Sunday, July 8, 2018

treading life

My oldest baby turns 3 in just a couple of day. 3! On the same day my youngest turns 3 months old.
Crazy. I love being a Mom but I'm insanely tired. My house is NEVER clean .. ever. I feel like I do the same five things on a single loop the whole entire day. Did I mention I'm exhausted? I do manage to keep up with laundry and grocery shopping but that's about the extent of that. I do have a weekly schedule that I try really hard to stay on top of but I don't have a lot of room for extra's and when I do have the extra time is - I just wanna do nothing. I should be putting up laundry right now and cleaning our Master bedroom but here I sit.
I'm complained lately that I've lost my identity. I've wanted kids for so long and now that dream has come true.. it's kind of like now what? The husband & I have had a lot of talks about the next step but it comes with a lot of trepidation. I'd like to get my hair license and go back to work when Little Miss goes to school but I'm so worried about not being present. I know that Little Man is going to need a lot of extra special TLC and I want to be right there. I also know that we have apx 6 yrs left in the Navy life and we become 'retired' and move to that next chapter... but that feels like a whole book away. What I'm trying to figure out is what to do with these chapters I need to write now. Since my husband isn't moving forward like I am, I feel lost. For some reason I don't see just being a Mom a chapter but as a definition of who I have become.
I feel like I struggle a lot on what I think I should be doing and lose sight of the moments. I've also realized that very little leaves me content. The moment passes and I just remember all the negative and struggle to find the positive. That's hard when I know that I love my life. I just feel that I don't know how to be happy.. that's a hard realization. I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of being tired and I just want my home to be peaceful and happy. I struggle with comparing everyone else to my current life... ie: her house is so clean, her kids are so well behaved.. why can't i? why don't i? Filling my life with a lot of plausability for error and failure when I know I'm doing the best i can. People have 3 kids and keep it together so what is wrong with me?
Everyone struggles and this shall pass. I'll pull up my boot straps and plow through. I'll look back at these moments and laugh at how naive and how silly I'm being. BUT at the moment this is real and it's a mind over matter game i feel I'm losing.
So please send me words of encouragement, send me ideas. Tell me I'm not alone. I wish more then anything else in this world that I had a group of friends who I can turn to and lean on right now. It just seems everyone is going through something and my stuff seems insignificant.

Inhale... exhale... 

Monday, May 28, 2018

house purging.

The husband & I have spent the past month purging the house.
I've always wanted to be a minimalist and I am faaaaaaaaaaaaaar from being one.
I woke up one day and decided that we needed to throw almost our whole house away. We've never really purged in the 7 years that we have lived here and have gone through multiple roomates - so it was time. We have done the first layer and now it's time to dig really deep and purge the 2nd layer. Ya know the tedious stuff like the medicine cabinets, the junk drawers, and the bathrooms cabinets.
I'm really questioning the counter stuff at the moment because the remodel of our kitchen is my next focus .. and for those with little kiddos you know that the counter is never cleared off.



I painted the hallway during my pregnancy with Little Miss and never finished painting into the living room. I removed all the beach decor from the house but I haven't figured out what direction I'll be doing next. I have found that I'm really in love with throw pillows but my, soon to be, 3 year old thinks they belong on the floor. (lol)
The plan for the kitchen is a pretty extensive makeover. We are going to build a pantry and add a lower level of cabinets. I want to paint the kitchen this white color called Swiss Coffee, which will be happening in the next couple of weekends. I'm trying to convince the husband to change the counter tops to this sparkling white quartz when we add the lower cabinets. I also want to make this country mirror display that I found on pinterest for our kitchen <above>. I'm also wanting to change the sink to a country sink and personally add a back splash.. like i said I have a pretty extensive list for the kitchen.
I'm a picture whore y'all. I love pictures and love canvas prints. It's almost an addiction. I've just got the problem of being selective with my kids pictures and I can't choose so I get them all.. no seriously. lol. I mean how do you choose? but I gotta. I'm easy to shop for though.. just get me a white picture frame - or a picture album - and I'm super excited.
The plan is go room by room and just revamp the rooms. The kid rooms wont change but our master needs a whole new everything. I'll also be creating Little Man his own big boy room/ABA room/play room after we get back from Texas. The husband wants the toys out of the living room but he'll have to agree to buy new living room furniture first.
I have a lot of plans for change and hopefully we'll complete this list in the next year. It's a lot and especially with three small kiddo's.. but I'll talk more about those changes in the next post.
Hope everyone had a great weekend.

