tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73489952935025898472024-03-12T19:12:43.989-07:00Kayla's Real LifeMy life being a stay at home mom and every day things.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-90229683820366032492015-10-05T20:21:00.002-07:002015-10-05T20:21:28.428-07:00Cant Catch a Break<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Do you ever have those times where you feel as if you can get up off the ground? That everything is just knocking you down and pushing you further and further back? I truly feel that way. I feel like I cannot catch a break to save my life. I am truly trying to keep my cool and sanity but sometimes it gets really really hard.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have posted before and complaining about this but now things just keep adding to the chaos. On top of being now almost three months behind now on seventy five percent of our bills, my husband lost his job this weekend. REALLY?!?! You have got to be kidding me. I truly don't know what to do. Luckily my old job is letting me pick up as many shifts as I need, which is a bartender/server at Chili's, but no one is wanting to give anything up this week of course. Lets just keep piling it on please!!! Like I need grocery money. We will be lucky if his final check on Friday is like $60 after taxes and insurance. He had only worked two days. I do not think panic is the right word for how I feel right now. I am literally sick to my stomach and posting everything I can on yard sale sites on facebook to sell what I can.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know that there is a light at the end of all tunnels but it is very hard to stay positive through all of this. I honestly do not know how. All I want to do is bawl into corner and cry. Please Lord give me strength.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-75719338141925021612015-09-28T18:14:00.001-07:002015-09-28T18:14:23.981-07:00 Marlee's first birthday<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has been two weeks since I have last written on here and <strike><b>a lot</b></strike> has happened since! I am going to give a basic run down of everything and of course pictures of my daughters first birthday.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Planning a one year old's birthday should not be so stressful but it is. Trying to get the decorations done, since I made them myself was hard enough. I could not make them too soon because I had no where to store them, and I could not wait until the last minute because I had way too many things to do. I also made her tutu, her headband and her onesie. I was so proud and impressed with myself. I am not a girly person by any means, like polar opposite, so I was completely excited with the end result! The Friday before Marlee's birthday my sister called my at 4 p.m. to see if I could pick my mom up from the airport on Saturday because she had an unexpected funeral to go to in Columbus. So I got to scramble and find a baby sitter because there was no way I was driving with 2 kids, waking them up from nap time, all the way down to Cincinnati and back. Lets just add I also have not seen my mother since July 26 of 2014 for Marlee's baby shower. She lives in St. Pete, Florida. So on top of the scramble Friday, I also got to change my Saturday plans. Grocery shopping with 2 children that both have to be in the cart <u>SUCKS!</u>! And add balloons to the mixture! <b>YAY ME! </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sunday came and I had a shit ton of cleaning to do, so that was fun. My mom went and picked up Marlee's cake while I did all of this too. The birthday was awesome. My baby girl is loved and spoiled. After all the birthday shenanigans, we played cornhole and had a bonfire. It was a great day. However it irritates the shit out of me that people (adults and kids) <b>CANNOT</b> pick up after themselves. Cups, plates and things every where. How hard is it? I am that guy rinsing off my plate and others at someone else's house and helping them clean because I think it is completely rude. Other than that it was awesome.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My mom was with us until Thursday and then I had to take her back to the airport. Cincinnati at rush hour traffic sucks. I left the house at 3:30 p.m. and I did not get home until 7:25 p.m. I truly don't go to Cincinnati ever. Like that's the first time since last summer when we went to the zoo and before that I could not even tell you. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway I plan on being back on top of my blogging game. But here are some pictures from Marlee's first birthday!! :-)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With that being said I am also very sad that my baby is turning a year old. I cannot believe that it has been a year already, like I don't get it. The first year of Benson's life went by super fast, but I feel like Marlee's first year went by a warp speed. Both of my children started walking at nine mouths, so they were/ are pretty crazy by a year old. Benson was pushing chairs to get to the counters by a year. Marlee being on the shorter side is trying to climb furniture with little success and I am okay with that.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is just hard for me to get over it. My husband does not want anymore kids, even though I think I want one more. So realizing that she is my last baby is a hard pill to swallow. I feel that at 27 I am not ready to make the decision that I don't want anymore children. I told him if we didn't have anymore by 30 I would get my tubes tide though, because <b>I DO NOT</b> want anymore after 30.