Friday, March 22, 2013

So Long

I've been putting off this post.


I have been pretty quiet around here.  I've typed these same words a time or two in the past few months.  The truth is I've been quiet because this mommy blog season might be coming to an end.  My online presence has been less and less and initially I was scared to let it go but I’m ok with that now. 

I have changed so much since I began this journey with this post in 2012.  I never knew just by sharing who I was I’d find a group of friends who shared my struggles, my heart & my faith.  I've become more confident, more accepting, happier and more free.  I've become more creative and more thoughtful.  I've grown into a bolder woman for all that I believe and stand for.  At 32 I like who I am. 

I rediscovered my love for writing and found a voice.

I will never be the same because of Sarah, Christina, Brooke & Britt.  I love each of you so very much.

I'm grateful for Andi for encouraging me to get started in the first place.

As I say goodbye for now to The Houtz House Party I bid you all very best wishes, prayers and love as you continue writing your story.

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Monday, March 18, 2013

In the Trials with Shari

There are people in this life that we meet that bless us so much more than they will ever comprehend.  Shari is one of those friends.  Her heart for sharing even in trials will encourage you all so very much.  Thank you so much Shari!  I love you girl!
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Hi! I’m Shari. What a delight it is to join you ladies here at The Houtz House Party! Thanks for inviting me to contribute Kelly!

I write over at Three Monkeys in the Jungle where I share about motherhood, homeschooling, and our adventures in life. I’ve been wife to my hard working husband, Casey, for 7.5 years and we have three children, Sean {4.5}, Logan {3.5}, and Ella {2.5}. We just recently moved to Vilonia, Arkansas {a tiny town just north of Little Rock, AR}. Between long work schedules and three energetic children, there isn’t much time for quality marriage building {hello date nights at home!}. Thursday night is our “Friday” night and we usually stay up a little later than normal to watch a movie or play a game together.
First off, I want you to know that no two days are ever alike in our household. After we began to settle back into a normal routine after our big move, I created a “loose” block schedule that included what we “normally” do during the periods of “morning,” “afternoon,” and “evening” to encourage a more productive day. If you don’t think you run on much of a schedule, just try writing down what you normally do starting from when you wake up and you may just see you have a “pattern” or a general schedule to your day. Then just add in your cleaning tasks and activities. I like to leave lots of room for mothering my children and surprise messes.  


I had every intention of sharing what a day from our life is like with you for this series but my life just hasn’t been normal since our move. As hard as I tried, I just couldn’t get into a routine or snap out of what I thought was perhaps a feeling of depression. Moving is just really tough physically, financially, and emotionally so it wasn’t exactly alarming. But, there was more going on in my life. On Monday February 4th I had an odd feeling some of my symptoms were eerily familiar and I took a pregnancy test. This was quite surprising as we’d been taking measures to prevent pregnancy for two and a half years. I completely jumped out of my boots when the test showed up positive! I was literally shaking all over from the shock of this new discovery for thirty minutes afterward.
You see, I’ve secretly or sometimes not-so-secretly desired a fourth baby for over a year now but with my husband’s job situation and having three children so close in age {all going through the toddler/preschool years together!}, my husband was just not ready and didn’t want us to begin trying until he was at least more stable financially. Finding out that I was “miraculously” pregnant was a huge surprise and I was elated. I just couldn’t stop smiling. That was the first day.
Friday the 8th I had a doctor visit that turned into a nightmare as the sweet baby {discovered to be 6w6d along} that I was carrying was revealed to be located in my left fallopian tube very much outside of my uterus. I was devastated. A doctor came in and told me that I had no option but to go to surgery that very afternoon. I was bawling. The doctor and ultrasound tech left the room so I could call my husband and then my mom. Once I felt somewhat composed, I drove the hour back to my house from the doctor’s office to get my husband and kids to return back to the hospital {I’m surprised that I made it home alive as I was having to see to drive through tear filled eyes}. I’d never been so scared in my entire life.

I’m sharing this very personal albeit brief account with you all today to say that sometimes life doesn’t go as expected. Sometimes our best laid plans get ruined. Sometimes we may have to ask other people for help just to get through the day. So, as badly as many of us moms desire order and routine in our lives for our sakes as well as for our children and husbands, we have to be willing to let go and let God guide us through the unexpected or even the expected rough patches.


You may not be experiencing a physically and emotionally painful situation like the death of a loved one, a very ill child, a miscarriage, or an ectopic pregnancy and subsequent surgery, but you may be dealing with morning sickness, the flu, or a husband who travels a lot for work. Life throws curveballs that don’t fit neatly into schedules. So, I hope you find my situation and advice to be helpful wherever you are at in life.


