December 31, 2010 Blessing #238
I love times that seem made for reflection--like the ending of one chapter or the beginning of the next. My life is full of them-the beginning or end of a semester or school year, children's birthdays, and anniveraries just to name a few. But the best time for me to pause and think about where I've been, where I am, and where I am going is the end of a calendar year. I always make a resolution or two (last year it was to stay in shape--I am in shape I suppose, albeit a bit rounder one than last year!) I only make ones I know I can keep, and since I struggle with an insane need to meet or surpass my own expectations, I keep them. So this year, here they are:
1. I will make my bed every day. I used to do it--but after baby #2, it fell by the wayside. It is something small and possible-but I think it has a profound influence on my state of mind.
2. Trey and I will be in less consumer debt at the end of 2011 than we are at the beginning. This one is also possible, but a big larger in scope-it means lots of things. Perhaps most importantly, it means we will continue our pay stuff off and stop buying campaign in the midst of a new baby and all the expenses that will come with her.
So, that's it! Today I am thankful to see the close of another year. I'm thankful for the wonderful journey of 2010--and for the one ahead in 2011. I have loved spending the last few weeks reflecting on 2010--at the bottom of this post you will find the Christmas letter we sent out (ahem, for free!) to our friends and family. It was a great year--and I bet next year will be too.
Merry Christmas from the Scott family
Trey, Anna, Chip (8), and Katie (5)
Dear Friends and Family,
Once again, it has been two years since we sent a Christmas letter. Time just seems to fly! So here we go with the updates!
Trey just finished his ninth year as a Physical Therapist and Athletic Trainer at Athens Orthopedic Clinic. After much prayer, he decided to start his own business as well, and is seeing personal training clients on the side. With two jobs he doesn’t have much time to spare. Still, he managed to be the assistant coach of Chip’s soccer team, a deacon at Milledge Avenue Baptist Church, and a board member for Bethlehem Ministry. He is always looking for races and triathlons to enter, and this year he completed the Tri for a Cure in Athens and the Inaugural Athens ½ Marathon. He also took me to Jamaica this summer for our 9th anniversary. It was a fabulous trip, and we made memories we’ll treasure forever. It will be 10 years or more before we can do something like that again-especially since Baby Girl Henslee Scott is on the way. She will arrive in March, and is named after Trey’s Mom, Jane Henslee Scott. Speaking of Jane, we have been so blessed by her early diagnosis, rapid treatment, and recovery from breast cancer. She underwent a bilateral mastectomy and chemotherapy, but she barely winced or slowed down. She has been an inspiration to women everywhere,-and a staunch supporter of those encountering the same diagnosis. Please pray that she will continue to triumph over cancer.
Chip is in 2nd grade at Athens Academy and engrossed in Harry Potter books. He is currently reading #4, and if we’re not careful he will stay up all night to finish. He is still playing fall and spring soccer, and this year began basketball in the winter. We are so proud of his progress in piano-he began taking lessons in the Fall of 2009, and just wowed us with his 2nd Christmas recital. In March of this year, he traveled with Trey and me to Haiti. We are still very active with Bethlehem Ministry and continue to pray for and support their work. The trip in March included the three of us, students from Athens Academy, and several healthcare professionals from Georgia. Chip was very insightful, and one evening at reflection, explained to everyone, “Basically, in America we have everything and aren’t happy. But in Haiti, they have nothing and are happy.”
Katie is in her 2nd year at Athens Academy in Pre-K. She wowed us in her ballet recital in May-she is one that is born for the stage. In the spring she played Fannie goat in the class play, and stole the -show! This fall, she started soccer in her afterschool program, and is looking forward to playing on a team next year. She didn’t get to make this trip to Haiti, but we will take her in the next couple of years. She has spent time at the farm with Nana and Papa (my folks) and in Conyers with Granna and Paw Paw (Trey’s folks), and Aunt Jean while we were globetrotting. Thank goodness for their help! She did enjoy our summer trip to Brunswick. My Mom went with me and the kids-and even went with us to Summer Waves.
As for me, I’m in my 4th year at Athens Academy, and feel like I have died and gone to teacher and Mommy heaven. I teach 9th grade Biology and 11th grade Honors Human Biology and serve as the Interact Club sponsor. In October I got to travel with Trey to Minneapolis to attend the National Association of Biology Teachers conference, where I was honored with the 2010 Georgia Outstanding Biology Teacher Award. It was a great conference, and I was so impressed with Minneapolis. It is a great city! Still, the most transforming events of the year once again happened for me in Haiti. It was so special to share that experience with Chip and my students. Check out the video my students made about their experience. Do Something for Haiti Video As I have before, I came home with an intense awareness of the blessings in my life. Now, I’m doing my best to maintain that focus, and to that end have begun a daily gratitude blog. It is called Blessings 365 and forces me to find blessings even on the tough days. Please follow along!
Well, I guess that about does it! If you haven’t already, please let us know what is going on with your family. We wish you the Peace the Christ child brings this Holiday season. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Trey, Anna, Chip, and Katie (and Henslee too!)
Friday, December 31, 2010
Whirling Dirvish Day 2
December 30, 2010 Blessing #237
The nesting continues--today I tackled the coat closet and the pantry. I can't believe how much room we have in this house--especially since I've been feeling crowded lately. Turns out the crowdedness was just all the clutter. Usually, I'm pretty anti-clutter, but lately there just hasn't been time for a purge and it has gotten out of hand.
Anyway, I don't believe more space or fancier space is the answer to organization issues.There was a time when I thought bigger was better, but I'm over it. Now I get it--that I'm grown up. Bigger house = Big Moving Expenses = Bigger mortgage = Bigger debt = Bigger stress = Bigger health problems!
So, now I'm committed to using wisely and loving the space I have. Turns out I'm not the only blogger feeling this way--check out this entry from one of the gluten free blogs I follow:
Off the Wheaten Path-Love the kitchen you are in!
I mentioned in my last post that our bed and bath and our kitchen are hideous. I don't mean slightly out of date--I mean straight up ugly! And they will be for a while---until we finish paying off our debt or until it rains money. At this point, I'm not sure which is more likely to happen first!
So, today I'm thankful for running water I use for cooking and bathing, appliances that work, and meals and fellowship that start in my ugly kitchen. Sometimes, I need to be reminded that I started this exercise to maintain an awareness of blessings after my most recent trip to Haiti. I live in a castle. And I'm grateful for every room--every inch of it!
The nesting continues--today I tackled the coat closet and the pantry. I can't believe how much room we have in this house--especially since I've been feeling crowded lately. Turns out the crowdedness was just all the clutter. Usually, I'm pretty anti-clutter, but lately there just hasn't been time for a purge and it has gotten out of hand.
Anyway, I don't believe more space or fancier space is the answer to organization issues.There was a time when I thought bigger was better, but I'm over it. Now I get it--that I'm grown up. Bigger house = Big Moving Expenses = Bigger mortgage = Bigger debt = Bigger stress = Bigger health problems!
So, now I'm committed to using wisely and loving the space I have. Turns out I'm not the only blogger feeling this way--check out this entry from one of the gluten free blogs I follow:
Off the Wheaten Path-Love the kitchen you are in!
I mentioned in my last post that our bed and bath and our kitchen are hideous. I don't mean slightly out of date--I mean straight up ugly! And they will be for a while---until we finish paying off our debt or until it rains money. At this point, I'm not sure which is more likely to happen first!
So, today I'm thankful for running water I use for cooking and bathing, appliances that work, and meals and fellowship that start in my ugly kitchen. Sometimes, I need to be reminded that I started this exercise to maintain an awareness of blessings after my most recent trip to Haiti. I live in a castle. And I'm grateful for every room--every inch of it!
Whirling Dirvish!
December 29, 2010 Blessing #236
Today, I bring a new clarity to the term whirling dirvish. Our contractor is here, and there is finally progress in Henslee's room. When Trey woke me at 6:30 (sleeping in!!) and told me he was coming, I sprang into action. I have cleaned up and out two kids rooms, thoroughly cleaned the kitchen, and cleaned out my closet and bedroom. I'm not sleeping well the last couple of nights--hip discomfort and trips to the potty, but this stream of energy feels limitless. It's nesting, I guess--and good thing took since I probably won't have another break from school before she arrives.
I am confident that folks in Atlanta heard my victory dance as the 1989 carpet was carried down the stairs and out the door! There are no words to adequately describe the nastiness of that carpet-or the heebee jeebies it gave me. The room has been a spill over room--part play room, scrapbook room, and guest room, but I was embarrassed for anyone to see it!
Trey and I bought our home 6.5 years ago--in a great neighborhood! The catch to living in this great neighborhood was buying the house no one else seemed to want and the only one we could almost afford. It has been very slow, but room by room we are getting the carpet out and bringing the updates in. It feels great to check one more room off the list! Our bedroom and bath is the next big project--then the kids' bathroom--then the kitchen. We are a long way from starting any of those, but the list is definitely shorter than it was when we moved in, and even though I'm impatient, there is something special about taking this house and making it our home.
So today, I'm thankful to be nesting. I'm thankful for our contractor. I'm thankful for the beans and rice we will eat the rest of the month after we pay him, and I feel very blessed to be turning this house into a home.
Today, I bring a new clarity to the term whirling dirvish. Our contractor is here, and there is finally progress in Henslee's room. When Trey woke me at 6:30 (sleeping in!!) and told me he was coming, I sprang into action. I have cleaned up and out two kids rooms, thoroughly cleaned the kitchen, and cleaned out my closet and bedroom. I'm not sleeping well the last couple of nights--hip discomfort and trips to the potty, but this stream of energy feels limitless. It's nesting, I guess--and good thing took since I probably won't have another break from school before she arrives.
I am confident that folks in Atlanta heard my victory dance as the 1989 carpet was carried down the stairs and out the door! There are no words to adequately describe the nastiness of that carpet-or the heebee jeebies it gave me. The room has been a spill over room--part play room, scrapbook room, and guest room, but I was embarrassed for anyone to see it!
Trey and I bought our home 6.5 years ago--in a great neighborhood! The catch to living in this great neighborhood was buying the house no one else seemed to want and the only one we could almost afford. It has been very slow, but room by room we are getting the carpet out and bringing the updates in. It feels great to check one more room off the list! Our bedroom and bath is the next big project--then the kids' bathroom--then the kitchen. We are a long way from starting any of those, but the list is definitely shorter than it was when we moved in, and even though I'm impatient, there is something special about taking this house and making it our home.
So today, I'm thankful to be nesting. I'm thankful for our contractor. I'm thankful for the beans and rice we will eat the rest of the month after we pay him, and I feel very blessed to be turning this house into a home.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Someone Marvelous is Coming!
December 28, 2010 Blessing #235
Oh my goodness. There is really a baby coming--and she's going to be here sooner rather than later. Today was check up and ultrasound day at the OB's office, and with my entourage, we filled up the place. In attendance were both grandmothers, both siblings, and Aunt Cary. I am 28.5 weeks along--and Henslee looks perfect. She is big--but that is par for the course with Trey's and Anna's babies. You can see for yourself:
Oh my goodness. There is really a baby coming--and she's going to be here sooner rather than later. Today was check up and ultrasound day at the OB's office, and with my entourage, we filled up the place. In attendance were both grandmothers, both siblings, and Aunt Cary. I am 28.5 weeks along--and Henslee looks perfect. She is big--but that is par for the course with Trey's and Anna's babies. You can see for yourself:
Snuggling against Placenta
Trying to Sleep
Pretty Profile
Anyway--looking at her, I cried with happiness of course--and then it sank in. The Dr. said it is time for me to start going every 2 weeks now--how can I be this far along already? Regardless, this is happening. I have no baby room (our contractor is MIA), no idea what clothes she needs b/c I can't look through mine without a room to do it in, no idea how we are going to pay for her childcare when I head back to work in August, and I only have 8 more weeks or so to work with my students before she arrives. Still, I'm not too bothered by all the details. I mean, just look at her. She is perfect and full of promise--and that's what matters. All the rest of it, will fall into place. So today, I thank God for this precious little baby-and all the family who is here and waiting to love her! What a great way to enter the world!
Two More Christmases!
December 27, 2010 Blessing #234
After it got above freezing we piled in the car and headed to Conyers to celebrate Aunt Carol Anne's birthday and Christmas with her family. Usually, we gather on the 26th, but the Scotts couldn't make it in all the snow. Anyway, it was wonderful to stretch Christmas another day. We had a wonderful time celebrating with the Townsend family, and I can't help but gush about how lucky I am to have so much family so close. Trey and I are so lucky, because so many people love our children and love us.
We headed home and Jean and Denny +3 of their boys, and Cary were here to celebrate Christmas again. We laughed and laughed--and the kids played and played. Cary spent the night in Katie's room-and that just sent Katie over the edge with excitement! It was another day to focus on love, family, and Christmas--and I'm so grateful.
After it got above freezing we piled in the car and headed to Conyers to celebrate Aunt Carol Anne's birthday and Christmas with her family. Usually, we gather on the 26th, but the Scotts couldn't make it in all the snow. Anyway, it was wonderful to stretch Christmas another day. We had a wonderful time celebrating with the Townsend family, and I can't help but gush about how lucky I am to have so much family so close. Trey and I are so lucky, because so many people love our children and love us.
We headed home and Jean and Denny +3 of their boys, and Cary were here to celebrate Christmas again. We laughed and laughed--and the kids played and played. Cary spent the night in Katie's room-and that just sent Katie over the edge with excitement! It was another day to focus on love, family, and Christmas--and I'm so grateful.
