All in a day’s work…

Today, my son and I set out for the park after breakfast.  This is always an interesting task, because no matter how many times I tell him that we will be doing something fun in a bit, he always ends up throwing himself on the floor in a tantrum…apparently mommy can’t move fast enough.  Before going out, we have to get up, get dressed, change a poopy diaper…or two, fix and eat breakfast, feed the dog, clean up the kitchen after breakfast (I hate coming home to a mess). Then there is the task of getting myself presentable, putting shoes and socks on us both, coats, bottles, snacks…and by the time 10am rolls around and we are ready to go, I’m exhausted.

So, we did all this today, and did end up at the park with two of my friends and their little ones.  It’s so interesting to me to watch how different aged kids interact.  My son, at 19 months seems to like other kids, but doesn’t get the concept of playing together nicely.  He saw another little one digging in the sand with a plastic shovel, so he went and took it from the other child, and then looked at him like he was crazy for crying.  After explaining to my son that we do not take toys from other children, and giving the shovel back, he happily trotted off as if nothing happened.

He is fearless, I had to climb up a rock wall to keep him from falling off a 10 foot platform that he was about to step off of, and the next moment I saw him sliding head first down a slide with his hands stretched out in front of him like superman.  I think he did this on accident, however was laughing as he careened toward the end of the slide-head first.  I’ve noticed that while my son has not inherited my gift of gab, he has inherited his daddy’s speed.  That little booger is quick!  His friends (who are both older by six  months) cannot keep up with him, nor are they as fearless!  I never thought I’d be climbing all over playground equipment as a grown adult, but I did today-to keep my son from getting a head injury!

He finally got tired, and we left the park.  He fell asleep on the way home after dumping his milk into his cookie cup.  I actually took a nap with him.  Guess I need to go to the gym and get in shape so I can keep up with him!  I have definatley run off all my pregnancy weight with him!  He woke 3 hours later, and we had lunch.  I have discovered he really likes to “help” me bake things.  Today’s project was minature pecan pies, and tomorrow’s project is chocolate pumpkin cheesecake.  I put the chocolate cookies for tomorrow’s cheesecake crust into a baggie and gave him a meat mallet and let him go to town on the cookies, which he thought was great fun!  My son who does not sit still for even a minute, is so enthralled by cooking that he stood on the chair at the counter beside me for almost an hour!  I did, of course, give him some cream soda and a grahm cracker to keep him occupied…but I couldn’t believe it!!  IT WORKED!!  He dumped some of his cream soda into a measuring cup and took a spoon and stirred it for all he was worth-then dumped that into another bowl, and back to the measuring cup again.  I love getting to know this little being God has given me.  He has a spirit that I adore more every day.  I wonder daily about what God has created him to do in this life.  Today I wondered if maybe he will grow up to be a chef, or a sky-diver?  Only God knows, but I have such anticipation in my heart at the journey that lies ahead of us!  A friend of mine wrote about how she enjoy’s opening gifts.  This is my gift-each new day is a present to be unwrapped.  Each little accomplishment fills my heart to overflowing!  I have to admit, this has been a rough week for me-I’m getting over the flu and have just been feeling down in the dumps.  However today, while standing at the kitchen counter with my son while he “helped” me, he reached over not once but twice from his kitchen chair perch, and hugged me, and looked up and smiled with that baby-toothed grin, and lit up the world around us.  Somehow the smile of my child has the ability to erase everything bad, and replace it with His innocent goodness!

What a day

It’s late…again. How does that happen? I have been so busy doing the tasks of the day that it’s already 11pm. I had high hopes of watching Extreme Home Makeover tonight, but it didn’t happen. Instead I prepared dinner, cleaned the kitchen, made lunches for tomorrow, cut up a humongous bag of carrots and celery, paid bills…etc. All this while my son is tearing my pots and pans cabinet apart to make a hiding spot for himself. VERY CUTE…and another mess to clean up. I used to be a nurse full time, and now I’m a nurse occasionally and a mom full time. With knowledge of the day in the life of an ER nurse, I never imagined I’d be so busy as a mom, and I only have one child so far! My husband and I have been discussing the possibility of another child. Our little one needs a playmate, however, the endeavor of two children is a bit daunting for me. I have to ponder the anxiety over two, because not even a blood soaked, screaming trauma patient rattles me-in fact it is exhilarating to me. I’m guessing the anxiety comes from the fear of the unknown, and the fear of messing up two little souls that have the ability to fill my heart with joy it’s never known until they came along. I have decided that children are an act of faith, and a lesson in trust in that God will take care of you and your little family through both the storms as well as the smooth sailing days of life. He will never let go of us and allow anything but His perfect will for us, as long as we are listening and obedient. This is a comforting yet difficult truth for me right now. He allows some things that are hard for us, in order to make us trust Him more-to lean on him more.  I don’t like things that are hard… Yet, I find it so comforting because He already knows the outcome, and I know that nothing can seperate us from His love. So my prayer for today is that my husband and I will be spectacular parents of how ever many children He chooses to bless us with, and that we will always seek His guidance in parenting and in life.
And with that thought, I must get some shut-eye…I have a long day of a mandatory class tomorrow called Hazardous Materials in which I will get a review on how to decontaminate patients who have hazardous materials on them. Fun fun!

