tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76510206650410285222024-03-12T22:41:03.956-07:00 KEEPING UP WITH THE JONES'"The reason why we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else's highlight reel"
~Steve Furtick~Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-28645489947058409862018-09-27T00:07:00.000-07:002018-09-27T00:07:10.695-07:00Where Has The Time Gone?Oh my gosh! So here we are at the end of September 2018 and my last post was in April 2016. Just a few days before my youngest baby was born. <br />
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I have ignored my blog, trying to keep up with it was hard and life has been crazy busy. Lately I have been trying to "find my self" again. My kids are close in age so I do not have much time for me any more and I decided enough is enough. I need to do things for myself. <br />
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Jeff and I are now taking an adult tap class together, the older girls are taking dance classes and the littles are busy being littles. My 4 year old daughter is following in the footsteps of her older sisters and is trying to read. I decided that I will have her reading and writing before she starts kindergarten. My boys are very boy, they love the dirt, they love rough housing, they love being boy. But having older sisters comes with them also loving to have their make up done, nails painted, and playing with baby dolls. <br />
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I am hoping to return to blogging as a way to journal who I am, and where I am going. Lets see if I can keep with it better this time round. This Blog will be more about my crafting and my 2nd blog will be more about the joys of have 5 kids in a short span of time and trying to be real about my daily struggles and the daily chaos that I experience with the moments of joy that make it all worth it.<br />
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Holy Schmoly where is this year going? I was hoping to have a few counted cross stitches done, as well as a few quilts and some other "old" projects........BUT......It is now half way through April and not much to show for it!</div>
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I have 2 ORT Jars now as I seem to spend a lot of time in my van waiting for my kids to get out dance class. So I have a traveling ORT Jar and an at home ORT Jar.</div>
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I have been posting my progress stitching pictures on my Instagram and it has been fun. I have had a lot of motivation from fellow Instagramers (is that a word). I love seeing what people are working on, their progress, and how they organize their supplies. HOWEVER, I have seen a lot of patterns that I MUST HAVE....ok not really, but yeah I gotta have them.</div>
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Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-69288551251892393452016-02-19T12:07:00.000-08:002016-02-19T12:07:18.743-08:00Am I Broken?I sure hope not! <br />
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I know that I am not supposed to compare myself to others, I know I am not supposed to listen to the thoughts that Satan puts in my head, I know that right now my most important job is to raise my family and set an example for my kids of a loving home and how a marriage is supposed to work, but why do I feel so lost? Why do I feel so overwhelmed? Why does I feel like my efforts are not making a difference? Why is it that I loose my temper at the drop of a hat?<br />
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I know I am not the only one that feels this way, some days that brings me great comfort. Some days I sigh a big sigh of relief because I see other moms with kids my age look overwhelmed and are frustrated with their station in life, with the state of their house, with the final NO comes out as a yell and kids sulk away and pout and say things like "your the worst mom EVER"!<br />
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HOWEVER, other days there is no comfort in those, I find no comfort when someone else's house looks like an atomic bomb went off, or when their kids had cold cereal for the 3rd night in a row for dinner, or that they are having to dig through hampers of clean clothes to find a pair socks. <br />
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Everyday I wake thinking, today is going to be different, today I am going to get my kitchen cleaned, including scrubbing the floors, today is the day that ALL my laundry will be washed folded and put away, today is the day.........(insert whatever project, goal, task that needs to be done). However, by the time the babies lay down for their nap and I focus on a few things, like getting things ready for taxes, and the babies wake up than its time for lunch, shortly after the big kids are home from school, than it is dinner time, and than the house falls apart with whiny kids, screaming, mom it's not fair........I throw my hands up and think. Did I get anything done other than breaking up yet another yelling fight between kids, or comfort the crawler that just got whacked in the head again with a toy by the toddler.....Why do I even try? <br />
