Your Best Year Ever

It's time again to wrap up another year. 

We are cleaning up and putting away the last evidence of Christmas and reflecting on the past year.  This year has taught me so many things, good and bad. It's taught me that change is an okay thing. It's also taught me that I cannot take anything for granted because the life we have created, can be taken from us at anytime.

As I sit here reflecting, I am left with a puzzling thought of "New Years Resolutions". Every single year, people try to find things that they aren't happy with or don't like about themselves, and then try to come up with a "plan" to make that thing better throughout the year, (which is ridiculous 'cause by January 5th, you've already reverted back to what you were doing December 31st... Just sayin).

Whether your Resolution be weight loss or maybe being selfless, I'm not sure we should just focus on self help once a year. Once we "slip up" (Jan 5) we just say" Oh well, I've already blown this years chance, there's always next year". 

I think we should always be aware of "bad habits" that are ruling over our lives on a day to day basis and be on the look out for healthy solutions, no I'm not talking about salads instead of cheese burgers. I'm talking about anger vs peace. Jealousy vs being humble...etc you get my point. 

I think we are responsible for how we act and react...and that we should always try to make ourselves into more positive, open minded beings, but sometimes we fail under the pressure. We want to be better and better every year, and the reality of it is, we are trying to change ourselves in so many ways, our own efforts end up leaving us exhausted and weary. 

One of the most reassuring and successful solution to anyone's problems or insecurities worthy of a resolution is learning to Let go and Let God. There are some things and sometimes where there is no strength left to move on and go forward in the right direction. With all the constant pressure to fulfill cultures standards it's easy to get lost in the mix. Coming from the past year(s) I've had, I'm tired and I'm worn out.  I've tried to fix myself in ridiculous ways and even tried changing others, which by the way, YOU CANNOT DO!!

So this year, my resolution is of simple nature, though may, at times feel impossible. It will be the  answer to everything and in every situation will bring the peace my human soul desires. 

My wish for you in 2014, is to slow down. To cherish your families, never missing an opportunity to express your love. To give your all in everything you do. And when there comes a time where you have no answers for a solution, or when the problem you face is much bigger than yourself, or when you've been beaten down and bruised from this unforgiving world, or when your road gets black from sin and despair..... I pray you let it go, and let God be the one to handle it. This thing is no surprise to our God. He is much stronger than we are and He already knows the outcome. 

 Let go and Let God in 2014! 

Let them be little

I remember the day like it was yesterday. 

It was a cold, early morning in December. I hadn't slept much more than 2 hours. The combination of excitement and being terrified occupied every available place in my brain. All I could think was this is really the last time we will leave home just the two of us, we are bringing home a baby....

Our induction was scheduled for 4 am.... (Holy cow!!) We arrive at the hospital, get to L&D only to find out they decided to push us back to 8 am. Are you kidding me? I'm 9 months pregnant, been up almost all night, and you just happened to forget to at least call and tell this?? 

Once we got there at 8, things went really smoothly. I had a room full of family there supporting me through the whole dang day!! 

We waited...and waited... and waited. Finally at 10:58pm my whole entire world was changed, never to ever be the same again... Jake and I were parents.

For days and days, I felt as though I was on a high. I wasn't quite convinced this 8lb 4oz baby girl was truly not leaving and staying here permanently. I felt as though I was having an out of body experience, watching my avatar play with this tiny human. 

This precious angel has truly changed my life. I've watched from her first breath all the way up until this very moment, growing and developing. She has taught me humbleness, patience, grace and true love.

 She has taught me how beautiful life can be. It still to this day amazes me the beauty of pregnancy, birth and raising this tiny human. It is all very challenging, especially the first time. But somehow, through the groggy, sleepless nights, thousands of diaper changes, numerous clothing changes a day, mommy and baby. Through nothing but sweats and greasy hair and wishing for even 5 min of peace alone. Through the wiping of tears and noses, through the kisses of boo boos and make believe play. Through toys taking over every room of the house and late night cuddles. Through embarrassing grocery store behavior and beautiful colored pictures ... On the wall. 

We some how make it. 

 

There is no instruction guide or return policy. But we make it. We grow and we fail and we grow and we fail. But we make it. You ever stop making it. You add to your title list, forever more, parent.

I cannot believe how much of a personality our Shaylee has. I've never see anything quite like it. She has brought so much joy to my life I think about it and tear up. The love of a mother is honestly, indescribable. She has the most intimate, personal bond with her baby. Until you've experienced what it's like, will you ever, truly understand. 

