There Will Come a Day

The other day I was at the grocery store with Truman. He kept stopping to draw pictures of different things in his journal. An old man came by on his little scooter and commented on how precious Truman's "record keeping" was. I sighed a labored sigh and shot back a remark about how it takes ten times longer to get anything done with him in tow. He just smiled and told me to remember these days when his drawings are hanging in an art museum 20 years from now.

That night, I couldn't stop thinking about his comment and all the cliches that go along with it. Seize the Day, Enjoy the Moment, Be Content, you could fill in a million other similar phrases here. Even though I've heard them all many times before, as a mom I've had trouble living by them lately.

I started to think.....There Will Come A Day.

When I'm tired of reading the same books over and over, I remind myself that some day, he will read on his own, and he won't need me.

When I'm frustrated that he has to be near me every single second, I remind myself that some day he will shut his door in the name of privacy.

When he's pressed up so close against me at nap time that I wake up sweaty and falling off the bed, I remind myself that some day he will be embarrassed to even hug me.

When he wants to go everywhere I go, I remind myself that some day I'll have to remind him to come home and enforce a curfew.

When I'm struggling to get him to eat his dinner, I remind myself that some day, he will eat me out of house an home!

When I'm rushing to get him out the door on time, I remind myself that some day, he will drive himself anywhere he needs to go.

And when I get tired of being needed every second, I remind myself that some day another girl will take my place as the leading lady in his life.


So today I vow, to live for the moment and enjoy my little man to the fullest!

It's been forever...

It's been forever since I've posted. Mostly because somehow my blog became public to people I never intended to see it.
Anyway, tonight I'm thinking about all we've been through. I decided about a week ago to go ahead and enroll Tru in preschool two mornings a week...two mornings that I won't be there with him. This is HUGE for me. For almost two years he's only been with my mom if I wasn't nearby. I would take him to Awanas, but I'd sit in the foyer. I'd take him to art class, but read a book in the lobby. You get the picture. But on Tuesday, I will drop off my son and leave him in someone else's care and drive away. At least that's the plan. I'm sure he'll be fine. Me, on the other hand? Well, I'm not sure.

Mom

That's what he calls me now...just mom. It started about a week ago, and I have yet to figure out what spurred it on, but it makes me sad. Giving up mama for mommy was difficult, but I thought I'd at least get mommy for a few more years. Isn't this too soon for just plain old "mom"?

Father's Day

I'm so glad my son has a great daddy!

(And I'm pretty lucky to have a great one myself!)

A Poem I like

"The Oak Tree
by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr

A mighty wind blew night and day
It stole the oak tree's leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark
But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke.
How can you still be standing Oak?
The oak tree said, I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf away
Shake my limbs, and make me sway
But I have roots stretched in the earth
Growing stronger since my birth
You'll never touch them, for you see
They are the deepest part of me
Until today, I wasn't sure
Of just how much I could endure
But now I've found, with thanks to you
I'm stronger than I ever knew."

San Diego

My mom, Truman, and I went to San Diego for five glorious days. None of us had ever been, and we were all pleasantly surprised. It was a wonderful trip. The weather there is amazing -sunny and in the 70's year round -no bugs, very little wind. I could get used to it -EASILY! We went to Sea World, the zoo, La Jolla, and spent a day at the resort playing in the pool and on the beach. I was even able to meet up with a good friend and her son. The boys had a blast together. Now, Tru refers to things around here in San Diego terms "It's San Diego weather today." "That's a San Diego sunset!" It's so sweet.

8 years (and a few days)

Once again, I am behind schedule. James and I celebrated 8 years of marriage on May 10th (also Mother's Day). I haven't been able to update the blog because we were out of electricity for 3 days, without cable and internet for even longer, and then my computer crashed. So here I sit FINALLY on my computer (with new hard drive) to tell you about the past 8 years (and a few days).

James and I agreed to meet at a church in Bartlesville, OK on a Thursday night after work to get married. We had only dated a few months and decided that if we both actually showed up, we would get married. He was responsible for bringing two witnesses with him.

I came home from work, took a short nap, and headed to the church. I realized on the way that I didn't have any film for my camera, so I had to stop at a convenience store to pick some up. This made me late, which in turn, made James nervous that I wasn't showing up!

I'm so glad I showed up! Even though the past eight years have been full of more than any couple should have to endure in a lifetime of marriage, we've made it through, and we are stronger for it. We've lost jobs, pregnancies, and almost our son, but in the end, we've held tightly to each other and all three of us have come out survivors! We've gained a son, a lot of insight, faith, and a few pounds in 8 years. May the blessings keep coming!

If you read this James, I love you, and I'm so glad we "took that ride into town".