The women

Went to a women conference today at church and I realized that I have really missed out the last 4 years. It was nice to be around all the women from my past and get the advise from them that I had gotten as a teenager. It also made me realize that I do have some in depth things that I could be using my blog for instead of a post on peeing in the woods (which was not a how to, by the way).

My parents are outside with my kids gardening right now (something that I just despise) and they are having a great time. After one mini class I took, I've realized that I have let the worldly things take over. I love to watch Criminal Minds, but am I gonna die without it? No, I don't think so. A speaker quoted someone else (which I don't recall whom) "Things that are priorities are not interruptions." This class was focusing on family, but the class before this was a focus on priorities. The last class I took (there were 6 and we could choose 3) we talked about weathering storms, being rooted in faith, surviving trials and tribulations...There were specific names for all these classes, which I have written down in the basement, but I am not going to go down and get and it really doesn't matter. 

So...I've really been thinking about the way I would like things to go and the things these women taught. I am going to work on sharing the points they were making and the challenges they had for us. Some won't be as easy as others, but I'll work on them a week at a time. I know it would all be easier if our house was sold and we had our own place, but until that happens I can stumble through it all. Hope you all can bare with me while I attempt to make some changes in our lives...I am still going to hold onto 3 different grudges that I have and I'll own them too, but I'll try to let the others go.

Oh Poo!

Why is it when you think your life will come together it doesn't?

I just found the perfect house...That I could take or leave, but it has the absolute cutest playroom. I have never seen one as fun as this. The Realtor and I were both on our hands and knees crawling through it too.

On the way home my daughter, who in the past has seemed to have premonitions says, "You know mom we don't live in Idaho. We are just visiting."

But then the hubby comes home and says that although he was hired to improve the work environment he was told today not to improve anything or his job would be phased out. His job isn't a job that can be phased out and if it was they would have to provide a job at another location...so really it wouldn't be a big deal if he improves things because he doesn't want to stay at all now...

Guess I'll never really get what I want because I want Idaho...so Hello to Washington? Montana? Texas? Oregon? or (gasp) South Dakota again.

April Fools was not so Funny

Because I have lurkers and many versions of this story have already been going around I am going to share a personal story:

I woke up this morning not really thinking about it being April Fools. My husband slept in an extra hour and with an hour drive to work...that was not so funny.

Because I woke him up and hurried to help him pack a lunch. I couldn't go back to sleep...again not so funny.

5 hours later the kids woke up and began horsing around. We started to clean up the house because I knew my sister would be coming over. Since the baby had thrown up the night before I started to make Cream of Wheat and cleaning had come to a halt. Laughter was echoing over the half wall form the girls, but suddenly I heard a loud bonk from the coffee table area and a scream.
I rushed around the corner where the baby was crying. I scooped her up into my arms and began to carry her over to her blanket. As we neared the chair she began to arch away from me, but she never came back and she made no sound. Her back began to pop and I reached out for her head to bring her up. As I brought her close her eyes rolled back in her head and she wasn't breathing.
I called for my 7 and 6 years old to call 911. Dumbfounded and confused they couldn't help me. I cradled my sweet baby in my arms as I floated across the kitchen to a phone. I held her in my arms and cupped her chin as I spoke her name. The 911 operator answered as I rushed back to the living room and put her on her back. I began rubbing her chest and I was explaining the accident that I had been unable to see. I probed the 6 yr old for answers to the questions.
"She hit the corner of the coffee table, mommy."
"I know but where on her body, sweetheart?"
She pointed to her body, but became confused and then said no it was her chin. I lifted her chin and saw the red mark. She began to breath shallow and looked shocked. I told the operator she was breathing again. The operator assured me that she would send an ambulance any way and hung up.Being just 5 minutes from the hospital, I was expecting them to be there quickly, but I was able to call my husband and my mother and let them know what was going on.
My poor sweet baby lay on the floor in silence for an hour while the caring paramedic cared for her and asked about our family. The other paramedic brought all the kids a stuffed animal...not funny at all.

Someone needs to teach my baby that this April Fools joke went just a bit too far, lol.