Freezing Time
December 26, 2010 Blessing #233
We woke up this morning to a beautiful landscape-I can't get over seeing a real snow fall on Christmas! We spent the morning warm, dry, and safe inside waiting for the snow to stop. We did get some time to play outside. Katie only lasted about 5 minutes. Turns out she likes to look at snow more than play in it. That is just fine with me, since I don't have snow worthy clothes that will cover my pregnant belly! Chip loved it and he and his Dad turned it in to a Nerf battleground. So, this day I am thankful for our warm, safe home and time to just enjoy each other. We had to reschedule one of our favorite gatherings in Conyers, but here it felt like Christmas day just kept going. How often do we wish we could freeze time? Well, the Scotts pulled it off! Almost literally!
We woke up this morning to a beautiful landscape-I can't get over seeing a real snow fall on Christmas! We spent the morning warm, dry, and safe inside waiting for the snow to stop. We did get some time to play outside. Katie only lasted about 5 minutes. Turns out she likes to look at snow more than play in it. That is just fine with me, since I don't have snow worthy clothes that will cover my pregnant belly! Chip loved it and he and his Dad turned it in to a Nerf battleground. So, this day I am thankful for our warm, safe home and time to just enjoy each other. We had to reschedule one of our favorite gatherings in Conyers, but here it felt like Christmas day just kept going. How often do we wish we could freeze time? Well, the Scotts pulled it off! Almost literally!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Merry White Christmas!
December 25, 2010 Blessing #232
Merry Christmas! Santa definitely made it to the Scott house! It was a great day--the kids got to stay in their PJs all day long, eat waffles from the waffle iron for breakfast, and visit with Nana, Papa, Grandmommy, Granna, PawPaw, and Mama Scott. Isn't it amazing that my children got to spend their holiday with 2 sets of grand parents and 2 Great Grandmothers? It was marvelous that Trey and I had time to play with the kids--he played Wii and Nerf battled with Chip, and I painted Katie's fingernails. We just don't get enough time to do that! We put together necklaces, painted pictures, and remembered the fabulousness of childhood.
We had a stay in jammies, be warm and cozy, eat soup kind of day. And just when I thought it couldn't get better it started to snow. It was already dark, so we didn't play in it right away--but when we looked outside it looked like we lived in an Enchanted Christmas village. Athens got 3 inches over Christmas night-and it was the most beautiful Christmas I can remember. So, today, I'm thankful for the best Christmas ever--that's what Chip called it!
Here are some pics from the day:
Merry Christmas! Santa definitely made it to the Scott house! It was a great day--the kids got to stay in their PJs all day long, eat waffles from the waffle iron for breakfast, and visit with Nana, Papa, Grandmommy, Granna, PawPaw, and Mama Scott. Isn't it amazing that my children got to spend their holiday with 2 sets of grand parents and 2 Great Grandmothers? It was marvelous that Trey and I had time to play with the kids--he played Wii and Nerf battled with Chip, and I painted Katie's fingernails. We just don't get enough time to do that! We put together necklaces, painted pictures, and remembered the fabulousness of childhood.
We had a stay in jammies, be warm and cozy, eat soup kind of day. And just when I thought it couldn't get better it started to snow. It was already dark, so we didn't play in it right away--but when we looked outside it looked like we lived in an Enchanted Christmas village. Athens got 3 inches over Christmas night-and it was the most beautiful Christmas I can remember. So, today, I'm thankful for the best Christmas ever--that's what Chip called it!
Here are some pics from the day:
Katie and her Hello Kitty Makeup Set
Chip with his new Mario game for Wii
Chip plays the piano for Grandmommy
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Christmas Eve 2010
December 24, 2010 Blessing #231
Yes, late, I know, but I've been unplugged for the Holidays. And being unplugged feels good! My cell phone was off, I wasn't doing email, and I felt more connected than ever to what really matters. We were up early on Christmas Eve to head to Granna's. It was wonderful there-wonderful watching the kids play together, wonderful to feel the love in the room, and wonderful to share a delicious meal. Everything was made even more intensely wonderful than years past by the knowledge that Granna is on the other side of a battle with cancer. We all kept laughing about how crowded things will be next year-with Courtni's twins and Henslee crawling around--it is so fun to think about all the big changes coming up in 2011.
We left Conyers and headed to the Christmas Eve service at church. It was beautiful--at the end we sang O Little Town of Bethlehem and Silent Night in the candlelight. I was so overcome with love for my family and gratitude for Christmas that the tears just started to flow--they were the happiest possible tears.
Anyway, then we headed to Jean's house so our kids could exchange presents and make cookies for Santa (gluten free, of course! I mean Santa could have a gluten allergy...). It was a great visit and being with Carson, Payton, Chip, and Katie, it was impossible not to catch full throttle Christmas excitement! So, this day, I can't pick just one blessing. It was all wonderful and during every moment I was so thankful for the blessings of Christmas--the gift of the Christ child, the child in my womb, the love within my family, the innocence of my children, my warm home and kitchen full of food--I could just go on and on-but you get the idea.
Check out this gorgeous picture of Katie and Carson mixing cookies:
Yes, late, I know, but I've been unplugged for the Holidays. And being unplugged feels good! My cell phone was off, I wasn't doing email, and I felt more connected than ever to what really matters. We were up early on Christmas Eve to head to Granna's. It was wonderful there-wonderful watching the kids play together, wonderful to feel the love in the room, and wonderful to share a delicious meal. Everything was made even more intensely wonderful than years past by the knowledge that Granna is on the other side of a battle with cancer. We all kept laughing about how crowded things will be next year-with Courtni's twins and Henslee crawling around--it is so fun to think about all the big changes coming up in 2011.
We left Conyers and headed to the Christmas Eve service at church. It was beautiful--at the end we sang O Little Town of Bethlehem and Silent Night in the candlelight. I was so overcome with love for my family and gratitude for Christmas that the tears just started to flow--they were the happiest possible tears.
Anyway, then we headed to Jean's house so our kids could exchange presents and make cookies for Santa (gluten free, of course! I mean Santa could have a gluten allergy...). It was a great visit and being with Carson, Payton, Chip, and Katie, it was impossible not to catch full throttle Christmas excitement! So, this day, I can't pick just one blessing. It was all wonderful and during every moment I was so thankful for the blessings of Christmas--the gift of the Christ child, the child in my womb, the love within my family, the innocence of my children, my warm home and kitchen full of food--I could just go on and on-but you get the idea.
Check out this gorgeous picture of Katie and Carson mixing cookies:
Daddy's home!
December 23, 2010 Blessing #230
Finally, Trey was off! We were still running around trying to finish up errands and shopping, but it was wonderful to see the kids so excited about Daddy being home. All week, they've been waking up asking "Where's Daddy? Why does he always have to work?"
By the end of the day, the groceries and last gifts had been bought, documents for our refinance had been scanned and sent, and the pictures from the digital camera had been uploaded! You know it's a good day if we empty the digitial camera!
So, I'm thankful my children have 2 parents--and I'm thankful we have a few days off togehter. Check out these pics:
Finally, Trey was off! We were still running around trying to finish up errands and shopping, but it was wonderful to see the kids so excited about Daddy being home. All week, they've been waking up asking "Where's Daddy? Why does he always have to work?"
By the end of the day, the groceries and last gifts had been bought, documents for our refinance had been scanned and sent, and the pictures from the digital camera had been uploaded! You know it's a good day if we empty the digitial camera!
So, I'm thankful my children have 2 parents--and I'm thankful we have a few days off togehter. Check out these pics:
With Nana in Brunswick Aug 2010
Snuggle Time!
Easter Morning 2010
Undersea Princess and Harry Potter
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Footed Pajamas
This is the way the Holidays are supposed to be! It was a fabulous, stress-free day. The kids and I ran to Walmart this morning to pick up a few things and it wasn't even crowded. We spent the afternoon wrapping presents and taking an hour long walk (well, Chip biked and spent most of his time waiting on me!). The weather was gorgeous--and the kids got a ton of play outside time, which they were really needing!
Tonight, my best friend since 8th grade, Heather, came to visit with her family and we got to watch our kids exchange presents. They were so excited to see each other--it reminded me of how Heather and I always said we'd grow up and live next door to each other so our kids could play. Tonight was the next best thing!
She has a daughter, Merritt, born last March--and tonight she brought me tons of clothes that will be just the right season for Henslee. I mean this little girl isn't going to need a thing to wear! Nothing says a baby is coming like bibs and footed pajamas! As we sat and went through each item it just became so real to me, and I got so excited I nearly turned inside out. Little bitty toes--little bitty fingers--little bitty peach fuzz for hair! All the wonderful babyness is about to be back in the Scott house!
So--tonight I'm thankful for my friendship with Heather--for her beautiful family--for loads of clothes, and for this baby girl who will be here before I know it!
The Miracles of Science and Preventative Care
December 21, 2010 Blessing #228
A bit late, I guess, but yesterday was the first day I could get the kids to the Dr. for their well-child checks (Remember their birthdays were in October and November!). It was lovely to see Dr. Glassman under those circumstances--even though I'm confident folks all the way in Atlanta could hear Katie's screams about the shot and the finger prick. Even Chip went ahead and finished up his Hepatitis A series, since he got the first round last year before we took him to Haiti. He was very brave and took his first to show Sis it would be alright. She wasn't buying, but once that part was over, she recovered right away and couldn't wait to show Dr. Glassman how well she could see, hear, hop, and stand on her tip toes. They loved putting on the exam gowns, getting their blood pressure taken, and then showing off their new shiny bandaids.
We had a long discussion about their development, nutrition, and well being and he pronounced them both as healthy as horses. Chip and Katie are long and lean-with BMIs of 15 and 12 respectively, growing like weeds in terms of height, and up to date on all their vaccines. As a reward for their bravery, we went through the Wendy's drive thru on the way home, and got them both Kiddie size chocolate frostys. Waiting in the line, I started thinking about how easy preventative care is for my children. I drove to the doctor, who was well stocked with all the vaccines recommended by CDC-they received their shots, and I didn't even have to pay a copay.
I have seen children around the world for whom preventative care is not available. Children--11 million a year--die from preventatable diseases--and included in those diseases are Measles, mumps, Rubella (can result in still born babies), Polio, diptheria, whooping cough, and tetanus. My kids are now fully immunized against all those. Funny, how getting my children protected was feeling like one more thing to do--when I should be skipping into that office and skipping out! Anyway, I'm thankful for access to preventative care for my family.
A bit late, I guess, but yesterday was the first day I could get the kids to the Dr. for their well-child checks (Remember their birthdays were in October and November!). It was lovely to see Dr. Glassman under those circumstances--even though I'm confident folks all the way in Atlanta could hear Katie's screams about the shot and the finger prick. Even Chip went ahead and finished up his Hepatitis A series, since he got the first round last year before we took him to Haiti. He was very brave and took his first to show Sis it would be alright. She wasn't buying, but once that part was over, she recovered right away and couldn't wait to show Dr. Glassman how well she could see, hear, hop, and stand on her tip toes. They loved putting on the exam gowns, getting their blood pressure taken, and then showing off their new shiny bandaids.
We had a long discussion about their development, nutrition, and well being and he pronounced them both as healthy as horses. Chip and Katie are long and lean-with BMIs of 15 and 12 respectively, growing like weeds in terms of height, and up to date on all their vaccines. As a reward for their bravery, we went through the Wendy's drive thru on the way home, and got them both Kiddie size chocolate frostys. Waiting in the line, I started thinking about how easy preventative care is for my children. I drove to the doctor, who was well stocked with all the vaccines recommended by CDC-they received their shots, and I didn't even have to pay a copay.
I have seen children around the world for whom preventative care is not available. Children--11 million a year--die from preventatable diseases--and included in those diseases are Measles, mumps, Rubella (can result in still born babies), Polio, diptheria, whooping cough, and tetanus. My kids are now fully immunized against all those. Funny, how getting my children protected was feeling like one more thing to do--when I should be skipping into that office and skipping out! Anyway, I'm thankful for access to preventative care for my family.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Blessings In the Now
Monday December 20, 2010 Blessing #227
First day of Christmas break for the Scotts--so where did we go? School, of course. Interact hosted another Parents' morning out to raise money for our Stop Hunger Now (Stop Hunger Now Website) event on February 5th. We raised a couple of hundred dollars, and all the kids from Preschool to High school age had a great time. The kids and I will head back to my classroom at least a couple of times over the break so they can watch movies while I grade a mountain of final exams.
My work is never really done, but it has been wonderful today to enjoy a change in pace. I slept until 6:30 this morning, wore sweat pants (of course, I am sort of running out of options in the wardrobe department!) to the Interact fund raiser, was home by 2pm and took a nap! I don't think I slept particularly hard, but being able to be off my feet for a period of time was fabulous. I forgot how good that rest time felt during pregnancy. Speaking of pregnancy, I think I'm starting my 3rd trimester--and so far everything seems to be moving right along there.
I got to watch Chip's basketball practice tonight-and he is really showing some skill! He would have played all night if we'd let him. In fact, he's just finish up practicing piano and come over to tell me he has leg aches...so he played hard. The day ended with a family dinner--and it was one we didn't have to rush through because of bath or bedtime.
So, the blessing--today I had time to experience fully each moment. Writing this blog, I have become accustomed to looking for the positve, but often it is through reflection rather than in the present. It is an even richer experience when I'm able to pause throughout the day to acknowledge blessings as they come. This change in pace is just what Mommy needed.
First day of Christmas break for the Scotts--so where did we go? School, of course. Interact hosted another Parents' morning out to raise money for our Stop Hunger Now (Stop Hunger Now Website) event on February 5th. We raised a couple of hundred dollars, and all the kids from Preschool to High school age had a great time. The kids and I will head back to my classroom at least a couple of times over the break so they can watch movies while I grade a mountain of final exams.
