Puking May Endure for a Night...

...but around 1 am I realized I was going to live (until then I wasn't at all sure I wanted to) and, lo, I experienced the joy of the Lord. Although very quietly, and then I thankfully went to sleep.

Up until that time Miss Pink was the only one who got any sleep, because Mr. Blue threw up in his bed 4 times (plus the 3 times he'd thrown up BEFORE bed). Poor baby. The weird thing was, he acted like he felt fine in between eruptions. How do you explain to a toddler demanding food and drink, "No, you can't have anything because you're just going to throw up in 15 minutes?" So part of my joy was that he slept the rest of the night after 1 am.

By that time poor Justin was so awake that he just went in the living room and watched TV for a couple of hours. He is a good daddy, let me tell you. I did what I could manage but he did most of the caring for the little guy and even did a couple of loads of laundry while he was up.

So it's just really awful that most likely his reward is to get the virus from hell. At least his wife will be alive to take care of him.

When Something Is Wrong with My Baby

We're into Day 2 of Miss Pink having a stomach virus. She's pretty miserable, the sweet darling. (She must be, since she's asleep in the daytime.) I'd thought she might be done with the worst of it since she ate some chicken noodle soup, and then--no, that wouldn't stay down either. I hope this not-eating thing doesn't last, since I am entirely serious when I say that the child cannot afford to lose any weight. When she gets better I will let her eat her weight in ice cream.

It's amazing how parenting changes you. I mean, before I became a mom, there was no way in hell I'd hold someone's hair and rub their back while they vomited. Much less let them vomit on me, and think, "No big deal, I can take a bath and wash the clothes. Is my baby okay?"

I'm pretty sure I'll still feel this way when she's 30.

Choose Ye

Meme I saw on Mary P. It has one rule: You have to pick one of the two alternatives given for each question. No ifs, ands, buts, or maybes. My choices are shown in bold. Consider yourself tagged if you want to do it!

Resolutions or keep on keepin’ on?
- Since I have to choose, I’ll pick keep on keepin’ on, since my resolutions are nearly the same every year

Ketchup or mustard?
-Mustard has many more uses in cooking.

Firm mattress or soft?
- Bad back.

Tan or pale (however one gets tan)?
-Pale. I can’t tan; I only burn.

Oreo or chocolate chip?
- Definitely.

Goldfish or tiny turtle?
- I think I’d do better with a goldfish, but I’ve never had either one.

Road rage or easy rider?
- I get mad when I drive; I’m glad I don’t commute anywhere.

East coast or west?
- Much better weather on the west coast.

Romantic comedy or action flick?
- I’m a sucker for a romantic comedy

Windy or rainy?
- I like the rain—if I’m indoors reading a good book. If it’s raining I at least want it not to be windy.

Gossip or sealed lips?
-Some years ago I made a resolution to stop gossiping, and I’m glad I did.

Sing or dance?
- I can’t dance. At all.

“Nest” or go out at any opportunity?
- I’m a homebody.

Shatner or Norris?
Chuck Norris is cool even though he does stupid commercials.

Gold or silver?
- Silver looks much better on me.

Swing or push (on a swing, people… on a swing)?
-Confession: I get bored with pushing the kids.

Breath mints or gum?
- I got out of the habit of chewing gum when I had braces.

Pine tree or palm tree?
- I’d rather be in the climate for palms, because then I would be on vacation.

Self-deprecation or quiet confidence?
- I can finally say quiet confidence. I spent years with the other, but no more.

Two Strange Utterances

• Strangest thing I have heard a kid say in a long time: “I only want to eat spinach ever again!” –Miss Pink, last night.

(Guess I need to make that casserole again.)

• Strangest thing I have said recently: “No, you can’t climb up Daddy’s package!” –in reference to a tall box that came in the mail for Justin (he often has things for work sent here), which Miss Pink had the bright idea to climb like her own personal Everest. I wish he'd been here to hear that.

I Don't Understand Regular Math, Either

Let N = the number of times the kitchen floor gets swept in a week, where N is a number usually >0 but never >2.

Let X = the amount of debris (dirt from the garage, dried-up cereal, various unidentified bits of food, glitter, and string, among other things) contributed by each member of the family.

