Sunday, November 13, 2005

The Elusive Quiet Time

So here it is sunday, I have worked almost 48 hours this week on top of voulenteering at the kids school and all the other things that come with being the mom. I have the day off which is a miracle in and of itself and I desperately needed a nap. Do you think my children could be quiet for even a few minutes? Ofcoarse not the were fighting and crying and yelling and playing the whole time...that is until I was ready to get up. Then they were quiet sitting watching the end of their movie. Aargh.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Why do they do that?

I am learning about what the teenage years are going to be like. My oldest son has an excuse for everything. He doesn't want to do anything that doesn't have to do with his disc-man or his scooter or his friends. The sad part is he is only 10 years old. Like last night he pulled a fast one and didn't practice his viola, he came up with every excuse in the book when I was confronting him about it, on my lunch break. His teacher didn't give him something specific to practice, he didn't have his book, he didn't have to practice for 20 minutes only 15, and on and on. I was so frustrated I wanted to through him across the room. Ofcoarse I didn't but I sure wanted to. I don't know why they start acting this way and I don't know if I am up to the next 20 years of teenage brain damage that I have coming.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Losing a Loved One

I have always been afraid of the dying process, mainly because I have never experienced it before. But this weekend our beloved family pet, our dog Kiara died at home with her family. We spent the day sunday, knowing that she was going, making her comfortable, sharing memories, praying she would go quickly. These moments were hard but precious. The children talked about each of the special things they loved about her. We sat by her side and had family prayer. We cried and she cried with us. Hubby gave her a priesthood blessing and asked our Heavenly Father to take her quickly. She finally passed Sunday evening at 9:50 it was peaceful at the end and for that I am greatful. I am not afraid of the process as much anymore. I will be forever greatful for that last gift she gave me, and for the seven great years we shared with her. I know she is in a better place, happier, running free, and knowing that I can be at peace.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

The Sleep Thief

Why is it that when you have the time to sleep your body won't sleep? I finally have a night to get to bed at a decent hour and my mind is going a mile a minute. There are things to get done, things to remember, things to anticipate, things to worry about, and my mind can't slow down enough to let my body slow down to let me get some rest. Maybe it is my body's way of keeping me ready for sleep deprivation when I need it. Maybe it thinks I need practice. Whatever it is it is driving me crazy.
I also hate how every persons sleep clock is different, it really does not allow for a full night of quiet when there are 8 different sleep clocks. I have Early to bedders, I have late nighters, I have inbetweeners, then I have early risers and sleeper inners. This never works for a period of time when everyone in the house feels well rested and happy and ready for whatever comes their way. There is always a cranky child that needs a nap. Why can't I as the mother set everyone's body clock to what fits my needs and purposes? After all I am the one that gave birth to them.

Moving at the Speed of Children

Why is it that children grow up faster than we would have it? My children are so independent, they don't need me. I am only here for the ride to school when they don't want to walk with their instruments. Or when they think they need money. When it comes to things that they think they can do by themselves they don't want mom to be near. Heaven forbid mom give them some guidance or reassure them. That is until they have triumphed and then they want to tell me all about it. So I guess that is the beauty of their independance, it is always me they want to share that with. I suppose I am blessed with many triumphs in my day and should be proud as they learn, on their own, life's little lessons.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Here is the First Chapter

This is the Nigh family BLOG. I am the mommy of this family. I hope to tell our family story here and try to put the little memories that are created each day here for me and others to read and find joy from. Family is about happiness and togetherness and creating a story. So here is our story.
We have six beautiful kids. They all are very unique but beautiful in their own way.
Tonight I sat through the first of, maybe, a million practice sessions for the viola and the cello. I am sure that it will not always go this smoothly but tonight was joyful. I love making music with my boys, even if all we did was clap rhythms it was bonding in a way that we have never bonded before and it was beautiful.