Thankful

As I sit here at my kitchen table, I watch Nathaniel and Gabriella be goofy with each other, giggle together, tell on one another ("Gabrie's putting noodles in her drink!"), and all three kids screaming playfully in unison. I can't help but just be happy, even with my ears ringing from their high-pitched squeals. I can't help but thank God that I'm still able to experience all the joys that come with these three energetic, exhausting kids.

I'm thankful for the days Justin gets home early(ish) and we get to have dinner together. Some of my favorite times with him is when we just sit at the table together after the kids have finished eating and moved on to make messes elsewhere; we catch up on the day, share funny or meaningful experiences, laugh, and dream about our future.

Only about three months ago (or so), Justin seriously considered requesting a transfer to Oklahoma City. He works many long hours and rarely even has a day off, so he wanted to get us closer to family. I don't think a 13 hour drive by myself would ever be possible, nor would he ever allow me to travel that far alone with three kids, but a 3 hour drive, I could handle.

I was excited about the possibility of being closer to "home" again. So excited, I started searching the internet for houses. I even contacted a friend there and asked her to keep her eyes open for any rental houses. Cara replied, and was happy to help us find one. The next time we spoke, she told me there was a house for rent in her neighborhood. We were excited at the prospect of being neighbors and our kids playing together.

Justin and I decided we should wait it out a little while longer. Maybe things at work would get easier, or a better position would come along. So, we waited patiently. (Although, I have to admit, I was disappointed!)

Monday, May 20, 2013, Cara's neighborhood was hit hard by the tornados. Her sweet family lost everything, except each other. Plaza Towers Elementary is where two of her three kids attended school. The most amazing part of their story (to me), is that only a couple months ago, Cara felt led to start home schooling. Thank God, she had been obedient!



Photo Courtesy of Chris Landsberger/The Oklahoman/AP

 Two days later, Justin was offered a promotion. He accepted. His new position will be less stressful and will allow him to spend much more time with us, and possibly even more time for me and the kids to spend with family in Arkansas, while he trains in Houston.

Most days we take life for granted. But today, and in the future, I will be thankful for even the littlest of blessings. And whenever I'm feeling overwhelmed by the days' messes, the constant need to play "referee" for brother and sister, and sleepless nights with baby, I will remind myself "it could always be worse".




P.S. Read Cara's blog...she's amazing. cyakel.blogspot.com

Back To You

Roughly eight years ago (I can't believe it's been that long), mine and Justin's life changed forever. Unfortunately, our experiences through this life changing moment would be separate, but nonetheless things changed. Of course, most of you could guess, this "change" was our son, Nathaniel.

My first thoughts were of panic, naturally. And being only 17 at the time, they weren't the most mature or selfless of thoughts.  "What am I going to do?". "How will we tell our parents?". "I'll have to quit dance classes!". "I'll never go to college.". "My life is over. (if my parents don't kill me, that is.)". Justin did his best to comfort me and tell me every thing would be ok...but I knew behind his reassuring words, he was feeling the same panic I was. Surprisingly, later that night I was a bit excited about having my own sweet baby.

One month later, Justin and I broke up. Don't get mad at him...it was my idea. My stupid, immature idea. I was scared, emotions were crazy and we didn't seem to get along as well as we used to. Panic set in again. Maybe I thought breaking up would make the situation go away for awhile. I don't know. I've really blocked alot of that time from my memory. I'm sure some of my actions were a result of hormones...but still inexcusable. Anyway, we didn't see each other through the entire pregnancy.

July 24, 2006 ~ We welcomed our sweet baby boy into the world. Sadly, this memorable occassion didn't change our attitudes or hearts toward each other.

Between 2006 and 2009, these hateful feelings we had for each other continued. Justin faithfully came to see his son. Despite how uncomfortable the situation was, or how I made him feel, he NEVER gave up on being a part of his life.

FAST FORWARD to November 2009....I prefer not to think about life before this point. Justin and I began texting. Mostly we'd talk about cute things Nathaniel would say or do, but eventually we talked about just life in general. Finally, we decided the three of us should hang out together. We met at Chuck E. Cheese one Friday night; it was incredibly awkward! I wasn't sure how to behave like "Is he paying for my food?"... I gave him $10 and a coupon for a $19.99 pizza and tokens. He accepted it. So clearly, it wasn't a date... But I still made sure to eat very lady-like, having only two slices of pizza. If you know me, you know that's NOT me; and I definitely out-eat him now!

The next night, Justin and I met again but by ourselves this time. We just sat and talked for hours. It was strange because it was like we picked up where we left off, but at the same time it felt so new. I was nervous!

Sunday, Justin and Nathaniel met me for lunch after church. I believe we went to a few stores after that...PetCo, Target, and Books-a-Million maybe? But the best part was that night... I asked "so do you love me again yet?". He replied with a simple "yes". My reply, "I've got a wedding to plan!".

Just three months later, we eloped. Nathaniel was our only guest.

February 5, 2010

May 2010

An explanation of the title: this was "our song" back in high school. Strange how it still fits...



Responsibility! What's that?

