Friday, February 28, 2014

4 generations

Every time we get through a difficult event, it becomes one of those notches on an old man's leather worn belt that we never forget. I recently saw the movie Lone Survivor and while it's definitely not for the faint of heart, it certainly shed some real light on what our brave soldiers do for our freedom every day. They certainly have more notches than I could ever count. But it was that movie that helped me get through a tough couple of days as a single traveling mama. (I'm certainly not comparing my circumstances to the actual Lone Survivor. Rather it gave me a perspective in which to change my mindset.)
 After an unpleasant stomach bug  that kept me in bed for 24 hours, my hubby went to the west coast for work where we were suppose to meet him 48 hours later. Thus, I began to see that with God, all things are actually possible (Mark 10:27) as I packed, disinfected, and mothered by baby boy with a pretty empty intestinal track. Then, getting up at 4 am I prepared to get to the airport for a five hour plane ride with a 10 month old who had terrible congestion himself. Needless to say, I had plenty of sweet strangers love on me while I tried to use the tiny changing table in the front of the plane. Silas did amazingly well, and when I couldn't feel my hands that had fallen asleep  under his head, and when my stomach groaned at me from lack of nutrients, and when I felt so tired I wanted to vomit again in the little white paper bag they provide that has probably been sitting in the seat-back for 18 months, I just thought about that Lone Suvivor and realized that I was actually pretty comfy in my sweet leather-bound chair flying 10,000 feet over the beautiful earth.   It's all about that perspective we tend to lack.

In the end, the whole experience was worth it just to see my dad meet his grandson for the first time and watch as my unbelievable grandmother loved her great-grandson for three days in Sunny San Diego. 4 generations together made it all worthwhile.





Sunday, February 16, 2014

Way of life

Well.... "ask and you shall receive."  I wanted to get out of my routine, and God was sweet enough to make it a truly unique week with Matthew at home for three days and ice and snow to boot! More than that, I realized that it's not a seven day experiment that I am seeking to accomplish, but rather a lifestyle change. I want to wake up every single day asking God to direct my path. I want to live moment by moment realizing tomorrow may never come. Since I will naturally stay organized and orderly, I don't have to worry about becoming a hot mess. Instead, I will continue to remain open to any and every possibility. (yeah, yeah... you say that now, but wait another month and you're back to the same ole' same ole').   This is not another yoga, new year's, fad. After visiting a former co-worker's "celebration of life" this week, this notion was echoed even louder. There will of course be times where I have to remind myself and seek to start anew, but I'm thankful for the recent awakening, and I hope to inspire my son and others to do the same.

Here are a few of my spontaneous and not-so normal occasions this week:

Coffee every day?  um..... sometimes twice. ;)

We love living close to so many parks in Roswell. Who cares about a little ice forecast on the horizon? We got out there just before it hit.
I can't wait to hear what's on this little man's mind. He's always pondering something.
Ever since our trip to Paris, I've always wanted to try my hand at homemade Crepes. They were easy and delicious!
Make sure you have the proper crepe fixings before any predicted snow storm.
I see this being a staple in the Smith household.
Silas knows exactly how to whimper at the door when he wants to play a little longer. I think they make cribs look a little too much like jail cells if you ask me.
Made some oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for my sweet neighbor. She was tickled that we "walked in the awful elements" just to see her (she lives next door mind you).
Silas, don't make fun of mommy's snowman.
 There was too much ice okay!?
Cabin fever is just the ticket to get this little guy crawling and exploring. There's no stopping him now.
I had an amazing Valentine's day with my hubby. Casablanca on the big screen with roses and brownies for the ladies, followed by an elegant dinner with a salsa serenade in the background. My better half knows just how to get me to check yes.
 I can't believe I'm blessed enough to have two Valentines this year.
Thanks for all those hugs and kisses bud. I love you too!
~XO Buster

Sunday, February 9, 2014

PERSPECTIVE


I don't want to believe a lie. Who does? But if I don't know it's a lie, then I don't know not to believe it, right? So, how do I know unless I look at something from another perspective?  It's all about perspectives. Generally we all think that the way we view life is the best way until we've been given an alternative view. After a week with a sick 10 month old, I've seen life from a different angle. We, as humans, typically don't change up our day-to-day operations unless we are on vacation, sick, or going through a major life event. Thus, I've decided to try an experiment this week:

I am a naturally routine person. That is one of the major reasons I adore my husband. He has always been able to get me to be spontaneous and impulsive: two things I yearn to be but can't do very well when left to my own devices. I mean really... During a normal week, I have certain days to drink coffee and certain to drink tea, days for laundry, and days for exercise. I even try to schedule in days with nothing scheduled (which kind of defeats the purpose). Now before you think I'm crazy, realize that I get my hyper-organized lifestyle from my own mother, and there are some benefits to this type-A type of living. However, I realized how I will probably scar my own child with this lack of flexibility. As much as I try to be flexible in life and have learned to "roll with inevitable punches and curves in the road," especially with a baby, I have decided to have a purposefully unscheduled week. Think the movie Yes Man! meets the movie Eat Pray Love. I mean I will obviously do this within reason. I still have obligations as a mother, wife, teacher, and tutor; thus, I can't fly off to Scotland because I desire spontaneity. However, this personal challenge is not only a benefit to my own growth and my son's growth, but more importantly a recognition of my need for the Spirit's growth. 

If you know anything about Christianity, you know that God gave his believers His own Spirit as "a helper" to lead us through this challenging life. (Praise the Lord for this gift!) 
Unfortunately, in the same way I dance with my husband, I tend to take the lead in my own life and neglect to live (as the Christian culture calls it) "spiritually led." Instead of asking the perfect Spirit to guide my every step, I choose to make my own way and ask the Spirit to come along side of my plans.  I hope to change this during the next 7 days. I hope to rise each day and open myself up to the smallest of changes in my normal day so as to see what God has in store for me. I pray I can see things from a new perspective that I wouldn't otherwise have recognized in my own day-to-day. 

I challenge you to try something new this week.  If you are naturally unorganized, see if you can schedule time for three important things every day this week. If you are naturally quiet, open yourself to talking to a stranger. Whatever it may be, we could all use a dose of perspective. We don't know what we don't know. I'm excited to see what the week holds... Who knows, maybe I will take that trip to Scotland after all.

~Busted Buster

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Lemon = Lemonade

You know the saying... and it's quite easy as a new mom to receive a new basket of lemons on any given day (without warning might I add), but I've never liked lemons personally, not even in my water. Really it just tastes like watered down lemonade, so why not give me the real thing. And so it goes...

Tired sick baby = extra snuggle time
Less time for self = more time watching someone's firsts
Early baby alarm clock = extra sunrises to view



My iPhone doesn't do this sunrise justice. It was really beautiful!
This snow-rise was just starting. Loved this so much!
We had a house guest recently who wasn't too fond of Silas. I think there was some jealousy involved.
So I gave Silas another "doggie" to look at. This boy LOVES to read.
He will take out all of them and just sit in a pile of books for hours. Of course I'm a good mommy and would never leave him there for hours... per say.
My teacher heart loves that he loves books so much. Doesn't require much to entertain him.
Hmmmm... should I be worried that he never goes outside to play?  :)
Had to throw in a pic of my other "kids". These girls are no longer kids, and getting ready to leave me for college in just a few months! I will miss leading their small group after these amazing four years. Time needs to slow down a bit please!
~Lemonade Buster