New Adventures Pt. 1

For years I've been telling myself that I need to get some schooling done.  When Ben and I got married and moved to Houston, I was only 2 classes away from getting my Associates.  The plan was to finish my degree there once I met residency requirements.  Plans changed...babies came...we both wanted me to stay home. Then we became an Air Force family...we moved...another baby...another move...another baby...2 more moves.  You get the idea!

So, now the kids are all in school and we are (most likely) not going to be moving for a while.  I had to face the fact that MY education had been put on the back burner long enough.  The idea of going back to a traditional college environment didn't appeal to me though.  Luckily I found another option. In February I started an Administrative Assistant program through Penn Foster.  It's a career diploma program that is completely online and self-paced.  The idea was to try to get on with the school district as a school secretary so that my hours would allow me to be at home when the kids are (for the most part anyway).  When I told the kids I was starting school, Garret said "but I don't want you to work. I want you to be home with us."  The thing is, I want to be home with them too.  I also want to be able to be able to say "no" less often.  No to after school activities.  Not right now to requests for shoes, clothes, family outings.  I want more room in our budget for "extras".  Honestly, I also want something for me.  I LOVE being Mom! Sometimes, though, I miss just being Cindy. I don't know if that makes sense, or if it makes me sound selfish, but it's the truth. 

Okay, back from that tangent...I've been working on my program for 4 months and I should be done THIS FRIDAY! FRI-YAY!!! I will not, however, be applying for any Administrative Assistant jobs any time soon.  A couple months ago I found another opportunity that I am SO excited about!!!

To be continued...

Flip-flops in a Rainstorm

A couple of weeks ago I attended a women's conference at my church.  The theme was "Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain".  The thought of dancing in the rain makes me smile...it brings to mind images of childhood and fun.  The conference was great and my only disappointment was that I wasn't able to go to more of the mini-classes they offered.  I think that we probably all need a little help in learning how to stay positive in difficult, or negative, times. But I'll get back to that later.

Last Saturday, while on a campout with the boys, Ben had to replace a belt and the radiator in the Jeep on the beach!  It was definitely an unexpected expense.  Luckily, he had some very helpful men with him and we only had to pay for parts, not labor. (Although, I probably owe them all some cookies.)  He got the Jeep home, but there are still issues and it is parked in the garage for the time being. This means that he has to use the Toyota, which would not normally be an issue since I'm home all day.  Except it's been raining all week, Ben has physical therapy twice a week, we've been fighting a stomach bug off and on for almost two weeks, and Alex had to have lab work done (fasting, early morning lab work).  There has been a lot of driving back and forth! I'm frazzled and have found myself shutting down, not wanting to do anything once Ben and the kids are out the door.  This morning as I was running the kids into school late, I made a comment about wearing flip-flops in a rainstorm.  Then it struck me how well that sums up my current feelings about life. 

Ben didn't care for the thought when I shared it with him. He pointed out that our life isn't really THAT bad right now, and it's not. That's not quite what I meant.  What I meant is that I don't currently feel properly equipped to deal with my life (or what's happening IN my life, to be more accurate).  But, we equip ourselves.  I chose to wear those flip-flops when I knew that it was raining.  I have shoes, but it was faster and easier to just slip on the flip-flops.  We were running late.  I didn't want to get my tennis shoes wet. These are excuses; I had a choice to make and I made it.

So, back to the conference and the dancing in the rain.  It's currently raining on our house (literally and figuratively).  This is not a bad storm we're weathering...we've been through worse.  Others have been, or are going through, MUCH worse.  My thought is...How often do we simply grumble about the rain instead of equipping ourselves to face it?  There is no "storm" that can't be weathered by relying on our faith.  We have a Savior who has felt each and every one of our pains and heartaches. He knows what we're going through and He wants to help us!  By using the equipment we've been given, namely prayer and the scriptures, we can be comforted during the worst.

Catch-up Time

Look at that...once again it's been way too long since I've posted anything.  So I guess it's time to play catch-up again.

