30 October 2013

Hump Day Mommy Confessions

1. For the past couple of months, Michael and I have been hooked into watching this horrible, mind-numbing, but extremely hysterical, can't take your eyes away because it's like watching a train wreck of a game show called "Baggage." (God, I'm so glad to get this off my chest)

If telling you that Jerry Springer is the host of this show doesn't tell you everything you need to know about the quality of this show then I don't know what will. Baggage is a dating game show where singles basically speed date their way through the dating process by learning other singles' deep dark secrets. Sounds completely great, right?!

I know, I know. But y'all, this is the funniest shiz I've ever seen. Slightly pathetic, but funny. Slightly sad, but funny. And really, when you see all the crazy that is to be had out there in dating, it really makes you look at your mate differently and you think how lucky you are to have found someone that didn't beat their grandfather for money that was owed to them (Yes, that really happened for someone).

2. Since I'm on the show confession trip, you guys should probably know that I get sucked into horrible TV all the time...and I secretly love it. Teen Mom, Real Housewives, Kardashians - yeah, I'm all up in that. Here's the way I see it: I am pretty much go go go all day long. It's nice to just sit and watch some mindless TV every now and again...you know...just want to zone out and not really have to think hard about anything. And I don't...except for, "God, I feel normal."

3. I'm so completely frustrated with Maddy's sleep right now. She is 2 years, 3 months and is still in a horrible pattern of not sleeping through the night. We have no idea why. We've tried everything we know of to fix it with no luck and I'm almost to the point of pulling my hair out. Shouldn't she be sleeping solidly by now??? Sure, the occasional teething, illness, etc. happens but overall, shouldn't she be blissfully asleep through the night at this point? I dunno...it's all just very frustrating. We go through these phases where she sleeps beautifully and then with no warning - poof! Gone. I'm pretty certain that at this point, I'm keeping Dunkin Donuts coffee and Neutrogena concealer makeup in business. 

4. Having said all of this, and for all the bitching I've done about the teething process, There was still a very small part of me that was disappointed when the pregnancy test I took this weekend came back negative. Now, don't everyone get all excited. We aren't trying at all for another child. And had it been positive, Maddy would be one of those siblings telling her brother/sister, "Mommy says your real name is oops."

I'm pretty certain that I'm a "One and done" mom. I'm 37 and honestly, I don't think I have it in me to do round 2. I can be a phenomenal mother to 1 or be a ho-hum mom to more. I choose the latter. It's just how I'm made and I'm smart/proud enough to know this about myself. I think the disappointment comes from knowing that all the cool stuff I've been able to experience with Maddy is also a "One and done" deal. I'll never again get to see her walk for the first time. I'll never get to hear her say "Mama" for the first time and feel that overwhelming amount of love in hearing those words for the first time. I'll never get to inhale that amazing baby smell or feel that newborn fuzzy head hair again. 

But that's OK.

I have so many other great "firsts" to experience with Maddy and I'm lucky to have the memories I do have; a lot of women never get the opportunity to be a mother so I'm very blessed indeed.

Alright guys, those are my confessions for this week. Fess up, mommas! What are your confessions?


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28 October 2013

Crock Pot Broccoli Cheese Soup


We enjoyed this meal last night and honestly, if I could get away with making it every night I would. That's how good it is. 

This soup is so delectable and very easy on the budget., too. How easy you ask? How about only 4 ingredients, 15 minute prep time, cooks for 5 hours on its own easy? You can't get much better than that! Plus, I think this recipe is pretty versatile; if you want to switch it up, you can. I know people who've added things like bacon bits, veggies, ham, etc. to this soup and it is delicious! 

Here's What You'll Need:
2, 10oz. Cans Campbell's Cheese Soup*
4 cans of Cream of Celery soup*
1 quart of half and half*
2, 10oz. bags of frozen broccoli

*If you want a healthier alternative, you can always substitute the lower-fat, lower sodium soups and low-fat half and half in this recipe - still delicious! AND...if you're looking for a smaller amount, you can also cut this recipe in half!

$15 - feeds a family of 3 for ~3 days. 

