Comical Chaos!

The past 2 weeks have been crazy…but nothing could have prepared me for the flood of chaos that came over the past few days.

Wednesday seemed like a normal day. The kids and I played in the morning, then lunch, and nap time. When they woke up around 3ish I knew I had 3 1/2 hours to fill before daddy came home. So I decided to go for a leisurely walk with them. Since I hadn’t anticipated for this to be a power-walking workout, I had on flip-flips and a tiny clip holding my hair in a loose bun, jeans and a dark t-shirt. About 4 blocks in to our walk I decided to go about another 4 blocks to the park. I get the kiddos out of the stroller, they go down the slide a few times….and the I get a phone call.

“Hi, Mrs. Sciba it’s your social worker. I am on my way to your house for the final home visit for Luke’s adoption.” WHHHAAATTT!!!! I didn’t know she was coming, or did I and forgot. Oh man what do I do? I must have sounded confused over the phone because she said, “You didn’t know I was coming?” I had to be honest, “No, ma’am. Let me call Matt and see if he is on his way home and I will call you right back.” I am loading the kids back into the stroller while trying to call Matt. Mary was NOT happy to only be at the park for such a short time! Since Matt just started a new job, I did not have his work number programmed in my phone and he wasn’t picking up his cell. I began running back to our house in shoes that were NOT made for running. I lost my favorite clip and my hair was swishing all in front of my face. I could feel my hair becoming 10 times heavier as it’s absorbing the sweat running down my neck. I was hot and exhausted and convinced that sweat stains were evident through my shirt. I needed to get home ASAP to look up Matt’s work online and pray I could reach him. I finally reach Matt and his VERY generous boss let’s him leave early. He gets home about 7 minutes before the social worker arrives. From the moment I got home to the time she showed up, I was frantically picking up my house (it was a complete disaster) and throwing anything and everything into my bedroom because I knew she wouldn’t look in there. Our house looked presentable, I was able to freshen up a bit and the visit went great!

As it turns out, Matt had responded to her request for a final visit the day after his grandmother passed away. He thought he had Cc’ed me his response that we could meet Oct.3….totally understandable case of miscommunication. Anyways the last question the social worker asks is if our marriage is doing ok. I told her it may seem as if we do not communicate very well but I assured her that we do in fact have a great marriage and all the circumstances just made life a little hectic. But all went well and she said we had a beautiful family!

Then comes Thursday. I made plans with another mom to meet at a nature park with the kids for a toddler nature walk activity. The park is quite a distance from our house so we decided that we would do a picnic at the park so the children would be fed and happy on the long trek home. Before we head to the park and Matt goes to work, we had to go get some papers notarized. Anytime I am trying to pack up the kids and on a time crunch, I go a little crazy in my head hoping I have everything I need for a whole morning away from the house. Anyways we are in our cars and I was going to follow Matt to the notary’s office. As I am ready to pull out of the driveway I notice I do not have my purse. So instead of turning the car off, I just take my house key off the ring, run in the house, and retrieve my purse. I didn’t want to make Matt wait any longer so I just threw the house key in the console of my car and off we went. The visit to the park was great fun, the kids had a great lunch but Mary was getting alittle restless as I was packing up. So I rolled down the windows of our car and let her play in it while I loaded everything up. She got into a few cd’s but nothing bad so I didn’t think anything of it. I was so happy that they would be ready for nap as soon as we got back and that meant some free time for momma! We get home and I go to unlock the door and I have no house key. I could not find it anywhere! I have NO idea where Mary put it (and neither does she) and I spent about 30 minutes rummaging through every crevasse in the car…no luck. The kids were getting cranky since they had still not had a nap (it’s about 1:30 and they go down no later than 12:30pm) I had to swallow my pride, call Matt and let him know I was on my way to his work to get his house key since mine was nowhere to be found.

Even though I felt slightly embarrassed, it was great seeing Matt and meeting his boss. We get home about 2:30 and Mary never takes nap. Later she had gymnastics and wore herself out but a super tired kid makes for interesting moments.

We all survived…but I still have not found my key.

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Some videos and pics from Luke’s birthday!

Luke can only eat things that are pureed or thickened liguids. I had difficulty finding out what to for his Birthday “cake.” I didn’t want to make a cake that everyone else could eat but him. So I began asking around online to other PWS families and got some great suggestions. I mixed cool whip and yogurt and froze it in a little round container to resemble a small bday cake. Since it was frozen he could pick it up or suck on it without getting too much in his mouth making it difficult to swallow but he was able to get enough on his hands and mouth to make it fun and tasty!

The day before I wanted to do something for his actual birthday so we went down the road to our local snow cone shop and got a strawberry one to share. I think the cold of the ice along with the tart taste of the strawberry surprised Luke as evidence of his reaction:

Below are a few more pictures from our bday celebration with our little man:

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Happy Birthday, Luke!

I can’t believe it…my little man turned 2 on Friday! Everyone always told me the time would go by so fast but I didn’t really understand how true that was until I got my children. I remember when I first saw Luke’s picture come across my facebook page. He needed a forever family. I do not know what it’s like to find out you’re pregnant but the instant joy I felt upon seeing his precious face I felt as though I was pregnant. Deep down I knew he was meant to be my son. I was expecting! I couldn’t even imagine the emotions that would wash over my soul the first time I got to hold him. I cannot help but thank (with the utmost gratitude) all those who had a part in Luke’s life before we met him. The love that surrounded him was evident in his happy demeanor. I am also forever grateful to all our family and friends who have shown support throughout our adoption process.

