Last weekend we stayed home all weekend, except for church. We are not used to staying at home all weekend. I love to go-go-go. I'm not a homebody. I blame it on my ADHD. But it rained the soccer games out and I was coming down with an illness. Everyday the kids ask "Can we go dirtbiking?". You mean Mud Biking? And that day was no exception, they still wanted to ride in the rain and mud. We explained to them if they rode they would have to clean their bikes when they were done. That didn't discourage them. I think boys are just attracted to dirt and mud. They love it! I wish I could have captured a picture of what they all looked like! They don't have plastic covers on their helmets, so the mud splashed right on their faces and in their mouth. In the picture Ryan's gloves are on the ground. They are supposed to be white and red gloves! They had a blast in the mud! Raising boys is a very active job. (I really don't like calling it job, it's more of a relationship) Sometimes I joke, "Why can't they just sit and color butterflies and horses like my nieces?" They are so much calmer! But boys are boys, and boys should be boys. And I know and God knows I hate to be bored. They keep me well entertained!
"Let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible beauty of a quiet and gentle sprirt, which is precious in the sight of God."
1 Peter 3:4 -
"An excellent wife,who can find? Her worth is far above jewels." Proverbs 31:10 ~~
I am a stay-at-home-mom(SAHM) married to the love of my life, Jeff Nelson. We have six wonderful boys. Ryan(13), Seth(11), Ian(8), Noah(5), Luke(4), and Jack (born April 2010). We live in Tennessee on 4 acres. I grew up the first few years of my life on a dairy farm in Missouri and loved country living. I was saved at a young age by the grace of God and shed blood of Jesus during that time of simple country living. That part of my life is very dear to me. God taught me many things as a baby Christian that I can still think about today. Then we moved to Memphis when I was in the 5th grade. I learned to love the city life, too. It was a completely different way of life. My whole family still lives in Missouri, still does a little farming and simple country living. When Jeff, the kids, and I moved from the city to the country, I incorporated my city life with my country background. My mom laughs at me when I cut my grass on my John Deere tractor while drinking my Starbucks Mocha and wearing my fancy sunglasses. And when I am shampooing my carpet in my high-heeled black boots. I just love those boots! But I would love to share about how I got to be the way I am today, The Victoriously Organized Woman! I used to work as a supervisor at bank for years. I had to dress up everyday. After the birth of our second child we decide I should be a SAHM. One of the best decision I've ever made. But I made a bad decision, too. I hardly ever dressed up anymore. I hardly ever wore make-up. After about a year I looked in the mirror and said, "OH MY! Jeff has to come home to this!?!" He is so wonderful he said he liked me that way, "natural". Well , I realized that I didn't. It made me feel bad about myself. I felt disorganized, tired and stressed and a little "rough" looking. I felt I just couldn't get it all done. At this time I was diagnosed with Meniere's Disease. I wasn't able to do certains things. Like mop the floor of my completely hardwood floor home that I was obsessed about keeping clean. The doctor told me I couldn't have salt, caffeine, or stress! "What?! Are you kidding!?" So , then I decided to change my routine,thought pattern, and cooking. I began to get up early, shower and dress, put on make up. Always being ready to leave whenever I needed to. I established routines that helped me eliminate extra cleaning and stresses. I was able to make more time for myself and make more time for my family. And the family had more time for each other. I made more time for God and others. This made me feel better about myself. I am so happy about how this changed my life I want to share it with everyone.
Last weekend we stayed home all weekend, except for church. We are not used to staying at home all weekend. I love to go-go-go. I'm not a homebody. I blame it on my ADHD. But it rained the soccer games out and I was coming down with an illness. Everyday the kids ask "Can we go dirtbiking?". You mean Mud Biking? And that day was no exception, they still wanted to ride in the rain and mud. We explained to them if they rode they would have to clean their bikes when they were done. That didn't discourage them. I think boys are just attracted to dirt and mud. They love it! I wish I could have captured a picture of what they all looked like! They don't have plastic covers on their helmets, so the mud splashed right on their faces and in their mouth. In the picture Ryan's gloves are on the ground. They are supposed to be white and red gloves! They had a blast in the mud! Raising boys is a very active job. (I really don't like calling it job, it's more of a relationship) Sometimes I joke, "Why can't they just sit and color butterflies and horses like my nieces?" They are so much calmer! But boys are boys, and boys should be boys. And I know and God knows I hate to be bored. They keep me well entertained!