Tuesday, May 6, 2008

The words to go with the pictures...

My FIL is home from the hospital. He is resting, recovering and ready to be back to his busy body self. After the dance recital we took the oldest two children to the hospital to visit him...in their dance costumes. They were so happy, giggly and uplifting. It was perfect.

The Graduation Party went really well. We did the mad dash house clean up, lawn mowed, glasses rinsed, serving platters out, coolers filled. It was great! For that split moment before people showed up...my house was clean. Everything put away, bathroom looked untouched, towels clean, beds made. It's just proof that it can be done and should be done more often...Ha!

The dance recital was wonderful! I'm just going to be the proud Mama for a minute so stick with me and listen to me brag and boast. Ok~ my children were the ones that the whole group watched. They knew their stuff. They had their dance steps memorized. They performed them beautifully and were very proud of themselves. From beginning to end they were performers, from walking out to the end curtsy. Molly with her toothless grin, Lolo with her skinny little self. They were happy and loving it and I was the proud Mom on the edge of my seat clapping loudly, even a few Hoot Hoots. Not only was I proud of my dancers, but my audience was amazing as well. The seats were the fold up kind like in a movie theater. Little Annie sat in one by herself, looking teeny tiny, but determined to sit alone. She sat there quietly with her legs crossed and her hands folded on her lap and watched. She was so patient, so quiet, so fascinated and just plain perfect. As if that was not enough I turn to the other side and see my Hubby who is rocking Dels in the carseat...asleep. Can we freeze time? For this little blip of time, everything was calm, everyone was happy. I didn't want to blink. *sigh* It was perfect.

Then there was Monday...back to reality. Annie pees on the freshly cleaned rug and her clothes, can't be one or the other, it has to be both. Beds are all messy, crumbs all over the floor. I change Dels diaper and lay her on the floor to roll around. I ran upstairs to grab some warmer clothes, run back down and start to change her...she's wet. Not her diaper, her diaper is dry. One tab came undone, the diaper slid to the side...just far enough and she peed. *sigh* So that rug is wet, those clothes soaked. A little while later and I am holding Dels on my chest, we are looking into each others faces, smiling, making faces, giggling...then she spits up...on my chin, down my neck, into my shirt... did I really expect perfect to last? Ha! But you know what, to me this is perfect. I am a Mom to 4 wonderful children, I am needed, wanted, hugged, spit up on, peed on and loved. When I was sitting there covered in spit up, wondering how I was going to move...I reminded myself that I am going to miss this someday. Not today, but someday. Until then I will try my best to live each and everyday enjoying it all and taking it all in.
The not so perfect and the perfect.

Check out their recital pictures below...

15 comments:

kimmy said...

My daughter would spit up on my ALL THE TIME! I was constantly changing my shirts...

Glad to hear your FIL is home from the hospital!

Kimmy

Amy said...

I guess its good to mix it up - the perfect an not-so-perfect that is! It definitely makes things interesting that way!

I loved the girls pictures - they must have been the stars of the show.

I hope your fil is doing better.

Take care.

OHmommy said...

Your reality sounds so close to my own.

We have our recital next month... only I am sure people will be checking out Lola for other reasons. Like picking her noes. :)

I can't find the cards at my local Walmart either. I had to go to the next town over. American Greetings makes them. My aunt found them at her Walmart. I think it is a hit or miss... but LOL at your kids being patient with you while you search. :)

Mari said...

What a great day! I'm so glad the dance recital went well. I'm glad you are able to enjoy the everyday days too!

Becky said...

That was beautiful, GirlyMom. And so true. You will miss everything one day when they are grown...but then you will move on to grandmotherly activities which will continue to keep your life full of technicolor moments.

Mary said...

Loved your pictures :)
Glad to hear your FIL is home. Hope is recovery is a smooth one :)
Don't you wish you could freeze time? We (all 3 of us) were out at a reception on Sunday and I carried Thomas in. My hubby said to me "why do you always have to be the one to carry T in?" My answer......."because some day he's not going to need me to and I'll miss it." I'm such a hog!
BTW.......about the TV in my post....Einstein came home from work with one on Thursday. It is OBNOXIOUS and way to big for our living room! But, it is fun to play the wii on :)

painted maypole said...

cute pix!

hold onto those moments in the crumb filled reality! ;)

utmomof5 said...

I try so hard not to wish away this time in my life. Embrace it and remember it all!!

Cute pictures!

Courtney said...

The last few sentences were beautifully written. Soak it all up; pee, stit up, laughter and tears!

Bridget said...

Your girls look so cute in their costumes!
It's the "mom" days that make you appreciate the perfect ones that's for sure. My perfect days are never in public though ;o).
Glad your father in law is doing better.

Kathryn said...

This was just the sweetest post. Such a good reminder to remember all of these crazy times because I know I will miss them someday. Even the days that I think I'll loose my mind.
Thank you for the reminder!

Tanja said...

At least you're living in the moment, those kiddos are very lucky you're their mom!

Kellan said...

Yes, the not so perfect and the perfect - for sure!

Nice to see you girl - have a good evening - Kellan

KATE said...

I loved the recital pictures! I love seeing them dance! I have to admit it, when it comes to that I love the whole "dance Mom" thing. It's some of the rest of it, that I could live without.
They are adorable!!
I also love getting spit up on! My favorite is when it goes right down the shirt & in your cleavage, that is the tell tale sign of a Mommy! Woo Hoo! Today I'll toast my diet Coke to spit up down the shirt!

Stacie said...

one of the greatest parts of being a mom is sitting back and watching our children do great things. YAY for the girl's performance and for the others performing well too!