Month of Gratitudes

I have had such a hard time getting back here and writing.  I don't know that I want all the bad and hard stuff out there in cyberland (even though I know my few faithful followers would never care or share it) because a lot of what has been going on is my boys' story, their healing and trauma and not mine to share with the whole of the electronic world.  And somehow writing about the good stuff has been hard too.  I don't want only writing about the good stuff to make it appear that everything is okay or somehow to minimize the challenges and difficulties of our lives and how truly difficult it is and what a long journey healing is.

That being said, I need an out...somewhere to remember that our lives are going on and not just ending here.

So.....what to do?  I'm not going to make promises or set goals or whatever because I've done that before and never followed through....but I am giving myself permission to blog....and we'll see where that takes us...

Today I finished a weighted blanket and pillow case for a friend and they'll go in the mail on Monday...

I also made yummy bias to edge another quilt that has been a lost unfinished orphan for far too long

It snowed...the boys had fun....most of it is gone now

Brady worked with the boys on getting a roof on the tree house

Church is hard.  The Primary President has issues with children with mental health challenges...we haven't attended in over 2 months.  I don't know how to resolve it...but I cannot let them attend in an unsafe environment.


We want to move but the more I want to move  the more things get in the way and let me know we are going to be here awhile....I've been told in answer to my prayers that living here will always be the same the people will never change and will never truly care about our family.....I'm trusting in the Lord that if we are meant to move that he will provide a way.


The time changes tomorrow.....I'm looking forward to being able to sleep in...

I'm going to go ask my music man...if we can go out to eat....

Did you Sing Ahead?

So this past Sunday I lost an hour.

No, I take that back.....the government in their
infinite wisdom
took an hour of sleep away from me
an entire month early.

"The federal law that established "daylight time" in the United States does not require any area to observe daylight saving time. But if a state chooses to observe DST, it must follow the starting and ending dates set by the law. From 1986 to 2006 this was the first Sunday in April to the last Sunday in October, but starting in 2007, it is observed from the second Sunday in March to the first Sunday in November, adding about a month to daylight saving time."


For some reason it seems so much more of an affront to my senses to have this happening in March instead of April. Maybe I'm just grumpy from lack of sleep and need something to grumble about.



Trying to get everyone up, dressed for church and out the door was almost beyond us. Thankfully Sister Taylor was patient with us as we picked her up 15 minutes later than normal. After unloading her wheelchair and parking the van and trailer we walked into a packed chapel amidst the strains of the opening hymn all the way to the very front pew, right under the podium. I don't know why but it always bothers me more when the boys misbehave if we are at the very front. Normally we sit over on the West side and back a few rows. For some reason this comforts me that we aren't as bothersome or disruptive when the boys act their age. However by the middle of the final speaker I was done juggling Monster Baby and the two of us went out into the foyer.

When we got home from church there were no arguments about quiet time. Everyone was ready to grab a quick lunch and rest their weary heads. I didn't even wake up when DJMan headed back for his meetings with the Elders Quorum Presidency.

Oddly enough Monday morning was fairly easy to get all the little people up and moving out the door. I was still dragging however. The rest of the day went fairly predictable. It seemed like we had made an unusually easy transition to Daylight Savings Time.

So I was somewhat surprised to hear the chorus of "I Am a Child of God" being babbled out by Monster Baby early Tuesday morning. I pried my eyelids open and looked at the clock which was blinking 5:11. It was still dark out and just a couple of days ago it would have been 4 AM. So I did what any overtired mother would do, I pulled the pillow over my head and tried to go back to sleep. I must have dosed off a bit because the next thing I knew it there were three voices singing from the other room. Except this time it was their version of the Star Wars theme intermingled with various Lego ships taking off and dinosaurs roaring. This time the clock said 6:15.

And thus started the day of no naps and slightly grumpy kids and a really grumpy mom.

As I went to bed early that night I was certain they would sleep all night long. Alas at sometime around 5:45 I again awoke to baby talk for "lead me, guide me". My husband rolled over and started singing "you're gonna miss this, you're gonna want this back". And he's right it was really sweet and precious and yet I was still so tired I couldn't think straight. Wednesday both Monster baby and I took a pretty good nap.

And that must have been what he needed to get back on track because this morning he rubbed the sleepy bugs from his eyes somewhere around 8:15. Both his older brothers had been up, dressed and eaten breakfast and ready to run out the door for the morning carpool to school.

I have to admit, I missed his singing this morning; and yet sleeping until the alarm clock beeped at 7:00 was totally welcome too.

So how about you did you Sing your way into Daylight Savings Time?