Thursday, August 2, 2012

My Children in Plain Site!

My children bring out the best (and the worst) in me.

Rather than rant, I'll show you what I mean!!!

CONNOR












AIDEN








SHANE




LYDIA










MAYA





They make me smile....and cry!
They make me giggle....and yell!
They make me beautiful....and so very sleep deprived, knotty hair, baggy eyed ugly!
They give me faith...their upbringing scares me silly!
They cause me to love deeper than I ever have before in a simple grin, hug, uh-oh, touch, and kiss!
They belong to me...and I belong to them!

Monday, July 23, 2012

My Ancestry...My Posterity

I woke to this beautiful gal, snuggling close to me this morning.  I saw myself in her as she begged to be within touching distance of my entire body. As I stayed perfectly still, in the most uncomfortable position, only to allow her dainty fatigued body drift slowly back to sleep, I admired her pretty nose, the curve of her eyes, her precious soft pink lips, and her blonde hair swept perfectly to the right of her pale doll skin.

I saw myself.

I saw my daughter.

I stroked her face gently, she sighed a bit, and I laid there for a good 30 minutes, still, calm, enjoying each moment of her beautiful little body, holding a beautiful BIG spirit.

It was 5:30am, and she obviously needed to sleep longer, but my body ached, so I retired to the couch, for some room, more than anything else.  She noticed my distance in another 15 minutes, grabbed a bag of chips and joined me under the covers on the couch.  She chomped away on BBQ potato chips, my favorite growing up, and said, "Get your rest Mommy" in a sweet gentle tone.  When my eyes later opened and my arms wrapped around her, her first response was, "Did you rest well?"

Oh how I love Miss Lydia!
So, as I got ready for church, I went with a 1920's style dress, some high heels that made me so very tall (which I love) and curly classic hair.  Most people thought Steve got a new girl!  I was told the look was very fitting for me, that I was totally unrecognizable, I was gorgeous...and on and on!  I laughed so hard when they thought Steve brought another woman to church. 
But I dressed that style, thinking of my generations past.  I added the beautiful crystals I inherited when my Great Grandma Maymie passed away.  So to my turned up nose, eyes curved like my Lydia's, pink lips and pale doll skin (or so my husband says), I defined myself with the crystals.

Thank you Maymie for being with me today from another dimension which I would love to have even one glimpse of, and thank you Lydia for showing me that in you I and my ancestry live on. 
The women in my family are solid rocks...
Great Grandma Maymie (Jesus loves me...you said so!)
My Nonna (I'm built just like you...and desire to be just like you!)
Mother Dear (My Gardener)
Princess Sara (My NEEDED other half...I've determined we will pass together to that next dimension)
Compassionate Sunny (My rescue in times of pain, my beauty diva partner)
Faithful Santana (My opptomistic turn to)

And then there's me...Crystal...a pioneer.  I as reminded of that today.


Saturday, July 21, 2012

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!

I woke yesterday morning to the sweetest and most peaceful moment.  Aiden had already placed his wet sheets into the washer, wiped off his bed, taken a shower, and was about to place the kittens near me as I slept.  He did...and Tigger curled up next to me, Bonita curled up next to Tigger, and Aiden strived to curl up to all of us.  When the kittens feel asleep, he left me to cuddle with them, knowing the happiness it brings me.
I could've stayed there for hours, and I was tempted to after the long hard week I had, but my thoughts were interrupted by my sister's text wondering what our plans were for the day.

I had a very hard week, and I know I have been specifically and harshly mocked for the expression of my trials on my blog...though not even a small bit of them have been expressed publicly, but I am honest.  In being honest, I try to be uplifting as well...and mysterious, so people don't know the true nature of the trial.  Only if you KNOW me, do you KNOW our trials...and those people are few and far between, unless information is sadly leaked and trust spilt.

This week was hard, leaving me for days with tears, puffy eyes that I tried to ease with warm wash clothes and rice packs, headaches that were not cured by medication, only the ceasing of crying, and emotions that left me without appetite or desire to work my tail off...which I do daily!!!  The feeling is familiar...and one I would never wish to revisit again.

 This past Monday night, I walked into my patients room.  The mother of the patient said, "Crystal"

"Yes, what can I do for you?" was my reply.

