Deep thoughts: What is a grown up!?!

Well, it's already November. Wow! We are having a beautiful Fall. The leaves are actually colorful, the weather is cool and the kids are in school. All wonderful attributes to this season. As I stay at home for my tenth year of parenting, I realize that despite the routines of my day, I am in an absolute lack of knowledge of what I am doing. Maybe I 'know" less now than ever. That's a doozy. I often expect myself to be perfected in my life of mom, wife and woman. The traditional (and quite blessed, might I add) Mom of 4 beautiful, smart children. The driver of a spiffy 2008 Honda Oddyssey. The caretaker of a perfect suburban masterpiece of a home. But despite it all, my brain is quite bored.

Now the kids are always a thrill. I say that honestly. Watching Alice grow and nursing her in her footy pajamas while it drizzles a cold wet rain outside is absolute bliss. Even watching a Spongebob episode for the millionth time and discussing it's life meaning with my now 4 year old Miles is an absolute trip. Even keeping up with the spelling words of an always energetic Weston is a lesson in why running on the treadmill is vital to my success as a Mom. And especially the challenges of ten year old Owen who lives in his own world 200% of the time, yet seems to know everything about how the real world should be run, reminds me constantly that even as my kids get older they need me more than ever.

All this said, it seems the struggle for me comes in deciding how to deal with the practicality of managing this lfestyle with the reality that it's my life too and I want an interesting one. Seems every 5 years or so I ride this wave of restlessness that takes me somewhere different. It wells up from the inside and comes rushing out of my heart. It's made me quite anxious several times as I fought it fierecly. Pretty futile when thinking about actually trying to stop a wave of water from rushing in on the sandy beach. It just can't happen. It's like I want change. I want to show my kids the world! I want to dream and follow the dreams I come up with! I want to LIVE and BREATHE and MOVE and CHANGE. But all the while my idealistic thoughts are taking shape, the realities of the world line up outside my door and tell me how much money I need to make these things real and how I need a nice backyard for the kids and how the kids need a stable school life.

You may ask, how radical are your dreams? Well, not really. But those darn annoying realities line up just the same. For example, I found a house in the midtown section of Macon. Beautiful really. Perfect maybe. Everything that I would dream of in a house and it's just a house anyway. But maybe the neighborhood is not as safe. Maybe the backyard is not as big. The whole school situation would have to change. It's really old, so what would that be like? I guess my question is "How do you know when it's OK to make a change without knowing how it will all play out ahead of time? How do you know when to take a risk when you have 4 kids in tow? How do you trust in God's providence when all you hear is practical parenting?" Seems silly really, but it's these everyday scenarios that I struggle with. Making little decisions to temporarily appease the big ones seems to be my regular line of defense. Growing up. I admire the people who just don't think about things so much!

This awesome house...Click Here...

Fifth grade fun...

Quick update...we are doing great getting adjusted to life as a family of 6. Well, GREAT is obviously a very relative term. It's crazy. Brian has been traveling, I had mastitis (an infection of, yes, the BREAST) AGAIN, and the kids school lives are ramping up...it all makes for some fun. I am learning to let things go and take a bit more "light" approach to life. Learning also is a relative term. Maybe I am becoming more aware of my need to learn these things!

Owen is memorizing Abe Lincoln's Gettysburg Address and is doing a stellar job. He has apparently not inherited my fear of public speaking which I Forced myself to overcome for high school debate and theater. I have challenged him to a memorization contest and he is whipping my butt. But I will give myself credit...I am a bit busy. Anyway, as I have watched him work with these famous words I have been reminded of one of my favorite Fife moments! Thank goodness for youtube!



Alice is growing and will be 8 weeks tomorrow. She truly is a joy and I am amazed at how she is just one of us. Life's cool like that. She's here and although initially unexpected, it's like it could be no other way. Here's a pic of her little smiley self...



Signing off for now,
Amanda

She's HERE!!!

Alice Amanda Hood
July 19, 2008
6:00 PM
7 lb. 5.8 oz.
19 1/4" long
and beautiful!

We are all getting adjusted to being at home and she already feels like she has been here forever, although routines are changing daily...I guess that's not called a "routine", huh? Anyway, the boys are adjusting and life is good!

