On this Mothers Day, I just want to…

It’s Mother’s Day! The day that Mom’s long for….or do they?

Basically, it’s just another day! Another day of breaking up arguments. Another day of wiping butts. Another day of having to clean and cook.

Because what happens if on this blessed Mother’s day, we don’t do those things??

The aftermath – overtime! YEAH! Overtime, for a Mom who already works 25 hours in a day!

How does overtime work, then? SIMPLE – the life that we had the day prior to Mother’s Day, that’s a breeze! Remember that day when you woke up, did the laundry (and put the clothes away), cleaned the dishes, mopped the floor, scrubbed the toilets, cooked 3 meals (plus 2) for your family and yet you managed to make it to the gym for 2 hours?

Great! So basically take that day, multiply the work by 2 and discard the gym…the only time that you truly had to yourself!

A day off would be nice, but a day off would mean that I don’t get to be Mom! If I’m not cooking, cleaning, bathing my kids, doing the laundry, cleaning again, kindly asking my kids to be nice, again…cleaning, reading books and tucking my babies into bed, then I’m not experiencing what I know best – Being MOM!

Don’t get my wrong, we could all use a little breather at times (most times), but in the event that Mother’s Day is just around the corner… Oh! hey, you’re here again?! …I thought I’d share some things that I want for this Mother’s Day!

#1 – To poop in peace! YEP! I jumped right into that one. But let’s be real, it’s not something that only I experience. I know this, because I laugh with fellow Moms about it.  Why is it that they won’t listen to us when we ask them to a) get dressed, b) clean up their toys, c) stop fighting over the darn elmo doll, d) finish their food and e) just go to bed. BUT, the minute they aren’t paying attention to us and we think we can sneak off to *do our duty* in peace, it’s like a little radar gun went off in their room. They had the slightest care in the world when it came to what Mom was doing, but the minute she snuck away to …ahem…poop in peace, they NEED mom! So then you’re left with the door open, reading a book to them with your chin on your hands and your elbows on your knees. “Maybe next time?!” Way to be hopeful.

#2 – To shower without an audience! Since we’re already in the bathroom, why not?! SERIOUSLY, again with the peace and silence. Why doesn’t it exist when we truly want it to? Oh yeah, because we’re Mom! There is no better sight than trying to shower, to cleanse your body and having two little mouths smooshed up against the shower door glass, making silly faces at you OR simply demanding that they now have to poop!

#3 – To eat a cupcake without having to share! People ask why some Mom’s are so skinny. Well, it’s because they’d rather not eat that delicious chocolate cookie/bar/cake because they know their children will want some and, let’s be honest, who wants to go through that sugar high alone?! Not me! So, they just don’t snack and eat unhealthy food. But then there are the other Mom’s who are stuck at their plateau and can’t figure out why they won’t just lose those last 10 pounds. (HEYYY! Waving hand here) Could it be, perhaps, that because you are like Mom A (up above here), you don’t sneak in those snacks/treats while they’re awake. Instead, you indulge in those goodies when they are sleeping. You know, at 9/10pm. The time that you’re not supposed to eat sweets/carbs/food for that matter.

#4 – To drink my coffee while it’s still hot! Ohhhhhhh, don’t tell me that you haven’t found yourself reheating your coffee mug (with coffee still in it) for the 4th time until you just give up, forget about it, and then find it again when you’re heating up dinner! Well, that’s me! It’s another reason why lately I haven’t had breakfast with my kids. I drink my coffee while they fight over who is going to look at the back of the cereal box. THEN, when it’s finally my time to eat, they’re ready for their mid-morning snack (jump up to #3 – I now get to share my breakfast, too).

#5 – To watch the news without an argument on why Paw Patrol is better and more important! I. JUST. WANT. TO. WATCH. THE. NEWS. SO. I. CAN. TRY. TO. ADULT. AND. KNOW. WHATS. GOING. ON. IN. THE. WORLD. RATHER. THAN. WATCH. A. CREW. OF. TALKING. PUPS. SAVE. A. CAT. FROM. A. TREE.

#6 – To grocery shop from the car! I know, this is actually a thing now. You can shop for your groceries online, schedule a time to pick them up and then wait outside while the store clerk/worker brings your groceries out to you. OK, so maybe I just need to suck it up and start doing, rather than complaining about how much easier it would make life.

