Saturday, March 16, 2013

spring ...

Spring has sprung in The Leverett House and I couldn't be more happy!

Even though we had a very mild winter, the brood and I have anxiously awaited the blue bird skies, warm sun and late sunsets!

As I type this, I'm sitting in my front yard, with my hiney and feet resting in the chipped red plastic lawn chairs left over from my college years.

Please ignore the neon white legs!

The kids are enjoying a pretzel and gold fish picnic on an old oak tree stump.



Sissy is sprawled out next to the picnic action patiently waiting for some table scraps.



Our front yard is littlered with a bike, big wheel, several pairs of muddied shoes, a soccer ball, a cabbage patch doll, some socks and leg warmers.
Even the dolls at our house don't wear clothes!

bh  hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhbb            
(and the Doodle Bug is helping me write this)



It is days like that that I look around and am filled with gratitude for the blessings in my life!

Dear Lord,
Thank you for the beautiful warm weather as it warms my body and soul!
Thank you for the allowing my family to experience another amazing day!
And thank you for the perfect setting for a lazy Saturday pretzel and goldfish picnic!
 
And ... please keep my crazy husband safe as he experiences his newest adventure today ... riding a motorcycle!
Amen

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Morning Mama Win ... Pancake Windmill

Date:  Monday, March 4, 2013, 6:42 AM

Location:  The (still bitchen') kitchen in the Leverett house.

Scene of the Incident:  It was a typical morning in the Leverett kitchen ... the Boy is camped out, half asleep in his soaked pull-up, watching the morning news; the Girl is "helping" Mama make a nutritious breakfast feast to enjoy before the day begins. 

Mama gives the Girl her frozen "pake" to snack on while the other pancakes take their spin in the microwave for 55 seconds.  During the 55 seconds, Mama pours Katie a sippy of milk and Nathan a cup of OJ and takes the first sip of her coffee (which is cold from sitting untouched for 50 minutes).  As Mama pulls the steaming pancakes from the microwave, Katie pretends the apple cutter left out from last night's dinner prep is a steering wheel (I know ... good job at letting my child play with a sharp kitchen device).  Mama says "Katie, ouchie!  ouchie!  The apple cutter can cut you ... let's not play with it please."  So Katie then sets the apple cutter on top of her nibbled frozen "pake" and Mama has a (very rare) moment of genius!

The apple cutter is the exact same size as the pancakes! 

(cue the choir of angels singing from heaven)

Now the Stink-o-potamuses can have Windmill Pancakes, Flower Pancakes or any other Triangular-Shaped-Pancakes!  Score one for Mama!!  Breakfast just got way more fun and approximately 1:47.3 minutes was cut from the morning routine!


Steaming, fresh, frozen pancakes!

Katie demonstrating on her frozen "pake"

Mama demonstrating as well.

Pancake Windmill!


SUH-WEET!

And I think only parents with children will understand the enormity of this situation ... it REALLY is the little things in life that make us the most happy!

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Two stress relievers ...

I’ve come to understand that life is a very stressful occupation; you cannot give your two weeks when you get burned out and need a change of pace.  You cannot take a vacation from life.

As a result, it is a mission of mine to alleviate as much of the unnecessary stresses in life as possible.

I have my husband to help bear (and sometimes contribute to) the burden and stress of domesticated life ... but I don't have a partner at my paying job.**

Whenever I feel overwhelmed at my day job and want to strangle the sender of an insanely ridiculous e-mailed request, I breathe and look at my computer.  I have two “reality checks” taped right under my monitor which recenter my mind.  (And no, I don’t mean my two stinky-poos that I gave birth to!)  I am referring to a fortune  I received at the height of my postpartum depression and the Serenity Prayer.


The source of repose and relaxation is physically attached to one of the sources of my day-to-day frustration ... I feel it's rather poetic!


The Fortune:
No need to worry!  You will always have everything that you need.
These words hold so much comfort to me when I feel troubled … it’s as if I receive a big bear hug of peace when I need it.  I am not a believer in fortune cookies or any mystical mumbo-jumbo, but I do believe that I need to keep my eyes open to the messages given to me.  When I opened this fortune cookie, I was emotionally and physically experiencing the toughest journey of my life.  Reading these words helped to pull me from the darkness in my soul.  And I revisit this message at least once a day.  

The Serenity Prayer:
God Grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The Courage to change the things I can,
And the Wisdom to know the difference.
Most people know this as the prayer for those struggling with addiction ... but this prayer can benefit anyone who faces a challenge in their lives.  An easy translation to this prayer is: Give me the ability to know when to surrender and when to persevere.  For anyone that knows me, knows this prayer is very special to me and dear to my heart.  My family struggled (and still struggles) with addiction in many forms for many generations so I was born knowing this prayer.  I never took the time to understand it until I was in high school when I had a difficult journey to make and the prayer finally clicked.  Ever since then, I carry this prayer with me and lean on it for strength and courage whenever I feel weak.

My message is:
It is not good or healthy to live life full of stress ... no one deserves it.  If you find yourself struggling with stress, try to find the source either physically or metaphorically attach your "reality check" to that stress.  I hope it helps you as much as it has helped me over the years.

**P.S.  Don't confuse this as me saying I work with poopy people!  I love my co-workers but no one can do exactly what I do every single day.