My work is never really done, but it has been wonderful today to enjoy a change in pace. I slept until 6:30 this morning, wore sweat pants (of course, I am sort of running out of options in the wardrobe department!) to the Interact fund raiser, was home by 2pm and took a nap! I don't think I slept particularly hard, but being able to be off my feet for a period of time was fabulous. I forgot how good that rest time felt during pregnancy. Speaking of pregnancy, I think I'm starting my 3rd trimester--and so far everything seems to be moving right along there.
I got to watch Chip's basketball practice tonight-and he is really showing some skill! He would have played all night if we'd let him. In fact, he's just finish up practicing piano and come over to tell me he has leg aches...so he played hard. The day ended with a family dinner--and it was one we didn't have to rush through because of bath or bedtime.
So, the blessing--today I had time to experience fully each moment. Writing this blog, I have become accustomed to looking for the positve, but often it is through reflection rather than in the present. It is an even richer experience when I'm able to pause throughout the day to acknowledge blessings as they come. This change in pace is just what Mommy needed.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Love
Sunday December 19, 2010 Blessing #226
So far still healthy....and very grateful that we were able to be in church today for the 4th Sunday of Advent.
It was wonderful to see my Sunday School class. In worship we lit the Love candle, and I reflected on all the Love in my life. It is the reason that surrounded in this University town by educated, agnostic folks I still believe in God, in the power of Good, and in the power of Love.
I have mentioned here that even though I may be smart--I'm not always rational. Faith isn't about being rational or examing evidence. It is about trusting in something that can't be explained or measured. I can't imagine my life without faith--this isn't to say that I haven't asked tough questions and struggled when I couldn't find the answers, but unlike in science I don't expect to understand everything about God or the supernatural. I believe that Faith is a gift from God that has led me through many dark places-and will lead me through many more. I believe that the stories in the Bible illustrate God's love for us-and that His love makes our love for each other possible. I'm not too hung up on particulars--in other words, I'm not a literalist, but rather I believe in the license of the story teller to make the story come alive to teach a central point. Time and again, the point of the story is Love. This week, I'm going to try to focus on and celebrate the Love in my life. I am so blessed!
So far still healthy....and very grateful that we were able to be in church today for the 4th Sunday of Advent.
It was wonderful to see my Sunday School class. In worship we lit the Love candle, and I reflected on all the Love in my life. It is the reason that surrounded in this University town by educated, agnostic folks I still believe in God, in the power of Good, and in the power of Love.
I have mentioned here that even though I may be smart--I'm not always rational. Faith isn't about being rational or examing evidence. It is about trusting in something that can't be explained or measured. I can't imagine my life without faith--this isn't to say that I haven't asked tough questions and struggled when I couldn't find the answers, but unlike in science I don't expect to understand everything about God or the supernatural. I believe that Faith is a gift from God that has led me through many dark places-and will lead me through many more. I believe that the stories in the Bible illustrate God's love for us-and that His love makes our love for each other possible. I'm not too hung up on particulars--in other words, I'm not a literalist, but rather I believe in the license of the story teller to make the story come alive to teach a central point. Time and again, the point of the story is Love. This week, I'm going to try to focus on and celebrate the Love in my life. I am so blessed!
Old Fashioned Friends
Saturday December 18, 2010 Blessing #225
Well, knock on wood--but it seems that the Scott family is finally healthy. Trey was up early to see his clients-the kids and I had big breakfast and got the house straight. Chip headed to basketball practice, Gloria came to clean (Thank God!!), and Katie and I got a little Christmas shopping done.
The best part is one of my best friends flew into town and came to visit. Molly and I were in graduate school together and finished around the same time. She is a professor in Washington State, so aside from catching each other at an occasional conference, we don't see each other much. Anyway we don't agree on everything--but we get each other, we laugh a lot, and talking with her makes me better. She is so bright, so earnest, and so good. We never part without me thinking about old problems in new ways, and I'm so grateful for her insight.
Chip and Katie were thrilled to have company-Katie bunked with Chip and let Molly have the "girl" room. We had a leisurely dinner, played Wii, and Bey blades, and really had time to relax together. I'm so glad she came--and I'm so glad that in the midst of this hectic season, we took time to really connect. No text messaging or facebooking--just authentic conversation and old fashioned friendship. Friendships like that--those that don't need texts, instant messages, or "tags," seem pretty rare these days. I'm thankful for Molly and our authentic friendship.
Well, knock on wood--but it seems that the Scott family is finally healthy. Trey was up early to see his clients-the kids and I had big breakfast and got the house straight. Chip headed to basketball practice, Gloria came to clean (Thank God!!), and Katie and I got a little Christmas shopping done.
The best part is one of my best friends flew into town and came to visit. Molly and I were in graduate school together and finished around the same time. She is a professor in Washington State, so aside from catching each other at an occasional conference, we don't see each other much. Anyway we don't agree on everything--but we get each other, we laugh a lot, and talking with her makes me better. She is so bright, so earnest, and so good. We never part without me thinking about old problems in new ways, and I'm so grateful for her insight.
Chip and Katie were thrilled to have company-Katie bunked with Chip and let Molly have the "girl" room. We had a leisurely dinner, played Wii, and Bey blades, and really had time to relax together. I'm so glad she came--and I'm so glad that in the midst of this hectic season, we took time to really connect. No text messaging or facebooking--just authentic conversation and old fashioned friendship. Friendships like that--those that don't need texts, instant messages, or "tags," seem pretty rare these days. I'm thankful for Molly and our authentic friendship.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
A legacy of counting blessings
December 17, 2010 Blessing #224
I know, I know I'm late. There was just too much going on yesterday. Katie was still out of school, but we were up to take Chip and drop off teacher gifts and party supplies for their classroom Christmas parties. Then I got a call from Trey who said he was too sick to even drive home from work, and that I needed to come get him. So he was upstairs with a stomach bug, Katie (though much better) was on sofa with a Barbie movie, and I had to head back to get Chip from school at an early dismissal. At least Trey's illness was shortlived--by last night, with the help of a lot of Gatorade, he was ready to head back to Athens Orthopedic Clinic to get his car.
So, the miracle of yesterday happened on the way home from that trek to AOC. I had the kids in my car, and we were listening to 104.7 The Fish-a local Christian radio station playing nothing but Christmas music till 12/25. A song came on sung from the viewpoint of an orphan. The chorus was something like, "All I want for Christmas is someone to tuck me in at night." I had never heard it before, but as I'm listening, I hear soft sobs coming from the back seat. I leap into "Mom" mode, assuming that the stomach virus has claimed it's 2nd victim. "Chip! What is the matter?" I ask. He says, "Mom, I'm just so happy." "What are you happy about, son?" "Everything, Mom, everything." I was floored--he was happy about everything--even though our house is a disasterous, germ-infested nightmare--even though I couldn't come to his class Christmas party which he has been so looking forward to--and even though he missed seeing the REAL Santa Claus who comes to AOC every year.
My eight year old was acknowledging his blessings in such an authentic way that he was moved to tears. I know I wrote about his sweet spirit--but there is also a wisdom in him that is remarkable. I don't know many (ok, any) eight year olds who can imagine the world from a different vantage point than their own and then verbalize their reaction the way he did.
Anyway, here's to counting blessings. And here's to seeing my child do the same. Maybe, just maybe, we're building a legacy of acknowledging the good in the world and in our lives.
I know, I know I'm late. There was just too much going on yesterday. Katie was still out of school, but we were up to take Chip and drop off teacher gifts and party supplies for their classroom Christmas parties. Then I got a call from Trey who said he was too sick to even drive home from work, and that I needed to come get him. So he was upstairs with a stomach bug, Katie (though much better) was on sofa with a Barbie movie, and I had to head back to get Chip from school at an early dismissal. At least Trey's illness was shortlived--by last night, with the help of a lot of Gatorade, he was ready to head back to Athens Orthopedic Clinic to get his car.
So, the miracle of yesterday happened on the way home from that trek to AOC. I had the kids in my car, and we were listening to 104.7 The Fish-a local Christian radio station playing nothing but Christmas music till 12/25. A song came on sung from the viewpoint of an orphan. The chorus was something like, "All I want for Christmas is someone to tuck me in at night." I had never heard it before, but as I'm listening, I hear soft sobs coming from the back seat. I leap into "Mom" mode, assuming that the stomach virus has claimed it's 2nd victim. "Chip! What is the matter?" I ask. He says, "Mom, I'm just so happy." "What are you happy about, son?" "Everything, Mom, everything." I was floored--he was happy about everything--even though our house is a disasterous, germ-infested nightmare--even though I couldn't come to his class Christmas party which he has been so looking forward to--and even though he missed seeing the REAL Santa Claus who comes to AOC every year.
My eight year old was acknowledging his blessings in such an authentic way that he was moved to tears. I know I wrote about his sweet spirit--but there is also a wisdom in him that is remarkable. I don't know many (ok, any) eight year olds who can imagine the world from a different vantage point than their own and then verbalize their reaction the way he did.
Anyway, here's to counting blessings. And here's to seeing my child do the same. Maybe, just maybe, we're building a legacy of acknowledging the good in the world and in our lives.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
The Lion, The Witch, and the Pantry
Thursday, December 16, 2010 Blessing #223
Maybe it is cheating, but I'm going to talk about last night's supper. So, you all know we're trying to stretch our dollar, right? So, here I was looking for something to fix for supper--having gotten home later than I meant to (so I didn't think I had time for what I had planned) and hungry enough to eat a horse. What to do?? In the back of my mind, I was thinking CALL LOCOS!!! But I knew that wasn't in this week's budget, so I had to figure something out fast. I headed to the pantry---Hmmm, I said, "What can I fix that is quick, gluten free, and that requires only what's in the pantry?"
These are the items I came up with. Navy beans, Taco seasoning, diced tomatoes, ground turkey, shredded cheese, sour cream, diced onions (frozen), and canned corn. And the following was born:
I'll call it Mexican Turkey Bake:
1-1.5# ground turkey
1 can diced tomatoes drained, or 1 small jar of salsa
1/2 cup chopped onion
1 packet taco seasoning (make sure gluten free!)
8 oz sour cream
1 can corn, drained
1 can beans (whatever ya got! unless refried, drain and rinse)
8oz shredded cheddar
Brown turkey and onion. Add taco seasoning. Spread cooked turkey and onion mixture in bottom of casserole dish. Add the corn, then beans. Pour salsa or drained tomatoes as next layer. Spread sourcream on top, and finish with cheese. Bake at 350 for 25 to 30 minutes. Serve with corn chips or tortilla chips.
I wasn't expecting much, but it was super yummy! It made my pantry seem magic--like a doorway to a magical land of plenty!
Now, it's about 4:30 am and I'm sitting up with Katie. She was still running low grade fever last night, and this morning, we both woke up with her nasty cough. She is so tiny--and it is so pitiful when her little body is racked with coughs like this. She coughs till she gags. I imagine we'll head back to Dr. Glassman today and let him listen.
Anyway, she's curled up on the sofa watching Polar Express, and I'm about to get the kitchen clean. Better late than never! Thank heaven Alli has already taken her exams at UGA, and she can hang with her this morning while I run in to give my science exams.
So the blessing--I just have to finish strong today, and then I can be home with my little girl. I love my work, but it is going to be nice to have a break in the game tug of war between work and home.
Maybe it is cheating, but I'm going to talk about last night's supper. So, you all know we're trying to stretch our dollar, right? So, here I was looking for something to fix for supper--having gotten home later than I meant to (so I didn't think I had time for what I had planned) and hungry enough to eat a horse. What to do?? In the back of my mind, I was thinking CALL LOCOS!!! But I knew that wasn't in this week's budget, so I had to figure something out fast. I headed to the pantry---Hmmm, I said, "What can I fix that is quick, gluten free, and that requires only what's in the pantry?"
These are the items I came up with. Navy beans, Taco seasoning, diced tomatoes, ground turkey, shredded cheese, sour cream, diced onions (frozen), and canned corn. And the following was born:
I'll call it Mexican Turkey Bake:
1-1.5# ground turkey
1 can diced tomatoes drained, or 1 small jar of salsa
1/2 cup chopped onion
1 packet taco seasoning (make sure gluten free!)
8 oz sour cream
1 can corn, drained
1 can beans (whatever ya got! unless refried, drain and rinse)
8oz shredded cheddar
Brown turkey and onion. Add taco seasoning. Spread cooked turkey and onion mixture in bottom of casserole dish. Add the corn, then beans. Pour salsa or drained tomatoes as next layer. Spread sourcream on top, and finish with cheese. Bake at 350 for 25 to 30 minutes. Serve with corn chips or tortilla chips.
I wasn't expecting much, but it was super yummy! It made my pantry seem magic--like a doorway to a magical land of plenty!
Now, it's about 4:30 am and I'm sitting up with Katie. She was still running low grade fever last night, and this morning, we both woke up with her nasty cough. She is so tiny--and it is so pitiful when her little body is racked with coughs like this. She coughs till she gags. I imagine we'll head back to Dr. Glassman today and let him listen.
Anyway, she's curled up on the sofa watching Polar Express, and I'm about to get the kitchen clean. Better late than never! Thank heaven Alli has already taken her exams at UGA, and she can hang with her this morning while I run in to give my science exams.
So the blessing--I just have to finish strong today, and then I can be home with my little girl. I love my work, but it is going to be nice to have a break in the game tug of war between work and home.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Gluten Free Dreams!
December 16, 2010 Blessing #222
It is gray today and cold outside. Not bitter cold like yesterday, but cold enough that I was glad when my post postprandial walk was over. My after lunch blood sugar was only 89--thank heaven! I couldn't wait to have some of these cookies dipped in peanut butter. This is the first Cherrybrook kitchen product I've bought--I could be wrong, but I think it has only recently been introduced to my Kroger. They are yummy! And that price is for a set of 6 boxes, so it's not as extravagant as it seems.
