What made me depressed this morning:
*Dwelt too much in the past and with "what if's"
*Allowed negative thoughts to overtake my morning, a result of my "what if's"
What made me awesome this morning:
*I changed two poopy diapers without cringing
*I fed my children food without frustration
*I got dressed for the day
*I communicated kindly with more than one person
*I swept up the mess the baby made (because the 3 yr old left his food out where he shouldn't have) without anger
*I read 5 books to the 3 yr old while the baby napped in my arms
I had a conversation with a friend about tweens, teens, Facebook, and cell phones. Right now, when my 11 year old asks about cell phones, I say: "We can talk about it when you are in high school." It's not even on the table right now. And when she DOES get a cell phone, it will be a phone. No smartphones, no internet. Why in the world would I place access to pornography, bullying, and pain in the palm of her hand? Literally?
Same with Facebook. She has asked when she can have a FB page. I told her we could talk about it again in high school. Kids don't seem to understand now-a-days that once something is public on the internet, it's there forever. What you say, how you say it, pictures, etc. Heck, most adults don't understand this! Besides, I'm addicted to the time-suck that is called FB. This is not something she needs to have in her life right now (or ever?). I'd rather see her going OUTSIDE and making REAL LIFE friends. (Not that you lovely FB friends of mine aren't real or anything!)
Now I know the benefits of texting with teens. I also know the benefits of a FB page (my husband has been in a youth calling in our church for 10 years; he loves being able to text the YM for service projects and connect with them on FB --keep an eye on them, really. I know YW leaders who feel the same), but the risks are VERY risky.
Btw, my friend with two teenagers agreed.
How do you approach cell phones/FB with your teenagers? What age do you allow them? How old do they need to be?
So, I got lazy and stopped making my baby food. Mostly because he was only eating my oatmeal, but hated my other stuff. ("Baby, come on! It's just a mashed BANANA. Nothing else! Eat it, please?!") And one day, while perusing on diapers.com (where I get my diapers/wipes/etc.), I looked at baby food. I found some called Plum Organics. I decided to try it.
He LOVES it.
I love what's in it! It's a little more pricey than regular baby food, but considering the content, that he eats it, and that he'll outgrow it soon enough, I'm sold on it.
"When there are boys, there will be noise!" I first heard this phrase by Michelle Dugger. I laughed when I heard it because she is so right! (She would know!) But it's crazy how MESSY it is with boys, too. For sure, my daughters are good at making messes, but I truly don't remember them being so destructive with everything. Honestly, when it comes time to sell this house, I'm afraid nobody will buy it, simply because of all the damages made to walls and floors by our boys! Of course, most of the damage has been to our furniture, so, I guess that's good. ??
My good friend just gave birth to her fifth boy. Five boys! She told me that before they got pregnant, she had to get herself into an emotional state that would allow her to be joyful with having another boy. She didn't want to have another baby "just to get a girl," and it was obviously the right thing to do. I went to see her yesterday and her son is just beautiful. It made me baby hungry, and my baby is still a baby!
When I was pregnant with #6, I truly thought he was twin girls. I did! I felt convinced I was having girls, and when it turned out to be one, and then a BOY, I felt so dumb. Part of me thinks Heavenly Father has a really good sense of humor, but then, the other part of me had wondered if I was simply crazy. I have dreamed of my babies before. I have felt inspired. But to be so very wrong?
And so now, I'm wondering if it had been inspiration after all. If we have girls coming. Twins. Or maybe just two more individual births --girls. But then I feel like my friend: I have to be joyful if we have a boy. Or boys. Or nothing. What if we can't conceive again? It's entirely possible. I spent some time with my friend who lost her baby this week (she was 16 weeks along) and we both agreed on the same thing: Life is a miracle and very, very fragile. My heart is breaking for her and her husband, because their sweet son was desired --he had been prayed for for a very long time. He was their first.
Anyway, I'm not overly worried about my future-possible-maybe-children, I promise. It was just something I was thinking about this morning in light of my experiences yesterday.