Archive for July, 2006

I related a story to my sister recently of a conversation I had one late night with Bud.  He was having a rough night trying to get to sleep and it was now 1 a.m.  He wanted to say “just one more thing,” and so I let him, not realizing the enlightenment I was about to gain.

“Mom, when God made all the people, I wish He had made me like Him,” he said.

Now at this point in my story, my sister interpreted his statement in a very different light than I did.  “Wow, that is really sweet that he wants to be good and holy like God!”  And I chuckled.  I had forgotten to include the background of a week’s worth of confrontation of wills and myriad discussions of authority and rules that must be followed…even for us grown-ups, for we must all answer to someone, whether a boss, the government or God himself.  My dear little boy, however, wants to make all the rules for himself and live on his own terms.  So with these conversations in mind, I thought to myself that late night, “Well, that explains a lot,” and then I thought, “Don’t we all struggle with that same desire?”  From Eve (before that, even, when you count Satan’s fall) to now, there has been a desire in all our hearts to be equal to God, to make our own rules, to have power and dominion over consequences and outcomes, to exact revenge and manipulate events in our own favor.  The sin nature is our constant enemy. 

But my sister was right, too.  We all have a built in desire to be good and pure and holy, too.  If we didn’t, our sin nature wouldn’t plague us like it does.  And so the battle between flesh and spirit rages.

So Bud, beware your desire to “be like God.”  Strive to be holy as He is holy, but seek not his power and authority. 

And I, too, will strive each day to be filled with more of Him and less of me.


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Today I had my 16 week OB appointment, and I had a brilliant idea that maybe my DH would like to go along.  I felt bad that I had gone to all my appointments for this pregnancy and most of the ones during my last pregnancy by myself.  So, I invited him to come along and hear the baby’s heartbeat.

So we loaded up the three little ones and took off for the midwife clinic.  We didn’t have to wait long in the waiting room before they took my vitals (still no weight gain! :))and ushered us all back to the exam room.  Then we found out that only one midwife was available and she was covering both labor and delivery and the scheduled appointments and “Would you mind waiting?” Well I wasn’t about to go home, so we told them we’d wait.  Then I looked at my busy, inquisitive children and the exam room full of interesting medical equipment and quickly said, “I spy with my little eye….”  This bought us a few minutes.  Then we looked at the pictures of other babies in the hallway.  Then we tried to do math drills, but didn’t get much response.  Finally, without having broken anything and tactfully explaining only one model of a portion of the female anatomy, the midwife came in. 

We listened to the baby’s heartbeat (always a great sound), but the children were so antsy by this time and DH so occupied with keeping them from coming to any harm that our new little one was only briefly acknowledged by the rest of the crew. *sigh*   Well, I tried anyway. 

That’s why I usually go to my appointments alone.  It is so much easier for DH to babysit the others than for us all to go.  He never missed an appointment with Missy, and rarely with Bud, but things are different now.  And that’s okay.  We still feel the anticipation and joy of our new arrival…but we’re seasoned.  We’re practical.  We’re tired.  🙂 

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Well, I am very satisfied with a recent purchase I made.  My money was well spent when I bought Curly Girl by Lorraine Massey on Amazon.  I never would have heard of this little book if not for Amy at Contemplations Amid Chaos.  Thanks, Amy!  My hair will never be the same (thank goodness).

I have tried so many different styles, products, and “tricks” to get my naturally-curly hair tamed and presentable.  I could get my hair to look nice, but then it would be crunchy from all the spray gel.  I could get it to feel nice, but then I looked like Rosanne Rosannadanna. Gilda Radner (Ok, well not quite…but still.)  I dreaded humid days. Haircuts often turned into nightmares.  I would say to the beautician, “Please, just don’t make my hair poof out around my ears…”  And then cry when my hair dried and bunched up around my ears. 

But after two weeks of doing the “Curly-Girl Plan” I have soft ringlets of curls with no frizz.  My Curls(Well, ok, there may be a little frizz, but I do live in Hawaii where it is pretty humid.)  The change is wonderful.  And I don’t have to buy a bunch of expensive products.  Just conditioner and clear gel, and I am good to go.