This little princess has brought this family so much closer. She is responsible for mounds and mounds of joy and love. She has taught me how incredibly important it is to just relax, and have fun. We are only here in this life for so many years. Why waste them scolding our children for being children? I'm reminded of the song "Let them be little" because honestly, they are only that way for awhile. Then they grow, find love, and have their own families... In the blink of an eye. 

Shaylee has taught me to cherish now. To cherish what we are handed right now. She has no fear of tomorrow, she only knows now. How incredibly inspiring?! 

As I sit and remember 12/16/2011, tears fill my eyes. My sweet, precious, genuine, caring, beautiful child is now a big girl. She is already getting more independent and learning her own way to do things. 

Two. I can't believe she is two.

As we celebrate this joyous time, I'm very proud of the daughter I've raised thus far. My wish for this next year is to really not take any moment for granted and to have fun and be careless (appropriately) like a 2 year old! 

Life is just too short! 

Happy Birthday princess, we love you! 

Right hook, left hook

No one ever said it'd be easy, but that it would be worth it. 

Life.    

Every aspect of life, every ounce of the future is really unpredictable. But in order to find out what lies around the next corner, you have to just live. Getting stuck in rut or even lost in an old, familiar routine,  can dampen the perspective of the one chance we get to do life.

The chance to find a career. 

The chance to fall in love.

The chance to marry.

The chance to populate.

The chance to laugh. 

The chance to cry.

The chance to change.

The chance to remain the same. 

The chance to fall.

The chance to dance.

And, the chance to forgive, not only others, but yourself too.

The choice is yours. You are given life, what you do to fill it's time is truly up to you. Sometimes to find who you really are, you need to experience and/or embrace the thing some fear most. Change.

Change is sometimes or almost always, going to be the beginning to your next chapter. You live and live and live the life you are used too and most comfortable with, and then BAM, change appears.

Change isn't always a bad thing. Change opens up new doors and opportunities you may never thought existed. But, depending on where you are in your journey, change may be absolutely detrimental and extremely devastating. It may be so bad, you may just think your life as you've ever known it, is over. 

Hello, perspective. 

Perspective is literally someone's reality. And someone's reality, IS THEIR LIFE. (see where I'm going?) The way a person perceives change, will affect the next chapter of their life.

The way we perceive anything in our world, will become our reality which will in turn, be seen through how we live our lives. 

When life throws that right hook your way, our perception of whatever that blow is, will make it or break it. If you come back with a left hook, essentially with a perception of acceptance, your transition will be easier. 

With the one life we have to live already begun, it is our job to not dwell on what was, but what is yet to come. Although we don't have total control over out future, it is with great importance to face trials and even happy times, with a positive outlook and a grand perspective. 

Don't let the fear of change, keep you from living life. It is too precious to exhaust all your efforts trying to live your life according to others wishes or standards. 

Simplicity

It amazes me how many times I have tried to start this posting over the last month. I have written a post all the way to the end and then just ended up erasing it. I may have not been ready in my own life to make this apart of my blog. So here I am yet again trying to convey my message.

As you all know, we have entered the most beautiful season of the year. There is so much color and life that comes with fall. The clean, fresh air. Unpacking all of the long sleeve shirts and sweats. And really importantly, spending time with family. With the Fall making her entrance, I am left feeling new. Almost as if something has restarted in my soul. I am being challenged every day with the same thing that I have struggled with for a while. I feel like Fall is almost a chance to start over, a time for new beginnings.

With new beginnings come change.

As I was washing my hair this morning, I opened up my new bottle of conditioner. The name of this particular conditioner is called "Simply" (I know, how exciting). As silly as it may sound, this got me thinking. If we just lived our lives "Simply", how much more happiness would we be blessed with? Would we have outlooks on life that go with the flow? Would we all be more at easy and let things roll off our shoulders more? This is what I am challenged with...

Being positive can be exhausting if it isn't something you are normally "blessed" with. You really have to stay focused through the entire day for this whole concept to be effective. When you wake up every morning with a positive outlook and look for the good in every situation, happiness will creep into your life without you purposefully trying to seek it.

Today's world is full of negativity and complaining. I saw this poster on Pinterest that really caught my eye. It said something along the lines of, "Go 24 hours without complaining (not even once) then watch how your life starts changing."