X * ({2 children under 5} + {2 parents, neither of whom really enjoys sweeping but don’t like their feet to stick to the floor, either}) – N = a big pile of gross debris that embarrasses me every time I sweep the floor. ("I left that on the floor for how many days?")

Feel free to point out any errors in my “equation.” (Yes, the quotation marks are ironic.) But what I am describing is accurate, every single week.

A More Abundant Life

Here is something I’ve been thinking about, a new idea for a new year: Cultivating a mindset of abundance, rather than a mindset of scarcity. I don't mean becoming a mindless consumer, flashing a credit card, shouting, “Whee! I have SO MUCH money that I can buy useless crap every time I set foot in a retail store! And so what that we will never be able to retire. At least we will have a fondue pot, lava lamps in multiple colors, and big-screen TVs in every room!”

No—what I mean is, for my family, having a mindset of abundance means buying the best quality we can afford of the things we need (which of course means knowing what we really do need); enjoying the things we want that we CAN afford; and blessing the kingdom of God and other people. Not hoarding, is what I’m saying. Being a good steward of the resources we have, then trusting God to provide for us while we help take care of others.

I spent several years when we were barely getting by with a scarcity mindset, and it was no fun at all for me. Some people may enjoy the “frugal down to the bone” lifestyle, and I’m all for saving money UNLESS it causes you to be stingy and start asking people for gas money when you give them a short ride, or other stories of tightwads I’ve heard.

Living with abundance also means choosing to enjoy what you already have, and not hoarding it in case you need it “someday.” My late grandparents’ house is full of unopened gifts—packages of sheets, pajamas, scented soap—that they saved for “later” because they felt it was too good to use, that what they already had was not threadbare enough. "Later" never came. I’m glad they were careful with their money, that their worst fear (running out of money in their old age) didn’t come true—but I wish they had enjoyed the gifts, that didn’t cost them anything, while they had a chance.

My New Year's Resolutions, Or Suggestions, Whatever Makes Me More Likely to Follow Through

Last year I had one resolution: to recover from the attack of postpartum depression/anxiety that swallowed me up in the latter part of 2006. I could go on about how I emerged from the pit, and in fact I fully intend to write up that story, but it deserves—no, demands—its own post. So I guess I should add writing about that experience to my list of things to do in 2008.

This year, I am more ambitious since I am feeling so much happier and more energetic. However, my resolutions are a little different than in years past. As far as being a better person, I know what I need to do in that direction and I will just keep keeping on, trying to be a better wife, mother, and friend. I know what my strengths and weaknesses are in relationships and I have gotten better at refraining from inflicting my weaknesses on those I love. So it’s not that I don’t need to work on my relationships; it’s just that I need to keep practicing what I have learned in the past few years.

Here are two things I intend to keep doing in 2008 that have been helpful in 2007:

• Reading the Bible daily. I am using The Message: Remix and it has made a huge difference in my desire to read Scripture. Even though I’m currently at the spot that I’ve gotten bogged down in the past (the book of Jeremiah), it’s much easier to understand (and therefore more interesting) in the Message version.
• Exercising 3-4 times a week. Soon with an iPod! I’m so excited. I do need to keep pushing myself physically instead of coasting, though, or I won’t see results. I also really should go back to tracking what goes into my mouth because my thighs stay chubby unless I STOP EATING WHATEVER I WANT. Who knew? I'm still surprised I can't eat like I'm 16.

Here’s what else I’ve been reflecting on—things I want to do in the new year.

• Learn to make homemade stock: chicken, beef, and veal.
• Read at least one book that requires Serious Mental Effort and goes outside my intellectual comfort zone every month. (I know I already read a lot, but I need to push myself in this area, too, by reading about topics I normally might not.)
• Make music an important part of my life again, with the help of the iPod, of course.
• Write every single day, even if it’s one sentence about that day or a thought I had.
• Now that I’m basically caught up with my scrapbooking, scrap more “slice of life” type things that capture how we live now, rather than the same holidays every year.
• Spend more time in prayer and quiet time with God.
• Serve a few meals on my wedding china, which has been used only once or twice since we got it over ten years ago. (Mr. Blue might still get a plastic plate, though. He likes to hand me his plate when he's done: "Heah, Mama" while it tilts dangerously.
  

Happy New Year to you and yours! Here's to enjoying life more, living in the moment, choosing not to fret and worry, but to be grateful for all the blessings we have been given.