Monday, May 15, 2006

Mother's Day


Mother's Day...Let me share my day with you.....

So, I woke up yesterday morning. Now, I had already told my children on Saturday night that Sunday was Mother's Day, so they had to obey and be perfect. They were fine with that-they understood what I said, there was no confusion. Now, I wake up (my husband is at work for the 14th day in a row-camp season has started) to get myself and the kids ready for church. Shane was planning to come home at 9:15am, just in time to go to church. Things started out normal-I hopped in the shower, the kids dressed themselves. All was going well...then my daughters started fighting, just picking at each other, really. Until my youngest kicked the oldest and my oldest told my youngest that she hated her. Now, I do not know where they get this from. They have never been taught this way. I suppose it just goes to prove that they were NOT born good, like so many say. No, they have to be taught to be good-being naughty comes very naturally!!

I stop blow drying my hair to deal with them. One received her punishment with no argument, the other fought me-but you'll be glad to know that I won! We hug, we pray, and I continue to try to get ready. As I am blow drying my hair, I look in the mirror. What has happened to that cute, 19 year old I once was? Some women get pregnant and look like they are carrying basketballs. I look like I am carry basketballs, too-just a few of them, and in many places besides my stomach. Now, I know this is my pride-not my insecurities, as my husband would tell me. Okay, so my pride got ahold of me as I was getting ready for church. Then, the girls start fussing at each other again. This all goes on and on and on. By the time Shane gets home, I am crying my eyes out. Poor man has seen too much of that lately. I suppose 50% or more is hormones. He holds me and prays with me, as he is so good to do. He assures me that I'm beautiful, and ushers the kids into the car. Once in the car, he tells the girls that he will have no more of their fighting as they have already given mom a nervous breakdown before church! And, off to church we go....

At church, there's the usual "how are you?" To which I replied mostly, "How are YOU?" with a smile! Of course, some saw through that, but I promised myself I wouldn't cry at church, since I cried last week at church when people asked how I was! I saved my crying for after church, when we were in the packed out restaurant.

As I couldn't decide what sounded good to eat, Shane took charge and chose Carraba's. Great italian restaurant, it was our first time there. We are seated quickly, which was nice because it was packed. We are on a budget, so looking at the menu did little to relieve my stress. The girls split a dinner, and I chose something on the less-expensive side. My husband-who is an avid carnivore-can't help himself but to go for the $17 steak. It was nothing really, but I had to excuse myself to the ladies' room. I sat in the nice stall, and cried and cried. Why? More or less the last six months of being tired, the last two weeks of having him home less than normal, and some of it the $17 steak! And, I cried some more! I wiped my eyes, went to the table trying for him not to notice my puffy, red eyes. He said, "you've been crying, haven't you?" And, I started crying again!

After I got it out of my system, I suppose I was feeling a bit better. I enjoyed my manicotti and salad, and we even laughed some at our silly girls. Shane went to Starbucks, and then took us to Coldstone Creamery. Now, I quite quickly forgot the budget we were on and ordered a peanut butter cup chocolate concoction of ice cream in a chocolate dipped waffle bowl...then the crying was miraculously over. As a matter of fact, Shane said he should have taken me there first, because I couldn't stop smiling. I ate about 1/4 of it and couldn't eat anymore!

I'm happy to say the rest of the day was nice. I got to take a nap, spend time with my family, and be assured over and over that I am loved. It's nice to be loved when you don't feel lovely, when all you want to do is cry and sleep. It's great to be part of a family who doesn't think you're crazy even when you think you just might be! I love my little family God has given me. I love being a mom, even on the rough days. And, I'm so thankful for a husband who will just hold me and kiss my forehead as much as it takes to reassure me I am his and I can be at rest there. He's a good example of God to me. I am truly blessed. Kari

7 comments:

momsal said...

