Starting Over

Okay, so problems with my old blogspot resulted in me making this new blogspot and hopefully no problems will occur this time. I somehow messed with the "html" and my page was not accessible by anyone and I could not make posts. I really don't know exactly what I did, but this is what I was told happened! Because of this, I gave up!

Speaking of starting over, today is Monday and we all know what that means...starting over with a new week. How do you start your new week? Do you start it with a prayer on your mind and a song in your heart? Do you start it with a cup of coffee? My Monday morning started around 6am with my dear little boy, Josiah. His "delightful" screams for "gilk! gilk! gilk!" hit me even before my alarm clock had a chance to. I laid my little sugar back down and in a hushed tone whispered it was time for "night-night" and not time for milk. This however was shortlived and mommy finally gave in and slipped the starving one a little "gilk" hoping for another hour or so of sleep for him...for me, my little charges would be arriving in about 30 minutes, so I had to scurry downstairs. Josiah did not succumb to dreamland as I had hoped he would, but his screams for "nano" [which means all things food!] began because I simply don't ever feed him so he starves. His screams of "nano" were proof of an ill-fed child. He sounded like rats were chewing on him! By this time, my new-found morning friend...my morning sickness was kicking in reminding me I hadn't eaten or had anything to drink, so I turned the baby monitor off, deciding Josiah could go back to sleep or scream for "nano" for a few minutes while I settled myself with a cup of milk. No sooner did I have my cup of milk than my dear sweet 5 year old charge busts through my front door with her non-stop chatter about this and about that and about relatively nothing. Josiah's foot is probably gone by now because the rats ate it, and I now have a 5 yr old, a 2 yr old and an 8 month old starved for attention because they don't possibly get any from their home-life. My dear sweet 5 yr old informs me that Josiah is awake...I failed to inform her that he had been for a while, and I wasn't ready to get him quite yet. While I got my little charges settled with breakfast, and had every intention of getting Josiah downstairs and into his high chair, my DH awoke because of the screams coming from our son's room. Danny brought Josiah downstairs and asked if I heard him screaming. I wanted to fain complete innocence so badly I could taste it, but instead told him if Josiah can have his milk in peace at 6am, then I could have mine in peace as well [is that why the milk was now luke-warm sitting on the dining room table?]. I never did finish that cup of milk! So, this is how my day and my week has started over. I am not complaining, I just find the happenings of the morning quite hilarious now. All of my little charges are sound asleep in their respective places and will not wake for a while. Josiah has succumbed to dream-land again which makes me so happy and I have already made my to-do list for the week, a to-do list that will be forever shattered by my morning start-overs, but I will always know that I had the best of intentions!

Well, before I close, I would like to say that today marks a wonderful day in my life. Today is the 7th wedding anniversary for me and my wonderful DH. I remember the day we were married as clear as if it were yesterday. I hardly believe it has been 7 years because they have gone by so fast and we now have a family. Josiah is such a delight in our lives as he is a bubbly 15 month old. We are so excited about our upcoming addition to the family, our little "christmas present" as he/she has been dubbed because of the 12/25/2008 rendered due date. Each day with my husband and my family grows more and more dear to me and I can't wait for the next 7 years and would be blessed if the Lord were to grant us seven times seven years together!!!