1 Corinthians for Moms

I just read this on someone's blog and I had to copy it. I love this.


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 cleanliness- not godliness.

If I scream at my children for every infraction, and fault them for every mess they make, but have not love, my children become people-pleasers, not obedient children.

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 accepts the fact that I am the ever-present "mommy", the taxi-driver to every childhood event, the counselor when my children fail or are hurt.

Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, and runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youth walk into adulthood.

Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection. Now I glory in God's perfection of my child.

All the projects I had for my house and my children have faded away into insignificance, and what remain are the memories of my kids.

Now there abides in my home scratches on most of the furniture, dishes with missing place settings, and bedroom walls full of stickers, poster and markings, but the greatest of all is the Love that permeates my relationships with my children.

Ag Fest

I have never been to Ag Fest before. I didn't know what to expect. But, I was sure that the animals alone would be worth it for the kids. Oh MY. I had no idea how cool it was. With in a few minutes of being there we were looking for a bag for all the free stuff we got. (I am also a sucker for free) We got plants, food, seeds, rides on horses. The kids got to watch a sheep get sheared. Pet tons of animals. We were there for almost 4 hours. And we could have spent longer. But, I had a very tired 2 year old and I was so sleepy. I highly recommend it. It was amazing. I had my hands full by myself and so I wasn't able to get many pictures. But it is going to stay in my memory for a long time.

Gardening

I have been feeling guilty lately. I have to start off by saying I love my yard and all that it offers. Lots of grass, little amounts of flower beds and a side of just concrete which is flat and great for ball and riding bikes. Oh yeah and it is fenced. Lately though I have been feeling like I am letting the world down by not having a garden. I feel like I am somehow not contributing to "helping the earth" I mean my goodness even the white house is getting rid of some of there grass for a garden.
But, then I go out there to play with the kids or weed and I am so happy with the usefulness of my yard. It really serves it's purpose for us. Room for the swing set, trampoline and yet we still have room to play ball and all that. If I did put in a garden what would I have to give up to make room for it? The good places for it would be where the swing set is or right in front of the shed which means that balls would land on it all the time. I LOVE grass. It is soft to run on and fun to lay in and look at the sky. So my question to you all, is it bad that I don't garden and do my part to help out. If that is what I am truly doing.

What can you do?

I for the most part don't feel like I complain a lot about my situation. I mean it truly is what it is and me complaining only rubs off on the kids and really what does it change?
But, something always happen when my husband is gone. Something always goes wrong. So my husband was home for two weeks and the day he left the ants showed up. Now it really isn't a big deal. They come every year at this time. It was just kind of a coincidence. Then the next day the blind string came off so they won't open and close with the string. Again no big deal. At least I have blinds and can still close and open them. The thing that stinks it when the kids are sick. Like now. I am again so thankful for my family. Riley has had a goopy eye and then this morning she started vomiting. Now thankfully she hit the toliet and bucket most of the day. I took her to the doc. And sure enough another ear infection. 3rd one since January. And the vomiting stopped. Until tonight. We went to get the RX after nap and went to my parents. The doctor had said to wait until later in the day to give her the meds to make sure she could keep it down. We got to my parents at 5ish and she threw up right as we got there. Then she played for awhile and she still wasn't herself, but had more energy. Then she had a piece a of toast and then started whinning and wanting to go home. We get home and I set her on the counter and gave her the first part of her meds and she threw up. Yep, and this is when you want your husband. All over me, herself and the floor. I have to say gross. Not the first time but usually my husband is here and we head right for the shower. But, how do you do that by yourself. You can't bathe her and then hope she doesn't fall in the shower and you can't shower alone because what if she throws up again and you are in the shower. I mean Brayden is a huge help in grabbing towels for me and all that. He has been a trooper. Just a sweet, sweet boy. So, I had Brayden call my mom and ask if my dad, or siblings were home so she could come over and let me shower. But, she couldn't but once again they rescued me. My dad and sister stopped by so I could shower. So, while I waited I gave Riley a bath and got her situated. Now we just pray that Brayden and I don't get it. Thankfully, she is sleeping now and we shall see how the night goes. But, situations like this really make you wish you other half were here.