Whaaaaat? Go 24 hours without complaining??? Yes, thats right. If you aren't spending your time complaining, what ever will fill your time? You know, when you are complaining, you are shutting down every single opportunity for positivity to enter your life. Plus when people are being negative, it catches on like a disease. Negativity is just like the plague, it spreads like wild fire.

BE THE LIGHT. Be the person who has nothing but good things to say. If more people just went with the flow and made positivity a goal every day, how would the world be different? Because when you are in a state of positivity, things fall into place. It seems as if everything is going your way.  And who doesn't want that?

Some days you just have to create your own sunshine. So rise up, and attack every day and situation with enthusiasm. There are so many reasons to smile throughout your day, don't let the one reason to frown set the tone of your day.

Be inspired and live with simplicity!

I will always love you

After yesterday's post, the thoughts just kept flooding in on the topic of being a mom and what it means. So I guess you can say this is a continuation or part 2.

Today, I had my whole day planned out. We would wake up, do the normal routine and then put Shaylee down for a nap around 11:30 ish. Welp!! Little Shaylee had other plans for nap time.
She is still in a crib and the space between the bars isn't all that large and I've never thought about really picking up her room before she takes a nap because the second she wakes up, Hurricane Shaylee would hit again.

After about 30 min of talking to herself instead of sleeping, I hear her banging 2 blocks together. So I decide I better go in a take her toys away so she could focus on what was important at this time... a NAP!!! Another 30 min goes by and I hear those blocks again. I have NO clue how in the world she got her little hands on another set of blocks but I'm now convinced she strategically places blocks around her crib to play with rather than napping. So I take those blocks away and she lays back down. A little while later, 12:40pm to be exact, I hear her jumping in her crib. I have to be at a work meeting by 1:30pm. So I made an executive decision and 86'ed the idea of her taking a nap so we could get ready to leave.

Have you ever taken a child out in a public setting who really needed a nap but didn't get one?

The meeting was quick and painless. Walmart.. ..wasn't. (then again when is walmart ever an easy experience??)

My child was a basket case!! And I am practically running through the store to get what we needed and get the heck out of there. I see other moms with children shoot me that sympathetic "OHH I've been there and I get it" look.

We survived Wally world and got home, praise the LORD!!  As things slowed down, Shaylee was ready to surrender to the idea of a nap. I always rock her for a few min before I take her to her room. As I rock her she starts to sing, "Rock-a-bye baby" in her little voice. All of my frustration and exhaustion is immediately thrown out the window and a tear pools in my eye.

No matter how much our children frustrate, exhaust, and tempt us... we love them. We love them when they rip open the box of granola bars and spill them all over the floor in Walmart. We love them when they take off all their clothes during "nap time" and pee all over their sheets. We love them when they get their greasy little hands all over the tv. And we love them when they bring the cat to you by it's back legs.

We love them. We will always love them.

One thing I will make very known and clear in my relationship with Shaylee and other children that may bless us in the future, is no matter what situation you're in, no matter where you are (even if I said you weren't allowed), no matter who you're with, I will come get you and I will always love you.

Unconditional love is something any mother feels for her child. Nothing your child does will make you stop loving them.

As we rocked and sang "Rock-a-bye baby" together, I looked in her big blue eyes and felt none of my earlier frustrations, but pure, unconditional love.

As I laid her down for her nap (the successful one), I bent down and kissed her head and told her I'd always love her. In her sweet innocence she replies, "love you too".

My world is complete!

It is enough

I have written down so many thoughts and ideas for another blog posting that I've drove myself crazy. I try to not just ramble in my posts but to actually have a point to my blog. I jot down little ideas here and there in the little notebook in my purse and then once I sit down to write about it I end up erasing the entire posting and shutting my laptop in frustration.

There has been quite a few things going on lately in my life that has kept me away from writing in my blog for a while and today I finally put my foot down and am going to write whether it hits home or not :).

The thing that has been on my mind the most though is motherhood. There are days when I get off of work at 11pm and get home just exhausted. In my winding down process, sleep doesn't bless me with her presence until 12:00 or even 12:30am. My sweet child wakes up bright and early and sits patiently (sometimes) in her room entertaining herself with her blankets and innocent voice. Somedays I have to literally dig deep to find any energy to get out from under the covers and make my way to her room and start my day. Once I find the energy to get up and make it to her door, I open it to see her fuzzy, bed head hair and a great big smile. Shaylee has no idea how much convincing my body needed to get out of bed or how much I needed that first cup of coffee. Her innocence is radient.

