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Rudy Said, “You Don’t Have To”

16 Feb


Ok, back to potty training.

After posting Lemon Pound Cake and explaining about my adventure in potty training, I have received much more realistic and welcomed advice from all of you. Thank you!

But, the best advice that I think will work is…NOT THE SAME FOR RUDY!

CHEERIO’S DO NOT BELONG IN THE POTTY! “Have you lost your mind, mom!” Cereal belongs in the cereal bowl, NOT the toilet bowl.

Yes, I’m happy Rudy knows that putting food in the toilet isn’t normal. But, I have to question why he isn’t phased by flushing the family pet fish down the toilet, and that this isn’t the least bit traumatic to him…??? hmmmm…? :/ I’m Slightly concerned.

I’ve even told Rudy to go watch dad and brother go potty and Rudy’s response was, “No, that’s gross!” I guess he’s right…I’m dumbfounded.

I recently put a new app on my IPad for Rudy to play and learn from called “Potty Time” (I thought I could try to “trick” him into going on the potty by getting this app.) I was going to stop with my efforts and let this cute little frog named Hopkins, do the work for me.

This story explains how Hopkins is a little nervous about letting his diapers go, and one of the pictures is illustrating this cute little frog hugging his diapers like they’re his blankie.

When I read this story I use my super excited voice when Hopkins reaches victory and transitions into “Big Boy Underwear” but this doesn’t phase Rudy. He will just say, “yah froggy good job.” Then he will ask to play games….

Rudy hides when he is doing “his potty time.” It was quiet and he was nowhere to be seen. I usually just follow the unpleasant scent to find my little redhead. But there was no scent this time. I found him hiding in my bedroom sitting on the floor with my IPad going through the book “Potty Time” all on his own. I wanted to shout and praise God for this break through!

I just stood there super quiet listening to Rudy read the story to himself filling in the words from memory, because I have read this book to him 1,978,999 times (yah, I exaggerate). But, through my eavesdropping I noticed Rudy wasn’t repeating the correct words that I say to him.

Rudy wasn’t flipping through the pages either. He was staying on the picture of Hopkins clutching his diapers scared to let them go.

Rudy in a whispering voice was telling Hopkins, “he doesn’t need to go on the potty.” Then I heard him say, “oh you’re scared? that’s ok, your mommy will change you.” “Keep your diapers…”

My little redhead was talking Hopkins out of potty training. sigh…..big deep breath…

This moment was mixed with emotions for me. I wanted to cry, and smile at the same time. Cry because I felt defeat once again, and smile because I actually did feel and witness a victory from Rudy. I was proud to see Rudy care and feel concern for a little someone that felt scared. It was nice to see this side of my Rudy.

Yes, I know Rudy felt this compassion for this frog in training because he can totally relate, and lets be honest he doesn’t want to be the last one still in diapers! Every child in the nursery at church has conquered using the potty except Rudy. He is feeling a little left behind. And now this little green creature is using the potty too! Rudy felt compelled to talk him out of it!

I keep telling myself the same thing all of you keep telling me, “don’t worry about it, Rudy will not be going to school in diapers!” Yup, I believed you until I saw THIS! Thanks to my sister Becky!

So, for all of you that say this doesn’t happen……ummmm….you might be wrong!

Ok, with all craziness aside, I have let the potty training thing go. I’m a stay at home mother that doesn’t have the pressure to conquer this task for convenience of child care providers. This will happen when he is ready and for some reason he isn’t ready. That’s ok, to be quiet honest I’m not that great at change either. The only change I want to stop is his diapers. It will happen when it happens. Besides I’m not ready for him to grow up so fast either. He’s my Rudy Raccoon.

“Lord, give me the patience to be the best mother I can be for this child you have blessed me with. I don’t want to impact anything negative, I just want to raise my children that will always honor You.”

I guess just like the awesome Lord we have, He never gives up on us, and He is patiently waiting for us to come around at times. I will never give up on my children no matter what, just like the good Lord will never give up me!

Have a blessed weekend!


Being Obedient

29 Jan


“Obedience” is a subject Kent and I have mentioned lately in our conversations. We have realized that there are certain circumstances in life that being obedient to God is not that simple. You would think just for the mere fact that we are christians this wouldn’t be so hard. We need to just trust and obey God. But, oh my…that’s easier said then done. God never said it would be easy.

To be obedient is to be “willing” and to “submit”. Just hearing the word “submit” can bring negative feelings, especially for woman. But, God never intended for that word to have a negative stigma. We humans can be put to blame for that. And to be “willing” isn’t that easy either!

Lately there are subjects in my household that bring up the question, “are we being obedient to God?” Well, this question always leaves me thinking. “If I’m obedient to God, it could change my life drastically, it might be uncomfortable to go through, I might be embarrassed, I might lose friends, we could suffer….” Goodness, after listing all these things about being obedient, who would want too?