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Juggling.

Everyone is currently asleep and I needed a few moments to check in with you all. As it happens, tomorrow's topic for the writing promp helps catch you all up on our currently life. So here is the question:  What are things that you enjoy the most about your work right now?

I love being a Mom. I think it's the most rewarding position I've ever had. I love watching my babies. The funny thing about being a Mom is that you never feel like you are doing enough. The coolest part is that so far Little Dude and Little girl are on the same feeding schedule. Sounds hectic but really it's been a blessing. Little Dude doesn't really take bottles anymore but his nap schedule requires some milk. Since he is still on two a day naps.. well lets just say that it's what's keeping me sane. Little Miss has decided that her most active time of the day is during dinner time; so it gets a little hectic. I've managed to plan out dinners and start them a little early so that I can manage.
BUT as life would have it as soon as it seems I've got a handle on the juggle a couple of extra balls get thrown in. Little Man is starting ABA soon for the summer. We have assessments coming up and the first week in June we have his first school IFSP. I'm excited about the ABA, applied behavior analysis, to enter our lives for the summer. The ABA is meant to help us with the fundamentals of helping Little Man learn to make it through the next school year.
I love being a Mom. I haven't figured out all the life juggles yet. I haven't figured out how to keep a spotless house while managing every 3 hour feedings, plus fixing breakfast, lunch and dinner. I haven't figured out how to put away a basket of clothes in the same day it's washed and folded. I'm sure in the next couple of weeks i'll find my rythm. I'll find that sweet spot to guide me through the summer and then crash in the chaos of the next school year.
Meanwhile we have a lot of things happening ... little man's 3rd birthday is coming up, plus 4th of July, and the husband will be gone for six weeks. Then after his return we load up and drive to Texas for a couple of weeks. His Dad passed away last year and we are spreading his ashes, along with all the siblings, like his Dad wanted. I have a lot on my plate all leading up to August and I'm stressed but excited. I've also decided to add PIYO to my daily routine as soon as I'm cleared at my 6 Post Partum checkup - which will be during morning nap time.
There is so much about this life of being a stay at home that is simply demanding but I've never felt more centered in my life. I've dreamed of these days my whole adult life and honestly it's pretty amazing. I get frantic and overwhelmed from time to time but at the end of the day I love being a Mom to these three little kiddo's.

What are things that YOU enjoy most about your work right now??

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Writing prompt

 I found these writing prompts on pinterest and saved the individual months for the year. Since I have them all I thought I'd try using one of them.
May 09 is: What subjects did you study at school?

Well after High School I went to a junior college because my Mom was certain I wasn't smart enough for a university. Well that and she said that I couldn't do it and that it was too expensive to fail at. I did get my basics out of the way to transfer to a big university but I never pin pointed a major and therefore never went.  I wanted to be a Texas A&M alum but again never made it.

Ooh, if I could turn back time... I'd be a psychiatrist like I wanted when I was in High School. Again my Mom told me it was too much school and a lot of Math; Math wasn't my strong suit; so I should pick something easy like cleaning houses. I guess that's kinda what I did... being a housewife... haha. I did look in to psychiatric school a couple years back but I got pregnant with little man and put it on the back burner.

I later went to a trade school to be a insurance agent. Now I'm thinking about going to cosmetology school. I'd like a job with flexible hours for the kiddo's and I'd like to work after the husband retires in 6 yrs. Hell I'll be 42 by then.. so who knows if I'll accomplish any of my educational goals. The plan is to get my hair license at the very least .. so if i can do it before I become all geriatric.

