Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Rockin' It!!!

Okay, I have written a bazillion postings, over the last few weeks, in my head. But alas, I have found no way, or time, to get them from my head to here! Today is different. I just have to get this out!

Over the last two months Jackson has been in and out of the hospital. It has been exhausting. Four months earlier, we returned from Africa with our sweet princess. 18 month before that, we started an addition on our house that is bigger than our existing house. We have been a busy family...to say the least.

In the midst of that I have found myself thinking, "Why get all dolled up to do construction?" With Gabi, I have found myself getting her all dolled up and then running out of time for me. (Sound familiar mommies?) Then with Jackson, we are doing around the clock care, back and forth to the hospital, getting very little sleep, etc. Suddenly, the jogging suit (that was sooo cute 3 years ago!) is so handy and comfy. Why not?

I should have thought something of it the day that I ran out for Todd and Bill to get a plumbing part. It was early. I jumped into some shorts and a t-shirt. Threw on a bit of lipstick...the perfect pick me up...NOT! (It is not enough ladies!) The guy at the store just gave me the part. I walked out of there with my head held high.

I was thinking,
"How sweet is that? He must like me!"
Then I took a look in the rear view mirror...SCREAM! That guy did not think I was cute!
He was thinking,
"Dear Lord! That Girl needs to invest in some cosmetics. I will give her this part!"
Okay, fast forward to recently...
I have stumbled upon "The Pleated Poppy", through another blog, My Pink Life. These adorable girls are taking pictures of themselves and posting on Wednesdays. What in the world?
Pleated Poppy explained that it is "What I Wore Wednesday". An accountability for her general appearance as a stay at home/work at home girl. Brilliant! She is making herself accountable to the blogging world. Creative. I like it! (It also keeps her from the scrutiny of the guys at the plumbing supply house!)
I have not come to the place of posting pictures of myself ...yet. I wish I could have posted a picture of myself today though! (Camera is with Hubs in Orlando).
WIWW has really challenged me to spruce myself up a bit, bring back some dignity. I do not want to appear worn out, sad or stressed. So, I have been dialing it up a notch (last week, one of the doctor's told me I looked great. Yippee. She really loved my shoes!)
So, I get ready to spend my day in PICU today. I want to look good when Jackson wakes up. I want him to say, "Hey! THAT'S my mom!"
Deciding to stop for gas, I use tons of napkins to touch the gas nozzle. (I just hate to get that gas smell on me. It just doesn't seem to wash off.) After filling my tank, it clicks off. I use my napkins to grab the handle to remove it from the van. Gas SPEWS all over me. There is little the napkins could do.
Washing up the best I could, I knew there was no going back home. I had to keep moving forward. What is a girl to do? What is between this point and the hospital...MARSHALL'S!
I pull into the parking lot, run in, grab three pairs of jeans, two shirts, a sweater. I run to the dressing room, tell the attendant I am frazzled and in a hurry. Could she relate? A flat "No, I can't." was her reply. Oh well, too bad for her.
Tearing off my clothes and jumping into the clearance jeans, perfect fit! The clearance t-shirt is next. ADORABLE! All that is left was the sweater. A no go. I throw my "gassy" clothes back on, grab my new things, try on another cardigan on the way to check out. PERFECT! Pay. Stop at the restroom. Change into fresh clothes...after bathing out of the sink and drying off with papertowels...whew...I know. BUT, I am rockin' it in my new skinny jeans!
All in just 18 minutes!
I got to the hospital in time to see Jackson's dressing change. His arm is healing. He woke up just for a few minutes at a time throughout the day. Tomorrow is another day. And another opportunity to get my "cute" on!
You know, it is not so important what I wear, but how I wear it. Am I wearing Love? What about Kindness? Gentleness? Compassion? Grace?
Those are the things that I want people to see...
well, that and my new skinny jeans!


BAMBI said...

Love it! This is great... you are a mom to proud of, so precious.
Thanks for blogging your journey, helps me know how more to pray... and yah, lets me know a bit more about you and the fam too.. Love it. Love you, Bambi

The lady of the house... said...

loved this post! (butt love you more....and yes, i tried that because i bet your butt looks so stinkin' cute in those jeans)!! :)

i too have thought about this "what i wore wednesday" thing and would be ashamed to show off some of my *outfits*.

can't wait to see some of your pics because i love the way you dress!!

thinking of you so often.
xoxoxoxo from strasburg.

Chris & Megan said...

Way to NOT be defeated!!! Press on with head held high and skinny jeans on! :) So glad Jackson is doing well. Love you!

Anonymous said...

You go girl! I am weepy after reading this true AMAZING JOURNEY entry and laughing with you girl.. know why.. i am busted!.. just brushed my teeth, ran the comb quickly through my hair and put on the old trusty visor & sweats.. why cause I am just running a few local errands here in my home town Monroe NC ..you know Walmart, Target and Harris Teeter! Ok maybe I will add some lipstick.
love you, tam tam

Pat Caven said...

Just discovered your blog ! Was wonderful to meet you and your family last month. lifting y'all up in prayer. Thanks for your story about gas sprays and skinny jeans. Love it !

Karyn said...

Oh, to be a fly on the wall, or in the car, or in the store! I cannot believe that happened. Yet the next thought that comes is, "of course it did!" Now let's see those skinny jeans!

Michaela said...

vickie i love you woman and this is amazing!!!!!!