Friday, August 22, 2008

Sleeping Baby

This is Caden at about a month old


This is Evan at about 2 weeks old


My sister and mother have gone out to run errands and I have the grand privilege of staying behind with Baby Evan. He is such a sweet boy, very similar to my boy a couple of years ago. They have a very similar look and demeanor about them...but I guess all newborns look alike to some extent.
Evan is getting bigger and stronger everyday, he sleeps almost all the way through the night already and is as pleasant as a pig in poop...even when he is literally in poop. He's a great kid.
I don't think there is any greater peace than a sleeping baby. There's just a sense of calm about them that makes you feel calm and content. I love the newborn stage. Other than colic and slight sleep deprivation, this stage is by far the calm before the storm that is toddlerhood....speaking of toddlers, I miss mine desperately.
Last night was tough getting to sleep...I was missing my family very much. I've never been away from Caden this long before and I find that I don't know what to do with myself half the time. He is such a loving little man with a giant heart..he adds so much to my life so a piece of me is missing without him around.
Jay has been superman this week...single parenting, taking a nasty fall off of a chair while changing the air filters, working, rushing to find childcare when Caden's school shut down last minute because of hurricane Faye...he's been great...I can't wait to see both of them on Sunday....i hate that i have to work mon-wed when i get back cause all i want to do is play with Caden..but it will be great to wake up and see him Monday morning...he's such a great kid.
I will go back to "babysitting"...A.K.A: Watching a beautiful, sleeping baby.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

I'm Thinking....

We need to plant GC.TV Canada...and I know just the people for the job :)

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Things I am Currently Really Enjoying about Canada......

- My family
- Tim Hortons
- The way the house smells on a summers day when the windows are left open and a fresh breeze is blowing through.
- Ah Caramels, walnut crunches, flakies and the millions of other fantastic sweets I can't find anywhere else.
- Watching the Olympics from Canada's perspective
- Newfoundland radio hour on Sunday night in Alberta
- KFC's Canadian menu
- Bison Burgers
- Awesome mainlander accents
- Early morning (5:30am)sunrises and late night (9:00pm)sunsets...it makes it so much easier to get out of bed in the morning and get more accomplished after dinner.
- Lack of nasty bugs and oppressive heat
- Loonies, Toonies and colourful money
- Things being spelled with 'our' at the end and 'checks' being spelled 'cheques'.
- 'Zed' instead of 'Zee'
- People who understand all of the words that come out of my mouth, regardless of how fast I say them or whether they are real words or not.

Things I am currently not enjoying about Canada:

- How expensive everything is
- Missing my boys in Tallahassee
...That's pretty much it!

Monday, August 18, 2008

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Baby Evan

He's perfect in everyway. It's great to be here...I do however miss my boys. Seeing little Evan makes me miss Caden's baby days....not enough to have another one though ;)
This should be a great week, and the absence from my boys will make my heart grow even fonder for them...if that's even possible.
I Miss you Caden. I Miss you Daddy. Take care of eachother while I'm gone.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Birthday

Today was great. Baby shower with great friends in the morning, 2 hours of spa in the afternoon, Red Lobster cheesy biscuits, Batman and icecream in the evening.
Now I'm packing because 5:30am is going to come quickly. Going to see loved ones in a part of Canada I've never seen tomorrow.
Year 25 has been good to me.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Tomorrow I turn 25

So today I purchased life insurance

Thursday, August 14, 2008

My Son

Caden and I were sorting the clean clothes in my room this afternoon. I went to the closet to hang up some shirts and when I looked out, he was gone.
When I found him, he was in the living room doing this:

Sunday, August 10, 2008

the main thing

Although church started this morning at 6am, it was one of the most refreshing church experiences I've had in a long time. Since Leon High School decided to kick us out of the auditorium, we were forced to pull together in the wee hours of the morning and set up church in the gym. This meant cutting back on some of the things we normally do. Instead of an elaborate band and set up, we had an acoustic set with just three of us. 2 guitars and harmonies. I thrive in that setting.
Because of the setting and time/help restrictions, we had to have the congregation sit on the gym bleachers, which I'm sure was not comfortable for them, but it caused us all to be in close proximity to each other which I LOVE. I love being able to hear congregational singing and see the joy on the faces of people worshipping. It was great. Normally we are so far away from everyone I never even know who comes to our church. I think (despite the discomfort of the seating) people responded really well to the setting too. The lights came and went a few times, but I noticed that no one even flinched. With hands held high, they kept singing and worshiping and praying because this week we truly were focused on the main thing and it was awesome.I'm not a high maintenance person so I'm not bothered when things aren't perfect, although I understand and appreciate our church's commitment to creating an atmosphere conducive for worship....but today it was really nice to just sit back, not take ourselves so seriously and just enjoy being together without (as the saying goes) all the 'bells and whistles'. As awkward and uncomfortable as it may have been, I really felt like I went to church today. I really felt like we made the main thing, the main thing.
On Friday I started to feel really sick again and I began praying and asking God to forgive me for complaining about my hectic schedule. I don't participate in church or play music because I'm forced to. I don't do it for recognition or for status. I do it because I love doing it and it draws me close to God while He works through me in a way I could never accomplish on my own. I'm so thankful for the gift of music and song and I never want to take it for granted. I got to rest a bit on Friday and was able to get to the wedding rehearsal where I felt a lot better. Today (since it's been a strenuous day at the end of a very ill week) was difficult, but the fatigue and tummy issues paled in comparison to the joy I found in worshipping Christ with my friends today.
Sometimes it takes a slap in the face to remember how great things are...or in my case, a stomach bug.
Now in less than a week I will be on a plane bound for Canada to see my mother, sister, brother-in-law and brand new nephew, Evan. This year has been filled with travel, all thanks to parental airmiles. This will be the 3rd time I get to see my mom since March and the second time I see my sister since April...which is usually 3 or 4 years worth of visiting in a 5 month span.
'Thanks Mom for flying me around the world because you love me and want to see me...thanks for making it possible for me to take this trip when I know how many strings you have to pull with work and Nan just to get away yourself. When Caden becomes a famous drummer I'll pay you back :)'