In other news, Katie is still at home sick. I had hoped she'd perk up last night, but the only thing that went up was her temperature. The blessing there is that she is with a great sitter, Alli, and Trey and I are both able to work today. Oh, sure, it will cost us--but the financial cost is an easier one to bear this week than the psychological cost of missing work. (Obviously she is not so sick that she needs Mommy and Daddy to hold her hand constantly--of course we'd be at home then) I'm so close to the finish line with my students for the semester-they take their exam tomorrow, and Trey is trying to avoid using a sick day and messing up his time off for Christmas. It reminds me of my graduate school days--I would look at all these single guys and gals who came to class with their assignments completed way ahead of schedule and every reading memorized. Please---somedays it seems like a miracle that I even make it to work!
I have been so impressed by my students today--first, I held a study session for my 9th grade biology classes and every desk was full. They wowed me with their questions. I think it is safe to say that they really are looking at the exam as another part of learning the material--rather than a place to regurgitate it. Later in the day my Honors Human Biology 11th graders came in--and again, it is clear they have been working hard in preparation. The greatest thing about that class is the way the essays are really helping them move beyond the system by system approach and discover important underlying themes like the relationship between structure and function. It is so fun as a teacher--and gratifying--to see that there are light bulbs going off not just in one topic but across topics. I mean, this is the stuff that keeps me fired up about work!
As if that wasn't enough wonderful stuff for one day, when I went to pick Chip up today, his after school teachers went on and on about how sweet he was with Katie when she was feeling bad on Monday. Oh, they tell me that he always hugs her first thing when he heads out to the playground, but on Monday she hugged him and cried about her sore throat and sore tummy. He held her tight and escorted her to the front office, comforting her the whole way. I told him today--I am so proud, and so thankful, that he has such a sweet spirit. He is super smart, super athletic, but the most amazing gift is that he is so full of goodness. What a kid!
It is gray today and cold outside. Not bitter cold like yesterday, but cold enough that I was glad when my post postprandial walk was over. My after lunch blood sugar was only 89--thank heaven! I couldn't wait to have some of these cookies dipped in peanut butter. This is the first Cherrybrook kitchen product I've bought--I could be wrong, but I think it has only recently been introduced to my Kroger. They are yummy! And that price is for a set of 6 boxes, so it's not as extravagant as it seems.
In other news, Katie is still at home sick. I had hoped she'd perk up last night, but the only thing that went up was her temperature. The blessing there is that she is with a great sitter, Alli, and Trey and I are both able to work today. Oh, sure, it will cost us--but the financial cost is an easier one to bear this week than the psychological cost of missing work. (Obviously she is not so sick that she needs Mommy and Daddy to hold her hand constantly--of course we'd be at home then) I'm so close to the finish line with my students for the semester-they take their exam tomorrow, and Trey is trying to avoid using a sick day and messing up his time off for Christmas. It reminds me of my graduate school days--I would look at all these single guys and gals who came to class with their assignments completed way ahead of schedule and every reading memorized. Please---somedays it seems like a miracle that I even make it to work!
I have been so impressed by my students today--first, I held a study session for my 9th grade biology classes and every desk was full. They wowed me with their questions. I think it is safe to say that they really are looking at the exam as another part of learning the material--rather than a place to regurgitate it. Later in the day my Honors Human Biology 11th graders came in--and again, it is clear they have been working hard in preparation. The greatest thing about that class is the way the essays are really helping them move beyond the system by system approach and discover important underlying themes like the relationship between structure and function. It is so fun as a teacher--and gratifying--to see that there are light bulbs going off not just in one topic but across topics. I mean, this is the stuff that keeps me fired up about work!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
A Nasty Virus and the Polar Express!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010 Blessing #221
I really can't believe I'm at 221 blessings. Where did the time go?
Well, where to start today? I had just finished my school day yesterday when I got the news that Katie had made several trips to the office feeling puny. She really didn't run a significant enough fever to warrant them calling me out of class, but by the time I picked her up she had the look. You know...weak eyes, sunken cheeks, and an overall pallor. Sure enough, when we got home her temp was 102 and she was crying with a "burning throat and tummy ache." I'm thinking--STREP! I am embarrassed to say just how enthused I was with the prospect of strep throat--you know, 2 doses of the pink stuff and she would be as good as new. Well, the strep test was negative last night, so we're likely dealing a version of the virus Brother had last week. And a virus means rest, fluids, and an annoying degree of ambiguity. But here's the blessing--I was scheduled to proctor an exam this morning, and as soon as I asked for help, a colleague agreed to cover for me.
That means I was able to bring Katie to work, pile her up on the sofa in my office with her pillow, gavi, and this wondrous device. She has drawn some pictures, watched movies, and is now settled down for a nap. I'm so lucky that no kids are scheduled to be in my room today--so I'm not trying to teach and I'm not worried about spreading her germs. I'm just cleaning my room, working on plans for next year, and putting the finishes touches on some paper work.
It was a simple enough gesture, my colleague agreeing to cover my proctoring duties, but other Moms out there will understand just how much it saved me. Feels like I just got a visit from my guardian angel.
The best part--even though she is still puny, Katie thinks this is great. She has watched every Christmas movie we own, and views this as some sort of girls only Christmas fun day. I am thankful for the day with no students, a colleague who lent me a hand, and the Toshiba DVD player!
I really can't believe I'm at 221 blessings. Where did the time go?
Well, where to start today? I had just finished my school day yesterday when I got the news that Katie had made several trips to the office feeling puny. She really didn't run a significant enough fever to warrant them calling me out of class, but by the time I picked her up she had the look. You know...weak eyes, sunken cheeks, and an overall pallor. Sure enough, when we got home her temp was 102 and she was crying with a "burning throat and tummy ache." I'm thinking--STREP! I am embarrassed to say just how enthused I was with the prospect of strep throat--you know, 2 doses of the pink stuff and she would be as good as new. Well, the strep test was negative last night, so we're likely dealing a version of the virus Brother had last week. And a virus means rest, fluids, and an annoying degree of ambiguity. But here's the blessing--I was scheduled to proctor an exam this morning, and as soon as I asked for help, a colleague agreed to cover for me.
That means I was able to bring Katie to work, pile her up on the sofa in my office with her pillow, gavi, and this wondrous device. She has drawn some pictures, watched movies, and is now settled down for a nap. I'm so lucky that no kids are scheduled to be in my room today--so I'm not trying to teach and I'm not worried about spreading her germs. I'm just cleaning my room, working on plans for next year, and putting the finishes touches on some paper work.
It was a simple enough gesture, my colleague agreeing to cover my proctoring duties, but other Moms out there will understand just how much it saved me. Feels like I just got a visit from my guardian angel.
The best part--even though she is still puny, Katie thinks this is great. She has watched every Christmas movie we own, and views this as some sort of girls only Christmas fun day. I am thankful for the day with no students, a colleague who lent me a hand, and the Toshiba DVD player!
Finding the Joy--Even in a Glucometer?
Monday, December 13, 2010 Blessing #220
It's here! The last Monday before Christmas break starts. In the upper school we review with students today, and give exams the rest of the week. After the roller coaster of emotions I have been riding, I'm looking forward to a change in routine and laid back time. Don't get my wrong, I don't think I could do it for too long--but by the time my breaks roll around, I'm ready.
I woke up tired this morning-not feeling like myself. Katie was up with a bad dream during the night, and I was up and down myself making trips to the bathroom. Besides struggling with fatigue, it is bitter cold-and nothing says stay at home under a fleece blanket, like a windchill in the teens or single digits. Then, I took my blood sugar-I just picked up my meter yesterday. Have I ever mentioned that I get diabetic in pregnancy? Gestational diabetes is the official diagnosis--and I have had with now with all 3 pregnancies. Anyway, my fasting blood sugar was 108 (perhaps something to do with the fudge at the party? Or the chocolate covered strawberries?). Not terrible, but not where it needs to be, and I felt a little weary in the acknowledgment that there would be one more thing to manage.
To date, I've been able to manage successfully with diet and exercise, and I think that will continue. Success does require, however, a certain degree of self-denial in my diet (never a good idea to tell a pregnant woman what she can and can't eat!) and a fierce commitment to exercise, regardless of temperature! I'm not a member of a gym-I think they're dirty, and I don't like dropping my kids to be "babysat". Plus, they're pricey and it is another item not in our budget. So, I walk the cross country course and I do yoga. Pre pregnancy I also loved my Wii fit, but now that it tells me my BMI is outrageous, I'm too angry with it to even turn it on. Really---it should have a Wii Fit for Pregnancy feature.
So, this morning when I did my devotional, these were the opening words on the screen:
Joy might be the one most sought-after gift of this season.
Though it can be elusive, people of faith remain ever open to its coming.
Pause now and open your soul to the joy lurking at the edges of your awareness. Receive the gift with gladness.
I'll be honest. I wasn't feeling it. But I've come around. I know that I have diabetes, I have a tool to help me manage it, and I have prenatal care to increase the likelihood of another successful delivery. Today, I ate just what I should, walked in the freezing cold after lunch, and found that my sugars behaved as they should too. True, I'm going to have to manage it, but the "joy lurking at the edges of my awareness" is that I can--that fact implies knowledge, means, and willpower to do what is best for me and my baby. Plus, the old ball and chain of the glucose meter isn't has bad as it used to be--It's been 5 years since I've done this, and this ACCU-CHEK is such an improvement! I don't even have to touch the lancets.
It's here! The last Monday before Christmas break starts. In the upper school we review with students today, and give exams the rest of the week. After the roller coaster of emotions I have been riding, I'm looking forward to a change in routine and laid back time. Don't get my wrong, I don't think I could do it for too long--but by the time my breaks roll around, I'm ready.
I woke up tired this morning-not feeling like myself. Katie was up with a bad dream during the night, and I was up and down myself making trips to the bathroom. Besides struggling with fatigue, it is bitter cold-and nothing says stay at home under a fleece blanket, like a windchill in the teens or single digits. Then, I took my blood sugar-I just picked up my meter yesterday. Have I ever mentioned that I get diabetic in pregnancy? Gestational diabetes is the official diagnosis--and I have had with now with all 3 pregnancies. Anyway, my fasting blood sugar was 108 (perhaps something to do with the fudge at the party? Or the chocolate covered strawberries?). Not terrible, but not where it needs to be, and I felt a little weary in the acknowledgment that there would be one more thing to manage.
To date, I've been able to manage successfully with diet and exercise, and I think that will continue. Success does require, however, a certain degree of self-denial in my diet (never a good idea to tell a pregnant woman what she can and can't eat!) and a fierce commitment to exercise, regardless of temperature! I'm not a member of a gym-I think they're dirty, and I don't like dropping my kids to be "babysat". Plus, they're pricey and it is another item not in our budget. So, I walk the cross country course and I do yoga. Pre pregnancy I also loved my Wii fit, but now that it tells me my BMI is outrageous, I'm too angry with it to even turn it on. Really---it should have a Wii Fit for Pregnancy feature.
So, this morning when I did my devotional, these were the opening words on the screen:
Joy might be the one most sought-after gift of this season.
Though it can be elusive, people of faith remain ever open to its coming.
Pause now and open your soul to the joy lurking at the edges of your awareness. Receive the gift with gladness.
I'll be honest. I wasn't feeling it. But I've come around. I know that I have diabetes, I have a tool to help me manage it, and I have prenatal care to increase the likelihood of another successful delivery. Today, I ate just what I should, walked in the freezing cold after lunch, and found that my sugars behaved as they should too. True, I'm going to have to manage it, but the "joy lurking at the edges of my awareness" is that I can--that fact implies knowledge, means, and willpower to do what is best for me and my baby. Plus, the old ball and chain of the glucose meter isn't has bad as it used to be--It's been 5 years since I've done this, and this ACCU-CHEK is such an improvement! I don't even have to touch the lancets.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Stealing Away
December 12, 2010 Blessing #219
I am a basket case of emotion. In the last 48 hours I have been moved to tears by children playing the piano, a Folgers commercial, Henslee's wiggling, and a super cheesy ABC family movie. I must be in some hormonal surge that makes me more senstive. It's not that I'm sad, but rather that I am feeling everything more intensely (including fatigue!).
So, it was a fabulous break today when I attended a Holiday party at a friend's house. We're not doing sitters, so Trey was home with the kids. I got to get in the car alone, drive to a grown up function, and have grown up conversation with girl friends. It was a lovely party, and it was just what I needed.
So today, I am thankful for my husband who hung with the kids, my friend who opened her home, and my girl friends who are so much fun!
I am a basket case of emotion. In the last 48 hours I have been moved to tears by children playing the piano, a Folgers commercial, Henslee's wiggling, and a super cheesy ABC family movie. I must be in some hormonal surge that makes me more senstive. It's not that I'm sad, but rather that I am feeling everything more intensely (including fatigue!).
So, it was a fabulous break today when I attended a Holiday party at a friend's house. We're not doing sitters, so Trey was home with the kids. I got to get in the car alone, drive to a grown up function, and have grown up conversation with girl friends. It was a lovely party, and it was just what I needed.
So today, I am thankful for my husband who hung with the kids, my friend who opened her home, and my girl friends who are so much fun!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
“Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul” Plato
Saturday December 11, 2010 Blessing #218
What a great day! We got to see Chip shine in his Chistmas piano recital playing We Three Kings and Jolly Old St. Nick. I can't believe he's been taking lessons a year now! After the recital, we got in a nice visit with Aunt Jean, Granna, Paw Paw, and Mama Scott. Top it off with dinner on a gift card at Depalmas (our favorite restaurant ever!) and free entertainment, and you can see how it couldn't get better!