How You'll Make It:
Start by placing your broccoli in a covered microwave safe dish and cook on high for about 4 minutes, according to the bag's instructions. This should be just enough time for your broccoli to thaw out so you can chop it.

(Don't you just love this old school kitchen ware? No, seriously - I love mine!)

Once cooked, place your broccoli in a food processor and use the chop setting to cut up the broccoli into small pieces. 

Once completed, place the broccoli and all the remaining ingredients in your crock pot and stir until it is all mixed.

Cook on low setting for 5 hours, stirring occasionally. 

That's. It.

The only thing left to do is plate and eat and trust me - you will. A lot.

Around the 4th hour, I like to put in about 3 large fist-fulls of grated mild cheddar cheese. It adds a depth and flavor that is amazing. You can also use it as garnish as well if you feel like you need more cheese. ;-)

I have also experimented by adding some garlic powder, black pepper, and just a tiny hint of cayenne pepper and it's also very delicious. If you want it, the cayenne pepper gives it a slight kick. 

So that's it! One day, I'm going to make my own crusty bread to go along with for dipping. Can you just imagine how yummmmmy that will be?! Alas, all we had on hand last night were Ritz Crackers but it was so delicious nonetheless. 

Make sure to add this soup to your go-to recipes for this winter! Trust me, you won't go wrong and your belly will thank you for it on long cold winter nights. 

26 October 2013

Five on Friday

It's Friday! Relax!

Today, I'm happy to link up with Darci and the other girls for Five on Friday - Let's Go!

Two words, one amazing site - Simple Addiction.

Have you guys seen this site? It is your one stop shop for all things statement necklaces, maxi skirts, jewelry, shoes, hair accessories, children's clothing and accessories and so much more. 

(All pictures used with permission from Simple Addiction)

Pretty amazing, huh. I ordered the chevron earrings for a whopping $4.95. Most of the clothing I buy runs around the $19.95 area, and statement necklaces, on average, run around $10. The quality is top-notch, the service is friendly, helpful, and fast, and honestly - it is the best deal in town. 

If you haven't checked them out, go to their website now by clicking here. You can also 'Like' them on Facebook and receive extra deals, specials, and give-a-ways by clicking here. 

Happy shopping!

If you haven't heard about Target's new mobile coupon app Cartwheel, allow me to introduce you.
Simply put, Cartwheel is couponing with a twist. Once you sign up for your account, you receive your own personalized QR bar code that is scanned at checkout. Cartwheel allows you to keep all your coupons in one place (Instead of having to keep up with, and carry, a whole mountain of paper coupons), easily search for Target's latest deals, and usually gives a tad more of a discount on all their sale items. 

It has been a while since I've gotten jazzed about an app and I love this one. Just today, I went to Tarjay for groceries and for some clothing items that Maddy needed. My total came to $124.00. After using a few paper coupons I had already printed, a gift card, my father's employee discount, my Target Red Card, and finishing off with the Cartwheel app, my final total was $60.52. Yep. Groceries, clothing, wipes, and toiletries all for $60.52. 

To learn more about Cartwheel, how it works, and how you can download it to your mobile devices, click here

We're still enjoying fall. 

Check out this cute little video of my Chickie enjoying the corn box at the pumpkin patch. We'll be carving pumpkins this weekend. Can't wait!!

If you haven't checked out my weekly series "Hump Day Mommy Confessions"  click on over and give it a read. You'll laugh, you'll cry, and you will probably end up thinking, "WTF??!" (But in a good, crazy-funny kind of way). 

One of my latest entries, "Last Tuesday, I Lost My Shit" has received a lot of great feedback and reviews. It's a very simple, very honest take on a really shitty day as a mom. Hey - we all have them. Take time to give it a read and while you're there, check out my other confessions and share some of your own!

As I mentioned above, we are enjoying fall but we have also been enjoying the occasional snow fall as well (Did ya see what I did there? ;-) ). 
That's one of the great things about living in Colorado - one minute it's fall, the next it's snow but it's not the kind of snow to hinder your daily activities or the ability to get around. The morning that this picture was taken by afternoon, the snow had melted and you would have never known we had it to begin with. But it's beautiful while it lasts and Chickie loves it. She is so cute playing and laughing in the snow. 

