changing my name
These days I am starting to feel a bit like Noah's wife. That poor, poor woman. How on earth did she manage to keep her sons occupied and not at each other's throats for forty days and forty nights while it rained? And without coloring books or Curious George.
Our backyard was starting to resemble the swamps in Florida despite the french drains that were installed a few years ago. Needless to say, after six days straight of rain, it was getting a bit scary back there. The boys were starting to make up stories about an alligator names Gus who lived back there and was just waiting for little boys to stray too far off the patio and CHOMP! They began taking bets on how big the alligator would be when it finally swam by our back kitchen window. Ninety one-hundred feet was Ian's guess.
But on Thursday the clouds parted and the rain finally stopped. So on Friday evening I had a lot of mowing to do. Mowing the front and back yard, edging (yes, I have learned to do that too!) and lots and lots of weed pulling. However all of the yard work has left us with itchy eyes and the sniffly noses - yep, allergies! Poor Wyatt seems to be getting the brunt of it. We're all doped up on benedryl now. So hopefully we'll be back to our regular blogging schedule (like there really is such a thing!) soon.
Until then, please have your inflatable boats and swamp buggies at the ready, we might need a rescue. It just started raining again.
Oh, and just one last thought. I think I know why Noah's wife is not named in the Bible. If she was like me, she got tired of hearing "Mama, mama, mama he's not sharing" and "Mama, somebody spilled applesauce down the stairs" and "Mama, where are the sharp knives?". I told the boys yesterday that I changed my name and I wasn't going to tell them what I had changed it to. I'm guessing Noah's wife did the same.







Oh dear! Being cooped up is no fun at all, especially when you add allergies to the mix.
I can totally sympathize with the name changing. I've been there many times. Hope it gets better soon!
Posted by: Sarah Jackson | April 12, 2008 at 01:57 PM
i would change my name too. hope the clouds part and the sun comes out again soon!
Posted by: erin | April 12, 2008 at 05:39 PM
There is nothing like a snuggle from a tired little boy. That cozy feeling of exhaustion and for just a little while time stands still. You are such a great "Mama". Your sweet photographs bring back many treasured memories. Seldom will you be so tired as when your children are young--but believe me, you will remember these days with fondness. You are so brave. My thoughts are with you. Sincerely, perryjane
Posted by: perryjane | April 12, 2008 at 06:34 PM
i dont' really know you but i think of you often whenever i talk to my mom in virginia beach. she mentioned the allergies, the rain so cold to your bones. reading your blog takes me home, right to her doorstep.
right before the flickr pages pop up i think 'i wonder how virginia beach is looking'... it always looks good to me.
thank goodness there's not a real alligator named Gus in your backyard! (we currently have an intense fear of alligators in our house!)
take care.
Posted by: camerashymomma | April 12, 2008 at 07:53 PM
oh I am so sorry! I remember one long Virginia week a handful of years ago that drenched us thoroughly! I only had a little baby girl, but felt restless myself.
I love your name changing story...I get tired of constant requests too and often tell the kids I'm broken and so I can't do the "such-n-such" they are asking me to do.
Good mama :)
Posted by: moki | April 12, 2008 at 09:37 PM
This post makes me giggle.....Cheers from a mom who doesn't go by the name "But Mom!" anymore.
Posted by: Myshell | April 12, 2008 at 09:56 PM
*lol* I feel your pain, I often tell my son I have changed my name when he has said 'Mumma' 1000 times that day.
Posted by: Carol | April 12, 2008 at 10:48 PM
sometimes it gets to where "momma" sounds like a curse word that you just cant stand to hear anymore.
and i am with you on the swamp yard. ours has just dried thanks to a couple of windy days to where there is no standing water. now its just slippery mud. i almost bit the dust on it while caring the laundry from the line. in retrospect i am sure that event would have been quite humorous.
Posted by: jeanetta | April 13, 2008 at 05:07 AM
I can totally relate to the rain! We've actually had a couple of school days called off because of flooding! and today I woke up to snow. blech. I live in Missouri, not Canada! LOL Just wait until those boys trade "mama" for something else - you'll want those days back LOL! My son (now 22) called me (stike that - TEXTED me) on my birthday last week and said happy bday womb from placenta. See, it could be worse LOL Chin up, spring's just around the corner (or so they tell me!)
Posted by: Gina | April 13, 2008 at 08:00 AM
oh my goodness, eren. i laughed out loud at the end of this post. maybe i should try the name changing thing. have a great sunday!
Posted by: amy j | April 13, 2008 at 08:46 AM
Sometimes when we are in the car I will forbid my girls to say my name for the rest of the ride. This makes them crazy, but so does hearing "mommy!" ten thousand times in a row!
Posted by: Rachel | April 13, 2008 at 09:41 AM
:)
Posted by: Zélia | April 13, 2008 at 12:24 PM
i think Noah's wife is actually called
Naamah ;)
Posted by: Zélia | April 13, 2008 at 12:29 PM
I LOVED this entry! You should find a blow up alligator and put it in the window. :)
Posted by: Liberty | April 13, 2008 at 12:40 PM
Oh my, how many times have I said that too. My eldest is 18 and I still say it weekly. My mothers answer used to always be the same ``I`m out!``. She tells me all she wanted was to listen to a radio show!
Posted by: Joy | April 13, 2008 at 03:35 PM
Oh honey, I know how you feel about the rain. The sun actually shined for a whole hour here today & I sat & cried. Time to get a new box of markers & one of the big ol' boxes of crayons & the biggest bad of paper you can find & tuck it away...spring has just begun I fear you & I both have more showers ahead.
Big hugs
Laura
Posted by: Laura | April 13, 2008 at 06:16 PM
Girl you crack me up!
Hang in there Mrs. Noah!
Posted by: Stefani | April 14, 2008 at 05:31 AM
I don't have anyone to call me "mama" and I miss it. You would too. Glad to see you are still doing well. I visit your blog occasionally, and it's always a pleasure to see what you're up to these days.
Best,
sonya
Posted by: sonya | April 14, 2008 at 06:29 AM
I'm so glad the weather has cleared. I can empathize with being shut in from the rain, it gets old quick. Here's hoping there's sun on your face today!
Posted by: blair | April 14, 2008 at 06:33 AM
I have often wondered why Mrs. Noah wasn't named... Now I know!
Great post, it made me laugh out loud.
Posted by: Christine | April 14, 2008 at 10:44 AM
I have often wondered why Mrs. Noah wasn't named... Now I know!
Great post, it made me laugh out loud.
Posted by: Christine | April 14, 2008 at 10:45 AM
I have often wondered why Mrs. Noah wasn't named... Now I know!
Great post, it made me laugh out loud.
Posted by: Christine | April 14, 2008 at 10:45 AM
The changing the name thing...all I want is to hear my little boy say "mamma" and really mean me! :)
Posted by: dragonfly | April 15, 2008 at 02:28 PM