"No, Crystal, I was just thinking of your name, and what it means.  It is just that, a crystal; a beautiful formation created from a strong and pure foundation.  But, in order for that formation to create that crystal, the elements of the earth have to come together in the most perfect order from that foundation in order to create a beautiful crystal.  That's what you are Crystal, you have been given a very special name!"

I was left in awe...in shock...and tears filled my eyes.
My mother desired to name me Elizabeth, but my father was chosen to name me since my mother named Sara...our princess!  My father's favorite singer was Crystal Gale...and for the longest time I couldn't disassociate that from me.  Over the years, the separation occurred and I know that I am truly meant to be Crystal.

Aiden and Connor were playing the other day (7&9), and a war was reaching it's highest level of acuity based on their running and ducking amongst the rocky grounds (our stone landscaped yard).  The forces must have been many, because as Aiden was in desperate attempt to fight his hardest, he yelled, "I'm holding up my Crystal Shield!"

"WHAT?" I shouted in shock.

"It's my Crystal Shield Mom, see how pretty it is.  It protects me!"

I was then led to tell them of who I am, Crystal, Crystal Shield...they thought it was amazing!  And yes, I do protect them!
That little story of hope on Monday night has carried me through some of the week.  I know my Father and truest family and friends regard me unique, beautiful, and of great worth.  So after a week of placing warm wash clothes on poofy eyes, rice packs on my head, and taking medicines to ease a headache that only the ceasing of crying can ease, I decided to follow through with my plans to take my sister out to lunch.
This is her, a beautiful gal...in so many ways.  Her name is Sunny.  She is a true and beautiful member of the church who has told me all week long to not trust in the opinions of those who do not know me, but KNOW who I am!  She's had a really hard week too!
We went to the mall and found the greatest deals on Perfumed body lotions... and we only bought a few before we headed to a favorite sub spot.  Our day was ending way too short when i dropped her off only to head back into town for my son's appointment.  I told her husband, "You know I could keep your wife out all day long if it wasn't for my son's appointment!"

She called me moments later to say that her husband left to run his own errands and she was home alone, so I made a quick U-turn to have her with me all day long!
We ended up at Connor's 9 year well visit appointment, and she took over her youngest, Christian (1 year) and my crazy hyperactive son Aiden with my wandering little Maya in the waiting room while Lydia and Connor came with me into the exam room.  

Lydia insisted that she do everything her brother did...and the nurse was very patient...doing all things for her as she had done for Connor.  It came time for Connor to pee in a cup (because of some concerns I have had regarding him...and Maya's link to kidney/urinary problems we already face in our family).  He was so compliant and calm...then Lydia decided she needed to pee... and Connor said, "I'll just wait in the exam room!"

When Lydia was done, I decided I needed to "pee", and Lydia said, "I'll just wait in the exam room!" with her lispy 3 year old voice!

I walked into the exam room with the doctor already there, sitting at the computer, and I told her, "Well, you know Connor had to pee in a cup, so naturally Lydia had to pee, and then lo and behold, I decided I had to as well!"  She looked at me, taken by surprise with my bluntness and started cracking up.  She quickly complimented my hair, we joked some more, and then she said, "You guys, your Mom's hair is making her so spunky and funny, I just love it!!!  And you're so cute and stylish!"

Connor was found to be in the 85th percentile for height at 55.5 inches...only 6.5 away from me (and he grew 6 inches this past year alone!) and in the 50th percentile for weight at 68 pounds...more than half my current weight. I love him so much!  He clung to me when he had to receive lab work to rule out kidney and endocrine problems, and then he clung tighter afterwards as I cheered him on as the best son ever.  When we walked out to the waiting room, the doctor took a quick peek at Sunny, surprised to see that she was my sister (Sunny sends her kids there too!).  We laughed and the doctor joked about how Sunny can't round up the kids...Aiden was hanging over the front desk, Maya was wandering everywhere in the office, and Christian was in his mother's arms screaming!  Oh joy, I thought, my sister had to babysit for me!
When we left I found a great deal on 6 inch heels from Target...love my HIGH heels, though I only buy them on clearance!  It takes me from 5'2" to 5'8"...that's awesome! 

Only after we had been to Target did we realize that the boys...who had been with Antonio (Sunny's husband) all day at the movies, hadn't had a drink...not even water!  We played into it by telling them to just wait until after Target...oh the times we will laugh at when all is said and done!