Here are some pictures of our newest little one:

No baby yet and other stuff...

Well, no baby yet. But technically there is not supposed to be. Human impatience is a tough one. I keep reminding myself that I have te easiest job here on earth. Just chill out and let my body do as God designed it. Sometimes I just want to help a little too much. Oh well.

Miles is eager for someone to be in the baby's bed...so he figured it might as well be him. Here is a picture of him cozing up;o)



I finally have Owen's portrait at home. His art teacher, Debbie, put some of her work on a website and "Owen" has gotten some good comments. Thought you might want a look at some of her other art. Check out Debbie Anderson at the Fine Art America website.

She's Crafty!

I have had a serious case of nesting...so I am here to boast on some of my latest projects. I have been intrigued for a while by the artistic endeavors taken on primarily by women in our history. These truly are the lost arts of domestic engineering and they are truly beautiful. To me, quilting, pie making, preserving, gardening and the like are activities that I can be a part of that connect me to a history of women who have been dedicated to keeping their homes safe and beautiful places for their families to dwell. The other appealing idea is that these tasks are functional. In a world where everything can be purchased, I am left with the question of what point is there in me staying home if there is nothing personal about the space in which we live? What legacy am I leaving that is more meaningful than that of babysitter and taxi cab driver?

All that said, here are some of my projects:

I made a quilt for the baby's room. It took some time, but not nearly the amounts that people think. A little here and there. The main requirement was leaving the sewing machine out on the dining table for a few weeks so I could use my snippets of time here and there. I think it turned out great. I took a quilting class about 6 years ago so I had some experience, but the main thing about this project was getting started. It is by no means perfect, but endearing just the same.

Ta daaa!





Another thing I have been obsessed with is pie making. I love getting my hands in the making of the crust. This one is truly a delicate art and one I have made my fair share of mistakes. For the fourth I made a peach and blueberry pie and my crust recipe was right on. This pie truly tasted as good as it looks! Yea! Laura said I should post my recipe, but some things are better kept secret...ha!




Anyway, we are all doing well and are waiting this baby. I am trying to look at childbirth with the same old fashioned view as my quilting and pies. That one is a little more difficult! No pain, no gain, right? Hopefully...?

I'm Back!

Gosh, it's been so long since my last post, that I don't know where to start. For my own sanity I'll do a quick wrap up. Public school ended the year as mostly redeeming. Owen was accepted into gifted for next year, made some new friends and learned how to be a little more flexible in all areas. Weston's reading soared, he literally made a perfect score on the reading portion of the "BIG to do" standardized test the teacher was afraid he wouldn't pass because of different curriculum issues. He also has a boosted ego because he is competing with people more his own speed, instead of comparing himself to his main homeschooling peer, Owen. Miles is maturing and is so excited about being a big brother he could pop. Of course, she hasn't arrived yet, so we'll see what reality will do.



I am doing well. Still adjusting to the thought of doing all this baby stuff again, but trying to be understanding of the necessity of approaching each parent child relationship differently and not being too hard on myself that this one will be different. What with me having stayed home for 10 years already, I have definitely outgrown the phase of new motherhood, realizing the importance of taking some time for myself along the way. Everything is a transition which is the beauty I suppose. That said, i am getting so excited about this new phase of my life.

We visited Laura and Gwyneth in Virginia earlier this summer and had a lot of fun. We flew which was so worth forgoing the 12-13 hour drive for me and the kids. Here are some pics...




At home we have been enjoying Georgia summers...hot, humid, sticky, green and WONDERFUL! I absoluely LOVE this time of year. Miles and I have cultivated quite a garden, I have been working on the baby a quilt and we have been reveling in a baby spider building a web on our front window...this one the baby of our mama from last year. It was such an affirmation when we spotted it a couple of weeks ago. I will add some pics of these also.

Hope all is well for whoever reads this blog...and keeps up with us this way. Oh and I didn't mean to leave Brian out...he is working harder than ever. My wish for him is a little more relaxation in the days ahead, but for now he is plugging away...

Amanda

Obama?

This is a political video I received that brought some new facts to my eyes about Obama. This guy does need to be scrutinized to say the least...It's 13 mins. so I don't blame you for hesitating to watch it. But it is worth the time. As always, I view objectively but this guy is scary!