So that's it for my top five this week. I hope each of you have had a great week and are planning for an even better weekend. 

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23 October 2013

Hump Day Mommy Confessions

1. The last 4 out of 7 days, I've enjoyed a chocolate molten lava cake from Sonic. I have no explanation or excuse for this except that they are cheap and delicious. Not much of a reason I know, but whatevs. I have no shame in my game.

2. Maddy is trying so hard to say words like 'fork' and 'clock' - they sound completely inappropriate and yes, I laugh my ass off. I would also have to admit that it sounds so funny that I find ways to make her say the words for a good laugh. Yes, I'm *that* immature. 

3. I went to Target last week for a pair of new jeans and in the dressing room, bent over and split the ass in half. This is a true story. So yeah...I had a gift card that I've been holding on to for forever and decided that I would treat myself to a new pair of skinny jeans. I get into the dressing room, slide them on, and I'm thinking, "Oh yeah. Momma is looking good!" at just the point I bend over to slide on my shoes and I hear this ginormous "RIIIIIIP." Hmmm. Maybe not so skinny jeans after all? I turn around and there's a huge ass rip right up the crack of the ass of the jeans so I do what every respectable southern girl does...take them back out to the floor associate and say, "Um, you guys might want to take these jeans off the rack. There's a huge hole in the crack of the butt!!" My father will be mortified to hear this story considering that he retired from working for Target. Sorry dad. #sorrynotsorry 

4. I went this whole weekend without showering. My thought was that I would get to the gym that way (Because who wants to shower, go the gym, then have to shower again?) but...no. It didn't happen. At all. The most exercise I got was cheering on my Vols during the TN vs. SC game on Saturday. 

5. Speaking of the gym, I've been meaning to get there lately. Three years later, I'm still unsuccessful. 

6. I'm pretty certain the woman I flicked off in traffic on Monday is the owner/director of the day care center Maddy attends. Start and stop. Start and stop. Start and stop. Don't use the blinker. This was the woman's driving in bumper to bumper traffic on Monday. My response couldn't be helped. Besides, at the rate I'm paying her to be able to roll around town in the Range Rover she's sporting, she can learn to get over it quick enough.

So those are my gems for this week. Fess up, moms! What are your confessions?


21 October 2013

Last Tuesday, I Lost My Shit.

It is often said, "Some days are better than others."

I tend to disagree.

Some days are just kick you in your crotch, scoop your eyes out with a spoon fabulous. Last Tuesday was one of these days for me as a parent.

You may remember that in last week's Hump Day Mommy Confessions, I mentioned that Madeline is teething her two year molars and how much of an asshole this stage has been for us. To say that it has been a trying time is an understatement. Our once gentile, sweet and laid-back girl has turned into Satan himself. Her sleep has been interrupted because of the teething which of course means that our sleep has been messed up as well. Combine the teething with the terrible two's and you have the perfect storm for a toddler - an endless barrage of whining, crying, attitude, breakdowns and fits/tantrums of anger and frustration over anything and everything. And let's not even get started on Maddy's attitude. ;-) But seriously...

It has been a rough month. Typically as a parent, I have the patience of Job. I have a very easy way of letting things roll of my back and ignoring the little things that can be tricky with testy kids. The kid is whining because I'm not getting her milk fast enough? Oh well. I'll get it when I get it. The kid is having a fit because I tell her no? Oh well. That's life. She'll get over it. That's typically how it goes for me. It's not that I'm disinterested in my child. I've just learned how to pick and choose my battles with her. I know what's worth my time and effort and what isn't and for me as a parent, it's what works. 

That's typically how I operate. But not this past Tuesday.

I woke up in a great mood. I was ready to hit the ground running and get some shit done that day. I knew all of that would come to a screeching halt the minute I stepped foot into Chickie's bedroom. You guys know what I'm talking about. Your child wakes up. You go into their room to get them and you can tell right off the bat that it's going to be a world of shit that you have to deal with...you know the look...the attitude...the demeanor. Whatever it may be with your little one, for me, it was this...

