too tired to think of a title..

I hate being sick. I know that everyone does, but I can't afford to be sick. I had to miss another day of work today because I was up all night puking. I'm so glad my boss is nice and doesn't make me feel horrible for calling in.. She knows I must be really sick and desperate to call in.

My kids are completely on their own tonight. And I do mean completely. I can just now sit up long enough to type on the computer. I feel like I have the flu, except I don't have all the respiratory symptoms, just the body aches, and I am soooo weak. It actually makes me laugh a little to think about how our evening has gone.. Dinner tonight was a couple slices of bologna that Carter got out of the refrigerator for both of them, and some Oreo cookies. My poor kids. If only Cooper could change his own diaper and dress himself for bed.. we would be all set.
Well, except for the fact that they are beating each other up and I can't be the referee tonight.. wish us luck! :)

Count it All Joy.

“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.  Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything…”

-James 1:2

Whenever I was little, my Mom always played these tapes in the car for my sister and I anytime we would go anywhere. They were called Adventures in Odyssey from Focus on the Family, and they were these short stories that told a bible lesson. I remember them SO vividly.. today, the one called “Count it all Joy” came to my mind.

My day looked a little something like this.. And this is how all Tuesdays and Thursdays look. Wake up at 6:45 am, drag 2 boys out of bed (one whom is really cranky like a teenager), dress them, feed them breakfast, and somewhere in there, dress myself (which basically consists of throwing on some clothes that I picked up off the floor) and head out the door by 7:45 am.

Drop them at their daycare about 7:50, where Cooper proceeds to hang on my leg and cry. My heart breaks into 1,000,000 pieces, and I then run to my car, and speed to work trying to break my record to see how fast I can possibly get to work. 8:01- I made it!

There is usually a line of about 5 patients waiting for me to open the doors, check them in, and put on a smile while my hair is looking like a rat’s nest, my clothes are hideous, and I’m still half asleep.

Lunch is at noon if I get lucky, and run to Sonic or some other equally unhealthy place and eat in my car, call to check on my kids at daycare and get “the bite report” on Cooper… drag myself back to work instead of just driving myself the other way and never coming back! Haha

Work until 5:00, which includes running around the building meeting various deadlines at a moments notice, and dealing with really rude people who think my life revolves around my job.

Then I go directly from work to Biology class, where I stare into space for 2 hours, and wonder just how confused everyone else in the class is. My teacher is from India or somewhere and I can understand about every fifth word he says. He likes to call on me at least 3 times every class… and I stumble through some pathetic answer and wonder how much everyone is laughing at me. I hate science with a passion and I’m just taking this class to pass it and get through it. 2 hours go by, my head is hurting, my body is hurting, I haven’t seen my kids in 12 hours, I’m hungry, I’m clueless, and did I mention tired?

Then I get home about 7:45, see my kids for about 15 minutes, and put them to bed.

Ahh.. silence at least. Time to write and do homework!

I live for the weekends… But just going through what I do on Tuesdays and Thursdays is enough to make me appreciate Mon, Wed, and Friday!! It’s amazing how that works. When I “only” have to work 9 hours.. and pick my kids up at 5:15, that’s like a break!

My point here is (and yes I do have one)… that even though things seem tough, we should remember to "Count it all Joy"… because as the verse says, everything we go through is teaching us patience and perseverance, which eventually has to lead to something greater.

I may be tired, but I’m alive!!… and at the end of a 12+ hour day, I have these 2 precious little boys standing at the front door in their underwear and a diaper smiling and saying “ Mama, we missed you!” That's makes it all worth it.

Count it All Joy!

Headaches, Homework, and Deadlines, oh my!

 

Have you ever tried to write a paper with a headache? Or better yet, have you ever tried to write a paper while 2 small children ran circles around the room, screaming? I have accomplished approximately 2 lines on a paper that is due this week, mostly due to the breaks I have to take about every 60 seconds to break up fist fights, check for blood, and send someone to their room.

”Mama, he hit me”! “Coopie, NO”! It’s a little hard to concentrate to say the least. By the time they finally go to bed, I don’t even have any brain cells left to try to sound remotely intelligent. My brain is basically shot by about noon from the work I do so I’m doomed by night time. I can barely keep my eyes open anyways!

Is it Friday yet?

Here goes Nothing..

My aunts suggested that I start doing a blog about a day in my life, so I figured why not ? What is one more thing on my plate in the grand scheme of things? Most of you know me, but if not I'll give you a little history. I am a single mom of two boys who are 2 and 4. I have basically always taken care of them by myself, and I don’t know any differently. Yes you read that right, and yes I still have a teeny tiny bit of sanity left.  I also work full time at a doctors office which can be extremely stressful at times... or 99% of the time I mean. It's a harder job than people think. It's not like I just sit and "answer phones" all day. I do answer phones (at nothing short of a stealth speed), check grumpy patients in and try to please them and everyone! I love the company I work for though (Integris) and I’ve been with them for 3.5 years now.

This semester, I started back at UCO to finish my English degree. I must have been out of my mind when I signed up for classes, but so far I am managing. I am doing well in the English lit class, but the Biology class makes me want to jump off a cliff. I never liked science in high school, so therefore I never learned ANYTHING. Even when I try to study for it, it’s a lost cause because my brain just doesn’t work that way! As soon as I get a couple more ridiculous classes out of the way, I’ll be onto all the English ones that I am good at.

Besides work, school, and kids, I like to write when I have time (hence the blog, although I’ll probably post new ones rarely) play the piano every now and then, hang out with my family, and shop at cheap stores like Dollar General and Goodwill with my sister. I’m always laughing, and I can’t live without music. That’s me in a nutshell.
Well, it’s almost 9:00 which means it’s time to clean, fold laundry, tiptoe around my house until my kids are finally asleep, do homework, and mentally prepare for a crazy week ahead…

ahhhh Monday morning comes way too soon.