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I know I am not broken, but more often than not I feel broken, I feel lost, I feel that my efforts do not amount to anything, I feel like I am setting a bad example for my girls, I feel like I am loosing the battle, I feel all alone!Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-7415031845586139412016-02-12T21:27:00.000-08:002016-02-12T21:27:06.150-08:00February ORTWell, I took the picture on time and posted it to my Instagram account, but for some reason I am late posting it here......4 kids and a crazy week have nothing to do with it.........but here it is. I have been working on 7 or 8 different stichings and normally I like to post my progress too....but not this month.<br />
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So I have been cleaning out my extra floss as well as organizing floss for projects. I have a gallon size bag of the extra left over floss from projects and from people giving me floss. It's insane and I am trying to figure out what to do with it all.....any ideas?<br />
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If you are wondering what a TUSAL and ORT's are follow this link and to learn about it and join the fun. <a href="http://itsdaffycat.blogspot.com/">http://itsdaffycat.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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Last year I took some time off from participating, life got the best of me, but this year I am determined to get a few stitchings crossed off my list. So here is to the first month!!!</div>
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Here is my progress on a project that I am hoping to have finished soon!Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-57251892185137677092015-12-21T00:29:00.001-08:002015-12-21T00:29:57.837-08:00PROJECTSI continue to make progress. It might appear to be slow going, but it's coming along pretty quick! I am excited to get this finished!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4tPae38xBR29gUdTwioykkr7d04SR-xKSoruHHeUJP5WlZAvduwzI8GNG4owb946Fyg00SNP8yRXAtBtZpgtGJ9N0PDkN0jxMemVcUvjtPHFGlmvOWA0bXtJnywFFvZ9t37ujUtCHZR89/s640/blogger-image-719060473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4tPae38xBR29gUdTwioykkr7d04SR-xKSoruHHeUJP5WlZAvduwzI8GNG4owb946Fyg00SNP8yRXAtBtZpgtGJ9N0PDkN0jxMemVcUvjtPHFGlmvOWA0bXtJnywFFvZ9t37ujUtCHZR89/s640/blogger-image-719060473.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I have also been working on making my house feel less like a rental and more like a home...that too is slow going. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrRKrNIvjUcUQ_omS7dk3vEQtici3lVemEYMdFt9HmkdEF6YNkEgts43kWFO8iDLHWNV6vpIZYyx7UnRHKctWkc8aUI_NErVRQhsbMjUSw7bU7_p_LYB7ryE1nmwOeoo_rMQjVY1e1ZuV/s640/blogger-image-2024464596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrRKrNIvjUcUQ_omS7dk3vEQtici3lVemEYMdFt9HmkdEF6YNkEgts43kWFO8iDLHWNV6vpIZYyx7UnRHKctWkc8aUI_NErVRQhsbMjUSw7bU7_p_LYB7ryE1nmwOeoo_rMQjVY1e1ZuV/s640/blogger-image-2024464596.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">But I have decided to take a big empty wall in my dining room and make a J wall. I got the idea from a friend who collects the letter T (it's what her last name starts with) and I loved it. I hope as I add J's I will feel like we are in a home and not a house.</div><br></div><br></div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-42074243069143500842015-11-26T16:16:00.001-08:002015-11-26T16:16:34.829-08:00FINISHED!!!!After working hard, and trying to get it done I finished it!!!! Oh happy day!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2esF9x3hpvILpylf-pWp7HVE_cktw_IDRl2zY56i2JW1Xus5iTSOpXcx8gs5rtquH4AoOvbLY0VYzG0vms8iTWA0s-m1TwjhwldugIBgSHfAYDLmoUp2380ONPpgMkvHDsf9SJCEHPIo7/s640/blogger-image--436004107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2esF9x3hpvILpylf-pWp7HVE_cktw_IDRl2zY56i2JW1Xus5iTSOpXcx8gs5rtquH4AoOvbLY0VYzG0vms8iTWA0s-m1TwjhwldugIBgSHfAYDLmoUp2380ONPpgMkvHDsf9SJCEHPIo7/s640/blogger-image--436004107.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Not the best picture ever, but I am excited it is finished! Another project crossed off my list!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">With ever finished project I feel a weight lifting of my shoulders!</div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-48364000638176061382015-11-12T20:43:00.001-08:002015-11-12T20:43:15.859-08:00TYPE A.........<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I learned many years ago that I am not a type A personality........In fact I am the farthest thing away from being type A that is makes me mad. I am sloppy, messy, disorganized, no schedule for anything, spare of the moment kind of thing. For example at 5:30 pm I think, "oh wow it's 5:30 maybe I should figure out something for dinner." It is not healthy, it is frustrating because not only do I hate cooking, I am not good at it, so usually while babies are crying for dinner the girls are fighting me with doing homework or being helpful, I am trying to figure something out. Once dinner is on the table I usually get looks and comments of how gross it is or that only 5 bites will be eaten.......