He took his naughty pills today

What am I learning these days?

So glad you asked. Because there is alot. A l o t.


Ministry: It's really hard sometimes.

I desperately want to help the women who come in to the crisis pregnancy center where I work.

So much is out of my control when they leave the building.

I want to take them home with me.

I want to make choices for them.

I can't.

I'm a seed planter.

Sometimes that is really, really hard.



Mommy-ing: It's an effort to keep my cool sometimes.

Like when his pretty artwork was created with those "bell stickers" ... that cost .44 a piece.

Like when stubbornness and disrespect seem to be inseparable buddies who don't want to leave the premises.

Like when a one year old begins methodically emptying every drawer, every trash bin, and every cupboard he can get his little hands on.

One minute I am cleaning up a mess, and I turn my back to find 5 more made.

Wow, wow, wow. This happened over night and it's pretty constant.

Every one of the boys went through this stage - and now I remember it!


Mommy-ing special needs: Every benefit has a draw back.

So, we put K on a new medication for his migraines. It is a  very common migraine preventative medication.

His migraines have been coming every two weeks, in a rather predictable pattern.

So far he is migraine free.

But...

The side effects are undesirable (understatement).

He is aggressive.

He has lost most of his appetite.

He is sleepy.

His attention span is extremely short.

After some phone calls and research, I found out that these are all very common, very expected side effects, especially in children.

The aggression has shown up at school.

He has swung at his teachers, like he is going to hit them, when he doesn't want to do something. 

He has thrown huge kicking fits in the parking lot.

He is flat out refusing to do things.

I cried when I experienced some of this, and heard about some of it.

I used to joke, when the kids were naughty, that they must have taken their "naughty pills".

Now that is pretty much reality.

I have to say, I seriously cringe every time I give him this medication.

But he is migraine free.

We are giving it a fair shot.

It's only been ten days.

His body hasn't had time to adjust fully yet.

We are shooting for a month, and then we will reevaluate.



Being a wife: What a privilege.

Especially this week - I do not know what I would do with out him.

Really - sometimes I just feel bad for him.

He has to deal with a woman who has rather unpredictable and very strong emotions (that's putting it pretty kindly people). -And he does it with such grace.

The way that he balances me, encourages me, and challenges me to grow is a gift.


Friendship: I need it more than I ever thought I did.

God has placed particular people in my life right now so graciously and for a reason.

He knows what I need and I am immeasurably thankful.


Fashion: Embracing skinny jeans and leggings.

I dabbled a bit in leggings a couple of years ago - but it seemed too weird. I was born in the 80s. Why go back?

I'll tell you why: They are SO comfortable!

And given the fact that you are wearing them correctly (ie - the right size paired with correct style and length of shirtage is oh so important...) they can be super cute!

I am shopping for the perfect boots right now.

I have gone to several different stores pricing and looking.

I'm thinking flat - slouchy - perhaps a buckle or two, and of course - worn with skinny jeans, maybe even skirts. Color is still up in the air.

Don't worry - I will fully report on the verdict when I find them. Perhaps even a little photo documentation.

Also, Highlights and lowlights can do alot for a person trying to grow their hair out and resist the urge to chop it.

Earth shattering stuff - I know!


Hobbies: They are a special part of who I am and how I am growing.

When I have my camera in my hand I feel so energized. I don't really know how else to explain it.

I am hoping to shoot a few family pictures for friends and design some Christmas cards.

The thought of that is both intimidating and incredibly exciting to me.

Writing is still one of my favorite ways to process things.

I love this outlet.


And there you have it.

Me.

Right now.

Kind of scattered.

Very real.