The Christensen's: You Can Rest When You're Dead!

Monday, February 15, 2010

You Can Rest When You're Dead!

I had one of those days today. I was feeling sorry for myself. Feeling sorry for the endless monotony of my days. Changing diaper after diaper, feeding, dressing, bathing, napping etc. I spent the good part of the day angry and sad. Then I had one of those "Ah Ha" moments, where I realized how short this time will be. My children will never be this little again. They will never need me the way they need me now. When they are teenagers I am going to ache for these monotonous days. Although I go to bed most nights and wake up most mornings, exhausted, I know I need to cherish every minute I have with my kids. My mom has said to me many times, "you can rest when you're dead," and it is so true. This time on earth is short and we should make every moment count. I'm going to try each day to enjoy the little things and hang on to every moment I have with my little angels.

3 comments:

Bonnie said...: amen!; February 16, 2010 at 9:43 AM
Stephers said...: I soooo hear you. We are looking to adopt again in the next few months and part of me is saying "ARE YOU NUTS?" But I know that I want the kids as close as can be and I know it will only be a few short years of running after them cleaning up all messes they make!! Thanks for this post, I needed to hear that it wasn't just me feeling this way :); February 16, 2010 at 12:21 PM
Matt and Mandy said...: Well said. We watched home videos today (because I was charging the camera and happened to pull them out in front of the kids). They thought they were hilarious, but it made me realize that they looked so little, yet it feels like yesterday. Time flies by WAY too fast!; February 17, 2010 at 8:29 PM

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From the Mouth of Tate

To Paul "your my best friend, dad". (Paul got teary)

eating icecream and seeing it was melted said, "look mom chocolate juice."

Fell down on our friends grass, rubbed it and said, "This is great grass."

eyeing Gwen he says to me, "Tate take her head off?" not sure if he has grasped the concept she is real or not.

when I change his diaper he always asks for "feel better" (diaper cream)

He also lets me know when he wants changed by saying, "I wanna nice clean diaper."

Found a rock in the grass and threw it back into the rock landscaping and said, "he wanted to go home to his mommy."

me: "Tate, do you want to try and go potty on the toilet?

Tate: "NO WAY MOM, toilet is all gone."

Struggling and grunting in the backseat he finally says, "mom I can't do it... I can't grow bigger."

Tate: "mom come here."

me: "I have to feed Gwen first."

Tate: "no mom, pump."

We went through the Del Taco drive through, and Tate said, "Mom, is this a new McDonalds?" I think we need to cut back on the McDonalds.

me: "Tate, do you want to go watch the Flash Basketball players tonight?"

Tate: "No mom, we watch the Aggie guys."

Tate looked down at his diaper and then looked up at me and said, "I just pee peed on Elmo." (there are pictures of Sesame Street characters on his diapers)

Tate: "Mom, I'm the man"

me: "Tate we need to whisper"

Tate: (yelling) "No we're not whispering, we're YELLING."

Elaine: "Tate, are you going poop?"

Tate: "Yes"

Elaine: "Can you hold it?"

Tate: "In my hand?"

Tate: "Mom, go down the slide."

Me: "I'm too big."

Tate: "Well, grow down."

I was talking on the phone with my mom while Tate was in the bathtub and he said, "mom, put the phone in the water and grandma will get wet."

sitting on the potty, he went pee pee then said, "3 times!! I can't believe it." We have been potty training, and he was apparently counting how many times he had gone that day, and was pretty impressed with himself.

I went and sat down on the couch and Tate said,"Mom!!! Don't sit on the guys, they are watching me play football." Apparently he had some imaginary fans watching him as he kicked his football.

me: Tate, come eat your oatmeal.

Tate: I can't, I'm being sick right now.

I was walking down the stairs and I head Tate saying, "...and don't come of that stair until you stop crying." as I walked down the stairs he told me not to step on the (imaginary) kid that was in time out. I asked why he was in time out and Tate said, "because he put a coin in baby Gwen's mouth." YIKES

Tate (sitting on the potty): Mom, come look I did a big snake poo.

Tate (4) we had a little earthquake and he asked paul what it was. Paul said it was and earthquake, and Tate replied, "like when another planet runs into earth, that would be an earthquake.