It is early at my house. The sun is out and the house is quiet. Even the garbage man has not been on our street. But thanks to my early alarm (my back) I am up early and enjoying the quiet of the house.
There is something special about having these few minutes to myself and I find myself walking around on tiptoe so as not to walk the Little Princess and spoil the mood. I have to clean up the mess left from snacks in the living room last night, but I don't want to touch them because as soon as I do, she will hear and wake up and then the magic will be broken.
I get so little time to myself where I am just alone and quiet and I can greet the day on my terms at my pace with no little voice demanding breakfast, toys, television and attention. Not that I mind that stuff but it is nice to have 1/2 hour to recharge my batteries alone before opening the door to her beaming face and greeting the rest of the day together.
Once she gets up the day really begins and I begin packing for my move, cleaning up messes, putting out garbage, and all that fun stuff. Before she gets up it feels a little like playing hooky from school, I am supposed to be doing something else but until the someone arrives to drag me back to my duties, I have no intention of going back on my own.
Silly I know, because left to my own devices, I would go back on my own and I know that given a little time, I will probably wake her up. But in the meantime,I am enjoying my little mini-vacation. Rambling on to you about some nonsense that you probably don't really feel like reading but when I opened my blog to write this is what came. Lucky you, huh?
Love
by Jo Ann Merrell
If I live in a house of spotless beauty
with everything in its place,
but have not love,
I am a housekeeper ...
not a homemaker.
If I have time for waxing, polishing,
and decorative achievements,
but have not love,
my children learn of cleanliness
... not godliness.
Love leaves the dust
in search of a child's laugh.
Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints
on a newly cleaned window.
Love wipes away the tears
before it wipes up the spilled milk.
Love picks up the child
before it picks up the toys.
Love is present through the trials.
Love reprimands,
reproves and is responsive.
Love crawls with the baby,
walks with the toddler,
runs with the child,
then stands aside to let
the youth walk into adulthood.
Love is the key
that opens salvation's message
to a child's heart.
Before I became a mother
I took glory in my house of perfection.
Now I glory in God's perfection
of my child.
As a mother,
there is much I must teach my child ...
but the greatest of all is
"LOVE."
Oct 3, 2005
Oct 2, 2005
Tagged!
I got tagged by momyblogR. Woo-hoo let's PLAY!
The rules are as follows:
1. Go into your achieves.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.
My sentence was:
The mother loves her older daughter more.
I had just watched a Dr. Phil episode and I was completely heartbroken over the way that this mother treated her younger daughter.
Well it is Sunday and it will probably be a quiet day in our house today. Nothing further from the Wicked Witch, so fun stories on that front.
I have one question, have you ever noticed that every fall they networks all seem to get together and come up with one premise and then each run there separate ways to enlarge on it. So when we are watching the new shows for the fall there seems to be an abundance of the same story told 15 different ways and 15 different variations. And it is left to you to figure out which one you like and which one you think will last past 13 weeks into its first season.
Well, I gotta gotta go contemplate the meaning of the universe or maybe I'll just make breakfast, talk at ya later.
I'm tagging:
* M. C. Pearson
* kenju
* ribbiticus
* ensurt
* Carmi
Have fun!!!
The rules are as follows:
1. Go into your achieves.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.
My sentence was:
The mother loves her older daughter more.
I had just watched a Dr. Phil episode and I was completely heartbroken over the way that this mother treated her younger daughter.
Well it is Sunday and it will probably be a quiet day in our house today. Nothing further from the Wicked Witch, so fun stories on that front.
I have one question, have you ever noticed that every fall they networks all seem to get together and come up with one premise and then each run there separate ways to enlarge on it. So when we are watching the new shows for the fall there seems to be an abundance of the same story told 15 different ways and 15 different variations. And it is left to you to figure out which one you like and which one you think will last past 13 weeks into its first season.
Well, I gotta gotta go contemplate the meaning of the universe or maybe I'll just make breakfast, talk at ya later.
I'm tagging:
* M. C. Pearson
* kenju
* ribbiticus
* ensurt
* Carmi
Have fun!!!
Oct 1, 2005
The Wicked Witch of the Avalon
I have just heard from the evilest person I know, The Wicked Witch of the Avalon. she found my old blog the one where I am all nice nice all the time. She emailed me. She is my husband's Aunt. I HATE her.
When I was in the hospital having the Little Princess, she told lies about my mom that had my mom in my hospital room crying when I just had my daughter. She caused a rift between my family and my dh's family that has never healed. She lives for trouble. She lives to cause as much trouble as she possibly can. She is nice to your face and then talks about you behind your back. I HATE HER!!
When I first had the Little Princess she threatened to have her taken away from me because I didn't give her water and because the Little Princess liked her formula cold and because the Little Princess had to have iron free formula. I was a new mommy making the best decisions I could with the help of my doctor and all she could do was threaten. I HATE HER!!!! She has since threatened several other parents with the same thing. UGH!
Don't get me wrong. I was nice in the email but I have this feeling inside like I was just talking to the evilest person I have ever known. the only person I have ever hated.
So, just to be safe and to hide this blog from her, I have made a couple of changes to make it more difficult for the Wicked Witch to find me.
When I was in the hospital having the Little Princess, she told lies about my mom that had my mom in my hospital room crying when I just had my daughter. She caused a rift between my family and my dh's family that has never healed. She lives for trouble. She lives to cause as much trouble as she possibly can. She is nice to your face and then talks about you behind your back. I HATE HER!!
When I first had the Little Princess she threatened to have her taken away from me because I didn't give her water and because the Little Princess liked her formula cold and because the Little Princess had to have iron free formula. I was a new mommy making the best decisions I could with the help of my doctor and all she could do was threaten. I HATE HER!!!! She has since threatened several other parents with the same thing. UGH!
Don't get me wrong. I was nice in the email but I have this feeling inside like I was just talking to the evilest person I have ever known. the only person I have ever hated.
So, just to be safe and to hide this blog from her, I have made a couple of changes to make it more difficult for the Wicked Witch to find me.
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