Friday, August 11, 2017

New Milestones

This year, as school is getting ready to start back up, I realize it's somewhat a year of monumental milestones for our family.

One thing about having children is all the cool turning points that go along with them.

This year it seems we have quite a few new ones.

Or at least, somewhat new to us and of course new to each kiddo.

Induction to Honor's Society at UW.
Our oldest is starting his senior year of college - yep, that's definitely a first all around - and for the first time in his life has a 'girlfriend'.  (Another completely novel first for us all!)  A sweet young lady with which he has entered a 'courting/dating' relationship after having been friends close to 4 years.

Talk about milestones.  That's two major ones to start us off.  Wow!

He's also moving into an apartment rather than the dorms (yet another unique landmark for our brew) with a friend from college for his last 2 years.  Yes, even though he's going into his senior year, due to his triple major he'll be around for that 'dreaded' 5th year to complete his degrees.  (I'll admit, it's not so dreaded to me.  It means I get to keep him a bit closer a bit longer. Those days are numbered and I know it.  So.... I'll relish in that 5th year.)

The next 2 kids in line are entering their senior year of high school.  How did THAT happen?  It just doesn't seem possible that in about 12 more months both of them will be heading off to college.


Doing devotions at church camp.
Bethany is getting close to being ready to take her driving test to get her actual license.  Not to mention she'll turn 18 this year.  She's already planning some road trips with her friends from high school that are going to be at UW this coming year.  Am I ready for that?  A somewhat big first for this mama as Jacob never did that until he was out of the house and on his own, so to speak.

Decorating Christmas cookies.
Then there's Elijah - he just turned 16 and may actually agree to get his temporary license. Yeah, the driving thing is a bit late on both, but.... it's how we roll.  I'm ok all our kids have driven later -- it gives their brains more time to mature and hopefully prevents some silly adolescent risks.

He's been working this summer helping neighbors with construction, landscaping, electronics work - many new and first experiences.

Playing in the mud pit at camp.

Next up is Miss Trinity - she's entering 6th grade.  That's quite a milestone.  As I unpacked her schoolbooks for the year I was a bit taken aback as I pulled out her math 'Fundamentals of Algebra and Geometry'.

How can my sweet little girl - only 11 years old - be learning algebra and geometry?  ARG!

One more reminder of just how fast the time is whisking away.

Not to mention she's entering that pre-pubescent phase and all the changes THAT brings about.  I'm sure she'll love to know I shared that as she gets a little older.  ;-)

Yes, my little girl is turning into a young woman right before my eyes.

Less muddy,
but still having fun in the mud pit

Miss Charity is entering 5th grade and is so exited to be able to take part in the Iditarod program our virtual school offers for language arts.  I remember last year how thrilled Trinity was to take part and now... Charity is following in her footsteps.  Again- how can this be?

Both girls went to church camp for the first time this summer - as did I - THAT was really a first for our family.  LOL!

Charity is maturing in her own rights and becoming quite the young lady.  Her shyness - although still present - is often pushed back as she takes the lead to make new friends, take part in activities, or lead the way to help her little sister approach new experiences.

It just seems like yesterday she was starting kindergarten with that sweet little face and her infectious smile and giggle that knows no bounds.

Drawing on a kids' menu while out to eat.
Finally is the youngest, Miss Selah. She has already started her 3rd grade year as she finished off her 2nd grade curriculum early last spring.  She is reading independently and working at her own pace with her school lessons now.

She's even beginning to write in cursive.

How and when did THAT happen?

She too has grown and changed so much.  I still remember her as a little preschooler wanting to be like all the big kids and 'do school'.

My how the tables have turned.  Even though she does well with school, now that she's in 3rd grade she realizes how much time it takes and how much it impedes play time and fun.  Ha.

Welcome to the real world, sweetie.

Milestones abound.

I wouldn't change it for the world, but it does cause one to pause and reflect and remember times gone by.

So many changes.

So many firsts.

It's somewhat unreal to realize some of these firsts are the last of their kind.

As our summer ends, I'll try to revel in these upcoming firsts.  Breath them in.  Enjoy them.  Lament them.

Family vacation this summer at the Redwood Forest - Jacob generally no longer tags along due to other commitments...
Realizing photos capturing 5 of our kiddos having fun on a summer vacation are coming to a close is another 'milestone'.
I didn't really expect that when Jacob left for college -- I thought he'd still come home for summer break.
Boy, was I wrong.  So.... I'll take advantage of these opportunities as often as I can.
Milestones are yet more blessings in which to be thankful.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Darn Skunks

Each year it appears as though skunks like to move in under our porches, our house, our shed, even our backyard, and bunny hutch.