She didn't want to get her diaper changed and kicked and screamed the entire time. She refused to get dressed and head-butted me in the process. She flung her toothpaste all over the bathroom while I tried to brush her teeth and then succeeded in inadvertently smacking me in the face while fighting with me to do her hair. 

A hot, freaking mess.

Usually, I'd be a little agitated by all of this but still able to manage. Not today. As I mentioned earlier, Michael and I both have been sleep deprived because Maddy isn't sleeping well during the night right now so my fuse is pretty short these days. I could feel my insides starting to boil right off the bat but I managed to keep it together.

After the usual morning routine of breakfast, TV and getting ready, I decided it would be best to get out of the house so I packed up Maddy and off we went. Our first stop was the park. Maddy typically loves the park and loves the swings even more but you guessed it - not today! She cried and whined the entire time. Nothing made her happy, not even the swings. 

OK...sigh....strike one...

Off to Target we go. The gnashing of teeth and wailing followed us. GRRRRR... (At this point, it was around 10:30 and I seriously contemplated making a pit stop at the ABC store.) Strike two.

My last stop (And last ditch effort at happiness) was the Dollar Store. Maddy loves the Elmo face balloons they sell and I thought going in to buy her one would be a turning point in the right direction. 


We walked in and out of no where - for no reason - she threw herself to the floor and started kicking and screaming. I was absolutely befuddled as to what the problem was. No clue. Even looking back on it now, I still have no idea what set her off. That I had the audacity to do something nice for her??! The nerve! So back into the car we went. I had had it. I just wanted to get home, crack open a bottle of wine, and lock myself in the pantry while drinking myself silly. I managed to grab a box of Little Debbie Swiss Cake Rolls off the shelf, threw a dollar bill and some change on the counter and left.

We get in the car and start to head home. I immediately tear into the Swiss Cake Rolls. I open one packet. Then another. Then another. I'm so far gone from my nerves being shot from all the screaming that I fail to notice that I've somehow managed to smear the white cake stuffing all over my mouth. But whatever - for about a hot second, it was quiet and I didn't care. Peace, glorious peace! Then I hear the dictator yell from the back seat, "I want french fries! I want french fries! I want french fries!" she says over and over and over again.  

Screw it. Fine. At this point, I could go for a large fry myself and a big nasty Coke to wash it all down with. Stress eating much? You bet! We pull into McDonald's, go through the drive-thru and I find a place to park so I can get Chickie her fries and get situated. I hand her a pinch of fries. She takes one look at them, looks at me, furrows her brow and screams at the top of her lungs, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" as she throws the fries all over my Rogue. 

And that was it. Strike Three. That was the moment I turned into this...
Yep, I turned into Mommy Dearest. 

All I knew at that point was that I needed to get away from my child and as fast as possible. I was done. I got out of the car (Somehow still holding a half eaten Swiss Cake Roll) and stood in the McDonald's parking lot as I let out the most gut-wrenching, angry scream into the sky as I could muster. I clenched my fists, kicked the air with my feet and literally lost my shit. 

Yep...I basically lost my shit in the parking lot of McDonald's holding a half eaten Swiss Cake Roll with frosting smeared all over my face, teeth bared like a rabid dog. I honestly have no clue how long I stood there screaming but I do know that when I looked to my left, the people at the car wash were enjoying the show. So, I let it all out; all of my anger, my frustration, my annoyance, and my built up hostility over the whole situation. 

Then, I was done. As quickly as my anger came over me, it left me just as fast. I quietly got back into the car, turned and looked at Maddy and gently said, "Enough." I don't know if it was my fit or if she herself had screamed out all of her frustrations but she sat quietly and starred out of the window the rest of the way home. 

So why do I share this story with all of you? Because I know there are many of you who have either felt this way or acted the same way to only be left afterwards with feelings of embarrassment or feelings of being a bad parent. I write this to say, "Nothing could be further from the truth. You are human and you are not alone in your occasional feelings of inadequacy and frustrations in parenting. Some days are good and some days are bad but if you can simply make it through the day, sometimes that's all that matters." 

You are not alone.

