Confessions of a Crazy Busy Mom

I pull up to my mother in laws house and tell Tristan and Eireland, "Ok, have a great day! Tristan, remember I'm seeing your teacher this afternoon! I love you both."  Before Tristan's little hands could grab at the door handle, he shouts, "MOM! YOUT FORGOT TO PRAY FOR US!" (I don't think he actually knows how to speak in a normal tone, everything is done yelling.) We have made a habit of praying before each child gets out of the car at their destination. Indeed, today I forgot.  This is more than a normal little boy reminding me that we forgot to pray. You see, Tristan is struggling in his faith. Don't get me wrong, he's 6, I'm not expecting him to pass a theology class. But he is struggling. Often times at night when we pray together and I ask for his requests, he is not even interested in praying, and doesn't want to be a part of it. Thus, I simply lay my hand on him, grab Phoenix's hand and pray FOR Tristan. As well as praying for...

Where I have I been since December? I'm still searching for that answer myself. December brings about the typical things- holidays, family gatherings, etc. it also brought about a major life change for our family: my husband had spinal surgery- the one we have been waiting 2 years to have. In the midst of all that, I still needed to work and take care of the kids, oh, and did I mention we moved?  I don't think I could go into all the details with out needing a nap, for a week, but I wanted to let you all know that I am still alive. I was not taken over by my children, although, at times I thought that might actually happen. I'll be getting back on the blog daily now, with prayers for our children, inspirational photos and stories, and maybe even a give away. :) You can look me up on Facebook: CrazyBusyMomOf4, and Instagram under the same name.  My family was blessed beyond words with the meals that were provided to us while my husband was down for the count, the phone calls...

Mornings in our house are usually busy and full of stress to say the least. It seems as though no matter how hard we prepare the night before, things do not go quite right. And all too quickly I lose my patience.   My little Tristan, is all boy, and he is forgetful. He's full of life and excitement, and sometimes forgets to take a few moments to ensure that his responsibilities are taken care of. Today was no different- he had lost his library book for the second week in a row. Seriously, he had it yesterday! All of is looked for the elusive book. We were already running late and we needed to leave home, without his library book. He cried all the way to my mother in laws house as he knew he was going to lose his responsibility piece for his pyramid at school. I genuinely felt bad, but how else was he going to learn that there are consequences to his forgetfulness.  Like I said, I lost my patience, as I do most mornings. I struggle with this, every morning. And Tristan left fee...

Tristan told me this morning he didn't want to go to school today, because he said he he no friends and his little face just looked crushed and he started to cry. My heart broke- no parent likes to see those child hurt. I know Tristan has friends, but sometime kids can be hurtful- my son included. Today, my prayer is for our littles to have kind words and actions towards others and that others would have kind words and actions towards them. Kids don't always get along, I get that, they don't even have to like each other. That's ok too. But what they do need to do is be respectful no matter what. Teaching children to turn the other cheek is also not an easy task. It's a difficult concept for adults to understand! But it's not impossible. Ultimately, it comes down to loving one another.  Lord, I pray today for our little guys to be loved and accepted by others and reciprocate the same love and acceptance. I pray that our kids have good day at school or at home- wh...

My job is unconventional to say the least. Maybe one day I'll go into more detail, but for now, I'll leave it at, I am a sign language interpreter, and I have the wonderful opportunity to travel to some awesome place. A requirement of my job, listening.  As I sat and listened to a girl, her mother, boyfriend and friend talking. She seemed to be super polite and very well mannered, mature and she was beautiful. They tall talked a out college In two years, volunteer jobs they have now because not only do love them, but how beneficial they would be to their college applications. The girls wanted to go to a very prestigious Christian College- which, I'm not knocking, I went to a pretty amazing Christian University, they talked about the teachers they did not like and so on. All very normal topics- until the mother left, after that, all class went out the window and they turned into pretty rude kids with mouths like sailors. Their demeanors changed and didn't have a care in ...

The phrase, "One off those days." has come out of my mouth several times in the last 24 hours! As moms it is so easy to before overwhelmed with the every day tasks, let alone adding several stressful issues on top of them. For me, I admit I become so focused on all of the things I new to accomplish or fix or take care of that I often times overlook the things that stress my children out. Or, I dismiss them all together because they aren't a 'big deal'.  I could not be more wrong! To my little guys it is a big deal if their jacket is not zipped up just to the right spot, or if a special blanket is left at a grandparents house. It's a big deal if a permission slip was not turned in the next day or if you forgot the page of your math homework. (Yeah, all of those were big problems in our house these past yes days!) I need to make them feel more important and not dismiss the small things. I need to help them work through their issues and help them resolve them, an...

I open the lid if the washing machine and see a mixture of whatever Arcadia picked up and threw in there. I looked in there and thought to myself, "Sometimes I wonder what goes through her mind." Then I remembered, she's 12. What was going through her mind? I told her to start a load of laundry- I wasn't specific. Well, I thought I was specific. "Start a load of laundry that has Tristan's uniform pants in it." I meant, start a load of a dark clothes and make sure that Tristan's uniform pants are in it. The pants are black, the load of laundry would then be a load of darks right? Well, yeah, maybe if you are 31 and have been doing laundry for more than half your life. But when you are 12, you hear, "start a load of laundry, I don't care what is in the load of laundry, just make sure that Tristan's pants are in there." Seems legit right?  I remember plenty of items being 12 and much older in which I was told go do a load of laundry, a...