I pick her up and brush her crazy hair out of her face and kiss her sleepy cheeks. As she runs down the hall asking if Minnie is on, I step into the kitchen and desperatly reach for my coffee cup and start up the coffee pot.

As we eat breakfast and watch minnie, I start to mentally plan out what I need to get done before work. Laundry, dishes, clean cat box and send out a few bills. As I take note, I look over to Shaylee and she has oatmeal packed in her cheeks staring at the tv. She has no idea the stresses that life brings. She doesn't see me looking at our bank account wondering how we can make what's left last til the next pay check. She doesn't see me making dinner for her tummy, and kissing her boo boo's on her knees. She doesn't see me brushing her hair into little pony tails.

Looking at her profile as she chews her breakfast and is enjoying minnie, her beautiful outlook of life hits me. She doesn't know the big picture she just trusts that mommy and daddy provide for her.

No matter how tired or frustrated I may be, Shaylee just see's mommy and that is enough. She doesn't know the baggage I have or my times of despair. All she see's is that I am her mommy and to her, that is enough. She'll never know the love I have for her until one day when she becomes a mommy herself.
Being a mommy means being 100% selfless and devoted. It isn't something I think about, it is just in my nature. Even on my worst days, when things just aren't going right and I am one big hot mess, in Shaylee's innocence, it is enough.

So when I am covering up her sleepy body with her blankies and lean over to kiss her, and when I forget to fill her sippy cup before we go to the store, and when I sit on the floor next to the tub while she plays an extra 10 min in the water... it is enough.

Even though she doesn't see, it is enough..

Another year...

As the final hours of being 21 come to an end I am challenged with the never ending thing called time. Time is only here for a short while. This very moment will never present itself again, and you are spending it sitting in front of a computer screen reading this... But seriously, the only life on earth that we will be given is getting shorter and shorter by the second. Because no one really knows when they will pass, we all should be living like this very second or moment is the last we will be given.

This thought brings me to my next question, what if we all were to live our lives with this concept? What would this world be like? How would it change? I feel like the people of this world are so selfish, including myself. If we are on a "mission" towards something or destination, nothing will stop us or get in our way, even if it means we get to where we were going 5 min later. We are all about ourselves, me, mine and I. But what if we could change? What if we could live today as if tomorrow would never come?

This concept has been on my mind a lot and especially today. Life goes on, the world continues to turn about. Where does this leave you and what is consuming my life?

I love my life and the people in it. Yes, I tell them that everyday, but how much more would I be willing to do for them if I wasn't going to be around tomorrow? I wished I could wake up every morning with this same thought process and actually live it out. I think not only would I end up being much more happier and fulfilled, but I could be a bigger blessing to people.

In my final 2 hours of being 21 for the very last time, I want to remember them as the hours that changed my life. From here on out I am going to try very hard to live every single breath as if the next wasn't promised because in reality, it isn't.

I leave you with a very peaceful picture that should remind you, like it does me, that this world we live in is so much more beautiful than we are realizing because we are so consumed with other things!

Life is beautiful!

Passions

It's been such a long time since I've even logged on and "checked" on my blog. I was stumped on what more to write and just had a lot of different things tugging at my time and attention. BUT then I realized, this blog isn't a job or somthing that I am obligated to do. It is here for me utilize at my hearts content. Once I came to the realization that I'm not writing to entertain anyone, I was flooded with things to write about.

The most current topic that has been on my heart is passions. Now.. let me explain. I got very spoiled for my birthday this year and my husband bought me a beautiful camera. This camera takes amazing pictures and I am just in love everytime I look at it! Taking pictures has always been something that has interested me and is a way that you can capture for a moment, a special memory. Pictures are usually the only way, without a time machine, you can really look back and ponder what happened in the past. I have a very huge passion for expressing myself not only through this blog, but taking pictures. Pictures tell stories better than most anything else. I love, love, love capturing the precious things through photos.

My other passion is helping people. I LOVE the aspect of my job. To help, assist people in anyway is something that my body just naturally thirsts for. My BIGGEST passion and goal in life, is to be a nurse. I can't even put into words how much this would mean to me.

