Running to Stand Still Just another day in the life….

January 17, 2008

“Being a Mom”

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 11:09 am
A friend sent this to me…I don’t know where she got it and it’s a bit lengthy, but it brought tears to my eyes (and I never cry) :-)
We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter casually
mentions that she and her husband are thinking of “starting a family.”
“We’re taking a survey,” she says half-joking. “Do you think
I should have a baby?”
“It will change your life,” I say, carefully keeping my tone
neutral.
“I know,” she says, “no more sleeping in on weekends, no more
spontaneous vacations.”
But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my daughter,
trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she
will never learn in childbirth classes.
I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing
will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional
wound so raw that she will forever be
vulnerable.
I consider warning her that she will never again read a
newspaper without asking, “What if that had been MY child?” That
every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her.
That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will
wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.
I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and
think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother
will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear
protecting her cub. That an urgent call of “Mom!” will cause
her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments
hesitation.
I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years
she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed
by motherhood. She might arrange for
childcare, but one day she will be going into an important
business meeting and she will think of her baby’s sweet smell. She
will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running
home, just to make sure her baby is all right.
I want my daughter to know that every day decisions will no
longer be routine. That a five year old boy’s desire to go to the
men’s room rather than the women’s at McDonald’s
will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst
of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence
and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a
child molester may be lurking in that restroom.
However decisive she may be at the office, she will
second-guess herself constantly as a mother.
Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that
eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will
never feel the same about herself. That her life, now so
important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That
she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but
will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own
dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs. I want her to
know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges
of honor.
My daughter’s relationship with her husband will change, but
not in the way she thinks.
I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man
who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play
with his child. I think she should know that she will fall in love
with him again for reasons she would now find very unromantic.
I wish my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with
women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and
drunk driving.
I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing
your child learn to ride a bike. I want to capture for her the
belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur
of a dog or cat for the first time. I want her to taste the
joy that is so real it actually hurts.
My daughter’s quizzical look makes me realize that tears have
formed in my eyes. “You’ll never regret it,” I finally say. Then I
reached across the table, squeezed my
daughter’s hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for
me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into
this most wonderful of callings.
Please share this with a Mom that you know or all of your
girlfriends who may someday be Moms. Heck, share it with your
children so that they might understand what being a mom is really
all about! May you always have in your arms the one who is in your
heart.

January 13, 2008

Game day

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 11:34 pm
This afternoon, we had family game time consisting of Dora CandyLand, Memory, and UNO. It was a battle to the finish, but much to my husband’s dismay, I was the victorious CandyLand champion! :-) Yes, Jon and I are even competitive when it comes to children’s games….pathetic, we know!
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Irleynd made sure that “Dora” avoided “Swiper” at all costs.
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Haidyn deliberating her next move.

January 12, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 10:43 pm
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January 11, 2008

More Breck

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 12:23 am
A few more pics from our time in Breckenridge (thanks Liv).  Hard to believe this is the exact same spot we were at this summer.
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Taking a break to enjoy the view!
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January 8, 2008

Can’t wait…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 11:25 pm
…until this is reality.
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(My sister-in-law gave this adorable picture to Irelynd for Christmas…Kora and Irelynd playing dress-up).

January 7, 2008

Eight months…one tooth

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 11:08 pm
Haidyn sprouted her first tooth today. I won’t go into the details on how I figured out this occurred (all you nursing moms will know what I’m talking about :-) She seems to be handling it like a champ–doesn’t really seem to be bothering her at all.
I took a million pictures trying to capture a smile with Haidyn’s new tooth showing. I wasn’t able to get one, but Irelynd made sure I got a picture of ALL of her teeth!
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Grace like rain

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 4:40 pm
We came home Saturday evening after a long and tiring trip to find a cooler packed with milk, juice, bananas, and a homemade quiche. A dear friend had placed this on our doorstep knowing we would be home late, and that the last thing we would want to do in the morning was run to the store for breakfast essentials.
Our burden was again lifted last night as we enjoyed a home cooked meal with four amazing families. Great food and encouraging conversation, helped to wind down a hectic and crazy day.
God’s grace evident in my long and loyal friendships, and in those just blossoming….He
continues to shower this stubborn soul with undeserved grace and faithfulness.
Oh, may my eyes never fail to see what He has done, is doing, and will do! May my ears always be open to hear the beauty of grace that rains down on us all. (Mark 8:17-19)

January 6, 2008

Back in TX

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 12:56 am
After a longer than expected drive due to a case of the hives, 50+ mph winds, a warning from a merciful Texas State trooper, and two very tired girls, we are safely “home” (pathetic, I know, but it still makes me cringe to use that word :-)

January 5, 2008

While we were away…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 12:13 am
….the girls were in great hands. Aunt Joanna and Nana made sure Irelynd and Haidyn followed their mama’s two page schedule and instructions :-); Uncle Taylor worked his magic with the camera, while Papa provided mealtime entertainment and bedtime stories. In fact, everything went so well, we’ve decided next year we may just leave the girls with this team for a couple weeks!
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Bath time fun
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Trip to Starbucks with Aunt Joanna
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Reading with Aunt Joanna
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Bed time stories with Papa
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Fun with Nana
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High maintenance breakfast eater

January 4, 2008

Just the two of us

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kari @ 11:18 pm
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