We then went back to the mall and bought a ton of the clearance lotions and lip glosses...
We made 5 trips total...
With each trip one of us hopped out of the car to buy more items that we instantly feel in love with the moment we tried it!  Hey...we don't buy full price...ever!  And now we are well stocked!
Sometimes girls really do just wanna have fun...
we did...
and I think we deserved it!

Thursday, June 14, 2012

To be a Mom!

I have so many updates...form Birthdays to Crashes...
and Airplanes to Glasses...
They will come!

But tonight, I want to focus on a few little things I am grateful for as a Mother.

I have three sons, the first born is Connor.
While in a Relief Society Lesson at church the other week, I felt impressed by the Lord to kneel in prayer with each child alone...every night.  I felt I needed to offer a prayer for them...and then they could offer their nightly prayers. In response to the impression, I have knelt with them nightly, and many prayers have been said! I know that as they grow, the words I utter will sink deep in their hearts as a communication between me...them...and the Lord.

Connor has been such a good help lately with gardening...he waters the garden daily with Daddy...and today...Mommy!  I am so proud of the sweet son he is.
Aiden, well, he insisted that our picture together be one of both me and him hugging...that's what he does with me after I utter a prayer with him every night.  He grabs me tight, hugs me for a good 5 seconds, and I know that genuine love has been communicated to his BIG heart.

Tonight, I read the boys, "The Going to Bed Book" by Sandra Boynton. When I got to the last page, it read, "They rock....and rock...and rock to sleep!"  I said it slowly, gently, and swayed back and forth as though they were cradled in my arms.  When I finished, Aiden looked at me and said, "That's how Mimi says it!!!"  
Mimi is my mother...and in that moment, I heard my mother's voice, and nature, and love...in me!

How great it is to be a Mom! 
Miss Lydia is growing fast, and she adores everything about me....her Mom!
She is learning how to use the potty...she has mastered "pooing" on the potty, but was caught off guard one day when she needed to go really bad, and we were still miles from home.
She didn't warn me, but when we got home I told her, "It's okay, we'll just wipe you off, get a shower, and you can go on the potty next time." to which she replied, 
"It hurts my heart when I poop in my pull-up!"

She is a girl...and in being a girl, she sets a high standard for herself.
I am already hearing myself in her! 
Maya Ruth  is a bundle of light!  She is kind, calm, loving, and full of thankfulness and joy!

We went to the park today, and Maya ate bites off her BBQ pork sandwich, her veggies and fruits, and of course fire hot Cheetos.  The other kids...not so much!  They actually didn't eat until dinner because they decided not to eat lunch!

When we were at home, at the close of the day, Maya came to me and said, "Yank You for my so-a fum Sonic," as she sipped away at the tiny cups sugary contents!  

She then played around, as all 2 year olds do with a Styrofoam cup and soda...and my newly mopped pristine floors filled a 2 foot perimeter with sticky...ant attracting...soda!

All I could do was hug her tight as she cried over "spilt soda" (haha) and know that the sorrow in her heart was genuine.  She was indeed grateful I got her a small treat today, and indeed sad that it was gone in an instant.

I am so grateful for my Maya...which means Mother....

I am incredibly grateful to me a Mother to all these beautiful souls!

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Maya's TWO!!!

My sweet Maya Ruth...
AT TWO...

You still have reflux into your right kidney.
You are an angel in every sense of the word.
You have FINALLY stoped nursing, and it wasn't by your timing!
You have remained the most innocent of all my babies, I correlate it to nursing for so long!
You LOVE food and will eat everything off of my plate...
even before your plate is touched!
You still sleep in a crib.
You have developed a deep love for baby dolls, even more than your sister has.
You call me Mommy, and I call you Baby!
You are in nursery...and you love having your sister by your side there.
Your favorite song is "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!"
You have a bottle at bed time every night.
When you drink your bottle, your tiny fingers still scratch at by back like they always have when you nursed!
You have the most brilliant blue eyes.
You wear anything from 18 months to 2T.

You, Maya Ruth, are my angel sent from Father above!
I love you precious child!

 You cried because the cake was far enough that you couldn't reach it during "Happy Birthday!"









 When shower time came, you were still enjoying the cake...
 And later that week, as we drove off to get you a bike fro your Birthday...we were side slammed...and the car was totaled.  The greatest disappointment...no bike for Princess Maya that day!


 But we still enjoyed every ounce of beauty you bring into this world, and our little family!



You may look at me like I am everything to you...
But you are everything to me dear child!
Thank you for two years of heaven with you in my arms!