What a whirlwind of a week. We survived, even if it was barely!
On New Years day we received information that my sister’s best friend had passed away. We were all taken aback by the news- shocked and speechless. Why in the world would a beautiful young woman be taken away from her babies, and her husband all in the blink of an eye? This is one of those things that I have a very hard time understanding, and maybe even accepting. We are taught that Heaven is a place of extreme beauty, a place to flourish and live with our father and our loved ones who have already passed on to the kingdom. It’s hard to imagine, even though it’s something we have become very familiar with through the teachings of our priests, or pastors, our parents, and religion teachers (for those of us who attended Catholic School). I sit here in complete ignorance, or maybe even denial, because I cannot imagine anything better then sitting with my babies, singing, laughing, and playing. I do hope that one day I am worthy of joining our father in Heaven, I just hope he leaves me here long enough to watch my babies grow into the wonderful adult beings that they will become.
The big boys went back to school this week. The mornings were a little on the rough side (to say the least), but it was nice to have a “quieter” house for a few hours. The little bitty’s were probably the happiest because it was the first time they were able to enjoy full naps in almost three weeks. After all of the time spent munching and playing PS3, my pantry was literally bare, not even a Ramen noodle could be found. My little men put a serious dent in our food supply! Who knew our rambunctious bunch could eat so much? I shopped Thursday, and after 2 hours, and nearly 300 dollars spent, we are well stocked again.
C and J are both on the 2nd and 3rd round of antibiotics since November. It’s the same as usual, ears, and sinuses. I really should have been a pediatrician because at this point all the doctor is good for is verifying my diagnosis, and writing prescriptions. I’m really not trying to toot my own horn, but a mother of 4 has pretty much seen it all. Can you imagine if I were a mother to 6? I may win a Nobel peace prize. Have I mentioned that I would love to be a mother of 6? That’s a discussion to be saved for another day! I have a lot to say about big families and why they rock.
Stay posted for pictures. I promise I will get them up soon!
xoxo
Elizabeth Dawn
Friday, January 7, 2011
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I want to know why big families rock. Oh that's right, I already know. If I could only convince the hubby that ours should be bigger. :)
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