she stole something that was so precious to me. I am his mother- not her. I was able to stare her straight in the eyes and ask her how she sleeps at night knowing the destruction she has helped cause four little kids and one woman. Her answer was that they are young and they will get over it, and I am a strong person and am young and pretty and will find love again. My heart filled with such pity (for lack of a better word) at that. The unsaved have to come up with something to numb the conscience. I looked at her and told her how I was the kid of divorced parents and I did not get over it. There are still issues that I battle today because of my parents' divorce. I asked her how she thought her relationship will last when he was so willing to lie so much to me and continues to do so even today. She says she hopes it will be different because he is now free to be himself. I told her of the many things he did to me in the first two weeks of us splitting up and how he smashed the affairs in my face over and over again. She seemed genuinely surprised and said she did not know he had done these things.
So, she apologized for the food incident and a couple of other things that have happened while the kids have been with them. She promises to uphold my standards and whatever I wish for feedings. I told her that's nice, now prove it. She asked about allergies and insurance info. We talked of the kids' heath history. I feel a bit like the Julia Roberts' movie Stepmom. It is very weird to be telling another woman all that stuff, but if she is going to be with my kids every other weekend, she should know that stuff, I guess.
I think I can say, I am glad that this happened tonight. I do wish I did not have a face to put on her. However, there is a certain amount of closure to the affair thing to be able to look her in the eye and ask those burning questions. To see her fumble for words to justify her actions.
Now, I must find a way to pray for this woman. She has some deep anger toward God. We talked of how today's society plays the blame game- nothing is ever one's own fault. She says her blame is on God for all the bad things that happened to her through the years. She is a part of my kids' lives, and that scares me to pieces. How I must surround them with God's love and power if they are to survive this!!
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