7 Months, 6 Days, 22 Hours, 6 Minutes and 39 Seconds. That’s how long it’s been since my last blog entry ( I have written and deleted that line about 10 times already). Since then I have added a lot of chapters to my story. For the sake of my brain, below you will find&ellipsis;Read the full post »
I just slapped him. Well lets get more into my life. I just got a crown it was 14ct with lots of dimons. It shines like the sun. I have a big screen TV I like to watch ER.
“You don’t have to be great at everything now. We all have seasons, and you are just in a season of your life where things are hard.”
It is now 2:41 am and I am having one of those nights where insomnia and anxiety decide they were more important than sleep. Then it hit me. So here I am, phone in hand jotting down my thoughts while everyone sleeps peacefully.
Its just me, my muffin, some hot coffee, and a handful of old retired people who probably do this on a regular basis
Speaking of Santa…what the hell just happened? Was that Christmas? Is that what the holidays are really like?
I stood there in shock. No one has ever taught me what to do in this situation. I am 2.5 years deep into motherhood and this has never happened to me. So naturally, I yelled for Nick, thinking maybe he had some ideas (or maybe he would just make it disappear?).
Moral of the story folks is your story is never over. And if your story isn’t some grand fairytale, it doesn’t mean it isn’t great for you. I fell in love when I was 29, got pregnant with my first child at 28, and started my career at 31. I have finally realized that doesn’t make me less, I just had more to overcome…
I pull myself out of bed in the morning to get the kids. Even though the last thing in this world I want to do is start this day long routine over again. Im already tired and overwhelmed just laying there thinking about it. But, I am mom, so I pull myself up and dredge through the first part of my day…Then its NAP TIME!!!