Of course, it isn’t enough that I like my curls.  My womanly vanity also desires that others think my curls are beautiful.  Well, I can rest on that issue, thanks to Missy this afternoon.  She was playing with one of my curls, making it bounce, while I was buckling Bud in the car.  Then she said, “Mom, if your hair was food, it would be Curly Fries!”  A fine compliment, indeed. 🙂

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Bedtime Blues 2.0

Well, unfortunately, bedtime is still a battleground in our little household.  In spite of calming baths, lavender-scented baby oil massages, Benedryl (per Dr.’s instructions), storytime, books-on-tape, and lavender essential oil on pillows, it is nearly midnight, and Bud is still awake…and crying.  He has argued and fought and back-talked and been disciplined.  Doors have been pounded, injustices innumerated and pleading requests made (and subsequently been denied).  I am at a loss.  And now he says he’s hungry.  I bet he is.  It has been hours since supper.  I myself am hungry.  But because he demanded that I make him a bedtime snack after I told him to wait until breakfast, I cannot provide him food, though I am so inclined by my compassion for him.  I cannot allow him to dictate to me, for we have run up against his demands all day (week).  We have fought battle over battle, iron will against adamantium will, over such small issues as who will put a dish away.  He refuses to budge and our stand-offs often end in a clear win for neither of us. 

So as he fights sleep, and fights submission, I fight with myself.  Am I doing the right thing?  Have I been picking the wrong battles?  Am I heartlessly cruel?  Am I a complete pushover?  And one overriding question dominates…Why won’t he just go to sleep?

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Well, this week has been rough.  Particularly the last day or so.  We are struggling through a schedule change with DH’s work, we are having a very difficult week with Bud, and overall we’ve just been cranky and tired.  But, there are always moments of joy.  Sometimes we just have to look harder to find them.  (more…)

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In the last 24 hours I heard:

  • “I’m not gonna eat!”
  • “Phtbbbtphttbb!” (tongue out, spitting in disrespect)
  • “That’s not fair!”
  • “I DON’T WANT TO STAND IN THE CORNER!” –repeatedly for at least 30 minutes.
  • “I hate chicken.  I hate rice.”
  • “That’s mean!”
  • Pippin barking at 5 a.m.
  • Pippin barking at 5:45 a.m.
  • Water running outside, full blast at 7 p.m.
  • “Um, Mom, Bud is pouring buckets of water into the house through the window.”

In the past 24 hours I “discovered”:

  • Dog poo on the living room carpet (at 5:05 a.m.)
  • Dog poo on the bottom of my foot (about 5:06 a.m.)
  • Dh sleeping on the couch in the morning after an exchange of angry words at about 5:45 a.m.
  • Water all over the floor underneath the window in the living room
  • A drenched little boy who should have been brushing his teeth to get ready for bed while I rocked the baby

I’m tired.  It has been a bad day.  Too bad to blog, I told Dena.  But then I thought, “Hey, that would be a great title…”

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                    Pumpkin Muffins

I know it isn’t “pumpkin” time, but I love this recipe year round.  My kids ask for these regularly for breakfast… though with our push for morning protein, I don’t often make them.  Tonight, though, I was feeling generous.  The kids will be thrilled when they wake.

Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins

  • 1 1/2 cups white sugar
  • 1/2 cup coconut oil (can use vegetable oil)
  • 4 eggs
  • 1 1/2 cups pumpkin (or 1 small can)
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 3 cups flour (can substitute with whole wheat…still yummy!)
  • 1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
  • 1 tsp. baking soda
  • 1/2 tsp. ground cloves
  • 1/2 tsp. ground nutmeg
  • 1 tsp. ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 tsp. salt
  • 1/2 -1 cup of semisweet chocolate chips

Preheat oven to 400 degrees (F). Grease muffin cups.

Mix sugar, oil, eggs.  Add pumpkin and water.  In separate bowl mix together flour, soda, baking powder, spices and salt.  Add wet mixture and stir in chocolate chips.

Fill muffin cups 2/3 full with batter.  Bake in preheated oven for 20 to 25 minutes.  (Yields about 20 muffins)

*Note: this recipe was adapted from one on Allrecipes.com submitted by user name Donna

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