Then I have to ask myself what would happen if I/we weren’t being obedient to God? Not being obedient to God is far worse then any temporary embarrassment, suffering or loss of friends. We could be in a state of discontentment, or constantly be in search for fulfillment that isn’t being filled by our own searching. And being disobedient is going against what God tells us in John 14:15, “If you love me, you will obey what I command.”

This reminds me of Jonah in the Bible. He didn’t want to be obedient to God by going to Nineveh like God told him to. So, what did Jonah do? He ran away and searched for a place to hide from God. Can you imagine how he felt?! The constant pit in Jonah’s stomach, the worry, the guilt, the disobedience. He tried to escape God and His request and it only made matters much worse for Jonah.

See, by us denying that we need to be obedient to God makes us miserable! Yes, by being obedient to God might not seem like it would be pleasant given your circumstance, but we at least know that God is with us, and we are teaming together to conquer the task at hand. Jonah was running from God and trying to hide from Him, which is impossible. But, through Gods grace He gave Jonah a second chance. I don’t want to run from God, I want to run with Him while He’s holding my hand.

Being disobedient to God is depriving ourselves of His blessings. To be obedient to God is accepting His blessing. His blessing could be unfolded through our journey of obedience by just learning to trust Him, and to grow in spiritual maturity.

Of course being obedient to God doesn’t only bless us but, you never know how our trial blesses others throughout our journey. My friends Valerie and Michelle are both great testaments of this. Valerie just went on a journey to Indonesia. The mission trip she was on lasted 10 days. Valerie has 3 young boys at home that she left behind. She was very hesitant at first to go but she answered the call to be obedient to God. And through this beautiful journey she was blessed by God opening her eyes to a whole new world out there that needed what she had to share, and little did she know just how much she needed them. They were both blessed by her obedience to God. You can read about Valerie’s journey here.

Michelle, (my neighbor from years back.) Her husband and family have surrendered to Gods calling by way of adoption from Ethiopia. Wow, that is so amazing! To rescue a child in need and to be able to share the love of Christ isn’t only a blessing to this child but it will be within their hearts too. And what a strong testimony this child will have to share with others as he grows older throughout his life.
You can learn about Michelle’s journey here.

Just like when our children are being disobedient we as their parent and God as our Father are here to guide us back into the right direction, to protect us and to help us understand what path we need to take, so we can grow and be a light in this often too dark of a world.

So, yes being obedient to God can be a “not so eager” challenge at times. But, to miss out on Gods blessing He has in store for us and others is just tragic.

My good friend Karen sent me this quote, “when you feel intimidated, remember that you have the DNA of the Almighty God!”

Lord, help Kent and I to be bold in obedience to You.

I took this picture of this crabapple tree just about 1 month ago. It was shocking and so refreshing to see what God has in store. I can only imagine it was tough and unpleasant for those blooms to be so vibrant on such a cool winter day. But, it blessed me and it was a nice reminder that “OUR Spring” is just around the corner. We are renewed.


Hold My Hand Chapter 6

19 Nov


Change your appointment Tahny…. December 3rd @ 8:30am has been my day to get my CT scan to check and see if my pulmonary embolisms are gone. This scheduled appointment sheet has been stuck to my refrigerator for 4 months. I look at it everyday thinking that day couldn’t get here fast enough. Then I get the opportunity to get it changed to November 20th @ 10:30. 4-5 months ago I would have jumped on that earlier change. But…..now it puts a tight turning knot in the pit of my stomach.

Why? Why, aren’t I excited about this!?

I guess, I didn’t realize how nervous I was. It’s funny how you think you’re ready and can’t wait for something and then the time arrives and you’re standing still in your tracks needing someone to give you a push forward. I remember feeling this way the day I got married. The “here comes the bride” song was being played on the piano, and the doors were about to be open for me to walk down that long aisle to this young man that I will now call my husband. The wedding coordinator was directing me towards the door that was shut to keep the bride secret until it was time for her big reveal. Then she said in a very exciting voice, “are you ready?!” My arm was hooked around my dads arm and I blurted out “NO! Don’t open those doors!” The piano player had to repeat the wedding march.

I knew I wanted to marry Kent but I was scared of moving forward to the next chapter in my life. Then, my reliable father took me into another room privately and said, “Tahny, I love you and if you don’t want to do this you don’t have too. The money doesn’t matter and either does all those people out there. I will go and tell everyone that it’s off.” I stood there looking at my dad in shock thinking that was not what I expected to hear. Then dad asked me, “Tahny do you love Kent?” Without hesitation I said, “yes!” Then he asked me, “do you believe God put you two together?” Then the next thing I know, my dad is holding and patting my hand all the way down the aisle for me to say “yes” to the love of my life, Kent.

You know even through all my nights of pain I would call out my dads name. I would wake myself up calling, “Dad! Dad! Dad, Help!” His would happen every night. Kent would just come and check on me, and I’d wonder if he even noticed what I was shouting. I finally asked him if he ever heard me yelling and crying out for my dad? He said, “of course I do.” I asked him if it made him annoyed or upset and he just said, why would it? Our earthly father & heavenly Father is a symbol of security and safety. Kent understood.

