Thursday, February 25, 2010

Controlling Chaos??

For the past month or so it seems like everything has been spinning out of control. A whirlwind of events swooped in and surrounded me for what seemed like forever with no end in sight. There was a final decision on our house we were living in with the mold, you can check out the orange fur here. The decision was - MOVE. NOW. We had three days.

I will be the first person to say that I am not a fan of anything I do not have control over. That is a vise I will own, albeit not proudly, since it is a vise I am working on, I will own it!!

Loss of control number one.

Work has been so dern hectic I can not see straight!! Seriously, we are preparing for a Registration Audit, and I am the office rep for said system. At least a hundred times a day I get pulled away from my actual job, the real work that I have to do on a daily basis, to answer questions, conduct a meeting, hold someones hand for this blasted audit. I will be eternally grateful once we have passed and are registered!!

Loss of control number two.

I am always told how well behaved my kiddos are. Honestly, they are good, I would accept no less. Don't get me wrong they have their moments, believe me!! However for the most part they are well behaved all around good kids. All three of them, and for that I am extremely blessed. Recently Jay has been pushing my buttons. Some of it I think he is just trying to see how much he can get away with, some of it he is really just having a hard time with school, and doesn't want to try. Not acceptable, but I try to understand where he is coming from. School was never hard for me, until I took algebra, it all came so easy. AJ is like that, he reads it, he knows it, he hears it, he remembers it, he sees it, it is engraved in his little head never to be let loose again. AJ has always been that way. Jay, is a bit more stubborn, the "because I said so" doesn't always work on him. There are excuses, questions, a million other things he just has to do before he can do whatever it was that you asked him too. We get home around 6 in the evening, AJ starts his homework, Jay gets a snack, a drink, goes to the bathroom, changes his clothes, has to play with Jenna, checks the mail, the list goes on until about 6:45 when he sits to do his homework. That is only because I have, by this time, told him no less than 14,952 times to sit and do his homework. Then he can't find the pencil he likes, then he has to find the other pencil that has a good eraser, then he is distracted by my noise of cooking dinner and cleaning up dishes, again that list goes on until 7:15 when he actually starts reading his homework.

You see, here is loss of control number 3!!

I can not take it any more! We moved, we still have boxes everywhere, clothes everywhere, it doesn't quite feel like home yet. That adds to the chaos!

Then two weeks ago, I was rear ended. Remember? Ya, driving around in a PT Clown Car, oh, I mean PT Cruiser, almost literally sitting on the road as I drove. Did you ever notice how different things look from that angle? I am so used to driving my SUV (equipped with a lift kit) that the neighborhood streets felt foreign to me at that level!

Loss of control number 4, which has thankfully become control regained number 1!!

Oh and loss of control number 5? Yep there is a 5, well, I guess it will be 4 since I have my truck back. But there is another loss of control - Baseball season has begun!! We will now be on the road, at the ball field no less than four times each week. This season, we are The Mets, the boys are excited, and I am looking forward to creating a cute outfit for Jenna to wear to the games:)!!

Maybe, I should just open a window and tell "control" to fly right out.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Meet Me Over Here...

Hi Simple Chaos readers!


My name is Catherine Moore. Nice to meet you! I stumbled across Megan's blog one night while I was feeding my infant and blog hopping (as I like to call it). :) When I saw the title "Simple Chaos", I knew I had to check it out.


I found it so ironic that was someones blog title because I'm a simple person, but my life is anything but simple! It's simply chaos! I kept reading and learned that Megan is mom of boys and is learning what it's like to now have a girl. Me too! I'm a stay at mom to one son (although it feels like two at times) and I'm leaning what little girls are all about! I kept reading and quickly learned I love to read what Megan writes! I knew right away that if Megan and I lived near one another, we'd definitely be IRL* friends!