This year was no exception.

I believe the dogs had managed to avoid getting sprayed for the most part this year, but alas, that couldn't last.

This morning, snuggling in bed with little Miss Selah, talking about the eclipse we are planning to see on the 21st, we both noted the sudden onset of 'skunk smell'.

We knew skunks were around -- the smell was here when we arrived back from fair.  Having Titus with us for the week at fair allowed them more freedom to explore the backyard and the trash bin of recycling we keep there.

So... I didn't think much of it. The skunk must have come in contact with another critter that spooked it enough to spray in it's defense.

A short time later, the bedroom door opened and Trinity stuck her head in announcing Titus had been sprayed in the face and was frothing at the mouth. In fact BOTH dogs had been sprayed. One in the face... the other in the tush.

They were quickly quarantined to the garage until baths could be given.

Poor dogs.

Titus chased the skunk, but never made contact.  Apollos is too old to see or smell for the hunt anymore.

The crazy little skunk ran and found a hidey hole tucked up against the house beside the dog shelter.  Right behind the propane lines so no chance of shooting him at that point in time.

I can't deny, he's pretty cute, but...... still.

Every time Elijah went near the shelter to try to put the trap down, the little black and white striped nuisance would stamp and stomp his little front feet, raising his back end up the wall of the house.  I think he was too nervous to turn to spray or Elijah would have had a face full of bad.

Finally, the traps were set and we waited.

As expected, that little stinker (quite literally), did his own waiting and once we stopped watching he slipped off - avoiding the traps and disappearing to wherever he calls home at this current time.

The traps are set and we'll hope he goes for the peanut butter we put in them.  He seems to like peanut butter and Nutella so hopefully he'll be hungry tonight and crawl right in to have a snack.

Then, sorry to say, his days are numbered.

Cute or not - skunks have no place in our mini-mountain-menagerie.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Diabetes -- Decisions and Consequences of

It's been almost 2 1/2 years since the girls were diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes.

Living and dealing with this chronic disease has become our new way of life.  Our new way of thinking.

Not a day goes by - not even an hour most days - that we aren't thinking about T1D in one way or another.

Checking blood sugars; counting carbohydrates; calculating insulin ratios; monitoring continuous glucose meters throughout the day and night; changing pump sites; pokes to insert the CGM; making decisions on basal rates based on illness, exercise, and moods; all this and more, fills our days.

As parents of a child or in our case children with type 1 diabetes, it falls on our shoulders to make decisions.

Simple ones......

Not so simple ones.

As we make such decisions we're thinking about their blood sugars RIGHT NOW; what they'll be in a couple hours; how certain foods and activities may impact those blood sugars; what long term effects the blood glucose levels we are seeing will have on them.

It's a lot to deal with day in and day out.

Physically and emotionally.

One such decision is how to handle the desire for snacks and the pangs of hunger when blood sugars are already high.

My general rule has been.... if BG is high, limit carbs and focus on protein.  Or... alternatively, give a correction, drink water, and wait a time before snacks are given.

It made sense to me.

Carbs raise blood sugar....  If blood sugars are already high, more carbs would be a bad thing.  Right?

Just recently I caught little Miss Selah trying to 'sneak' a bit of frosting from a brownie cake I had made for our 4H meeting.
Decorating cakes - knowing she can't just
'lick her fingers' as she goes along.

Not such a big deal.  A normal behavior for a kid.  What kid (or adult) doesn't like to 'nab a little frosting' as they walk by the cake plate?  I know my older kids do it when cake is in the house.  I myself will seize a bit of frosting or a crumb of cake as I pass the island where the cake is sitting.

In the average child it would be...... NO. BIGGIE!

However, for Selah or Trinity..... it could quickly become a VERY. BIG. DEAL!

If she eats -- especially straight sugar like that -- without taking insulin (particularly if her blood glucose levels are already elevated) it could become quite serious, quite fast.

What to do?

We don't limit carbs - even treats - for this very reason.

Adding a border - drooling a bit over
the frosting she can't just 'taste' as she goes.
Yes, our girls with type 1 diabetes eat cake, ice cream, candy, even the occasional slushy -- just like every other kid.  We just have to dose the appropriate amount of insulin -- which can be a lot -- and monitor their overall blood glucose levels after the fact.  (Granted, this is not the 'norm' for their diet.  As with all our children, we try to limit the treats to keep a healthy balance.)

