Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Stepping out

sometimes we step out into the new out of fear
sometimes we step out into the new into faith

sometimes the paths cross and when we step into something new in faith-fear tags along.

i wish i could say i was never fearful. 
even in knowing God is in control and loves me, i still get fearful. 

we did some stepping this week. 

we stepped out of daycare. 
completely. 

we're stepping into the unknown.  daycare has been part of our lives since, well, since there was ever a kid in our lives. 

i was feeling confident this morning when i posted the following face book status: 

how do I know God changes us? He took a scared girl who avoided conflict at all cost and blessed her with two special little boys; changing her into the conflict facing queen. And gives her strength everyday to do it again.

stepping out in faith to say "no thank you" to daycare came with conflict, fear and many tears.   

as the day wore on, conflicts grew. and we were more sure than before we were making the right choice. 

our kids deserve more

more than the reputation of being a "social services kid"
more than the assumption that one bad choice means always a bad choice
more than the silly toddler diploma because they forgot to order my son the same one all the other kids got (i'm not bitter, just sayin')

they deserve to have a voice
to be heard
to get the benefit of the doubt 
to be cared for by somebody who cares about them enough to invest attention and time, cares about the little people looking up to them more than the paycheck
they deserve truth- given and received

they deserve us. 
mommy and daddy.
and by faith, they're getting more of us.

we have some details to work out, but i'm thankful that rex's job has flexibility allowing him to be home when the kids get out of school. thankful for a sister who has our back. 

thankful that even in conflict, good things come.

thankful that faith is stronger than fear.

Later y'all!

Friday, November 25, 2011

Five Minute Friday: Grateful


Grateful for a man that loves me still, and shares his name with me.  Grateful for a weekend with Keith & Angie, who I go way too long between hugs with.  Grateful for Daddy's and Mommas- mine and his.  Grateful for turkey in the fridge and pie on the counter.  Grateful for football in the front yard.  Grateful for Kristen's drop in hug and Phillip laying on my couch.  Grateful for Nae.  Grateful for my bff's, sitting by the fire and laughing together- nothing special, just enjoying life.  Grateful for silly newspaper ads and the hours of entertainment they little people.  Grateful for Kara.  Grateful for my boys that keep me on my toes, and on my knees.  Grateful for my God Daddy who despite of me, continues to bless me. 

Every Friday I join Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday prompts. It’s an opportunity for us to stop, drop, and write. We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.
Click on the link above to enjoy and be encouraged by other bloggers own 5 minutes of freedom. Any of us would love to hear from you so feel free to leave a comment today. Thanks for coming by!



Happy Friday y'all, I'm off to the mall!

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thankful Allen Style- Thanksgiving 2011

We have been so busy the last couple of weeks, it seems crazy to say we slowed down yesterday to get ready for a double-digit Thanksgiving dinner today.  As traditions change for the Allen family, the new gathering place for turkey dinner is our house.  We look forward to having the people we love fill our house.  We don't mind the cleaning, cooking, moving of tables and chairs, late night preparations and early morning cooking.  The noise of multiple generations talking, singing, loving, eating and playing together is a sound I treasure. I'll never get tired of the Allen brothers guitar playing and song singing.  Phone calls to and from family and friends that can't be here add to the joy of the day, and the drop-in family and friends who can come from noon to night- all is a blessing and I am thankful. 


Ideas for Santa

Shayne and Brian

Allen Brothers playing and singing (Elijah joined in)
Grandma Allen, Rex's mom- helping me cook

Isaiah and his Daddy

Elijah and me

Talking 'round the dinner table,
Grandma Allen, Wayne Jr, Brenda, Dale and Frankie
Frankie, Anna the Birthday Girl, and Olivia
Wanda and Brenda

Vicky and Wayne enjoying the music


Turkey is over-rated.  It's time together, traditions and the memory making that it's all about. 

What are your family traditions?  Leave me a comment and let me know how you celebrate the day.  I'd love to hear from you.

Happy Thanksgiving y'all!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Five Minute Friday: Unexpected

"Thank You for yesterday Mr. John" I said as I scooted my boys onto the bus. 


The day before, Isaiah had a bit of a
death grip on mommy as the tears flowed begging not to have to get on the bus
kind of morning. 


After our meeting victory with the school over the before mentioned bus incident, this made my heart anxious.  But, Mr. John had been kind, and gentle and talked my baby onto the bus. 

So, as I was finished my thank you and he began to put the bus in park and make his way down the steps and onto my driveway, I expected to hear that things had gone wrong somewhere during the 4 minute ride to school. 

Have you ever been to Mabry's Mill?  he asked.  I was a little shocked by the question.  What does this have to do with the small bus? 

After answering his question, he began to tell me that his family has a farm there, and he wanted to invite Rex and me to come, bring the boys and spend a Saturday with them soon.  He told me about all the things our "high energy" boys could do.  Things like ride tractors, feed cows, fish and as he was talking I got lost.  I can't remember all the energy zapping animal loving fall inhaling things he was describing to me.  I was doing a happy dance in my head.  Could it be, that this man actually cares about my boys.  Cares enough to cross the lines between small bus driver and host.  Cares enough to invest in their lives, outside #15?