</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Oh my desk....you mean the piece of wood holding my computer and piles of paper that "I will get to when kids go to bed" Or what about the laundry...I think that basket is clean...or wait was that the dirty basket? Or my mounds of projects I have started and one day maybe one day I will finish.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When I was younger this did not bother me, but now with 4 kids and a crazy house not having a routine, or a clean home, it is stressful and I am teaching my kids bad habits that I cannot stand in myself...and to see them picking them up.....ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So to my type A super organized have a plan and a schedule and are ready to tackle the world....I am envious.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was talking to my mom the other day and I was venting to her about no matter what I do, how hard I try, what great idea I put into place to help I cannot get on top of it. I was so proud of myself. I cleaned out the babies closet and drawers and vacuumed and cleaned, than I moved onto the older girls room. I was feeling really good about myself! I went to the toy room which also serves as the sewing room, hang out room, pretty much where we live room and looked around and started that room. Filled up a box to give to charity of stuff and made a lot of progress. I was vacuuming everyday as we have 2 dogs, live in the desert and have a crawler. Than 2 days went by where we were just not home and busy and everything else happened, and all 3 rooms looked like a tornado followed by a bomb went off. WHAT....ARE YOU JOKING? WHAT HAPPENED?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I am so exhausted of the constant trying to catch up and get on top of...that I have given up. I get on top of it in one area and lose control someplace else than while trying to stay on top of that area and than get a handle on the disaster some place else I feel like I am running circles. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I am now in love with the phrase "less is more", but as I have been clearing out and downsizing I am realizing how much more I have to go...at what point do I get to enjoy the "less is more" phase? </span></div>
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So back to my question sometimes I feel like I need a blog for the daily things, the things we did, silly things my kids say or do, how hard mommy hood is, etc. I need a blog about church and hints we discussed and my thoughts about Sunday lessons or venting about why did I come to church today. But I also do a lot of counted cross stitching so it would be nice to have a blog that focuses on my progress or completed projects. But if I do one for counted cross stitching than I need in for my quilts and crochet....but what about my general sewing, you know skirts, dresses, pillow cases, bags, things like that, should that be its own blog? <br />
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Looking at how much she is grown this time has gone fast, but at the end of the day when I look around and see that my house is a disaster, my sink full of dishes, baskets for clothes that I am not sure if they are clean or dirty, sticky floors, I lost my temper with one of the children, I became overwhelmed by noise, look at the bank and see we are still broke. I wonder is parenthood really worth it? </div>
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I fantasize what my life would be like if it were just Jeff and I. Would I be working? Would we have a lot more money? Would we be out of debt? Would we have purchased a house by now? Would we be living in a loft apartment over businesses? (A dream of mine to do) Would our house be clean? This list can go on for a mile of how would my life be different? </div>
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Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-10331012956618980072015-01-22T16:21:00.001-08:002015-01-22T16:22:03.944-08:00Pet PeevesToday as I sat at my desk and was trying to get things done I realized 2 things. <div><br></div><div>1) that there are days when being an adult/parent really sucks.....like really sucks big time. Today was one of those days. Trying to make phones to take care of insurance and stuff. I ask my questions and then they say we have to transfer you just to be told that I have to do X Y Z to take care of situation A, oh and did you know you had to have form B filled out by the 15th. </div><div><br></div><div>2) I have many small pet peeves, however, one of my biggest pet peeves is being disorganized. I hate it when I go into someone's office and it is a mess and they cannot find anything. Yet that is how my home office is.......AND I HATE IT!!! But yet for some reason I cannot seem to get organized. I try and try and try and try and I just can't do it. And not just my home office, but my house in general. I know that it takes 30 seconds to clean up after lunch but yet lunch dishes are still sitting out and not getting done.....I could on and on about how disorganized I am and most people will say, your a mom it's ok, and it might be to some extent, but I have been disorganized and messy my entire life. </div><div><br></div><div>Being disorganized takes me back to point one, that getting organized and trying to be on top of it all reminds me of how much being a grown up can suck sometimes!!