Goodyear

Goodyear

Today’s photograph is the Goodyear Bicycle my dad learned on. For many, learning to ride a bike is another tidbit of memory to be stored away and pulled out on those days when you need a lift. There’s nothing quite like the carefree feeling of coasting down the hills on the farm-feet off the pedals and hands close to the brakes; careening precariously out of control, yet loving every minute. This exhilirating ride went on and on, well after the sun had set and the fireflies were blinking all around.
As I look at this photo today, I’m anticipating the day when my husband and I are teaching our son to ride his first bicycle, and seeing the joy on his sweet, little face when he rides for the first time by himself. Part of the joy of being a parent is it’s ability to bring the wonder and magic of childhood back into your life. We get so caught up in our own world of rushing that the small pleasures of life are forgotten. I believe the blessing of a child is God’s way of bringing that anticipation of what’s around the corner back to us.

A Time to Sow

A Time to Sow

A TIME TO SOW

Harvest season is upon us. As I mentioned in other posts, this time of year is a favorite of mine…This is also the time when farmers begin all over again; planting wheat. The wheat is nourished by the nitrogen in the snow cover through the winter, and come spring, there is a brand new, beautiful layer of green shoots in the dark ground…a true sign of spring, and new life.  There is nothing like the smell of a wet field-fresh sod scent, after a long, cold winter.  This is yet another visual reminder to those who live on or visit a farm of the abundance that abounds in our country.  A tiny seed that is planted, not only survives the winter, but flourishes, and feeds thousands of people. What an incredible thought! When I see the abundance of a new, little wheat sprouts, I am reminded of God’s grace.  Grace flourishes too, under the harshest of conditions.  It thrives, even when we are not at our best, and it too awakens new life after a harsh winter season!
This photo by the way is not availiable on my Etsy shop (www.etsy.com/shop/RusticStory) it is a family photo that I will cherish! It’s my brother-using equipment that my grandfather used to sow wheat in these very fields.  Nothing runs like a Deere!

The Answer

I know many of you out there are like me when faced with a decision…especially one that I didn’t wanna make. You know the ones that feel like a thorn in your side, and a knot in your stomach? I know God uses obstacles in life to challenge us; to keep life from getting mundane. In the end those obstacles often make for a good dinner party story, however while going through it, it does not seem fun, or hilarious.
I have had a recent decision of this nature…in fact many in the last week in particular. I know I am not alone in this decision making process, but it was hard for me to hear what God wanted me to do; that is until today. Today I received the message God intended for me through an e-mail of another friend of mine…amazing. In the minutes it took me to read the e-mail, I got a feeling in my heart that was complete peace. Many of the pieces fell together, and I was once again reminded, “God’s got this”, as another friend of mine always tells me. I have been reading an excellent book lately by Sarah Young called Jesus is Calling. In one of her entries she writes (these are words given to her by Jesus), “Anxiety is a result of envisioning the future without Me.” How very true, and how very comforting the simplicity of those words are.

Wonderful Sunday

Hello!  It’s such a beautiful, crisp fall day!  Church was uplifting today.  It always fills my heart with such joy to see the fellowship of believers I belong to!  We are headed to the mountains to have lunch with friends that we haven’t seen for a very long time, and then probably home to watch Nacho Libre, or Vegas Vacation yet again…a soothing bedtime ritual that is so comforting because of it’s familiarity.

I am an ER nurse, as well as a wife and mommy.  I worked yesterday-and I always come home burdened with other’s plight.  It has brought me to start praying for them recently.  I hope that they can find peace.  Many are not at a place in life where they are open to hearing the Good News.  It always amazes me just how many people suffer with emotionally induced illness.  Their problems have taken such a hold on them that they actually begin to experience physiological illness.  And so, with that said, I am thankful once again for my life-however humble it may be.  I am thankful for a husband who always has a song in his heart and on his lips.  I am thankful that he loves me so much that he chose to spend his life with me.  I am thankful for our son, who is the drive in my heart and the energy in my soul-even on his cranky days.  I am thankful for friends and family who support all my endeavors, even when they are corny and ridiculous!  I am thankful to God to have been born into a Christian home where the love of Christ was taught to me!  I am thankful that God gave me a creative spirit, and many wonderful things to think about.