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Evan Cole Higdon, 7lbs 11oz




He's Here!

This morning Evan Cole Higdon was born and I became an AUNT! Which means my sister became a mother, and a fantastic mother she will be.
After a day and a half of throwing up, this morning began without nausia and with the announcement of this long awaited birth! I think (as you can tell by a previous post) that I had over loaded myself and my family this week and God decided to slow me down with a stomach flu...I actually needed it...strange as that sounds...
Tonight worship team has been cancelled meaning my crazy week schedule has been down graded to a crazy weekend, which is quite doable.
Thanks to everyone who reached out, offering a roof for Saturday night and childcare for Caden. I'm blessed with great friends.
Now it's only 10 days until I fly to western Canada and see my little nephew! Welcome Evan!

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Month of Pure Insanity

If I'm not regularly updating, this is why:

Tomorrow: Bring Caden to school. Working 8-5, driving half way to Crawfordville to get Caden, driving back into Tallahassee, practicing for One Night at 6:15 followed by One Night itself at 7, lasting until whenever the Holy Spirit says it's ok to go. 45 minute drive back home. Late night for Caden. At some point in there, we will eat something but bathtime for Caden probably won't happen.

Thursday: Data entry work from home while entertaining Caden, try and find somewhere for Caden to go until Jay gets off work at 7, practice for Tiffany's wedding at 6, Worship team at 7. 45 minute drive back home. Another late night for Caden. We will also find time to eat at some point but once again, it may be too late for a bath...good thing tomorrow is swim day at school...he'll at least be submersed in water.

Friday: Bring Caden to school with lunch and swim clothes. Working from 10-4, driving half way to Crawfordville to get Caden, driving back into town, hopefully finding someone who can watch him till Jay gets off work (although the chances of this happening 2 nights in a row are slim to none) Wedding Rehearsal at 6 (perhaps with Caden on my back in the hiking back pack), Rehearsal dinner to follow. Another late night for Caden. Luckily eating is included in these plans already...I may have to sponge bathe him while he sleeps...

Saturday: Amber comes to the house at 1:45 to watch a smelly, sleepy Caden. I have to be at the church for 2:30. Wedding starts at 3:30, reception to follow. Somehow meet up with Jay when he's done work. He drops me off at someones house where I will spend the night (person to be determined) and drives home in the car to relieve Amber. Caden WILL get a real bath this night, come hell or high water. I'll spend the night with said friend because Sunday morning comes too early for an already exhausted little boy.

Sunday: Be at Leon High School to set up church at 6am. Pack up the Keyboard and leave church around 1-ish. Bring Jay to wherever he left his bike the night before so he can drive it home behind me and Caden. Lunch? Who knows. We survive on pure will at this point. When we get home we'll tag team clean the house, mow the lawn, do the laundry and get things ready for the coming week of madness.

Next Week: Work, parent/teacher meeting at Caden's school, continue working on the house to have it ready at anytime for potential buyers, alot of work reports and deadlines to meet, my birthday, Dana's baby shower, prep the boys and leave for Canada on a solo trip where I'll be till the 24th.

Then it's back to work, dentist appointments, birthday parties, worship teaming, etc. etc. etc...I really miss my husband...I really miss my kid...as much as I hate preping and dishes, I really miss eating home cooked meals...

I know I'm whining, but I'm exhausted already.

Our best chance thus far of selling the house fell through last night when the potential buyer changed his mind..that was defeating..but at this point, I know God has that...I just wish I had more time to pray about it.