</div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-8010736004226480502015-01-16T16:27:00.001-08:002015-01-16T16:27:34.006-08:00A Time and a Season So there is a phrase I hate and when I say hate I mean it is like nails down a chalk board.....makes me want to shout at who said it and say SHUT UP.....raises my frustration level beyond boiling....I hate it when people tell me that there is a time and season for all things.......<div><br></div><div>However, as I gain wisdom for learning what it means to be a good mom, as my days are now filled with changing poppy diapers, getting kids on and off the bus, trying to keep a clean and organized house, and supporting my husband with his hard work to provide for the family; I am learning how true that statement is. It does not change my feelings about when people say it though.</div><div><br></div><div>When it is said I instantly look around at other moms that have kids the same age as mine, or at least close in age, my thoughts jump to "how is it they can go to the gym, have a clean house, sit i front of their of their sewing machine for hours on end, their house is amazingly decorated, look at all of the crafts they get done......but I can't". </div><div><br></div><div>After I think about that I get the gentle reminder that their circumstances, even though similar, is different than mine. I don't know what sacrifices that they have had to make to be where they are today. I don't know what their desires are, or what they wish they had time to do, maybe they look at me and say think to themselves, it's not fair that she gets to........(whatever it is they think). </div><div><br></div><div>As I learn about the sacrifices my mom has made and continues to make to be the mom that she is. I realize that part of being a good mom is giving up some of my desires and wants to put my children first and to accept the fact that time for me will be hard to come by for many years to come. I am not saying that it is a bad thing. But just another adjustment in life. Life is all about changing to become a better person, develop talents, however, it does not make it any easier to accept the fact that there is a season and time for everything.</div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-19924633189698008272014-11-19T18:38:00.001-08:002014-11-19T18:38:14.473-08:00Easy To Forget......As a mom it is natural to go through a roller coaster of emotions and moods. You asked to do things right now by kids and your husband. You need to go potty but first you need to feed the baby, get lunch ready for the kids, you need to make a phone call.....pretty soon your cranky and yelling at everyone and have no idea why. That's when you look at the clock see it is 4:30 you still haven't gone potty and realized the only thing that you have for lunch is the last 3 bites of sandwich your child let of their plate and the 4 carrot sticks and a quick drink of water.<div><br></div><div>You look around your house and think "so what did I get done today?" You see piles of dirty clothes that you were going to wash, Overflowing garbage, Breakfast bowls still in the sink.........</div><div><br></div><div>Than comes bedtime and you remind yourself my kids are alive and giggling...you did something right today.</div><div><br></div><div>As I sit here after a day that started out strong and slowly went to a less productive day, rocking my 10 month old to sleep early because the only nap she got was this morning for about 1 hour... Listening to her breath I forget how blessed my life is, what a blessing my kids are to me, how much I love them. I forget that all they want it mom time, snuggle time, to be loved and noticed...</div><div><br></div><div>Motherhood is not easy there are days I say to myself...if only I did not have kids, if only they were older.....if only........but than I am gently reminded that these are the God days. When The baby giggles at her older sisters, the joy I feel from knowing my kids all love each other, the joy I feel when my older kids help out people without being asked....</div><div><br></div><div>It is easy to forget that I am one blessed mom and wife with a wonderful family....</div><div><br></div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-77553526062027883362014-11-04T04:20:00.000-08:002014-11-04T04:20:01.639-08:00WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU CAN'T SLEEP?So I am at that point in the pregnancy now that my heart burn is horrible, I get up about 1,000 times a night to pee, I can't get comfortable when I sleep......so here I am the second night in a row with insomnia. <br />