My tips for making it through a much unexpected schedule disruption:
Diet
We didn’t eat every meal at a fast food joint but we did eat out more often than we usually do and I think my husband and kids had hotdogs a few times which is usually a rare treat for us. We’ve also been eating cereal which is something I usually avoid for breakfast in favor of more homemade options. Being willing to let go of our usual standards was a way to reduce stress. I’ll also say that I love a well-stocked freezer and before my surgery I had in my freezer bags of browned hamburger as well as frozen b/s chicken breasts, roasts, pork chops, and bags of leftover soup. It’s easy to plan frozen dinners to have in the freezer before a baby is due or if you’re exceptionally organized at freezer cooking but keeping even a few items on hand that aren’t planned for anything in particular {such as always keeping a stock of frozen chicken that your hubby can toss in a slow cooker} may be really helpful should something unexpected come up and you can’t cook. Having at least a general idea of your inventory is really helpful too so you can tell your husband in the case that he needs to prepare a meal in an emergency situation.
Cleaning
The day after my surgery, I felt guilty about how messy my kitchen was {I’d sort of neglected it with all the stress of the previous week} and decided to at least unload and reload the dishwasher, wipe down the counters, and sweep the floor {I left the pile of dirt for someone else to bend down to sweep up though}. I was in a bit of pain and was really pushing myself to get that much done but I didn’t do much else for a few days. Your house won’t start to rot just because you have to take some time off cleaning or minimize your usual cleaning expectations. I have a “daily focus area” list that has my home divided up into five sections and I assign one focus area per weekday. When life is normal, I don’t neglect the entire house to focus solely on that “focus area.” My routine includes time in the morning for my focus area cleaning and time in the afternoon for general tidying up of other areas of the home. So when things aren’t working out like normal, I drop the focus cleaning and just do general tidying as I am capable of physically. Be reasonable about what you can really accomplish and don’t be afraid to ask for help.
Help
Like I said above, don’t be afraid to ask for help. The number one most helpful thing that happened after my surgery was that my parents came to help us out for a couple days. I didn’t have to ask them to come but I knew deep down that I really did want them to come for emotional support if nothing else. It turned out that they helped with the kids, keeping up with the dishes, and the cooking {my mom is a great cook!}. But, the emotional support and just having my mind on something else {visiting with my mom} was exceptionally invaluable. My husband took off some time from work and the kids helped out some too. I’d be willing to bet that friends and family that live nearby are willing to help if asked. Sometimes people don’t offer because they’re afraid of intruding but are perfectly willing when asked. And, giving food is always a great way to help someone out during a physical or emotional trial.
Prayer
I’m going to be honest, this has been such an whirlwind ordeal that I haven’t been reading my Bible as much as I should and we don’t even have a church yet here where we moved to because my husband works Sundays and he has our only vehicle. But, other people were praying for me and I was praying for strength very often throughout my time waiting to go into the surgery and afterward as I started to grieve again. God didn’t take away my pain but instead He placed unexpected people in my life that brought the very encouraging words I needed and I know He provided that for me.
Relax
When an unexpected event arrives at your door, be willing to relax and let go of what you normally expect. Don’t spread yourself thin doing what you normally think is necessary. Understand that children and even pets may sense the increased stress level in the home and behavior changes may follow. It is helpful to distract them and provide extra attention for comfort. Be willing to let go of that grip on your schedule because, believe it or not, life won’t suddenly implode into chaos. Relaxing your expectations will give you room to grieve, heal, serve others, pray, or rest – whatever is applicable to your situation.

Sometimes the super mom is not the one who does it all but the one who knows when to let go of her control on her life. Take a step back and reflect on what really is important. If it is necessary to have clean clothes and dishes {I highly recommend paper plates for such situations} then either just do those things or ask for help in getting those tasks accomplished. If you are relegated to spending most of your day on the couch then don’t despair that your kids are being neglected, read books from the couch to them and play with them when you are capable. If you really love blogging and simply can’t clear your mind enough to write then just take a break. Give yourself some grace during a really challenging period of life and when you’re ready, you’ll be that much more up for the task of getting back to your “normal” routine.
Have you been in an emotionally or physically trying situation that disrupted your routine? Feel free to share your number one tip for healing and getting back into a normal routine afterward. Thanks for having me today!
Shari

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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

{It's a Typical Day Project} - Chaos & Confusion

Another {It's a Typical Day} Project today!  I know you love my friend Cecelia!  She's been here before!
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Here is my attempt to summarize a typical day at our house.

