Hearing Intuition

This past Saturday was one of “those” days. I was kind of pissy with my husband, and had been for two days. He hadn’t really DONE anything, I was just feeling unloved and felt like it was ALL HIS FAULT! Unfortunately, or fortunately, we still have to converse and do things together on the weekends. 😉  

One of those things we did was take the kids to Goodwill to scope out Halloween outfits. I happen to know that my neighbor just spent $60 on outfits and I wasn’t willing to do that. Halloween isn’t even a day I particularly like, but my kids love friends and candy, so I pretty much indulge them… on my budget. 

When we got there, I directed the kids and the husband, who I was mad at, to the Halloween outfits and I bee-lined it for maternity. My 13 year old joined me shortly after, said two of the kids were fighting and she had just decided to wear something from home. I glanced over and saw my husband with the other kids and went back to perusing maternity.

When  my 7 year old joined me in maternity and said she didn’t know where daddy went, I took her back over to the Halloween outfits and helped her find a few things to try on. We tried those on and then I said “We have to find your dad, NOW”. 

I knew that something wasn’t right. Call it intuition, a sixth sense, something in the air… it was time to find him. 

The store was really busy. The two girls and I started looking up and down the aisles. Finally, a few aisles in, I saw him walking towards me. He was stumbling and looked seconds from passing out. I said “Omigosh. You are NOT okay”. I rummaged through my purse, thankful we had just been at Walgreens and I had asked him to pick up an orange juice for me. I was even more thankful that I had only taken a sip out of it and then stuck it in my purse. I handed him the OJ and said “drink this now”, but he was beyond comprehension. 

I remembered seeing chairs by the shoe department and my daughter dragged one over for him. He finally drank the OJ, but I could tell it wasn’t enough. I had my older daughter grab a juice out of the cooler in the front that I had just seen 5 minutes before finding him. 

He sat for a while, we got his blood sugar back to normal and then I thanked God that I had listened to my intuition. My intuition to find him, my intuition to have him purchase an orange juice that I didn’t drink. I shudder to think what would have happened if I hadn’t listened. 

In retrospect, he said the store was much less confusing when he didn’t have double vision, and I said that people probably thought he was just another drunk in Goodwill. 😉 

And that anger I harbored towards him? It went away with the low blood sugar. Suddenly, it didn’t matter anymore. 

Thank God. 

Blogs I Follow

As a treat, I thought I would give you a list of links to blogs I usually check daily. If I don’t mention yours, please no hurt feelings. This is in NO way a complete list. I need to keep links back to share in the future. I’m only listing those that are updated regularly, and those that are “public” type blogs. There are some I read that are more private. 🙂

Here they are:

Kennedy and Drake I started following this journey shortly after they were born. At one point, Drake had 24 hours to improve and thank God, he did! I am amazed at the difference in their pictures from when they were first born to now!

Jones Family Blog there are five of them! Five! I am just fascinated by these little babies, their parents and older brother. Carrie was given shots to increase egg production after 5 years of difficulty conceiving. She did NOT have IVF. Apparently, even with the shot, it is extremely rare to have this many multiples. (and I feel like I have to say it, because I have read some criticism of them, regarding their use of these shots)

A Miniature Clay Pot Marie and two of her daughters were in the middle of the massacre in the Colorado movie theater. She has such a way with words and I love the way she conveys her thoughts.

The Path Less Taken Jennifer has made me change the way I parent Piper. When the world is following their own path, she makes her own. I don’t agree with everything she thinks or says, but she is open and not offended when you state your disagreement or offer another view point (RESPECTFULLY!)

Minivans are Hot Kelli is hilarious. She makes me laugh. She got to go on a Compassion bloggers trip and now she and her family are adopting from Russia. She is more than just a mom blogger. She might even have some decorating ideas for you. Oh, wait, no, those are flops.

Well, there are five for you. What blogs do you read on a regular basis? I would love to check them out!

Life, In General

Try as I might, I am finding myself with little time to blog. This summer has been busy, and my time seems to be taken up by dishes (because the dishwasher is broken), meals, laundry, and go, go, go. Our computer decided to die on us, so I am relegated to using the iPad, or my little phone, if I can get either of them out of the hands of my kids. I miss typing on a real keyboard. Touch screen is just not the same.

For fun, we have gone to the beach, gone strawberry picking and gone camping. Okay, well we have done a lot of fun things, but those are the three that stand out in my mind. Church has only happened a handful of times this summer, for good reason. Jack was sick, we went on a mini vacation, I was sick, we helped my cousins move, we went camping. We just went this last weekend and it was like going home.

My husband is still unemployed. Year, it’s hard. Yes, my faith waivers a bit. It’s nice to have him home for the summer and we are trying to make the most of the time we have. It would also be nice for him to have a job. Thankfully between looking for work, helping others and helping me, he stays relatively busy. I think he might be working harder now than he was when he was employed. His “boss” (me) is a little nicer too.

I am now 15 weeks pregnant. This time around is easier, because my kids are older, Chad is home, and I know what to expect. It’s harder, because we have known since 3.5 weeks, the questions I get are more intrusive, and there is that worry about how we will do this again. Somehow these things always work out better than we expect. When friends and strangers find out, they share their stories of surprise babies, and they are inspiring. Although my questions and worries sometimes seem to overwhelm me, I know that as a little old lady, I am going to be thankful for our surprise.

Chad and I will celebrate 14 years of marriage in 3 weeks. After this long though, every day is a celebration. I love waking up to him every day and going to sleep next to him. Of course, I will love it more in 3 weeks when we actually get a night to ourselves.

I have plenty of blogging material in my head, just not as much time as I would like in my life. That should ease up soon. 🙂 I pray for you often. Leave a comment and tell me hi, I would love to hear from anyone, even if I don’t know you.

Now, to get a couple more hours of sleep.