As life always is, it continues to be a learning experience. I think that's what I like about it.

That said, I had a weekend with Steve last weekend and it was exceptional. We reconnected on a level that we have not in quite some time. OMG-talk about healing! I feel like we're a team again, instead of working against each other.

In the process of reconnecting I also learned a little more about how to "slow-down". Time flies by everyday and with the passing of each day we miss a little more and grow a little older. Last weekend I also learned how to enjoy the time that I do have. So, this week I spent a little more time doing things with my kids and a little less time cleaning. By the end of the week I was fit to be tied with the state of my house but at the same time I had enjoyed some quality time with my babies, who are growing up all too quickly. I'm so blessed to have had this healing opportunity.

Confessions...

Man, has it been a long week! And for the record, no matter how much you may want to keep the babies small, denial won't make them stop advancing.

The biggest thing this week was having what was potentially the biggest scare of my life thus far.

Sweet Savannah fell off our bed. Sadly, our bed is higher than average. Thinking:"S'ok, thankfully kids are resilient." True, and yet not. . .

I heard the awful thump and ran in to her. Scooping her up and holding her close I told her, "it's ok baby. . . you're alright." She was gasping. Trying to cry, unsuccessfully. I turned her to face me so I could make eye contact with her. It was then that I knew that this was more than just a parenting mistake. What in the world was I thinking?! She's a crawler...I knew better...

I looked at her beautiful face; she was on the brink of losing consciousness. "Of course, she got the wind knocked out of her. Hence the gasping and palor. No one should ever have to see their baby this shade of pale; sickly yellow/purple lips. . .Call the doctor. WHERE'S MY PHONE?!?"

Heading down the stairs with Savannah, on the phone with the doctor's office she vomitted. Oops, hung up on the doctor's office. More vomit. "EVERYONE IN THE CAR, NOW!" Don't worry about shoes, Cody and Alissa. We're taking Savannah to the hospital.

Crying, so much crying. Cody and Alissa seem a bit confused. "Keep Savannah AWAKE! Talk to her!"

At the hospital they check her out and do a CT scan to be sure that there's nothing that's being missed but ultimately declare her "Ok."

Still working on granting myself forgiveness for this horrid, neglegent act but you can bet your life that I have a whole new appreciation for the young lives that I'm responsible for!

Saturday morning.....EARLY

Well, it's Saturday and I'm still up from Friday.

Saturday morning: later. . .
Hah! I started this and then got distracted chatting with an old friend. Right now my brain is napping so I'll think more about this later. ;-)

A brief evening update...

Well, after a rough start this day actually turned out to be pretty productive.
Thank you moxieclean! Now if only you could solve my pupply problems...(sigh.)

Occassionally I wonder if I'm inadvertently creating obsessions within my chilren by pushing them to eet my standards...I don't know. What I do know is that if I don't at least try to teach them I will go absolutely crazy. There is simply far too much mess and too many people/pets for one person to keep up with it all.

Another thing I know is that since it seems like something is always dissheveled, when I do ake a significant difference I feel like I could fly!

In case you don't know, I am the at-home mom to four children between the ages of six years and eight months. (And let's not forget, we also have a dog, a puppy, two cats, two lizards, and two fish; what is this place?!...Noah's Ark???) Oh yeah, and if other things don't keep e busy enough, I'm also futhering my education at a 1/2 time pace with nothing more than a two week break between quarters.

Lately though I find myself struggling to stay motivated with my school work; ever since we moved. There are so many things that I'd rather be doing-including cleaning. I don't know what the solution is...but here I sit, once again, neglecting my homework.

Right now I have an excuse; NAK (nursing at keyboard. "Thanks Savannah!) ;-)

I also wanted to thank Cheyenne for being an enabler...or encouragement. :-)