Long time No see…Meet the new Additions!


From left to right:
Thing 1, 2, 3 and 4!

Things have been busy around here! We added Thing 3 in early 2014 and Thing 4 in late 2015.
Hubster has changed jobs,  we have moved twice and are now settling into our new normal. 
Come August, Thing 1 and 2 will be going to school and I will be left in puddles of tears.
Like, seriously…where has the time gone?!
Anyhow,  I hope you stick around to enjoy the journey with me! If you would like more frequent (and almost always funny) updates, follow me on Twitter @LawrenceLady


Where have the Naps gone?

Thing 1 has been consistently not taking a nap for about 2 weeks now. She will lay down on her bed, but will play with her doll, Minnie Mouse, or watch an episode or 6 of Little Einsteins. Now Thing 2 seems to be picking up on the vibe. Ugh.
Nap time was my sanity saver.
Nap time was “me” time.
Nap time sometimes was the only workout time I had.
Where have the naps gone??

I understand that realistically speaking, the naps will go away very soon. I just dont think I am ready for that bridge to be crossed yet. Today was a perfect example of why naps are still necessary, and dare I say, mandatory.

They woke up at a nice 7:30 am. Nice because 99% of the time, my Things are awake by sunrise, if not earlier. So I enjoyed my extra winks. ūüôā
They ate breakfast in relative peace and quiet, but then they wanted to play. They can never play next to each other because they always end up fighting over a toy. But today they played doctor quietly together. *bliss*
Then I discovered ants on my kitchen counter.

I dont know about your kids, but when mine are told specifically not to go somewhere, they purposely try everything in their power to go where I told them not to go. So on top of clearing countertops and cleaning and spraying, I am keeping the kids from entering the kitchen with my feet while my hands are occupied.
It was Mommy Twister, not even kidding.
It felt like i could be part of the movie The Matrix with some of the moves i was doing.
The day progressed and I was looking forward to some time to myself, but Thing 1 and 2 had other plans. They chose to play in the backyard, pull all the shoes out of the shoe box and fight with one another constantly. I was praying for Nap Time, but it never came. After dinner, I let them play again in the backyard hoping to rid them of some pent up energy. Bathed them, and as of 1.5 hours ago, they are out cold. Hopefully I get to sleep in tomorrow……
Goodnight and sweet dreams!

Thoughtful Thoughts

Lately I have been trying to figure out how exactly in the world my Mom did everything she did with the 3 of us original kids. It seemed like she had everything lined up and organized perfectly and that plans were always coming together seamlessly. I know, now, that everything was not as it seemed, but looking back on what I remember, she made it seem so easy!
I realize that between the time she raised us, and now, as I raise my own kids, the economy and society itself has changed. When I was a teenager, we had dial up internet, and because it took up use of the phone line we were limited to 15 minutes on the internet at a time.
Cell phones were reserved for those who had well paying jobs or for those who needed to be contacted anywhere day or night.
Laptops were the latest greatest thing at almost 3 inches thick!
A good paying job to support a family was 40 hours a week at $8/hour. 
Gas was $.99/gallon and $20 bought a LOT more than it does now. 

My children know how to unlock cell phones an IPad’s at the ripe young ages of 2.5 and 1.5 years old.
They instinctively know how to use some technology better than I do sometimes.
The internet is not confined to the desktop computer at home, now it is everywhere and in everything. To be without the internet is almost considered primeval.
If you do not have a cell phone people look at you funny. As if to say “how in the world do you keep in contact with anyone then?”
Gas is almost $5/gallon now
And heaven forbid, if you don’t have a Facebook/Twitter/Instagram. *gasp*


(This pretty much sums up how I feel most days I compare myself)

As I try to figure out how my Mom did it all, I have to realize that in today’s society you are perceived to be failing at being a Mom if you do not multi-task, while keeping up with the Facebook lives of all of your friends and relatives, become a Pinterest whiz, Tweet every little thing that you and your kids are doing, Instagram every milestone caught on camera, or keep up with who is who in the media, all while scheduling play dates and whipping up a gourmet feast for dinner that is healthy AND delicious AND your family will gobble up!¬†

WHEW!!! Just typing that was tiring.

I guess what I am trying to get at, is that trying to compare myself to my Mom, while I was growing up, or any other Mom for that fact, is not wise in and of itself. 
2 Corinthians 10:12  

For we dare not make ourselves of the number, or compare ourselves with some that commend themselves: but they measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise.

My focus needs to remain on God and what He has called me to do for my own family and to realize that in this time of the “Super Mom” mentality, that I need to make sure that I am not trying to make myself too busy to where I forget what and more importantly WHO I should be teaching my kids about.¬†

It has been far too long….

