Welcome. If you’re coming today via the UBP 2014, I am Leighann, mom to four children and wife to one.. ain’t no sister wife in this house ’cause this mama don’t play that.
Natalie’s 9, Ainsley’s 7, Ryan’s 5, and Piper’s 4 months tomorrow, but who’s counting. And really by the time you get to four, you’re lucky if you can string a sentence together properly. You can find more about our family on the About page.
I’m a writer by trade and love to connect with new people online. On this blog I share a little of everything – family life, recipes, crafting, traveling reviews and opinions. My hope is that others find encouragement that they aren’t alone in this motherhood thing.
I also hope that those facing tough situations can find strength in our family’s story. Our son, Ryan, has several serious and uncommon heart defects – the two most prominent are ectopia cordis (he was born with his heart outside of his chest) and hypoplastic right heart syndrome (HRHS; his right ventricle doesn’t work). He is the FIRST survivor of a combination of these types of defects so we’re pretty proud of him. He also visited the “dinosaur museum” this week. He’s the one in the middle with the red, long-necked dinosaur on his t-shirt (can you tell the majority of my kids are girls, since I have no idea what that long-necked dinosaur is called?) You can read all about him here.
If you’re here for the party, let me know you stopped by. I’d love to be able to visit with you too. If you’re a regular reader, let me just tell you how strange this week has been. Since my accident last week, I cut my thumb while slicing sweet potatoes. I can’t remember the last time I cut myself on a knife. It’s hurts somethin’ fierce since apparently I use my thumb to do e v e r y t h i n g.
I got glass in my other hand yesterday morning while cleaning because I broke a glass putting away dishes. It was a tiny sliver, big enough to see and small enough to pull out with a pair of tweezers. Since I had the tweezers out, I plucked a few stray brow hairs and a rogue chin hair before plucking out the piece of glass. Multi-tasking at it’s best if I do say so myself.
I used the same pair of tweezers last night as Ryan had a tick burrowing into his head (note: reminder to check all your kids who are starting spring sports as ticks love to lay eggs in fields). I’ll be calling the pediatrician this morning to see if he needs checked out. The good news is that it was a sizable tick, definitely not a deer tick, but I’m not playing games with this thing. I’d rather be safe than sorry though. The girls thought it was the grossest thing they’d ever seen and I’m not going to lie that watching it wiggle as it tried to dig into his scalp made my stomach turn. Thank goodness he sat still for me while I extracted it and displayed much less drama than his sisters did. Yuck! I’m gonna see that thing in my dreams tonight.
Then the girls dropped a pyrex bowl in the bathtub (why in the world they thought it was a good idea to play with a glass bowl in the bathroom I’ll never know). The glass shattered, of course, and sprayed Ainsley’s foot with microscopic shards. One or two of which cut her. It was awful. But she lived and so did I after nearly having a coronary trying to clean the shards off her foot without furthering injuring her or getting more glass in my hand. It was about this time I started thinking how ridiculous that last few days have been.
Lest you think all was lost, I was able to get my hair cut on Thursday… while nursing and holding a 4 month old because we all know how relaxing that is. And fun. Add a 5 yr old boy sitting off to the side into the mix and you’ve got yourself a regular day at the spa.
I was also proud of myself for getting my yard cleaned up on Wednesday afternoon. I told the kids they were allowed to gather AS MANY STICKS as they could to make a fake fire up on the hill near their home-made teepee. You know, live like the natives of old. They thought this was the best idea they’d ever heard and that I am the nicest mom ever to let them have my sticks.
I’m hoping they pass on this awe to their sister who so far is not impressed with my mothering skills.
Nope. Not impressed at all… hope you guys have a great weekend.