Some days as parents, we get pushed to our boiling point. Our strength, our tenacity, and our courage is tested every day as parents. Parenting isn't for the weak of heart or character...you have to have some big 'ol balls to get in there and make the conscience choice to raise your children over and over, day after day after day. Sometimes, it's like suiting up for battle on a daily basis. You know the fight is going to be hard but in the end, it will be worth it. And it always is. Even in the moments of thinking, "I can't do this for one more second!" you pull yourself together and you go out onto the battle field for round two, round three, round four...

And then you win. You actually win a round or two. As parents, it's easy to think we're constantly in a losing battle with our children but I think we're winning far more than losing most of the time; you get that great report card from day care or school. You see your child do something nice for another child. You see them learning and applying the things you teach them into their lives. They smile at you and tell you that they love you...

And that is you. That is all you. It is a testament to your parenting being put into action and it is the best feeling in the world to witness and experience. That is the pay-off in parenting: to know that all the hard work, the selflessness, and the sacrifices are all worth it. 

So yes. Last Tuesday, I lost my shit and I'm sure at some point, it will happen again. Am I proud of this? No. Am I realistic? Yes. The important thing however, is that I've come to learn that for all the shit I lose, I end up gaining so much more as a parent and that my friends, is what it's all about.

16 October 2013

Hump Day Mommy Confessions

Let's jump right in, shall we...

1. I do not miss the newborn/baby days at all. Now, I do admit that there are a few, very specific items that I miss about babies; their smell. Being able to hold them and cuddle anytime I want (It's a miracle if I can get Chickie to snuggle or cuddle with me nowadays. She's always on the go!) And let's see...hmmm...what else...

Nope. That would be it. I wasn't joking when I said a few things. I'm just not baby momma material y'all, and I'm confident and woman enough to admit that. I know what my strengths and weaknesses as a parent are and being momma to a baby isn't it. I am however, toddler mom material and have found my stride as a mom during this time. It also helps that Chickie can talk and somewhat communicate with me as to what she needs/wants, what hurts, and etc. It certainly makes life easier.

2. I lost my shit big time yesterday (Tuesday). I'm not going to go into this very much because I plan to do a separate blog post about this day but suffice it to say that when I hit my exploding point, I found myself standing in a McDonald's parking lot, holding a half-eaten Little Debbie Swiss Cake Roll while screaming into the sky like a rabid dog foaming at the mouth. Not one of my better moments in life but the people next door at the car wash got a good laugh. Stay tuned for more details on this award winning academy performance.

3. Some days, I feel like the most successful thing I accomplish is simply getting out of the house and into the car in one piece. Does leaving the house with a toddler ever get any easier? I mean, really. How many times do we have to sit on the stairs for a "break" because her highness is tired? Knees to chest, kid! Move! Move! Move! We've got places to be! On the positive side, Chickie's leisurely nature has really forced me to slow down and enjoy the little things but man - some days... GRRRRR.

4. 2 year molars are hell. I don't give a shit what anyone else says or will tell you is worse - it's all a lie. Being shit and peed on, thrown up on, and dealing with illnesses and the like are freaking walks in the park compared to the agony of these bastards. It's a constant barrage of whining, crying, fits, and let's see...more whining and crying. All. Day. Long. To add insult to injury, hers are coming in all at the same time...all four...at the same time. Ay yi yi. 

The sad thing is that I know Chickie can't help it - I know this. And I'm sure if she had her choice, she wouldn't have to deal with it either but it doesn't make it any easier to deal with right now. I've had moments where I've had to hand her off to Michael, pour some wine, and lock myself in a separate room to get some relief. I swear to God I've gone through more wine in the last few months than I've consumed in my entire life. Yellow Tail should send me a thank you card for keeping them in business. 

5. My child cries when I try to sing to her. I shit you not. I've always known that I can't sing. Actually, I'm willing to bet that I'm tone deaf. You know how most people who can't sing will still sound great in the shower? Yeah, that's not me. I still sound like a dying cat. So when I try to sing to Chickie, she gets mad. I mean, really mad. She furrows her brows and has even started to cover her ears and yell, "Mommy nooooo! No sing!" One day last week she even broke down crying.

This is a true story.