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She is my baby though. My little fuzzy headed girl. Who gives kisses with her tongue out. Who loves to wave, clap and dance. Her screams is so high pitched it could break glass. But I love her. I never thought I could be a "girl" mom, but she is sure making it amazing!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-44066191597061438202015-09-03T19:59:00.000-07:002015-09-03T19:59:12.554-07:00Planning Marlee's Birthday pt 2<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I really need help with ideas for food for Marlee's first birthday. My husband said lets just do Little Ceasars pizza and call it a day but I don't want to do that really. With Benson's birthday I did cool things that went with his hot wheels theme. We did concession style foods. What do I do though for twinkle twinkle little star theme? All I have seen is breakfast, but our party is at 3:30 p.m. and that just seems like too much of a hassle. I am on a small budget to feed around 30 people. And I am trying to make this as easy on myself as possible. I saw cutting peanut butter and jelly sandwiches into star shapes, I thought that was cute, but is that enough? Please help with any ideas. I need them because I am drawing a blank and not finding much on pinterest, which is my go too!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I went on pinterest to get her birthday theme. I did not want to do another ordinary theme. So I went with "twinkle twinkle little start." The colors are different shades of pink and gold. I did the same thing with Benson's second birthday which was hot wheels theme and had so much fun. It is fun to get creative. Like I used doughnuts and put "spare tires" and pretzel rods dipped in chocolate as "dip sticks." But I haven't found a lot of stuff like that to do for hers. The decorations will be pretty easy but I am having trouble of thinking of other things to do. I am going to make star cookie wands. But other than that, I have got nothing! Help me!! </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-35180878863176557472015-08-20T18:41:00.000-07:002015-08-20T18:41:20.075-07:00Awesome Mom Moments<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh goodness did we have one of <i>"those days" </i>yesterday. Here is how my day went...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Started out as usual, coffee, cartoons, and cereal. Remember we just potty trained about a month ago and still have accidents every once in a while. Benson didn't poop on the potty for the first two weeks, but we haven't had a poop accident in about 3 weeks. Anyway, I asked him around his usual time if he had to fart in the potty ( he thinks it is funny to fart in the potty so we say that instead of poop), and he said no. The next thing I know my husband is hollering Benson pooped. I went back to his room and it was all over the floor, I look up to Marlee on the bed and it is all over her and the bed. I mean<b> IT IS EVERY WHERE!!! OMG I am going to throw up!!!</b> My husband hates poop and I think after 2 kids in 3 years he has maybe changed 75 poop diapers total and that is me giving him the benefit of the doubt. Not to mention this was also right before nap time, so both kids were getting cranky and whiny. So I put both in the tub and basically hosed them off and washed them. Then as he was putting Marlee's diaper on, I put the gate up to keep them in the living room with daddy while I cleaned up the mess! It was disgusting. Had to take everything off the bed and scrub everything down. My dog helped and ate up the poop clumps while we were washing the kids. <u>YUCK!! </u> I scrubbed the floor and scrubbed and there are still stains. I am a clean freak and this is freaking me out!! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Later that day I was cooking dinner and trying to finish the laundry that ol' poop monster made for me. I also started my period for the first time since January 2014, so I felt like I was dying. Anyway the kids were playing in their rooms, going back and forth. I went down the hall to go to put some laundry away and low and behold, he shit again all over the hallway! This time my husband was at work because he was on 3 to 11. So it was just me, more poop, two babies and dinner going. <b>F**K Me!!</b>I seriously wanted to cry. So again I wiped him off and washed him and then started scrubbing the floor. I had to hurry though because I didn't want to leave them gated in the living room that long alone. Luckily she didn't get into this time and it wasn't all over other things. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I seriously did not know what to do. <b> </b>Kids smell like roses they said!! Oh mom moments!! Being a mom is definitely a wild and unpredictable ride!!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-36906858950097786232015-08-17T19:27:00.001-07:002015-08-17T19:27:55.594-07:00Purging my house<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am going to have a yard sale this weekend before it starts to get cool. I have already have had two yard sales this summer and managed to get rid of a lot of stuff. I hate having yard sales, especially with two little ones by myself but I am also tired of looking at all the shit in my garage and house. This time though I am going to go through each room this week and get rid of everything, We are in desperate need of money to pay bills and we have a lot of stuff we haven't used. I am pretty good about getting rid of stuff if we haven't used it in a couple of years, I don't like holding onto stuff and am always cleaning out the closets etc. I am a very organized person and like things easy to get. Anyway getting off topic I am really going to go through everything, not just the usual clothes. I am going through the kitchen and everything. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My other problem is I have a ton of baby clothes, nice, name brand baby clothes, that I am not going to sell for just a cheap price either. I use the mom sites on facebook to sell a lot of my baby items. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ugh I don't look forward to going through everything, but I look forward to my "pre-fall," cleaning and making money!!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-18214788052215829352015-08-11T18:10:00.003-07:002015-08-11T20:15:45.487-07:00Happy Anniversary<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today my husband and I have been married 3 years. We started dating exactly 5 years ago today. Our story starts like this....</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We met in kindergarten. Ben is second row, the very last picture and I am the first picture in the third row. I chased him all over the play ground. He was my first little boyfriend. After Kindergarten I went to a different school. And in 17 years we only saw each other once. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">July 4th, 2010 we were amongest mutual friends at a fourth of July concert in Blu Ash, Ohio. Peter Frampton was playing. We did not even recognized each other and he was there with his girlfriend at the time. A few days later he messaged me on facebook and we started talking as friends. Him and his girlfriend broke up a week later because she had been cheating on him (lucky for me). We started hanging out almost every single day until he finally asked me to be his girlfriend on August 11, 2010.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well Happy 3 year Anniversary to my love! We have had some ups and downs but I cannot wait to see what the years will bring us! It already brought us two gorgeous babies!!</span><br />
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<li><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I try to stockpile as best as I can. I get as many as I have coupons for. </span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am not good at saving more than 60% which drives me crazy!</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I want to start tracking meat prices and start buying it by the pound when it is at its lowest.</span></li>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-25625806908843781122015-08-05T17:42:00.001-07:002015-08-05T17:42:19.239-07:00My birthday!<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So yesterday was the big day... yesterday was my birthday! 27 years ago I came into this world. Holy Shit where did the time go? I don't feel like it has been that long since I graduated high school. I feel like that Kenny Chesney song "Dont blink." Seriously?!?! Where did it go? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Can I go back? Can I go back to being a kid with the only worry about cartoons. Sometimes I really would like to go back. Wouldn't it be nice to go back to no worries, no bills, no nothing. Sleeping whenever you want, getting up whenever you want. Honestly I would like to go back to 18. To a freshman in college. That was the funnest year of my life. I laughed so hard and had so much fun, some that I can't remember. Life was easy and I was just along for the ride. Going to the beach on weekends (I went to college in North Carolina). </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Don't get me wrong I love my life and my children. But sometimes I just dream about being young again. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-51952592961340747422015-08-03T10:15:00.002-07:002015-08-03T10:15:36.391-07:00Over-whelming Day<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have just had an over- whelming day, well a bad week really. Marlee is cutting four teeth, so she is not sleeping hardly. Benson is potty training and all though we are doing awesome, it is still very exhausting. Who knew kids would be so much work!! :-)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just feel like I am doing so much stuff from sun up to sun down and nothing is getting done. I had plans this summer to do fun things and take the kids out but we have not done a lot. Long story short we had almost $8,000 ( our entire tax return) taken from our account and after 3 months and detectives later, we ARE NOT getting it back. So we are way behind on bills. This summer has sucked really. I was looking forward to it so much too. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No to mention tomorrow is my 27 birthday. Yep one more year closer to 30. I always get shafted on my birthday. I have not had a birthday present in 3 years. Our wedding anniversary is next Tuesday, the 11th and I have not had any anniversary gift. My husbands birthday is March 3rd, so he always gets something because we have our tax return. By the time my birthday gets here we are always broke. Not that presents are necessary but I feel like I deserve something because I work hard every day (I also get nothing for mothers day). I just feel like I should get something every once in a while. I dedicate my entire life to taking care of my husband, two children and home. I DO EVERYTHING!!! Literally! I don't know. I just need to pout and piss and moan today!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-2882283282288941872015-07-31T10:40:00.005-07:002015-07-31T10:40:38.819-07:00When I Grow Up<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Everyone always ask little kids what they want to be when they grow up. Most popular, a fireman! But what did you want to do when you grew up? Are you doing that now? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I always wanted to be a lawyer, a prosecutor. My mothers divorce attorney told me women did not make good lawyers when I was 12, which made me want to prove him wrong. As I got older my mind changed and I wanted to be a Forensic Pathologist. That is basically a medical examiner but more schooling and a bigger salary since there ( in 2006) where only 400 forensic pathologists in the United States. The average salary then when I was doing my research was $401,000 a year. <b>WOW!!</b> So I went to college and majored in Criminal Justice & criminology and minored in psychology. I changed my mind about the forensic pathology because I knew I would never have the grades to get into medical school.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now 5 years after graduating college, my degree is still collecting dust. I owe now ( after interest keeps tacking on over the years) around $41,000 in student loans. I can not afford to pay them back. After I graduated I was super excited about finding a job, but of course this was when everything crashed and society sucked. I was either over-qualified with a degree or under qualified with no experience. One job was a year long process of tests and polygraphs, just to be told I was over-qualified! <u><b>WTF!</b></u> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am now a stay at home mom, which never in a million years think I would be doing this and love it. I always thought that I would be the career woman wearing cute clothes ( even though I am SUCCHHHHH a tomboy!). But I think I want to change my career course because when they go to school and I start work, I would be starting at the bottom with my degree. I think I want to be... A PROFESSIONAL ORGANIZER! I love love love organizing, I love labels and I love making my life easier. So why not help other make their lives easier too! I have done research and you have to have so many ours doing this before you can get certified. I really think I am going to give it a whirl but I have to get people willing to let me organize their houses, pay me and pay for the supplies that they need. hmmmm.. Something I will have to think about!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have read so many different things about how to make money blogging and I think I am more confused now then before I started reading anything. I understand needing to get ads on your site and then when people click on those ads you make something from them, but I can't buy those ads. Like I am <b>BROKE.. FLAT BROKE</b>. I have zero money to be able to put into buying ads to put on my site.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I need help because I am so lost. Really. I feel like my head is spinning. I need to start contributing some type of income to our family before we get so far behind we are just screwed. </span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-16194389028648995702015-07-19T19:17:00.003-07:002015-07-28T18:50:31.783-07:00Sleep Deprivation<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh the joys of motherhood, sleep deprivation being one of those. Everyone warns you about how tired you will be once a new baby comes and even when baby number two comes. But you never really grasp how exhausted you will be until you are actually living it.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All things happen for a baby to not want to sleep through the night, regressions, growth spurts, teething etc. Benson did not sleep through the night until he was 13 months old. Marlee will be 10 months on Wednesday and she still wakes up 3 to 5 times a night. I did have them napping at the same time but the past week that has not been happening and for some reason Benson has been getting up at 7 a.m. every morning. His usually wake up time is between 8 and 9. Needless to say I am exhausted. I have this going on plus the normal daily chores and now my garden has taken off.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">New mothers or any mothers need support. They need someone to help them when they need it, when their eyes can barely stay open any longer. We need to support each other or even take turns with another close friend watching the kids and resting. When I first had Benson, getting used to the lack of sleep made me crazy. When he was cutting teeth we were only sleeping 2 hours a night for 3 weeks. I remember crying and crying because I was so exhausted and I had little help. I love my husband but he did not help much with letting me sleep and being with Benson. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> ALWAYS SLEEP WHEN THEY ARE OR YOU WONT GET ANY!! </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But now it is finally time for me to close my eyes and go to bed! I am exhausted!