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My life in two years
Posted on: November 20, 2008
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Today I got to watch my friend, Leah’s, almost 3 year old girl, Belle. It was a lot of fun, and gave me a good insight to what my life will look like in two years with a 3 year old and *gasp* 18 month old.
Here are just a few of my favorite moments:
*Choices*
Me: Belle, what would you like to drink? Milk or water?
Belle: Apple juice.
Me: We don’t have apple juice. Just milk or water.
Belle: Lemonade.
Me: Water it is!
*Where’s your daddy?*
Belle: Where’s Jonathan?
Me: He’s at work.
Belle: Why?
Me: Well, he works during the day just like your daddy.
Belle: You mean Jason.
Me: *laugh* Yes, Jason.
*Animal or food?*
Me: Belle, do you know what that is? (pointing to a gorilla in a picture book)
Belle: No.
Me: It’s a gorilla.
Belle: I eat granola!
Me: *laughs* No sweetie, I said gorilla, not granola.
Belle: Well, it sounds like granola. I eat granola.
After that, I don’t think I will ever be able to eat granola again without thinking about gorillas. They really do sound alike!
*Obeying*
Me: Belle, thank you so much for obeying and cleaning up!
Belle: My mom obeys me.
There was more to this conversation (don’t worry Leah! I think she was a little confused as she later said she obeys you), but I was rolling on the floor at this point.
Ahh, things are going to get interesting in the Windham household!
Uh-oh
Posted on: November 11, 2008
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Every time Julia accidently drops something, hits something or falls down, I always say “uh-oh”.
Yesterday she threw something down, I heard it crash, followed by “uh-oh”. Totally precious.
Now all morning she’s been walking around saying “uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh”. I can’t help but laugh.
Potty training
Posted on: November 9, 2008
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More and more lately I have considered potty training Julia over the next 6+ months so as to have her out of diapers by the time Dubya Dos arrives. In all reality this is a long shot, but some part of me is hopeful that it could be done. And here’s why… gory details and all.
A couple of weeks ago Julia was taking a bath. I was sitting next to the tub reading, when she stood up along the side to start interacting with me. I was still half reading, half playing when I realized she was acting a little, well, strained. Immediately I asked “Are you pooping?”. Obviously, she gave no answer but a grunt was enough to confirm what I expected. I picked her up, sat her on the toilet where she did her business. A few days later, during a diaper change I caught her pre-poo and dashed off to the bathroom.
Then again tonight we had another random success. We allow Julia to have naked time sometimes after she’s just had a diaper change. So tonight during NT I noticed that she was needing to using the bathroom. I sat her on the toilet and she did her thing. Pretty impressive for a 11 1/2 month old. At least I think so.
With these “victories” under my belt, I can’t help but wonder if I could feasibly potty train a 1 year old. I’ve heard about elimination communication, but mostly viewed it with an upturned nose. Now I’m starting to reconsider my stance on EC and toying with the idea of having a few diaper free days, to assess the situation. Hmmm… This might require laying down some plastic all over the floors, or scheduling for Robert to come clean our carpets the following day! We’ll see. I always have grandiose ideas that don’t pan out exactly as I imagine, and this could just be one of those.
Truthful Thursday – Galatians 5
Posted on: November 6, 2008
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“Before the way of faith in Christ was available to us, we were placed under guard by the law. We were kept in protective custody, so to speak, until the way of faith was revealed. Let me put it another way. The law was our guardian until Christ came; it protected us until we could be made right with God through faith. And now that the way of faith has come, we no longer need the law as our guardian.” Galatians 5:23-25
One of those days
Posted on: November 4, 2008
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You know when you have one of those days. A day where you are counting down the hours and minutes until you can crawl back into bed, white flag waving. Yesterday was one of those days.
Julia and I both are suffering from our first “winter” colds. Poor little girl (and poor mama!) woke up at 12:30 am because she couldn’t breath through her nose, didn’t go back to sleep till close to 1:30 and woke up for the day at 4:45 am. Not quite how I wanted to start my day.
But, in all things rejoice.