Lord, give me the strength to be all of things you've called me to be. Christian Wife, mother, sister, daughter, soon-to-be Aunt, musician, friend, employee, volunteer, make-shift realtor...I'm burning out. Amen.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Tomorrow is Monday

Today on the way home from church, Caden began puking in the car. He seemed fine up until he started spewing his lunch. We pulled over, cleaned him up as best we could and then let him ride the last 4 miles in the front seat with mommy...we figured if a cop stopped us he would have understood our plight after sticking his head in our car and taking a whiff of the nasty.
Since then Caden has been throwing up/dry heaving every 15-20 minutes. Miserable and smelly, I put him in the bath and got him ready for bed. After the bath, he seemed to feel better, dry heaving only a few times before asking for a banana. He ate the banana and drank some 'bawter' (water) and after keeping him up for another hour to monitor him, he seemed to be feeling much, much better. We've had a couple of late nights and early mornings so I don't know if he was just so over tired he didn't know what else to do but toss his cookies...who knows.
Hopefully he will sleep it off and wake refreshed in the morning, puke free. Today we also cleaned the house, re-cleaned the puke spots several times, Jay mowed the grass and I took apart and reassembled the car seat after washing the barf out of it. Now, we are pooped and going to bed.
Tomorrow is Monday.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

as promised

Ok, so I know Sammy isn't the one you normally tune in to see, but he's just so darn cute...especially when he attempts to stuff his 24 pound kitty body into a tiny apricot box.



Me taking a picture of Caden after he had eaten beans...Caden taking a picture of me after I had served beans...you can see the beans all over his face, shirt and hair...He sure did love those beans.



I was making the bed yesterday and Caden decided to run and jump in the blankets on the floor. He didn't seem to take notice of how close he was to the outside corner of the wall and WHAM! He went forehead first into the wall.


The head split up close


Kisses, an ice pack, some fruit snacks and an episode of 'The Wonder Pets' made it all better.

purge

I am cleaning up my house, throwing out trash, donating things to goodwill like crazy, selling whatever valuables we don't use and organizing everything in hopes of moving sometime soon.
Selling the house in this market for what we need to sell it for is seeming to be an impossible task...but I've been reading alot in God's word about hope lately and am no longer afraid to do so for fear of being let down.
My new perspective: The house will sell at the perfect time in the perfect scenerio whether that is today, tomorrow or in 2037...(although I may be a little deflated by that time) because we've given it to God and His will is perfect.
God's timing is perfect and he sees the whole picture. Our potential buyers from last month confirmed yesterday that they are going with another house to avoid the commute...but I am not discouraged...when we trust God with our problems and compare them to His vastness and greatness, they pale in comparison and we can all breathe a little bit easier.
I think I've got a better grasp on my insane schedule. I unfortunatly do not have as much time to take and upload videos and photos like before...but I am going to try and post something for those of you jonesin for Caden pics by the end of the night.
Until then, I must take advantage of what's left of nap time to shower and continue the purge.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Saying Goodbye

Last night Jay, Caden and I had the upsetting privelege of having 'the last supper' (if I may be so morbid:) with our dear friends, Dave and Lynne. Early this morning they left on a God inspired adventure for Salt Lake City, Utah. Anyone who has heard their story knows that this is without a doubt a Godly move for them to make...but it doesn't change the fact that I'm writing this with a lump in my throat and a pit in my stomach, missing them terribly and wishing they didn't have to go.
Dave, Lynne, Georgia and Bailey became more than just friends to our family...they became apart of our family. I have never felt more connected or more understood by anyone on so many levels. No matter what I was dealing with, Lynne always understood from experience. Being a stay at home mom, being far from home, the financial struggles of a one income household, wanting desperatly to sell a house in Crawfordville...I literally mean on every level, Lynne could look at me compassionately and say, 'I completely understand.'
When they lived in Crawfordville, it was constantly comforting knowing that they were just down the road. They are the kind of friends whose home is always open. No need to call ahead or ask, just come on over and you'll be fed and entertained by their graciousness. Georgia's incredible heart for children has been a blessing to Caden and myself, as she has spent many days and evenings watching him and loving on him. I never had to worry when Caden would stay with the Phillip's family, because I knew he was in tender, caring hands.
I know Georgia and Bailey will do remarkably well in their new home. They are going to form incredible relationships with new friends while maintaining the deep, rooted relationships with their friends here in Tallahassee. I don't worry about them...I'm excited for them.
In the same way, Dave and Lynne have amazing encounters waiting in Utah for them. God perfectly knit this together and gave them many directional signs, telling them this is His plan...which means there is greatness in store for these great people.
Saying good-bye was rough. We all did a marvelous job of holding it together although driving home we were a bit deflated by the whole thing. We drove in silence for a while because we were both fighting back the tears, then Jay said, "I feel like I just got punched in the stomach."
I knew exactly what he meant because I was feeling it (and still am feeling it) too.
So in the midst of my hope and excitement for them is an overlying sadness because I will miss my family while they are away.
Dave, Lynne, Georgia and Bailey, (or in the words of Caden: Doof, Nin, Jaja and Baydee),
Thank you for being who you are and for being our family. We have found in you something very rare to find outside of flesh and blood relationships. We trust you. We connect with you. We love you.
-Jason, Kathy and Caden