I have missed blogging.
Throughout my life, journaling and, most recently, blogging has helped me deal with things. Putting things down in  black and white seems to settle any fears, anxieties or confusion I feel about a particular situation and helps me focus on what truly matters. In a way it helps center and ground me. Since having children though, journaling/blogging have been on the back burner. Why? Simply because I did not anticipate just how much one little person (or two in my case) could so utterly consume my time, thoughts and life.

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, I had a schedule and day planner and list for everything. It annoyed me when I was around disorganized and scatterbrained people. If I was packing for a trip, there was a (detailed) list(s) of every single item to be packed. I was completely packed and triple checked my lists no later than 24 hours before scheduled departure time. My house was even cleaned on a schedule. I had 3×5 cards that said exactly what to clean and when. My bills were kept in an organizer and I was never late.
I. Was. Bored.

More specifically, I was feeling unfulfilled. No amount of organization and so-called “control” could make me feel like I was fulfilling my purpose in life. I had a good job, an amazing husband and lots of activities and friends. But nothing could fill that missing piece. That is until Thing 1 came along. And with her arrival, the departure of my organization skills and “control” of my life. For a little while I maintained my “control”, but she had other plans. Colic, mixed with eczema, lactose intolerance and a bumpy start with breastfeeding made for uncontrollable screaming, fussing and tummy issues. ! My life seemed out of control and consumed with trying to solve all of my child’s problems. I had zero control.

In that lack of control, I found a peace that had been missing for awhile. God’s peace. I was never in “control” in the first place. He was, and still is!

I have since realized that I may never be the organized person I once was, but I will take the “chaos” of having my two blessings any day over the unfulfilled and boring “control” that was my life before kids. Besides, God is in control of where my life is going, so why do I have to be?

Winter Blues

If you are anything like me or my children, Winter is my favorite season and the kids hate it.

I love the cold weather, the sweaters, the boots, the Pumpkin Spice Frappucino, the Salted Caramel Mocha, Christmas, New Year’s Eve, New Year’s day and all the other days in between.

My kids hate that they have to wear layers, shoes (or even socks for that matter), be cooped up inside when all they want to do is go play outside, and miss going on stroller rides in the evening.

I have been trying my hardest to keep the Winter Blues at bay. Some days it works, some days I feel like a caged animal. I am sure my kids feel the same way since their moods swing from day-to-day as well. The last 16 days have felt like an eternity to me because our whole house has had the flu. I hate flu season. Especially when we all got flu shots.

On a side note, ¬†This is my PERSONAL OPINION– I do not think I ever want my kids to get flu shots again. Every year they have gotten them and every year like clockwork, they get the flu. The same is true for me. I have had the flu shot the last 2 years (because of pregnancy) and both years I¬†have¬†gotten the flu. Before then I rarely got sick. I think I had gone without a flu shot for almost 6 years at that point, and the one time I did opt for the flu shot because they were doing it for free at my job, sure enough, I got the flu. My theory is that your body is so busy fighting the virus you injected yourself with (supposedly to build an immunity to the virus that already went around last year), that if you are exposed to the active flu strain this year, your body just can’t fight off both viruses. I will step down from my soapbox now.

I love all the options available to modern Momma’s these days. Things like Disney Junior, Sprout, Agnitus learning apps, and Computer based learning games are all so handy for when the kids are sick and do not want to do anything but be held or comforted. But even the most modern Momma knows that too much of a good thing can be harmful instead of helpful. ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† I got my own dose of this, this past week with Thing 1. Because she enjoys shows on Disney Junior, we DVR a few of them for her to watch when she is waking up in the morning and right after¬†bath time. ¬†Other than that I try to make sure the TV stays off during the rest of the day unless she specifically asks to watch Sprout and has been a good girl. Well because she was sick all she wanted to do was sit, watch¬†TV¬†and curl up with her silky, in her purple chair in our bedroom.

Mia and Purple Chair

Because we all were sick too, I said “OK¬†no problem.” Well she was sick for almost a week and a half, along with the rest of us. We did not go anywhere period. Once we all started feeling better we started to venture downstairs more and start to get back into our normal routines. Thing 1 however, wanted nothing more than to sit and watch TV all day still. At first I did not notice the trend, still thinking she was still not back to feeling 100%. The other night, however, was a different tale.

My husband and I had just finished getting the girls bathed and dressed for bed. I fed Thing 2 and was rocking her to sleep and Thing 1 was sitting down to watch her nightly show of Chuggington. Thing 1 had a different idea though, she wanted to watch The Super Sprout show (which we do not DVR). We told her that it was not on and that Chuggington was on.