First day of  8th grade.

The kids have done really well in their new schools.  Lizzy did the school play last spring, The Seven Brides of Dracula.  It was cute and she had fun, but decided to do the technical side of theater this year.  She was inducted into the National Junior Honor Society last spring too.  This year she is taking Pre-AP English, an art class that she gets high school credit for, and is planning on taking a trip to Washington D.C. in June.   She is becoming such an amazing young woman.

Cast of The Seven Brides of Dracula.

First day of 5th grade.

Alex is doing better academically than he ever has (other than standardized testing, but I've got opinions about that).  We're working with a doctor and a therapist to help him learn to better manage his moods/emotions/actions.  He got a Pokémon club started at the school this year. We're so proud of him for planning and doing all the work needed to get it going. He also just joined the 4/5th grade choir.

First day of 3rd grade.

Garret is thriving. School seems to come fairly easy for him.  He's actually in the Gifted and Talented program. He's another reader, which I love.  This year he's read most of the Guardians of Ga'Hoole series. 

First day of 1st grade.

Keri is...beautiful, feisty, inquisitive, loving...pretty much the same little sassafras she's always been.  She seems to really like school and has lots of friends there (though she can't remember about half of their names).











I'm doing pretty well.  After 7 years of discomfort and nausea, I finally found a doctor who would remove my nasty gallbladder.  It's amazing the difference it's made!  I'm still working on the whole "housewife" thing. It's hard to stay on top of housework, though, when there are books to be read and yarn to be knitted. LOL  I recently finished my first commissioned work.  A friend paid me to knit a temple shawl for her.  It was exciting! She loved the finished product too, so that made it even better.

Ben has been busy at work, as always.  He's also VERY close to finishing his Associate's and has plans for his Bachelor's. Yay!

Overall, life just keeps on going. We bought our first house and have lots of plans for things we'd like to do, but haven't gotten to them yet (time and money are limited).  We adopted a dog named Eris.  She is a Belgian Malinois mix (what she's mixed with is up for debate) and quickly became a member of the family.  One of the kids favorite things that we've done is buy annual passes to Sea World.  We all LOVE it!!!  We took an unexpected trip to Washington to say goodbye to Gramma Marge.  It was not the circumstances I wanted, but it was wonderful to see everyone and Gramma is reunited with Grandpa now.  We also had the chance to visit with Ben's brother and his family in Utah on our way to and from Washington.  My sister and her kids came down here for a visit too.  I love family time!

The kids love their 4-legged sister.

Garret's Birthday and Baptism

As I mentioned in a previous post, Garret had to celebrate his birthday in transit. He was a little bummed that he didn't get to have a party with his friends, but we tried to still make it special for him. He got to choose dinner that night, so we ended up at Chuck E. Cheese (Yay for being back in the States!) for pizza and games. After we got to San Antonio, we took him to Wal-Mart and let him pick out a couple of presents for himself.

A new Skylander figure for the Wii.

 

Pokemon cards

Because of the move, we weren't able to have Garret's baptism until the middle of November.  It was a great day and we were able to share it with some wonderful people. Ben's parents, and his brother Jake and his family came over from Houston for the weekend. Ben's cousin Sophie and her family also drove across town to be there. Garret also got to share the day with his friend Asher, who also got baptized.

With Daddy before the baptism. :)

Afterward, the family all came back to the house for food and visiting. It was great to catch up with everyone after two-and-a-half years.

Confessions of a Guilty Mom

I love my children. They are four of the best things in my life, and I would give up that life to protect them without a second thought. They make me laugh. They make me look at life in a whole new way. They make my life infinitely more interesting and meaningful. But...

They also drive me crazy. They're noisy, and messy, and can't seem to get through an entire day without fighting with each other (quite often over the silliest things). I have days when I want to pull my hair out. Occasionally I have moments where I have to scream...not words, not yelling at them about something (although that happens too)...primal, wordless screams. It just builds up and comes out, and then I feel better.