This is a bitter topic b/c I did have plans for my life. I did want to accomplish things and have a career. I feel like I let me Mom get in my head and de-rail me into missing out. I've worked a ton of retail positions but never one that really required school and I never completed anything. I SHOULD have gotten my cosmetology license years ago.. I would have been a great at it. Now all I can do I picture me being the old Grandma at a young school and it makes me sad.

Hopefully I'll help build the path my children take. Hopefully I encourage them to reach any & every little goal they think of. Hopefully I can encourage them to accomplish life instead of being 36 and realizing there is more life that they missed out on. Hopefully I encourage them to join a trade school or a university and reach all the stars in the sky.


Monday, May 7, 2018

the hardest part of being a Mom

When I was in my 20's we went to this country bar. We all drank a little too much and drove home. One of the passengers in our vehicle was a Mom and she pleaded with us to pull over. Her stance was because she was a Mom her life meant something and it came off that she thought she was better then us. We made fun of her for the longest time using that line because nobody understood what she was saying because we weren't parents. Now fast forward 14 - 15 years and I'm a Mother of 3. NOW I completely understand what she was saying and she was right. Her life was 10 times more important then ours, it was more important then a couple of stupid 20 yr old driving drunk and with the possibility of it ending her life. And she was a single parent so her life wasn't 10 more important it was a billion. I haven't thought of that day for a long time but being a parent takes away that immortal armor we carry as youngsters. I never thought about mortality and I certainly didn't fear it. I never understood people who did until my first kid was born. I have never wanted to live more then I did after they placed that new baby in my arms. I have never been suicidal but I've never feared death until I did. It's pretty amazing how new life makes you wanna live but I'm also not naive to the fact that we wont live forever.
I started to believe that my fear of dying wasn't so much of the fact that I had kids as it was that I have a child with a disability that needs me. He needs me more then my other two kids will. He will need a place to live and a place to comfort him when the world is too much. I don't want my other two kids to think of their older brother as a 'burden' b/c we die early and they have to help him through life.. that's my job. I am doing everything I can to help him through life and will continue to do so/ but I can't shake that fear of not being here. Now, that doesn't mean that I love little man more - it's just stating that he may need some extra care as he gets older and I want to be here. I also understand that it's all out of my control too. As I was driving home the other day with Little Miss in my the car I started freaking out over the thought of a drunk driver, or someone running a red light. So it's not just for the fear of my oldest but for all my kiddos.
My husband is about to leave for the month of July and I want a break before he leaves. August is a very busy month for us and the only chance I have to break away is in June. So I have been planning a girls weekend at a local spa/resort to lay out by the pool and have the option of spa services if we desire. We all picked a weekend and I looked up the reservation information.. and it struck me. I can't possibly leave my three kids for two days and a night alone! They need me! My husband wont know what to do or what to say. He'll get short fussed and wont be able to handle it.. so I can't go. I might be able to slip away during nap time but he can't handle them through the night. So I'll go for the day and not spend the night.. yea that's what I'll do.. then I can drive back the next day and spend some time with the girlfriends who stayed... ...     insane!! My husband can lead over 30 people on a moving vessel... he most certainly can handle three calm kiddo's.  yes, I could drive home that evening and help him put the kids to bed and go back the next day ... but that's ludicrous. The hardest part of being a Mom, for me, is really understanding that I'm more then just a Mom. I need down time. I need breaks. I need to vent, to cry, to drink some wine, to soak in the tub 20 min longer, to let Dad get up with the kids on the weekend and sleep in a little. The little things I constantly talk myself out of.. dont' take a nap while all 3 kids are napping you need to mop the floor. No the floors can wait.. take that nap!