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I think I am going to give up on losing weight and dieting right now. Well I am giving up on being such a freak about it and getting upset about not losing weight. I really really really am not lucky enough to lose weight while breastfeeding. It doesn't matter what I do either! I can work out, I can walk, and I can eat healthier and even cut out pop and nothing. So I am not going to stress about it anymore. Im getting tired of doing all of this stuff for a long period of time and still see nothing on the scale. I only plan on breastfeeding one more month, I can make it one more month and then I can get back too it. Yes I am extremely frustrated and let down. I feel like as hard as I have been working I should be seeing some results. However I am not and I am just tired of it. I still plan on eating better for myself and staying on the right path but I am not going to worry about it as much. Once I am done breastfeeding though, GAME ON!! I am tired of being squishy and tired of my thighs rubbing together. I know I shouldn't really complain, I am only a size 4, but this is the biggest I have ever been in my entire life and I do not like it. I don't like being squishy, yes from pregnancy but still. I don't like having to keep buying bigger and bigger clothes. I am just done with all of it. I really feel defeated!! :-(</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-42695855694654389402015-07-14T18:40:00.001-07:002015-07-28T18:51:14.348-07:00When the Babies are Quiet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So this is what happens when my kids are quiet and playing back in Benson's bedroom while I am cleaning up the kitchen from dinner.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I was cleaning the kitchen up from dinner and they were back in his bedroom playing. Well I knew they were up to something when I didn't hear anything, but I was almost done cleaning and only needed a few more minutes. So as I walked down the hallway here comes Benson and he had baby powder on his legs, no big deal, he was played with baby powder before (making a huge mess). Well then here comes Marlee, this is what she looked like. She was laughing and smiling, so I ran and got my phone to take a picture. I couldn't even be mad. It wasn't like it was something that could of hurt either one of them, yes he dumped baby powder all over her head, but she loved it. So here we were in the hallway all of us cracking up, but then I put them straight in the tub. </span><br />
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I know that this will not be the last time something like this happens. I am sure there will be many times they get into something and make a huge mess! With my two I can only imagine what those things will be and as crazy as it sounds, I am actually kind of excited about that. I am excited for them to make those wild and crazy memories to have with each other. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-81454577319433939712015-07-13T19:37:00.001-07:002015-07-28T18:51:39.360-07:00Toddler life<div dir="ltr">
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benson is the most independent, funny and loving little man I know. He is too smart for his own good. Whether it be figuring stuff out or just counting. But we seem to be going through the terrible 2 stage. <br />
Lately he has been acting out. Nothing gets him to stop either. I could say it nicely, I can use the mom voice, time outs, lose of privilege or spanking his butt and nothing works. He will be right back doing it 10 seconds later. It is literally driving me nuts. Mostly it is doing things to marlee. He will take her toy our of her hand, roll on her, hold onto her, pull her down or throw things at her. Im literally at my witts end with him. I know its a phase but it needs to end quick.<br />
What are some things you guys do to get over this? Sorry I'm not one of those moms who think rationalizing with a 2 year old works. They are 2, sitting down and talking to them like they are grown doesn't work. Im very old fashioned and laid back when it comes to parenting. But I'm getting tired of yelling or asking nicely for him to stop. I really don't know what else to do besides hog tie him.... Hahaha im so just kidding!</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-53410571065832947092015-07-07T19:25:00.002-07:002015-07-28T18:51:59.995-07:00DIY will drive me nuts!<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In a good way DIY will drive me nuts. </span><br />
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If you have read in another post, we got my grandma's house after she died in 2012. I started cleaning it in April of 2013 and we moved in in August 2013. Anyway my grandma's house was very nice and clean. She was a believer in all white walls,except the kitchen and no animals in the house, which we have done both. Besides some TLC updates, the house didn't need much.</span><br />
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Slowly but surely we have been updating. The bathrooms are no longer sea foam green and robins egg blue tiles, the kitchen no longer has carpet, wood paneling or wallpaper ( which took me 7 weeks to scrape it off). The walls, except the living room, have all been painted. There are now just decor issues we have to do. </span><br />
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I have been on a DIY channel and HGTV channel kick lately. It has been extremely insane, that it is all I have been watching. But it makes me want to tear my house apart, no joke! It makes me want to start busting down walls. Making the house an open concept instead of all closed off. </span><br />
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The only problem though is I don't know if I want to stay in this house or not. We currently have a .75 acre lot, the house is 3 bedrooms and a bath and a half. I think its approximately 1200 square feet. Its just an old house built in 1961. I want more space and more land, but having a house completely paid off by 33 years old seems pretty awesome. So if that's the case, then I have already drawn up plans on how to make a master bedroom with a master bath and to knock out walls in the kitchen to make it more of an open floor plan. </span><br />
