Wednesday, May 21, 2014

How God is Working Right Now

So late last summer a friend from Seminary called and offered me a teaching position at a small Bible college south of here.

Initially I said no. I mean, I love being at home. We plan to homeschool. I miss teaching, sure, but I don't miss "working" at all. But he persisted, and He persisted, so I went and talked with him.

I start in August. God made it abundantly clear He wants me teaching. And because my word is "choose joy," I just want to give God a little shout out and share some of the ways He has been working in my/our life recently:

*the new job I wasn't seeking
*we found me a new SUV. Well, new to me. It's a 2003 and belonged to DNR. Little Man is in heaven we now own a vehicle that was used by DNR. Best news is we paid cash for it.
*when we arrived home with said SUV, our neighbor bought Keith's truck on the spot - better news!
*I spoke at a women's banquet at a church last Saturday and had a ball
*tonight I get to meet four potential students, willing to drive halfway and meet me for dinner
*family have stepped up to keep Little Man one full, complete day each week while I teach. I mean, like 9am to 9pm.
*yesterday I hit a chunk of metal and popped a tire on my old car. But I got off the road and got my hysterical child and half-blind mother (dilated eyes + super sunny day) far off into the embankment without issue. The state police, AAA, and my husband rode to our rescue.
*I have fully recovered from bronchitis and was able to run two miles this morning (okay, so I walked up the one hill on today's route and at one point so I didn't choke while taking a drink)
*we have curriculum picked out for Little Man for the fall
*as overwhelming as planning college courses is (and I am planning 3), I seem to be keeping my head above water
*my mom had an eye appointment yesterday because of something odd her eye doctor noticed, but turns out it's nothing serious

Praise God.

What is He doing in your life?


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Friday, May 16, 2014

Two Months Later...

I don't really know how I miss two months at a time...

April was really busy. And kind of blah. I don't know if I was just dealing with seasonal depression issues or what. But now it's May :) And it's cold again. Oh well.

In April, Keith and I went to Cincinnati for a giant homeschool convention. It's a big corporate one. the best part was we stayed in a fancy hotel for three nights without the kiddo. So it was a nice little getaway for just the two of us. We didn't hit every session, which was nice. We managed to spend some time together just being together. Yay! I miss him, a lot, during, well, during life. Our schedule is kind of crazy, so we don't always get to spend a lot of time together, just the two of us.

For Little Man, we decided for preschool to start this fall with The Homegrown Preschooler. I had originally intended to go with something else, but on the first night, I attended one of THP's workshops, and I fell in love. Their curriculum is super easy, it's all play based, it's modeled after classical education, and I just love it. Plus, one of the ladies is an adoptive mom, and she even speaks at the Created for Care conferences (one of these days I will attend. Oh yes, one of these days...). I can't say enough good things about their philosophy, their curriculum, and their book. And the two women were just super friendly and warm and engaging. Plus, hello, transracial family. You don't see that too often in the homeschooling community "on the platform," so, yes. Love.

Let's see...

I'm still running. Actually running now. I finished couch to 5k, and was up to four miles when I was attacked by bronchitis. Traitor body. Tomorrow is supposed to be 4 1/2 miles, but I about died at 2 today, so, we'll see.

I start teaching in August. I'm reading and studying and reading and studying. I am trying not to freak out or get overwhelmed by everything. I figure if God called me to do this, He'll take care of it, right?

Right.

What's up with you?

Friday, March 21, 2014

7 QT - Spring? Edition (with "profanity")

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Theoretically "spring" has arrived here in central Indiana. Today it is supposed to be 65*, and we will be outside. Next week, another polar vortex. I would just like to say, suck it, winter.

--- 2 ---

Apparently we are the only people on earth to have not seen some movie called "Frozen," so I can't even blame the weather on Elsa? Elza? Elizabeth? I see these memes all over Facebook and Pinterest and have no idea. And there's some song? "Let it Go?" No clue. Pop culture illiterate, here.

--- 3 ---

But I did just download Justin Timberlake's "Rock Your Body" into my running playlist. So I'm only, what, twenty years behind? So my grandkids should be introducing me to today's Disney feature films...

--- 4 ---

I suck at Lent. The end.