We headed to the Academy to hear music-and faculty got in free! The event was put on by our National Honor Soceity, and was designed to be a study break headed into finals week. Our own Brian Connell opened up for the Packway Handle Band-and we heard some awesome bluegrass. Chip was dancing in his seat--and bless his heart--you could tell he was fighting jumping up on that stage. Katie was clapping along, and even Henslee was getting down with the beat. The music was the kind that lets your happiness out and makes you feel alive. We already have an album of Brian's, but we are investing in one of Packway Handle Band's straight away. If you like Bluegrass, this Athens based group is for you! Read more at:
Packway Handle Band
So, now, Chip and Trey are playing Wii, Katie is sacked out on the couch, and I am reflecting on a busy, musical, wonderful day. We may be broke--we may be tired--we may have more to do than can ever be done, but in all the ways that matter we are rich; rich in memories, traditions, family, love, and joy. Somehow it is easier to remember those riches when music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of my soul!
What a great day! We got to see Chip shine in his Chistmas piano recital playing We Three Kings and Jolly Old St. Nick. I can't believe he's been taking lessons a year now! After the recital, we got in a nice visit with Aunt Jean, Granna, Paw Paw, and Mama Scott. Top it off with dinner on a gift card at Depalmas (our favorite restaurant ever!) and free entertainment, and you can see how it couldn't get better!
We headed to the Academy to hear music-and faculty got in free! The event was put on by our National Honor Soceity, and was designed to be a study break headed into finals week. Our own Brian Connell opened up for the Packway Handle Band-and we heard some awesome bluegrass. Chip was dancing in his seat--and bless his heart--you could tell he was fighting jumping up on that stage. Katie was clapping along, and even Henslee was getting down with the beat. The music was the kind that lets your happiness out and makes you feel alive. We already have an album of Brian's, but we are investing in one of Packway Handle Band's straight away. If you like Bluegrass, this Athens based group is for you! Read more at:
Packway Handle Band
So, now, Chip and Trey are playing Wii, Katie is sacked out on the couch, and I am reflecting on a busy, musical, wonderful day. We may be broke--we may be tired--we may have more to do than can ever be done, but in all the ways that matter we are rich; rich in memories, traditions, family, love, and joy. Somehow it is easier to remember those riches when music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of my soul!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Soak them in!
December 10, 2010 Blessing #217
It has a been a long day--we got home at 10 or so from the Academy basketball games, and now I'm so sleepy I'm not sure I can keep my eyes open long enough to get through this entry. So, I'm going to be quick. First of all it was a W in the books for the boys' and girls' teams against a big rival--so that felt great! Secondly, I love watching my students excel outside of the classroom. And now, I'm thrilled that it is Friday, my whole family is snug in their beds--and we don't have to wake up early! Oh, it is a plenty busy weekend, but we don't have to start it with a frenzied morning rush--and that is a nice change. We can linger at the breakfast table, we can actually get the dishes loaded, and I can take a few minutes to just soak in my precious children. Every Mom needs that!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Miss Independent
December 9, 2010 Blessing #216
That soup made from the carcass of the Thanksgiving turkey was divine and of course, gluten free, since I tossed in rice noodles. It was just what I needed last night after the sleepless night with Chip--and just what I needed today during lunch with such a chill in the air. Just sharing--if you want to see the recipe, here it is:
Turkey Soup Recipe
So, thanks to Mom for salvaging the carcass and getting it in the freezer on Thanksgiving day-when I could barely move! And thank heaven that Chip is better and will be back at school tomorrow--and for his Daddy who stayed out with him today and cleaned the kitchen!
But the main focus of my blessing comes from this morning. It was "just us girls" Katie pointed out at the breakfast table. We had a great time singing on the way to school, and when we pulled up to the drop off point, Katie's assistant teacher, Mrs. Lucas, was on car line duty. When Katie got out of the car, Mrs. Lucas shouted, "Katie! We missed you. Give me a hug!" Katie lit up like a Christmas tree--hugged her teacher, and marched into that school like she owned it.
I am amazed at the changes in my little girl in the last few months. She is so bright, so observant, and so confident. I don't mean I'm surprised--but I suppose that when brother is around she defers to him a bit. (Chip who felt the need to show the Headmaster where to go in the library) I was actually worried she might be upset that he wasn't getting out of the car with her, but clearly that wasn't an issue.
I am so blessed that she feels important and that she feels a sense of ownership of her school. I am so thankful for the teachers who have fostered those feelings--and I am so blessed to be her mother. It is such a treat to watch her grow up. Katie is growing up to be a strong, independent little girl. Now I know she will turn 14 one day, and I will think "Why does she have to be so hard-headed?" I suppose that will be payback for my strong willed ways with my Mom. But I also know that a strong self image, a strong sense of right and wrong, and sense of owernship in her endeavors will set her up to make the world a better place and to chart her own course. Nothing could make me prouder! What a marvel she is.
That soup made from the carcass of the Thanksgiving turkey was divine and of course, gluten free, since I tossed in rice noodles. It was just what I needed last night after the sleepless night with Chip--and just what I needed today during lunch with such a chill in the air. Just sharing--if you want to see the recipe, here it is:
Turkey Soup Recipe
So, thanks to Mom for salvaging the carcass and getting it in the freezer on Thanksgiving day-when I could barely move! And thank heaven that Chip is better and will be back at school tomorrow--and for his Daddy who stayed out with him today and cleaned the kitchen!
I am amazed at the changes in my little girl in the last few months. She is so bright, so observant, and so confident. I don't mean I'm surprised--but I suppose that when brother is around she defers to him a bit. (Chip who felt the need to show the Headmaster where to go in the library) I was actually worried she might be upset that he wasn't getting out of the car with her, but clearly that wasn't an issue.
I am so blessed that she feels important and that she feels a sense of ownership of her school. I am so thankful for the teachers who have fostered those feelings--and I am so blessed to be her mother. It is such a treat to watch her grow up. Katie is growing up to be a strong, independent little girl. Now I know she will turn 14 one day, and I will think "Why does she have to be so hard-headed?" I suppose that will be payback for my strong willed ways with my Mom. But I also know that a strong self image, a strong sense of right and wrong, and sense of owernship in her endeavors will set her up to make the world a better place and to chart her own course. Nothing could make me prouder! What a marvel she is.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
"No, It's Your Turn!"
December 8, 2010 Blessing #215
I am the most Type A, OCD, take charge person in the world. Nothing upsets me more than feeling out of control-and this is the case even though I know control is just an illusion. Again, just because I'm smart doesn't mean I'm always rational.
So, last night I'm feeling pretty good about things. We finished up the taco soup, and I had tonight's dinner simmering in the crock pot. Chip had played piano, done his homework, and was showered. I had even remembered to throw his only Athens Academy sweatshirt in the washer so he could wear it another couple of days (this is because lately he can't keep up with his coats at school!). Katie ate a great supper, was in her jammies, and snug on the couch. It was looking like a W for the night--in bed on time means a happy next morning before school.
Yep, I was feeling pretty good about things on the homefront and excited about the next day at work. I knew it would be busy as I drop all of my free periods today, was having a guest speaker, my last Christmas party with my 12th grade advisory, an Interact Meeting, and a room full in tutorial as we head into the final exams.
I send Chip up to bed-and on his way he turns around and says the words every Mother dreads. "Mom, I don't feel so good. Maybe I need to throw up. I'm really hot." And almost every mother replies, as I did last night, "Oh, I think you are just fine! Go read and take your mind off of it. I'll be up in a minute to check on you." Well, last night it seemed to work, just adding to that feeling that I was the master of my household. He read a bit of Harry Potter and drifted off to sleep. My sense of mastery was shortlived.
He slept for all of an hour and woke up in a panic with chills, fever of 102, and pain in his "stomach" (though he was pointing to his ribs). So, I had slept at that point about 45 minutes-I woke up and went through the Mom check list. Let's see--he's breathing normally, no diarrhea, no vomiting (yet anyway), high fever after a cough that had resolved a few days ago, pain in the stomach or chest but on opposite side of appendix. I'm figuring stomach virus or early pneumonia. No need to call the Dr. in the middle of the night--but there's no way around it--he isn't going to school.
Then comes the discussion working parents with a sick child must have--"well, can you stay home tomorrow, honey?" we ask each other. Trey and I both answer "No way! It's my busiest day of the week. It is impossible for me to stay home!" So, then we argue--"It's your turn!" "No, it's your turn!" Before long we sound about like my children in the backseat when they are hungry and tired. Isn't that just ridiculous? I mean obviously nothing is as important as tending to our child--but there is always that moment when it becomes clear one of us can't be at work that we act as though our professional obligations matter more than all else. We got it settled--decided that I since I won't sleep anyway, I will stay home with him today, and Trey will take his turn on Thursday, if necessary.
Meanwhile, it's downstairs at 1:30 am to turn off the crock pot, back up to wake Chip and give him Motrin, back down to email colleagues and beg for helping greeting the guest speaker, then back upstairs to comfort Katie who is having a bad dream, and then finally drifting off to sleep in Chip's bed so I can know if his fever spikes again. Naturally, it's not very restful sleep--but every mother knows you don't rest when your child is sick anyway. Plus I can't sleep too hard, b/c I have to wake up in time to call for a sub and email plans in, text my advisory about the party and my interact officers about the meeting, and be the first on the machine at the doctor's office so I can get an early appointment. (Didn't I just write about how it is always more work to miss school than to make it there?)
So, the blessing in all this? First of all, on some level it is hilarious what my life involves now that I'm a mother and a professional. Daddy said it once, as he tried to sit on my sofa which was covered in laundry. "Honey, your life is about great big ideas, important work, and itty bitty socks." I would add "itty bitty germs" and say he just about nailed it. Second, it is important for me to be reminded of my priorities. There is no where I should be today but with my son, and by the morning I was over feeling guilty about being needed away from work. Thirdly, I am reminded of just how competent my students are. The truth is everything that needs to happen today at school will happen. I am not nearly as central to that as I think I am. And finally, how many women can say they love to be at home and they love to be at work? I don't think there are as many as there should be--so I consider myself very blessed in that regard.
As far as Chip goes--the Dr. says probably a virus, maybe flu, watch for symptoms of pneumonia, and apprise him of any developments. Chip and Katie are sleeping. Mommy is making a soup with the frozen turkey carcass from Thanksgiving, and feeling tired but grateful for the blessings I mentioned, access to medical care for my children, and an employer who understands the importance of family. And, I'm laughing out loud remembering this book I read about a working mother....a fictitious character, but a real kindrid spirit. I recommend it!
I am the most Type A, OCD, take charge person in the world. Nothing upsets me more than feeling out of control-and this is the case even though I know control is just an illusion. Again, just because I'm smart doesn't mean I'm always rational.
So, last night I'm feeling pretty good about things. We finished up the taco soup, and I had tonight's dinner simmering in the crock pot. Chip had played piano, done his homework, and was showered. I had even remembered to throw his only Athens Academy sweatshirt in the washer so he could wear it another couple of days (this is because lately he can't keep up with his coats at school!). Katie ate a great supper, was in her jammies, and snug on the couch. It was looking like a W for the night--in bed on time means a happy next morning before school.
Yep, I was feeling pretty good about things on the homefront and excited about the next day at work. I knew it would be busy as I drop all of my free periods today, was having a guest speaker, my last Christmas party with my 12th grade advisory, an Interact Meeting, and a room full in tutorial as we head into the final exams.
I send Chip up to bed-and on his way he turns around and says the words every Mother dreads. "Mom, I don't feel so good. Maybe I need to throw up. I'm really hot." And almost every mother replies, as I did last night, "Oh, I think you are just fine! Go read and take your mind off of it. I'll be up in a minute to check on you." Well, last night it seemed to work, just adding to that feeling that I was the master of my household. He read a bit of Harry Potter and drifted off to sleep. My sense of mastery was shortlived.
He slept for all of an hour and woke up in a panic with chills, fever of 102, and pain in his "stomach" (though he was pointing to his ribs). So, I had slept at that point about 45 minutes-I woke up and went through the Mom check list. Let's see--he's breathing normally, no diarrhea, no vomiting (yet anyway), high fever after a cough that had resolved a few days ago, pain in the stomach or chest but on opposite side of appendix. I'm figuring stomach virus or early pneumonia. No need to call the Dr. in the middle of the night--but there's no way around it--he isn't going to school.
Then comes the discussion working parents with a sick child must have--"well, can you stay home tomorrow, honey?" we ask each other. Trey and I both answer "No way! It's my busiest day of the week. It is impossible for me to stay home!" So, then we argue--"It's your turn!" "No, it's your turn!" Before long we sound about like my children in the backseat when they are hungry and tired. Isn't that just ridiculous? I mean obviously nothing is as important as tending to our child--but there is always that moment when it becomes clear one of us can't be at work that we act as though our professional obligations matter more than all else. We got it settled--decided that I since I won't sleep anyway, I will stay home with him today, and Trey will take his turn on Thursday, if necessary.
Meanwhile, it's downstairs at 1:30 am to turn off the crock pot, back up to wake Chip and give him Motrin, back down to email colleagues and beg for helping greeting the guest speaker, then back upstairs to comfort Katie who is having a bad dream, and then finally drifting off to sleep in Chip's bed so I can know if his fever spikes again. Naturally, it's not very restful sleep--but every mother knows you don't rest when your child is sick anyway. Plus I can't sleep too hard, b/c I have to wake up in time to call for a sub and email plans in, text my advisory about the party and my interact officers about the meeting, and be the first on the machine at the doctor's office so I can get an early appointment. (Didn't I just write about how it is always more work to miss school than to make it there?)
