Just Me here. No one important or famous. Just a mom, wife, sister, daughter and a friend. Sometimes my life is full of drama, like at 7:30am and Peter has realized he hasn't done his homework yet. Sometimes my life is boring, like washing the same dish after breakfast, lunch and dinner. Oh cannot forget the snack time Sean needs to keep his energy up. Sometimes it is sad, like when Daniel's heart has been broken for some reason or another. Most times Sean is my sidekick, but moments like, right now, I am alone, with everyone in bed. Sometimes I am seriously missing my Sweet Pete and Dan, but I sometimes wonder why I didn't leave them at school when they decide to argue over something really silly. Neither one willing to give up.
Just Me has 4 boys. I still shake my head in amazement that I only have boys. Boys who are loud, dirty and yet so impossibly sweet and loving...to me at all times. Wish they would do more dishes, but I cannot never turn down a sweet hug or a in-your-face-mom smile from Daniel about a million times a day.
My boys, especially the younger 3, or the 3 Amigos, remember to hold the door open for me or rush to open the van door. They are always leaving me love notes all over the place. I love Sean's hearts and his million drawings all over the place. Someone harness that mind of his! He writes in pictures. He talks in pictures. We have pictures everywhere!
My boys have a pet name for me too. Meme. Rarely do they call me mom these days. Just Meme. I love it!! Peter started it and after he says it, he adds this funny sigh. Sean sounds like a robot...a creepy robot. Daniel says it sweetly. Paul just jokes about it.
Speaking of my boys, I love their personalities and how they play into our family. I was looking at a picture of the boys from quite some time ago. I am not sure of their ages, but Peter looks to be about 2. So Sean would have been 5, Daniel 4 and Paul 15. Maybe a year younger, but not older. The 3 Amigos are together; Sean appears to be talking--something he loves to do, Daniel has this look of, "Here we go again! Sean just stop talking!" and Peter has this look of, "I am so CUTE!" Paul's picture is separate, but he is saying, "I don't like my picture taken! This is PAINFUL!"
Paul has an interesting role. He is an adult child, living at home. Working side jobs here and there, while he decides what to do with his life. He is not an outgoing person, but is amazing with what he can create, which is about anything. He is our chief pizza maker and boy are they good! He isn't always tolerant of his brothers, but does have a good time with them every so often.
Sean is a miracle. Not going into much detail, but I have never experienced miracles like I have with this child. I have an understanding of God's plan and the Atonement of Jesus Christ. This child is on earth for a reason. What reason, I have no idea. Sean loves to talk, draw and and eat, with eating being #1 on his list. He has a great sense of humor, yet struggles some days to live. His brothers are overprotective of him and are always watching out for him. I really think they would sacrifice their lives for him if it came down to it.
Daniel is another miracle, (welll, they are all). Born the earliest, losing a twin brother and then almost his life at 5 years old due to a rare brain defect, he is a miracle. My sweet blonde boy. My only blonde boy to keep his white blonde hair after 2 years old. This is the child who drove me up the wall and it was his kindergarten teacher who helped me see what a sweet boy he was. How could I not have seen that? His brain defect was causing him to scream all the time in pain...how was I suppose to know?! Thankfully we caught it in time before we lost him to it. Daniel rarely complains, but when he does, watch out! He is a fast runner, loves to be on the go and oh, video games are important. Thank goodness I am not a fan, so his time playing them is very limited. Be careful if you ever play hide and seek with Daniel. He is very good at hiding....oh he is never found! He is awesome at sneaking RIGHT BEHIND YOU!
Sweetie Meatie Petey. This child is so darn cute, and knows it. He should be awarded an Oscar for his acts of whatever they are. Very confident, which has lead to getting into trouble with the teacher this year. He isn't afraid to tell her that she is wrong or he doesn't like something. Yes she is perfect for him...yes I have finally come to terms with it/her. Not sure what makes this boy tick, but I love snuggling him...he still loves to at 9. He isn't afraid to let his friends know how much he loves his mom. He loves school and thrives on learning more and more. Especially in math. His struggles so much with reading and writing, like his brothers, but once it clicks, he is going to be my bookworm.
I have other 'sons' out there. James. He is one of the scouts I have come to know. He is a fine young man who is a great leader and will do great things one day. He makes me laugh with his funny sayings and I admire his ability to get things done without being asked. He taught the Cub Scouts at camp this summer to do 'about face' during the flag ceremony. Absolutely precious!
I feel bad for James since he broke his wrist while playing football. He was doing so great and then it happened. He missed the season....the entire thing because of his wrist. Hopefully it will be healed by Thanksgiving so the cast can come off.
My 'other boy' is Ken. We have been married for almost 25 years. It seems like it was yesterday, but a million years ago. Things haven't been so wonderful lately and it has taken both of us, working hard to keep it together. We were told our marriage would suffer greatly when Sean was born and we had to jump into the cold water of live with a medically fragile child. We proved them wrong as we formed a great team, advocating for Sean. We know how to deal with insurance companies very well. I could not have gone through those early years of Sean's life without Ken. These days, it is money and time getting in the way of each other. Both of us are tired and need a break from it all, yet we cannot not stop working or taking care of Sean or his brothers.
Just Me is for me to write...probably not very well, but I do better journaling, than not writing it down. I can find solutions to my issues and it calms my angry heart.
What makes me me?
I love:
- Chocolate
- working hard
- serving others
- miniatures...dollhouses...more on that.
- mountains
- beach
- camping
- learning
- making something
- painting
- drawing
- sewing
- beading
- scouting
- computers
- reading
- good food
- good company
- sleeping....except when my hips hurt
- cooking
- thinking
- writing
- the colors red, pink, blue, yellow and their shades
- being barefoot...though my hips and back hurt if I don't wear shoes
This I do not care for:
- fish...i like fishing
- dishes
- cleaning a bathroom after boys have used it
- muddy or sticky floors
- people who are all talk and no do
- people who claim to be someone they really are not
- those who lie to me
Things I wish for:
- Ken to have a job he is happy with and can meet our needs
- a home, with a yard and more than two bedrooms and 1 bathroom
- World peace
- not to feel tired all the time
- health insurance for everyone
- to visit Montana more often
- to see my Mom more often
- Lose more weight
Things I need to change or do
- my attitude
- my weight
- read my scriptures more
- attend the temple more
- pray more
- smile more
- serve others more
- save more money
- read more with my boys
- sing more with my boys
- forgive a few people
I have come to realize:
- material things are not as important as one thinks
- There is a God
- Miracles do happen, though not for everyone.
- I still dislike my photo being taken
- speaking in front of large crowds is nothing
- I love Scouting
- People know who I am and are watching me...so I need to keep my ducks in line.
- I love being a mom to all boys
- Having girls would have distracted me
- I can be OCD about things
- I can do anything I want with a little hard work
- I love being a Camp Director
- I have some of the best friends in the world!
I am Just Me. No one else and I don't try to be.