We didn't want to get into a situation where the girls felt their disease was a punishment and hence push them toward 'sneaking' food to get that which they felt they were missing out.

Yet, here we are.

That simple decision I had made to limit carbs during snack time based on blood glucose levels was back firing.

It's made me revisit what our approach should be.  It's also caused in depth discussions regarding the importance of ALWAYS dosing for ANY food.  Conversations were had about how sometimes none of us are allowed to have the 'treats'; healthy food is always better.  I also acknowledged how it's got to be difficult for an 8 yr old to see her 9 yr old sister partake in carb heavy foods while she's stuck having a slice of turkey or cheese.  Such practices may also need to be altered - one way or the other. Maybe differently on different days.  Some days everyone has carbs, other times everyone has protein.

I know she needs to realize this is her life.  It may not be fair; it may be hard; yet... this is the lot she's been given.

However, I watched as she fought the tears that were threatening to well up in her eyes.

She just wants to be a kid.

She just wants to be able to eat a little frosting without all the fuss.

She just wants crackers instead of cheese or nuts.

I wish it were so.  I wish I could take it all away.

So, as we round the corner of the third year living with type 1 diabetes - I'd like to write that it's gotten so much easier; we have our routines and life is 'normal', but.....


I don't think living with type 1 diabetes will ever truly be EASY.

..... or NORMAL for that matter.  At least not in the sense of what most consider 'normal', what most live as 'normal'.

What's normal about having to poke your finger to check blood sugar levels before you even think of putting any morsel of food in your mouth?

What's easy about having to have a 2 inch needle injected into your body every three days to insert a new canula just so the life saving insulin can be administered EVERY time you eat?  Or jabbing yourself with a syringe ANY time you choose to ingest a food that converts to glucose in the body. Plus the additional times if you misjudge how many carbs were in the last meal you ate and your blood sugar continues to rise despite the insulin you've taken to combat that scenario.

What's typical about being awakened in the middle of the night to drink a Capri Sun juice box because your blood sugar is plummeting and you're in danger of having a seizure due to too much insulin for whatever reason or your body reacting to said insulin more quickly or effectively that other times.

What's fair regarding having to think about whether or not a snack of crackers is ok or if it will spike your blood sugar too high so you should really opt for the less coveted piece of cheese, deli meat, or handful of nuts?

No, it's not any easier today than it was 2 1/2 years ago, but... it is less raw.  It's not typical compared to what the average family goes through each day, but it is our new way of life.  It's not something we  would have chosen, yet it's not something we can ignore or neglect either.... hence,we do what needs to be done.

Day after day.  Hour upon hour.  Minute by minute.

Plus...... we know how strong our girls are and we know they WILL persevere; thrive; live full and active lives.

Finished product from Showcase Showdown team cake decorating competition.

Even through the tears and unfairness of it all.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Homeschooling via On-line charter School

Our journey with homeschooling has been an interesting one.  In the VERY beginning I attempted to 'do my own thing' and quickly learned I'd burn out in days if I continued on THAT path.  We quickly moved to a 'packaged' curriculum - Calvert - that we had heard good things about from acquaintances who'd used it and loved it.

So, our first year, after a mere couple weeks of trying to 'wing it' utilizing Five in a Row (which I think is fabulous if it fits your personality) we purchased the Calvert Curriculum for Jacob - our first born - and so began our homeschooling adventure.

Midway through the year, we learned of an on-line charter school that offered the Calvert Curriculum for FREE if you enrolled in their 'school'.  I would still be the home 'teacher', but would receive our books and supplies free of charge - which was a blessing for a single income family - and have a support system to help guide us.

Plus -- accountability.

It wasn't a tough decision.

The next summer we enrolled.  It was a smooth transition since we were already using their offered curriculum.  All that changed was some interactions with their 'teachers', sending in some papers to be graded, and taking part in the public school standardized testing plus additional testing required throughout the year due to the fact it was a virtual school.

I discovered early on that my personality NEEDED accountability.  It would be all too easy at times to just say, "eh, I don't feel like doing school today. I have this or that project I'd like to do; the toy room needs organized; the kitchen needs deep cleaned; we need groceries; it's a pretty day for the park; etc; etc; etc!" that would pull my attention away from the important task of actually teaching and completing schoolwork.

So.... the on-line charter school had appeal.

