Boost

Sometimes we could all use a boost...

I happened to be very lucky to sit by dear sweet Jamie in the third block of church.  

Funny thing is usually the meeting is referred to as Relief Society & this same dear sweet Jamie brought much relief to me after the triplets were born.  You see I came home from the hospital with a little friend named catheter as my bladder had to be reconstructed after in exploded from getting nicked during the c-section.  Mr. Catheter actually wasn't very nice but seemed to do his job.  He made it very hard for me to get around & take care of 3 brand new babies & a couple of 2 year olds.  He stayed with me for a month & a half & I was not sad to see him leave.  Perhaps this is rude for me to say but even though he was trying to be my friend I didn't want to even be associated with him...especially as friends.  He wasn't very cute, he made people give me funny looks when I went into the public & he sort of hurt.  Not to deviate away from the purpose of why I write but after all they are my memories that go along with all of the times Jamie came over & 2am to take the feeding shift so that I could get some solid sleep.  She would always tell me, "It is very important to get 5 hours of consistent sleep so that your body will heal".  Actually she is a nurse & had to remind me of the 5 hour rule everyday as I struggled to have people come in and give so much to me.  It is hard being on the other end of the service spectrum.  One of the nights I happened to wake up as I heard her singing so softly to those babies in the next room over.  What kind of people come over for almost 2 months in the middle of the night to take care of babies and do it completely unpaid?  That room had never felt so peaceful until my angels here on earth came to truly rescue me all hours of the day.  I love Jamie.  I actually love all of the women from my church who came to serve me...but Jamie has a special place in my heart.  Today my emotions over flowed with gratitude & I will take her example of love & service to the grave & then beyond.  It's safe to say that Jaime continues to give me an extra boost.

Oh and about the above picture.  I love it.  The boys sure have learned to work as a team..whether for good or bad.

Baca & his magical lawn mower rides

 

Seriously, who needs to go to Disneyland when you have a Baca & a riding lawn mower?

Labor Day weekend

Why is it that we especially as women or mothers are so hard on ourselves?  

This past weekend my friend or shall we just say cousin invited our family to her cabin.  Within 2 hours we had gotten all packed up and into our cozy little van & headed up to the mountains.  This was a big deal for us because we had never travelled anywhere except to Grandma's house with all kids in tow.  To be honest the thought of it has just plain scared us.  Well for some reason we thought this little trip was a brilliant idea (and it was) but after the first nights sleep I seriously questioned my brain power.  Stacey & husband slept in one queen bed with their 2 kids & we slept in the other room with 3 portable cribs and 2 beds.  It was pretty cozy to say the least.  

The next morning we ended up going on an outing to go fishing.  The only problem was it was a steep 10 minute hike to get down to the water's edge.  Seriously not a conducive place for a family with little kids who have a hard time hiking & a hard time understanding English (it seems).  Anyway it was quite an adventure to keep everyone out of the water & to stop throwing rocks.  Waylon & I ended up getting the boys back to the car a tid bit earlier than the rest of the crew if you know what I mean.  Needless to say the kids had a great time collecting all sorts of dirt & mess.  They loved every moment....it was so worth the work & the sleepless nights.

As we were driving home I was somehow a little hard on myself for not taking more pictures.  I mean I was really disappointed with myself.  That is when I decided that no way am I going to focus on what I didn't do but what I did do.  Taking this trip was a huge feat & I shouldn't in one sense of the word be disappointed with myself.  Plus I gained some strong arm muscles from hiking while holding lots of loot & kids so I'd say we'd done good. 

Let's get together...

A family get together in pictures.

Always welcome any reason to get together with family.  When is the next family reunion?

{beautiful reflection}

Sometimes I am secretly glad when my little girl is too sick to go to preschool but well enough to run errands all by herself with just Momma....  especially when somebody is over watching the boys while they are napping and the other sister is at school.  Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to only have one child.  For now I will welcome one on one time even when technically the little one could have gone to school.

Maile filled her time entertaining herself in the mirror while waiting for her date to take her to such magical places as Trader Joes, Wal-Mart & The Dollar Tree.  I hope that when she looks into the mirror she will always see her worth. It was a good day.

{a happy place}

For me a piece of Heaven on earth exists while sitting with a child in the glider that is in the corner of the boys nursery.  I almost didn't buy that chair 5 years ago when I found out that I was finally going to be having my first batch of kids.  It was so darn expensive that I went back and forth on the purchase & in fact it was the very most expensive item we purchased for the nursery.  It has certainly paid it worth back in dividends.  Every night when I put the boys down they all will remind me of that chair when they say, "I wan rockie".  You can say it has become a tradition.  I often feel so guilty wondering if the kids get enough love &  attention but the chair has helped to make many of those feelings go away.  I'm pretty sure it makes all of the difference for the kids to even have just a few minutes to themselves in that glider...I know for me it does.   Guess you could say that if anyone were to come and ask me what my top picks on a must have list for a Mom, then I would without a doubt say a gliding chair.