People have been asking what I won and how I won it! Well as I wrote before I entered a contest that Kate has on her blog. It was “Talk like a pirate” week and so it was in 55 words or less write a story from beginning to end. Here’s the story!
Go down to the second Hula Doula entry. The one with the kids playing!!!
I wrote it because my daughter and her friend were playing dolls and I heard some similar banter going on!! LOL Just with dolls instead of pirates!!
Thank you Kate!! It was SO fun!

Here’s the button I won at Kate’s Journal!!! Who would have thought. I want to put it on my side bar but I am TC (techinically challenged!!)I also would love to make it so that when you click on it you get Kate’s site!!!

I SIMPLY CAN NOT BELIEVE IT!! If you ever have a chance to enter the contest it is fun!!

I won a button!!! What do ya know! I would love to know how to display it. Can someone help me out?!

Busy Mom was right. I do have “pewmonia”. I have been very under the weather and weak, BUT I am getting stronger every day.
On Monday night when I called my parents. I was in a strong panic mode because the doctor said that he wasn’t going to release me except to go to the hospital. That’s never good news and especially in front of the children. Hula Girl spun into a panic mode like I have never seen. Hula Boy just screamed and was basically obnoxious throughout the whole doctor’s appointment.
My mom is a retired cardio nurse. She retired 2 months ago now. The doctor spoke with her and decided to go ahead and let me go home but in the care of my mother.
My mother willingly dropped everything to help me. She has helped with the kids two days now, done dishes, laundry, (I was just praying for a laundry fairy) helped with the children, cooked meals…etc. Hubby is unfortunately not here to help at the moment but he will be here soon.
I feel very lucky to have a mother that hasn’t stopped being a mother. I’m almost 35. (Woe. I’ll be 35 in two weeks. Reality check!) My mother is a very involved grandma. (Sashoo) Since she has retired she takes the kids 1 time every 1 - 2 weeks for a few hours so she can just play with the children. Before she retired she still had the children at least once a month so that they wouldn’t “forget her face”. She wants that relationship between them to grow. When I called her, she packed and headed right over and has been with me two days. It’s nice to be in my own home getting the attentive care of my mother and a nurse!!
I’m on the mend. I’m still very lethargic and coughing, but I think that in a day or so I will feel like my old ornery self again and be able to return all the lovely e mails everyone sent.
Thank you for your kind words and prayers.

I’m not just sick, I’m very sick. My mom is staying the night (she’s a nurse) because they wanted to send me to the hospital. Heart rate is too high and oxygen level is too low.
If I don’t write for a day or two, please understand. Love to all, Hula

I was sitting in church yesterday (yes I know I was sick but not dying and HR refused my request for a day off!) and I was tickled by some of the things I saw.
I went to the church Hubby and I attended when we were first married. The minister there was the one that married us. Hubby’s grandmother was in town and we thought it would be nice to go to church with her. As I sat in the service I noticed very little change since the last time I was there. It was some how comforting and funny all at the same time.
The church I speak of is quite opposite of the one we are attending now. The simplicity was divine. The music though pecked away by a pianist that was having issues reading the music was beautiful. The pastor’s message quite simple yet spoke to me. He made his point in 20 minutes or less. That’s a record. That’s about my attention span!
The people remembered us and looked in awe at the miracle they had prayed for (our daughter) and how beautiful and big she was. They last saw her when she was around 9 months old. Then they clucked over how blessed we were as they saw Hula Boy running around like a wild chicken!
I also saw some of the same comforting things around. Mrs. M was still in the front row now over 90 with her hearing aid’s ringing the whole time. Mr. B was still falling asleep about 10 minutes into the message and snoring. No one minded. Miss. D was still looking as stiff as a board paying utmost attention. Mrs. G still sat close to Mr. G with his arm around her and her head on his shoulder. Miss J still sang an octave lower than everyone and still not on key. Somehow this familiarity was comforting and homey. I enjoyed it very much. It just reminded me that sometimes the simple things are what speak the loudest.

Does a mommy get sick time? Just asking because I need one. This is the first one I’ve wanted to take since Hula Boy’s birth. I think I am due for one.
Checked with HR. No sick days allowed here. I’ll keep plodding on.

Because my camera went on sabatical about the end of August I thought I had lost all of my pictures of the first day of school. Well I did lose all but one. GGGGGRRRRRR
1st day of school for Little Miss and first day home without sissy for Little Man!!

This morning I believe I came face to face with a toddler that won’t be confined to his crib anymore. I need a moment please. *sigh
I know the writing is on the wall that my baby is growing up but he is my last baby.
Is it ridiculous to mourn that your baby is now getting more independent? I want to celebrate his accomplishments (which I do) but in doing that I realize more and more that he is turning into a little boy. He no longer toddles around the house. He runs at high speed with the dog generally beside him. He no longer wants to sit in a high chair. He picks up his room without a fight. He knows his basic colors and shapes. He knows how to count to three (I think because when I call him sometimes he doesn’t want to come right away so I count to three before he gets time out) He jumped out of his crib this morning. (time to get out the big boy bed) He’s turning into a little boy.
Hula Girl this morning got up before me and had herself dressed, her snack packed, her backpack ready to go and was making breakfast. She was studying her spelling words because she wants to make 100% on all of her tests. I heard her rattling around but didn’t think anything about it.
I am happy that they are growing up don’t get me wrong, but for one day I need to catch my breath and wave goodbye to babyhood, dry my eyes and greet the next phase.

It’s going to snow soon. I can feel it in the air!! WOO HOO!! This year we’re taking Hula Girl skiing for the first time!! YAYAYAYAYAY!