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Structure

One thing that I lack big time in my life is structure. I am a pretty free-spirited, unstructured kind of girl...pretty low maintenance and easy going. Since I am now the mother of a child who needs structure, is very high maintenance and not as easy going when left to his own devices, I am needing to shift my thinking.
Since our new routine begins on Monday, I am actually writing out a schedule of what our days will look like when I work, when I'm home, when Daddy's off and when I play on Sundays. I'm stepping back from the worship team and am going to play every other week for right now because I have too much going on in my life and it is the only place where I have flexibility. Hopefully when the house sells I can come back full-time cause we'll be in town and transportation won't be as much of an issue. I know I'll miss it...but I'm slowly burning out and need a breather
Back to the schedule, so far, so GREAT! I feel so much more in control knowing there is a method to all this madness! And all this time I was wondering what to do about Caden when it was ME that needed a change.
I will spend all day on Thursdays and Saturdays alone with Caden and right now we have a 7:00am-7:30pm schedule, broken (for the most part) into time slots of 30 minutes or more. There is daddy time, music time, room time, free play time, mommy structured playtime, nap time, snack time, meal time, tv time (yes, we're going to keep the TV off most of the day!!!) outside planned activities (like the library, the store, the playground and play dates), dinner time, bath time, story time and bed time! A full day of structured fun.
I've waited much too long to implement this type of thing for fear of the schedule running my life...but now that I've created it and am implementing it, it's not running my life, it's aiding my life and making it easier.
Jay will be with Caden from 8-5:30 on Tuesdays which is great cause they'll get to have some one on one time. We're not sure exactly when Caden will ever see his parents together, but hopefully life will bring us to a point where we have more time to spend together...for right now, we're working with what we've got and we're finding that we've got a lot!

Friday, July 25, 2008

Moving Up in the World

Literally...with my new work responsibilities I have moved from a cubicle all alone downstairs to a nicer cubicle upstairs surrounded by other people! This is good for socializing, but bad for blogging...it's not stopping me right now though because my job doesn't officially start till Monday. :)
Life has been whirling and swirling around our heads this week. With the busyness of travelling mixed with the busyness of our crazy lives, I think I'm beginning to burn out a little bit. I am not necessarily happy about taking on this new position. It is souly for the purpose of helping us get where we need to be financially so we can be freer than we are now. I have alot of guilt in my belly about only seeing Caden on Thursdays, Saturdays and every other Sunday (sounds like custody rights!) but I know he'll spend Tuesdays with Daddy and while he's at school God's arms of protection will be around him. He does well at school...i just miss him, and I want to be with him as much as possible especially while he is young and in the prime stages for being trained in the ways he should live. I want us to be his primary influence. I know God has this, I'm just a bit anxious about the whole thing. I think guilt is something the devil uses on Moms to keep us off task. I'm sitting here doing a good thing for my family by working and trying to accommodate everything and everyone and all I feel is guilty about not being with Caden. When I didn't work I felt guilty about not contributing financially.
Some days I feel like this job was given to me by God to help us out, cause for a full time employee I have great benefits and flexibility...other times I wonder if he dangled it in front of my face and said, "You can go back to work, but at what cost?"
I wish he would just beam down like on Star Trek and tell me what's right and wrong. I've made so many dumb choices based on what I thought God was telling me...you'd think I'd understand his voice by now...maybe mine is so loud that it doesn't give his a chance to speak.
It's hard to hear whispers in the midst of screaming. Like when life just punches you in the face. Yesterday someone backed into our car and damaged it while I was getting groceries. I came out to find a big dent, cracked plastic underneath the car and long, black scratches up the right side...with no one to be found. They just hit it and took off.
So now we have to pay our high deductible to fix a problem we didn't cause. WHAM! Punch in the face. Thanks life.
So now we have a damaged motorcycle and a damaged car because of thieves and cowards we've never met...and we're out hundreds of dollars because of it meaning the dog can't go to the vet, again. WHAM! Punch in the face for us and our dog.
This is why I don't believe in a prosperity gospel...often times all tithing seems to do is cause you to have to pull from savings to cover your bills, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't do it...It just means we shouldn't expect cash back rewards. In fact, things may get rougher because we're sacrificing..and sacrifice hurts, but for good purpose.
I think I'm just in one of those funks where I am fully aware of the presence of God but am a little bit irritated by where He's going with all of this...what lesson am I suppose to be learning that I'm not getting...maybe I need to stop worrying about everything? Maybe we need to be even better with our money so the punches feel more like pinches? Maybe we need to stop operating motor vehicles?
Who knows. Ugh. All in all I'm blessed, loved and content...can't complain about that!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

NY











"It was too short."
That's what most people say when you ask them about their time off...in this case, it's true. Our trip to NY was fabulous, but much too short...we look forward to a time when we can go for longer.
Caden had a great time with his 'Ampa' and 'Amma'. He was very well behaved and did really well on the demanding travel days.
I really enjoyed time with the in-laws and loved having several days in a row with Jay and Caden...this rarely happens so when we get it, we soak it up.
On the way home we were able to see Des and Kristy which was a huge blessing. We miss everyone who isn't close to us but love it when we get to see eachother.
Good times..too short, but good times.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Needing a Break