#7 – To watch a TV show, LIVE! You know, instead of using Hulu or DVR! I can’t remember the last time I’ve been able to sit down, at night, and watch a TV show from start to finish, without interruptions, unless I was using an auto-recorded program.

#8 – To say no and that be the end of story! “No” is the most expected and unwanted response with children. For once, can I just say No and get an “Ok, Mommy!” Too much, isn’t it?

#9 – To have a full-time nanny! I stay home with my kids. You mean to tell me, I shouldn’t need a nanny? Ok, I get it…sort of! But, wouldn’t a nanny be nice for those times that you want to do #1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7 and #8?

#10 – To be Mom! And, if I’m being honest, being Mom means that I don’t get #1-#9 every day, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Because in the end, if tomorrow didn’t come, what is the one thing that I want most? HINT: It’s not a want, it’s a need! I need to be their Mom. For them and for me. I need to be needed by them. I need to be interrupted in my daily life, to remind me not to dwell on some things and to take those necessary brain-breaks. I need for them to tell me they Love me, over and over again! I need to hear them cry when I say “No,” so that I can redirect them to the appropriate response and help them work through these minor issues in life. I need to be their Mom. I need them, as much as they need me!

So, while there are many things in life that I want on this *special* Mother’s Day, the most important want is what I get to experience every day.

I think deeply of a few friends this Mother’s Day. Friends that have lost their babies. Friends who have been trying, unsuccessfully, for years. Friends who have lost their own Mothers and friends who have never known theirs. Friends who have had babies, and then fought to keep them.

As a mother, I need to appreciate this role that God has given me, more, for there are some who aren’t as lucky as I am. They are forever in my hearts and prayers! Some long for interrupted poops, chaotic showers with distractions, sharing their cupcakes, drinking cold coffee, watching paw patrol, arguing in the grocery store, watching recorded TV shows and to be talked back to.

So, to all the Moms out there – you know who you are, Happy Mother’s Day!

Now, excuse me while I grab a cookie and sneak out into the garage to eat it!





What does it mean to be “strong?”

Well, when you look up the definition, it says, Strong; 1. Having the power to move heavy weights or perform other physically demanding tasks; 2. Able to withstand great force or pressure!

Although it’s not the same definition of strong that I want to talk about, it does have it’s similarities!

For me, I think more about emotional strength, defined as; emotional stability and resiliency, characterized by assertiveness, caring, coping, and stress-management skills.

Well goodness, it’s like the world was looking at my life and thinking, “you NEED to read this!” and I certainly did!

Sure, the first definition holds true for some situations (rearranging furniture, carrying both children at the same time because they just want mommy to carry them to bed, am I right?) but that emotional strength sure tugged at my heartstrings. The caring, coping and stress-management aspect, really. Those are about the hardest parts of deployments. Being able to care for those you love, but doing so alone. Being able to cope with struggles and roadblocks that you can normally tackle with help, but doing so alone. Being able to manage your stress in a way that is going to hold your sanity AND not cause emotional harm, something you’d normally be able to do together, but now you do alone!


No, that’s not swearing, that’s merely a blob of gibberish and anger when it comes to realizing that I haven’t been those things for my children. Sure, more times than none I have been, but it holds true that when you focus only on the negatives, the positives are like tiny specs of dirt and you have a hard time believing they are truly positive!

Whew! Time to open the doors and let it flow, right?!

Yes, I fell into the slump and had ZERO ambition to do anything. Really! Just picture someone vegging on the couch with no care in the world…her glass of water by her side, the remote on her hip, a bag of chips on her lap and she hasn’t showered in….ummmmm…days! Yeah, that was me! Not so much the “vegging on the couch” aspect, but more of the “Hey, kids! Want to come snuggle with mommy in her bed and watch movies today?” YEAH, I went there!

Granted, it didn’t last long, but it was long enough to know that I was being a turd of a mom and needed to get my butt up and moving….and FAST!

