After 3.5 weeks of no naps Owen is sleeping. He has been sleeping since 1:45!!
I asked him to pray that God would help him sleep... he said dee Gah please sleep me, Amen.
And it worked!
Its true God loves to here his little ones pray.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Lately
Lately Owen has been really going through a rough patch. He is almost three now and just entering the “ I found out I have free will ” phase. Plus he rarely takes naps anymore which exasperates the situation because a tired Owen is a sight to marvel at in and of its self and adding the toughies to the tired is well… (Sigh). So I have been really just moving from one lesson about natural consequences to another with little time to spare for anything else.
I really wish that I could take times from my past and cut and paste them into times now… I feel like I really need those three and a half months in Italy now. I needed it then too (for totally different reasons) of course. But I sure would enjoy it now as well. Even a really nice weeklong road/ camping trip would be fun.
I really wish that I could take times from my past and cut and paste them into times now… I feel like I really need those three and a half months in Italy now. I needed it then too (for totally different reasons) of course. But I sure would enjoy it now as well. Even a really nice weeklong road/ camping trip would be fun.
But apparently every parent goes through this stage (save those w/nanny’s). Every one seems to be alive and even normal after this process as well, which I am still boggled by. I am still getting over the whole newborn trauma. But in truth I know I have had it pretty easy thus far. Now I am experiencing life the way it honestly should be with a healthy and normally developing child. And those are all things to be grateful for. So I am grateful and tired at the same time.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Summer updates
The last bit of August
I lost our camera charger. I realized I lost It about 5 minutes before we left on our vacation to Priest Lake. Hence no pictures of our beautiful vacation. (unless you check facebook we uploaded some with M.G's phone during the trip).
Owen is a big fan of "swimming" which includes people holding him in the water but not in the water for more than a few seconds, throwing golf balls and "peedohs" (torpedoes) into the water for others to fetch. At one point I actually knew what it was like to be a dog and like it... the smile on his face when I would bring back one of the balls was so rewarding. And riding on buoys
(floating air mattresses and the like).
Apparently there has been a monster (a chocolate one no less) living in his hair and that is why he doesn't want me to trim it. I'm not sure if they are friends or if he just fears retribution. He did not elaborate.
Diet coke is my cocaine I can NOT have just one it NEVER ends there. ( I am having withdrawals right now and am staring at water bottle with disgust)
Listening to music in the car on a 9 hour road trip becomes less relaxing when your husband decides to start a new "rating system" and you only end up hearing 30 seconds of each song and then quibbling over where it belongs in said "system". We only made it to letter m before the i-phone ran out of battery. Not sure we would of lasted much longer anyway.
Owen likes to sing Jesus loves me "hi no" for "biyal" tells "ya ya ya ya" ( which is how he sings La la la).
Owen no longer only asks why about everything he sees. Now he asks what it is, what it does, and why does it do that? Super fun ( most of the time).
He doesn't call his blankies his "dits" anymore they are just his blankies now. ( sometimes I still call them his dits)
If anyone yawns Owen asks if they are "real tiyed".
If I cry he asks if I am having a hard time.... then says you all right mommy? and puts his face right in mine and blinks his bright blues eyes and inspects me until I smile. which I always do quite quickly because he is so sweet and wonderful. ( and stinken cute!!)
Life is back to the slow and steady grind. Michael working and Owen and me getting ourselves back into some sort of a routine. I am really excited for Fall. I think the season change will do me good.
I lost our camera charger. I realized I lost It about 5 minutes before we left on our vacation to Priest Lake. Hence no pictures of our beautiful vacation. (unless you check facebook we uploaded some with M.G's phone during the trip).
Owen is a big fan of "swimming" which includes people holding him in the water but not in the water for more than a few seconds, throwing golf balls and "peedohs" (torpedoes) into the water for others to fetch. At one point I actually knew what it was like to be a dog and like it... the smile on his face when I would bring back one of the balls was so rewarding. And riding on buoys
(floating air mattresses and the like).
Apparently there has been a monster (a chocolate one no less) living in his hair and that is why he doesn't want me to trim it. I'm not sure if they are friends or if he just fears retribution. He did not elaborate.
Diet coke is my cocaine I can NOT have just one it NEVER ends there. ( I am having withdrawals right now and am staring at water bottle with disgust)
Listening to music in the car on a 9 hour road trip becomes less relaxing when your husband decides to start a new "rating system" and you only end up hearing 30 seconds of each song and then quibbling over where it belongs in said "system". We only made it to letter m before the i-phone ran out of battery. Not sure we would of lasted much longer anyway.
Owen likes to sing Jesus loves me "hi no" for "biyal" tells "ya ya ya ya" ( which is how he sings La la la).
Owen no longer only asks why about everything he sees. Now he asks what it is, what it does, and why does it do that? Super fun ( most of the time).
He doesn't call his blankies his "dits" anymore they are just his blankies now. ( sometimes I still call them his dits)
If anyone yawns Owen asks if they are "real tiyed".
If I cry he asks if I am having a hard time.... then says you all right mommy? and puts his face right in mine and blinks his bright blues eyes and inspects me until I smile. which I always do quite quickly because he is so sweet and wonderful. ( and stinken cute!!)
Life is back to the slow and steady grind. Michael working and Owen and me getting ourselves back into some sort of a routine. I am really excited for Fall. I think the season change will do me good.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Not so many blog posts
Sorry for the lack of posting in the past month or so. I have been going through the ringer personally and it seems like even though we haven't been anywhere or done anything ( save one overnight camping trip in which we forgot the camera) I have been overwhelmingly busy.