--- 5 ---

But I have been sorta faithfully doing the couch to 5k program. I have been trying to run for a few years. Mostly I run/walk, but I want to actually run/run, so I downloaded the 5k Runner app from ClearSky (no affiliate links here, friends, and no compensation; just sharing). It has taken me a few weeks, but I have been fairly consistent and I. Love. It. Like, big pink puffy heart love it. Today, I ran 3, walked 2, ran 5, walked 2, ran 5, walked 2, ran 3 more. I mean, I did a 13 minute mile. That's nothing for some folks, but that's HUGE for me. And I'm loving it. Especially when, like today, I can run in my neighborhood and see all the cute old men out with their cute ancient dogs :)

--- 6 ---

I'm going to my first homeschooling convention next week. I'm a little afraid. I don't have a long, denim skirt, and my hair isn't quite bun-length yet. HA!!

--- 7 ---

I got a job. I will be a college instructor on Mondays, starting August 18. I will be teaching women studying women's ministry; three classes have been assigned to me: intro to ministry, influential historical women, and biblical communication. I would covet your prayers as I prepare classes and prepare to return to work. It's an incredible opportunity, and it's only one day a week. Little Man will be with his grandparents every Monday while I teach; it's like a win-win-win, but I am still struggling with feeling a bit guilty. That's all!! Have a great weekend!!!

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Monday, March 10, 2014

Time Change Woes

Time changed Saturday night. Here in central Indiana, we "spring" forward one hour for daylight savings time in the spring, and "fall" back one hour in the fall.

For an already sleep challenged child, this can spell disaster.

Saturday nights are fairly difficult as is, because Keith is home. Because Keith works nights Monday through Friday, Little Man and I have our own little nighttime routine. It's unique, it's unusual, I'm sure most people would look at it and think I'm nuts, but it works well for us. But on Saturdays, Keith is home, and he wants to do bedtime, and he wants to do it his way. So we were already going against the flow.

Then, essentially, LM was going to sleep (finally) an hour later than he should have. So, about 11:00 pm. Well, he woke up around 1:00 am with growing pains in his hips. That took about an hour to work out. Then he woke up around 6:00 wanting dry pajamas, cold milk and to cuddle with mama. He fell back to sleep about 7:00 and slept until about 9:00.

We were supposed to start a new class at church at 9:00.

Oops.

So we went to the late service, ran to buy a birthday gift, hit a drive through, went to a birthday party at a gymnastics place, and came home for a nap.

Overtired child + no Saturday nap + time change = night terror at nap. He hasn't had one of those in a long time, and this one was a doozy. Twenty minutes of sound asleep hysterical terror filled screams. Fun times.

Bedtime last night wasn't much better, but he slept through the night, until about 8:30 this morning. But then he wasn't hungry until around 11, which is normally 10, which is normally breakfast, but now it's lunch.

Got that?

So we had breakfast? Lunch? Brunch? At 11:00. Ham & cheese and leftover mashed potatoes from last night.

I wonder what the rest of the day will bring.

Oh, and as is popular on facebook today, #ihatedst.




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Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Lent

Lent begins tomorrow. I have explained before that I grew up in the Evangelical Christian church, and we don't particularly observe Lent. I think we try to focus on Christ's sacrifice year-round, and not just the forty days prior to Easter. I mean, we talk about the crucifixion and resurrection all the time; it's the whole point of our Faith. Salvation is found in the Easter message, so why only share it once a year?

Anyway...

I am, however, drawn to the ideas of Lent, but not so much the sacrifice aspect as the addition aspect. I think this year I will try a bit of both.

My goals for Lent:

1) Pray for my husband every day, and not self-serving prayers. If I have to explain that, you're probably not really married :)  I have a great husband, I really do, but I have found that lately I am not praying for him so much as I am praying for US or for him in such a way that would actually benefit me. That's sort of selfish. Okay. That's actually really selfish. So, forty days of praying just for him.

2) Lay off the screens. As in, if anyone else is awake and needs/wants/should have my attention, I am not focused on anything else. No phone, computer, television, ipad, etc. The only exceptions to that: using it for recipes in the kitchen (my ipad has become my #1 cookbook) and my daily devotional is an email and I need the email to guide my reading. But that takes like 15 minutes, and I probably shouldn't do that while the kiddo is around, anyway.