Howdy! I'm the mother of the mother(Kari). Wow!! Maybe I should've had a blog when she and her sisters were little. I could tell some stories. Well, it's a different world now. I too, was crying a lot this past week honey. Crying because my middle daughter is living in Iowa this summer and my youngest works a lot and Kari lives too far away and all those times I couldn't wait til they grew up and went out on their own. Now I'm crying because I miss them, I'm out of a job(parenting) and I don't know who I am or what I am to do with myself now!!! Thank goodness God tells me He knows the plans he has for me-I just wish he'd let me know what they are!!! Mother's Day for me was okay. I had no children to celebrate it with. My one home from college had to work, but she did leave me a beautiful vase with 2 dozen roses on the table. As I said earlier, my middle daughter is out of state and I am glad she's stretching herself. My oldest didn't call and I called my mom only too be told after about one minute she really wanted to go because she was watching CNN and Elizabeth Smart was being interviewed and she really wanted to hear her. So I said I love you and hung up. I wanted to cry and then remembered all the times my girls have called and I was distracted and wasn't really tuned in and just decided that we really do live in a fallen world and no matter how much we long for perfect holidays, it won't happen here but I will enjoy the good that is in any day. So I am quite content today. God bless you my beautiful daughter and I look forward to reading more of your future blogs. Gotta go and sell on ebay- so I can give someone else my hard earned money so they can pay their bills so then that person can pay their bills-yada, yada, yade-----

melindac said...

Hey Kari! You really had a rough day, but you are truly blessed with a loving and Godly husband, and sweet, sweet, children. I think we (women) have all been there, esp. when pregnant! I was a hugely pregnant person, and looked at all the "cute" little pregnant ladies with envy. But, honestly...on Sunday, I thought you looked beautiful! I just wish I had told you so! I was thinking how good you looked to be so far along! It's just the hormones talking to you! I'm glad your day ended so well. Hang in there!

P.S. You're not only a great photographer, but an excellent writer! I love reading your blog! It's very heartfelt....thanks for letting me know about it!

Jennifer Menezes said...

Kari! Being owners of a Coldstone Creamery we were so excited that our ice cream made you feel better! Trust me all Sunday long I was telling all my mom friends to go-to cheer them up too:) Gosh the Lord is so good and you're right even on the tough days. Today I took ALL 4 children to the doctors,(our 3rd son has not stopped crying for a good 3 days now-) and when our name was finally called I proceeded to tell the doctor that I remembered commercials on TV growing up urging parents that if you feel you may hurt your child in a moment of angiush- call the DOCTOR! So honey that is what I did! He laughed at me and knowing me so well said "well he has a pretty bad sinus infection and you need a nap!" So hopefully we are all on the track of recovery...but through even these crazy couple of days I am praising our Jesus for reminding I certainly cannot go through even a single day without Him holding me up! He is so sweet... Kari -love that you have a blog- I will check it out often-hopefully I will be able to keep posting:) Love Jennifer Menezes

Kari said...

Thanks for posting, you three! Mom, I love you and I'm a schmuck for not calling! I was too into myself, I guess. You are a great mom, and I have learned so much from you! Happy e-baying!

Melinda-don't worry about not saying anything at church! I wouldn't have believed you anyways! It's that darned Pride I so struggle with! You're a sweet new friend! I'm blessed to have you in my life!

Jennifer-ha! I'm so glad you didn't kill your children and you went to the doctor. That's such a good step towards progress! Haven't we all had those days, though, really? We break down, and realize it's only God's grace that sustains us. He carries us through those times and reminds us that HE is our strength. I'm sure with four kids, your strength runs out quickly, too! I love you, Jen. Glad you came to visit! Kari

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Susan Otto said...

I guess some would say misery loves company but I so appreciate your honesty. It encouraged me that your girls aren't perfect and would behave that way especially on Mothers Day. The enemy will use numerous ways to cause us to feel defeated - particularly the behavior of our children. Thanks for sharing - and thank goodness for ice cream!

Brad said...

Thanks for sharing with such honesty Kari. It makes me want to try that much harder to encourage my wife. We all have our days. Glad to hear that it ended well.

Jennifer, where the heck is Mark? What happened to your blog?