It has happened. I don't know exactly it happened. I am no longer a "Wrestling Mom" but now hold the title of "Softball, Volleyball, Basketball and Soccer Mom". I don't consider myself a sports nut but I do love to watch my kids play. The boys always did football and wrestling. We did have a few seasons of baseball and basketball but those were few and far between especially as they got older. The girls on the other hand cover all sports arenas equally. Every season if you ask them they are playing their favorite sport.
Currently we are in basketball season. Both girls are playing through CYO, Catholic Youth Organization. Bridgette has a large team, imagine 14 3rd grade girls!! YIKES!! They need some serious help most of the time. That is another post though. She is enjoying it so that's all that matters.
Sydnie has turned into quite the dynamic player. Last week they were playing a team from KC KS and the other team was a bit brutal. I am manically texting Tim every change in score, every play, every move!! Then with just a few minutes left we lost the lead. With less then a minute left of the game we were down by 1. With 10 seconds left we scored 2 and were ahead by 1. I was screaming and yelling and cheering. All at once mind you. We won, they did awesome, I was so proud of not just Sydnie but the entire team. As one parent said we were more excited then the girls.
Que Sydnie. She walks over to me and says "Way to cuss Mom. The Wrestling Mom came out!" Let me preface this with I did not cuss. I did say "Bull" several times but stopped with just that one word. I may have silently filled in the rest of the sentence but I did not verbalize this thought. But seriously Sydnie, Wrestling Mom!
I do have to say through all my titles "Wrestling Mom" is probably the most exciting. She screams and yells and jumps up and down and the adrenaline is running. Hence is the reason that with my multiple sports personality she has to stay hidden!! For this weekend I promise Sydnie only Basketball Mom will come out.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Momma's Age
I knew when I lost my mom at a young age that I would hopefully live one day to do things that she had never done or to do certain things longer then she was able. Yesterday marked the day that I have been a mom longer then she was. I have thought of this day for months. I know that others (most notably my husband) find this behavior odd but nontheless I have thought of it often.
As I think of my mom I think back to the hell I probably put her through. I hope many things. I hope she always knew how much I love her. I hope she always knows how much I miss her. I hope the teenage years were forgiven. I hope that she would be proud of me. I hope that I never hurt her the way my boys have hurt me. That is the touchy one.
My mom wasn't raised with much affection and even now I reemmber the day her relationship with her parents changed. I was in Kindergarden. My grandparents and my Mom quite speaking to one another. We were raised without grandparents. She was left without her parents even when they were simply miles apart. Mom swore that day that us kids (Me, Travis and Louis) would not be raised that way. She swore we would always know how to hug and cuddle and to always remember to say "I Love You!". She swore we would always know that we were loved. Through all things good and bad my Mom upheld this belief. Then tragically we lost her in 1996.
From that day forward I don't know how but things changed. Small things, big things, everything. Fast forward 15 years and today I no longer speak with my Father and my boys no longer speak to me. How did this cycle reemerge when my Mom swore it would be broken? I wish I had the answer but I don't. All I know is that I miss my Momma and my boys more and more everyday.
My wish is for one day to feel her arms wrapped around me reassuring me it would be okay. I wish for one day to feel peace in regard to my boys. I wish for the day my family is whole and the cycle is truly broken. For today I pray for peace and grace and for all my children born and unborn, those that I have held in my arms and those I have not yet met. I pray that my children will always know they are loved and to know that I am always here. I will be here no matter how long it takes for them to remember.
As I think of my mom I think back to the hell I probably put her through. I hope many things. I hope she always knew how much I love her. I hope she always knows how much I miss her. I hope the teenage years were forgiven. I hope that she would be proud of me. I hope that I never hurt her the way my boys have hurt me. That is the touchy one.