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Is this baby going to have a cleft palate?<br />
How can we afford another one?<br />
Are we ever going to get out of debt?<br />
Am I a good mom?<br />
How can I teach my children to be neater/cleaner?<br />
Will I ever become organized?<br />
Should I stop blogging?<br />
I am too much of a negative person?<br />
Why has Jeff stuck with me this long?<br />
Am I really beautiful to him or does he say that to make me feel good?<br />
Will I ever be under 200 pounds again?<br />
How do my friends have the confidence to sell their crafts but I don't?<br />
Could I sell what I make and help pay bills?<br />
Do I need to find a job?<br />
I need to learn to cook..<br />
Should I start menu planning?<br />
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One of my biggest eye sores in my house is my desk. I have stacks of papers, bills, things to scan, boxes of stuff stacked next to it. So here I sit, working on simplifying my e-mail in box, scanning receipts, bills etc, sorting out bills, and generally working on my desk. <br />
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So when the sandman decides your done sleeping at 3 in the morning. What do you do?Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-8737779146746345932014-11-02T15:53:00.004-08:002014-11-02T15:53:42.889-08:00Time Fly's<div style="text-align: center;">
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Life has been a whirlwind, but we are finally falling into a routine, I think. My 2 older girls are in school and having fun, my baby is growing like a weed, and baby #4 is due in January, and I have been trying to get everything switched from one state to another state, as well as cleaning out our clutter and stuff. <br />
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<br />Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-8346115157845279692014-09-04T20:34:00.001-07:002014-09-04T20:34:40.639-07:00I Have not Fallen Off...........the face of the Earth....or have I. It is amazing at how much change can consume you. Trying to find a new balance, a new routine, a new way of life......EVERYTHING CHANGES....<br />
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I will admit I have been a little bit stressed over all the changes that have taken place, but at the same time I have had a sense of peace. Something I have not felt in a long time. I still have my worries, I still have my stresses, but it seems like since we have moved, I have hope for the first time in a long time. I have hope that we will get finances under control, I have hope that my kids will not fall through the cracks at school, I have hope that everything will be OK. <br />
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I am grateful for the opportunity that have been given to shake up our life, it has not been easy, but it has allowed me to re-evaluate who I am as a person, a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister and as a daughter of God. I have realized that I have a lot of wasted time, a lot of distractions, I have too much going on, but that I can only blame myself. I have chosen to take to much on, I have chosen to spread myself thin with crafting projects, trying to be the perfect everything. <br />
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Just after Jorilynn was born I told a friend of mine I would make her daughter a weighted blanket before she left for college. The months flew by faster that I expected and every night I would go to bed feeling guilty that I had not started the blanket for her, that my house was a mess, I had several started projects.......So just before we moved I told her that I was felt bad, but there was no way I was going to get it done. My friend totally understood and at first I felt horrible. But soon after I felt better a weight had been lifted. <br />
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This one experience made me realize that I have too much going on. Sure there are those moms out there that have 15 kids and they cook meals everyday, their house is clean......ETC....They are super moms or are they. I am not a super mom, and I a learning that. So as I have been getting rid of stuff, I have realized that I am me and that I need to be the best me I can even if that means we have cold cereal for dinner 3 nights in a row. I need to look at the big picture, which is my kids are healthy, they have food in their bellies, and we are all happy. <br />
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I can go on and on about my faults, a horrible house keeper, lazy, selfish, horrible wife, no self esteem, a lot of self doubt........but I am realizing that despite all these things I am a great person and that I am trying to be better. Is that not what is asked of us. To everyday live better than the day before. For me that might mean something as simple as my kitchen stayed clean all day, or that I did not loose my temper at my daughters. It does not matter what I did today to be better than yesterday, but that I saw a short coming and that I did better. <br />
