Never Again

So there I was at 5:30 am freezing my buns off in front of Menard's. When we got there, about 100 other people were already lined up at the door, yeah I know who the heck goes to Menard's on Black Friday? Needless to say this was my first time attending any Black Friday event, I usually was the one behind the check out counter. The workers announced the five minute warning and I raced back to the car to grab Wyatt and my mother-in-law who were toasting their buns. Then, you would have thought the gates of heaven opened when insanity struck. These people were running through the doors, pushing each other out of the way and steering their carts like they were in a NASCAR race. If that weren't crazy enough, I noticed "impostors" who just got there and were rushing to the front of the line. Of course my husband, along with some other freezing customers, were yelling at them to get to the back of the line. I got fired up too, only because we were the ones waiting out in the cold and it wasn't fair. In my mind I pictured tazing each person who attempted to sneak in. Ok, that was a morbid thought but I was running on no sleep. Well, we got what we wanted but after the whole experience I will never do it again. Noah loves it so I will just send him out for me next year and the many years after that!

Thanks #2

Today I am thankful for modern medicine. With all the latest technology it seems the sky is the limit. The grandpa that I once thought was invincible, is now in the hospital with cancer. Now, I am praying that with this new technology they can "fix" my grandpa. Even though there have been thousands of improvements in the medical field, there is still so much that needs to be discovered, including, the cure for cancer. Personally I am fed up with the lives that sickness has taken as well as the lives it has damaged. On the same token I am thankful for all the people who have been helped thanks to the Dr's who God has blessed with a gift of helping others. It is unfortunate that my grandpa is getting diagnosed closed to the holidays but I am sure glad they found the cause of all his pain. If you are reading this, please keep him and our family in your prayers.

Give Thanks...

In light of the Thanksgiving holiday, I am going to list one thing for each day that I am thankful for. Today, I am thanking God for my wonderful little family. We took pictures today in order to send out cards and I am thankful that Wyatt was amazing. He smiled and sat so nice for the photographer. When it comes to my family, I want to cry just thinking about them. I honestly don't know where I would be it it weren't for each of them. Thank you God and this is only the beginning!

23 and counting

I have some serious issues with growing older. I think I have a "Peter Pan" complex or something. Even though I am very much an adult, I still don't feel that way at heart. I certainly started things early in life and I am starting to wonder if that is why I feel so "old". 23 is young to be a college graduate, wife and now mother. Even though I may look younger than I am, I definitely act older than I am. I can't wait to have a good Birthday-Weekend with my family because they are all I could ever want for a gift.

Gross, but too funny not to share!!!

I am a mother of a son, so I know what lies ahead of me as far as gross things go. But never in my wildest dreams did I think it would start this early! The other day I was giving Wyatt is second bath of the day, Dr's orders. He was splashing around and making me look like I was hit my a tidal wave. As I looked down at my sopping wet clothes, I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. I thought, "could it be a toy or a washcloth?" It was neither. I screamed in horror for Noah, he came rushing in because he thought Wyatt was hurt when I told him, "He pooped in the tub!" Noah was laughing and I was loudly barking orders at him to get Wyatt out of the tub and rinse him off in the sink. I then had the lovely task of scooping his "presents" out of the tub and flushing them down the toilet. After my adrenaline slowed down, I was able to laugh about the whole thing but I can honestly say I was disgusted. All in a days work as a mom!

Don't Be Ashamed to Vaccinate!

Here is an interesting story found in the Rockford newspaper. It only supports my belief of getting your children vaccinated.

"There are 28 cases of whooping cough that were found in a private school in Rockford as well as 1o other cases spread around the community. The school outbreak, which officials believe is contained, started with a patient who had NOT been vaccinated for pertussis (whooping cough). Officials also think that the person was exposed to the disease while traveling outside of the state....four families in the school had opted out of immunizations for their children. 10 of the 28 cases are with in those families and the other 18 cases are related through some sort of contact."

Now I am very much aware of all the "negative" research done on immunizations. They have now found that signs of Autism (which people were blaming on the vaccinations) started earlier on and just so happened to show up after the child was immunized. This case of the whooping cough is minor, however, it could be something far more fatal in the future. Please, think of your children and give them the proper health attention they deserve. Because even though they might not be the ones traveling out of state or country, they could be contracting it from others who are also not vaccinated.

Random, Randomness

Wyatt's first trick-or-treating experience was a great success. Besides the fact that he up chucked on his outfit, things went great. He loved seeing all the little kids and the people handing out candy were loving our "Bears Baby", some of them even gave him extras. I haven't uploaded any pics yet, but they will come.

I really miss my brother Josh these days. This past Saturday we all went out to eat and I could barely enjoy it because my brother wasn't there. It's like we aren't what we used to be with out him here. Adrian sends me pics of Caprice and videos of her singing the B-I-B-L-E song. She is growing up and I am missing it! I am hoping for a miracle storm to blow them back into our lives but I am praying in vein.

Another odd thought, I really want to have another baby. I know we couldn't possibly afford one, but a girl can dream. I think it has something to do with Wyatt getting older it makes me want to have baby to snuggle with and who isn't ready to crawl away. I want to get a giant King size bed so that all of my four children (yeah, I wish) can jump into it with Noah and I on Saturday mornings. That is just a snapshot of where I want to be in 5-10 years.