Yesterday I worked all day in heels and a dress, I pick Caden up at school and we headed home. When I get home, I find that the back door is wide open! First, I was freaked out about robbers, but then I saw the handle had gotten stuck when Jay let the dog out in the morning and he didn't lock the dead bolt when he let her back in. Luckily, no animals ran away!
I look up and there is a giant wasp flying around the living room. Anyone who knows me knows that I have a huge phobia of insects...especially flying ones...even butterflies freak me out.
So I panic, grab Caden, forget his shoes, wipes and cup and bolt out the door to the car (after closing the back door of course).
I decide now is a good time to go to Walmart and get an oil change. I call Jay (who still won't be home for 3 hours) and tell him my plight.
Caden and I go to Walmart, give them the car to change the oil (the woman who took the keys said Caden looked like baby Brad Pitt) and we head to Subway for supper. I had promised myself I wouldn't eat out this week but this situation called for it.
We order food and go to pay for it and my bank card was not in my wallet...
Luckily, I had enough cash for food, but not for the oil change...
I call family dollar where i bought bubbles for Caden earlier, and they told me i had left it there and that they would hold it till Jay could pick it up.
Meanwhile, Jay's still got 2.5 hours left at work and a 45 minute commute back to C-ville.
I'm still in heels, Caden has no shoes...I start getting really, really sad.
So Caden and I eat, he makes me laugh and calms me a little bit, then I pick him up and head back to the car section to see if they'll take Jay's card over the phone. They won't. the cahsier handed me my keys before she knew I couldn't pay then she actually snatched them back!
I told them Jay would be by to pay and we would just have to wait....
I call Jay and he decides to leave a bit early to rescue me...so Caden and I proceed to walk around the Walmart toy department (I, in heels and he, barefoot) for over an hour till Daddy comes to the rescue.
Caden was SUCH a good boy. He made the situation so much better. He even didn't have a fit when he saw the big bin of rubber balls...he was sad that we couldn't buy the sponge bob bicycle helmet though...
We get home and Jay goes in first to do some serious bug killing. Caden and I come in a few minutes later and I put him in the tub...3 minutes later he stands up and says, "Mama, YUCK!" and points down....HE HAD POOPED IN THE TUB!
He has only ever done this once, when he was 6 months old and we were in Newfoundland...I couldn't believe it. Perfect end to a perfect afternoon!
Today my back is killing me from all the heel walking and Caden holding and I still have a million things to do before we leave tomorrow...
All that to say, I'm excited about our little vacation. I need it, BAD!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

I Miss Caden

Weird, when I spend so much time with the little guy, but on work days, I miss him very much. I know that working and getting a mental break from toddlerhood has made me much better for him when we're together. Full-time motherhood is not for the faint of heart...it's tough and I marvel at women who do it past babyhood, especially with multiple kids. Having a job outside of home gives me a little break to be better for the main thing, my family. I know Caden loves school, because he runs in with a giant smile, ready to play on the playground and make crafts with his friends....but yesterday was the first time since March that I got a little teary eyed when I drove away, meanwhile he was partyin it up on the slide, waving to me as I drove off, without a care in the world.
I think I'm suddenly keenly aware of how fast life is going...I am trying to soak up every beautiful moment and desperately want to push 'pause' most days...he is already so big and independent...far from the baby days...he's a big kid now and since he may be our only child, it's hard to see those stages pass.
I had a meeting with my boss today about working more hours and getting benefits...it went well. I'll be taking on some new hours and new responsibilties in the coming weeks making me full-time with an incredible benefits package...this will be great for the finances...my job will still offer me the flexibility to work from home 1-2 days a week so with Jay's weekday off and my work from home day(s), Caden will still only spend a few days a week in school. On top of that, I just discovered that an awesome woman my age who volunteers with the kids at my church, lives in Crawfordville! A serious answer to prayer. I have been wanting/needing someone local that I know and can trust, who loves kids and can help me with Caden but mostly just keep me sane!...I've been praying for the house to sell because of my lonliness and isolation in C-ville and I feel as though God may have said, "I'll take care of things in my time. Meanwhile, this should help."
Amber! I'm so excited about you being my neighbour!
She has also volunteered to help out with our animals while we're gone to NY this weekend. I am so excited to see the in-laws. I love seeing Caden with the extended family because those moments are few and precious. Jay's Dad will be turning the big ___ on Monday so we're blessed to be there for the celebration :)
Don't worry Bob, your 51 year old secret is safe with me....WOOPS! :)
I'm at bit concerned about Caden sleeping well, given that he has been a terrible sleeper for the past week (ever since we put a baby gate across his door to stop him from coming out of his room at 5am and drumming in the playroom) he has been protesting via screaming at the gate...last night he woke up at 1am to get some time in protesting, before returning to his bed and getting up again at 6:20 to continue the protest. The rule is we don't hear him till 7...or at least we need to make him think we don't hear him...really, we're lying in bed stuffing cotton balls in our ears trying desperately to get back to sleep...I'm hoping he'll be so exhausted from all the family fun that he'll sleep 12.5 hours everynight without interruption. Wishful thinking? Either way it's going to be fun. I am getting more and more excited as the days draw near.
Jay is feeling better after a bout of sickness and having a spot burned off of his ear...it looks like someone literally put his ear on the stove and held it there...or like someone drew a big spot on it with a sharpie...or he kind of looks like a dalmation...he loves it when I compare it to various things. :)
So to sum up: I have a great, flexible job that will soon have benefits, I have an burned-ear husband who is incredible and we're going to see his family in less than 48 hours (wahoo!), God has given me a C-ville friend who already knows and loves my kid, and although he likes to party all night, Caden is an amazing little boy with a big heart and when we're apart, I miss him.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Tantrums: A Toddler's Sign of Affection???