6. With every fiber of my being, I hate when I ask a mom how old her kid is and I get some bullshit answer like, "52 weeks." 

Bitch, please.

You are aware that's a year, right? Why don't you just say, "He's a year old"??!! Look. I don't do math. Here's a confession within a confession: My father had to literally beg my geometry teacher in high school to pass me I was that bad at math. True story. Ask Jim Patterson, he'll tell you - I suck at math. So please don't make me have to do the math to get an answer to a very simple question. Why can't parents just say "Oh, he just turned 2 months" or something like that? Please parents, let's unite and put an end to this silly talk. Deal?

Alright, parents. Those are my confessions for this week. So fess up! What are some of your parent confessions?


14 October 2013

Pumpkin Patch! Hello Fall!

After the last couple of weekends we've had, I was determined to have a great time this weekend. Speaking of time, it is going by so fast this season and I didn't want it to slip away from us before we had a chance to enjoy it so out and about we went this weekend. I'm proud to say...mission accomplished!

Saturday morning greeted us with the usual breakfast, coffee, and snuggles while enjoying a movie in bed. Afterwards, we got up, got ready, and headed out to Harvest Farms in Wellington, CO. Their annual fall festival is in full effect and it was a great time. The weather was overcast and cloudy for the most part but the abundance of fall activities was amazing; corn mazes, pumpkin and corn cannons, acres of pumpkins for the picking, a petting zoo, pig races, a corn-filled sandbox, and so much more. Chickie was in heaven and she absolutely loved the goats and the corn-filled sandbox. It was so much fun watching her discover her surroundings and everything happening around her. She is so much fun at this age and her sense of humor is out of this world. I'm really trying to soak up every bit of her.

I wanted to buy this entire basket - so adorable!

A pile of pumpkins...

Strolling the farm with daddy...

Feeding the goats. She said it "Tickled" her hand - so stinking cute!!

Climbing the pumpkins...

I found my favorite, mommy!

Fun on the slide...

Loving the corn box!

So, something you should know about me - I have a thing for gords. Pumpkins are great, don't get me wrong but I just love the oddity, uniqueness, and personality of gords. Each one is different but they all have a pinch of beauty within them. I found these beauties and knew right away that I wanted to incorporate them into our centerpiece for our dining room table. 

Aren't they beautiful? I incorporated them into my other centerpieces that I made and designed a very simple, classy, and beautiful arrangement for our table. It is perfect and I love it. 

If you're looking to make your own fall centerpieces but don't want to break the bank while doing it, I highly recommend visiting The Dollar Store, Big Lots, and the dollar spot at Target. I made all of my fall decorations for around $25. One of these pieces alone will cost you that much if you buy it pre-made. Who really wants to do that?!

Sunday consisted of a trip to Barnes & Noble (Chickie loves to play with the Legos and train sets), watching football, napping, and enjoying time with each other at home. 

This weekend refreshed my soul and brought me peace and happiness. For the first time in a couple of weeks, I felt like "me" again. Life isn't perfect but it doesn't have to be perfect to be beautiful or worthwhile. 

I'm so happy to have the opportunity to soak up all that this fall season has to offer. I hope each of you take the time to stop and enjoy the beauty of the world around you, but more importantly, that you take the time to count your blessings and appreciate this season of harvest and family. 

Take care, friends.



11 October 2013

Five on Friday - Potpourri Edition

Today, I'm happy to be linking up with the gals from 
Five on Friday.
I have a random assortment of my top five favorite things this week so
potpourri edition it is! 
Let's get started...

I'm going to be "that mom" for a minute and brag on my little Chickie. As parents, we're always questioning our parenting abilities and the choices we make on how we're raising our kids. Am I being too strict? Am I not being strict enough? Am I molding my child into the independent, strong person I want them to be? So imagine my pure joy when I picked Chickie up from day care this week and found the below message on her daily report card:
 I am by far the most imperfect parent out there. I make mistakes with my child on a daily basis and constantly question the affect I have on her but this...this tells me with all my mistakes and flaws in parenting, I'm at least doing something right. I am so proud of you my little Chickie. You are becoming a bright and beautiful leader in a dark and cold world. I can't wait to see how your beautiful spirit lights up the world and the lives you touch. Keep charging forward my strong, amazing creature. Mommy loves you so much.

