Smattered Thoughts

Ever feel like you're a windshield being hit with the bugs flying by? Here's a smatter of happenings in the last week.

First. I forgot my therapist appointment last week! Ooooops. With everything going on with Pam and cooking for the family and Easter I just got wrapped up in life.

Thing is, I'm sorta feeling done with therapy for now. The last session felt, empty. Yeah, that's the best word I can find. Just felt like I was talking and wasting poor Ann's time to chat about nothing really important or groundbreaking. My soul is settled or at least calmed. There will be another earthquake one day, but until then I'm ok. Only problem now is the $75 charge for missing the appt....like I said, oooops.
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I'm feeling for a friend right now with a fussy, fussy infant. She and her husband have tried everything to no avail. She is tired, frustrated, sleep deprived, and lost on what the next step is. It's in the tired moments that we have the funniest conversations though.

Her, 'The baby likes vibration, to bad they don't make something to vibrate the crib.'...Me, ''WAIT, I have something like that!'''.....run upstairs and rummage through drawers to find First Years matress vibrator....''Here ya go, oh darn it, it's broken!''....I start laughing....''Do you think a vibrator would work? That might be a little too much action for V though.'' You have to admit it's worth a try! Deperate mommies on the edge will be resourceful.
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I planted the vegetable garden last week with Nora and Andrew. This mommy is determined to teach Nora things without it being torture, so planting was a great nature lesson. It a lady bug....Nora ''Ahhhhhh! It's on my hand.'' Me, rolling my eyes at the drama.

Next stage, cleaning up the area and moving the broken bird bath. Ewwwwwww! Termite colony under the concrete. Nora, ''Loooook ants! Get them, get them!!''...

Me, getting the Ant and Roach spray.(Completely annilated the colony btw.)...Nora, ''Squirt that one! There's another one!''...OK, excitement over termites, scared of lady bug?

Time to till up the soil. Look, there's a worm...Nora, ''Let me see, wow he's wiggly. I pick him up mommy?'' Uhhh, sure. 'hehehe, he's all slimy and ewwwwwy.''

At this point I was baffled. Ladybug is bad, termites are exciting, and holding a worm is the icing on the cake?
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And then we arrived at Easter and we were smattered with memories.

As I said on my status days ago, it was exactly how imagined in my heart. The kiddos slept in, we all layed in bed together and then rose for the day.

I got my coffee and played Easter bunny in the backyard while Rich distracted Nora and Trent. There were showers, make up and beautiful clothes put on to celebrate the day. Grandparents came to watch the hunt and eat brunch. And when all the eggs were opened and copious amounts of sugar inhaled, we sat on the driveway and watched the sun rise to noon and our girl ride her tricycle.

We rested. And there was peace.