So, I went to prayer! Every time the children screamed, I prayed a quick prayer for patience. Every time I had the urge to just sit and do nothing, I prayed a quick prayer for ambition. Every time I yelled at my children for no reason at all (yes, this happened), I prayed a quick prayer for forgiveness. Every time my mind shifted to my Husband, I prayed a quick prayer for safety! And BOY, did He listen to me!! ❤

That next day, I opened up the hallway closet to look for something and instead, found myself tearing it apart, throwing away raggedy sheets, finding baby blankets from 2 years ago that I knew we could donate, rearranging so that it had more room/space.

Upon doing this ONE activity, I walked my lazy butt upstairs and grabbed about 15 boxes from our attic. What happened next was ahhhhhmazing! I filled 12 garbage bags full of baby clothes/toys to drop off at our local consignment shop. I put aside our best outfits to send to a friend and family member. I had so much happiness in doing it. Are we officially done having children? I’m honestly not sure. Should we have gotten rid of everything? Maybe not…but boy, you couldn’t stop me in that moment if you tried!

Whether we have another or not, I know that God will provide and we will be OK! We know what we need and don’t need for a newborn and in all honesty, the thought of being unknown and holding onto everything did not overcome the thought of giving it all up to others who might need it and can use it!

So, here we are. More than a month into this wonderful thing we call deployment and while there’s the sadness of missing my husband, my children missing their daddy and the loneliness of doing things myself, we are definitely making it work for us!

We had my mother-in-law visit this past week and what a blessing it was for her to come! We missed her, dearly and I truly believe that God had her come specifically when she did, for a specific reason! Here’s why:

On our way to the airport to pick her up, I had to stop and get groceries (and gas). Rae had been complaining that her tummy hurt earlier in the morning, but I had figured it was just because she had just woke up and needed some food. I fed her breakfast and she hadn’t said anything more about her tummy hurting. Fast forward to the grocery store, she made one comment about her tummy hurting so we went to the bathroom and all she did was #1. So, we checked out and quickly drove to get some gas so we could be to the airport in time. This is where everything took a turn for the worst. I had about 1 gallon left to pump when I hear Coop yelling to me through the window. I open the door to see what’s wrong and he says, “Rae’s tummy hurts.” So I quickly finish pumping and hear a bang on the window. She threw up all over herself and Coop was pounding on the window (and crying) to get my attention. “Rae just puked all over!!!!” WHATTTTTT? Oh my. So, I did the quick rush of hopping in the car and pulling ahead to where I could park (there were 2 cars waiting behind me in line). And there I was. For the next 10 minutes just cleaning everything up.


She seemed ok, we had changed her clothes and we had about 20 minutes until we’d be at the airport. We were 1 mile from the pick-up and she did it again! ALL OVER! Another quick stop in the cell-phone waiting lot and then it was finally time to get Grandma! But here’s where it gets good!!

After we came home, we knew she was still feeling icky and she continued to walk in a squatted position saying her tummy hurt. (Constipation is what we decided it was, based on her symptoms). Every time she’d say, “Mommy….. it was an immediate rush to the bathroom, just in case. Unfortunately, I caught that  tone from her but didn’t quite make it in time. She sprayed that all over the entire hallway wall and floor! To top it off, I had just set the dinner table! So, there we were, cleaning up vomit. My mother-in-law was immediately in action and had those lysol wipes out and went to town in the hallway while I cleaned myself and Rae up. The blessing of it all was that I had her there with me. Had she not been there, I’d have probably broke down and lost it. But we were there, together, and we were able to sort of giggle about it.

And, she didn’t judge when I cracked open a bottle of wine for my beverage of choice at dinner ❤️

Jumping ahead, the next few days were good. Kids seemed ok, no more my tummy hurts and we were able to grab dinner together (alone) and get some mani’s and pedi’s! The REAL excitement came Wednesday night! I laugh about it now because it was truly that of a Mom’s going to lose it, real fast scenario. Not the “scream and shout” lose it, but the “scream and cry” lose it!