Granted, I get frustrated by the multitude of standardized testing we have to accomplish; the hoops we have to jump through; the busywork we have to complete sometimes; but.... overall.... it's been a great match for our family.

Our children have learned that school is school -- it has to be done.  Granted, since they are at home we have more flexibility.  We can work ahead to take a day off for a family field trip;  for doctor's appointments.  Or... we can catch up when we take an impromptu day off because it's just too nice out to stay cooped up inside; an emergency arises; sickness hits.   All three of the older kids have been able to be volunteer librarians by doubling up on their assignments each day to get a 'mostly free day' off once a week.   The kids can sleep in to some degree; we have a more laid back morning schedule for tending to our mini mountain menagerie.  However, we can't just continually fall behind and work at a snails pace because we are on someone else's schedule.  I honestly believe my children's education would have suffered if I lacked the accountability and time frames the virtual schools provided.  Hence, their education benefited from the on-line charter schools.

To me, that's a good thing.  No, a great thing.

I know me.

I have a tendency to get lazy.  To not 'feel' like doing the teaching that homeschooling requires.  To get distracted by projects and chores around the house.  To get engulfed in a good book.  To allow the kids to get so engulfed and rationalize that such reading 'counts' as their school for that day.  :-)

I'm willing to admit my faults and acknowledge where I would have fallen short.

Since we are bound to the schools timing, I can't be so laid back.  I can't allow myself to get quite so sidetracked.

Hence, we get stuff done.

Through the years we've discovered how all the kids learn.  We've learned the aspects of the on-line schooling that work well for us and those that we can reassess to use a method that fits better for our family, yet still completing all the work required.

Another huge benefit I've found in using virtual schooling is the independence our children developed early on in their school years.  Navigating the computer; keeping track of assignments; working at their own pace; not requiring me or another 'teacher' to hold their hand to accomplish the lessons and work necessary to succeed.

I'm thrilled we discovered on-line schooling those 15 or so years ago.  It's been a blessing to our family.

All 6 of our children have gone through these programs.  One is entering his senior year of college with honors.  Two are entering their senior years of high school - again top of their class.  Another is starting 6th grade - Jr high as it were; the fifth one is going into 5th grade and the baby is in her 3rd grade year.

We've changed which on-line school we've used over the years, but through it all we've continued to stick with virtual programs.

Many dislike them, but they work well for us.

It does take dedication on the families part; the parents; the children; the whole unit.

It does require being flexible when technology falters.

It does mean being confined to someone else's schedule and agenda to a large degree - but.... in all reality ANY schooling has an element of that.  The only difference is to what degree and to whom.

It does demand following a set curriculum, but since we are home with our children we can add to that however we choose.

For us, it's been a win win scenario.

The kids get a solid curriculum that prepares them for college; I get to be with them, molding their character; they automatically receive an acknowledged transcript to aid them in college admission; I have accountability and support to keep us on the right track and give a boost in areas I'm not strong -- ie. math and some sciences.  The children progress through all the major subjects - and then some - in a logical sequence that ensures they have no gaps in their education.

So, as we prepare for yet another year of homeschooling - or as some may say 'schooling at home' - I'm glad we have this virtual option to catapult us through our school years.  Which are sadly coming to a close for a couple more kiddos.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Fear vs. Information

Recently I was talking to a friend about the girls' diagnosis with Type 1 Diabetes; how being part of 'support groups' for this disease is both a blessing and a challenge.

On the one hand it's finally people who 'get it'.  Those who are living the same turmoil we live. The  same trials and triumphs.  Those that understand WHY we get little sleep most nights.  Those who relate to the fears we have when we see low or high numbers on the Dexcom or blood glucose meter.   Those who watch their little ones gulp a juice in their sleep in the middle of the night -- putting their teeth at risk for cavities, but necessary to save their lives. The ones who feel the same way we do when we get our 3 month 'report card' from the a1c results at our endocrinology appointments.

Yet, on the flip, by being part of the diabetes community we often see the worst case scenarios that CAN play out.  (To be fair -  we sometimes see the best as well.)  However, because these groups are made up of others 'in the trenches' just as we are, it's a safe place to share those fears; worries; the scary moments that others just. don't. get.  Because of that, I'd say the 'scary scenarios' often outweigh the positive ones in frequency.

When I was sharing that I sometimes cry as I'm reading these posts regarding the 'could happen' moments, my friend commented on how one just has to step away so you don't get consumed.  Like a new mom looking up 'symptoms' on the internet and convincing herself that her child is surely going to die because of that rash that just appeared out of nowhere.