Being a Mom is harder then I thought but so amazingly rewarding. I've never understood that saying but now I get it. It's hard because our heads make it harder for us but our hearts are so rewarded on the daily things our kids accomplish. it's a tug of war. a inner tug of war. I get it. So to you all you Mom's out there.. you've got this. You are amazing. Enjoy that starbucks line while you kid is sleeping. Snooze the alarm and take that extra 5 minutes. Get a pedicure on your lunch break instead of making phone calls.. you need to take care of you too.



Sunday, April 29, 2018

introducing my daughter

Oh my goodness - I can't believe i wrote that last post before posting about the birth of my 3rd child!


My daughter was born April 12th @ 10:28am - she was 8lbs 14oz and 20 1/2 inches long. She is beautiful and look exactly like her brothers. We both came up with her name while I was pregnant with little man and once I found she was gonna be a girl we just went with it. Her middle name is after a good friend but also ends up being the husband and I's sisters middle names - total win!


So far being a parent of 3 is pretty simple. She is a super relaxed baby and hasn't kept us up all night once. The crazy part has been all the boys. Little Dude turned one 9 days after Little Misses birth & he is currently cutting teeth. So he is crying and whinny. He loves his sister but is super jealous at the same time. We have spent a lot of time protecting sister from little Dudes lovies. Little Man is super protective and super lovey.. we keep catching him playing with her feet or trying to give her a paci when she cries. It's been very cohesive aside from Little Dudes teething.


My husband has been helping with a lot of the post partum help/care. He is great with the kids and driving me nuts. He has no understanding of 'healing' time. We got in a arguement b/c he kept track of how many hours I slept for two straight days. Umm you are home so I can sleep, take some pain pills and survive the pain of pulling a kid out of my stomach (3rd c-section). He hasn't really done that since but he is wanting to just 'go go go' and I'm all damnnnn dude.. but he goes back to work this week.. I got two and half weeks of maternity leave. Crazy.



We are having little Dude's first birthday next weekend & I'll try to log in and share some pictures of the party. I'm sure it will be a blast! We are going to double up with Cinco de Mayo and have a taco train. Mixing the love of taco's with a transportation theme.


I just wanted to take a moment and update that little Miss has arrived. She is perfect and we are all doing good. Life has continued without issues and I'm very blessed.
Have a great week! 

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Oklahoma Sky

I have fallen madly in love with Miranda Lambert's music. I have downloaded and listened to every album relentlessly and I have really taken a liking to her newest album "The Weight of these Wings". During a shuffle sesh I came across this song that I literally had to pull over to listen too. It's off the "For the Record" album and it's called 'Oklahoma Sky'.


I can't pin point the wording that just stopped me.. but if I had to guess it's the second set of lyrics. "Lightening flashed, everything went silent. A feather could have knocked me to the floor. Missing piece was found, I was finally alive. Meet me under the Oklahoma Sky."

I often wonder what it would be like to cross that state line again. I often wonder what, if any, types of emotions would flood my body and soul. So many great memories - it's where I tell people I grew up. I got my first apartment, bought my first set of groceries, was independent for the first time in my life. I struggled, I prevailed, I struggled ( haha ). I was jobless, almost homeless but I never gave up. I learned to love the slow and quiet. I learned to love the outdoors and just take it all in. It's where I made some lasting adult friendships, it's where I found love, it's where I got married and my Dad walked me down the aisle. He'll never be able to do that again. Those memories are sacred.
There are also bad. the conflict and struggle with my ex husband. I wonder if I pulled into that church parking lot if I'd remember all those times I set in the empty parking lot screaming at my windshield and crying.   I wonder if all the sadness and all the grief would flood over me and make me so emotional. I wonder if I'd remember all the back roads and all the hidden gems I'd once found and loved. I wonder if thunderbird would hold the same amount of love that I once felt for it.
The night's we spent around a fire talking, the afternoons we spent on the lake. The weekend barbque feasts we'd throw down - which we couldn't afford but did anyway. The friendships and bounds I thought would have lasted forever. Truth is towards the end I became so insanely unhappy & I just wanted out. I wanted out of every relationship and I just wanted to disappear. I think once I lost my job in 2010 it was the catalyst opportunity to run and I did. I never looked back.. until recently. My life has flourished and matured in ways I never thought possible. We are always in a state of growth and I'm for contempt to be in the place I am now. So when the husband & I talk about his retirement and where we are going to settle down - I often bring up Oklahoma. One of these days he may just agree to it but until then I'll continue to wonder how my heart would react to being back across that State line. Although I was born in Texas I often say I grew up in Oklahoma.. I look forward to showing my kids one day where that all took place.