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We watched a movie the other night called "Mom's Night Out" As we watched the movie I joked with Jeff that this is the reason why mom's never go out. But during the movie there is a lot of truths about how we are all different, we all have our weaknesses, but we need to learn how to take a time out and give ourselves credit for the things we can do, and do do. <br />
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I wish I could be a better mom and wife, a better house keeper, a better daughter, that I did not complain so much. I wish I was better at sewing, and being organized, better at not yelling at the kids, better at EVERYTHING. But as I learn and observe my children I am reminded that I am doing a good job, that my kids love me, my husband loves me, that Heavenly Father loves me. I have family I can count on, I have friends that are there to help me when I fall. I have a husband that works hard to support us so I can stay at home, I have a husband that loves me even with all my short comings and he never complains and he encourages me and supports me to be a better person. I have learned that I am 1 lucky person to be where I am today with the family that I have and the love that people show me daily. I need to work on loving myself for who I am today...right now......this second.<br />
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<br />Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-84074529855592502422014-08-03T18:16:00.000-07:002014-08-03T18:16:14.039-07:00Changes are taking place......I have not blogged lately....I have not done much of anything lately other than well getting ready for some major changes that are taking place soon.<div>
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First of all during all these changes I have learned a few very wonderful lessons in life that as a mom and wife I feel like I should have learned a long time ago, however, through lack of faith, stubbornness or even lack of having to learn these lessons....I am just now learning them.</div>
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Jeff and I went on a wonderful family vacation to Salt Lake City and to Las Vegas. IT WAS HEAVEN!!!! It was something our family was in desperate need of. Jeff was able to catch up with some friends, I was able to meet some of his family that I have not yet met. But more importantly we just got away from life and played and had fun. We came back feeling relaxed and ready to attack life again.</div>
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While on vacation life change #2 took place. Jeff's friend owns his own business and while we were visiting his friend offered Jeff an amazing job. Like one of those jobs that is too good to be true....Yeah AMAZING....Jeff and I were floored. After many hours of discussion, praying, receiving blessings, we decided to take the job. Since we took the job it is crazy how everything has fallen into place.</div>
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Jeff and I have been praying to find away to make more money, to move out of our apartment, provide a better life for our children, to no longer be stagnant, and to move on to something new. We were thinking more along the lines of Jeff getting a large raise at work, so we could move closer to his office. We never thought in a million years it would be a job offer in a different state and out of the blue.</div>
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Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-31281652406676009012014-05-31T18:41:00.001-07:002014-05-31T18:41:01.206-07:00May Was Useless<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Here is another month and not much has been added! I am making progress slowly but surely! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgERBd-BN72gou3omq2680cNUW-CIprkL_TfLIt7Yxi2B181IFQqBi3Srko6rQwNMRWHuf_wNzYOLImOCdMGoVVFlqlR8BSE-K4MDgC7QjWpQVPU9j2lJ3pvGoqUmKnzfDBNLaLjVtDke9O/s640/blogger-image-1753052134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgERBd-BN72gou3omq2680cNUW-CIprkL_TfLIt7Yxi2B181IFQqBi3Srko6rQwNMRWHuf_wNzYOLImOCdMGoVVFlqlR8BSE-K4MDgC7QjWpQVPU9j2lJ3pvGoqUmKnzfDBNLaLjVtDke9O/s640/blogger-image-1753052134.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUYh6t3rk0iCPjxCPoMv1qfNIet_yCoZN8pJmXrVi2QVqHtjXurRAOL_-wEdM1oNNtvIfPUsY8aHIsE_Up6A-ypza5lXf2VoOjPIId7aaH91weGLZsp1V-KDPNMIl_H63v6A9_KEF8HEME/s640/blogger-image--1140943445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUYh6t3rk0iCPjxCPoMv1qfNIet_yCoZN8pJmXrVi2QVqHtjXurRAOL_-wEdM1oNNtvIfPUsY8aHIsE_Up6A-ypza5lXf2VoOjPIId7aaH91weGLZsp1V-KDPNMIl_H63v6A9_KEF8HEME/s640/blogger-image--1140943445.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Some progress is better than none though!</div><br></div>Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-776284457328437772014-04-30T15:40:00.002-07:002014-04-30T15:40:55.232-07:00April - TUSAL/ORTSo I thought I was being awesome and that I was going to be on time with this post.....You know the phrase "A day late and a dollar short"? Yeah well I am a day late with EVERYTHING.....Ok well maybe not really, but lately it sure does feel like that.<br />
