I have been horribly slacking at updating the blog since the move. I can blame it on the fact that we don’t have internet, but lets be honest… the only time I update my blog anyway is during my breaks at work so that excuse doesn’t cut it.
Although there are 27 things I want to tell you about. Today it will be simple. It is supposed to be wordless Wednesday after all, but if you know me, I’m not really a “wordless” type :)
About 2 nights ago Jordan woke up with what I’m thinking are night terrors and realized Taylor wasn’t in her bed, or Jordan’s bed, or on the floor. I searched her room, the bathroom, and Eli’s room and started to panic. I rushed out to Justin and asked if he knew where Taylor was.
The next thing he said I would have never expected (looking back I should have, I mean I DID marry Justin).
He very casually said “she’s sleeping in the closet”
What?! I went back to their room. And sure enough she was bundled in the closet, doors closed and all.
So I get home from work yesterday and Taylor is lying in her closet, wide awake, just laying there.
ME: Taylor why are you in your closet?
HER: I slept here last day (that’s Taylor for yesterday)
ME: Why?
HER: Because it’s the place to sleep (she said this as if saying “all the cool kids are doing it”)
What did I do wrong that my kid feels the need to sleep in a close closet? ::shrug:: I blame Davis.
AND that wasn’t really short. I guess I’m no good at being wordless.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
How can you Doubt?
A friend from work approached me a couple of weeks ago saying her sister had some things she wanted to give to me. I’m always excited for new things (even hand-me-downs).
Then today the same friend asked to borrow a picture of our family to show her sister. She mentioned to me that her sister had started praying for us a few weeks ago. This is right around the time I hit the “bottom”. Typing that makes me realize how lamely cliché that is and I cry a little inside about my lack of creativity.
Her sister does not know me nor has she ever met me. She just started praying for me. My friend hadn’t told her about any of the struggles we were going through at all. God just put on the heart of her husband and her to pray for my family and so they were.
I really don’t understand how people can blatantly deny God and how he works. I understand questioning him, that’s healthy. We question him, he proves himself, we grow closer to him, that’s logical, but when things like this happen (even though its small) I know God is looking out for us and want EVERYone to know it!
All of this followed by a fun moment with Taylor last night:
Me: Taylor, it’s time for bed
Taylor: I don’t want to go to bed
Justin: You never want to go to bed
Taylor: But I wont be happy if I’m in bed (said with a tone that said, your one job in life is to make me happy and if you make me do this you fail)
Then today the same friend asked to borrow a picture of our family to show her sister. She mentioned to me that her sister had started praying for us a few weeks ago. This is right around the time I hit the “bottom”. Typing that makes me realize how lamely cliché that is and I cry a little inside about my lack of creativity.
Her sister does not know me nor has she ever met me. She just started praying for me. My friend hadn’t told her about any of the struggles we were going through at all. God just put on the heart of her husband and her to pray for my family and so they were.
I really don’t understand how people can blatantly deny God and how he works. I understand questioning him, that’s healthy. We question him, he proves himself, we grow closer to him, that’s logical, but when things like this happen (even though its small) I know God is looking out for us and want EVERYone to know it!
All of this followed by a fun moment with Taylor last night:
Me: Taylor, it’s time for bed
Taylor: I don’t want to go to bed
Justin: You never want to go to bed
Taylor: But I wont be happy if I’m in bed (said with a tone that said, your one job in life is to make me happy and if you make me do this you fail)
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Eli's Walking!
This is more then just the fun news about Elijah walking. Since he had his “9month” appointment last week I figured why not give all his stats?
My doctor, although an AMAZING Godly woman, doesn’t like to push buttons with the insurance company at all and so she takes the appointment times VERY seriously. What I mean is if you have a 1 month appointment she will see him no earlier then 4 weeks (1 month) from that date…
SO seeing how every time I have an appointment for Elijah (due to holidays or no appointment availability) I would be a week or so behind. This means at his 1 month appt. he was 1 month and 1 week…at 3 months he was 3 months 2 weeks… and so on.
That being said, he had his 9 month appointment on when he turned 10 months. That was a lot of explaining for a simple story, but I’m a story teller.
Elijah Corbin:
10 Months on 4/5/11
Weighs: 18lbs (30th percentile)
Height: 29 inches (90th percentile)
I promise I feed him! Poor guy is gonna be a tall stick like his sister.
Movement: He walks with a wobble and crawls almost as fast as his sisters run. He can climb up stairs, and thankfully he is still to nervous to attempt to crawl down.
Talk: He still doesn’t talk, but he babbles away. He is very adamant about being part of whatever conversation you are having and he is loud! He also “sings” with us whenever we are singing a song.
Games: He likes to play peek-a-boo. He will duck down behind something and pop up or put a blanket/shirt/hat over his head (not over his eyes in most cases) and pull it down. To clarify, he lifts the object complete over his head so you can still see his eyes, but thinks that he is “hidden”. He loves to be tossed in the air and he loves to slam on our computer keyboards. He is now discovering buttons and pushes any he can reach. This include turning the TV on/off or even flipping a light switch in his reach.