I'll make it back one day.. I'll cross that state line.. I'll say my apologies for the way that I left and beg forgiveness underneath the Oklahoma Sky.


Monday, April 2, 2018

vent sesh.....

I'm not a 'Snowflake' by society's means but I due tend to have a lot of complaints under my belt. Lately though it's been really hard to push down the hurt, anger and disappointment. So I'm gonna vent for a moment.. A couple nights ago I was pretty sure I was going into active labor. So a good friend took me to the L&D while the husband stayed with the kids and got some sleep. The reason he stayed behind was because all of this is was after I ate dinner and would have to wait apx 8 hours to have a c-section anyway so the husband might as well get some rest. I mean I was going to stay hooked to a IV so he might as well be rested. Anyway.. the point isn't to explain why he didn't take me. The smug triage nurse was sure I was in 'false' labor and they did a cervical check to find that I wasn't dilated and the baby was facing posterior. So they sent me home apx an hour later and told me to try and wait it out for our scheduled c-section. I was so disappointed because I was really hoping I'd have this baby before April and I'm tired of being pregnant.

Once home I realized that I was struggling with the disappointment of a lot of things centered with this pregnancy. Silly or not there seems to be a lot of resentment towards my 'family'; which is really non existent outside of this home anyway. I'm going to try and spell this all out anyway... bare with me.  So if I would have had baby girl that night we would have been expected to make various phone calls to various people announcing her arrival. These people, well my side, don't call, don't text.. we aren't included in anything family.. we just exist in Cali. They do comment on instagram or facebook about my kids from time to time.. esp about little dude...  but they aren't there for me when I need support. So my question was why? why call?  why exchange these happy moments with people who don't really care - they just want to be informed.  Like my Mom would be absolutely ballistic if we posted the birth on facebook without calling her. but why should I feel expected to call someone who NEVER calls me and when I do call seems to want to just jump off the phone? The ONLY sibling I'm close to from my adopted side, got a job and now doesn't have time to talk on the phone or text me. Actually every time I've called in the past month she answers and hangs up without explanation . So I'm furious over the expectation of notifying them of the babies birth when they can't even have a conversation with me outside of that. BUT If I don't call them .. it's going to be verbal and mental assaults via phone and text like it was when little man was born. (YES I've actually been on this EXACT cross roads when my first child was born). So do I call out of respect (which they don't respect me) or do I just stick to my guns and say .. no I'm not calling.

Second. I'm disappointed we didn't have a celebration or a baby shower. I mean this IS a child that was created from natural circumstances.. not infertility treatments.  I guess the overall problem is that I 'expected' something from our close friends. I 'expected' a little get together or a little celebration. I 'expected' someone to care and be thrilled that we accomplished the unthinkable. It's not about receiving a gift.. it's about celebrating and being present for the moments. Maybe because I host for the 'events' I 'expected' someone to take the lead on this one. So yea I'm really butt hurt that we didn't get a celebration dinner or baby shower.

