The love for God and Girls

Well I have to say nothing fills my heart more than when we turn on the road to go to our church Ty screams "YES WE ARE HERE AT CHURCH! " I love that he is so passionate about going there since we go there twice a week. He loves going to learn but more than anything he loves to sing and dance. We have a choir Cd that plays in the car that is our spring music and Ty knows every song and ask for certain ones like I am the DJ. The most precious thing happened this last Friday night we went to a conference at church and so ther were kids playing with him that he doesn't normally get the chance to play with because they are in an older class so he was pumped. We came to get him at 9:15pm and he didn't want to go home. He was chasing this cute little girl who was probably 5 or 6 and having a blast. As we continued to try to pull him away we were walking to the car and he said " Mom I love her, I don't know her name but I just love her so much it hurts." OH MY GOSH! What the heck he is not even 3 yet but somehow knows how much he loves her. It was so cute but the thought came over me that one day he will really say those words and I will be so excited but crushed. The love a mom has for a boy is just unexplainable. He is learning how to be sensitive to women from his dad and for that I am truely blessed. For some crazy reason Ty has been programmed that when I am wearing a dress that I need to dance with Ryan. It is so cute but don't think I don't take the time to make an excuse to put a skirt or dress on just so I can dance with my man. A boy is a precious gift from God and I pray he continues to learn from Ryan's example how to love the Lord like a TRUE man.

A day by myself

So after Ryan got home from work on Saturday I told him I needed to get out. So I left and went shopping at the mall and got some really cool clothes and then I did something I have never done before: I went to a movie alone! AWESOME! I went to see 27 dresses which by the way is amazing. I was able to eat popcorn and a drink all by myself and have no one talking to me or touching me for 5 whole hours. It was amazing. I came home to happy children and I felt so much better having time to myself. What a difference a few hours can make for a stay at home mom.

An Escape

I love my children more than anything in this world except my husband and God but I just want to run away. These past 2 weeks have been very trying. Last Tuesday Aubrey got the GI bug and threw up only once and had the other end not right for about 4 days. Wednesday night Ty said his tummy hurt but we sent him to bed anyways and at 11:15pm he woke up throwing up everywear. This continued until 5:30am. Then Thursday Ryan came home not feeling so well so stayed home from work on Friday sick as a dog but never threw up. I hurt my foot and did not know what happened to it until Wednesday I went to the doctor and found out I have a stress fracture in my right foot so I am wearing this boot thing to support my foot while it heals. Needless to say I am tired to being a care giver. I am tired of disciplining,being asked questions, tired of crying and direct disobedience, tired of cooking, ironing, laundary oh the laundary. So after Ryan gets home from work I am going to have some alone time to decompress and collect myself because right now I am good to noone. Pray for guidance, love and peace for me as I try to balance all the hats I am wearing.