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My wheels just can't stop spinning. I wish I had a ton of money to do so many things! I want to so many things. I want to go to Lowes, Menards, Ikea, Target and so many others!! I feel like HGTV is like a drug for me!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-67601569112792863142015-07-06T06:05:00.001-07:002015-07-28T18:52:15.012-07:00Trying to eat better!<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am 9 months postpartum and desperately trying to lose baby weight. I am not one of those lucky women who lose weight while breastfeeding though. I did not lose anything with Benson and so far the same with Marlee.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My mamaw taught me how and I made my first quilt for her at 12. I have made a quilt for my dad, my other grandma, my x's mom and a few others. I have made one very special one for my husband as well. His dad died this past August at the age of 54 from kidney cancer. So I made a quilt for him for Christmas with pictures of him and his dad. The first one I had ever done like that. But I love making quilts. It is so relaxing and stress relieving. I enjoy finding new patterns and new fabrics. It is also a dying craft because not a lot of people now do it all by hand. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have been wanting to start sewing them and selling them but have no idea how to go about it. When I looked up pricing a quilt the size I make them go from $400 to $550 each. Everything I have read is that people break it up by materials and by the hours it takes to make them and basically getting paid by the hour. HOLY SHIT! I want to do it to make extra money for my family while being a stay at home mom and it will give me something to do for me. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So below are some that I have done. They just need the backing which takes about a week! But pass it along if you know anyone interested in hand made quilts. Or if you have any advice about selling them for the price deserved let me know!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This one I made for my husband with pictures of him and his dad. I chose the colors because their favorite team is Notre Dame. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7348995293502589847.post-86042644700683758102015-07-01T18:45:00.002-07:002015-07-28T18:52:55.653-07:00Fourth of July<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So we have a photographer that has done all of our pictures since my husband and I got together. He has done our engagement, wedding, Benson's birth, Benson's first birth and numerous family pictures. Anyways he did a fourth of July mini session and they turned out so cute! I am going to share my babies pictures.</span><br />
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Benson being Mr. Independent did not really take many good pictures. He did not want to listen and wanted to do his own thing. Marlee, my screamer, did much better than I thought. But she also had taken ibuprofen about thirty minutes before we left because she is cutting three teeth (nightmare)! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Breastfeeding in public, I used to be the person that said " OMG I don't want to see that. Why can't she just cover up!" Well that all changed once I had my own children. Though I have never really breastfed in public I do not judge anymore. I always usually pack a boob milk bottle or we really just don't get out much. Anyway, my son did not mind being covered up but Marlee how every will rip it off as soon as I put it on her! She absolutely hates it! My personal opinion about the topic is I understand if you cant cover up. If you can awesome, if you can't awesome! There is no reason to say " she should go to the restroom and feed her baby!" Umm... hello that is gross! Would you want to eat in a nasty public bathroom.. NO!! The way I see it is, if you are offended by it then don't look! But it is no reason to get upset or mad or judge someone else. If their baby is hungry then they have to feed them, it is that simple. All I ask people is don't judge because it isn't your place. We all should educate and support each other, instead of bashing one another. If it is about "I don't want my children to see that." Then you simply tell your children, "That mommy is feeding her baby, so let her eat in peace without you looking please!" There you go! A nice way of educating your children and teaching them to have manners. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I am in desperate need of some suggestions of arts and crafts projects others may do with their children. I am trying to find things that a 2 year old and 9 month old can both do. I have looked at pinterest and have made play dough and edible finger paint. I just don't do the finger paint that often because well I have been too lazy to make it, I won't lie. I have also not done too ,many projects because I have been to lazy lately to want to clean up after they are done. The past month here we have probably had 5 sunny days and while I need those projects to keep them entertained, it also makes it hard to find motivation to do those things! :-) The struggle is real! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What are some other crafts that you do with your kids? Any this with like popsicle sticks or pipe cleaners, or paper plates ( I used to love coloring paper plates as a kid). I am also looking for things that wont be a headache for me. My son is Mr. Independent, so something that will cause less fighting because he is making a giant mess would also be awesome. I just don't know of many things that I could do with the both of them. Any suggestions would be great! Thank you!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03328710684145840714noreply@blogger.com4