Sunday, May 11, 2014

Mother's Day 2014

If you'd have told me 5 years ago that I would have 2 beautiful kids and be celebrating Mother's Day with them, I would have laughed in your face.  I never would have imagined that this would be my life.  I wouldn't trade it for anything, but I never would have thought that this could be me.

Being a mother to several angels is not for the faint of heart, that's for sure.  There were many times that I wanted to just give up, and for a while, we did.  We took a break from trying, and just enjoyed being together.  Mother's Day during those years was horribly difficult.  Most of the time, I just ignored it other than calling my mom to wish her a happy one.  I avoided the cards and flowers and gifts like they were the plague.  I would make sure that I didn't pay attention to the commercials or movies that centered around Mother's Day, because I just couldn't handle it.

The last couple of years have been much easier, since Cookie was born and then Muscles came along.  I still have my times where I think about what could have been, what my angels would be like....but for the most part, I live in the moment and go with the flow.

Working with Miscarriage Matters had really made me feel like losing my angels meant something. It's given me a purpose, a drive, that I never knew I had in me.  It's becoming a huge part of me...and it's making me into a better person.  I love the team that I work with, and it's wonderful to be a part of something so amazing.

I suppose this is it for now...I have to light a fire under Hubby's butt to get him in the shower so that we can go to my parents for dinner. 

Saturday, May 10, 2014


It's been a month?  Really?  Man, I'm HORRIBLE at this. :( Things have been so absolutely NUTS the last couple weeks, I don't know whether I'm coming or going.

Anyway, let me get this out so that I can get to bed. ;)

The last month has been a whirlwind of busy-ness.  We finished up our Bible study class, MOPS is done for the summer, my parents have their house on the market, my brother Billy moved closer to the big city for school, and we've moved into a house that is better suited for our little family of 4.

The move has been the biggest nightmare....just an absolute nightmare.  We were supposed to be able to move in on May 1.  So our plan was to get the majority of the big stuff in that day, then use the 2nd to get everything else.  Well, that didn't happen.  The landlord was still working on this place, up to about 5 pm.  Then he was back working on it some more the following day.  So we got about 4 things moved over on Thursday and that was it.  Friday I ended up in I couldn't sit up without feeling like I was going to puke everywhere.  It finally passed, sort of, and we were able to get started about 1 pm.  My parents kept the kids off and on, since Mom had to work, and we kept at it until around 10 pm.  Got the kids home (to the new house) and to bed.  Got up Saturday and kept at it.  Mom & Dad kept the kids until nap time, and I worked straight through naptime, because the landlord's daughter in law called and said that the landlord had told us we had til noon to get out.....I was like, um, NO.  It's going to be later than that, we're only 2 people, we have a bunch of stuff, and there's NO WAY we agreed to noon.  So, was just a nightmare.  We were at the old house packing up a load and my mom called and said come over and eat, and we'll keep the kids so you can finish.....and so that's what we did.  By the time we got done and home, it was 11:30 pm.  Got the kids to bed, showered, crawled into bed myself, and Cookie was up in the middle of night to get into bed with us.  So, I didn't sleep great.  Sunday we worked on the kitchen, and that was the ONLY thing that we got done.  We've worked on bits and pieces of getting stuff together all week long, and we're still not done.  I'm hoping that by the time Sunday comes around we'll be done and all the boxes that need to be unpacked will be. 

The kids' rooms haven't been all.  The bathroom either.  And we won't talk about Hubby and I's room.  What I will say about it is that none of my clothes are in the closet in there.....they are all in Cookie's room....because Hubby's clothes take up the entire closet.  So, at some point, we will be going through clothes and getting rid of A LOT.  Because I am not going to have to go into my child's room to get dressed.  NOT GONNA HAPPEN.

Cookie is having some issues with sleeping, so I need to go....she's awake and I need to go check on her.  Until next time (which I promise won't be a month from now!) take care.

Light, love and unpacking.  Sleep well, friends.