Are there pictures?
Not in this entry.
Pictures in general?
Yes. Yes, my sweet friends and family, there are over 100 pictures. But there are so many stories overflowing in my heart that to put in pictures would deter me from sharing these stories. My heart is full because after the difficulty of leaving IN and leaving TN, I was given a very precious gift. The two most important children in my life came back home. You've no idea how hard it is to go from being full time Mom, to zero contact. That has not been placed on me by anyone other than myself. My sweet babies love me and they love their birth momma. Out of respect for them, I typically don't call. I want them to fully enjoy every second that they can get with her. A good friend came with me to pick up the kids. I am so thankful that she did because I probably would have just been a puddle of tears. You know how we mothers get. We cry because we are happy to have our babies back. We cry because we know it will be hard for them to leave their birth momma. We cry because when we get home, there will be adjustments.
We are Moms.
We will cry.
However! As previously stated, I had a friend that helped balance that. You can't know how happy I was to hug them and hold them again. It is SO hard to drive the 1 1/2hrs back to our house and not be holding them in my lap and seeing the pictures they took and laughing as they sit on either side of me. Instead of going straight home, we dropped our friend off.
Bear with me on this next part, you will understand. ;)
We dropped our friend off. I didn't really understand why I was driving 15 minutes the OPPOSITE direction of the way I needed to go get my babies. However, she said yes to coming - who was I to argue? We passed by our street and in my selfish little heart all I could think was, "I don't want to drive 15 more minutes out! I want to be home with them!" The kids were excited to see Mr. J.....and the cat.....so we went! Lol. They barely said hello to Mr. J and immediately sat to pet the cat. I came in last and being the ever distractable person I am...I saw movement out the back door and went to investigate!
My Precious Gift!
Thank you Mr. J & Mrs. C!!!!!!!
Stephen surprised us! We weren't supposed to see him that soon, but who were we to complain?! The cat was unceremoniously dumped on the floor after jaws were picked up off said floor. He was tackled with hugs, kisses and tears. (tears were once again mine. I can't help it! Blame my mother!) Saturday we did the lovely task of uniform shopping. Let me tell you, shopping the weekend before school starts is stressful! Add in a 1 1/2hr drive to Baton Rouge and YIKES! However, we all had a great day and we got SOME of what we needed! More will come, but we are good for now. For that, I am extremely thankful!
Monday dawned bright & early! I started work. The kids had one of their FAVORITE babysitters come stay with them. We went to the dentist and before I knew it, it was bedtime. Tuesday followed that same setup. Wednesday was open house.
Can I just interrupt here?
Yes?
Yes?
Good! Because I'm the author so I can!
HA!
K & A are amazing! Those three days BLEW past us before we knew anything! They were so amazingly patient as dinner did not get on the table RIGHT on time. We didn't get to play with friends like we had hoped. (Except the Princess did get stolen by a sweet friend for a night.) No fits. No tantrums. No meltdowns (except by me after the kids were in bed!) They are SO great!
Ok, so back to the story. I have a FABULOUS class! 12 of the most excited to learn Firsties that you have ever met! They are all SO sweet! This should be a fabulous year! The toughest part will be reining in my excitement.
"Reining" makes me think of horses.
I miss horseback riding.
Yesterday we had our first moment.
The kids were exhausted.
I was busily cleaning.
They were to eat dinner solo.
A came back in tears. She admitted there had been arguing (which I had heard but it didn't escalate so I left it alone.) She missed her momma. She missed her Daddy. That is all the further we got before she fell to pieces in my lap. K came in. Told the full story.
We spoke of love.
We spoke of patience.
We spoke of family.
We spoke of bringing glory to God through our kindness.
Both were crying quite a bit. My lap is only so big. My sweet, gentle, loving LARGE hearted pup came in. He pressed his large head to K's lap and stared at him. K placed his hand on the pup's head and returned the gaze. The pup layed down as we spoke some more. After a few minutes the mood lightened and we heard a whimper a split second before we were overwhelmed with pup breath and kisses and more whining. We welcomed the love and he went silly on us! Before we knew it, all three of us were giggling like little children as we were covered from neckline to hairline in kisses! It was a bit tricky laughing and keeping our mouths closed so the pup couldn't get IN our mouths.
Here we are.
It is Sunday night.
My sweet babies were so patient as I stressed and held in more needs for God's Word and tears. I know it sounds like I cry a lot. However, children are my heart. Most of my tears are connected to them. I am also an extremist. If I commit to someone (The Hubs) then anything less that my hopes for time make it difficult to stay steady. Bless his heart, he is INCREDIBLY patient with me. Both of these things are not how I would ideally like them to be. Therefore, emotions.
My words are spent.
I wish I could tell you all of the individual stories. There are so many!
Favorite quote this past week?
"O.M.G. Miss Elizabeth, you would not believe what so-n-so did!"
Favorite question this past week?
"Is yogurt a vegetable?"
Favorite sweet moment with K?
"Miss Elizabeth, I just love you. Do you know that?"
<3 <3 <3<3<3<3<3
Favorite sweet moment with A?
"I just need my Daddy. You know? He just makes me happy. Even when he teases me. I just love him."