So, the blessing in all this? First of all, on some level it is hilarious what my life involves now that I'm a mother and a professional. Daddy said it once, as he tried to sit on my sofa which was covered in laundry. "Honey, your life is about great big ideas, important work, and itty bitty socks." I would add "itty bitty germs" and say he just about nailed it. Second, it is important for me to be reminded of my priorities. There is no where I should be today but with my son, and by the morning I was over feeling guilty about being needed away from work. Thirdly, I am reminded of just how competent my students are. The truth is everything that needs to happen today at school will happen. I am not nearly as central to that as I think I am. And finally, how many women can say they love to be at home and they love to be at work? I don't think there are as many as there should be--so I consider myself very blessed in that regard.
As far as Chip goes--the Dr. says probably a virus, maybe flu, watch for symptoms of pneumonia, and apprise him of any developments. Chip and Katie are sleeping. Mommy is making a soup with the frozen turkey carcass from Thanksgiving, and feeling tired but grateful for the blessings I mentioned, access to medical care for my children, and an employer who understands the importance of family. And, I'm laughing out loud remembering this book I read about a working mother....a fictitious character, but a real kindrid spirit. I recommend it!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Warm in Winter
December 7, 2010 Blessing #214
So, yesterday it seemed our heater for the upstairs was broken. It wasn't even switching on, and we were resigned to go until at least January with no heat in the bedrooms. We couldn't begin to spend money on repairing it this close to Christmas (in all fairness, I think it is still under warranty, but I bet we would still have had to pay something)!
With it warm downstairs we would be fine-and we have plenty blankets for getting everyone snug in their beds. Then, Trey had the great idea to flip the breaker off and back on--and guess what! On it came. So that felt like fabulous good luck, but it really got me thinking about Moms and Dads who have no where to take their children to be warm. If you've been following, you know I travel in Haiti, and am struck anew each visit by the level of poverty and the plight of the Mothers there. I think it is even stranger to imagine Moms here who are unable to provide for their children-here where we are surrounded by wastefulness and excess. It is one thing for our citizens to be unaware of poor people who are separated from us by an ocean--it is quite another to be blind to those in need in our back yard.
I love to see organizations like our Athens Area Homeless Shelter http://www.athensareahomelessshelter.org/and Interfaith Hospitality Network http://www.ihnathens.org/ of Athens helping those folks who need it locally.
I am so thankful today that my biggest concerns are how to get out of debt and send my children to the private school we love. Thinking of Moms who just need a coat or a warm house for their kids really puts it in perspective.
So, yesterday it seemed our heater for the upstairs was broken. It wasn't even switching on, and we were resigned to go until at least January with no heat in the bedrooms. We couldn't begin to spend money on repairing it this close to Christmas (in all fairness, I think it is still under warranty, but I bet we would still have had to pay something)!
With it warm downstairs we would be fine-and we have plenty blankets for getting everyone snug in their beds. Then, Trey had the great idea to flip the breaker off and back on--and guess what! On it came. So that felt like fabulous good luck, but it really got me thinking about Moms and Dads who have no where to take their children to be warm. If you've been following, you know I travel in Haiti, and am struck anew each visit by the level of poverty and the plight of the Mothers there. I think it is even stranger to imagine Moms here who are unable to provide for their children-here where we are surrounded by wastefulness and excess. It is one thing for our citizens to be unaware of poor people who are separated from us by an ocean--it is quite another to be blind to those in need in our back yard.
I love to see organizations like our Athens Area Homeless Shelter http://www.athensareahomelessshelter.org/and Interfaith Hospitality Network http://www.ihnathens.org/ of Athens helping those folks who need it locally.
I am so thankful today that my biggest concerns are how to get out of debt and send my children to the private school we love. Thinking of Moms who just need a coat or a warm house for their kids really puts it in perspective.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Anaesthetizing Children in School?
December 6, 2010 blessing #213
I got an email this morning just as I began my planning period. I was using the free period to prep a lesson for teaching a tough concept for 9th grade students-the concepts of osmosis and diffusion. (I can hear you groan from here, but for those science educators reading-this is tough b/c one deals with movement of solute and the other with the movement of solvent.)
The email came from a colleague of mine over at UGA, Dr. Norm Thomson. He is the one who originally got me listening to Sir Dr. Ken Robinson, a well known lecturer on creativity (or lack thereof) in our structures of education. It is 11 minutes long-but extraordinarily thought provoking---and it was a great thing to watch as I was preparing a lesson for 9th graders. My biggest fear is that they go through school, their lives, and my class anaesthetized-I want them awake! Awake to the marvels of the natural world and biology, and aware of their crucial role in the future of this planet.
Anyway, it was free, fascinating, thought provoking professional development-and any teacher will tell you that is rare. It was just what I needed to get geared up for another day of waging war against ignorance and apathy. Give it a look. You won't be sorry!
I got an email this morning just as I began my planning period. I was using the free period to prep a lesson for teaching a tough concept for 9th grade students-the concepts of osmosis and diffusion. (I can hear you groan from here, but for those science educators reading-this is tough b/c one deals with movement of solute and the other with the movement of solvent.)
The email came from a colleague of mine over at UGA, Dr. Norm Thomson. He is the one who originally got me listening to Sir Dr. Ken Robinson, a well known lecturer on creativity (or lack thereof) in our structures of education. It is 11 minutes long-but extraordinarily thought provoking---and it was a great thing to watch as I was preparing a lesson for 9th graders. My biggest fear is that they go through school, their lives, and my class anaesthetized-I want them awake! Awake to the marvels of the natural world and biology, and aware of their crucial role in the future of this planet.
Anyway, it was free, fascinating, thought provoking professional development-and any teacher will tell you that is rare. It was just what I needed to get geared up for another day of waging war against ignorance and apathy. Give it a look. You won't be sorry!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Supply, Demand, and Human Creativity
December 5, 2010 Blessing #212
When Trey and I first married, our favorite Saturday or Sunday morning breakfast was waffles right off the waffle iron with a side of fried eggs. He loved them so much he asked for them for all his birthday breakfasts. For several years, we kept that tradition going--and then discovered that I was gluten intolerant (along with everyone else in my extended family!) So, we adopted new traditions--still eggs, gluten free toast, fresh fruit, and hot tea.
Anyway, tests for gluten allergies are becoming more reliable-and folks with this problem are falling out of the sky. Don't get me wrong, I'm not excited that folks are having to deal with this, but the increase in numbers has brought about a demand for gluten free products that is fabulous, and will ultimately lead to decrease in cost for those of us who buy them.
Well, when I was doing my shopping for Thanksgiving, I found a new baking mix on the shelves--Bisquick is doing gluten free! As far as gluten free goes--it isn't even that expensive! The price here is for a pack of 3 boxes. Ofourse, I bought it--came straight home, and made delicious biscuits. Today, trying to use the eggs and buttermilk I bought for making dressing and cornbread--I decided to give the waffle recipe a try. I couldn't imagine they would be as yummy as the ones we used to eat--but I was wrong! Trey said, "best waffles I've ever eaten!" Chip ran up to me in the kitchen, hugged me, and said "Thank you, Mom! These are sooooo good!"
So, if you know my house--you know that we bought it 6 years ago knowing we would have to redo everyroom. We've made a lot of progress--and now that we are starting the bonus room for Henslee, all that remains in need of major overhaul is our bedroom and bath and the kitchen. Our room is awful--but since no one else sees it, what's the hurry? The kitchen on the other hand? It is ugly and it is the room where everyone congregates. Floral wall paper from 1989, non matching appliances, ugly counter tops--I could go on. But I won't--b/c everything in it works-and when there is something special and delicious cooking, no one notices how it looks. They just notice how it feels. And it feels warm and homey. This morning it finally smelled like waffles on the waffle iron again--and I am so happy for the culinary genius who figured out how to make that happen for my family.
When Trey and I first married, our favorite Saturday or Sunday morning breakfast was waffles right off the waffle iron with a side of fried eggs. He loved them so much he asked for them for all his birthday breakfasts. For several years, we kept that tradition going--and then discovered that I was gluten intolerant (along with everyone else in my extended family!) So, we adopted new traditions--still eggs, gluten free toast, fresh fruit, and hot tea.
Anyway, tests for gluten allergies are becoming more reliable-and folks with this problem are falling out of the sky. Don't get me wrong, I'm not excited that folks are having to deal with this, but the increase in numbers has brought about a demand for gluten free products that is fabulous, and will ultimately lead to decrease in cost for those of us who buy them.
Well, when I was doing my shopping for Thanksgiving, I found a new baking mix on the shelves--Bisquick is doing gluten free! As far as gluten free goes--it isn't even that expensive! The price here is for a pack of 3 boxes. Ofourse, I bought it--came straight home, and made delicious biscuits. Today, trying to use the eggs and buttermilk I bought for making dressing and cornbread--I decided to give the waffle recipe a try. I couldn't imagine they would be as yummy as the ones we used to eat--but I was wrong! Trey said, "best waffles I've ever eaten!" Chip ran up to me in the kitchen, hugged me, and said "Thank you, Mom! These are sooooo good!"
So, if you know my house--you know that we bought it 6 years ago knowing we would have to redo everyroom. We've made a lot of progress--and now that we are starting the bonus room for Henslee, all that remains in need of major overhaul is our bedroom and bath and the kitchen. Our room is awful--but since no one else sees it, what's the hurry? The kitchen on the other hand? It is ugly and it is the room where everyone congregates. Floral wall paper from 1989, non matching appliances, ugly counter tops--I could go on. But I won't--b/c everything in it works-and when there is something special and delicious cooking, no one notices how it looks. They just notice how it feels. And it feels warm and homey. This morning it finally smelled like waffles on the waffle iron again--and I am so happy for the culinary genius who figured out how to make that happen for my family.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
German Brides
December 4, 2010 Blessing #211
Something so great happened this morning. First of all, I was in my jammies till noon-which is fabulous! While I was puttering around with the laundry and kitchen, I let Chip and Katie unpack all the ornaments and put them on hooks. This is the first Christmas that could happen with me in another room, and it is the first Christmas the kids were so into the history behind all the ornaments. "Is this one from when I was a baby?" or "Mommy, I made this one! Look!" They were so excited, and they kept making these types of exclamations. It was so fun. Then, Chip found the card outlining the meaning behind each ornament in our German Bride's Collection. The meanings are as follows:
Ornaments and Meaning
Angel: God’s guidance in the home
Bird: Happiness and joy
Fish: Christ’s blessing
Flower Basket: Good wishes
Fruit Basket: Generosity
Heart: True love
House: Shelter and protection
Pine Cone: Motherhood and fruitfulness
Rabbit: Hope and faith
Rose: Beauty and affection
Santa: Unselfishness and good will
Teapot: Hospitality
Back when Trey and I were engaged, his Mom (Granna) bought for us a set of these ornaments. They weren't glass like the ones pictured here--but precious, handpainted , wooden ornaments, and each one represents a blessing for the home of the newlyweds.
So, this morning, Chip found each one and explained to the rest of us what they stood for. We had conversations about how we have experienced and are still experiencing each of these blessing in our home. (I had to giggle when he asked what fruitfulness meant--given my current condition!) I knew when Granna gave us the set that it was special, but I couldn't have imagined how precious the moment was today when I got to talk with my children about generosity, hospitality, faith, hope, true love, and God's guidance. Even better--we'll get to have these conversations next year too!
So today, I'm thankful that Granna realized how special the set would become-and that our home is blessed beyond measure. What a fabulous gift for bride and groom!
Something so great happened this morning. First of all, I was in my jammies till noon-which is fabulous! While I was puttering around with the laundry and kitchen, I let Chip and Katie unpack all the ornaments and put them on hooks. This is the first Christmas that could happen with me in another room, and it is the first Christmas the kids were so into the history behind all the ornaments. "Is this one from when I was a baby?" or "Mommy, I made this one! Look!" They were so excited, and they kept making these types of exclamations. It was so fun. Then, Chip found the card outlining the meaning behind each ornament in our German Bride's Collection. The meanings are as follows:
Ornaments and Meaning
Angel: God’s guidance in the home
Bird: Happiness and joy
Fish: Christ’s blessing
Flower Basket: Good wishes
Fruit Basket: Generosity
Heart: True love
House: Shelter and protection
Pine Cone: Motherhood and fruitfulness
Rabbit: Hope and faith
Rose: Beauty and affection
Santa: Unselfishness and good will
Teapot: Hospitality
Back when Trey and I were engaged, his Mom (Granna) bought for us a set of these ornaments. They weren't glass like the ones pictured here--but precious, handpainted , wooden ornaments, and each one represents a blessing for the home of the newlyweds.
So, this morning, Chip found each one and explained to the rest of us what they stood for. We had conversations about how we have experienced and are still experiencing each of these blessing in our home. (I had to giggle when he asked what fruitfulness meant--given my current condition!) I knew when Granna gave us the set that it was special, but I couldn't have imagined how precious the moment was today when I got to talk with my children about generosity, hospitality, faith, hope, true love, and God's guidance. Even better--we'll get to have these conversations next year too!
So today, I'm thankful that Granna realized how special the set would become-and that our home is blessed beyond measure. What a fabulous gift for bride and groom!
Friday, December 3, 2010
The Right Word at the Right Time
December 3, 2010 Blessing #210
I am pretty optimistic. Most days, I decide to have a great day and that is exactly what happens. However, there are times it is hard for me to find the blessing. This is one of those days.
I am tired-I have had a hard time sleeping this week. There is always something to wake you in pregnancy--a trip to the bathroom, a cramping leg, a sore hip, or a powerful kick. I suppose it's preparation for sleepless nights with an infant. In any case, at the end of this long week, Trey and I have begun to look hard at the realities of bringing a new baby into our family (a little late, you say? Well, I may be smart, but I am not always rational-I suppose that is the blessing and curse of a woman--certainly of a Sanders woman). The realization that my daughter's tuition gets more expensive next year-which means a smaller take home paycheck for me-while we add childcare expenses on the homefront is sobering. Basically, we are going be making a little less and spending a lot more. If you've been following, you know that this is happening just as we are making headway on our get out of debt, build a nest egg program--the very one I was gushing about the other day.