Third. When little dude was born apx a year ago.. I had a hard time with people coming to stay with me to help with little man. My husband was on deployment and I ended up having to need a c-section because we had placenta previa - which means the placenta was down by the uterus instead of the belly button. I ended up begging and convincing three people to come out and bought two of the three plane tickets. The second person who came out constantly complained that she didn't even know why she was there b/c I was up moving around. I swear to you that I tore my inner stitch and I had so much trouble healing but the Dr's wouldn't listen to me. So I am so thankful she was here b/c I swore the out stitch was going bust open if I lifted little man. Anyway so a year later and here we are.. the husband isn't deployeed but we can't get anyone to come out and help. Which also means that nobody is excited enough about the babies birth to be here. That sucks guys.
Think about that..  my Mom doesn't want to come, my sisters don't want to come.. so I constantly have to explain to my OB team that I will not have any family come out for this babies birth. It's sad. It's horrifically sad. I'm not important enough, my kids aren't important enough, for lives to be inconvenienced to share a special moment like a BIRTH OF A CHILD. I also don't know if anyone reading this is familiar but military husbands only get TEN DAYS of baby leave. So I have TEN days to heal from a third c-section before he returns back to work.. TEN! With all of this I still can't convince family to come help but they want a phone call the moment she is born. ppsssh.
So now I'm faced with relying on local friends - who also have jobs and kids.. to help me through the first three weeks (at least) so that I can attempt to find a normal to having three kids. So why on earth would I be angry or upset you ask? {insert rolling eyes}. I feel ten days is a little unrealistic.... but it's being changed but wont be in effect for us.

So maybe I'm a horrible sibling and that's why they wont help. Maybe it's because we all live so far away and I'm the only one who travels to see them. Maybe it's because I do so much on my own already that it doesn't seem that I really need help. Maybe it's because I'm never around for holiday's that I've been unmissed for years. I'm personally torn in just making a simple minute phone call when I feel it's not warranted.

ugh. adulting is hard. I wish i was 20 something again and didn't care what other people thought.

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

count down to 3

I can't believe that in a short couple of weeks we will have another baby! I'm terrified of having a little girl but so ready to  not be pregnant anymore. All the little things are done and I can't begin to explain how incredibly tired my body is. I put her side of the 'go bag' together yesterday & I need to work on my side. I'd like to prepare a couple of meals to freeze to have through the post partum side; which should be done this weekend. I'm also trying to squeeze in a trip to see the Easter bunny because she literally can come at anytime now. Yea know I'm not really big on Easter but those pictures are pretty important to me. I really have no interest in doing a basket, or dying eggs, or any of it... it's just a 'neeh' holiday for me.
What seems like a million years ago - I wanted nothing more then to have life growing inside me.. now I'm about to join the 3 under 3 club and I'm 'all good'. While that can be heard as a complaint.. no it's not.. I'm just over being pregnant for two years straight. Even though she wasn't planned.. I'm excited that we are on this journey - if I had gotten a vote.. I would have wanted a little more time in between pregnancies but hey. I'm sad that so much of little Dudes first year included being pregnant again & I feel he got really overlooked. He sure is a happy little Dude tho... so I must be doing something right.
So what now? What happens when my uterus is closed for good? Is it closed for good? We have talked about a potential #4 but that's gonna be a couple years down the road... 1.5 tops. I am leaving it as a possibility - not getting my tubes tied in other words - but totally ok if we don't do this again. I like knowing that we have the option if we so choose. I keep telling people that we had agreed that we were done when little Dude was born. Then we crossed the line into natural conception and that kinda changed our stance. We both said we wanted 4 kiddo's ... I just want a break in between kids before we decided if we move forward with a potential 4. I'm actually really shocked in how many people - strangers included - ask us about a #4. All I can say is .. I dunno.
Little Man starts school in August; early start as it's called. I know we need to start a form of ABA services for little Man after little Miss is born as well. His final diagnosis should be delivered to us this coming week. We have his first IFSP meeting next week & I'm actually really nervous about that. I'd like to enroll Little Dude and Little Miss into the Y while brother is in school. That way I can catch a break and actually get into a healthy place again. I'm really big in water safety so the two youngest need to be enrolled in swim lessons. I'd also like to get little Man back into swim lessons as well & introduce him to gymnastics.
We are planning a trip to Texas in August; which I'm excited about. We wont be staying with family, in Houston, this time around so I'm hoping to see more people and tour the city. I'd also like to make it up to Oklahoma & Arkansas soon but it's wont be during this trip in August. 
We have 7 years left in the Navy & by all accounts will more or less be in San Diego for all of them. Then ... I dunno. I wanna move south and put down roots. We've talked about Oklahoma, Nebraska, Texas & staying where we are. The kids will be under 8 & it should be easier to transition to a new location at that point. I'd like to go to school and get my cosmetology license so I can go back to work after little Miss gets into school full time. I just wanna get a chance to see Hawaii and possibly Maine while he is still in. I actually want to do his last couple of years stationed in Hawaii but he has firmly said no to that.
So right this very second I'm fighting contractions, lower back pain and fatigue. I'm dealing with a almost 3 year old who doesn't sleep more then 5.5 hours on average. I'm dealing a an almost 11 month old who is on the verge of walking. My body & my mind are exhausted and it's just going to be even more exciting soon. I'm just hoping that I can schedule some time for a pedicure before little miss is born.. which I honestly don't think it much longer. I'd say within the next couple of weeks.. and yes that means I'm still hoping for a March baby instead of another April baby. Little Man was 39.5 weeks, little dude was 37.6 weeks and we are just entering in 36 weeks today with little Miss.. so again.. we are close!
Hope everyone has a great week... ooh St Patty's day is coming up quick! I'll try to post again before Little Miss arrives.