I found this article today:

"The bond between you and your child grows stronger in the toddler years, even if he spends much of the time stomping and screaming. In fact, those fits are a testament to your closeness.

Tantrums from toddlers are a bit like lover's quarrels, according to Adam. "They're only capable of that meltdown because they love you so much," she says. In other words, your child couldn't be so disappointed or angry unless he trusted you deeply in the first place.

Even when you're incredibly frustrated with your toddler, don't worry that you'll stop loving him. You have biology on your side. British researchers recently scanned the brains of 20 mothers who were looking at pictures of their own young children. The part of the brain that controls pleasure — the same part involved in romantic love — lit up like a slot machine hitting the jackpot. The part that judges and criticizes, however, practically shut down.

Your toddler has a rich range of emotions. (If you spend 15 minutes with him in a grocery store, there's a good chance you'll see every one of them.) But he still doesn't understand the concept of "love" as you know it. Toddlers often throw the word around loosely: They may say they love you, but they'll also say they love their books or their toys or their third-favorite cereal. (Remember, these are the same people who like to call all four-legged animals "doggies.")

Even so, you don't have to worry about your place in your toddler's universe. He's keenly aware that you're important, and when he gets hurt or wants to cuddle, he doesn't run to his toys or the cereal cupboard. "Children want help from the people they trust the most," says Braungart-Rieker, the University of Notre Dame psychologist."

If this is true...Caden REALLY loves me...A LOT!

Happy Birthday Friends!

This time of year is birthday madness for some of my Best Friends:

Happy 25th Birthday tomorrow, AMY!


Happy 25th Birthday tomorrow, Jac!


Happy 29th+ Birthday today, Julie! :)


Happy 24th Birthday today, Lance!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

High Hopes

My hopes are up. They shouldn't be, but they are. It is so hard to know whether God has placed something in your life as a miraculous answer or test of faithfulness. If these people write/call us back and want our home and it sells without a problem, it will be nothing short of a miracle. If they don't, honestly, I'll be crushed but still aware of God's hand on the situation. He's got it.
I love my house...I wish, wish, wish I could move it into town...but since we can't, I am SO ready to be back in the city. I am not a country mouse.
When I think of leaving my beautiful kitchen and stellar paint job that fits my style, I am a bit sad...but when I think of being in Tallahassee without having to commute: I am thrilled!
To wake up and go to bed in Tallahassee seems like such a luxury now...I feel lonely and isolated out here away from my friends and not being able to visit Jay at work. His commute has him away from his family an extra 1.5 hours daily. I love having people in my home, but we're too far away for anyone to want to visit regularly...plus balancing volunteering at a mobile church (with set up and tear down), worship team practice, work and wanting the occasional date night in the city...having one car and living 45 minutes away is really, REALLY hard...especially with Caden. He gets dragged around so much. We eat out way more than we should because we're always stuck in town and he spends at least 2 nights a week staying awake much longer than he should because he has to wait on Mom or Dad to finish up whatever they are doing in Tallahassee. Thursday night worship team makes for a very tired and crabby Caden on Thursday night and Friday mornings.
On Sunday mornings I drag my family out of the house at 6:25am so I can be to church for 7 and they get breakfast and kill time until church starts, they wait around for both services and patiently continue waiting while I unhook my instrument and roll a few mic cables before having to throw in the towel and get my exhausted toddler home.
I'm so ready to be back in town. Life will seem like a breeze after this!
I think there is a fine line between having childlike faith and getting your hopes up...people tell you to be expectant of things to come but not to get your hopes up...i don't think you can do both. I've been told to pack and look for a place to live in town because God is going to do something amazing, quickly...I've also been told to be realistic..I'm not sure which advice to take, but my gut tells me God is a good God who will not give me a stone if I ask for bread...so it's official...my hopes are up.

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no news yet

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Wanted: Prayer

We had a great couple come and look at our house today. They seem like the perfect fit and loved everything about the house...including the paint in Caden's room which I thought for sure would make anyone without a little boy cringe...but I said we would repaint it and they said, "No, we like it!"
I had 40 minutes to get the house ready to show, and with Jay working and Caden under my feet, it was a difficult task! But we pulled it off and they actually loved the fact that Caden was there, pulling them by the hands to come play with him the back yard. Caden, the realtor.
They are a sweet, young couple, originally from the country who are looking to start a family and really love our home and property. It makes me happy to think someone like them could make a life here. It's the perfect scenerio.
Pray that everything will work out, that they'll make an offer, everything will run smoothly and that God will be at the center of this sale.
If this pans out, it is TRULY a testiment to the power of God...in this market and the current economy, to sell our home in less than 3 weeks without a realtor would be nothing short of the power and faithfulness of God. We put this in his hands from the start and are blessed to see prayer and faith coming to fruition.
Pray for us! I'll keep you posted..