After I came home from being diagnosed with PE’s from St. Joes, I was noticing extreme pain in my right side. Max was having his talent show that evening and I was determined not to miss it. I was video taping Max preform his “talent” of Tae Kwon Do and breaking boards. Max was so nervous and I was too for him! I sat there in so much pain barely being able to hold up the recorder but, still thinking I couldn’t imagine not being there. Max was finished and I handed the recorder back to Kent and said I have to go to the medplus, something is wrong. Dr. Leppert did a x-ray of my chest checking me for pneumonia. I didn’t have it. He did tell me what meds to take in hopes it would help. But, if it doesn’t get any better let him know ASAP. Well, the next day came and I couldn’t move. I fought to get to the phone to have grandpa come down and get Max on the bus. Max was already scared to have something else be wrong with me. I just tried my hardest to stand up tall and reassure him I was ok. I just told him I’m kinda hurting this morning but I’ll be fine. Then grandpa pulled in. Max looked at me and said, “I’m not leaving you mom, and I’m not going to school!” Then the bus pulled up to the driveway. I said, “I’m fine Max, I need you to get to school I love you so much!” I would call Max’s teacher to keep an eye on him and to be aware of what’s going on at home.

I couldn’t walk up straight, I couldn’t breath. This was getting worse. Nellie was at my house too and I called Kent home. We went to the doctors without having an appointment. I walked in that office they looked at me and sent me back immediately to Dr. Leppert. I couldn’t talk, Kent did all the talking and explaining. I just sat there with my head down watching my tears leave wet polka dots on my jeans. I knew where I was headed. Dr. Leppert couldn’t even make eye contact with me. He has been through this whole journey with me since I first blew my back out. He knew the last thing I wanted to hear was, “Tahny you know where this is going right? I shook my head…yes.

I had to get another CT scan. I knew I had to remove all metals. That meant my necklace. My necklace has the boys initials on it. I didn’t want to remove it. There was something about Kent removing my necklace in that crowded bathroom that made me break down in hysterical tears.

My IV was getting put in. I was looking the other way and Kent was rubbing my arm to console me. I was in so much pain and to lay down it was a struggle. But I had to get the CT scan done. All I remember is Kent looking down at me with tears in his eyes telling me to try to breathe and try to get calm, so they can get this scan done. Kent for the first time had that look of fear in his face just like Max. And, all the imperfect things we have done to each other in our marriage didn’t matter at all anymore. In that moment of him looking down at me seeing me in pain, not being able to breathe made Kent grab on to new heartstrings that were being pulled and tied together with mine forever. We experienced a new level of love that was far deeper then that first day he took my hand in marriage.

Isaiah 54:8 I will show you my love forever.

After my CT scan I was RUSHED over to the ER. The nurses and doctors were waiting for me at the door. What was happening was my right lower lung was collapsing. This is called a pulmonary infarction. Very Painful! So, yes my lung was collapsing during Max talent show. I was in the hospital for 5 days. And, one of these days was Mothers Day.

This would probably sum up why I have hesitation. For 7 months the only thing I have heard from every professional in the medical field is how these blood thinners “have been saving my life.” And now my safety net would be gone. They weren’t there sitting with me looking at my children with me, having the fear of their worst fear coming true. And, the questions going through my head of, how would my husband do this without me….?

I sat in these hospital beds crying for order while everything inside me wants to hide. I was terrified and wanting to hide from all these ailments within my body. And, with all my humanness I just wanted to cry out to God and question WHY?!?! I was heavy with grief but, all I could do was kneel on my knees and cry out to my Lord, “You have a plan that is greater then my understanding.”

I’m I dreaming….I am frighten by this load I now bare but, before my head agrees that this is not a dream I’m on my knees crying to God that you are with me every step. I’m holding your hand Lord. Lord, did you wrap yourself inside the unexpected to show me just how far Your love will go? Every moment You have been with me, and I know I haven’t traveled this journey alone. But, I’m not brave I’ll never be, I’m just a girl, Your girl who’s willing and waiting on you, Lord. And, all I have to offer is my heart. I will hold you now, and You will hold me in the middle and forever. Help me be a warrior not just a mere shadow. Even though I’m trembling hard within I trust You. I’m banking on Your promises Lord. I am treasured, sacred and I am His. I offer all that I am to You, please help me be strong. Pour over me Your holiness….

“Your life is better without Coumadin, Tahny” is the words Dr. Leppert said to me when I knew he was picking up on my new found hesitation to rip off this band aide. He has been wonderful talking with Kent and I through this whole situation. He is another blessing through this journey.

These are the words I tell myself now, At this point if my clots are gone the Coumadin is only a poison. Ok, life goes on….I’m ready.

Tomorrow my heavenly Father will be holding and patting my hand as I walk in for my CT scan. My appointment is November 20th at 10:30am. Please pray for me I’m nervous for whatever the outcome is. But, please pray they are gone. I love you all and I will keep everyone posted on the results.

*a great inspirational song that has helped my sister and I get thru this journey is, “Be Born In Me”