My mom wasn't raised with much affection and even now I reemmber the day her relationship with her parents changed. I was in Kindergarden. My grandparents and my Mom quite speaking to one another. We were raised without grandparents. She was left without her parents even when they were simply miles apart. Mom swore that day that us kids (Me, Travis and Louis) would not be raised that way. She swore we would always know how to hug and cuddle and to always remember to say "I Love You!". She swore we would always know that we were loved. Through all things good and bad my Mom upheld this belief. Then tragically we lost her in 1996.
From that day forward I don't know how but things changed. Small things, big things, everything. Fast forward 15 years and today I no longer speak with my Father and my boys no longer speak to me. How did this cycle reemerge when my Mom swore it would be broken? I wish I had the answer but I don't. All I know is that I miss my Momma and my boys more and more everyday.
My wish is for one day to feel her arms wrapped around me reassuring me it would be okay. I wish for one day to feel peace in regard to my boys. I wish for the day my family is whole and the cycle is truly broken. For today I pray for peace and grace and for all my children born and unborn, those that I have held in my arms and those I have not yet met. I pray that my children will always know they are loved and to know that I am always here. I will be here no matter how long it takes for them to remember.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Ducks and Turkeys or Turkeys and Ducks
Recently we got a new stove. The other one was old and the oven was temperamental and it just didn't get along with us very well. After we got the new stove I was excited to keep it nice and clean. We started putting the cast iron skillets in the oven rather then leaving them on the stove top to avoid to much clutter. Being that I tend to do a million things at once this new behavior hadn't yet clicked with my brain. I turned on the oven and went about my business. Until....
Yes until I started to put dinner in the oven and realized that space was other wise occupied. I started to cuss and thought better of it in middle of the sentence and changed it to "Shit a duck!!!" Now most days this wouldn't be a big deal but this particular day I had an audience of both Bridgette and Tim. They both started laughing at me and wouldn't stop. "Mom how do you do that?" "Does it hurt?" "Mom you are so funny!"
Well I had to admit that it was a bit funny. I mean who ever thought of cussing "Shit a duck!" One comment led to laughter and I told Bridgette I had to check her for ducks. She started laughing and running around, "Don't let Mom check for ducks." When Sydnie got home Bridgette had to share our recent adventure....
Sydnie get very still and in a very serious voice announced "I'm scared." I was on instant alert and asked her "Why?" She replied "I have a turkey in my butt." I had to chuckle. Now we have turkeys and ducks and if they are mentioned the whole household giggles. It is fun for me because they are all ticklish and I am not. Hence I get to check for said turkeys and ducks.
I love my life!
Yes until I started to put dinner in the oven and realized that space was other wise occupied. I started to cuss and thought better of it in middle of the sentence and changed it to "Shit a duck!!!" Now most days this wouldn't be a big deal but this particular day I had an audience of both Bridgette and Tim. They both started laughing at me and wouldn't stop. "Mom how do you do that?" "Does it hurt?" "Mom you are so funny!"
Well I had to admit that it was a bit funny. I mean who ever thought of cussing "Shit a duck!" One comment led to laughter and I told Bridgette I had to check her for ducks. She started laughing and running around, "Don't let Mom check for ducks." When Sydnie got home Bridgette had to share our recent adventure....
Sydnie get very still and in a very serious voice announced "I'm scared." I was on instant alert and asked her "Why?" She replied "I have a turkey in my butt." I had to chuckle. Now we have turkeys and ducks and if they are mentioned the whole household giggles. It is fun for me because they are all ticklish and I am not. Hence I get to check for said turkeys and ducks.
I love my life!
Friday, October 28, 2011
The Iowa Tests
As a parent we all believe that our children are the best. Well, because we know they are. Last night we had parent/teacher conferences for the girls. This year Bridgette is in 3rd grade and Sydnie is in 5th grade. This is our second year at Corpus Christi Catholic School. I wasn't nervous to say but prepared for any surprises. The girls get good grades although they both brought home grade cards with some B's.