Alex asked me this morning if I get lonely when they're all at school. I told him honestly that I don't. I enjoy the time to myself. After dropping them off (I drove the younger three since Keri is still recovering from pneumonia) I thought about it and realized (again) I'm not THAT mom. I don't volunteer in classrooms. I used to tell myself that once I didn't have little ones at home I would, but I don't. I am SO ready to send them back to school after summer break, or winter break, or even a long weekend. I had a friend a few years ago that was always doing little crafts with her preschoolers. I tend to let my kids do their own thing while I do mine (read, knit, etc.).

This fact causes a certain amount of "Mommy Guilt". I see posts on Facebook from friends who are LOVING spending time with their kids and wish school holidays were longer, and I think "Why don't I enjoy my kids more? Is there something wrong with me?" Mommy Guilt. That voice in your head that tells you you're not good enough. When it hits me, I try to remember this:

I don't know where it originated from, but I love it. Someone came up with this which means that IT'S NOT JUST ME! 

I think that too often I focus on the negative and forget the positive. My kids are relatively happy, I'm frequently complimented on what good kids they are, and they think that I'm the best mom ever (at least most of the time). I may not be THAT mom, but I'm THEIR mom and that is a pretty sweet blessing. I may not volunteer in their classrooms, but I smother them with hugs and kisses (when I can catch them). I may not be constantly engaged with them, but we have some pretty epic tickle fights. And we DO play games together, even if its not on a regular basis. I don't think they've ever doubted that I love them. And really...isn't that the most important thing? So, I'm going to try harder to stop comparing myself to other moms. I leave you with a quote from Elder M. Russell Ballard from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints:

Here We Go Again...Or There We Went

It's that time of year again...back to school.  I still can't believe all four kids are in school now.   And to make things even more exciting, we are moving.  We got an assignment to Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas. Yep, back to Texas!  Unfortunately, our departure date landed just a couple weeks after the start of school. We decided to let the kids start school anyway, though. So here's the first day pictures:

We left Turkey early on the morning of September 17th and arrived in San Antonio on the 19th.  It was crazy, and we had to have a mini birthday celebration enroute, but we made it.  After hanging out for a week in a one-bedroom TLF room, we decided to enroll the kids in the school on base.  They needed to get back into the swing of things and Ben and I needed to do some house-hunting since they didn't have anything for us on base.  We thought that it would take a while to find a house.
As it turns out, we found a house very quickly and the sellers were willing to let us move in right away. So...the kids went to school on base for exactly ONE WEEK!  Even more crazy...in the matter of one month they were enrolled in three different schools.  It was rough, but they seem to be all settled now. The elementary school in our neighborhood is great. Lizzy's school is big, but she seems to be doing really well.

Things are finally starting to settle down.  We are closing on the house tomorrow. Yay!!!  Now if our stuff would just hurry up and get here!  Air mattresses and camp chairs get old after a few weeks.

Garret's poem

Okay...so once again it's become obvious that I'm not good at this whole blogging thing. There have been lots of things going on and I should probably write about them and share pictures, but not right now. Right now I'm going to indulge in a "proud mama" moment.  Garret wrote a poem in school and just recently gave it to Ben.  Hopefully, neither of them will mind too much if I share it. :)

I Am From

By Garret Isom

I am an awesome fast reader,

I wonder if my dad will make me a root beer float,

I hear my parents talk about going places,

I see him handle military dogs,

I want chocolate

I am an awesome fast reader,

I pretend to be Jedi Knight,

I feel happy when my dad gets home from war,

I touch my dad's work boots because I want to wear them someday,

I worry the dogs bite him,

I cry when my dad is gone,

I am an awesome fast reader,

I understand when my dad tells me to clean my room,

I say my prayers before dinner and bedtime,

I dream for no more wars,

I try to be polite,

I hope my future will be good,

I am an awesome fast reader.

He's right...he is an "awesome fast" reader and a great little writer, too.  The kids are all becoming their own little people and I love getting to witness their growth.