Taxes.....UGH!

Here it is, middle of March, and I STILL don't have all our personal tax stuff done! Thought I had it all organized exactly as I needed, but then looked at the 1099 and the numbers DON'T MATCH!! So now I have to redo my spreadsheet and separate every tiny category so I can tell what is and what is not included in the amount that the trucking company reported to the IRS as our income. They have included amounts that they should NOT, I can tell that much for sure. And needless to say, Rick is MAD! It is all so aggrivating. This should be finished by now.

Well, enough ranting.....on to work on my spreadsheet some more. *sigh*

The source of my strength

For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord's love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children's children-
(Psalm 103:11-17)

Dear friends, I am so achingly sorry to report that our precious baby is lost. We do not pretend to know why this joy was placed in our life only to be lost so soon, but we place our trust firmly on the Rock of our Lord. We know that he purposes all things for good, and we praise him for his infinite love and compassion.

Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning. (Psalm 30: 5)

If you can't say something nice SHUT YOUR YAP!

Today was the day for one of my least favorite tasks. We needed to go to WalMart. I wanted to get there early enough that we could get done before J got tired. I should have had plenty of time, but for some reason he started to hit the proverbial wall very early. He was already tired and tired of being there, but he was behaving quite well, all things considered. We got to the checkout and all of about four lanes were open, each of them backed up into the aisles with people with FULL carts! So we stood in line for quite a while, which didn't do much to improve J's mood. But still, he did quite well. As our items were being bagged he ate a banana and was content. He had asked me when we first entered to ride the truck (the kiddie ride they have there now). So after we checked out I took him to the truck. He was happy, but refused to get in the truck. He still insisted that I spend my fifty cents so that he could stand there and watch it go back and forth. ;) Afterward, it was near impossible to convince him it was time to leave, but I did. He wanted to walk, which was fine, but I told him he had to either push the cart (so that he would be between me and the cart where I could grab him if he started to dart away) or he would have to ride in it. He was adamant about walking, but refused to walk with me and push the cart. As we approached the door I gave him his last chance to choose and he still wanted to walk about three feet to the right of me, which would not be safe outside the store. I picked him up to put him in the cart, and the fight was on! He was tired and cranky and wasn't getting his way. He was screaming "I wanna walk! I wanna walk!" and he was flailing as I tried to put him in the cart.

Into the midst of this scene walks a stranger who apparently thinks that I need his opinion on the matter. He let out a low whistle, and one of those "laughs" that's not really a laugh, but a wordless comment. You know the kind I mean. Then he says to my child in a "holier than thou" tone of voice, "wheeeewww, you're lucky you're not one of MY grandkids!" I tell you what, if I had not been in the middle of manhandling a flailing toddler, I would have let this creep have it! Once James was seated I turned around but couldn't tell who it was that made the comment. I was FUMING. I seriously wanted a piece of that jerk! I still, hours later, would love to get him in front of me and tell him just how it is. I would probably have been able to roll my eyes and let it go, had I not been so overly emotional with pregnancy.

But you know what? All the way home, I kept thinking about it. How did this man know what on earth type of situation I was dealing with? He walked in and saw a non-cooperative screaming toddler. What if the child had a disability that causes behavioral problems? What if the child was on medication that causes aggression? What if he was a foster child who had been subjected to abuse previously? What if? What if? What if? Not to mention, it was NONE OF HIS FLIPPING BUSINESS!!!! Why can't people just keep thier mouths shut? Why do people feel it's acceptable and appropriate to comment on other people's parenting skills in public? Why would someone imply a child ought to be corporally punished when they have never met the child and no nothing about him/her? What ever happened to decency, understanding and respect? Huh? Huh? HUH????

So please, next time you are out in public and see a parent struggling with a difficult or misbehaving child, please be kind and reassuring or walk away and keep your mouth shut. No other response is going to be good for anyone involved.

A rough day

It has not been an easy day for me today. I have been sick to my stomach most of the day. Not ill, just .....queasy. And I got a killer headache that only went away after I had some Mt. Dew. I am trying to wean myself off the caffeine, but it is not going well.

James seems to finally be back to himself. His behavior has improved as have his appetite and his sleeping patterns. It is so nice to have my sweet boy back.

I had a good night at work tonight. I was feeling so poorly that I didn't even want to go, but since I had an appointment, I knew I would actually make some money tonight so I went. Alas, just minutes before the appointment, the client called and cancelled. I was annoyed, but shortly thereafter we had a walk in. I was able to take the walk in, for which I am thankful. It ended up being a very nice return, lots of meat on its bones. I made more money on the walk in that I imagine I would have from the appointment.

Week 9

Again, an excerpt from babyfit.com, my favorite website!

Your baby continues to grow to about the size of a ripe, juicy, and adorable grape-1 to 1.25 inches long. Baby's arms and legs are growing longer, and the shapes of the wrist and fingers are forming while the hands fold gently over his or her heart. Toes are starting to appear too!

Your baby's neck is also forming, so that the head is not slightly lifted from the chest. Eyes and ears are fully formed, but without eyelids. And, your baby is a small ball of energy as his or her limbs and body are starting to move (although you won't feel it just yet.)

Sounds wonderful, doesn't it? Hard to believe all that is going on in there silently and unnoticed. Isn't it wonderful how God made us with the power to create life in this amazing way? We truly are fearfully and wonderfully made! I am still blessed to not be having morning sickness per se, but I do have waves of nausea. Nothing I can't breathe through, but it's annoying. Especially yesterday, when we discovered that the bean is not a fan of the hickory burger! The mood swings are still happening, but have calmed down tremendously, which is a very good thing, as I was thinking I was going off the deep end there for a bit.

J is feeling quite a bit better, sleeping better, and his behavior has improved also. This is a relief to EVERYONE, as he had really been quite a capital butt head recently. I'm sure it was just a combination of cabin fever, being sick, and having a lot of changes going on in his life. He was a little unsure what to think of my mom moving to her new house. Yesterday we spent the morning over there and let him box up some of his toys and help carry the boxes to the car and into the new house and unpack them in his new bedroom. I hope this will help him understand the concept of what is happening and not be so flipped out by it. Pretty soon they will have moved enough to be staying at the new house full time while they continue to sort and pack and move the rest of thier things.

Work is going well, but is quite slow now. This is normal for it to slow down at this time, but it is aggrivating to leave my son, drive to town, sit around and do nothing for three hours. I am thinking of taking at least one day a week off for the rest of the season, if I can clear it with my boss.