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It’s all a matter of perspective.

Are you a glass is half full
or half empty kind of person?

For most of my life I must admit, I’ve been a glass is half empty person.
That is, until the day my precious twin boys were placed into my arms after 3 1/2 months of complete bedrest. While I spent most of my pregnancy looking at my glass as half empty, I soon realized it was really just leaving room for more.

Do you think something is lacking or missing from your life? Is there room in your glass for more? If you believe that you can choose your attitude then you must also believe that its all a matter of perspective.

So I’m going to challenge myself to change my perspective during this stressful move.

This is the perfect opportunity
for me to not try to have the perfect move.

Lost, broken or damaged items
means less things I’ll have to unpack, place and care for.

This move is the perfect opportunity
to take a good hard look at everything we own
and decide what we can share with others, sell or simply discard.

Will you join me in changing your perspective about something that is troubling you?

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Its all about the accessories

A new routine has started in our household. One where Pumpkin likes to play dress up right before bed. When I sent her up to put on her pajamas last night, this is what I found her in…

Its all about the accessories, don’t you think?

Thankfully, Pumpkin is potty trained and only wears pull ups at night.
However, she now has an aversion to pants and prefers to run around in her underwear.
It’s always something, isn’t it?

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When Pigs fly…

I’m afraid of jinxing myself, but if you see a pig flying through your neighborhood you’ll know that my move has started!

We are nowhere near being able to actually sleep there, but the plan for today has some of the furniture arriving from two storage units.

Wish me luck and keep an eye out for those pigs!

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Hawks Cay

After another week of limbo and obstacles I decided I wanted to run away from it all—–with my children. I was absolutely desperate to literally get away from it all and just focus on what matters to me the most—my kids.

At the exact moment I felt the urge to runaway, I remembered my family was going on a mini vacation to the Keys and had invited us to join them. We originally said no, because we thought we were moving into our new home on Monday—ha!

In a truly last minute decision I packed up four kids, made reservations and hit the road late Saturday afternoon. Four hours later we arrived at Hawks Cay. We reserved their Marina Villa which I was assured was the premiere choice for a family with many little ones. Sounded great to me!

I arrived to a somewhat busy front entrance yet all the valets ignored me. Finally, I was able to grab the attention of a valet who said I could leave my car our front while I checked in (I knew our room wasn’t in the main building). I unloaded the four kids and we went inside to check-in. And by we, I mean the four kids and me. Road Warrior hubby was on a red eye.

Around this time I ran into my Aunt and cousins in the lobby and they accompanied me back to my room. Good thing as there was no bell service or assistance offered to the villas (my first clue) and I would have never been able to unload the luggage and get it up to our room on the third with 3 kids and an exhausted and hungry toddler.

Since Cutie Pie normally goes to bed at 7pm and just endured a four hour car drive, it was understandable that she was tired, hungry and ready for bed. So was I!

It was 7:45P by the time we made it to our room. I attempted to get PBJ and milk from room service. First I was told no problem it would be 20 minutes, then I was called 1 hour later and was abruptly told to come pick up my food at the front desk (which is a drive from where I was). Apparently they don’t offer room service to the Marina Villas—you know, their premier accommodations! And apparently they don’t think this is something they should share with you when you are reserving a Marine Villa. After much arguing, complaining and threatening to immediately check out and drive 4 hours back home, they grudgingly sent someone with the food. But I was done. I told the manager our 3 night stay would now be 1 night and demanded some sort of compensation for my troubles. She gave me $50 off. Call it gas money.

After a late, dinner of PBJ, I got everyone in their pj’s and set the big kids up with a movie (special treat) while I gave the baby her bottle and put her to bed. It was then I noticed there was some sort of short in the electrical wiring in the room and the lamp light and ceiling fan lights kept flashing on and off every 45 seconds or so, even though they were off. I ended up unscrewing the light bulbs from the lamps and turning off the ceiling fan completely. At this point I was too tired to even complain.

Though I didn’t sleep too well, for fear the electrical shorts would cause a fire, morning arrived and we were all alive. It was time to hope for at least a good morning before we drove home. After another taste of poor service at breakfast we were off.

We started off the morning at the Lagoon Beach. It was really nice and the kids had a blast playing in the water and looking for shells, hermit crabs, fish and pretty stones.

Our next stop was the Pirate Pool and playground, which the kids absolutely LOVED. It was perfect and we could have spent at least four hours there!

I would have loved it if the water cooler they had out there actually had water in it. Or, if they actually served lunch or beverages in the closed restaurant there. Just a thought since the place was packed and the nearest food and beverage hut was a three minute walk away.

This clearly wasn’t a vacation, or a true escape from my problems. But in the end, I was able to spend the day with my kids without any distractions or cares (beyond those of the resort) and I suppose that was worth driving eight hours for.

 Final Conclusion:

Hawks Cay is a fun place to take your kids but the service wasn’t great (in 2009). If you stay in the Marine Villas be sure to inquire as to what services (if any) are available to you.  When we stayed there we could not order room service and it had to be picked up.  Not a big deal if you are traveling with another adult, but in my case I was the only adult with 4 small children and so it wasn’t ideal.

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Limbo


I don’t do well with limbo.
I am one of those people that would rather hear NO, than maybe.
Maybe drives me crazy.
At least I know where I stand with No.

And here we are in moving limbo.
Our construction project is five months behind.
Yes, it will be wonderful when we finally move.
But when will that be?
Our date has changed at least 5 times.
Monday’s movers have once again been rescheduled.
No one can even tell me how much longer we will need to wait.
We’ve been hearing “3 more weeks” for the past 2 months!

I know there is a lesson here.
I know that when we finally do move in,
it will be a huge blessing and joy.
But for now I cannot help feeling bitter, disappointed and frustrated.

There are so many things I like about moving.
I like the idea of a fresh start.
I like decorating.
I like nesting and creating a home.
I like organizing.
I like getting rid of the things we no longer use, need or like.
I like the adventure of experiencing something new.
I like executing my well ordered plan and reaping the benefits of it.

Do you see the problem?
I don’t know when to pack!
I don’t know how to orchestrate my well ordered plan!
And perhaps that is my lesson.

Moments in life cannot always be well orchestrated or planned.
And yet, there can still be a blessing within the chaos.

I know we will eventually move into our new home.
I know that one day I will forget the frustrations I am feeling now.
I am praying that I can show my children patience and flexibility in my actions.
I am being stretched out of my comfort zone.
I am being tested.
I am being taught to rely less on myself and man and more on Him.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.
Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV

Perhaps that is the greatest blessing and lesson of all?

How do you handle these moments in your life?

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