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Monday, 19 November 2007

  • Tag I'm It!


    The rules:1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.2. People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people (or less if everyone else you know has already been tagged!) to get tagged and list their names.4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.My Random Facts/Habits About Myself:1. I sleep on my stomach2. I like even numbers 3. My favorite colors are green, black, red and brown4. I like when my husband does my hair5. I love to cuddle with my children and will do that all day6. I love to to cuddle with my husband.7. I don't like driving.8. I love music, books and artI am tagging, whomever wants to do this....I have cramps! blah!

Wednesday, 07 November 2007

  • Thoughts

    Well, for sure I have finally really found my "profile" in God. I mean yeah Christians are not supposed to be part of the world. But we are also not supposed to stand out and yell "I'm a Christian and I am better than you !" Because we are not. We are all sinners. If we are to witness we should be approachable, and sometimes that means dressing in your own style. Not a dictated or style that is pressured upon you. God loves you for who you are and for what you are. He created you. Be filled with HIM and nothing else matters. When Jesus died for us all old testament law is void. Jesus gave us HIS commandments in the new testament , check them out!!!Much Love and Peace,Anita

Tuesday, 23 October 2007

  • THE MISUNDERSTOOD CHILD

    THE MISUNDERSTOOD CHILD
    By: Kathy Winters

    I am the child that looks healthy and fine.
    I was born with ten fingers and toes.
    But something is different, somewhere in my mind.
    And what it is, nobody knows.

    I am the child who struggles in school,
    Though they say that I'm perfectly smart.
    They tell me I'm lazy - can learn if I try -
    But I don't seem to know where to start.

    I am the child who won't wear the clothes
    Which hurt me or bother my feet.

    I dread sudden noises, can't handle most smells,
    And tastes - there are few foods I'll eat.

    I am the child who can't catch the ball
    And runs with an awkward gait.
    I am the one chosen last on the team
    And I cringe as I stand there and wait.

    I am the child with whom no one will play -
    The one that gets bullied and teased.
    I try to fit in and I want to be liked,
    But nothing I do seems to please.

    I am the child who tantrums and freaks
    Over things that seem petty and trite.
    You'll never know how I panic inside,
    When I'm lost in my anger and fright.

    I am the child who fidgets and squirms
    Though I'm told to sit still and be good
    Do you think that I choose to be out of control?
    Don't you know that I would if I could?

    I am the child with the broken heart
    Though I act like I don't really care.
    Perhaps there's a reason God made me this way -
    Some message he sent me to share.

    For I am the child who needs to be loved
    And accepted and valued too.

    I am the child that is misunderstood,
    I am different - but look just like you

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  • Well, today was pretty good as far as days go. I am praying my foot heals up soon so I can started walking for exercise. Running is my long term goal.
    Not much really to say. It has been real windy. My dad's roof came partially off. My brother goes to court tomorrow. I am blessed.



Monday, 22 October 2007

  • Oct. 21, 2007 So today was ok. I slept a lot. I am having a heavy cycle and wonder if my iron is low. Since it has started I am extremely tired. I will see how is goes next month and if it is the same I will start pre-natals because I just can not stand iron pills. YUCK!This with the guest here are much better. But, her ex-husband seems to think he runs the show here. It is hard to let someone know they are over stepping boundaries when you have no communication with them. I am feeling more anxious at times. But, I think at the same time parts of my depression are getting better. I am praying a lot more in my times of need. I am crying far less over things. I really just need a friend I can trust with my heart to cry out to at times of need. Not complain to, just talk it out with. Jimmy does a lot of listening but the kids need his attention and mine. I think the cycle I am having as me less emotional than the last one. Though, I have to admit I was upset I was not pregnant. I know God has plans for us and obviously despite my want, it wasn't being pregnant. Oh well. Today Jimmy and I took the kids to PetCo. We were going for pet supplies, a red eared slider and a new hermit crab. When we went to check out there was no cashier, and the store was spookishly quiet. Joaquin started flapping (which he hasn't done in so long) and crying he wanted to go home. So I took him outside and into the van. Maggie came out with us. He was afraid that we were going to get locked into the store. There was such panic in his eyes. I felt bad for him. We have made such progress on out own with his special needs. So much so one doctor said they think he doesn't have Autism. I was so mad. I know my child. That is a rant for another day. When his daddy and brothers came out of the store he was finally calmed down that they were not being locked in. I love my Joaquin. Sometimes it hurts so bad that people don't think he is special because he doesn't have that look. They think he is just lazy or a brat! It hurts. He doesn't really have outbursts often and can control or tell us when he is feeling a certain way. This is something we have done on our own, and of course prayed about. God gave us him for a reason, chose us special to be his family. When he couldn't talk and couldn't tell us how he felt or what he needed it hurt so bad. To have your two year old just cry, it's heartbreaking. I thought I had done something wrong.Later I realized that me helping him learn to express himself in certain ways it what he needed. I held him a lot, even when he didn't like it. So some people said he was just spoiled. I know I can't shelter my kids from the world, or hurt. But, I wish I could.I am so glad I homeschool. I know if Joaquin was in public school, I would be worried.
     

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    • Name: Anita
    • Birthday: 5/2/1976
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 10/9/2007

About Me

  • I am a wife, and mother of four. I am a Christian woman who dresses modesty and wears a headcovering. I homeschool, breastfeed, cloth diaper and basically parent my children as gently as possible. I am not perfect but God still loves me and Christ is my guiding light.

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  • "Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth" ~2 Timothy 2:

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