A moment to think..eh. write

My house is quiet - but only because Mike and the kids are at church and I've come back home.

I've been reading this book - Raising Your Spirited Child - and today I read the section about extroverts and introverts. Not speaking really about personality or social skills - but about how you recharge your energy.

I'm definitely an introvert - I need personal space and alone, quiet time to recharge and refresh.

With two toddlers - it's not something I get a whole lot of these days. So when I'm grumpy and sullen - it probably means I haven't gotten any time to myself.

So I asked Mike if he would lead the class and take over all the "Mommy" duties of church and I would come home for some much needed quiet.

Mike is leaving to go out of town in about a week - he'll be gone through the end of the month - so my quiet time is even more important knowing I won't get a break while he's gone!

We're back from our trip to Birmingham. We didn't really get any answers but still I feel a little bit better. The doctor would like to do another CT scan - but this time with Wyatt sedated - and do more views of his sinuses and tonsils and adenoids. We had blood drawn for more immunoglobulin panels - this time also checking the subclasses. He said that Wyatt's tonsils are huge, but it was up to us if we wanted to remove them. Basically he said we could be as aggressive or conservative as we'd like - but that if it was his child he'd err on the side of conservative. We agree - although it's still frustrating having a child who just can't breathe out of his nose because it's so impacted with crud all the time. 

As a small act of mercy - Wyatt slept all night last night - it was the first time in more than 6 months.

So we're waiting for the blood work to come back and we'll see what that says. Right now we're scheduled to return to Birmingham for the CT scan on April 14th, but we have to find out how much money it's going to cost first...deductible's suck!

I'm relieved to say that I'm now officially a La Leche League leader :) It has been a long time coming and I'm happy!

I still need to write Maddie's letter - and I'll get to it soon - I hope.

My garden is starting to take off - I am so excited! My seeds are all sprouted and growing well - I just put little tomato seedlings in the ground this weekend and transplanted some melons and cucumbers. My spinach and chard are up and the peas are starting to climb the fencing!

Even though my intentions were pure - I know I'm still going to buy a few of the "genetically modified" vegetable plants - just to jump start some of our harvesting... I want to try growing sweet potatoes again and I can't start those from seeds!

I'll post pictures one of these days.. another thing on my to-do list.

Remember Me?

I'm sure I'm just a figment of your imagination these days - that used-to-be-blogging momma who used to update with little stories and insights daily - and pictures even!

Obviously I'm just a shadow of that woman these days - for oh-so-many reasons.

First of all - I used to love the freedom of my Macbook - but after the unfortunate New Year's accident I am now tied to a plug and no longer have the run of the house (unless I want to unplug and move to a different plug). I also have to be very careful because if the little charger gets disconnected the computer dies in about 20 seconds. Here's thanking the cat and the glass of Banana Crush.

For the past year I have been working towards accreditation as a La Leche League leader - and I'm happy to say that all I'm waiting for now is to sign my statement of commitment and send in my leader dues tomorrow! Whew - I am glad to be done with it!

Wyatt is still fighting those nasty infections in his sinuses and next Monday we are driving to see a pediatric ENT in Birmingham to see what to do about it all. A CT scan showed that one of his sinuses is completely blocked and the other is nearly as bad. I'm certain there is surgery in his future.

There are so many other things going on - part of it is that I'm just plain busy. I'm singing most weeks in the contemporary band at church - which I love. This means that I'm usually gone on Tuesday nights for rehearsal and gone early on Sunday mornings for rehearsal and then the services. I've also committed to the Palm Sunday performance called "Yahweh." So in addition to leading the Truth Project on Wednesday nights at 6 - I'm running to choir practice at 7ish so I don't miss the songs we're doing for that performance.

Mike is getting ready to leave for about 2 weeks - I think this will be the longest he's been gone from me - I'm sure that when he walks in the door when he gets back - I'll be walking out for a much needed break!

So that's it for the moment. I'm going to do a small separate blog about a funny veggie now..

Sweet Morning Moments

This morning I woke up to a cute, little blue eyed boy smiling at me in my bed. Mike was gone last night and when Wyatt woke up in the middle of the night I kept him in bed with me because it's oh-so-wonderful to snuggle with a sweet, sleepy child in the mornings.

He gave me a cheery "HI!" and then asked rather quietly and sweetly for some milk - which I lovingly obliged him. We cuddled and nursed and chatted. He asked me over and over where his daddy was - "he's fishing - he's at work," I would tell him over and over.

"Fishing," he say with a very serious tone in his voice.

He was generous with his kisses this morning, too - with extra lovies for our cat, Azzie - who was sleeping peacefully under the covers- with her head on the pillow. Pumpkin the kitten was no where to be found, which was nice for once because he terrorizes Azzie by jumping and biting and scratching her and this makes her very grumpy. I miss my nighttime cuddles with her, so it's rare that she's on my bed when I wake in the mornings. She is usually up high on top of the cabinets where Pumpkin has yet to find her.

I love sleepy, lazy mornings where cuddles are abundant and schedules are slow. I love the time change because my kids are waking up closer to 7 a.m. these days instead of the 8-9 a.m. that was common and awfully inconvenient before the time change.

Azzie just jumped up on the desk to purr and tell me she loves me and like a magnet Pumpkin has appeared to annoy and be a pest. I've thrown him off the desk three times now and he's incorrigible. He lacks the grace of an older cat, constantly knocking things over and sending yarn and papers scattering onto the floors. Azzie looks at him with disgust - as do I at this moment. He's relentless - this little kitten!

For a moment life is as it should be - with happy toddlers - one watching Noggin and reading a book and the other playing the piano while two kitties wrestle on the hardwood floors. I am content in the moment - the dishes can wait and mopping will happen one day I expect. We'll get dressed soon and head to the "mommy milk meeting" where they'll play with friends and mothers will share their love and frustrations with breastfeeding - and the world will be a happier place because we are happy, too.