Well, being blog friends will have to do, so let me say thanks for letting me steal Megan for a while as she is guest posting this morning on my blog, iBlog. I've just started iBlog, (a spin off of my personal blog) as a place to share things that I find inspirational, funny, helpful, creative or all of the above! So, "hop" on over and enjoy Megan's post in which she'll write about chaos ensuing at Target.


Every Monday I plan to feature a blog I love and want to share. I'm excited that Simple Chaos is my first! Enjoy!


*in real life


~Cat Moore

Friday, February 19, 2010

It Gets Better

We were in the grocery store and Jenna was sitting in the back part of the shopping cart where the food goes. Anytime I put something in the cart, she would drop it out a few seconds later. She does not want any of it touching her. So one by one, our groceries were hitting the floor. I find it a bit comical for her to be so persistent at such a young age.

However a nice older lady near by looked at me and said "Don't worry, it gets better" I laughed and continued walking through the aisle to find what we needed. As I walked away, I wondered, did I look worried? Did I look irritated? Did I say something that would instigate the woman's comment? No. No. and No. Hmmm.

There I was actually enjoying Jenna's little games, and this lady must have thought I needed some encouragement of some sort. You see, I didn't see that situation as one where I needed to think "It gets better". It left me wondering what she thought was so bad that it needed to get better?

Maybe it was not so much her words as it was her tone, one that silently spoke "These are rebellious people, deceitful children, children unwilling to listen to the Lord's instruction."(Isaiah 30:9) But you see, that was not what I was seeing, it is not how I was feeling. And by her words I felt attacked, reprimanded, and criticized.

How do I let such little things tear me down? Why do I let the words of others fall so hard on my heart and my mind? "The LORD redeems his servants; no one will be condemned who takes refuge in him." (Psalm 34:22)

It is a struggle to seek Him in those times when you feel like you have failed, when you feel like there is no way to fix the problem. This for me is a never ending endeavour, I can not fix things, I can not alone make it better. Only through Him "It gets better".

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Religion, Oh I am Gonna Go There:)

For many people religion is such a touchy subject. While many will openly discuss their beliefs and their God, there are still so many who. just. won't. For me religion is personal, almost private (well maybe not anymore). I say that meaning that my religion is a personal choice, and one I would like to keep that way.

Honestly I am all for religious discussions, I mean how else do you grow as a Christian or even a person if you are unwilling to hear other's thoughts and points of view on any given subject?

There have been many times where I was inclined to sit and type this all out, maybe in some way to clarify things for myself, but also to point out that even with in one religion there are many different points of view.

For example, I am Christian, but what does that mean other than the fact that i believe Jesus Christ died for my sins and all others? Why are there so many "sub" religions? Why is it that "they" are right and all others are wrong? You have so many rules with in these religions, and they are different between them all. If you are Catholic, there are so many things that are acceptable that are, well, just not if you are Baptist. So who is right? Is there a right?

This is just one of the reasons that I think people have such heated discussions about religion. There is no way that their way is the wrong way, and instead of being able to look at the big picture, it come to a battle of the minds and wills for who has the ability to out-argue or out-last the other.

Why can't they both be right? Is there anything that is really just black and white, cut and dry, right or wrong? Well, I guess you could say there are, speeding, murder, robbery, etc.

In my opinion (oh, no I am opening myself up to be bashed for having an opinion) religion is not about who is right or wrong, to me it is more about a way of living your life, choices that you make, living together in harmony as a community, cheesy I know. If we really did all follow that golden rule "Treat others as you would like to be treated" things could be so different!! Does it matter that someone who built a relationship with God never stepped foot in a church? How are they any more or less worthy than the person who only walked into church to ask for forgiveness for the sins they committed that week, and will commit the next? When it's all said and done I am in no position to judge anyone, for anything.

Really, the way that I see it, my God (not that he belongs to me) isn't going to care what name you called him by, whether or not you danced, if girls wore pants, etc. The way I see it, he cares more about how you treat others, how you treat yourself, how you choose to exemplify him in your daily life. Does any of that make sense? What are your thoughts?