Overwhelmed pretty much sums it all up really. I was recently diagnosed with bipolar 2 illness ( which I will wright about in detail at a later more stable time), I have always had migraine headaches but this summer they have been more frequent and intense than ever, my thyroid disease ( hashimoto's auto immune) is out of control despite my constant efforts to rein it in with nutrition and natural supplementation, and to top it all off for the last week and a half I have had the heat rash to end all heat rashes all over my body ( though mostly concentrated on my arms). I was told it's probably a "photosynthesis thing" by my care provider meaning that "long times spent out in the sun may effect me this way" aka your summer is over lady unless you like steroid creams shots of cortizon in the bum and constant antihistamine use.
SIGH...... So that has pretty much been our summer. Michael has been amazing he has been pulling his weight around the house and mine. Doing even the most remedial household tasks has seemed like climbing a mountain some days. Owen must scene that I am in a fragile state because he has been more gentle and compliant than I would expect a 2.5 year old trapped in a house in the summer would be. I must take time to thank my in laws especially, as they have really gone above and beyond the call of duty by taking Owen over night several times to give me much appreciated breaks. Owen loves spending time with his grandparents, aunt and uncles and it is great to be able to take him there and know he will get tons of love and adoration from all.
I am really trying to see the good in these trials. I know there is some because there always is. But right now I feel defeated, frustrated, lost inside myself and alone in a healing process few can understand. Your prayers for our family are more than appreciated. I will be posting more often as I find the time and motivation to do so. And in due time will write more about my experience with bi-polar2 illness.
Thank You for your thoughts and prayers
Dana
Overwhelmed pretty much sums it all up really. I was recently diagnosed with bipolar 2 illness ( which I will wright about in detail at a later more stable time), I have always had migraine headaches but this summer they have been more frequent and intense than ever, my thyroid disease ( hashimoto's auto immune) is out of control despite my constant efforts to rein it in with nutrition and natural supplementation, and to top it all off for the last week and a half I have had the heat rash to end all heat rashes all over my body ( though mostly concentrated on my arms). I was told it's probably a "photosynthesis thing" by my care provider meaning that "long times spent out in the sun may effect me this way" aka your summer is over lady unless you like steroid creams shots of cortizon in the bum and constant antihistamine use.
SIGH...... So that has pretty much been our summer. Michael has been amazing he has been pulling his weight around the house and mine. Doing even the most remedial household tasks has seemed like climbing a mountain some days. Owen must scene that I am in a fragile state because he has been more gentle and compliant than I would expect a 2.5 year old trapped in a house in the summer would be. I must take time to thank my in laws especially, as they have really gone above and beyond the call of duty by taking Owen over night several times to give me much appreciated breaks. Owen loves spending time with his grandparents, aunt and uncles and it is great to be able to take him there and know he will get tons of love and adoration from all.
I am really trying to see the good in these trials. I know there is some because there always is. But right now I feel defeated, frustrated, lost inside myself and alone in a healing process few can understand. Your prayers for our family are more than appreciated. I will be posting more often as I find the time and motivation to do so. And in due time will write more about my experience with bi-polar2 illness.
Thank You for your thoughts and prayers
Dana
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Cars water clogs
I have a serious situation here, I have been looking and looking for a new or used pair of cars clogs for Owen. I bought these at goodwill around Christmas time and then saw them at Target for a while after that and thought I wouldn't have a problem finding them ( WRONG). He is still wearing this size 6 pair which is a size and a half to small. I can't tear them off him and I can't find them any where. I have tried amazon, eBay, Target, Target.com, and craigslist. I am in a terrible bind. Owen loves these shoes soooo much and I would really love to find any size 7-9 ( or all sizes in between really) somewhere.... anywhere...
If any of you know where I can find them please leave a comment. Or should any of you have any you are willing to sell or know anyone who is willing to sell please also leave a comment.
Any information is valuble to me I am at a loss.
Thank you
Dana
Friday, June 26, 2009
Eb⋅en⋅e⋅zer /ˌɛbəˈnizər/ [eb-uh-nee-zer] : Stone of help.
Owen Ebenezer Gay is my stone of help. In everyday tasks such as sweeping, watering plants, vaccuming, and cleaning up toys and books. But he is far more helpfull than he knows.
Before I became pregnant with Owen I was swimming in a sea of confusion and self indulgence. I did what I wanted whenever I pleased. I was trapped in debt and living like tomorrow would certainly never dawn. Full of despair and emptiness I needed some serious help.
When I found out I was Pregnant I re-dedicated my life to God remembering His unwavering love for me. I was broken and humbled, ashamed and amazed. How could I pull myself together? Why was I being given a child? God used it all to help me up.
My life has been far from perfect since but its good. I have a Good strong marriage to a great man. A home, Food to eat, a car to drive, and all of this on my husbands income so I can stay home with Owen.
Whenever I struggle with selfishness or anxiety about whether I can do this "parenting" thing I look at Owens face. There I see help (not necessarily from him) but working through him and definitely in his heart .
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Playing??
These two have their own ideas about fun. On this particular occasion "fun" equaled putting ALL of the toys in Owens room into his bed and jumping up and down.
It was hard to get a good shot with all of the "bouncy bouncy" going on .
You gotta love em. Huge mess but I was still smiling.
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