Sleep: He lets you know when he’s tired for sure! And once he’s out he’s a pretty good sleeper. Usually in bed at 8PM and up around 7AM or later. Occasionally, he’ll get up around 1-2AM for a late not bottle, but not very often (or I just sleep through it since Justin is usually still awake and may just get it for him without me knowing).
Food: he eats a ton. He usually eats finger foods at every meal in addition to his baby food and most of the time would eat more if we let him. Instead we try to top him off with some milk and he’s good to go. I blame his active apatite and low weight on him walking so early, but who knows if that is really a reason or not.
I adore this kid! I know it’ll be hard for me not to spoil him, but I’m excited to see as he grows how different he will be from the girls.
Monday, April 11, 2011
It's Finally Real
I think the reality is hitting me hard this week. We are FINALLY getting our own place. If you already know the story, sorry for the redundancy, and if you don’t here is the abbreviated version:
Justin and I got married 5 years ago (in July) and he was supposed to have this job lined up when we go back and for some reason things just fell apart so we went from “house sitting” at my Grandma’s house for the first month of our marriage to moving in with my parents “for a short time”…
Nearly 5 years, 3 kids, and several jobs later we still inhabit space at my parents house. I tried not to talk about it too much, because lets be honest here, it’s embarrassing! I know we have been blessed with this time, but thank the Lord we finally get to move out!
With Justin being a stay at home dad our funds are definitely tight (understatement) so we qualified for a low-income housing program in Anaheim and are moving in this weekend to a 3 bedroom / 2 bath apartment literally across the street from the “happiest place on earth”. I’m SUPER excited, but like I said the reality is hitting me.
I have always been a budgeter… every penny has a place or bill to pay(down). My budget does not like this new living arrangement at all. I’ve mentioned before I’m short, but the good news is I think I can afford rent at least (with the assumption Justin can do some odd jobs here and there to earn around $250/month)… utilities are another problem. My rent at my parents has always included our utilities so I have no idea what this going to cost me so I can even attempt to budget. SCARY!
The second reality is the realization that we have shared a LOT of stuff with my parents… a kitchen, a bathroom, and parts of the living room. There are things we just don’t have. I don’t have baking pans or even a whisk… I don’t have shower stuff for our new 2nd bathroom. Do we need this stuff? Not really, but you know there will come a time in the next couple of weeks where I’ll think… If only I had ____ so I could ____. That is what is freaking me out most right now. I made a “wedding registry” on Target to get my “wish list” for myself in line. Now I know what I want/need and have at least some prices to go with it. I’ve also been telling all my family/friends that for my birthday (The day after we move in) to get me something of the registry or a gift card so I can get it, but honestly even after that there will still be a ton more to go.
A few friends have suggested we have a house warming party to give more people an opportunity to help us get stuff, but if you know me, that’s not my style. I love hand me downs… I’m not to “proud” to take anything from anyone whether it is new or used, but I will not ask for things or people to get me things. I figure God has a way of working things out and He has already brought people into my life to provide some of the things I need to me.
So here I sit. The realization hovering over me that I will be moving into an incomplete home, not sure how long our savings account will last as we use it to pay rent/utilities. Although I am definitely stressed I have peace. God will provide for us. I don’t know what that looks like yet, but I’m excited to see him make this work for us. This situation forces me to KNOW that God is in control, I have nothing to do with what is about to happen… Exciting isn’t it?!
Justin and I got married 5 years ago (in July) and he was supposed to have this job lined up when we go back and for some reason things just fell apart so we went from “house sitting” at my Grandma’s house for the first month of our marriage to moving in with my parents “for a short time”…
Nearly 5 years, 3 kids, and several jobs later we still inhabit space at my parents house. I tried not to talk about it too much, because lets be honest here, it’s embarrassing! I know we have been blessed with this time, but thank the Lord we finally get to move out!
With Justin being a stay at home dad our funds are definitely tight (understatement) so we qualified for a low-income housing program in Anaheim and are moving in this weekend to a 3 bedroom / 2 bath apartment literally across the street from the “happiest place on earth”. I’m SUPER excited, but like I said the reality is hitting me.
I have always been a budgeter… every penny has a place or bill to pay(down). My budget does not like this new living arrangement at all. I’ve mentioned before I’m short, but the good news is I think I can afford rent at least (with the assumption Justin can do some odd jobs here and there to earn around $250/month)… utilities are another problem. My rent at my parents has always included our utilities so I have no idea what this going to cost me so I can even attempt to budget. SCARY!
The second reality is the realization that we have shared a LOT of stuff with my parents… a kitchen, a bathroom, and parts of the living room. There are things we just don’t have. I don’t have baking pans or even a whisk… I don’t have shower stuff for our new 2nd bathroom. Do we need this stuff? Not really, but you know there will come a time in the next couple of weeks where I’ll think… If only I had ____ so I could ____. That is what is freaking me out most right now. I made a “wedding registry” on Target to get my “wish list” for myself in line. Now I know what I want/need and have at least some prices to go with it. I’ve also been telling all my family/friends that for my birthday (The day after we move in) to get me something of the registry or a gift card so I can get it, but honestly even after that there will still be a ton more to go.
