Because I don’t have the energy to get up and do much of anything besides wiping noses or refilling Kinlee’s cup now that lunch is done and over, I figure I’ll throw some things up here that I’ve thought of lately and wondered if anyone knew*. (read: and/or cared about)
- I really wish I could develop a better schedule for my days. I function better, at least more efficiently, when I have a clear structure. Somehow the girls don’t seem to want to help.
- I’m waiting to hear back from the YMCA about our financial assistance application. We have asked to have a discount on the membership, and I included a nice letter, with pictures even, explaining our “extenuating circumstances” that they asked for. Specifically the expense of Braska’s formula now that we’re no longer on WIC. $1300/month. Anyone wanna add that to their budget? I didn’t think so.
- I don’t like to talk about WIC. I felt uncomfortable every single time I checked out. We used it. It served a purpose. We did it when we found that they would cover Braska’s formula. Now we’re done, and I’m ok with that. Just another adjustment, and we’re ok with making it work.
- I often wish people would like me as much as I like them. I find myself frequently feeling like I’m back in junior high trying to be good enough for the popular people. I’m far too old for this, and yet it continues.
- I’m almost 37. That’s crazy.
- My want to be liked has a benefit that I like to include those who also seem to feel that way. That is, IF they don’t have the element or air of entitlement or expectation. I seem to prefer to help those who don’t demand to be helped. Not sure what that’s all about.
- I was totally against naming my first daughter Nebraska. Totally against it. Practically refused. Offered ANY other name. He wouldn’t budge one tiny bit. But I finally gave in because it wasn’t my biggest battle that I needed to fight at that moment. And it’s her. Braska is just right for her. If you want to see the reason why M was unwavering, click here to see what he wrote to me to plead his case.
- My shutters and front door need to be painted. I meant to have it done by the end of this week. Not sure I’m going to make my deadline. At least I’ve chosen the color. Almost.
- Kinlee scares me a little. She is so funny, like really seriously humorous, quite often. But she is SO hard-headed. Doesn’t flinch when reprimanded, at least by me. She is going to be one very challenging little girl to bring up right.
- I’m almost half way through the brand new book, Bringing Up Girls by Dr. James Dobson. I’m the first person to read this particular copy from a little unknown library here in town. So far, it’s very good. Hard to read because it’s challenging to see what an important piece quality parenting is in a child’s life.
- My favorite number is 11. But most of you probably already knew that one. It’s followed closely by 7, 10, and 17.
That’s all for now. Maybe more installments later. Anything you wonder? Toss me a question. Very few things are off limits for me to discuss at least a little.
Is there a story behind Kinlee's name?
ReplyDeleteI like you bunches, by the way!! xoxo
RK~ You don't have to try with me.. I like you and we haven't even met.. even thought I worked with M:) I like all the stories you put up.. it helps me realize that my stubborn son is not unlike other hard headed kids:) P.S. Evan does the same things Kinlee does.. Terrible twos.. ha.. they carry over to threes also:)
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