We started with Bridgette's teachers and the first thing they did was bring out the Iowa Tests that were taken earlier this year. This test has more data then the United States government uses. The highlight of the results though are that Bridgette tested a composite score of 4.6. What does this mean? She tested at 4th grade 6 month. Wow!! Some scores were higher and some lower. I had to chuckle her listening score was 5.9 (5th grade, 9 month) but also 99%. What does this mean? It means that she listens better then 99% of the norm group of kids her age. What that means to me is that she CAN hear me when I tell her to do her chores. I suppose that she does still have selective hearing!
As we moved on to Sydnie's teachers the great things continued. On Sydnie's Iowa Tests her composite score was 8.6 (8th grade, 6th month) WOW!! Some of her scores blew me away. She is testing in Problem Solving and Data Interpretation at 11.5 (11th grade, 5th month), Reference Materials at 12.4 (12th grade, 4th month)!
The best part of all the conferences though wasn't how great their scores were but above all how well the teachers feel the do in school. We heard how pleasant and kind they are. What a joy they are to have in class. How well adjusted they are and how self motivated they are! These things don't surprise me but it is always great to hear from others how fabulous your kids are.
Thanks Corpus Christi for bringing out the best in my girls and thank you girls for making being you mom the best job in the world!! I love you more then words will ever express!
We started with Bridgette's teachers and the first thing they did was bring out the Iowa Tests that were taken earlier this year. This test has more data then the United States government uses. The highlight of the results though are that Bridgette tested a composite score of 4.6. What does this mean? She tested at 4th grade 6 month. Wow!! Some scores were higher and some lower. I had to chuckle her listening score was 5.9 (5th grade, 9 month) but also 99%. What does this mean? It means that she listens better then 99% of the norm group of kids her age. What that means to me is that she CAN hear me when I tell her to do her chores. I suppose that she does still have selective hearing!
As we moved on to Sydnie's teachers the great things continued. On Sydnie's Iowa Tests her composite score was 8.6 (8th grade, 6th month) WOW!! Some of her scores blew me away. She is testing in Problem Solving and Data Interpretation at 11.5 (11th grade, 5th month), Reference Materials at 12.4 (12th grade, 4th month)!
The best part of all the conferences though wasn't how great their scores were but above all how well the teachers feel the do in school. We heard how pleasant and kind they are. What a joy they are to have in class. How well adjusted they are and how self motivated they are! These things don't surprise me but it is always great to hear from others how fabulous your kids are.
Thanks Corpus Christi for bringing out the best in my girls and thank you girls for making being you mom the best job in the world!! I love you more then words will ever express!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Birthdays
For anyone that wants to know I am 29. I was 29 last year also and 29 the year before that. My daughters know that I am 29 and every once in awhile they will try to trip me up and challenge me to my "real" age. I don't think they get it yet that I am 29. Enough said. I realize my children are aging. Robby is 22, Dennis will be 20 tomorrow, Sydnie is 10 and Bridgette is 8. Heck at their ages I was pretty proud to announce how old I was too. At my age I suffice to say I am 29.
Last night Tim questioned me regarding my age. This is a bit different. He is my most avid supporter to the age of 29. He loves being married to a younger women. He has informed the girls that even when my body has aged and I have white hair and possibly a few wrinkles I will still be 29. So yesterday as he turned 37 he questions me as to what happens when we have been married 29 years or 30 years?? First of all we have a ways to go before I truly have to answer this question. Secondly I am prepared for such question. When we have been married for 29 years people will have to realize that our love is so strong Tim knew it before I was born. So on that day he swooped into the hospital stole me and my heart and forged my signature on the marriage certificate.
It could happen you know!!
Last night Tim questioned me regarding my age. This is a bit different. He is my most avid supporter to the age of 29. He loves being married to a younger women. He has informed the girls that even when my body has aged and I have white hair and possibly a few wrinkles I will still be 29. So yesterday as he turned 37 he questions me as to what happens when we have been married 29 years or 30 years?? First of all we have a ways to go before I truly have to answer this question. Secondly I am prepared for such question. When we have been married for 29 years people will have to realize that our love is so strong Tim knew it before I was born. So on that day he swooped into the hospital stole me and my heart and forged my signature on the marriage certificate.
