Today, I’m in the running for “World’s Best Mom” award. Reason: As you may know, it’s every little boy’s dream to see a fire truck up close and personal. Today, I made that dream come alive for Pierson.

We returned some library books then stopped by our new house  (which is currently a work in progress) to visit Michael. I stepped out of the car, unlocked the doors (or so I thought), shut mine, and went to get Pierson. I had actually LOCKED the doors with our only key and Pierson inside.

A quick call to the police, a visit from the firemen, and in 10 minutes, Pierson was freed.

I choose to think that I win the “BEST MOM AWARD” because when Pierson got out, he was very excited to see the fire truck and the police car.  So, we’re planning another firemen date next month.  I just have to figure out what scheme I’ll use to get them to our house next time.  I wonder if they’ll catch on….

Kidding. I’m only kidding.

***the above post was written tongue-in-cheek because I feel like a total moron as every neighbor within sight was peeking out their windows to see why the new folk had the fire department at their house… Just another day in my life, folks.  Just another day.

Do you know what kind of garden pest would cause this type of damage to my tomatoes?

Our neighbor came over and brought some veggies: several tomatoes and peppers.  She brought the loot in a Wal-mart bag. I sat the bag on the floor because at nearly the same time, the mail came and I went to grab it.

There were a couple of things of interest in the mail which diverted my attention.  Meanwhile a lot was happening on the home front, to which I was unaware.

Total damage=2 tomatoes + seeds EVERYWHERE + 1 proud boy

Time’s-a-Flying!  I love you little one!  Here’s a pic from one year ago:

A friend complimented my newly painted toenails, which I painted myself.  And if you’ve ever experienced a humungo pregnant belly like mine, you know what a feat painting toenails can be during the time when you’ve got a bowling ball size tumor protruding from your abdomen.

I relayed the compliment to my husband who wondered why painting toenails was a big deal while pregnant.

Without another word, I went to the yard.  Grabbed a soccer ball.  Returned to the house.  Shoved it up his shirt and asked him to touch his toes continuously for the next few minutes.

“Oh.”

I sometimes feel like I’m swimming in a big pond, flailing my arms and only my nose is above the water.  Seriously, sometimes life is like that… and that’s currently how I feel.

This past week I did things I’d never imagined myself doing:  I googled things like, “Why does my dog have an enlarged prostrate?”  I forgot to put a dirty diaper in the pail and came back to one disappeared mess and one happy dog.  I shattered a bowl with my serving of apple pie and ice cream inside.  I went to the doctor and found out that in ONE month, I’ve gained TEN pounds.  That’s a whole baby, folks.  And this momma was NOT happy–I held the floodgate of tears back until my car wouldn’t start after my appointment.  Then I let loose.  Yes, it’s been like that the past few days. 

Sure, good things have happened.  My in-laws were in town and helped us A TON with renovations.  My little one loves his grandparents and enjoys having them read to him.

Good things have happened, yes, but sometimes, you just feel an overwhelming sense of all that’s going not-quite-right and you just breath a huge sigh, and then you sigh again…And again.

Yes, life is like that sometimes.

But even amidst the sighs, I remember my MANY blessings and my heart remembers all the people and things that make it truly blessed.