This world has become such a huge competition that sometimes accomplishing ones dream, or passion, is sometimes unattainable or takes A LOT of work and dedication. I have what it takes to do this. I have what it takes to fulfill my passions. I, through many hardships and failures, have what it takes. I have confidence.

We are only dealt 1 life to live. What we do with it is in our own hands. Now I know this sounds almost fairytail-like. But it's true and all of this literally just hit me today. When you find your passion, don't let fear keep you from giving everything you've got. The least you could say is you tried and gave it everything you've got vs had a life full of what if's....

I'd like to share a few of my pictures from my new found passion and beautiful toy!!

Walk a Mile in my Shoes

Sometimes silly things happen to people. Like today for instance!

I took my 13 week old pup to the vet today. He is a chihuahua/whippit mix sweet as could be. As the vet was examining him, she looks at me and says, ma'am, your dog isn't a boy, she is definitly a girl! After I turned bright red and almost blurted out You're kidding! I calmly said, Really? Hmm! Guess we need to get a pink collar then huh? Ha I was so embarrassed! My poor little girl puppy! Being told bad boy and good  boy for so long I'm suprised she hasn't ruined the furniture!

This silly incident has gotten my "wheels" turning. Sometimes people (or in this here case a pup) are made out to be someone they aren't. Someone might appear to be a certain way on the outside and that is normally what we judge them on, (yes I'm admitting to "judging the book by it's cover"). Instead, that very same person could be a completely different once we got to know them or talk to them for some time.

How is this fair? How can someone just take what they see and just assume? It isn't fair yet so, so common for our human nature to look at someone and already have a conclusion about who they are.

You know the old saying that goes something along the lines of, Don't judge me until you've walked a mile in my shoes. How pertinent to this post today? Everyone is made up of experiences and all together forms the journey of life. Everyone has walked their journey to this point. Everything bad and everything good that has happened to them up to now, are pieces of their life puzzle. Some people let their journey make them into a better person and some just use it as an excuse for their behavior, (more on this topic at another time).

Judging someone for their outward apperearence could make you into a negative person. Cause really, who looks at strangers and tries to find something positive about them? It is usually, Wow did they look in the mirror before exiting their house today? (yes I am saying I've done this).

I thought I would end this with a picture of our little puppy!

                                     Now we just need to come up with a new name for her!!

Love is all you need

The last few weeks have been so busy that I just haven't had time to sit and write. I have started jotting down ideas just to chuck them in the trash!

I have been bombarded with thoughts lately on love and what it really means to love and be loved. Love is so much more than just a word. It is a feeling, action, expression and the one thing that every human being longs for.

Love is also a journey. It takes you down stunning, precious, straight pathways, and then down narrow, rugged, not so glamorous ones. To find someone who can hold your hand and be by your side through the journey is something so sacred and truly rare.

1 Corinthians 13 gives a beautiful picture of what true love is. If you had everything you could possibly imagine, all the knowledge, all the money, everything you've ever wanted, but you have no love... nothing matters... you have nothing...

We got the pleasure this weekend to see Jake's best friend get married. This brought back memories of my wedding and all the emotions I was feeling. To be considered someones wife, is the most rewarding and romantic title I think I will ever carry. My husband is my best friend. He is the one person in the entire world that knows literally everything about me. To put my trust and confidence in someone is part of the foundation of love.

The word love is tossed about like a kite in the wind. It gets used and abused. To love someone is 100% devotion, whether you are on that beautiful path or the dark and bumpy one. 1 Cor 13 states  Love is patient, love is kind......It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserves...Love NEVER fails.... And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE. 

To love is to be. I wish I could pick a better word to explain love but to me it really is to just be. Love is what completes empty spaces and fills voids. Love is what breaks hearts and creates new life. Love is what satisfies and what goals are based off of. To love is to be...

Being at the wedding this weekend made me think of the first time I looked up while walking down the isle to meet eyes with my husband. I was complete.

We are made with a purpose. And one of those purposes are to find love in one special person, to be with for the rest of your lives. That is being. It doesn't matter what the hardships bring, poverty, stress, heart break or even utter joy and happiness. Love can conquer anything. With love, overcoming anything becomes possible. As long as you are clining to love it will be okay.

To love is to be...

Sun amongst the clouds

Sometimes the things that happen to us in life are a mystery. We are left with questions that go unanswered and hearts that have to be healed by time and God's great love.

