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What to do?

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Being a mom is a task.  It’s a full time job.  It’s not just about the cleaning, cooking, and taking the kids to school.  There are a lot of decisions that moms have to make.  There are big questions like, “can I pack my lunch for school tomorrow,” “where are my Elmo socks,” and not to mention the big one, “can I have a snack?”  These questions could plague the everyday individual and drive them up the wall, but to a mother it’s an everyday occurrence.  Did I mention that with all that a mother has to do, she has to schedule herself a shower. At least this mother over here does.  That’s funny, huh?!  I guess you would think so. Yep, but that’s that life of a mom.

Really, there are things that moms have to think about that others don’t.  I have to ask myself almost everyday how much do we have planned to do and how much of it are we really going to get done.  I have to look at my kids and make sure that they aren’t getting worn out from all of the running, doing, and visiting.  I even have to make sure that the aren’t suffocated by being in the house too much.  That seems like a lot, but I thank God that He helps me along the way.  I mean, without Him, I don’t think I would make it and I probably wouldn’t be to good of a mom either.  I’m not exaggerating.  This job is a hard one and I tip my hat off to those mothers who have to work outside of the home and inside of the home.  Thank God for the grace that He gives us to be who He has called us to be.

So tonight I have had to make an executive decision…all events must stop.  My son passed out doing his homework and we had somewhere to go, but I think it will be alright if we don’t go, this time.

This Blog Thing!

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This is a bit different for me.  There is a lot of planning and thinking that has to go into blogging; or so I have thought.  It has taken me a while to sit down at the computer and actually start typing for this blog because I am a bit nervous.  Let’s look at it for a moment.  Everything that I say and everything that I mention has the capacity to be viewed by the whole entire world.  Not to say that the whole world is actually going to visit my site, but whose to say that it won’t happen that way.  I really am excited about it, but some of the pressure has to be released.  It’s my fault though.  I look at my kids, my family, my life and I wonder what will this look like to the individual who just doesn’t understand.  Honestly, that’s not my responsibility.  I just have to do my best to paint the picture well and be honest, that ‘s my whole point of blogging anyway. Right?! Right?!

The truth is, this picture isn’t always pretty and that’s ok.  This is my place to express me as a mom and I’m not going to sweat it.  What I am going to do is take a look at the other blogs that are on the internet and pray.  I think if I do that, I will be a bit more comfortable with the whole blog thing.

Well, that wasn’t too bad…BLOG!!!

Renegade Bus Driver

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Renegade- an  individual who rejects lawful or conventional behavior

Conventional behavior of a bus driver- pick up kids

Its 6:40am and I have my keys in my hand.  I’m telling my oldest son to go the car and get his jacket.  As he walks out the door, he see his bus flying by the house.  Now his bus was supposed to be at the bus stop at 6:45am, but all at once she had made her way past six different stops.  Before I could yell out anything, my son is running down the street after the bus.  He finally stops and turns around disappointed.  I’m not sure if it was because the bus didn’t slow down or because he really thought that he was going to be able to catch it. At the speed she was going, she drove all the way around our neighborhood which is about 13 streets in less than six minutes. So I jumped in my car, shoes off, and drove my son to the bus.  I cut through a couple of streets to get to the other side of the neighborhood.  When I got there I wasn’t surprised to see other parents who had jumped in the car with their kids, to take them to the bus.  There also came a long line of kids running to the bus. I asked a parent who was standing by the bus to let the driver know that there were kids around the neighborhood waiting to be picked up.  She came back saying that the bus driver was looking at her like she was crazy.  As I drove off I asked the driver to put her window down and she had a look on her face like I know.  Did she know that there were many parents driving through the neighborhood trying to find that bus?

It was a sight to see.  All I could think was renegade bus driver.  Yes she is new, but she has made these stops before.  My son told me that she does this in other neighborhoods as well.  I guess she says, “You know what, I’m not picking them up.  I know I’m early, but if they aren’t out here, their getting left.”  I wonder what her plan was.  Did she plan on showing up at the school with  70% of the students on her bus missing?  I wonder what the administrators would have said…”You didn’t feel like picking them up this morning, huh?  It’s ok. I’ve been there before”… I think not!

Too funny! Well in a, ” I hope that never happens again, kinda way.”  It could have been frustration, but it wasn’t. It made for a good laugh this morning.  And I wish I had my camera to catch my son running down the block, chasing after the renegade bus driver.

My Darling Daughter

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It never fails to amaze me how much my baby girl does.  She watches every single thing that I do. She is only two, but she is so observant.  I have seen her watching me as I get dressed and while I’m doing my hair, she is rubbing her fingers through hers.  Now this morning, she got up and grabbed one of my purses. She asked me for a wallet and then began to prepare herself as if she was going somewhere.  This time I was the one observing as she got dressed.  She put her wallet into the purse, put her jacket on, and asked me for her phone.  The last time I checked she did not have a phone.  I think she is so cute.  Well, to add to the cuteness, she comes over to me and says “Check the email. Do you hear me? I go to work. My cuppie”  She then gives me a kiss and tells me bye.  Now for her big finish.  She puts her purse on her shoulder gets her stroller and begins to leave the room while waving good bye.  Oh, and did I mention that she also kissed her brother goodbye?

O how my darling daughter makes me smile!

So, while I was typing this wonderful account of my baby girl, she came over to me angry and pinched me…she kicked and screamed and…there went my smile.  I think I’ll put it in my pocket for later…being a mom is interesting?!
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