Thursday, February 11, 2010

It is With a Heavy Heart...

I sat here with my new post window open all day. Sat here trying to think of something to write. I sat here at my desk and tried to accomplish something, anything work related. It didn't happen. It is with a heavy heart that I have sat here thinking, praying, wishing that any of this were untrue. I am asking for prayers for a family who is loosing their daughter to a battle with cancer. This summer I learned that a friend's daughter was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma. Layla Grace is a beautiful little girl who fought all summer, through the fall and just recently her mom and dad were told that she would not be on this earth with us for much longer.

I know Layla will be healed, He will heal her. Miracles do happen, and while it seems so unfair that precious Layla and her family have endured this battle, they are stronger because of it. I don't know His plans for sweet Layla, or her family for that matter. I know that Layla's story has brought many people in our community together.

This is all mixed and jumbled and not very cohesive, but I did want to put something down. Please pray for peace for this family, pray that Layla's two sisters will understand what is happening, pray for strength for Layla's mom and dad as they continue this journey no parent should ever have to walk. Pray for all the families that have lost loved ones, with sick loved ones, pray for the families that are whole and healthy, but somehow each day take that for granted.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

A Smashing Saturday

Saturday was full of plans to move things into the new house, take the boys to baseball tryouts, move more things into the new house, unpack and organize room by room, go to a bowling party for Jesse's company, and spend our first night in our new home.

One day I will realize my plans are not set in stone, I have to be flexible. This was one of those days.

The morning started as planned, kids were up, fed and dressed on time. We headed out to pick up some things from the storage unit and take them to the new house, along with the boys baseball gear for their tryouts later that day. I was a bit irritated that the tryout time had been pushed back, but we were able to find everything and relax a bit more before making our way to the ball park.

As I loaded up the kiddos to go to tryouts, my mom called and asked if we were on our way; she was at tryouts already with my youngest brother Jacob (who hasn't played baseball in 7 years or so), he needed a bat and batting helmet. We were taking him one of the boys to borrow, and we would watch the tail end of his tryouts before AJ and Jay had theirs.

I pull up to an intersection, the light was red, I stop, I glance in my rear view mirror and see this car getting closer and closer. Not slowing down a bit! I remember telling the boys "hang on", there was no one in front of me at the light, I lifted my foot off the brake to help decrease the impact of the two vehicles. As my truck slides through the intersection I hear the plastic/metal of the cars crunch, glass shatter, and the smell, the smell of the cars colliding.

I sat there stunned for what seemed like a couple of minutes, I am sure it was only a matter of seconds, I hear Jay, "Mom, what did you hit?"

I don't think I said what I was thinking, I know I told him I didn't hit anything, someone hit us. I was thinking "thanks for the vote of confidence kid!!"

I drove the car from the far left lane, onto a side street to the far right. I jumped out, looked at the truck, it seemed to only have a bit of damage to the bumper and the spare tire was knocked loose and dragging on the road. I looked back across the intersection where a lady was getting out of her car, the front was pretty smashed, fluid leaking everywhere!!

I called Jesse, he was at work, I called my mom to tell her to let the director know the boys would not make it to tryouts, and that I would not be taking Jacob a bat, or a batting helmet. I called my dad, I knew I needed someone there with me, but everyone was busy. Mom was with Jacob at the ball park, Jesse was at work, Dad had left to get his haircut.

Then I called 911.

Not to worry, we were all OK, the kiddos were talking just fine and Jenna was laughing. I was a bit worried about the boys, as they were both complaining of back pain, Jay was gagging and sounded like he was going to vomit. That worried me a bit, but I am pretty sure it was just his nerves. With in ten minutes of each other, the police showed up, then Jesse, then my dad, and then my mom.

The lady who hit us was texting while driving! Lovely, oh and to top it off, she has no insurance!!!