To celebrate his first birthday in our family we had a bubble themed party. Bubbles were blowing outside and the kiddie pools were filled with water. The kids played so well together. They had a great time and the adults got to sit and visit and watch the little ones run around. For me it was a perfect way to spend Luke’s bday! Pictures are on their way soon!

Future Gamer?

Luke has been growing very well and getting stronger daily.  He can now crawl on all 4’s.  He used to army crawl on his elbows and he can now put his weight on his arms and crawl on his hands.  When motivated he can crawl pretty fast!  Luke is able to pull up to a standing position all by himself…he’s even taking assisted steps.  Before I know it, my little man will be walking! 

His new piece of motivation is Matt’s XBOX!  It has a power button that turns green and beeps when pressed.  Green is obviously Luke’s favorite color and beeping his favorite sound because he cannot keep his hands off it.  Mary used to press it all the time so if I was in the other room and heard the beep I’d call out to Mary to stop.  Well a while back I called her name upon hearing the beep and within seconds she was by MY side but I could still hear the beeping.  I walk in to the living room to find Luke repeatedly pressing the button with a big smile on his face!

I wanted to walk up and say, “Good job buddy for crawling and kneeling to reach daddy’s toy!”  I love seeing his improvements even if his motivation is something he shouldn’t be playing with.  I had to tell him, “No sir, we don’t play with daddy’s toys.”  I redirected him and he quickly crawled right back to the XBOX to play with the button.  I couldn’t help but smile.  I wonder if this is a sign of his possible future gaming days…only time will tell!

SHHH…We’re in the library!

I first thought that when I started staying home I would have some free time.  When I was working it just seemed so chaotic that I just knew when I became a stay-at-home mom  I’d have more time to prepare dinner, clean the house, have some quiet time, etc.   I have no idea where I got this unrealistic image but I have quickly learned it’s not the case.  I am going to try to update this blog at least once a week so I have decided I’m going to MAKE time for it because trying to find time in my day is not working.

Anyways, last week I had, what I consider, my first public embarrassing mommy moment.  Our AC went out and the temperature in our house was slowly climbing. Once it got to 80 I decided I had to get the kiddos out of the house and into a cooler place. 

I decided to take them to the library to play with the puzzles and look at some books.  They did SO great while we were there playing…until it came time to leave.  Mary did not want to go!  So I said we could check out some books to bring home.  She was so cute picking out her books (we’ve been learning about sea creatures for the past couple of weeks so she was so excited to find a book on starfish!)  I am holding Luke on my hip who is being so content and peaceful.  Mary is carrying her books up the the check-out desk.  I was feeling so proud of how well she was behaving.  After she put her books on the desk and I was searching for my library card, everything dramatically changed!  She gives me this very mischievous smile and then bolts down the aisle.  Trying to keep my composure, I calmly start walking after her.  Her momentum and speed keeps building and she begins laughing and giggling as this is quickly turning into a game of cat and mouse.

I was trying to firmly yet calmly call out to her but my voice was swallowed by her laughter.  Students are in there with their tutors, other parents are with their children.  I had no idea how to catch my fast and feisty little red head especially while holding Luke.  So I did the only think I could think of…RUN after her! If I could just be quicker than she was, but she became a mastermind at maneuvering herself in and out of bookshelves.  I could only tell where she was by her laugh.  Poor Luke is hanging on for dear life as I am running up and down the aisles. 

This was NOT working, so I stop and wait for her to emerge from behind the book shelves.  She begins looking for me and I could hear her just around the corner.  I stepped out just a tad too soon and she was barely out of reach…there she goes again running and laughing down the aisles.  I felt as though everyone else in the library was thinking, “this woman really needs to learn to control her kids!” 

Then finally a librarian AKA angel, caught her for me.  With a FIRM grip of her hand, she apologized, we picked up our books and headed to the car. Mary had a blast, poor Luke was bounced so much from my running I bet he was ready for some quiet time and I was exhausted and embarrassed.  After loading the kids in the car I just took some deep breaths and gave myself a little pep talk. I’m sure it won’t be the last time a situation like this arises.  I was frazzled for awhile afterwards but now just smile at the whole debacle!  Oh the experiences having children brings to my life!

Who says she’s not musical?

After Mary’s bath tonight, she led me into Luke’s room, pointed, and said, “guitar”, indicating that she would like me to play. I picked up my guitar and began to sing my rockabilly medley of “Ladybug Picnic” from Sesame Street and the A-B-C song.

Mary interrupted me and pointed to the mandolin in the closet, again repeating “guitar”.  I gave her the mandolin and she walked into the den and began to strum and sing the ABCs.

Happy Birthday to Matt!

Today is Matt’s Birthday!  I thank God everyday for the man he is.  The thing I find most attractive about him is his commitment to God and his faith.  His courage to stand up for his beliefs was something I desired to have myself.  I usually need at last one other person in my corner before I feel like I can make my beliefs known to the world.  Matt can be his own army of one.  His strength and courage are things I will always cherish about him.  I pray his day is filled with blessings as he has filled my life with many blessings.