A meltdown ensued and the realization dawned on me that she had pretty much been sitting, watching television  ALL. DAY. LONG.  I would have smacked myself in the head had I not been holding Thing 2.  So over the next week I took steps to make sure that she was getting less TV time and more play time. That helped in the short run. No more meltdowns at night about TV, but she started skipping her daily nap and not wanting to go to sleep until 10 or 11 at night. That frustrated me beyond words. She is my scheduled child. I plan everything around that schedule. So for 2 days, I analyzed everything she was eating and watching and playing with. All for trying to figure out what was keeping her up all day and all night. Come to find out, she needed to get out in the sunshine and run around more.

That is hard to do when the daytime high is 34 degrees. Anyone else out there feel my pain?

So I took to chasing her while we were downstairs, playing hide and seek in my room, and having her push Thing 2 around in her walker. The last 2 nights, she has gone back to her normal routine and has been sleeping normally.  Today was actually warm enough to let her play outside for 30 minutes while I watched her.

Cheers to *hopefully* the end of the Winter Blues.



The Grinch……..


It is that time of year again, when all the¬†Christmas¬†Movies come out and among them, one of my personal favorites, is Dr. Seuss’ How the Grinch Stole¬†Christmas. I love anything Seuss, but this book/movie is one that has always stuck in my mind. Maybe it was the colorful illustrations in the book that I read as a child, or maybe it was the lilting,¬†rhyming¬†words that painted vivid pictures in my head, whatever it was, this story strikes a chord with everyone who is familiar with it…

A little who-girl seeks the meaning behind all the festivities everyone seems to get caught up in, while a¬†Grinch¬†seeks to end all the happiness and festivities. The Grinch comes up with a plan to steal their joy and happiness by taking all of the “things” that represent their happiness, but he does not succeed in stealing their joy or happiness because it was not about the “things” but about the people around them.

While this story is not in any way shape or form about the true reason for Christmas, it does however make us stop and consider what are we really making priorities in this holiday season? Are we making sure that Jesus, who is the true “Reason for the Season” is our first love and priority? Are we making our Husbands, children, family and friends that the Lord has given us a priority? I know that I have not….. I am SO guilty of this.

I get so caught up in the rush of the holidays, that I sometimes miss the Joy of this whole season.  That makes me so mad. It also makes me sad, because i know I let down my Heavenly Father, not to mention my husband and children. This holiday season, while I am trying my best to still celebrate the holiday traditions, I am also trying not to focus so much on them as I am the reason or rather, person, behind Christmas. But there is a Grinch that tries to steal my joy and happiness and time especially during this time of year, it is Satan. 

Satan has tried to steal my time and attention to so many other things that do not really matter, that when it comes down to what does matter, I know I have failed. And that is precisely what he wants us to feel like during this season, defeated failures. There is no reason why we should feel like that because the birth of Jesus Christ is the only reason we have to be Victorious!! 

It still happens though, we get busy and we get distracted. God still leaves us little hints though. I happen to be a very firm believer in little things being signs from a loving Heavenly Father. This last week as I was stressing about how messy my house was and how badly I needed a whole day to clean it, I walked by a pile of word flash cards that my daughter had failed to put away. And would you believe that the 4 most prominent cards on top were ones that read-  make, time, for, me ? Right then I was convicted about how little time I spent with the Lord that morning versus how much time I was wanting to spend to clean my house. Then I was reminded of a blog post I wrote not so long ago about keeping a clean house and also of a devotional for our Ladies Meeting that I gave about spending time with the Lord. 

Ever since that day I have been trying to de-Grinch-ify my life for this holiday season. I am trying to only plan one or two tings that would make some memories for our family, but beyond that I want to focus my heart and mind on the true reason my family and I have to be thankful and happy, the Lord Jesus Christ.

My Momma moment this week has been brought to you by those flash cards that are still scattered across the floor. LOL


The Plague


Thing 1 and Thing 2 have been fighting the plague over the last two weeks. Let me tell you, it had not been pretty around our house.

First off, I personally do not handle vomit, of any sort, well. My first reaction when I hear or see someone vomiting is to run the opposite direction.
I can’t do that when it is my little ones!
They need me more than ever when they get sick. Thing 1, who is normally so independent, becomes a literal cling on. Thing 2 on the other hand becomes a sleeping cuddle machine. Which is so nice for me, but when I am sick as well on top of it, things can get crazy.

Ever had moments that you have had to comfort your children so much that you become anti touch? I do, especially when I am sick. I just don’t want anyone to touch me, I just want to sleep all day. But as a Momma, my kiddos come first. That’s the Momma Moment for the week.
~ This Momma Moment is has been brought to you courtesy from this last week of the plague. ~