I had to ponder that a bit.

Having been married to a type 1 diabetic for over 22 years now, I am ashamed to say that I did NOT know all the pitfalls that this horrendous disease carries with it.  I didn't realize he could literally DIE in his sleep from a severe low. That he could quickly go into DKA and suffer brain damage or death from a severe high blood sugar if left unchecked for just a mere few hours.

So... when she said this... I'll admit, I was a bit put off.  A little confounded by the innuendo that our daughters' very real risk of danger be trivialized as 'just fear'.

I wasn't angry, yet felt I needed to justify my desire -  maybe even my need - to continue being part of these support groups.

Yes, the alarming scenarios can cause you to panic. But... in our case, familiarity with the scary stuff can also SAVE our girls lives.

I understand that my husband did NOT die in his sleep in those 20 plus years, but.... many people have. Fortunately he is what we call in diabetes land 'hypo aware'. Meaning he FEELS his low blood glucose levels as they come on.  They even often wake him from a sound sleep.  Our girls don't possess this ability. Especially in their sleep.  As we've gotten further into this journey they are beginning to 'feel' when they are low during the daytime hours, but usually not until they are 'quite low'.  Granted having CGM's on both girls has helped tremendously b/c we can see their blood sugar levels in real time.  However, it doesn't negate the fact that a fast drop in blood sugar can be missed by both the Dexcom AND the individual's 'senses'.

So... yes, going on line searching for something that is most likely NOT there can consume you and cause you to go insane, but.... being educated about the very real possibilities of high and low blood sugars -- how fast they can change and become dangerous -- how serious they can be and what to look for -- well, in my opinion that's just smart.  It's useful to know what to look for; how to react; how quickly a situation can take a turn for the worse; what helps correct the situation quickly.

Knowing other people's stories has helped me not only learn new tactics, but also deal with some of my own fears of the unknown.

Type 1 diabetes brings with it a lot of uncertainties.

It's a predictably unpredictable disease.

What works one day, may not work the next.  Being aware that such a trend is common helps me feel as though we aren't doing this whole thing 'all wrong'.  It soothes my fears in many ways.  I feel my arsenal is more amply supplied because of the knowledge I've gained by hearing other's tales and situations.

I will admit early on the fear was raw.... consuming.... even close to debilitating.

But now?

Now it's different.

Now I use the 'stories' to empower me.  To strengthen the girls.  To help us keep them safe and secure.  To build our own base of awareness to help keep our girls out of danger.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Christmas Tree

Here it is, Jan 27, 2017 and our Christmas tree and Christmas decorations are still up.

"What?"  You say.  "It's almost February.  How can you still have your Christmas decorations up?  You're one of THOSE neighbors."

I could make excuses...... as we HAVE been super busy since Christmas.

But I'm not going to.

Our tree is still up because Techno likes it to stay up.

This is new for me to give in like this.

I always leave the tree up till at least New Year's Day.  However, I usually take it down ON New Year's Day or shortly thereafter. 
(Except for the year Jacob was born.  That year I didn't have the energy or ambition to mess with it so the tree was up until April when my mom came to visit. She couldn't take it and put it all away.  Don't judge.)

 It's a comical and loving 'battle' we have each December.

How early should the tree go up?  I vote for just before December 10 -- my birthday.  He would rather wait till closer to Christmas Eve -- say December 22 or so.   When should the decorations go back in storage?  My vote, NO LATER than New Year's.  His? April.  LOL!

Most years, we do a bit of a compromise.  I get the tree up 'close' to my birthday. Sometimes before but usually a bit after (mostly b/c we get quite busy) and we take the tree down right around New Year's Day or maybe a few days later depending on our schedule.

This year.... the tree went up a bit late -- for my preference.  Around Dec 22 or so.

That meant it really wasn't up long by the time Christmas rolled around and the time I'd start itching to disassemble everything.

January hit with it's hectic schedule right out of the gate.

Techno and I had our 4 day getaway; every weekend thereafter, it seemed we were going to Fort Collins for something -- appts; picking up computers; getting blood drawn; etc etc etc.

I could have delegated the task to the kids - but I honestly was fearful of things -- like my mom's ceramic Christmas tree that she made -- getting broken.  Not that I can't slip, trip, and fall myself causing disaster, but it seems my children are a little more prone to said accidents.  :-)

I could have also easily started and completed the Christmas dismantle during the week.

But... this year... I decided to honor my husband's wishes.

