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Crazy busy

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Hello there.

It’s me. I’m running around like a chicken with its head cut off (this reminds me of a funny story about my mom, but I’ll have to save that for later).

I leave for Brazil tomorrow and I’m in the final stages of getting everything ready. Since I’m the mama … I feel the need to make sure everything in my house is in order before I walk out the door.

Laundry must done.

Groceries for the week purchased.

Mid-week field trips prepped for (Shelby has an overnight camping trip next week, yikes. So I have to get her packed for that and make sure our nanny can watch the little one while daddy camps with the big one … see what I mean about crazy).

Birthday party presents wrapped (Shelby is oh so popular and has lots of parties to attend!).

Fish food secured (poor fish hasn’t eaten in a week).

And the list goes on. And on. And on … it’s a lot to remember. And I pride myself on remembering it all and getting it all done. I might go nuts, but it all will be done.

As I was driving Shelby to school this morning, she said to me, “Mom, I can’t wait until we get to relax. I can’t wait until we get just one day where there is no school or no work.” She went on to talk about a vacation she is planning (in her head) that will take our family to Hawaii. I sure like the way my little girl thinks. I’m ready for that day too. But in the meantime, I’m a smart, resourceful girl … so I’ll make it through the crazy. I got the following thought in my email box this morning and thought it was oh so appropriate for me at just this moment.



 

Even with all the craziness, I’m reminded how much I love my life and how grateful I am to have such a wonderful and full life. There’s lots of people who have never even been on an airplane and here I am traveling around the globe and taking my kids with me most of the time. … how cool is that?  

As I was shopping for Shelby’s class earlier this week I was thinking about how everyone and every parent is different … and that’s okay. I might not help in Shelby’s class every week, but I do what I can, when I can. Each person has a different story. Each family has a different dynamic. When I look at my kids and see how smart and happy they are …. I know that our way is just right for us.

Have a wonderful weekend. Scrap your little hearts out for National Scrapbooking Day. I’m going to do some digi layouts and share them … hopefully I can post them while I wait for my connection to Rio in Atlanta. Otherwise, I’ll share them with you all as soon as I land in Rio. I’ll be checking in next week with pictures from Rio. And of course … the May Kits will be up tomorrow.

Hope your life is as CRAZY fun and happy as mine!

 


What a blessing

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I was looking through our vaction pictures, one stood out above all the others.

The funny thing is … it’s not a shot of my kids at Disneyland. It’s not them enjoying the hotel pool. It’s not so much a vacation photo at all. It’s a quiet moment shared between the best of friends.



On our flight to California Shelby took over care of Cooper at one point and showered her little brother with love and attention. In this quiet moment, with not a single word shared, it was clear that these two souls share a connection that no one else will ever understand. The depth of their love is inmeasureable. And to think, there was a time I thought they wouldn’t be close and worse yet, Shelby would  harbor feelings of jealousy and resentment for Cooper. Instead, they have become the very best of friends.

As I watch these two together, I can’t help but think of my siblings. Earlier tonight I noticed I had a missed call. There was a message from my little brother. Mind you, he’s not that little anymore. But there was a time I changed his diapers, so he’ll always be little to me. The messages was short and sweet. He was just calling to check on Cooper and make sure he was on the mend.

My heart swelled when I heard his voice and as I type this tears are streaming down my cheeks. I am so loved. There are people all over the world pulling for me. Loving me. Thinking great thoughts all about me. What a blessing it is to have a family who loves you and supports you. I forget that some times. But I am reminded oh so quickly when my sister swoops in to save the day or when one of my brothers calls to offer good cheer. I used think having so many siblings meant you got lost in the shuffle. But know I know better. It means you are surrounded by a circle of warmth.

What a blessing it is that my children now have the same thing. No matter hat happens, I know that Shelby and Cooper will travel through this world together as team, forever united by their blood and deep love for each other.

What a blessing indeed.


Kindergarten

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My sweet little girl started kindergarten yesterday. I’ve been riding a wave of emotions for the last few weeks. I’m certainly excited for her, but I’m also so sad. Where did all the time go? I seriously feel like it was just yesterday that I was holding her in my arms at the hospital and she was looking up at me with those big blue eyes. She was so little, so precious and just so sweet. And then I wake up one day and five years have passed.

I’ve been surprised at how emotional I’ve been over this transition. Shelby is extremely independent. She’s been going to preschool for years now. And for my “real” job I travel quite a bit and have had to spend time away from her countless times. We’ve adjusted to life as we know it and Shelby is totally comfortable talking on the phone with me each night no matter where I’m at in the world or video chatting with me online. That’s just how our life works. So, I shouldn’t be so sad to send her to kindergarten, right? I guess it’s not so much that she’s away from me during the day, it’s really what it represents: my first born is growing up. In a blink of an eye, I’ll be dropping her off at college. I’m not ready for this.

This is one of the main reasons I scrapbook. I don’t want to be 60-years-old an unable to remember what Shelby looked like on her first day of kindergarten. I don’t want to forget how I felt sending her off to school. I want to be able to recall what she said after she returned home on Day 1. I want to record our story and save it forever.

Why are you scrapbooking today?