Life as a Crazy Parent of a Lot of Children

I was thinking about how most days are just one of those days. Like Monday for example. I was in the car for 6 hours. I left my house at 1 to pick up oldest daughter from HS then drove over to her cheer gym to clean. Then 25 min drive out to other kid's school to pick up. Then home to grab clothes and snacks while most kids stayed in car. Then picked up girl we are car pooling with and drove 25 min. back to the gym to drop off cheer girls. Then another 35 min. up north for counseling. Then over to Costco to pick up groceries and then 25 min back home. We didn't get home until 7 and then there was dinner to make and homework to do with the kids. Late night up getting all of that done and then Tuesday was more of the same. Even when you do your best to do everything right sometimes the whole day is just stinky.

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Anonymous said…

Hey Miss Becky...this is a voice from way back in your past to share a thought.

At age 42, I've learned that it doesn't matter what the outside of me looks like. What matters most are two things:

1. That those who matter most to me love me 'as is' (they do), and,

2. I can love myself 'as is' (most days, I can).

Life is short. Enjoy the spatula pie while you can!

(have you figured out who this is yet)?

8/04/2008 10:51 AM

Pushed to the Limits Sometimes

I have been pretty overwhelmed lately. Actually it seems to be a recurring theme in my life that I am not very pleased about. I tend to wonder why it is that I get into situations where I feel overwhelmed. I question my ability to put my life in the right perspective. So, next week in particular is going to be beastly! My larger roles will include....teacher, preschool teacher, employee (24 hours next week), mother, maid, and cook. The problem is that I don't feel like I am excelling at any of them. For instance Zach. He needs me to be a great teacher, to give him my best and most undivided attention. Instead I am giving my all to stay awake and the rest goes to him and Jillian.

Loving Moments

I had one of the most tender moments as a mother the other day. Somehow, as our family was sitting around the kitchen table talking, we got on the subject of who we would like to meet when we die. We all felt like there isn't anybody famous that we would even care to meet. We then started talking about biblical people. I said I would like to meet Noah, or Captain Moroni. I was sure that I am not the only one that wants to meet them, I'm sure they will be inundated with people wanting to meet them! Then Andrew got very solemn. He got very emotional as he said he would like to meet his Heavenly Mother. He then looked at me and said, if she was more amazing and glorious than me that he couldn't even imagine how incredible meeting her would be. He cried, I cried and we hugged a gentle, loving, mom and son hug.

Broccoli Salad

My children have this thing for broccoli salad and they beg me to make it weekly. Every time I make it I become mom of the week around here which I happen to like! One would think that it might be odd for kids to love broccoli salad, and I am not necessarily thinking it is normal, but I do know it is pretty tasty. I decided for today's post to share my recipe. Beware, I am all about easy so don't expect something elaborate, and I cook for a crowd so if you want to make this adjust to your size of family. 1/2 package of broccoli florets from Costco (chopped) 1/2 red cabbage (shredded) 2 handfuls (or add to desired preference) of Craisins 2 handfuls (or add to desired preference) of real bacon bits 2 handfuls (or add to desired preference) of unsalted sunflower seeds 1/2 a bottle of Kraft Creamy Poppyseed Dressing Mix Seriously, if my kids scarf this salad down I promise most kids will.

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