So, tonight, I feel a bit overwhelmed with how we will make it all work. I'm tired, pregnant, and emotional-so I'm sitting here typing through tear-filled eyes. Isn't the roller coaster of pregnancy something? I mean I had a fabulous day with my students, my children are healthy, my husband adores me and I him, and here I am sniffling over a problem slated to begin in August.
Anyway, I sat down tonight to do my daily Advent devotional--and these were the word of wisdom on the first screen:
People of faith are not unrealistic. We know that the world can be a dark place.
But we also know that the darkness is not all. There is a reason to hope, because there is a light always shining.
Watch now for the light...and have your hope renewed.
It is the standard opening screen for the devotion, but tonight it really resonated with me. The world can be dark-sometimes the darkness comes from outside of us and sometimes it comes from inside. Sometimes we get so overwhelmed with fear, anxiety, and fatigue that we forget to find the light. Tonight, that is what happened to me. So, I'm thankful tonight that I am engaged in this discipline-not because it keeps the darkness away, but because it means even in the darkness I look for the light. And 2nd, I'm thankful that I found the right words at the right time in my devotion.
Following The Star Advent Daily Devotion (in case you want to follow along!)
Not a one of my concerns is life or death-we will work it out somehow. We always do. There will be sacrifices to be made-tough choices to navigate, but this family will proceed carefully, thoughtfully, and with lots of prayer. We will make decisions and then make them the right ones--and after those decisions, we will still be together--one more laugh around the table, one more personality to watch unfold, and one more light in our world. How silly of me to focus on the dark stuff.
I am pretty optimistic. Most days, I decide to have a great day and that is exactly what happens. However, there are times it is hard for me to find the blessing. This is one of those days.
I am tired-I have had a hard time sleeping this week. There is always something to wake you in pregnancy--a trip to the bathroom, a cramping leg, a sore hip, or a powerful kick. I suppose it's preparation for sleepless nights with an infant. In any case, at the end of this long week, Trey and I have begun to look hard at the realities of bringing a new baby into our family (a little late, you say? Well, I may be smart, but I am not always rational-I suppose that is the blessing and curse of a woman--certainly of a Sanders woman). The realization that my daughter's tuition gets more expensive next year-which means a smaller take home paycheck for me-while we add childcare expenses on the homefront is sobering. Basically, we are going be making a little less and spending a lot more. If you've been following, you know that this is happening just as we are making headway on our get out of debt, build a nest egg program--the very one I was gushing about the other day.
So, tonight, I feel a bit overwhelmed with how we will make it all work. I'm tired, pregnant, and emotional-so I'm sitting here typing through tear-filled eyes. Isn't the roller coaster of pregnancy something? I mean I had a fabulous day with my students, my children are healthy, my husband adores me and I him, and here I am sniffling over a problem slated to begin in August.
Anyway, I sat down tonight to do my daily Advent devotional--and these were the word of wisdom on the first screen:
People of faith are not unrealistic. We know that the world can be a dark place.
But we also know that the darkness is not all. There is a reason to hope, because there is a light always shining.
Watch now for the light...and have your hope renewed.
It is the standard opening screen for the devotion, but tonight it really resonated with me. The world can be dark-sometimes the darkness comes from outside of us and sometimes it comes from inside. Sometimes we get so overwhelmed with fear, anxiety, and fatigue that we forget to find the light. Tonight, that is what happened to me. So, I'm thankful tonight that I am engaged in this discipline-not because it keeps the darkness away, but because it means even in the darkness I look for the light. And 2nd, I'm thankful that I found the right words at the right time in my devotion.
Following The Star Advent Daily Devotion (in case you want to follow along!)
Not a one of my concerns is life or death-we will work it out somehow. We always do. There will be sacrifices to be made-tough choices to navigate, but this family will proceed carefully, thoughtfully, and with lots of prayer. We will make decisions and then make them the right ones--and after those decisions, we will still be together--one more laugh around the table, one more personality to watch unfold, and one more light in our world. How silly of me to focus on the dark stuff.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
The Wonders of Yoga
Thursday December, 2 2010 Blessing #209
I have been worried about finding time to exercise. It is always important to me, but I know that it is even more important when I'm pregnant (for sanity, but also b/c I get gestational diabetes). This working full time and gestating is new to me, and it is tough to get it all done. Anyway, the other day I was wishing I could find a yoga class that would work with my schedule-and just a few minutes later I got an email from a colleague announcing an after school yoga class for teachers at our school every Thursday for the rest of the year!
Talk about good fortune-practicing yoga is so important to me. It is a time for my mind to be still and for me to appreciate and listen to my body. In a way, it is an exercise in finding blessings. In my practice I concentrate on being grateful for my body-and practicing with Henslee inside of me I am even more in awe of the gifts my body can bring forth.
Today was the first class, and it was marvelous! It isn't everyday that an activity for my health (mental, physical, or spiritual) is so convenient and possible. Today I am thankful for my new yoga class.
I have been worried about finding time to exercise. It is always important to me, but I know that it is even more important when I'm pregnant (for sanity, but also b/c I get gestational diabetes). This working full time and gestating is new to me, and it is tough to get it all done. Anyway, the other day I was wishing I could find a yoga class that would work with my schedule-and just a few minutes later I got an email from a colleague announcing an after school yoga class for teachers at our school every Thursday for the rest of the year!
Talk about good fortune-practicing yoga is so important to me. It is a time for my mind to be still and for me to appreciate and listen to my body. In a way, it is an exercise in finding blessings. In my practice I concentrate on being grateful for my body-and practicing with Henslee inside of me I am even more in awe of the gifts my body can bring forth.
Today was the first class, and it was marvelous! It isn't everyday that an activity for my health (mental, physical, or spiritual) is so convenient and possible. Today I am thankful for my new yoga class.
Moving right Along!
November 23, 2010 Blessing #208
I left school today at 1:30--I had already finished teaching for the day, and headed to the Doctor. Henslee and I needed a check up. I didn't end up getting seen till 5 or so--he was busy delivering a baby, so I got a leg up on my errands and got the last harvest wreath from Hobby Lobby for 50% off. Then I headed to Kohl's and bought flat ware and new glasses for the crowd of 25 I'm anticipating on Thanksgiving day. I even got the kids Happy Meals (a major treat--they never get to go to McDonalds) before I picked them up and toted them with me back to the Doctor's office.
The good news is everything is moving right along as it should-but I did find out I'm a touch anemic. Dilutional anemia in pregnancy is pretty common, and easily corrected with an increase in iron intake. It was great to start my break with 3 happy healthy children. I have a lot to be thankful for this Thanksgiving holiday!
I left school today at 1:30--I had already finished teaching for the day, and headed to the Doctor. Henslee and I needed a check up. I didn't end up getting seen till 5 or so--he was busy delivering a baby, so I got a leg up on my errands and got the last harvest wreath from Hobby Lobby for 50% off. Then I headed to Kohl's and bought flat ware and new glasses for the crowd of 25 I'm anticipating on Thanksgiving day. I even got the kids Happy Meals (a major treat--they never get to go to McDonalds) before I picked them up and toted them with me back to the Doctor's office.
The good news is everything is moving right along as it should-but I did find out I'm a touch anemic. Dilutional anemia in pregnancy is pretty common, and easily corrected with an increase in iron intake. It was great to start my break with 3 happy healthy children. I have a lot to be thankful for this Thanksgiving holiday!
Just in Time
November 22, 2010 Blessing #207
It is a Monday morning, and I'm tired. It just seems like at work I have been stuck in a rut with a steady stream of deadlines and more than usual things to do. Something is going on with my hip--I think I'm having IT band discomfort from my spreading pelvis and time on my feet, and that is making me think I need a break. For teachers, that is code for we need a school holiday. All teachers know it way more work to miss school than to be there. Well, today the good news is that I'm about to have that break. Monday just seems a bit lighter when it is the Monday of a 2 day work week. So, except for the limp and odd stance as I try to stretch my IT band, there is an extra spring in my step today! I'm thankful for the upcoming change in routine for my whole family. We all need the rest!
It is a Monday morning, and I'm tired. It just seems like at work I have been stuck in a rut with a steady stream of deadlines and more than usual things to do. Something is going on with my hip--I think I'm having IT band discomfort from my spreading pelvis and time on my feet, and that is making me think I need a break. For teachers, that is code for we need a school holiday. All teachers know it way more work to miss school than to be there. Well, today the good news is that I'm about to have that break. Monday just seems a bit lighter when it is the Monday of a 2 day work week. So, except for the limp and odd stance as I try to stretch my IT band, there is an extra spring in my step today! I'm thankful for the upcoming change in routine for my whole family. We all need the rest!
Pump it up
November 21, 2010 Blessing #206
Today we hosted Chip's party at Pump it up--a giant inflatable zone. It was a great party for him--family and friends, tons of exercise, pizza, and one of my Granna's homemade cakes. I was so pleased that we could do that for Chip-I know there are parents who wish they could and can't for financial or scheduling reasons. Don't get me wrong---it was pricey, but we planned for it. That's our new thing--we only spend on what we plan for.
Speaking of, we have paid off a few things since the "come to Jesus" meeting with our new financial adviser also known as my super-here loving father. We got a car paid for, one credit card paid off, almost paid off Trey's student loan, and finished paying our IRS bill from 2009. Oh do we still have a long way to go--however, it is important to stop and acknowledge what we've done, if only so we'll keep working. The trick is to pay all this stuff off while keeping enough cash to avoid using credit cards for things like gas and groceries. We're doing great so far, but when you send most of your cash to debt eradication and the rest to food and gas, it doesn't leave a lot for extra spending or saving. I am loving that we are being so disciplined--even though with the Holidays approaching it is hard. I mean, I LOVE to buy Christmas presents for folks--and this year will have to focus on only doing what we can instead of what we wish we could. We're looking at few more years like that till all the credit cards balances are gone and the student loans are paid off but we are resolved!
So today--I'm grateful we swung one last party at pump it up. I'm proud of our progress and grateful to my Dad for helping us plan our strategy.
Today we hosted Chip's party at Pump it up--a giant inflatable zone. It was a great party for him--family and friends, tons of exercise, pizza, and one of my Granna's homemade cakes. I was so pleased that we could do that for Chip-I know there are parents who wish they could and can't for financial or scheduling reasons. Don't get me wrong---it was pricey, but we planned for it. That's our new thing--we only spend on what we plan for.
Speaking of, we have paid off a few things since the "come to Jesus" meeting with our new financial adviser also known as my super-here loving father. We got a car paid for, one credit card paid off, almost paid off Trey's student loan, and finished paying our IRS bill from 2009. Oh do we still have a long way to go--however, it is important to stop and acknowledge what we've done, if only so we'll keep working. The trick is to pay all this stuff off while keeping enough cash to avoid using credit cards for things like gas and groceries. We're doing great so far, but when you send most of your cash to debt eradication and the rest to food and gas, it doesn't leave a lot for extra spending or saving. I am loving that we are being so disciplined--even though with the Holidays approaching it is hard. I mean, I LOVE to buy Christmas presents for folks--and this year will have to focus on only doing what we can instead of what we wish we could. We're looking at few more years like that till all the credit cards balances are gone and the student loans are paid off but we are resolved!
So today--I'm grateful we swung one last party at pump it up. I'm proud of our progress and grateful to my Dad for helping us plan our strategy.
No where to go??
Saturday November 20, 2010 Blessing #206
So, today was the first Saturday in a long time without a soccer game to get to across town. I got to stay in my pajamas, make a big breakfast, and snuggle with my children and husband on the sofa. There is something very special about time to be still together-and we've really needed it. When our hectic weeks are capped with hectic weekends, we all begin to feel frazzled. They kids get irritable, over tired, and if we're not careful sick. I get short tempered and overwhelmed, and Trey works himself to exhaustion. We have gotten better about saying no to weekend engagements, but somethings aren't going away. We love our church, and it is important. Chip loves soccer and we all love to watch him play. We are still working our kiesters off to dig out of debt while not incurring any more, so the extra revenue Trey is generating right now is such a blessing and a priority. Today, I am thankful for the still morning moments with my family-and I'm going to try and create more of them.
So, today was the first Saturday in a long time without a soccer game to get to across town. I got to stay in my pajamas, make a big breakfast, and snuggle with my children and husband on the sofa. There is something very special about time to be still together-and we've really needed it. When our hectic weeks are capped with hectic weekends, we all begin to feel frazzled. They kids get irritable, over tired, and if we're not careful sick. I get short tempered and overwhelmed, and Trey works himself to exhaustion. We have gotten better about saying no to weekend engagements, but somethings aren't going away. We love our church, and it is important. Chip loves soccer and we all love to watch him play. We are still working our kiesters off to dig out of debt while not incurring any more, so the extra revenue Trey is generating right now is such a blessing and a priority. Today, I am thankful for the still morning moments with my family-and I'm going to try and create more of them.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Colder the Weather, the Warmer the Home
Wednesday, December 1, 2010 Blessing #205
A few years ago my Mom bought an Nativity Advent Calendar for my family-it is 3D, hand painted, and each day there is a little door for the kids to open. Early this morning, I stuffed it--not with anything fancy, just knick knacks and candy to brighten their day. It has become a favorite tradition of ours, and I love that it gets the kids excited about getting up in the morning. I go in to wake them and they know they can't visit the calendar until they are dressed with shoes on and teeth brushed. Normally, getting them up and dressed isn't easy--especially as we near the end of a semester and all of us are fatigued. Today, they got Christmas tattoos-and they were so excited to wear them to school. It was precious!