As a way to love and support me, Jonathan surprised me last night with:
a bag of M&M’s
a hand written love note
a bouquet of flowers
and….
a roll of Christmas wrapping paper.
He’s the best.
Truthful Thursday – Luke 21
Posted on: October 30, 2008
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“But before all this they will lay their hands on you and persecute you, delivering you up to the synagogues and prisons, and you will be brought before kings and governors for my name’s sake. This will be your opportunity to bear witness. Settle it therefore in your minds not to meditate beforehand how to answer, for I will give you a mouth and wisdom, which none of your adversaries will be able to withstand or contradict. You will be delivered up even by parents and brothers and relatives and friends, and some of you they will put to death. You will be hated by all for my name’s sake. But not a hair of your head will perish. By your endurance you will gain your lives.” Luke 21:12-19
My apologies for not posting more on Truthful Thursday. It’s not as though there isn’t enough truth to post, as there is more than I will ever discover, but just a lack of time on my hands. Today’s truth resonated in my mind about losing my “rights” as a Christian. I say “rights” in the terms of how this world defines it. The idea of losing my “right” to free speech, to voice my beliefs is concerning, but Jesus has already told me this would happen. He didn’t promise peace on earth, but betrayal, anger, fear, hate, evil. However, he did promise that not a hair on my head would perish (I take this to mean, I will be saved from hell, not that this earthly body will go unscathed). I read this and some part of me, perhaps the daring, fighting Sarah, wants to say “Bring it on, when you mess with me, you mess with God”, and I gain reassurance that this world is not my world, this home is not my home. I am merely biding my time until I can go home and see my Father.
But I thought women loved shoes
Posted on: October 27, 2008
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Last winter and spring Julia never wore shoes. She was barely sitting up on her own, so I figured there was no need. Then the summer rolled around, she started crawling, pulling herself up, and walking with assistance. Still, I figured it was too hot to wear shoes (as I hardly even wore them) so we went shoeless.
Fall has fully arrived and with it comes the need for shoes. However, convincing Julia that she needs them seems to be a daunting task. Every time she wears her shoes she screams for a good few minutes, tugging at them, nearly begging for them to come off. Eventually she is distracted and doesn’t seem as bothered by them, but without fail, she will at some point notice them and freak out yet again. Hmm… This was not an issue I foresaw when doing research on when to introduce shoes.
You can be a Christian and a Democrat.
You can be a non-conservative and a Republican.
No matter what you think about each candidate, we have an amazing privilege to choose our country’s leaders. And for all you women out there – your privilege is even more sacred. Your foremothers did a lot in order to ensure your right to vote and for your voice to be heard. Make sure to live up to their sacrifice, make sure your voice is heard. It doesn’t matter if who you want to win wins, what matters is that you took the steps to voice your opinion, to voice your choice.
“Nothing that I can do will change the structure of the universe. But maybe, by raising my voice I can help the greatest of all causes – goodwill among men and peace on earth.” Albert Einstein
Tired, so very, very tired
Posted on: October 21, 2008
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We are finally working on Julia’s last feeding time during the night. Which means that for the last couple of days, we’ve been waking up between 4:30-5:30, and dealing with lots of crying and very little sleep. Blerg. However, I am hopeful that we are near the end. That once we get through this last time we are at least on the up and up (hopefully, hopefully, hopefully!) and will be enjoying a few months of peaceful rest before the next babe arrives.
The funny part about it all, is that already Baby Dubya Dos is keeping me up. While, even as I type, my body is completely exhausted, I can’t sleep. It seems that during the middle of the night, early in the morning and occasionally during the evening “morning” sickness sets in and keeps me so nauseated that I can’t sleep. Total bummer. I try to nap as much as I can during the day, as I have found when I do I don’t get as sick. But when that isn’t possible night time sleeping seems a little more difficult.
Fletcher just made a Sprite run (ahh! I know it has HFCS, but I’m desperate!) in hopes that it will help settle my stomach. It’s done a pretty good job, but I’m gonna need to find a better (and healthier) alternative for later.
Well, here’s to trying to get some good sleep tonight!
A Wife Loved Like The Church 
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