Baby wakes up.  When she wakes up I nurse her and she snuggles in bed with me until it's time to get our 5 year old up for school.

6:45 am - I get Mr. 5 up and our 3 year old gets up too. I would prefer it if he slept longer but he is a very light sleeper.

Mr. 5 showers (sometimes Mr. 3 too) while I make breakfast. After breakfast I let Baby have finger food in her highchair while I clean up and try to get our 5 year old to finish getting ready for school.  This is the most chaotic time of the morning. Mr. 5 doesn't want to brush his teeth, he wants to play. He goes to feed the dog but gets distracted and ends up in the playroom. He throws a fit when I tell him we're going to miss the bus if he doesn't get his shoes on.  He finally gets his shoes and coat on and runs for the door, without his bookbag or lunch box.

8:10 am - After we get back from the bus stop Baby and Mr. 3 play on the floor in the playroom while I finish dishes, wipe off the table, vacuum under the table, start laundry, respond to emails and check out the rest of the week's schedule.


9 am – Hubby comes home from his 10 hr, 3rd shift job that is over an hour away from our house. Although he's exhausted he spends time with me instead of going straight to bed.  He makes coffee and sometimes my breakfast if I haven't eaten by then. We sit at the table together and talk over our coffee. This sometimes feels like a business meeting because we have so much to catch up on. 

10 am – Mr. 3 has pesters us so much that we give in and let him watch PBS. It's Sesame Street but he's bored before it's over. He comes out every 5 minutes to ask for a snack. Even a snack can't keep him from popping in every 5 min to interrupt with some small demand.

Baby naps sometime in the morning. Never at a certain time or for a certain length.

11 am - Hubby does what ever household work he has to do. He helps me with mine or lets me take a shower with minimal interruptions from Mr. 3. 

12 pm – Lunch time for Baby and Mr. 3.  Sometimes I eat with them, if not I eat while they are napping.

1 pm – Kids are napping.  I call this my “sanity oasis”. It's my break in the middle of the day.  By this time I am feeling a bit overwhelmed and burnt out.  I spend some time on the elliptical while I read a book or watch Netflix. I also use this time to work on more laundry, clean and organize or catch up on anything else I need to.

3 pm – Kids are up. We play with Baby in her room or do puzzles/coloring/flashcards with Mr. 3.


4 pm – Pick Mr. 5 up from the bus stop.  He asks to play Wii when he gets home. I say no, not until Friday. He cries. I feel bad but know it's because he's tired, not because I am a horrible mom.  I let the boys watch PBS for one hour. I keep Baby happy or she takes another nap.


5 pm – The  boys are playing and entertaining Baby while I am contemplating dinner. The boys are very picky so I always procrastinate. We try to have them eat at least 3 bites of whatever we're having, even if they don't like it.  I have to decide if I want to make something that they will complain (and often put up a fight) about or if I will make something they will like/tolerate. 

6 pm – I am getting dinner ready and feeding Baby. She can't wait as long as everyone else.

6:30 pm – I wake up Hubby and start the shower for him (spoiled). By the time he is showered and dressed dinner is ready and the boys are at the table.

7 pm – Hubby helps with dinner clean up and gets ready to go to work.

7:30 pm – Kisses all around and hubby leaves for work. We read books, do homework, get clothes out for the next day, brush teeth and get ready for bed.

8 pm – Kids are in bed. I finish up whatever needs finished in the kitchen or do prep for the next day.

8:30 – 11 pm – I migrate to the couch to check emails, social media, catch up on stuff for the non-profit I'm active in or watch whatever I'm currently obsessed with on Netflix.  Occasionally I will indulge in a small glass of wine. This alone time is kind of nice. I can watch whatever girly stuff I want!

11 pm – I have to hit the hay because 6:45 comes all too soon. If I get any less sleep I'm a crab and we all suffer. 
  
We have had a hard time adjusting to my husband being on 3rd shift. Now my time with him is spent while the kids are awake. We used to have 3 hours to ourselves every night after they went to bed. Since we no longer have that we have to use the morning as time to catch up on all of our family business and enjoying each other's company. That has proven to be hard with a 3 year old's demands and a 9 month old's needs. Our one on one time usually has to wait for one of his days off, which he also spends sleeping half the day to try to get back to 1st shift with us. I wish I had more time for just the two of us in the mornings.

I also wish I made more time to work on preschool learning activities with Mr. 3.  He is very active and will need to practice a lot before he can sit through a day of class.

This is one of our typical days at home but we spend a lot of time doing storytime and other activities at our local library, visiting friends, playing outside and going on adventures. 

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