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I thought I wrote a post last night from my iPad, but when I opened up my blog on my computer today I saw that I did not. Maybe I fell asleep writing it? I don't know...I am blond though.<br />
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Anyways, I did not get picture of things I am working on this time round just my jar. I am still trying to figure out how other people get their jar so full so fast? I can stitch a lot and I feel like I only get a few clippings in there while others seem to fill a jar a month? Is it that you had the rest of the thread after doing a section? I seem to save my thread as much as I can!!!! I JUST DON'T GETIT!!! All well...<br />
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So here we go again....another new moon and I feel like I got minimal amounts of stitching done. It seems like since Jorilynn has joined us I have not had the time or energy to sit and stitch for a few hours a day like I used to. By the end of the day I look at my house and do the what is more important inventory...dishes, vacuuming, folding laundry, climbing to bed, working on getting organized or crafty projects? Lately climbing into bed has been winning and sometimes that includes stitching and sometimes it doesn't.<br />
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But with my new crazy busy stay at home life here is what I did get done....some is better than none. Every stitch I make gets me closer to the end.<br />
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I have been busy with transitioning to be a stay at home mom, and new born. My goal this year is to finish 2 stitchings.......That is all just 2 I can do it......Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-83195251463618192102014-03-16T23:07:00.001-07:002014-03-16T23:07:25.050-07:00Sharing My Work.....Some of it AnywaysSo after talking with people I realized that I do not show off my finished projects very often and I should. So I am going to start and I am going to progress more often.....ok well I will try.....I have a hard time showing what I have finished. Why you ask? I have no idea......well ok actually I do...but that is an entirely different discussion for a different day.<br />
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So for starters this is my first "finished project" of the year....quite literally....she was born on January 1. I cannot believe how fast time has gone and how little I have gotten accomplished and I get frustrated....until I see her smile and think there is no reason to get frustrated I have been a little busy with this cutie pie........<br />
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Ok so besides my little baby I have gotten somethings done recently.<br />
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I started making hot pads/pot holders from the quilt squares that I make for my monthly quilt class. I eventually will start selling them. I really enjoy making them because they are quick and add color to your kitchen while serving a purpose. The ones here I sent to my mom for some sisters that she visit teaches for church.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture does not do the blanket justice. But this is Jorilynn's baby blanket that I made for her. This was pre backing, batting and tying. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was a midnight mystery "class" that I participated in just before halloween.<br />I signed up for this class and all we knew was what fabric colors to provide, we had no<br />idea what we were making it was really fun. We worked on this one step at a time all while talking,<br />giggling and eating junk food from 6pm to about 1 am. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is my first crocheted blanket EVER! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a close up of it. I saw this on Pinterest and fell<br />in love with the chunky blanket look. So I made<br />one for Jorilynn</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made this blanket for my brother he love Dr. Seuss<br />and Cat in the Hat. I saw this fabric and could not resist<br />and it took a while to find the perfect pattern. It took a<br />while to make, but I like how it turned out.</td></tr>
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My youngest brother and I had the chance to meet Dr. Seuss when he was in elementary school. He came to our school for an assemble. I do not remember much of it, but my brother does. He LOVES any book written by Dr. Seuss and I do too. I love how whimsical they are and I love his story of why he started writing int he first place.<br />
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The back of the quilt is flannel. I love flannel and how cosy it makes quilts!<br />
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This is a Bernstein Bears blanket. I used the Disappearing Nine Patch pattern to make a baby blanket to sell. Bernstein Bears are fun. I enjoy reading the stories to my kids. I remember reading these books in doctors offices.<br />