With the return of fall, I've been trying out some new hair do's. The days of me spending endless amounts of time in front of the mirror primping and dolling-up are done. And while I don't want to look like a wet rat, I don't want to waste time on my hair either. I was looking for cute and stylish styles that I could do without minimal fuss and found two that I've really fallen in love with lately - the side braid and the side bun. Both are quick, classy, and timeless. AND perfect for fall, my wardrobe and any occasion. 

My new favorite YouTube obsession is the "Convos With My 2 Year Old" series. I mean seriously, y'all. Have you seen these?! If not, geteth to thy computer immediately and watch them. You will laugh until you snort that pricey Starbucks Mocha-Frappa-Salted-Pumpkin thingy everywhere. So funny and so incredibly true. 

This girl. I mean c'mon y'all...I just can't get enough of this face! 
And if you need an instant pick me up or smile, watch this YouTube video of her riding her tricycle for the first time. For me, it basically goes like this - I watch it, my heart explodes and I die. End of story. 

Halloween is right around the corner and I'm on the hunt for the perfect costume for Maddy. Since her nickname is Chickie, I was thinking this would be the perfect costume for her...
Via msnliving.com
Isn't this just too adorable??!! I firmly believe she could totally rock this out. 

So that's it for this week. I hope each of you are having a cozy and lovely fall season. Have a wonderful weekend!


©2013 Shiraz In My Sippy Cup

09 October 2013

My Life Lately According to Pinterest

First, a huge 'Thank You' to those of you who sent emails, text messages, made phone calls, or just checked in on us last week after my post about Michael's job. It was truly appreciated more than you will ever know. Thank you.

Since last week, my life has pretty much been this...
It's safe to say that we're in the "All at once" category. After we found out that Michael lost his job, Maddy and I came down with flu-like symptoms that put the both of us out of commission for a few days. Somehow, Michael managed to escape this round of sickness. Totally not fair. I plan on sneezing on his pillow later tonight to share the love.

So for the most part, this has been my mentality lately to make it through this rough patch...
I'm not what you would call a "Fly by the seat of my pants" type of gal when it comes to the priorities of life; jobs, parenting, etc. I pretty much need routine and especially need the comfort of knowing that our family can be taken care of. Since last week, that has been shot all to hell...and I can tell it's taking its toll on me; my patience is at an all-time low with everyone and everything, the stress dial is turned up to the max with no relief in sight, and my once peaceful and organized brain feels like mush as it is now consumed with worry, fear, and doubt. Especially worry. Ok - lots of worry. 

I try to not let it consume me, I really do. I try to stay busy with Maddy, work, chores, activities, blah blah blah. I know it's not good to worry about things outside of my control. I guess I could beat myself up about it, but in my opinion, this feeling of worry seems like a perfectly normal reaction for anyone in our situation. Having said this, I am trying so very hard to not be a full-time worry wort. I know it doesn't help things and it definitely doesn't get me anywhere positive.  
So instead of worry, I get on my knees and pray. I've begged and pleaded to Jesus more lately for things than a five year old does on Christmas Eve. I ask for answers. I ask for enlightenment. I ask for peace. I ask that our family be provided for. I know He hears me. I do...I just prefer instant results instead of playing the waiting game. I have to remind myself that prayer isn't like going through a Drive-thru; you don't place your order then drive around to pick it up. All our blessings are on His time, not ours so I try to remember this message He whispers in my ear...
And at the end of the day, and even with all my worries, cares, and concerns, I know that I'm still far blessed more than I deserve. Financially, we may be challenged but we are rich where it matters; family, health, love, the ability to pull through this tough time together, and so much more.
So friends, I ask for your patience with me at this time. The blog posts may be few and far between (I feel the need to focus on other, more important things at this time) but I'm doing my best, I promise. I can't lie to you and say that I'm doing my best at all hours of the day (because I'm not) but I'm hanging in there and I know our family will come out on the other side so much better off and blessed. 

Take care, friends. XO.
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