Tonight I feel like venting a little. I'm just gonna come right out and say it...I do not like "mothers" who act like they're not. If you're old enough to have a child, you're too old for the party/club lifestyle.

I was never one to party or go to clubs, or whatever it is the cool kids do these days, but I especially would never dream of doing it while having little human beings depending on me. I'm not saying a night out with friends is wrong...just because you're a parent doesn't mean you're not allowed to have fun; you just need to have the right kind of fun. Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but "partying" is just not something you do when you're supposed to be a grown up, especially when kids are in the picture. And really, I think this goes for young mothers when they get old too...just because you had a baby and feel like you missed out on life because you were at home or working for your family, DOES NOT mean it's ok to "have a life" when your kids are older.

Three of my biggest pet peeves concerning "mothers":

1. Women who smoke while they're pregnant OR around their children.
2.  Adults who think/party like they're still young. Once you "grow up" you aren't supposed to regress.
3. Parents who put themselves before the needs of their children.  

Don't mistake my annoyance with people like this to thinking that I think I'm better than anyone (I was/am a young mother too) and in no way am I perfect, as a person or as a mother, but you can bet nobody is babysitting my kids so I can do my own thing. (Wait, let me rephrase.... There is nothing wrong with a night out with your husband or whatever without your kids tagging along, but there is something wrong with a night out if you're being/doing stupid things.) My kids go with me every where...to the grocery store, to the doctor and dentist, even to one of the most inconvenient places to go to with kids...the post office! They're even with me when I'm sick. You know why? Because they're mine and my responsibility! And I simply don't want to leave them with other people, even if it would make simple errands a TON easier. Don't have a child (sex) if you're not ready for the responsibility.


Side note: This includes fathers too, but mothers should have more sense. And thank you to my mom who taught me how a mother is supposed to behave. She is the perfect example of a mom and grandma.

Leave a comment if you get the song reference in the title... :)

Meet the Perkins

My wonderful husband, Justin, and myself. Isn't he handsome?! Justin is the oldest of EIGHT kids! He is a hard-working man, a dedicated father, and my absolute best friend. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to call him mine. He's got a real knack for making people laugh. (Seriously, he's hilarious!) Like most men, he enjoys sports (any sport; football, basketball, even bowling) -- playing, watching, or even just listening to people talk about them. He has the most random music taste ever(from Jimi Hendrix to George Strait to John Coltrane back to Norah Jones). He's the type of person who can't just drive by a person in need, holding an "I'm hungry" sign, or even avoid eye contact with the boy scouts selling popcorn (that we really didn't need) at the entrance of a store. I don't think I've ever known a more compassionate and empathetic person than Justin.

As for me, I am a 24 year old mother of three...sometimes four, depending on Justin's mood. :) I also come from a big family like Justin's... I am #5 of seven kids. This will be my second year homeschooling my son, and eventually my daughters will be homeschooled as well. I love to bake and decorate cakes, create new recipes for dinner, sew (mostly bags, but hopefully some pretty dresses this year), figure out new ways to save money (I get a little excited every time I make laundry detergent), watch my kids grow, learn, and say and do funny things, and to go on dates with Justin. One of my favorite pastimes though, is shopping at yard sales and thrift stores.

Justin and I are high school sweethearts. We met at a ridiculously tiny private school, in Fort Smith, Arkansas. Since the day we met, I dreamed about a perfect life together with him. Almost 10 years later (and a terrible breakup in the middle of that), we're getting there! I never, in my wildest dreams, thought that we would end up in Colorado, yet, here we are. (More on our story later.) Just like I never imagined we would have three, absolutely beautiful, curly-headed kids. Now, meet them!

Our oldest, Nathaniel Joshua, will be seven this July. He is the smartest, most observant, smarty-pants kid you'll ever know. Not to mention a walking-talking episode from Animal Planet. He can be the sweetest, most protective big brother and melt your heart with the precious and funny things he says....and then the next minute I wanna flush him down the toilet! I'm amazed at the person he is becoming. I can still see that blond, curly headed two year old sometimes though.

Our second child is Gabriella Kaylynn. I never knew just how fun girls were until I had my own! She is all about princesses, nail polish, ballerina costumes....if it looks girly, then she likes it. However, with all that "girl", comes the meltdowns to go with it. Gabrie (what we usually call her), will be three this November. It's been so awesome to see her little personality come out lately. She's the perfect mix of sweet and sassy. (Ok, I could do without the sassy most days, but it is kind of funny sometimes.) I'm so excited about all the mother/daughter shopping trips in our future.

Last (and probably not "last" for very long) is the baby, our sweet Lillianna Mattison. She just turned one this year and what a joy she has been so far! I never imagined I would ever have babies so close together (Gabrie being only 17 months older), but she has made it a piece of cake (for the most part) so far. She is usually laid back, a go-with-the-flow type baby. What probably excites me the most is what great friends she and Gabriella will be. They already share secrets with each other...it's the sweetest thing.

So, that's us. Justin, Grace, Nathaniel, Gabrie, and Lillie. Life isn't always perfect. We have our bad days, bad attitudes, many tears, tantrums and just downright chaos, and we all have a lot of growing and learning to do, but at the end of the day we're just happy to be a family.