My former church is actually offering Lenten services, complete with child care, but I don't know that I can attend them. First, they are in the evenings and A) gotta get Keith out the door to work, and B) Little Man has been skipping naps and going to bed about halfway through when the services would be over. I'm not sure I can, in good conscience, attend the services and subject either him or the childcare workers to that. I mean, selfishly, sure, I would LOVE to do that. But I don't think it's the right choice.

So that's what's happening around here, hopefully, for the next forty days!! How about you?

Monday, March 3, 2014

I Missed February (aka: Four Might Kill Me)

Holy cow where has the time gone?!?!?!

February was a rotten month. I wish I could say otherwise, but it was just plain rotten. The weather was mostly cold and snowy and cold and cold and sub-zero. Keith worked insane hours. He also turned forty in there, and was not too terribly happy about it. But we did have a great party to celebrate him, and more than sixty people came out on a terribly cold and snowy day to love on my husband. That was awesome!!

But most days were filled with too much time inside, too much screen time all around, too many homemade baked goods, not enough exercise and four year old attitude.

Four might kill me.

It. Is. Constant.

The questions. The desire for knowledge. The battle between "baby me, Mama," and, "I DO IT MYSELF!!!!!!" The leaps in cognitive growth and the regression in things like potty training and sleeping through the night. The constant hunger and refusal to eat anything except corn dogs and applesauce and yogurt.

A fellow adoptive mom describes it as the rubber band theory: children want to see how far away they can stretch the boundaries of good behavior to see if you'll still love them. Once they realize you still love them, no matter what, they snap back to right next to you for cuddles.

We had a huge adoption moment last week. It turns out Little Man is desperately missing his birthmother. I understand this, but I didn't understand it at the moment. I didn't get that it was the root of some serious behavior choices for a few days. He finally said, "I want a new mommy," and, honestly, I cried. It was after a string of six hour nights (meaning six hours, max, of sleep, and not in a row) and a really rough day. I didn't get hysterical, or mad; I just quietly cried. So once I calmed down, I asked him what he meant.

He wants Mama S to be his mama.

Oh, Sweetheart.

His little four year old heart and soul and brain are trying to process his story the best that they can. It manifests itself in behavior instead of words. I had forgotten that; he had forgotten how to say, "I miss Mama S." So we had an incredibly good cuddle session where we talked about Mama S and where she is and what can we do with our feelings.

Then Little Man pretended to cut my hair and play barber shop with me for like thirty minutes. Over and over again he combed my hair and just ran his fingers through it. The rest of the night he wouldn't get more than about four feet from me. This, after a week of "Get away I do it myself" and "NO" attitude.

Parenting is hard. Adoption is hard. Life is messy. February is ALWAYS hard. But I missed you all.

What have you got???

Monday, January 27, 2014

Why Am I Surprised?

God provides. And almost every time it happens, I am surprised.

It is, yet again, -1 million degrees outside.

Okay, maybe just -20 degrees. Not counting wind chill.

But...

Both of our 15+ year old cars start.

Our furnace doesn't even hesitate.

Our pipes haven't frozen or burst.

Our house is warm(ish - we have hardwood floors over a crawlspace. My feet are a tad icy).

Keith was off for two days because his terminal was closed. Two days with family. Two days without pay. But he shot a deer in November, so we have meat in the freezer, and because I coupon and bargain shop and save, our pantry and freezer were well stocked. I could slash my grocery budget by 2/3 last week. And we still ate every meal at home. No one is hungry.

We are healthy.

 My washer and dryer still work (apparently in this kind of cold most people's quit?).

I don't have to take my son anywhere in this wicked cold weather, because he isn't enrolled in preschool or little league or karate or tumbling or anything else.

I don't care that there is yet another two hour delay or snow day...because I actually like my child and being home with him.

I received a mileage check I wasn't expecting, which helped cover Keith's two days off.

We went to the bowling alley for Little Man's birthday party, and as the woman at the counter was making me increasingly frustrated (because apparently the woman on the phone with whom I had dealt had not been entirely honest with me), the manager came over and offered me an even better deal, saving me over $50.

Which meant we got to go out to lunch the next day after church, a rare treat, and on a day I had a massive migraine and really didn't want to cook!

We have completely and 100% switched churches (as in, we placed membership last week) and God has done nothing but affirm that decision in little ways over and over and over again.

Why am I always surprised? He shows up. Every time.