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June 3, 2008
A vacation from myself
This week is New City Fellowship's Vacation Bible School. Oh my goodness, it's been really nice so far! I must say, I do miss my kids during the best part of their day, but wow. I got to get through Walmart in just an hour yesterday, and today I cleaned my house just a little bit better than normal. Baseboards, vacumming, those aren't always the things that get done. And the kids come home with wonderful tales of how Joshua had a horn, or a sword. Eden shows me the motions to "Ain't no Rock" in her petite 3-year old way. Josiah is thrilled that some of his friends are there (we weren't sure who he'd know). They're home by lunch so I feel like I am on a mini-vacation from myself! I guess when school is in session I'll feel this way a little bit, but I will be growing larger by the moment. I plan to tackle my ignored office this week and buy mulch and such for my front bushes.
I'm feeling the joys of being 12 weeks pregnant, I'm tired but I'm not sick anymore. My uterus is making itself known, but this time around I don't feel like nothing fits. Maybe it's that all my summery clothes have elastic and drawstring waists already! I have an appointment tommorow with my midwife and I'm holding my breath a little bit. It's always kinda scary to go in, like they have the final say as to whether you're OK or not, even though you feel OK and everything is moving along OK. I look forward to hearing the little heartbeat. That will be all the treasure I need to keep going.
Thanks to all yooz guys that backed me up with my road-rage experience. I must say, I'm glad to have that under my belt and able to move on without much trauma. That same day I had another encounter with a little boy who was playing with Josiah. He was being kinda mean, calling names, snide attitude, tattling alot. I was the only parent on the playground and this was not my first encounter with this boy. He ended our evening being VERY disrespectful to me. So much so that I took my kids home that instant before I blew fire at the kid in all my pregnant emotional rage. Instead, I got inside and sobbed for a good 5 minutes and told Josiah what an awesome boy he was and that he made me so proud by NOT hitting and standing up for his sister when the others were calling her names. We went back outside and played on our porch and sidewalk and while we were standing on the sidewalk talking to the neighborhood kids that we get along fabulously with, this boy drove by with this mom and stuck his tongue out at us! I was ready to yank that thing outta his face! But by the grace of God I kept my cool in front of the 5 children that surrounded me. Quite a life lesson that day. It's taken me awhile to get over it.
I want to protect my children so much. Their little hearts are so important to me. I know that they will feel rejection and disappointment, but I pray that they will have a supernatural resiliency. I have always felt love from my parents and my brother. I hope that our little family always loves and supports one another. It makes me afraid thinking of school next year. But God has made Josiah such a joyful boy that I hope he affects those around him to love and be joyful. He has a keen sense of injustice, and for that I am so proud. I can't wait to see what God builds him up to be. I hope that my tears over injustice help him realize that this world is not our home and that God loves us even in times of heartache. I didn't mean to get on this track with this post, but these days my waves of feeling are unpredictable.
the spirit within | By | 3:26 PM
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What a trying day! I know that it all affected you so much more because it affected your children. I keep thinking about your incident on the highway, and I told my husband who was equally outraged. If anyone doesn't belong on the road, it's those nuts who endangered themselves, you, your children, and others on the highway by stopping in the middle of the exit ramp to reprimand you. Had a cop stopped by, they would have been the ones in trouble, not you. I'm glad it's all behind you.
Posted by: Kay at June 4, 2008 11:04 AM
