First, an explanation of music for this post: I'm not into art. I mean, there are things I like (i.e. going to the symphony) but museums, especially art museums, are not my thing. That being said, I'd like to pay tribute to one crude and irreverent form of art which I like for no good reason: the mash-up - a frantic convergence of two songs. Maybe it's how my competitive side mixes with my musical side. I don't know, but I like it. This song is new to me, but I like the spin it puts on the Steve Miller Band classic. So I went with it.
As I ponder the past week, I can't help thinking about how inconsistent time feels. Scientifically speaking, time is one of the most reliable, accurate, consistent elements of life. So how come it doesn't feel that way? Mondays go too fast for me because I'm trying to finish preparing for my Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday classes. Subsequently, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays can't go fast enough. Fridays seem to be the only day that feels right all week, but then Saturday and Sunday absolutely fly by (except for the 3 hours spent at church, especially on the poorly labeled 'Fast' Sunday.) What does it all mean? I don't know, but I know you know what I mean, ya know?
Atec here, and I feel the same about inconsistency. Each day is unpredictable for me. It seems like I never know whether it's going to go fast or slow. If I can really focus on helping Cpc to learn from our tasks, time seems to fly. However, if I'm too worried about getting things done, time seems to creep by...and somehow I still don't have enough of it to finish our tasks. But it's hard to keep a focus while pregnant, especially during Pmc's LONG work days. The best thing for me to do is remember that this is WAY better than the days where Pmc went to school, then to work, and then had homework too. Now he leaves and accomplishes all three before coming home, and doesn't usually need more than an 8-hour day. Sometimes he brings home papers to grade, or extra studying, but he definitely is more at ease. Cpc and I both enjoy this.
We are finally settled in to the fact that it's just not the right time anymore for me to teach violin. I mean, I did finally get a couple students who will be starting this week. However, we are laying off investing in advertising and such. If I get students we'll take the extra money, but otherwise we're just living on those student loans. We're realizing that our Heavenly Father really had this as the plan for us. We're learning a lot of lessons we really needed, especially about me. I have some new plans in the works....that I'll share more details about as things start to come together. For now, we'll just say that I finally have gotten some guidance about what exactly it is I'm supposed to do with my talents/passions for music and little kids! It never would have happened if I had a full studio of violin students. It also means Pmc can give better focus to the University, and I can give better focus to keeping our home running smoothly.
We enjoyed making some finger-paints for FHE. Although Cpc took a little time warming up to the idea of getting sticky stuff on his fingers and using it to draw, he had a blast drawing pictures for many family members! I must say I enjoyed it myself.
Cpc is (and always has been) very observant. He watches me do chores, and has chosen some chores of his own (putting soap tablets in the dishwasher and starting it, putting away the tupperware while unloading the dishwasher, and putting garbage in the garbage can). We went to a Kindermusik class a few weeks ago, where the kids played with scarves. Many of them tied them around their necks, but he just didn't catch on then. Now, every time he can get his hands on a towel he wraps it around his neck. When I finally tied one on him, he was absolutely thrilled.
He is also thoroughly enjoying tramping through the leaves when we go on walks, and always brings home a few treasures from our walks. He won't let anyone take these leaves and rocks from his hands, until he can leave them in his safe spot on the porch before coming inside. As soon as we go out on the porch to leave anywhere he runs to his treasures to check them out.
Cpc is enjoying more and more sophisticated foods, as he now has 4 molars, as you can see above!
We're all enjoying the beautiful fall/winter weather. We especially have enjoyed this tree from our kitchen window.
But it is slowly losing its leaves, and we got our first snowfall this week. We planned it just right to have soup in bread-bowls for dinner! Mmm tasty!
Pmc here, back in the driver's seat at the keyboard... I wanted to mention that atec has a new calling at church. She's the new Primary Music Coordinator, which is far more intense than just leading the music. As explained by the Bishopric member who extended the call: "you basically are in charge of everything that happens in Primary besides Sharing Time." Sounds fun with a 16 month old and another coming in Feb., right? The other thing is that I still don't have a calling. Every week I get more and more nervous, especially because when Atec was asked to do the Primary music thing, they mentioned to her that the Stake Presidency had been discussing what they want to do with us. That can't be good. Especially if you're already having trouble with inconsistent time, as previously discussed. Odds of a new calling actually improving how you handle your time: 525,600 to 1. Or something like that.
Now that I've spent half a post complaining and making light of church service, I'd like to say that I'm really grateful that we live in NY right now. It's SO HARD, but it's so right also. I can't tell you what a blessing it is to feel like we're right where we're supposed to be. If I didn't have the Spirit telling me that, I'd have broken down by now. LIFE is GOOD. (Or at least it was, until the House of Reps voted last night... but alas, I digress.) In the words of one of my favorite characters: "That's all I have to say about that."
Atec here one more time to report one last thing about Cpc. As many of you know from past posts, we've always had a bit of a struggle with his sleeping habits. We stopped discussing it with others a while back, mostly because we got tired of endless suggestions that were "sure to work." We simply disagreed with some, while got tired of getting our hopes up with others. Well, when we moved into our house here, the problems disappeared for a while. He seemed to like his toddler bed, and would let us kiss him goodnight and leave him to fall asleep without a whimper. But over the past few weeks some of the previous things crept back up. Well, we have finally discovered what we believe to be an answer. Cpc has "
night terrors". I remember at cpc's 6-month doctor appointment, explaining to the doctor that it was simply not possible to ignore him when he woke up in the night because when he woke up he would sit bolt upright in bed and scream bloody murder, and then couldn't figure out how to get himself laid back down. He also often woke up from naps just screaming. At first when you'd go to comfort him, it was like he didn't even realize you were there. And then he would take forever to calm down, and it usually required being taken outside for a little fresh air to completely calm down. That has always been the real problem, and no amount of cuddling with him, sleeping with him, or letting him cry-it-out ever worked. Nobody was every able to help with that one. Well, I finally did the right research on the internet, and found out about this. It is such a relief to me to know what is happening, and not be frightened by it anymore. Now we at least have a few things that we know need to be focused on when these "terrors" surface (I just can't call them night terrors when they happen during the day too). Through all of the sleepless nights we've had, I'm so grateful for prayer and the comfort it has brought to us. We absolutely love this beautiful child, and it has been heartbreaking to see the literal "terror" on his face each time it happens. We are grateful to finally have some answers, even if we had to wait a long time for them!
Maybe the real inconsistency of time lies in the difference between our timing and the Lord's, but that's another discussion for another day.