Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgrimage. Psalm 84:5

Monday, March 7, 2011

My Not So "Little" House

Some of you have more children than I do.
Some of you were raised with more siblings than my children have.
If that is the case for you, this post will feel like "home".

But...some of you have less children and some may have none.
For you, I will say, "Read on with caution." Some things that happen in
our not so "little" house may offend you. But, these things are true and for
those who are looking for a little bit of "aaaahhh, I'm not the only one." or
for the curious in nature who just wonder what it's like to have 7 children...
I share.

Do you remember the post when I shared about Caeleen's little "gifts" she's been
leaving me in the bath?

Well-let me paint tonight's scene for you.

Two tucked in bed, two sick on the couch, one doing homework and...
the two youngest girls in the tub.

The older yells for me to come quick and of course, she's done it again! I "scoop", "dump", "flush", "clean the tub" and refill for them to both get back in and clean off.

Not long after I hear the baby calling, "Mommy...where are you?" over and over. I go in to find her standing up in the tub-arms up-very-very ready to get out.

The's the part you may want to skip if you are a bit squeemish! She was lying in the tub. Water up to her ears. Eyes closed. Relaxing. Oblivious to the fact that the little culprit struck again!!! This time with what would have been a diaper blow out. I am not kidding-the entire tub of water was dark brown. The entire tub of water!!!!!!!

Here's the best part. It just doesn't faze me anymore. I gently tapped the older. Said, "You need to get out of the tub-now-and go down stairs to have a shower."

Here's the even better-best part. It didn't faze her either! She sat up, saw the brown water, got out quickly, wrapped in the towel and headed down to the shower. Amazing.

There was a time when that scene alone would have made me sick to my stomache. Never mind the task of cleaning it-or the thought of being my daughter lying in it.

Well-if you've made it this far-you are a trooper-or a glutton for punishment. :)
I'm off to spend some time with my hubby...
Have a blessed night friends!


  1. wow, wow, wow!
    mine's never left those kinds of presents in the tub! what a mama!

  2. I love the way that you have become a Mom. It does not faze you now.


  3. Was referred by A wise woman blog, so glad I stopped by! Wow!! You are amazing! I find it awesome that it doesn't faze you. Way to go mama!

  4. Just a side note...I'm not amazing-it's just that my kids (especially this one) have pooped in the tub so very many times I am used to it! :)

  5. What a story! Could envision every moment of it... in my mind's eye (thankfully for me !!)
    Love your candid way! I'm here from A Wise Woman as well.