Anyway, each family has those little traditions that make the Holidays special-it is so neat to think that I am old enough to have a family that has traditions. How did this happen?
The weather has turned colder all of a sudden, the Christmas decorations are up, the Advent Calendar is stuffed, and I love the warmth I feel in my home right now. I couldn't wait to get home and cook tonight-to say the blessing with my family, and to read our Advent devotion. I guess the cold weather and the miracle of this season make me more aware than usual of the gift I have in this family and in this home. Truly, my cup runneth over with blessings. Now, I just have to figure out how to stay focused on them-instead of the dust bunnies, piles of laundry, and financial worries.
A few years ago my Mom bought an Nativity Advent Calendar for my family-it is 3D, hand painted, and each day there is a little door for the kids to open. Early this morning, I stuffed it--not with anything fancy, just knick knacks and candy to brighten their day. It has become a favorite tradition of ours, and I love that it gets the kids excited about getting up in the morning. I go in to wake them and they know they can't visit the calendar until they are dressed with shoes on and teeth brushed. Normally, getting them up and dressed isn't easy--especially as we near the end of a semester and all of us are fatigued. Today, they got Christmas tattoos-and they were so excited to wear them to school. It was precious!
Anyway, each family has those little traditions that make the Holidays special-it is so neat to think that I am old enough to have a family that has traditions. How did this happen?
The weather has turned colder all of a sudden, the Christmas decorations are up, the Advent Calendar is stuffed, and I love the warmth I feel in my home right now. I couldn't wait to get home and cook tonight-to say the blessing with my family, and to read our Advent devotion. I guess the cold weather and the miracle of this season make me more aware than usual of the gift I have in this family and in this home. Truly, my cup runneth over with blessings. Now, I just have to figure out how to stay focused on them-instead of the dust bunnies, piles of laundry, and financial worries.
Students and Teachers
November 29, 2010 Blessing #204
One of my students, Anne Lanier, was chosen as the Rotary student of the semester. She was honored this morning at a Rotary breakfast at 7 am. She got to pick a teacher to join her for breakfast and be recognized as the Rotary teacher of the semester, and she picked me. I could go on and on about this young lady-she is bright, engaged, compassionate, and a natural leader. Truly, she is one of those students who makes my job easy. She has been in my Human Bio class, worked with me in Interact, and traveled with me to Haiti. It has been my honor and good fortune to be her teacher.
It was a wonderful morning--students from the 5 area high schools were recognized-I got to hear about all the wonderful things young people in our community are doing. I got to hear those students thank their teachers and acknowledge the importance of our work, and I got to visit with inspiring colleagues. Trey had to change his schedule so I could attend-which meant I got to get up and leave the house before everyone else. I don't remember the last time I just hopped in the car and drove off without thinking about whether the kids were buckled in, had enough protein on board for a productive day, had their teeth brushed, and their lunches packed. It was nice--but again, I missed them after mile 5.
So today I am thankful for a easy morning and a wonderful student.
One of my students, Anne Lanier, was chosen as the Rotary student of the semester. She was honored this morning at a Rotary breakfast at 7 am. She got to pick a teacher to join her for breakfast and be recognized as the Rotary teacher of the semester, and she picked me. I could go on and on about this young lady-she is bright, engaged, compassionate, and a natural leader. Truly, she is one of those students who makes my job easy. She has been in my Human Bio class, worked with me in Interact, and traveled with me to Haiti. It has been my honor and good fortune to be her teacher.
It was a wonderful morning--students from the 5 area high schools were recognized-I got to hear about all the wonderful things young people in our community are doing. I got to hear those students thank their teachers and acknowledge the importance of our work, and I got to visit with inspiring colleagues. Trey had to change his schedule so I could attend-which meant I got to get up and leave the house before everyone else. I don't remember the last time I just hopped in the car and drove off without thinking about whether the kids were buckled in, had enough protein on board for a productive day, had their teeth brushed, and their lunches packed. It was nice--but again, I missed them after mile 5.
So today I am thankful for a easy morning and a wonderful student.
A Pat on the Back
Teachers don't teach for accolades (or money!). However, it is nice when we receive them. Today there was a lovely article about the Outstanding Biology Teacher Award for Georgia I won from the National Association of Biology Teachers. It is a nice honor, even if I feel undeserving. I think the nature of my job is such that I never feel good enough....but for today I am going to pause and be thankful that someone thinks I am doing a good job at this important work. Here's the link to the story.Teacher lets her students be creative with science
And then, everything changed
November 17, 2010 Blessing #202
It is hard to believe that 8 years ago today, Chip was born. I know that each child is special, but the day he was born is important for another reason. That was the day I became a mother. Everything changed in that instant-and I am only now able to fully appreciate the changes that took place.
Suddenly, another human being's welfare was more important than my own--and yet keeping myself alive and healthy to care for this child was important. My Grandmother who had 4 kids used to say, "Once you become a mother you think twice about crossing the street." I got it on the day 8 years ago.
It was also the day I gained a new appreciation for the miracles of life and a mother's love. I understood my Mom in a way I had never been able to before, and I began to look at the world through a mother's eyes. I noticed things for the first time; people driving too fast, young people making reckless decisions, educational policies that our squelching childrens' imaginations and our country's future, people abusing the environment my grandchildren will inhabit, and how much I have in common with mothers all over the world.
I am thankful for that precious, healthy little boy. I am thankful I am still alive to parent him-and I am thankful for the perspective motherhood has given me.
It is hard to believe that 8 years ago today, Chip was born. I know that each child is special, but the day he was born is important for another reason. That was the day I became a mother. Everything changed in that instant-and I am only now able to fully appreciate the changes that took place.
Suddenly, another human being's welfare was more important than my own--and yet keeping myself alive and healthy to care for this child was important. My Grandmother who had 4 kids used to say, "Once you become a mother you think twice about crossing the street." I got it on the day 8 years ago.
It was also the day I gained a new appreciation for the miracles of life and a mother's love. I understood my Mom in a way I had never been able to before, and I began to look at the world through a mother's eyes. I noticed things for the first time; people driving too fast, young people making reckless decisions, educational policies that our squelching childrens' imaginations and our country's future, people abusing the environment my grandchildren will inhabit, and how much I have in common with mothers all over the world.
A Stolen Moment
Tuesday, November 16 2010 Blessing #201
Tomorrow is Chip's birthday-and my busiest day of the week. So, today I stole a few minutes during a planning period and headed to his class with donuts. I just have to pause and be grateful that I work where he studies-it makes so much possible that I know other parents must struggle with. I popped right in his class--gave him 8 birthday kisses and a "pinch to grow an inch", watched his friends sing Happy Birthday, and was back in my classroom in 20 minutes grading papers.
I am a lucky, working, mommy. And I am thankful!
Tomorrow is Chip's birthday-and my busiest day of the week. So, today I stole a few minutes during a planning period and headed to his class with donuts. I just have to pause and be grateful that I work where he studies-it makes so much possible that I know other parents must struggle with. I popped right in his class--gave him 8 birthday kisses and a "pinch to grow an inch", watched his friends sing Happy Birthday, and was back in my classroom in 20 minutes grading papers.
I am a lucky, working, mommy. And I am thankful!
Monday, November 15, 2010 Blessing #200 (Wow--I can't believe how many I've done!)
When my parents sold their house and bought a farm, they needed someone to "store" the piano. I volunteered because I had a room without enough furniture. I had no idea that Chip would ask to learn to play it. He asked just as he was starting 1st grade, so now he has been taking lessons for a year. Today is lesson day. The child loves it-he loves learning a new song, the feeling he gets when he masters it, and spending time with his teacher, Mrs. Robertson. Today, I am thankful that an empty room in need of furniture was really just a room waiting on a blessing.
When my parents sold their house and bought a farm, they needed someone to "store" the piano. I volunteered because I had a room without enough furniture. I had no idea that Chip would ask to learn to play it. He asked just as he was starting 1st grade, so now he has been taking lessons for a year. Today is lesson day. The child loves it-he loves learning a new song, the feeling he gets when he masters it, and spending time with his teacher, Mrs. Robertson. Today, I am thankful that an empty room in need of furniture was really just a room waiting on a blessing.
A Healthy Obsession
November 14, 2010 Blessing #199
My husband is ridiculously good looking. It just gets better as we age. A magnificent jaw line, an incredibly fit build, and gorgeous blue eyes. Now, I know that looks aren't the most important thing, but I can be grateful for them, can't I? You should see the ladies turn their heads when he walks in a room. You just can't help but notice him. Plenty of this is genetic, but I have to tell you, Trey takes care of himself. He exercises, he eats right (usually), and he is still into playing competitive sports. Every Sunday he plays soccer for a team at the Y. He is always looking for races and triathlons to enter, and he never compromises on his workouts.
Sometimes, this frustrates me. I love to exercise, but it is just not as easy for me to get it worked into my schedule. Then, today, I would really like him to be here helping me cart clean clothes upstairs and put them away.
But today, I'm pausing to be thankful. He is healthy and active-he is setting a wonderful example for my children, and he just gets better looking.
My husband is ridiculously good looking. It just gets better as we age. A magnificent jaw line, an incredibly fit build, and gorgeous blue eyes. Now, I know that looks aren't the most important thing, but I can be grateful for them, can't I? You should see the ladies turn their heads when he walks in a room. You just can't help but notice him. Plenty of this is genetic, but I have to tell you, Trey takes care of himself. He exercises, he eats right (usually), and he is still into playing competitive sports. Every Sunday he plays soccer for a team at the Y. He is always looking for races and triathlons to enter, and he never compromises on his workouts.
But today, I'm pausing to be thankful. He is healthy and active-he is setting a wonderful example for my children, and he just gets better looking.
Greatest Game Ever Played
Saturday, November 13, Blessing #198
Oh it is a busy day! By some miracle Trey has seen a personal training client, we have gotten to see Chip play his last soccer game (2 left footed goals-I'm telling you the kid has skills), get his medal for a great season, and we got Chip to his first basketball practice. Reading over that, it sounds like it was easy--I should mention we had to hurry to a chick fil a to get Katie some eggs as she headed into a low blood sugar meltdown and then we had to go to Target to get socks for basketball since the ones from soccer were wet and nasty.
Anyway, I was tired, and I really had hoped Trey was going to take Chip to basketball. Turns out he had to work with wrestlers, so it had to be me. Even with my fatigue-heading into that gym brought back the most wonderful memories. The smell of the wood floor, the sound of the basket balls bouncing, and the swishing of the net instantly put me at ease and made me feel at home. I was never a star player--but I was pretty good and I was consistent. I loved the intellect involved in the game, and I loved coaching it. Hopefully--as the kids grow up, I will be able to again. Anyway, today I am thankful for that moment of nostalgia-I felt like a teenager again. How wonderful that I have so many happy memories from my youth. Add to that Chip's great practice, and it was a terrific day!
Oh it is a busy day! By some miracle Trey has seen a personal training client, we have gotten to see Chip play his last soccer game (2 left footed goals-I'm telling you the kid has skills), get his medal for a great season, and we got Chip to his first basketball practice. Reading over that, it sounds like it was easy--I should mention we had to hurry to a chick fil a to get Katie some eggs as she headed into a low blood sugar meltdown and then we had to go to Target to get socks for basketball since the ones from soccer were wet and nasty.
Anyway, I was tired, and I really had hoped Trey was going to take Chip to basketball. Turns out he had to work with wrestlers, so it had to be me. Even with my fatigue-heading into that gym brought back the most wonderful memories. The smell of the wood floor, the sound of the basket balls bouncing, and the swishing of the net instantly put me at ease and made me feel at home. I was never a star player--but I was pretty good and I was consistent. I loved the intellect involved in the game, and I loved coaching it. Hopefully--as the kids grow up, I will be able to again. Anyway, today I am thankful for that moment of nostalgia-I felt like a teenager again. How wonderful that I have so many happy memories from my youth. Add to that Chip's great practice, and it was a terrific day!
Friday Night Lights
Friday, November 12, 2010 Blessing # 197
I love the community of teaching. It is great to meet them in my classroom and talk biology, but I also love to see them out with their families at sporting events, plays, etc. However, as much as I love to see the kids play football, it is not always practical for me. First of all, Trey is working all the football games for the Academy, so he is on the sideline. That means it is Chip, Katie, and me. But, it isn't us at our best-in fact, we are all 3 pretty zonked on Friday nights from a long week. When we go, the kids usually make it till about half time-then one or both end up in meltdown mode and we have to leave. So, tonight I'm not going to brave it. The coolest thing is that I can still watch the game in real time! Our school Media and Tech club produces live web casts of the games-so I can see my students shine on the field while my children are tucked snug in their beds. Tonight I am thankful that via technology I have almost achieved being in 2 places at once. I always feel pulled between work and home--and tonight I am can do what I want to do for both at the same time!
I love the community of teaching. It is great to meet them in my classroom and talk biology, but I also love to see them out with their families at sporting events, plays, etc. However, as much as I love to see the kids play football, it is not always practical for me. First of all, Trey is working all the football games for the Academy, so he is on the sideline. That means it is Chip, Katie, and me. But, it isn't us at our best-in fact, we are all 3 pretty zonked on Friday nights from a long week. When we go, the kids usually make it till about half time-then one or both end up in meltdown mode and we have to leave. So, tonight I'm not going to brave it. The coolest thing is that I can still watch the game in real time! Our school Media and Tech club produces live web casts of the games-so I can see my students shine on the field while my children are tucked snug in their beds. Tonight I am thankful that via technology I have almost achieved being in 2 places at once. I always feel pulled between work and home--and tonight I am can do what I want to do for both at the same time!
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