It's hard to believe that it has already been 5 months since the State of Texas finally legalized our sweet little family. Time flies! We have had a busy Spring and now Summer. It has been wild and fun and tiring and exhilarating and I'm sure dozens of other words I can't even think of right now. But to just put it in one word it has been surreal.
Sometimes I still catch myself looking at these little people in the back of my suv and thinking "I can't believe they're mine!" But, they are and I'm so very thankful they are!
We have been working on remodeling our home. Riley now has a new room and a bigger closet than me (that's gonna change lol) And I have a much nicer, much more functional kitchen. AND A PANTRY!!! haha It's the little things, right? I don't know what in the world I would do without it I promise you that. It doesn't take long to fill it up and then empty it again when you're feeding 5 people! I should be used to that...this is exactly the size family I grew up in with the same amount of boys and girls. Except, my parents had a break between their two girls...a 5 year break. We have 13 months! So, I'm sure that teenage years will require lots of prayer and probably lots of medication for me. lol! They are sweet littles but I know that the time will come when I won't be their favorite person and that's okay because it will mean I'm doing something right. Then, once again they will love me as they get older and realize I'm not as dumb as they thought. I know this because...well, my parents are a lot smarter than they were when I was in high school ;)
We are getting ready for Riley to start school this Fall. Well, I'm trying to get ready. Because I know it is going to take a whole lot of preparation for me to let my little boy go to school. I have tears streaming down my cheeks now just thinking about it. Most people have 5 years to prepare for this. I didn't....so yeah, it's gonna be tough. But, I'm going to put my brave mommy mask on for him that day and we will make it just fine.
Ramsey is turning into a little mess. She has all these little sayings she has picked up from different people in our family that she will spit out and it always cracks me up. I don't know what to say when she looks at me with her hand on her hip and says, "Mama, I think we have a probwem." lol Then when I do laugh she says "Mommy it is NOT a JOKE!" My word I don't know where she comes up with this stuff. She is so funny and such a mess.
Roxi is full of sass and is very much a middle child. She doesn't like anyone else getting more attention than her. Needless to say, she's well aquainted with the time out corner because of that one. She loves all things pink but she loves to play rough and rowdy too. I am planning on signing her up for gymnastics this Fall. She will enjoy that and I think she is built for it. She loves to snuggle with her mommy and she is a daddy's girl through and through. That makes my heart happy. I used to tell Jacob that I hoped we had a girl some day so that he could understand the bond that a father and a daughter have. There's nothing like it. I couldn't ever make him understand how much I loved my daddy and how I've always felt like if he was behind me I could conquer the world. Now he knows...he sees it in her eyes. And so do I. It's precious and it fills me up to overflowing with love and gratitude.
God is just so so good.
Jacob was laid off from his job and it was pretty earth shattering. But, I'm not afraid. I know we will be okay. The scripture says do not be afraid over 300 times. I think I'll listen to that. It has never lead me wrong. So, we are waiting on God to show us what's next. One thing we've learned throughout our 6 years together is that we don't really need to make plans...we just need to trust Him. Lord knows, I KNOW that. But it's not always easy to just accept that. I'm reminded daily, though, that I'm not in control of anything and to just sit down and shut up. ;) I'll try, Lord. I promise I'll try.
Riley played tball in the spring. That was fun and exhausting at the same time. I'm too competitive to have a half-in coach. So, next year will be different. I know who's team I don't want him on. It's not about winning, although that is always a bonus. But, this is where they learn the fundamentals. And, when you don't have practices, the boys don't learn what it means to be disciplined and to work together as a team. They just show up for games and run around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off. It's just plain crazy and I'm not wired to sit by and just be okay with that. haha! I don't like "participation trophies" My brother grew up working his butt off playing ball and they knew that they better or there would be no trophy. And, believe me, none of the three of us (me or the twins) wanted any part of any kind of ribbons unless they were blue. You're either first or you lost. That's it Nothing in between lol. Riley blood....it runs deep.
We are going on a little trip in a couple of weeks and I just feel like a kid waiting for Christmas to get here. I cannot wait! We are going to see my childhood friends and stay with them for a few days and I am so flippin excited! This morning I woke myself up crying this morning...I had the most vivid dream and it was awful and I just couldn't shake it. My mom and sister and the boys are down there right now so I called her and she assured me everything was okay. I hate dreams like that. It's left me shaken up all day. Not sure why those kind of dreams happen but they are NOT COOL.
We are slowly trying to get this house back in order and still work on it at the same time. I have half of our fireplace painted and 3/4 of the kitchen floor done. lol This week we are going to finish all of the half done projects. That's my goal. Finish shiplap,Finish Fireplace. Finish floor. Finish garage, Finish kids bath. Then we can start the next 3 projects....girls rooms and the living room. :) Fun stuff.
I hope you all have a wonderful Summer. I'll be back sooner than later hopefully.
Until then, I'll just be busy being a mommy :)
And loving every minute of it.
Love,
Lori