It could happen you know!!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Signs from God
Several years ago Tim and I went on a purging mission. We had several bags of things to keep and things to donate. At the time Robby and Dennis were maybe 10 or 11 years old. They decided to take all of the bags to donate to the church garage sale. Inside those bags were several stuffed animals and dolls from both Tim and I when we were children. Later we scoured those garage sales looking for those little mementos of our childhood to now avail.
At times through out the last several years one or the other of us would mention those stuffed animals nostalgically. Fast forward to Saturday as we are switching bedrooms and cleaning out the over abundance of things we have collected over the years. Tim asked if I was sure we wanted to start over again with babies, kids, car seats, etc. We talked and both decided yes we did but it did leave a lot to think about.
As I was cleaning out the bedroom I came across Cowboy Smurf. A bit odd because both Tim and I swore this Smurf had been with the box of lost mementos all those years ago. Tim in passing stated the one thing he wished he had back was his teddy bear. We continued to clean and soon I came across the box that held all the crib sheets. As I open this box what do I find. It was Tim's teddy bear.
As I found this bear and handed it off to Tim I searched myself to see what this means. I have to believe that this was God's sign to us that we are meant to be parents again. We are meant to expand our family. Will things be hard? Yes! Will we want to quit sometimes? Yes! Is this it the right move for us? Yes!!
At times through out the last several years one or the other of us would mention those stuffed animals nostalgically. Fast forward to Saturday as we are switching bedrooms and cleaning out the over abundance of things we have collected over the years. Tim asked if I was sure we wanted to start over again with babies, kids, car seats, etc. We talked and both decided yes we did but it did leave a lot to think about.
As I was cleaning out the bedroom I came across Cowboy Smurf. A bit odd because both Tim and I swore this Smurf had been with the box of lost mementos all those years ago. Tim in passing stated the one thing he wished he had back was his teddy bear. We continued to clean and soon I came across the box that held all the crib sheets. As I open this box what do I find. It was Tim's teddy bear.
As I found this bear and handed it off to Tim I searched myself to see what this means. I have to believe that this was God's sign to us that we are meant to be parents again. We are meant to expand our family. Will things be hard? Yes! Will we want to quit sometimes? Yes! Is this it the right move for us? Yes!!
Friday, September 2, 2011
Laundry
I generally do laundry on the weekends. I know others prefer to do a load or two a night but for our household we are so busy during the week I use the weekend to catch up. Generally the girls will help bring all the dirty laundry to the basement and I will sort, wash, dry and eventually drag it all back upstairs to fold.
Last weekend as this process began I noticed Bridgette had worn her socks to bed. I very casually mention to her that since she has worn them to school the previous day and then slept in them she may want to change her socks. Her come back is "Mom actually I have worn them for 3 days." I freaked...err...I calming advised she needed to change her socks and take a shower.
Fast forward to the trip downstairs where Tim and Sydnie are talking. Sydnie speaks up and advises that actually Bridgette's socks aren't dirty. How can these socks not be dirty?? They had been worn for 3 days and nights!! No Sydnie advises Bridgette has been showering with the socks on so they are clean from the body soap.
If only I had the mind of an 8 and 10 year old. The laundry would be clean and it wouldn't take an entire weekend to do it!!
Last weekend as this process began I noticed Bridgette had worn her socks to bed. I very casually mention to her that since she has worn them to school the previous day and then slept in them she may want to change her socks. Her come back is "Mom actually I have worn them for 3 days." I freaked...err...I calming advised she needed to change her socks and take a shower.
Fast forward to the trip downstairs where Tim and Sydnie are talking. Sydnie speaks up and advises that actually Bridgette's socks aren't dirty. How can these socks not be dirty?? They had been worn for 3 days and nights!! No Sydnie advises Bridgette has been showering with the socks on so they are clean from the body soap.
If only I had the mind of an 8 and 10 year old. The laundry would be clean and it wouldn't take an entire weekend to do it!!
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