Thursday, February 1, 2018

I survived

Back in August I wrote this post: August Update about the plans I had for this deployment. Now that we are coming to a end .. yep an end.. I'm proud to say that we accomplished a lot on that list!!

I did replace the kitchen table & the area rug. I also saved a lot of money & paid a lot of stuff off. We also found out shortly after that August post that we were expecting our third child, which to say we were shocked in a understatement. I'm about to hit my 30 week mark in a couple of days.. hard to comprehend. Wish I had gotten some of the meal planning and snack prep done like I had wrote about. That's a goal for the next chapter tho.. yea?

I'm stupid excited he is going to be home. I've never felt so alone & I have these past couple of years. Each deployment brought light to my life of solidarity with the kiddo's. It's hard stuff getting super active kids going & being so gigantically pregnant. I have had some good friends help me out through this and I'm grateful but it's left me wanting more. It's also left me itching for new orders to a new state - even with the pro's vs con's. The people helping me through during the last part of 2015-2017.. those people aren't even around. Each deployment brought and took people even when I prayed for stability. It's also cause for self reflection in a lot of ways.

I have a lot of things on the burners right now. We have maternity pictures, we have our stay-cation, we have a baby shower, we have little Dude's first birthday all before the princess is born. I also gotta finish putting her nursery together and start finalizing the go bag. The Dr's did schedule little princess' c-section for April 12th; so that's exciting. I have a feeling she's gonna arrive earlier so I wanna be prepared.

I gotta go knock out the rest of the laundry and clean up the kitchen. It's going to be a crazy busy weekend so I gotta step in front of this avalanche now. Oh... GO EAGLES!

Amy

Sunday, January 28, 2018

See me now?

