Make It Right

Have you ever been wronged whether intentionally or not? I have! And just recently when it happened I wanted so badly to MAKE that person MAKE it right. Does that make any sense?

Well anyway...today this battle came to an end. Not the way I had planned it out in my little head to end, but nonetheless, it ended. I have been making phone call, after phone call, to the supervisors' supervisor. It was a non-stop battle trying to get them to make the problem THEY caused me, right. I have been on the phone and in person to these people for the past few weeks and didn't seem to get anywhere. But today when I spoke with Rosa something clicked. She UNDERSTOOD my complaint and ACKNOWLEDGED my feelings of being wronged. She couldn't take back what had happened or even fix the problem for me. But Rosa recognized the mistake and listened to my complaint. I felt SOOOO much better today after talking with her. It is funny how my main goal in this battle, quickly changed after Rosa heard what I was trying to get across.

Does this mean that MY problem was solved? No, and I know it never will be. Do I believe that this will never happen to another person? No, but maybe one less because I spent hours trying to make them aware(AKA complaining). Do I feel better? YES, I wanted to be understood and Rosa did just that.

Now I feel better and my complaining can stop(for a minute or two).

Way Too Cute

We were watching a movie with some friends today when I had to check on something upstairs. Camden was sitting on the couch in between Seth and I. I decided to leave him there and asked Seth to make sure he didn't fall off. When I got back downstairs this is what I saw.
Seth had his arm around Camden and was patting his shoulder. I just about died it was so dang cute. How could I not capture this memory on film?

Turn That Frown Upside Down

Things that annoyed the heck out of me this AM:

1. The dog distracting Camden from eating his breakfast
2. Not being able to go to the gym because I had a sick child
3. The sky being gray and gloomy for the past two days
4. The pile of evil necessities I bought from Costco last night that are still taking up my living room floor
5. Crammed, cluttered, and disorganized cupboards
6. A child that wouldn't nap and wanted to be held
7. Dinner dishes from last night in the sink
8. Dan's stupid plastic toy sitting in my kitchen


Things that I am grateful for this PM:

1. The dog distracting a crying Camden while I did the dishes
2. Tylenol for my sick child and a good excuse to hang out in my PJ's
3. The chance to stay inside and get things accomplished
4. Knowing I won't have to purchase any of the evil necessities for the next 3-4 months
5. Organized and clean cupboards
6. The chance to cuddle with my not so cuddly son
7. Leftover dinner from last night for lunch
8. Spencer having a birthday and needing a stupid plastic toy as a gift

Hockey Time

Someone gave Dan tickets to the Hockey game today and we decided to go for it and make it a day! The arena is clear out in Glendale so we left early and made it in time for the start of the game.

Before the game started they turn out the lights and announce the starters, ya know, like most sporting events. Camden loved it! The music was blasting and the lights were flickering, everyone was yelling! I was so relieved, because I was afraid Camden would be a pill seeing how it was right smack in the middle of his nap time.
But once that was over and the game began, Camden didn't find it as entertaining as the guy sitting next to me. So I battled with him the entire first period so he wouldn't attack the drunk guy next to us.
During the first intermission Dan went and got him a churro. This saved the day. He LOVED that thing. Hmmm, I wonder why...it was smothered in sugar! I let him eat that during the second period and he did great. Seeing how the Coyotes were killing the Sabres we left before the game ended. This made it possible to walk around for a bit without the masses of people swarming.
Seeing how the Superbowl is soon and the stadium is in walking distance from the hockey arena. This place was hopping! All the stores were up and running and you can definitely see people hanging out there to party.

We had a blast! Now we can check that off our list of things we've done in AZ. We have been to professional baseball, football, hockey, now we just need tickets to see the Suns(yes, we are taking donations).

Easier Said, Than Done

I often wonder why some of the hardest things we go through in this life leave us with so many unanswered questions. But I am quickly reminded when I find the answer to something else that is hard, it doesn't take away the fact that it was HARD. This is something I battle all of the time, I want answers to things until I receive the answer I don't necessarily want. How stupid is this? It makes me so mad that I just cannot accept the fact that some things are best, left unanswered. Even though I realize this and vow to remind myself whenever I am in a similar situation; it never fails, I still beg for an answer. That lesson is always easier said, than done.

So tonight as my mind is racing a million miles an hour, wanting an answer to something that cannot be answered, I will instead write. I am not going to beg for an answer, maybe in fear that I will hear something I don't want to. Or maybe I have learned from the past(finally, but highly unlikely). Whatever it may be that has changed my heart in this moment, I am grateful for it.

My emotions have been so high lately, something I thought would get better with time after having a baby! But I haven't seen much progress since that day. Maybe I am doomed to this hormonal, girly, emotional state! If that be the case, maybe you should stop reading this for fear it might happen to you as well.

My mom used to always say to us when we asked why, "because I'm the Mom and I said so". So why doesn't that work for Heavenly Father? Why do I continue to ask why? I would venture to say I am not the only one in this world that does this. So why people, do we do this to ourselves?

Now that I have blabbered my emotions out on paper(not really, but sorta like paper), I have to confess. I am not writing this for pity or for anyone to think I have a terrible life, my life is far from terrible. But just so I can look back on this day when I do know the answer to THIS question and remember how I felt. It is times like this when I need to step back, take a deep breath, and let my heart continue to be soft and easily touched. But that is easier said, than done.

Bubbles

The bath is one of Camden's favorite things during the day. He would sit and play in the tub for hours if I let him. Last night after I washed him up I let him sit and play for a while. I noticed that he was trying to grab the bubbles that the soap made. Eventually the bubbles became less and less and I found myself trying to create more for his enjoyment.
Hmm...this got me thinking! Why don't I just buy bubble bath? Is that okay for babies? Or do they make a special kind I am supposed to use for his skin? Help me out here, I'm a rookie!

BIG Cheese

I can't even believe how fast time has flown right past me. The other day I was feeding Camden a bottle(which is pretty rare because it is so convenient for him to feed himself) and I couldn't believe how big he had gotten in the blink of an eye. Ever since day one I have laid him in my lap with his head near my knees and his legs toward my stomach while I fed him. That was the only way I could do it. I tried the whole cradling him and resting his head on my arm while I fed him with the other hand...it just didn't work for me. So anyway..back to the story...when I laid him in my lap his head was practically hanging off and his feet were pretty much kicking me in the face. That is when I determined he is growing way too fast. I am scared! He is gonna be heading off to college before I know it(I'm a drama queen, I know).

The only thing that seems to make the fact that he is growing up any easier, is all the new things he does everyday. His latest and greatest act is when he laughs! He loves to hear himself laugh. So when there is nothing for him to laugh at, he forces a laugh which sounds like a grumble, or an old man clearing his throat. He not only makes this funny noise but he shakes his body when he does it. I really need to get this filmed because it is hilarious.

Sometimes when he smiles I think he resembles Alvin the chipmunk. It has to be those two big teeth only Alvin's are on the top.

Last night during his bath, the rubber duck was floating in the water and it's face turned towards Camden and he started laughing hysterically. At first I wasn't sure what he was laughing at until I noticed him staring and the duck when it happened again. I almost wet my pants it was so funny.

Man I love this kid. I can't get enough of that big ol' cheese! If this is what growing up is about, I'll take it(until he back talks me and smiles after).