My truck was towed, I am now driving an electric blue PT Cruiser, affectionately nicknamed the clown mobile. No offense to anyone who has a PT Cruiser, it's just not my style. And now I have the pleasure of dealing with my insurance company to get things fixed. Hoping that they do not total my truck!!! I really like it, and I would like to keep it! To explain, thus far my insurance company has been great, literally an hour after the accident I was in a rental car.

After that, all my plans for Saturday went right out the window.

On a positive note, Jacob, the boy who has not played a lick of baseball in years, not only made the little league team, he made the Majors!!! Yeah Jacob!!!!!

Monday, February 8, 2010

It's A Love/Hate Relationship

Well, seeing as we just moved most of everything into our new house, I thought it only fitting to make a list of what I love about moving. Maybe I should preface this with the fact that I have OCD that is comparable to "Monica" on Friends!!! This is a problem folks, you may not realize it, but it is!! Here goes my list:

  • Organizing cabinets, closets, drawers, just organizing everything!!
  • Rearranging furniture, oh, I don't know 148,739 times (hubs loves that one!!)
  • Finding old things, remembering the memories attached to all of them.
  • Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning!!! (I have two boxes of just cleaning products - I may buy more cleaning products than I do shoes)
  • Throwing things away (sadly it is usually hubs stuff, oops)

Here is my list of things I hate about moving:

  • Transporting all of our belongings.
  • Packing boxes.
  • Unpacking boxes.
  • My house in complete disarray.
  • Not knowing where anything is.

There really is more, but I will not continue to bore you with the monotony of my OCD. Really, just sitting here thinking about all the things that need to be put away at my house is making me want to leave early to go catch up on some of it before the kids get out of school!!

Friday, February 5, 2010

Consequences

Definition:

negative results: the unpleasant or difficult results of a previous action (thanks to msn)

Lately, I have been having difficulty with the boys understanding that mom makes the rules and that they have to follow the rules mom makes. They seem to want to negotiate their way through life. While I agree there are probably good reasons to allow them to negotiate certain things, my sanity is not one of them. They don't want to negotiate certain things, they want to negotiate EVERY.THING.

My plan of action was to pick them up from daycare and discuss with them what was expected of them when we got to the house. I did just that. I also let them know that there would be consequences if they failed to complete their homework, chores, etc. in a timely manner. I asked if there were any questions. The conversation went as follows:

Jay: What are conkse..consec... what are...?

Me: Consequences?

Jay: Yeah those, what are they?

Me: They are punishments for not doing what you are supposed to do.

Jay: Oh, well I can't have those.

Me: Why?

Jay: Because I can't even say that word, so I should have to have them.

I tell you it is really hard to listen to his little deep voice in the back of the car say things like that and not laugh!!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Where Oh Where Has My Little Blog Been?

Oh goodness, it has been a while!


Where do I begin?

First we have had an extremely busy two weeks!! We had to move out of our house because of the orange mold. Move everything into storage while we found a new house, transfer all utilities, try to move everything into the new house, all while invading my parents home:). While AJ and Jay have just loved sleeping at Nana and Papa's every night for the past two weeks, I think all the adults are ready for things to go back to normal!! We will finish moving the rest of what is in storage this weekend (hopefully on Saturday so we don't miss the Super Bowl).
On a different note, I love the new house!! We are right across the street from the park. Literally 50 feet away!! There is a nice family that lives next to us, they have a teenage daughter and a 7 yo boy. Is it bad that I immediately thought about the daughter as a babysitter? I mean I would not leave the kids with her now, I don't know her right now, but if she is a nice girl, I could see maybe leaving the kids with her for a couple of hours while we go to dinner or something.

The boys will go to a new school, but I will not transfer them until this year ends. They will start fresh at the beginning of next year going to the same elementary school I went to, with many of the dame teachers, and some previous classmates (and good friends) of mine are also teachers there!! I am really excited about our new house, our new adventures to be had, our new memories to be made, and the newest leg of our journey as a family!!