We had all eaten dinner and the kids wanted to go play outside for a few minutes. It was great. Coop put his running shoes on and was perfectly fine. THEN!!! He comes into the house crying that he was hungry. Gave him a banana and he attempted to eat it. He was just acting so weird. Then his face grew pale and I could see it in his eyes! The terrified look of “Mommy, I’m going to puke.” So we rushed to the bathroom and sure enough….we had our second dose of vomit for the week! At least at his age, he knew to get to the toilet. BUT, this is where is started for the night! At that very moment, Rae decided that she only wanted MOMMY and wouldn’t let anything console her or settle her down. So there I was, running from one child to the next. Holding her and then holding him. Rocking her and then rubbing his back! There was one point where she was almost asleep (see that almost?) and I heard Coop call out my name from his bedroom! There I was, holding and rocking her while on my knees in the bathroom. One arm holding her and the other arm rubbing Coop’s back while he threw up! My mother-in-law was an absolute blessing that night, too. Always offering to help and asking me what she could do, but truly, there was nothing that could be done. Rae only wanted her mommy (why? of all nights, why?) and Coop, well, I wasn’t going to expose her anymore than she had been with all the throw up she’d already been through.

It was about 3am when I finally fell asleep that night and it was about 5:30am when the kids woke up hungry! Coop, especially was hungry, but then Rae chimed in and needed food, too. You know, because she wasn’t getting all the attention so she needed to step in somewhere. What better time than 5:30am when Mommy is running on fumes? SO, I grabbed some saltines, gave a couple to Coop and then found myself throwing a cracker at Rae. HAHA. Yeah! I was tired and crabby! She finally fell back asleep at around 615/620 and it was then I got my fuel, my lifeline that day, my saving grace…..COFFEE! We were able to safely take my mother-in-law to the airport that day and laughed about how she started her trip with puke so it only made sense to end it the same!!!


We certainly vegged that day! Lots of snuggles, watched a movie (or 2 or 3), took naps and went to bed like we hadn’t slept in days….some of us hadn’t! Friday was a new day! I got work done, the kids played and learned and read and laughed! WHEW! It’s amazing to see what a little prayer can do!

Now here we are! Back to our usual selves! Awaiting the arrival of our next visitor(s)! Cleaning house and sanitizing….EVERYTHING!

Embrace Life’s Blessings

It’s Post #1 in what’s anticipated to be a fun-filled adventure of sharing all life’s blessed moments!

This has been a long time coming, but it’s finally HERE! An official blog to keep y’all updated on life’s adventures. Not just mine, but yours as well. You just might not realize it 😉

We all have different lives, right?

Some crazier than others. Some busier. Some more fun. Some really boring. Some uneventful, others full of jazz.

Whatever it may be that you’re experiencing in life [then or now], take a look back and think about those little things that made you extraordinarily happy. Those little things that you’ll never forget. Those little things that caught you off-guard and gave you the warm and fuzzy feeling. Those little things you didn’t notice while they were happening, but rather after the fact! Those are what I like to call blessings!

Most of the time we don’t realize they were there until looking back, right? Example: You were traveling and hit a few detours. Although unexpected and definitely unwanted, they happened. You were stalled, had to stay the night somewhere other than your destination and you were now a day behind.

BUT, you made it to your destination. You made it safely and re-figured your life out. Amidst that [small delay], you were able to spend more time, one on one with your family. You got a hotel room, ordered pizza, rented a movie, played a few games and you survived the night! In fact, you enjoyed your night. So much that you’d do it all over again. That! is a blessing! 🙂

And THEN! There’s those that are right in front of us! The blessings that come every day, the earthly reminders that God is there and is with us! My children are one of those reminders! Though some days they drive me to pull my hair out, most days (every day) they are making me proud, encouraging a smile and reminding me to remember life’s simplest moments.

You found your missing baby doll? Hooray! You drew a picture of a helicopter [that looks like a splatter painting, actually (though some are worth millions)]? Let’s celebrate your artistic ability! You peed on the potty? Let’s all Happy Dance to that one! Those tiny moments are the reminders in our life. What may be little to some may be ginormous to another.

Celebrate the small tasks, for those small tasks are only pit stops to the MAIN EVENT! Those small tasks that seemed so “silly” then, now become distinct memories you’ve forever cherished in your heart! Am I right?!

Remember that amidst the crazy life you’re thrown at times, there is always sunshine, somewhere! Take that quick second to stop. Look around. Acknowledge the small things. Embrace those [hidden] blessings!