I feel invisible.
Outside of my kids I am alone. It's rare for someone to reach out to me for companionship. So what does that say about me? I reach out to at least three people a day, not the same three people... I do have people I consider 'friends' but I guess I'm looking for a unicorn friendship. I want more and that's annoying because I'm not sure it's achievable where I am. I'm not talking about physical location (but I'm sure that's a factor) but I'm talking about all the elements. Maybe I haven't grown enough, maybe I need to keep working on who I am. I just have never had a real issue with friends but then again I haven't had a 'best' friend since my early 20's. That's what I want. I want a bestfriend - can I say that? I'd like to have someone to call when my world seems heavy, I'd like someone to call when i feel so stuck and blue, I'd like someone who took a moment to understand my world with Little Man & not have to explain and defend all the time. It would be nice to complain about my husband with someone on my team while knowing I love the man to death. It's SUPER easy for me to go down the negativity slide but I'd like someone to reign me in. My husband is good about that to a point but contrary to popular belief, my husband isn't perfect. He slays his own demons daily & his biggest one is money. It's a crazy financial slippy slide for him & I dangerously tiptoe around that as often as I can. I think with back to back deployments there has only been one constant in my every changing life. 
I just don't have anything to say past my kids. I don't do anything, I'm not in a group or having any BIG interests. A book club would be nice, two birds with one stone kinda thing. I'd like to be apart of a monthly GNO type of group but I'm not big on drinking outside of the house. I really would like to find parent friends. One of my biggest let downs is that I don't have friends that have kids Little man or little dude's ages. It doesn't have to be exact but mostly everyone we know have a older daughter, which isn't a bad thing either. I'd like to find someone with a kiddo around little dude's age, he needs it the most. Little Man is so into his own little world that I feel Little Dude really needs some 'same age play time'. Again it comes down to common interests and personal beliefs. I lose people at those two areas.
Oh, I'm so tired of all the endless suggestions - like I haven't thought of them myself. Like daycare.. why on earth would I pay for daycare to socialize my kids when there are stay at home parents all around. It seems crazy that I have to pay for my kids to socialize when other's don't. (Did I just sound like a millennial?) I'm serious tho! I've tried the weekly Mom groups through church and other sources. We aren't a run to "SeaWorld every Friday family but I do enjoy a good zoo day. I want park days and swim days. I want hang out in our living room days and swing in the back yard days. I dont' want to spend money to spend time with you. You also have to take into account that we have a crazy week schedule. We go to Occupational therapy once a week & speech therapy twice a week. Then we have errand/ grocery day.. and Wednesday are 'we aren't getting out of our jammies day'. Maybe this is the next chapter for me. To become more approachable, more realistic, more open to finding things that make me .. well me. I'm not opposed to growth, but I'm really tired of being alone and feeling invisible.







Wednesday, January 10, 2018

ten days in

Well hello.

We are 10 days into 2018 and I wanted to recap how I'm doing with my 'goals'. I also want to add to those who are already discouraged.. it takes 21 days to break or create a new habit. So if you have gone back to your old ways.. correct it and keep going the way you wanted. Redirect yourself. Don't let a fail hold you back!!

Goal 1: So my husband is still deployed and I feel that I have been nicer to him. Ive been listening to him more. It's hard to give up all my foundations to mold to his but I'm trying. It's also hard for me to run a household for almost 2 years and welcome him back to change things up. It's extremely hard. My husband is very financially directed & he'll give up every luxury in the world to stay where he wants too. It drives me insane - I''m more of the pay bills first and live your life & that drives him nuts.  I'm not a saver, penny pincher, budgeter.. I try but I'm just not. I don't understand knowing gas pricies b/c it's something that you need. Driving 20 min out of your way for .20 is ridiculous to me.. but my husband will go the extra miles for the cheaper price tag. I am trying to follow a budget, to create goals.. I need to have goals. I need to have rewards.. I need to pay a bill off and reward myself. My husband doesn't understand that

Goal 2: has been a lot more challenging. I did, however, order a 3rd trash can so that I can start purging. So there is a plus to that. I have also purged the garage and my sons clothing.

Goal 3: this one has been a great win. I've paid off 5 store cards and 1 credit card. I've started a savings too.  My goal is to close the 4 of 5 store cards and the 1 credit card. I did create a budget as I mentioned above also but the husband wants to revise it when he gets home.

Goal 4: the only thing I've managed is to remove my cc's from the checkout page. I've ordered from them since new years. It's so darn addictive! I have no self control when it comes to NOT getting two kids out and still getting your items. Like I just got 2 car seats for the price of 1! That;s a great deal and it was shipped to my door! i know I know.. I gotta stop using them. This is going to be my hardest goal... I'm telling you.

How have you guys done with your goals? Anyone still strong 5 days in?