Thursday, December 30, 2010

Blabberings of Motherhood

I am sure we have all heard the saying from Forrest Gump "life is like a box of Chocolate, you never know what you are going to get". I do agree you never know what you are going to get in life, but isn't life about what you make of it?
Recently my husband and I have found out that we are pregnant, and are due in the middle of July. Which means Kristen is not always a happy camper, she is usually exhausted and you better not try to take food from her otherwise she will stab you in the hand with a fork! With that being said, my poor brain has become quite scattered and sometimes formulating a thought into verbal communication is like speaking Chinese to an American who only speaks English. I have liken myself to Porky the Pig when trying to talk, I understand this is called Mommy Brain and it will/can last up to a year after the baby is born. My only complaint about that is it wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't an intelligent person who has been turned into a blabbering idiot. My dear husband has found this to be rather amusing and loves to point out mistakes I have made while talking, which we all know isn't fair to me since I honestly can't remember what I said let alone how I said it. I can barely recall what I ate for breakfast that day.
So along with not being able to speak a coherent sentence, I am also having incredibly strange dreams. So strange and weird that I never get past REM sleep and go into my pre pregnancy deep sleep at all, so I wake up almost as exhausted as when I went to bed. I have tried taking 20 minute naps, no go right into the REM I go and thats it. Of course is all hormonal and all I can ask and pray for is it to calm down so I can get some rest throughout the night. Katherine always wants to hear about my strange and weird dreams, so I sugar coat them for her and tell her what is appropriate for a 5 year old to hear. Her usual response is putting her hands on my cheeks and telling me it will be ok and that she loves me, which is very sweet even though her hands are usually dirty. LOL

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Pro-Life Thoughts for the day

There has been a lot of bad press about the Harrison County Dog Pound, because of the facilities in which the dogs live in temporarily. I understand that many people want to help animals since they are unable to help themselves and what not. But has any one considered that dogs have hair for a reason? God gave them hair/fur that grows into a winter coat which usually starts growing in October.

But for those who are protesting the dog pound...Would you have protested if that was an Abortion Clinic? Where woman are "allowed" to MURDER another Human because she isn't happy about having a child and it is her body so she can do what ever the hell she wants. Unborn children are unable to help themselves just like animals, so why are those who try to save animals, plants, buildings, environmental issues be OK with abortion? Sounds like an oxymoron to me. Humans are more precious than anything else in the world.
Not a day goes by do I wish my nephew was with our family and that the past year was only a bad dream, yet people are unwilling to become parents because the time isn't right or your family is going to kill you or whatever your lame and pathetic reason is.


It may be your body but that baby is not your body!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

The Christmas Time Tragedies

Why is it always around Christmas that tragedy strikes us? For example exactly one year ago my one month old nephew James passed away, my Sister and her family were up for another funeral. My BIL Mike's cousin Richie committed suicide 3 days before, Richie was also one of my friends. So two blows in one week, lets just say Christmas was tough last year. I can honestly say I have never cried so much in life before, I cried probably at least once a day for the first month and a half after James passed away.

Another thing I have noticed is that every year around the holidays, people hurt their family members (mostly children) and I do not understand why. Right now there are 3 young boys missing in Michigan, their father did something to them but no one knows what. I think he killed them, just like every other creep out there who can't handle the fact that his or her ex-spouse wants nothing to do with them therefor the children shouldn't have to "go through" that kind of pain. What selfish jerks!!!  There are to many insane individuals in the world, I just don't understand why they have to hurt others. Why don't they just off themselves and leave the rest of their family members alone, but no they want their 15 minutes of fame good or bad.

I do realize I am not being very Christian like or charitable, but I am tired of seeing young children murdered because one of their parents are unhappy with the other parent and wants to hurt them.

Monday, December 6, 2010

The end of school..for now

As many of my friends and family know, I have been in college since the Fall of 2005. Basically nonstop for the last 5 years, I think I have only taken one summer off of school and that was in the first year. My poor daughter only knows that Momma goes to school and has school work to do. Well I only have one final to take as soon as the instructor posts it and I will be DONE with my bachelors degree in Organizational Leadership. The questions now is, what am I to do with all of this free time? I can't get a job since I am currently pregnant and really don't want to work again for a while. So what am I to do? I need to find something otherwise I will end up watching a lot of TV or reading a ton of books, thankfully Christmas is upon us and one of my sisters who lives out of town will be coming home for Christmas here in the next week. So that will take up the month of December, but what am I to do until spring arrives and I can go play in my garden? I guess I better bring out the sewing machine and starts sewing a few projects, or perhaps I can finally find the time to get my vintage clothing store online?
I am excited for this new chapter of my life to finally begin after 5 long years have gone by.