It's been a busy couple of months...well really...life is just busy, no matter how you look at it. But in the last couple of months, since I've written...well let's just say that busy doesn't always mean extremely significant. Although, things are going really well with the hubby :) I think a little less stress is the ticket there and we seem to be communicating well and relating well...we have our moments, don't get me wrong, marriage is no bowl of pitless cherries...but for the most part, we're doing great. I am happy :)
Being a mom has always been one of the greatest joys of my life, with a few whinces of immense pain here and there, but I wouldn't trade one whince. And whoever said that "parenting a teen is like trying to hold onto jell-o" was so right! The harder you try the harder it gets. I'm trying so hard to just trust in the LORD, so that I don't squeeze too hard. There's nothing I'd like more than to go back in time and just have her jump up on my lap and hug me so tight like she used to...maybe tell me how pretty I am (she used to do that too)...sing together, play together, read together, do anything together...but alas...she is a teen for sure. I'm half tempted to ground her sometimes just to keep her off the phone, computer, ipod-less and home...although she does give me reasons sometimes to do that anyway...I refrain from doing it out of vain and selfish ambition. But she throws me a bone once in a while and will just hug on me out of nowhere (not out of want or selfish ambition either) and just want to hang out and talk.
Now Sammy on the other hand, is approaching my absolute favorite age...4 :) So lovey dovey and eager to be helpful. He loves to be read to, always wants me to play choo choo trains with him, sits on my lap and snuggles intermittenly throughout the day (especially first thing upon waking...can't always say that's morning). He loves to go on "dates" and so do I...his favorite is IHOP and a movie (yesterday was Tangled - super cute flick...and he climbed into my lap halfway through to snuggle mama). He has his sassy moments still, but overall super sweet, just like sissy was at that age. I love it!
Now...the house that has been a thorn in my side, since the day we moved in...that's a tale to be told. I am falling in love with it. We took up the carpet and discovered wood floors...downsized the furniture and opened up more floor space and it's not so crowded...it's kinda cozy. Although it is small (560 sqft), it forces us to not avoid eachother and work things out quickly...now if I could just finish the basement for an actual bedroom...now that would be lovely. Any drywallers out there? :) Just kidding...sort of.
I am blessed and very happy...though I still struggle through depression, I'm trying to write more songs as an outlet...or find other methods of creative expression (tearing up floors, painting walls, re-organizing cupboards...etc.) and artistic endeavors (painting, drawing, writing, singing, beading, sewing, quilting, crocheting...my next venture...basket weaving, rug braiding and tamale making). That's of course after and in between spending time in the WORD, praying, schooling the kids, and laundry...no wonder I haven't blogged in a while ;)