We were fortunate enough to go through a joyous experience of finding out we'd be welcoming a new baby bundle into our lives in November, only to find out that it wasn't God's final plans. It came and went almost too fast to process. This was the most devastating and detrimental thing I've ever experienced. I felt as if the whole world was put on pause and I was out of my body watching this disastrous event unfold.

There is no name for a mother who has lost a child. If I was to loose my husband (God forbid) I'd be a widow. But under the list of things I am, mother, wife, daughter, sister...etc, you won't find anything to suggest I've lost something so precious, because there is just no words to describe it.

When disaster happens to other people, you pray for them and do anything you can for them but in the back of your mind you are thinking, Man, there is no way something like that will happen to me and my family... Until it does. I've been struggling. Everyday, my heart aches and I'm constantly reminded of the devastation we've been dealt. I've thought to myself on many occasions, Why am I hurting and stuck in this rut and everyone else has moved on? These thoughts were consuming my life.

When I started this blog, I wanted it to be all about how sad I was really feeling and about the grief I've had to work through (not to mention oodles of anger). But when I really sat down and thought about it, everyone goes through terrible things, but how you come out on the other end really defines who you are to the core. I want what has happened to me and my family to be a piece of my life that has shaped me. I don't want the tragedy I've experienced to be or define my life and who I am.

God's plans are perfect. Isaiah 14:24 says, "...Surely, as I have planned, so it will be, and as I have purposed, so it will stand." We may never know why this happened. I honestly believe if I never find out, it's because I just wouldn't understand. God's perspective is so much broader than mine, I'd just never understand, and I'd be left doubting. This experience has made me grow up in a way that I never would have, had this not happened. I was listening to good ol' Charles Stanley one day and his words struck me. He said, "The thing that puts us on our knees, is what grows us up."

Detrimental things are made to shape you into a different/better person, not define who you are. 1Peter 1:6-7 says, "In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith-of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire-may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed."

So there you have it. I am no longer letting this adversity have reign over who I am. The storm clouds are slowly rolling away and I can see the sun... I can see the sun...

The Virtue of Patience

Patience defined according to Google is, "The capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting angry or upset."

Lately, I have been put to the test.

The last year and a half has been a complete life changing experience. Jake and I had a beautiful baby girl, who seemingly has turned into a big monster basically overnight, yay for terrible twos!! We've gone through financial issues and lay-offs. One of the hardest most recent ones was a loss of a baby (more on that at a different time) and a new puppy! There have been times throughout all of this where I was able to deal and move through it. Other things have been harder and more challenging. How we respond to situations not only shows, what I believe, what our inner heart is feeling but says something about our faith. Some of the times I didn't keep my cool, it was the result of impatience.

I have failed at the patience test. I am the first to admit.

BUT, what I have come to realize and ask myself is, What if God just lost his patience and gave up on us and just walked away?? He wouldn't here's proof! In 2Peter 3:9 it says, "...He is patient with you..." Galatians 5:22 says, "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, PATIENCE, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." Proverbs 16:32 says, "Better a patient man than a warrior, a man who controls his temper than one who takes a city."

Being impatient has many times ruined my whole day. What I am challenging myself with is to try to have unconditional patience with my husband, daughter, residents at work and everyone else, like God's unconditional patience with me. I am human and I will fail again. But that is where forgivness starts!

The old saying is true..Patience is truly a virtue!

127 Browsers

Welp! Here it goes! I have always thought being classified as a "blogger" would be pretty cool. Writing all these cool, inspitational things and having a whole bunch of people following me and cheering me on. I gave it some thought, even consulted my husband on it. Having a smart phone and all of its glory, I stay pretty busy between Facebook, Pintrest and of course the new craze, Candy Crush. So you can imagine the kind of respose I got from him when I mentioned something else to consume my time.

Being a woman AND a mother, my brain is basically in overdrive. I saw this quote one time that said something along the lines of, being a woman is like having 127 browsers open all at once. As I read that I said to  myself, YES that is so right. My husband will mention something that needs to be done by next week, right before I fall asleep. I literally ask myself under my breath, "Is he trying to kill me?" So then I am thinking of that, say it has to do with paying a bill by a certian time. Then I think Oh crap! Where is that money going to come from? Then I think, well maybe I should work more, oh but working more means more time away from Jake and Shaylee. Let more browsers be opened!

So I don't overload my husband with my browsers or hold them inside wondering what to do with all the information I have opened, I have finally created a blog! I guess that makes me offical... I am now a blogger! :)