One Landes Place

This morning as we were about to leave for church, my husband tells me he found a tick on the carpet this morning...nice. We do have a dog so my assumption is he brought it in from the woods. Gross. As we got in the car and headed to church, I started becoming more concerned about the fact that a tick was INSIDE my house where my kids play. I turned to my husband and said "What if that tick were to get on one of us and we got some sort of disease!!" In his most sweetest and sincere voice my husband replied "honey, we don't live in a world of 'what if's'. Profound? Yes. Simple? Not hardly. I began to think more about that statement. When he said "we" did he mean me? I am certainly the worry wart of the family. I have to say I have improved tremendously over the years but there are still times when I live in fear of the unknown and am shaken easily by things that derail my well planned day.  As I sat through church I couldn't stop ...

 We spent most of the summer searching for work and facing the fact that moving again was a likely option.  Part of me was excited to start over. It had been so hard adjusting to this town that a newer, bigger town just might be the change we needed.  As the months moved on, the leads got colder and the opportunities that once were there, were no longer.  Hope was beginning to fade in my eyes but Matt was optimistic. We had a game plan and we were about to have to put it in motion. The thing about a small town is everyone knows someone who knows someone.  That was the very thing that landed Matt his next job.  So far, things are great. He loves it and they love him.  He is home for dinner almost every night and doesn't have to be out of town or work long weird hours or on weekends.  The kids are happy to have daddy back and present! Fast forward.  I am now 26 weeks pregnant and expecting baby girl in January. Of course we are beyond excit...

I can't believe it has been so long since I have blogged. Writing has always been my passion, my outlet, something that I have always looked forward to doing. With the rise of Facebook, Twitter and other social media sites, my blog has been totally neglected and I have felt the pains. I haven't blogged much about the last few years which have been a gamut of emotions filled with surprises, good and not so much. It has been nearly 2 years since moving to Arkansas from Houston. After moving out of my in-laws in January of this year into our own place in town, life started to look a little more "normal". Matt found a job quickly after moving and the kids and I started to establish somewhat of a routine in our new surroundings. My sewing continued but become so much tougher with two little ones at home and my mother in law not! Most moms around here work full time and being in a small town has proved to be a challenge when trying to meet friends and find fun th...

Not only did they say Jesus, they SANG it! Not since Mandesa have I heard a christian song on American Idol. However I was blown away when they ALL sang "Shout to The Lord" as the closing song for the evening last night with a full choir. I was definitely impressed. Tonight they opened the show with the same song. Way to go FOX. By the way I LOVE Brooke White and David Cook. Tonight they were both "safe"! Yes I'm an American Idol Junkie.

This past weekend my mom and grandma came to visit and help out packing for our move next weekend. My poor grandma worked so hard and of course my mom played with Sarabeth all day! At one point during the day I heard my mom singing to Sarabeth, just as she did with me and my brother when we were small. I had struggled over the past few months to remember the words to any lullaby that mom had sung to us but as my mom sang, the words came back to me. It's funny how they make no sense at all as an adult! I mean really, who would buy their child a bird, expensive jewelry or a farm animal? I can just see some mom at Wal-Mart negotiation with her child that if they will just behave and be quite then she'll stop by the farm on the way home and let them pick out a new billy goat. Nonetheless, the songs soothed miss Sarabeth right into dreamland. Here are some pictures from the weekend.

Today I put my shirt on backwards and inside out and didn't even notice. Today I took a short nap on the edge of bed, fully clothed including shoes, with my glasses on, with Sarabeth in her bouncy within arms reach of the bed..just in case her binky fell out-that would mean a burst of crying so loud your ears would ring. Now who can take a nap with that. Today I actually brushed my hair, for fear of having to get out of the house for anything and seeing someone I thought looked familiar. Today I didn't take a shower, usually that comes at 7 pm when Matt gets home, granted he's not working too late. In that case I skip the shower and go straight to bed. I wouldn't want the shower to wake me up when I'm so close to passing out. Today I called the pediatrician 3 times hoping to get a different person from the time before to answer the question "why won't my child stop crying". The same lady answered all 3 times and gave me the same answe...

That motherhood would be this hard. That 12 days after giving birth I would look down and still not see my feet. That right about the time I closed my eyes, she would open hers. That I would be tempted to scroll through my phone to find someone to call to watch her while I went to the bathroom. That the thought of a pedicure and manicure seemed so far away. That such a tiny little being could have such explosive diapers! That the lady at Walmart would ask me when my baby was due...5 days post partum. No one ever told me what it would be like to be a mom. Yet, despite these things no one could have told me the joy that motherhood brings. Even in the middle of the night when I'm switching her from the cradle to the swing to the bouncy seat, just to get a few more minutes sleep, all I have to do is look at her sweet little face, and it all goes away. I hear all of these things in my head "wait as long as you can to have kids, they change your life forever...