A few friends have suggested we have a house warming party to give more people an opportunity to help us get stuff, but if you know me, that’s not my style. I love hand me downs… I’m not to “proud” to take anything from anyone whether it is new or used, but I will not ask for things or people to get me things. I figure God has a way of working things out and He has already brought people into my life to provide some of the things I need to me.
So here I sit. The realization hovering over me that I will be moving into an incomplete home, not sure how long our savings account will last as we use it to pay rent/utilities. Although I am definitely stressed I have peace. God will provide for us. I don’t know what that looks like yet, but I’m excited to see him make this work for us. This situation forces me to KNOW that God is in control, I have nothing to do with what is about to happen… Exciting isn’t it?!
Monday, April 4, 2011
Marriage
Recently Taylor has been more interested in marriage and asking a lot of questions. It’s fun to watch her develop a definition and sort of figure it out as she goes. It started after we went to my cousins wedding a few weeks ago. I explained we were going to a wedding and that Lori and Pete were getting married. They would be husband and wife like me and daddy. She proceeded to ask a number of questions over the next few weeks: Are you and Daddy married? Yes Can I marry you? No, you need to marry a boy Can I marry daddy? No, daddy is married to me. You can only marry one person Who can I marry? A boy that loves Jesus Can I marry Elijah? No, that’s not appropriate, you can’t marry your family. Can I marry my friend? What friend? The boy who throws toys (Sammy). Yes, you can marry Sammy Can you marry Sammy? No, I married daddy Can I marry daddy and then you can marry Sammy? No, you only marry one person and you can’t trade or share But we’re supposed to share. Not husbands, that makes Jesus sad Oh. OK. But you have to share daddy because he’s my daddy. Yes, I can share daddy as your daddy, but not your husband I think she understands now mostly. Now we just get a random question about who she can marry. 
What's Cooking Good Looking?
So this post really has nothing to do with the title, but I kept thinking…what do I name this post when its about what’s been going on for the last couple of weeks…what’s been “cooking”. SO this got stuck in my head so that’s what you get!
About a week ago I FINALLY got a phone call from the affordable housing complex I had submitted the application to. I have been “approved”. I say it’s a sure thing, but until they give me a date and I sign a lease I’m holding off on making an official announcement.
The call was exciting and very stressful at the same time. If you know me, I’m an open book and will share anything that anyone asks or is willing to listen to. The 2 bedroom apt was about $100 more then I can afford (without utilities) and the 3 bedroom is about $250 more then I can afford (without utilities) so in that moment I of course asked for the 2 bedroom. After some thought and discussion with Justin I realized that it would cost $100+ to do laundry at a Laundromat and if I got the 2 bedroom that’s what’d I’d be stuck doing since the 3 bedroom has hook ups for washer/dryer. So what it came down too was a difference of $50 between the 2 and 3 bedroom.
I called on Friday hoping it wasn’t to late to change my mind. The girl I talked to said she’d see what she could do, but it may be too late.
Now we are waiting. I guess its not “now we are”, but more like so “still we are” waiting. I was told I should hear within a week, which, according to this complex’s past record means I have 2+ weeks before I hear back.
Here is our prayer:
1. That we get a 3 bedroom apartment
2. That God provides $300+ a month for rent/utilities
3. A smooth easy transition
I will try to keep you all posted, but I know the next couple of weeks are going to be crazy busy for me already so I apologize in advance :)
About a week ago I FINALLY got a phone call from the affordable housing complex I had submitted the application to. I have been “approved”. I say it’s a sure thing, but until they give me a date and I sign a lease I’m holding off on making an official announcement.
The call was exciting and very stressful at the same time. If you know me, I’m an open book and will share anything that anyone asks or is willing to listen to. The 2 bedroom apt was about $100 more then I can afford (without utilities) and the 3 bedroom is about $250 more then I can afford (without utilities) so in that moment I of course asked for the 2 bedroom. After some thought and discussion with Justin I realized that it would cost $100+ to do laundry at a Laundromat and if I got the 2 bedroom that’s what’d I’d be stuck doing since the 3 bedroom has hook ups for washer/dryer. So what it came down too was a difference of $50 between the 2 and 3 bedroom.
I called on Friday hoping it wasn’t to late to change my mind. The girl I talked to said she’d see what she could do, but it may be too late.
Now we are waiting. I guess its not “now we are”, but more like so “still we are” waiting. I was told I should hear within a week, which, according to this complex’s past record means I have 2+ weeks before I hear back.
Here is our prayer:
1. That we get a 3 bedroom apartment
2. That God provides $300+ a month for rent/utilities
3. A smooth easy transition
I will try to keep you all posted, but I know the next couple of weeks are going to be crazy busy for me already so I apologize in advance :)
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