We left the tree up.

We left the decorations all around the living room.

The lights were on most of the time.

In the past, the chaos of all the decor drove me nuts after a week or so.

This year, simplifying our Christmas decorations made it seem less cluttered and claustrophobic.

In all honesty?  It was nice.  I might even say.... relaxing.

I think Techno's on to something.

So many put the tree up right after or even before Thanksgiving then remove all evidence of Christmas before New Year's Day.  Keeping all the holidays smooshed into a 4-5 week span.

Do we even enjoy the tree, the decorations when we do that?  Nov and Dec tend to be so busy - shopping; eating; visiting family; dinners; parties; programs at school; wrapping; planning; more parties; more programs.

Then a few days after Christmas and all the hub bub is over; we remove all evidence of the magical time; the twinkling lights are gone; the ornaments filled with memories are stashed away for another year.

Do we even have the time or energy to embrace it?  To really take notice of it all?

This year, leaving everything up for the month of Jan, I gained a new perspective.

The twinkle of the lights glowing in the evening.

The tree looming tall in the living room with all the precious memories carefully placed on it's bows.

I was able to appreciate WHY Techno prefers the tree to go up late and stay up long.

It helps with the hum drum days after all the buzz of the holidays has passed.

The winter months stretch on and on here.

Why not keep that magical look and feel for a few more weeks?

I'm pleased we did.

I'm overjoyed I honored my husband's wishes and kept Christmas displayed a little longer this year.

Yes, it's getting to be time to remove it all.  But... if another few days pass and it's still up?  I'm ok with that.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Time is Zooming Along

Last week, Bethany and Elijah had to take an Accuplacer exam so they could get college credit for 3 of their high school classes they are taking on-line.
Elijah at the 4H fair dog show.

Not a big deal.

Bethany this summer at the 4H fair fashion show.

Just an early drive into town to drop them off at the
University to take said test.

Not a big deal.


It hit me....

They are taking this test because they are getting closer and closer to graduating high school and entering that new stage of life -- college.

What?  How?  When?

Yeah, time really does fly when you have kids.

That whole adage "they grow up so fast." is no joke.  They REALLY do grow up fast.

I've known this.  We have 6 kids, after all.  It's not like this is my first rodeo.

Jacob has already spread his wings and gone off to college - rarely returning to the nest.

But.... this day.... it struck me just how quickly it all goes.

2 years.  24 months.  104 weeks.  730 days.  That SEEMS like a long time.

However, those that are parents, know just how short that time really is.

Life continues to happen in those 2 years. School; housework; chores; work; activities; travel; sleep; illnesses; camps; projects; visits; vacation; church - it all just keeps going.  Soon, those 2 years turn into 1.5 years.  Then a year.  Then 6 months and you think.... where did the time go?  What am I going to do?  I have SO much more I want to teach them; do with them; tell them; show them.

Yet, time doesn't cease or even slow down for that matter.

It doesn't care about your feelings; fears; the fact you simply want it to stop -- if only just for a while.

It just keep ticking along.

               Second by second.
                            Minute by minute.
                                         Hour by hour.
                                                  Week by week.
                                                            Month by month.
                                                                       Year by year.
                              seemingly out of nowhere, you are moving yet another child (or two) into the college dorms.

Broadsided by the reality that your little girl; your little boy is now an adult.  Moving on to the next stage of life.


Yes, time really is zooming along.  Our two high schoolers will be heading off to college in no time at all.  That means our little girls will be entering Jr High then High School in close to the same short timeframe.

It won't be long as these three littles will also be striking out on their own.  Say it isn't so.
Even though we still have 10 more years with our youngest - that time too - will slip away in a heartbeat.

One day I'll be thinking about and possibly writing a post about our LAST child heading off to college.  How the time with her was so, so short.

Remember those months, weeks, days that just tick away?  Yeah, that's happening as I type.

It's hard to believe that the day will come when all these precious gifts we call children will be on their own.  Out from under our wings. (Insert nostalgic tears here)

For now, I'm just going to embrace today.

I'm going to try to remember how quickly the time goes and therefore enjoy the moments I have left with the 5 children that are still living full time at home.

To talk and listen more. 
To laugh and play often.  
To teach and encourage daily.
To smile and hug as much as I can.

Time is ticking away.  They won't stay home forever.

As they shouldn't.

But, they ARE here now.  For that I am grateful.  With that I will take full advantage of the time I do have with them and teach them, guide them, love them.

With all I have to offer.