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Guitar Man

Caden made this guitar out of the rubber band from the crock pot and a dog bone.


Mad Skillz.

Quote of the Day

"Caden, stop crying and go to sleep or I will put you in timeout, forever."
-Me, while trying to get Caden to take a nap.
Sometimes I just have to stop and laugh at myself.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...

Caden may not look like me but lately I am starting to see some serious personality similarities between me and my little man.
His musical ability is pretty amazing...he has crazy mad skillz on the drums and lately has shown big time interest in the guitar. On Sunday he was watching us practice while strumming his sippy cup. He amazes me...but then again, I'm a bit biased.
I was telling friends on July 4th that it's silly because he's only 2, but I am already so proud of him. He tests my patience like nothing ever has, but for the most part he is a good boy who LOVES people and had never met a stranger. He is warm and friendly, hilarious and talented...and I also see a depth in him that I know God is going to use to draw him close to Himself.
I sing a song in church frequently called, "Hosanna" and one of the lines says, "I see a generation rising up to take their place with selfless faith." I always picture my boy leading people to Christ when I sing that and I don't think I've ever gotten through it without being covered in goosebumps...or tingles :) inside joke.
I have days where I feel like a complete failure as a parent, and I have days that I wish I could live over and over again..I have days that are exhilarating because of his energy and some days that are exhausting because of the same reason...but I am incredibly blessed to be this boys mother and I hope that I do him justice by raising him right.
Right now he is sitting by the tv stand, playing with tiny plastic animals...sound familiar, Mom?
I use to sit in the corner of the living room, playing with a tiny cup of glass animals for hours at a time..it's funny to see my child doing the exact same thing...except he sits there for about 2 minutes until he gets bored and needs a change of scenery.
That part he gets from his Dad. :)

July 4th Get Down


Here is the band in the Sopchoppy Park. Caden and another little boy were diggin it. Caden in a more, laid back, air guitar kind of way. Other boy in an all-out get your groove on kind of way. It was cute.
Notice the woman in the yellow shirt constantly getting in the way of me (caden's mom) to take pictures of Caden and encourage him to dance with more enthusiasm. She was quite the character.

Monday, July 07, 2008

10 Things People Never Tell You About Parenting

I found this article by a guy named Craig Playstead.
It's pretty funny, and completely true.

10 Things People Never Tell You About Parenting

1) The way you view the world changes
When you bring someone into this world, things like global warming, war and women in beer ads have a whole new meaning. You start actually looking at the impact these things have, and what the world will become after you’re dead and gone. Leaving a better place for your kids and grandkids becomes more than just talk.

2) You’ll feel like a failure
There will be times when no matter how hard you try, your kids are never happy. You feel you’re telling them “no” too much, constantly harping on them to clean their room, or dashing their dreams of lowering their brother down the staircase on a rope. While they may complain they don’t have a Wii or that “so and so’s” mom let’s them see PG-13 movies, you need to stick to what you believe in and what you feel is best for your kids.

3) You have no time
This seems obvious, but you can’t believe just how little time you have. You start to measure things out in minutes and seconds. “If he watches Curious George for 20 more seconds, I can go to the bathroom,” or “If his nap lasts another 10 minutes, maybe I can get in a shower today.”

4) Not going to the bathroom by yourself
When your kids are babies, the bathroom is the only place you can get your head together. It’s also one of the only places you can actually read. I read ESPN’s Bill Simmons’ entire book over the course of the week in the bathroom when my youngest was a baby. And then he turned two. If he’s not forcing his way in to watch “how it’s really done” he’s banging on the door screaming “lemme in!” or sliding all his books underneath. There is no peace with toddlers.

5) Parenthood will turn you soft
This one hits the guys especially hard. You’ll find yourself tearing up at any dumb movie that has anything to do with parenthood, and if you have a daughter, don’t be surprised to find yourself playing “My Little Pony” before heading off to work. The icing on the cake is hawking Girl Scout cookies in front of your local grocery store annually.

6) They will embarrass you
This is a big shock, and you’re never ready for it. In your mind, they are perfect little angels; in reality, they’re little people trying to figure out their way in the world. Unfortunately, they say what they want—when they want. It can be something that’s funny like announcing to their pre-school class that Daddy farts all the time, or it can be humiliating like a temper tantrum in a grocery store or having them tell your parents to “get me a toy next time” after opening a gift containing pajamas. You’re prepared for the fact that you’ll embarrass them when they get to a certain age, but you’re never ready to be the one that’s humiliated.

