My baby boy...

 
The time flies by...doesn't it?

I'm being sentimental.

A happy wife...

I had no idea how much of a homemaker I was until I got married. I love keeping house. Yes, it has its ups and downs...but I absolutely love keeping our little place clean and welcoming for friends and family...and especially for my husband.

Someone made fun of me the other day for liking my house clean. I didn't have a quick retort...of course, but I responded that my husband liked it that way and so did I...

She said that I shouldn't bow to my husband's every whim. I suppose she is right...but this is something easy that I can do...and besides...he's hard at work outside mowing the lawn and pressure-washing right now. The least I can do is fold his clothes and keep his floors clean, you know?

Love you honey. I love being your wife.

Lynne

Volunteerism...it does a body good...

I love volunteering. There's something about doing something for someone else, for *free*, that just gives me a warm fuzzy. AND I get to experience all kinds of cool things. I grew up volunteering...it was just something my family did...in all different avenues. We cleaned elderly and infirm people's houses, we wrapped presents, we helped disabled children go for rides in airplanes, we read books, we shelved books...and I continue to volunteer constantly in my adulthood.

I ran into someone today that hadn't heard that I was a member of the volunteer fire department. She said that she admired me...and she'd love to do that...but she didn't "have time"...

Honestly, I think time is just like money. It needs to be budgeted. If you have time to watch tv or that favorite movie once a week, you have time to volunteer. If you have time to brush your teeth twice a day, you have time to pray for a friend. Oprah calls it multi-tasking! *grin*

I guess I'm a little bit sad, because this society is quite selfish...and they don't know what they're missing. You don't have time to volunteer? Au contraire, my friend!!!...you don't have time not to...

And that's just my two cents. I can't wait to volunteer with my kids. I can NOT wait. Look out world! We're changing minds...one village at a time.

I guess I'm being sentimental...and inspirational...all at the same time. Time for a nap.

Cheerio!

Manly toys...

So my work is filled with toys...I work at a resale shop where mommies frequently stop in with their little darlings, or not so little darlings...and they play happily whilst Mom shops. (or not so happily, but let's not get into that.) My son, on the other hand...HA! Leapfrogs, Winnie-the-Pooh, touch and feel books, play phones, and stacking blocks be scorned. What does he go for?

Today, let's see...*sings* On the first day of wo-ork, I took away from Ize...

A power cord for the computer...
2 bungee cords
An oscillating fan
A carpet sweeper
My cell phone
My work phone
The computer
The keyboard
The mouse
The printer
A roll of duct tape
8 paper clips clipped together
A pair of scissors
The set-up for our doorbell...

ETC!

My son? I'm so proud. You head only for the manly toys.

(At least he isn't into dolls...)

My sincerest apologies...

The Czar has informed that I have been lax...and need severe punishment. I have not blogged recently. Heavens. It has been 5 DAYS! So here I am. Doing my punishment.

I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.
I WILL BLOG REGULARLY, OR SUFFER THE SEVERE CONSEQUENCES.

Moving on. Punishment completed. On to the actual blogging!

You already know that Miss Katelyn has arrived, so I will not torture you with more information and no pictures. If you want pictures of the lovely lady, head on over to Dane's blog.

New news:

I know I have a good baby...and I shouldn't brag...but I must. Today he has taken TWO 2-hour naps. He will still go to bed tonight at 6:30 p.m. Praise God for Isaac. Now if we could just get him to leave the trash can alone.

Poor kid is teething something fierce. His molars are trying to punch through, and I know they really are bothering him. He likes to be held a lot...and eat cold things. Applesauce and yogurt are very popular these days.

I'm still looking for a pediatrician or a nurse practitioner for him. I'm having a hard time, because we're not vaccinating Isaac as of right now, and most doctors aren't comfortable with that. I AM comfortable with that, and my Mommy instinct is doing just fine. The last doctor we saw threw a fit when we said we weren't vaccinating, and due to some issues, told me to stop nursing him and to switch to formula. Sorry, lady. My kid is fine the way he is. Does he *LOOK* malnourished?
(Look at those fingers...I could just eat them up. MMM!)
Um, no.

Duh.

So anyway...I've got a few calls in to some people, because I'd like to have a pediatrician to go to if anything ever came up, or I need a prescription for an infection or something.

I am doing mountainous loads of laundry today, so I must go...

Ta TA!

Lynne

I love this...

Or as Melissa would say... I *heart* this...

http://www.hasanyonetoldyou.com/

I am a blatant words of affirmation person...when it comes to love languages. I've googled "encouraging words" before when I've needed a boost. Now I have a website!

Love, Lynne

p.s. Go to my pictures online and click on "At The Park"...some serious baby cuteness going on there...

Happy Day!

God is so good, is He not? Thank you, blogging world, for stepping up to the plate...Katelyn Grace was born this morning with minimal intervention, praise God!

I have to say...I don't know what to do with this feeling. I am so protective of Melissa and Katelyn and Dane, I didn't know what to do with myself. At the hospital, I'd start to go back to their room, only to turn around, thinking perhaps they might want family time...to turn around...to finally stop in the hallway and thank God for his ultimate grace.

I did a lot of hallway time (walking Ize in the stroller, or just slowly walking the hallways, whispering my thoughts to God...)over the last 48 hours...and it always surprises me how when life hands you some sort of crisis...or crises...depending on how crazy your life is...you feel like you are in a vacuum. Life just stops outside of what is important to you. I'd come out of a fog to hear the latest update and notice that it was raining outside. Rain? Weather still fluctuates? Isn't that strange?

It's a hard place...being a best friend, but not wanting to step on *anyone's* toes. On the one hand, I want to see Melissa...baaaaaadly. On the other hand...this is family time. I have a hard time breaking rules or being hugely decisive when it comes to things like this. I hope I did all right. James is so much better at that than me. Speaking of James...he's at the hospital right now, holding baby Katelyn. I'm only a tad jealous. A TAD. Ok. We did do the nose...and the hat. But she is a witch. Sorry. Back on topic. It was actually okay, because I came home to put Isaac down for a nap, which he needed...and I grabbed a shower and passed out. We both slept for 2.5 hours! It was most excellent...then we woke up, had some dinner, and we're heading to bed now!

May the Lord bless you and keep you...

Lynne