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Again flannel. I really like using flannel on baby blankets to make them soft and extra cuddly for babies.<br />
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This quilt was a kit I bought on clearance. The pattern is called "Gypsy Quilt". I really love all the colors and patterns. My mom often tells me I was born in the wrong era because of the fabric patterns and colors I like....big bold and colorful.<br />
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This quilt was a mystery quilt. Part of the quilt class I attend we get the directions to a mystery quilt. The last 6 months of the class we get one set of directions at a time. We have no idea what the quilt will look like until the end.<br />
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The first set of directions include the quantity and hue of fabric. For example color 1 light 4 yards, color 2 medium 2 yards, color 3 medium dark 3 yards, color 4 dark, 5 yards. That is all we know so we buy what we like and hope it works. It is fun and I enjoy it. The steps are broken down so in theory the last class of the year you can show off your quilt. It is amazing at how different colors can change the color of the quilt.<br />
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This one I chose to do a Halloween theme. Themes make the quilts more fun, I think.<br />
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As I work on cleaning and organizing the pictures on my computer I will show off more of what I have done past and present. I forget to post because I put pictures on my computer and think..."In the next day or 2 when I get a few minutes I will post pictures...." and it never happens.<br />
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I hope this year 2014 I can become better about blogging and not just my random thoughts, but more of journaling of projects, family life, and the fun things we do.<br />
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I have decided that I am going to TRY and blog once a week on Sundays. That way I can journal often, but not to the point that I become stressed about doing it.<br />
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<br />Brendonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462549571384024478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7651020665041028522.post-91866146765112037722014-03-16T22:17:00.003-07:002014-03-16T22:17:26.970-07:00Happy New Year<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">***I started this post at the end of 2013 and so I cannot remember everything I wanted to say, but I had enough of it going I could not delete it***</span></b></div>
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At the end of every year I do a mental review of what happened, what went well, what I need to do better in the upcoming year, what absolutely sucked, what I want to do differently in the next year........2013 was not a bad year, but it was not the best, it for sure could have been a lot worse, but it also could have been a lot better.</div>
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It is hard to recap it all, but somethings that stand out to me are after a year of trying we finally got pregnant with our 3rd baby, we are finally in a place of our own....well its an apartment, but it is ours, Jeff was able to find a nice job in his field of study BEFORE he graduated school, we had a relatively medical free/healthy year, I finally figured out this crochet thing after about 20 years of not understanding it, Payeton sleeps in her own bed all night long (most of the time). </div>
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Jasmin is starting to read and loves it. We also discovered that she is our Sci-Fi scary movie kind of girl. Some of her favorite movies include Avatar....not the anime, but the movie with the blue people with tails (as she calls it). She is also into zombies and vampires. She loves Monster High and other scary movies. While Payeton is my Strawberry Shortcake, rainbows and butterflies kind of girl. She HATES scary movies....Hotel Transylvania scares her. She is a love and very sensitive. I love that the girls are starting to develop their own personalities and likes.</div>
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Both girls are growing like weeds. They are both 90th percentile plus for height and weight, they are both left handed, they LOVE to watch movies and read books. It is a punishment to them if we tell them they have to go to bed without a book. Which does not happen often, but when it does they act like their world is coming to an end and I am THE WORST MOM EVER!!!</div>
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I have learned how to be thankful for even the small things in life. To be grateful for my situation because it could always be worse. </div>
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2013 was not a bad year.....could it have been better? Of course, but 2013 was our turning point and things are getting better and we are hoping and praying that 2014 only gets better!</div>
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