7) Worrying
This is the one that stings from the day your child is born until the day you die. From the start you worry that they’ll stop breathing in their crib, then you obsess about getting the freaking car seat in correctly. They get a little older and you worry about them falling down the stairs or choking on a Polly Pocket. As the years go on you lose sleep about dating, not fitting in, or getting into a situation that they can’t handle. Then there are the worries that never go away: providing enough, paying for college or not teaching them the right things. The list goes on and on and on, and it takes a major toll on you. But you worry because you love.

8) You won’t be the parent you think
We all had visions of the kind of parents we would be to our kids. Now, as battle tested Moms and Dads, we’ve heard the prospective parents spouting off advice. Those hollow words of wisdom come even though they’ve never gotten up at three a.m. to do a load of laundry with more vomit on it than a frat house floor. Nor have they tried to cook dinner with a screaming baby in their arms, a toddler doing cartwheels off the couch, and the phone ringing. It usually goes something like this: “I’d never let my kids watch TV before they turn three,” or “I would never raise my voice at my child,” or “My toddler won’t ever eat sweets.” Uh huh, and I said I’d never own a minivan. You have this great picture of the kind of parent you want to be, and how picturesque your family will become. You try to live up to that vision, but you also have to survive. So, snickering at a prospective parent spouting off advice is not only allowed, but encouraged.

9) Sickness
Let’s start with pin worms. They are small parasitic worms that live in the human intestinal track. The worms crawl out of the child’s anus at night and lay their eggs in the diaper, pajamas and other areas around the bed or crib. The eggs are then passed to others and ingested unknowingly. The worst part? You have to go in there and grab them while your kid is asleep. It’s a horror show. It’s also not something I had any idea about before having kids. Sick kids take a toll on the entire house. Even the typical cold has taken on a whole new meaning, especially with toddlers. It can require being up in the middle of the night for days in a row, missing work and acting as one giant Kleenex. The numerous slug trails across your shirt are always a nice touch.

10) The feeling of unconditional love
You assume that you’re going to love your kids, but what you end up feeling for them is unlike anything else you’ll ever know. Just a simple smile from your offspring can erase a really bad day at the office. This is the reason why people rave about having kids while they look exhausted and have a fresh batch of spit-up running down their back.

Saturday, July 05, 2008

2 years running...


America Day















Video compliments of Micah.


Once again, we had a wonderful 4th of July celebration in Sopchoppy, Florida. Micah and Abby graciously invited us out to the fams house where we maxed and relaxed country style. With kiddie pools, local parade, smoked meat, all the 'fixins' you could think of, horseshoes, cards, fireworks, funnel cake, and great friends, it was a fantastic day.
Caden was pretty worn out by the end of it, to the point where he threw up on the way home from over-sugar and over-fatigue, but he slept in until 8:15 this morning and is feeling much better :)
What kind of 4th of July is it if someone doesn't puke all over themselves? :)

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Inked







Today, Jay and I went on a tattoo date. (Yes, I pretty much kept this a secret.)

We both got some fresh ink that means alot to us. Jay did not get all of the above tattoos today...that would be a painful and expensive trip to the tattoo man. Today, he got the celtic cross underneath the arm. He got the maple leaf to represent me when we were in Canada (fitting!) and the others he's had for quite sometime. He also has a 'jesus fish' on his shoulder blade. He's a little more hardcore than I am :) but I support his decorative decisions...it's his body and the more art he bears on it, the more he feels like 'himself' and the more he discovers who he is...I dig that.
I have a star on my foot that I've had since I was 18 and have never regretted getting. I love it. It doesn't really have much meaning, but it represents a time when I was on the brink of everything...and I got it done with my bff Amy.
Since then I've always known I wanted another one, I just had no idea what I wanted.
I found a picture of the 'pitcher plant', Newfoundland's provincial flower, and thought is was stunning. Being as homesick as I am (and will forever remain) I can now have a little piece of home with me...a conversation starter so I can share my heritage with people I meet and a beautiful emblem that won't fade even when my memories do. It will remind me of my upbringing, my family, my culture, and where I came from that made me 'me'...Plus the flower itself represents natural beauty, strength and character...3 pretty amazing qualities. For me it also represents unity between Jay and I..I feel like we match more now :) and that's always a good thing.
So there it is...luckily Jay has made friends with a tattoo artist and he gave us some rocking good deals on some priceless art. If you have an itch to get inked, I can give you his name and phone number :)

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Pants only get in the way of Dancing

HAPPY CANADA DAY!

And no, this is not a made-up day. Click here if you would like to read the history.
I know I've posted this before...but it's too funny...Canadians generally are not this 'in-your-face' about their national pride, but it cracks me up how obnoxious he becomes and then how he has to wrap it up Canada style with a polite and quiet, "Thank you" at the end. Classic. Enjoy.

(disclaimer: I am not intending to advertise or promote the consumption of alcohol by posting this video to my blog...i only intend to promote hilarity.)
Happy Canada Day to my friends, no matter where you're from. I intend on partying hard on July 4th in celebration of a nation that houses many people I love, so America, feel free to do the same today!