“A friend loveth at all times” ~Proverbs 17:17

Theresa is my bestest friend ever.  She has been there soo much for me.  She loved me when my biological family didn’t.  Her friendship helped me through my foster care years.  She stood by me as I learned about Matthew and his fragile X.  She was my rock when I delivered Rachel. She quietly was present through my rocky marriage to Rachel’s dad.  She was my biggest supporter when I married Kevin and she even did her best to counteract anything bad on my wedding day.  And now she is cleaning my house for me!

Can you believe it?  And she isn’t just picking things up.  This woman is thoroughly scrubbing down my kitchen.  It’s like spring cleaning style.  I’m in awe of her need to help and her willingness to go above and beyond. 

I’ve mentioned in the past that Kevin has ankylosing spondylitis.  He can’t do a lot of stuff or for very long because his back can’t handle it.  If he does too much he is in pain for at least a day.  So he can pick the house up and stuff but he can’t do any major cleaning projects.  The kids have tried to do as he asks them but they don’t do the job 100%.  Sometimes he even has to come in and totally redo it.  

I asked him the other day if he would be offended if I asked Theresa if she could come clean the house.  I waited for the rant that the house was fine but was pleasantly surprised when he said, “Yes please.  It is driving me crazy.” 

It was hard to bite down my pride and embarrasment as a mother and a wife that can’t clean her own home.  I emailed Theresa and asked her if she would mind.  She immediately said yes and wanted to know when.  I was taken aback.  I shouldn’t have been.  She has been there for everything. 

When she got here this morning, I gave her free rein.  I just told her where stuff was.  She ran with it…and then some.  She is just so incredible.  Why can’t she be the next president? :lol:

I had a tough time sleeping last night so I drew up a checklist of things each child needed to do in their bedroom to get it spic and span.  Lauren, Austin & Rachel had their list pretty well done by the time that Theresa got here.  Lauren jumped right on it because she didn’t want Theresa to think she was a slob.  Too late…lol.  Rachel jumped on it too but that is just her style.  She is a clean freak.  Like mother, like daughter. 

All Kevin will need to do is our bedroom, the living room, and the laundry.  I help with the laundry.  He brings the dried clothes to the bed and I fold them and sort them.  It makes me not feel so useless, and Rachel doesn’t end up with Lauren clothes, and Lauren doesn’t end up with my clothes. 

I feel so incredibly blessed to have a friend like Theresa.  Her goal in life is to get her teaching degree and teach at a Christian school in Guatemala.  She visits there like 2-3 times a year doing various mission projects.  Children and mission work are truly her calling.  Though I hate to see her move so far away I know that she will be doing what she loves and she lives for.  And luckily there is Internet so we won’t lose touch, but that is still like 2 years down the road. 

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Speaking of friends, Maddy gave me another awesome blogger award.  This one is the True Blue Award!  It has a very happy dolphin with the words True Blue Award ~ will always stand by you.  I am giving this out to everyone who frequents my blog and even those who are casually strolling by.  Why you ask?  Because I will always stand by all of you when you have questions or need a someone to vent to.  So collect your award and I’ll be blogging again soon

Don’t Leave Me!!

I have been an emotional wreck since last night.  Kevin took the kids shopping for clothes last night.  I was left home alone.  I don’t do well when I’m home alone on a normal day.  So last night I got myself all in a tizzy. 

I had the hysterectomy because the pain was taking me away from my family.  I was not happy that even after the surgery I’m still being taken away from my family.  I’ve had it with sitting/laying in this bed staring at these 4 walls.  It is so frustrating. 

I literally cried myself to sleep.  Pathetic, huh.  I probably could have just dealt with it and moved on but Kevin didn’t help.  He doesn’t handle people crying because he can’t fix it so he asks a ton a questions.  Women know that the last thing they need when they are being wah babies is someone questioning them…lol.

Then I woke up at 3 a.m. and started crying again!  I didn’t even have a reason.  That is when I decided that it has to be hormone changes that is doing this to me.  How rude!

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Anyhow, Kevin did get everyone but Matt to the mall last night to update their clothes.  All of the kids had outgrown or wore out something! Matty didn’t go because we didn’t have him.  He was with his “parents.”  When we get him back he will have to get a new coat, pants, undies and shoes.  They all seemed to have a great time with their dad…and he didn’t seem stressed out so it must have went well.