What a wonderful unexpected surprise.



Every Friday I join Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday prompts. It’s an opportunity for us to stop, drop, and write. We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.
Why don't you join us? Click on the link above to read and be encouraged by what others have to share in their own 5 minutes of freedom. Any of us would love to hear from you so feel free to leave a comment today. Thanks for coming by!

Happy Friday y'all!
May your weekend be full of the unexpected

Thursday, November 10, 2011

More than One Way to Exercise

We joined the gym a couple months ago.  I need to loose post-hysterectomy weight gain. 
 I'm not bitter.
The plan was to take our guys and let them play XBox 360 in the childcare area while we worked out. Since my friend Vertigo is still standing by me faithfully, I have not been real enthusiastic about moving around a gym.    
Add to that the real life puzzle of schedules, I confess we hadn't actually walked in the place since paying our fees.  Getting more eager to get there and get busy, after the last few weeks of exhausting dealings with the school (note- the absence of blogging time) I was afraid that should my guys have an off day while there, the Botetourt Athletic Club (BAC) might ask me not to bring my boys back. 

 The same stressful weeks had me thinking some time in the steam room would be good mental therapy so I finally got my nerve up and took my guys to the gym.

I dropped the eager beavers off and headed to the pool.  I figure swimming is the the safest thing to do, and I do love it.  Warned against underwater flips, which is not as much fun but necessary in order to maintain a sense of balance out of the water, I was ready. 

I kept noticing, posted all over the gym signs about being the first to swim 100 miles by December.

  Hmmmm.  Yes, it started in September, but I was only a couple months behind so I was feeling confident I could catch up, if not win the prize.

I jumped in the pool and started swimming.  2 laps, 3 laps.  Cardio- check yep, heart racing.  4 laps.  6 laps.  Piece of cake. 
It was about now, I realized I had no idea how many laps equaled 1 mile.  I was sure I was getting close, so I made the mistake of asking the pool guy the question.

How many laps is a mile, I cheerfully asked.
I think 70, let me check. 

70!

Oh, it's 35 he replied- down and back.

WHAT?

I was at 3.  
I reassessed.

A worthy goal, I decided would be about 10, or 5. This is so confusing. 

Janice H. you were my inspiration, so I kept going. 

My heart pounding and head swimming, I proudly finished up the day with 4 round trip laps, that's 8 lengths of the pool, and headed to the steam room.  

 I obviously won't be finishing the 100 mile challenge. Who needs a prize, it's probably some silly gym bag or water bottle anyway.



 
This exercise, I have mastered.


And, in case you are wondering- my boys loved playing the games and keep asking when we can go back.  At least so far, the BAC is happy to have them.
Happy Thursday y'all!

Friday, November 4, 2011

Five Minute Friday: Remember

Go.

Halloween night, 2011.  I was standing in my kitchen with our best friends, trying to get the kids in from trick-or-treating and back out again to visit Meemaw.  Teri asked me, do you remember when Shayne was little like this?  My instant response "yes, and I thought those days were hard." 

Shayne was wide open from the first cry.  Crawling at 5 months, walking at 9 1/2 months.  He feared nothing.  Took every "obstacle" as a challenge and as I remember, he conquered them all.  He rarely cried.  He rarely slept.  He hated the sun in his eyes.  He loved Gerber spinach...ewww.  He disliked confinement.   He loved Barney and Sesame Street Firehouse.  Strong-willed- for sure.

Remembering those days brings me much joy.





I also remember thinking I was ready to be a mommy and nothing could stop me.  I remember waiting for years to be his mommy, and thinking I'd be perfect when he finally arrived.   I remember learning I wasn't. I remember learning I didn't have to be.  


I remember that all things that I am not, or cannot be to him, God is! 



Every Friday I join Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday prompts. It’s an opportunity for us to stop, drop, and write.  We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.
Why don't you join us?  Click on the link above to read and be encouraged by what others have to share in their own 5 minutes of freedom. Any of us would love to hear from you so feel free to leave a comment today. Thanks for coming by!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Halloween 2011














Happy Halloween 2011!

Date Night # A lot...

For about a year now, Tuesday night has become precious, guarded and a very scheduled date night for us.  We learned the hard way that we have to get away and focus on each other, even when the demands of our kids tempt us otherwise.  Many nights, we have dinner and end up running errands, and discussing serious stuff.  Probably not the best use of time alone, but it works for us.  Every once in a while we sneak in a visit with family or friends that we miss having uninterrupted conversations with.

After dinner at canes & walkers (K&W).  We ran into Brad, Missy & Olivia and had a great catch up chat.  Then we stopped by NTelos to have my phone replaced.  That's when it got silly.  








Who says big people, old people mommies & daddy's can't have fun too?  I still adore this man!

 Mom Idea to share:  while we were playing we got some great deals on costumes, hats, wigs and miscellaneous accessories for Santa.  He'll be bringing an "Imagination Station" (dress up box) for one of the boys' Christmas presents! 


Happy Tuesday Y'all!
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