Kayelynn in her baptism dress. 3 months old. I am so proud of her.

Masterpiece

We had our precious baby dedicated to the Lord on Sunday. My mom sang the song "Masterpiece" by Sandy Patti. I thought the song was so perfect that I wanted to add it here for everyone to see. I think my new mommy and mommy to be friends will be able to appreciate this. I hope everyone will.

Masterpiece

Spoken: You made my whole being. You formed me in my mothers' body. You saw my bones being formed as I took shape in my mothers' body. When I was put together there You saw my body as it was formed. I praise You because You made me in an amazing way.

Verse: Before you had a name or opened up your eyes,

Or any one could recognize your face,

You were being formed so delicate in size,

Secluded in God's safe and hidden place.

With your little tiny hands, and little

Tiny feet, and little eyes that shimmer like a pearl.

He breathed in you a song and to make it all complete

He brought the masterpiece into the world.

Chorus: You are a masterpiece,

A new creation He has formed.

And you're as soft and fresh

As a snowy, winter morn.

And I'm so glad that God has given you to me.

Little lamb of God, you are a masterpiece.

Verse: And now you're growing up, your life's a miracle.

Every time I look at you I stand in awe.

Because I see in you a reflection of me

And you'll always be my little lamb from God.

And as your life goes on each day

How I pray that you will see

Just how much your life has meant to me.

And I'm so proud of you.

What else is there to say?

Just be the masterpiece He created you to be.

Repeat Chorus

You are a masterpiece.

Spoken: All the days planned for me were written in Your book

before I was even one day old. What You have done is wonderful.

I know this very well.

i'm a goat---part 2

Thank you girls at work for talking to me during my sleepless night last night. It helped me realize something.....I didn't watch my goat long enough the other day. If I would have paid more attention I would have seen that she did go and run with her new herd but when she wanted to, she returned to her mother and her mother still accepted her. It feels good to be accepted.

i'm a goat

Here at the farm we just welcomed our first set of goat triplets. They are cute little things, little balls of fluffy fur. Trey loves them. He wants to get in the pen to play with them but their mama (Black Betty) isn't quit ready for that. She is not the most loving of goats. She had twins last spring and rejected one which we bottle fed. (that is Trey's beloved Cindy Lou) So far, Betty is caring for all three of her little ones this time. I am thankful for that. I don't need any other babies to care for right now.
Something occurred to me the other day while I was out looking at the new babies, it made me sad. Betty's older kid, Inky, was in the pen with her. Inky was hanging out, not to close to her mom and the new babies but nearby. The rest of the herd was meandering around doing goat things but not Inky. She just stayed in the pen with her mom. She kind of acted like she wanted to go with the herd but yet she wanted to stay with her mom too. It was like she sensed she didn't belong with her mom anymore but she didn't know what to do with herself.
I felt a strange connection with Inky while I watched her pace back and forth. She seemed almost uncomfortable with herself. She was the same goat she'd always been yet now she didn't seem to belong anymore. (I could be giving the goat too much credit but it works with my story)
My point is that sometimes I don't know where I belong anymore. I miss my friends I used to work with but because I don't work with them any more I feel like I've fallen out of the loop. I miss some of my other friends too. But its hard to do the things I used to do with my friends when I have my kids with me. I miss my husband too. He still works long hours alot and when we are home together we spend most of our time herding children then fall asleep from exhaustion. Things feel different now that I'm a full time mommy. Don't take me the wrong way. I love being with my kids. But sometimes I feel like that goat, just standing on the outside looking in not sure which herd I belong to. I know other people probably feel this way too but I just want to find my herd......

Toddlers are amazing (when they are not being annoying). Trey is really developing an imagination. The other day he was running thru the house pretending to be a super hero. He was saying things like "to the rescue!" and "I'll safe ewe!" (that translates to I'll save you in Trey talk). Kayelynn had quite the dirty diaper and Trey felt he needed to assist me defeat the pile of poo. In the middle of the diaper change, Trey looks at me with his very thoughtful look and he says "Mommy....sister has super phew wee poopy power". I had to agree. : )

To My Mom

Mom,
I have always loved you and admired you. But just a few moments ago, as I wiped Trey's poopy butt and then cleaned out his little potty chair, I loved you and admired you just a little more. Thank you mom for all you do for me now. But, thank you also for all those things you did for me way back when that I never said thank you for.

Wow, Holidays...

Well, Christmas has come and gone and so has the new year. For me it is all a big blur. I understand now why my mom always seemed so worn out after the holidays.
Our holiday fun started the day before Christmas Eve. Trey had not pooped for 14 days so we consulted our doctor who suggested we take him in for an xray to make sure there were no blockages. As we were walking out the door to the hospital, he chooses then to poop his pants. We took him for the xray anyway and all was well. We have had to start a very methodical potty routine but things are starting to get better.
We had four Christmases between my family and Rex's, five if you count when Santa came to our house. I wasn't sure if Santa would come to our house this year because Trey would not put out milk and cookies for him. I tried to explain that this is what Santa expected but Trey wanted to eat Santa's cookies and then he informed me that Santa did not like milk. Oh well, maybe next year.
We(me and the kids) spent the New Year alone, Rex had to work at the ER the 31st and 1st. So, that was not alot of fun but there's really not much we could have done with the kids. I could tell other stories but it will have to wait because Trey is tearing the house down around me as I type this. I hope everyone had happy holidays and feels optimistic for the new year. I know I'm trying to be.