The never ending cycle of… DRAMA!! Or as some might say, Life.

Just when you think you’re in the clear, life-aka- drama, is always there to remind you:

1. Shitty people usually get more shitty… Unless they grow up, then they may meet karma. And we all know about her…
2. It is usually one thing after the other, typically in a cycle. Just find the right balance… And buckle up, settle in and scream when you want.
3. There are no guarantees. No matter how much you sweat, work, bleed… Cry, beg, borrow, plead. It’s the simple truth. Deal with it or be dealt with.

This damn list can go on for days… But my rant is now over. As quick as it came, it is now over. Life, like we know it, is the same. If you can’t protect yourself, who will protect you? God is my refuge and he lives in me. My comfort is that He has my back. I will get weak, I will fall down, but I will stand again. I will stand in the rain. I will wipe your tears. I will fight for you. I am on this earth for a purpose, and there is nothing more that I love than a fight, especially if that fight in life is for you.   

 

Stressed Much??

No matter how much crap I’ve gone through, how much drama I’ve let consume me, or how much weight I carry on my shoulders, there are several lessons I’ve learned.

1. Crap is crap – you can deal with it in unhealthy ways (drinking, smoking…), you can ignore it, or u can look it straight in the eyes and tackle it to its knees.
2. You can pray about your anxiety and worries
3. You can bitch and complain about how bad you’ve got it
4. You can talk to someone to help you work though it
5. Trust your intuitions

A combination of all the above seems to work for me, after all I seem to thrive better under  pressure. Choose the way that works best for you. You are human with plenty stupid human emotions. Suck it in and let it out. There are bigger problems if you step back and look a around. 

 

XO

#noturmothersmom 

Simple Pleasures

Holidays can be chaotic. Let’s face it, with little ones, gifts, themed decorations, themed attire… Holidays are great, but exhausting all at the same time. 

Easter 2015, was surprisingly nice. Even with the above named necessities/accessories. Enjoying great food and family conversations, the not-so-perfect weather could not dampen our celebration. Jesus died for our simple pleasures, for our not-so-perfect individual  souls. We are surrounded by blessings and taking it all in, breath by breath, minute by minute, our not-so-perfect life, is somehow now our perfectly perfected life. Family is a blessing. Easter is our blessing. I am thankful for my life, my family, my everything. 

 

XO

#noturmothersmom 

Good Friday. #familytime #ihavetowork

Working for a Catholic Healthcare facility, one might assume Good Friday a holiday, well that’s what you get for assuming. 

While my family visits family at the beach, I will arrive early to work; probably work all day and drive home… like I do everyday. Even though my fam will be enjoying each others company, I am grateful for my #blessings. 

My healthy family, my job, my boss, my long drive, my aching back, all worth the struggles. Nothing compared to the cross Jesus endured. All I have because of Him. I am greatful, we are all blessed.   

XO

#noturmothersmom 

Spring Break-able

There are several not-so-distant memories of spring break offering a nostalgic feeling. No school, worries, or anxiety. A break in time where one could spend time away… Previewing summer. 

‘Twas not the case anymore. Although my children are able to spend their week off lounging around, my reality of working and responsibility remain consistent. After all, they are able to enjoy their stay-cation be it, not for me, right?!? 

I am blessed to have taken off a couple of days to sleep in. We enjoyed a few restaurants, a movie (Cinderella), shopping, ice cream and not going to the beach like we did last year… The circumstances of life are not so simple, and yet the simplicity is comforting. I accept where I am in life, and giving my children a few extra hours of my time is all I have at times, and I know that time with me is good for their souls.  

 

  

It’s my day too!

My bouncing blue-eyed baby boy officially turned 7 on March 12th! Time sure flies by when you’re running around crazy, especially after said bouncing baby boy. 

Ah, I recall the day well, after all, he was my biggest baby – clocking into the world on a sunny afternoon at 10lbs 2oz. He was basically rejected by my body after 41 weeks gestation 😉 he couldn’t fit into any of his newborn clothing I had washed, folded, and put away. My son, my non-sleeper, my sweetheart. 

The hardest job = parent. The most fulfilling job = parent. I love celebrating my children’s birthday, not only is it their day; it also reflects my hard work, my efforts, my ups and downs, my reasons I work, why I wake, why I try, why I live. So why should I not have a drink in celebration??? It’s my day too. 🍺🍷🍹🍸😜



XO

#noturmothersmom

Being an Adult is Awesome…

Woke up early (not by choice, but by a toddler at 3:29am)… And could not go back to sleep!! So, as the awesome mother I am, I checked emails, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc… Then I physically got up to make coffee, and even cooked bacon, toasted bagels, made lunches… Damn Im good, or am I? 

Not really, I did what I had to do. I don’t do it all the time, in fact, I rarely do it. Being an adult is NOT awesome… Who lied to me, where did I get this from? Ugh. I recall my thoughts as a teen… I couldn’t wait to be on my own, do my own thang! Sleep as late as I want! And according to M.A.S.H… Live in a mansion, drive a Ferrari, marry someone from De Phesh Mode, and have 5 kids…  

In reality, I can’t sleep if I tried, I drive a Yukon, have 3 kids, live in a house, and married my first boyfriend and I’m also in bed by 8pm. 

And now I can’t wait to retire. I often fantasize about naps and dinner at 4pm. The sound of screaming babies no longer appeals to me, but now of my adult children scolding me for loosing my phone, their only lifeline to me and their dad… Ha! Besides, that’s what they get, right!?! I can’t wait for my adult children to take care of us for a change… Besides, I’m the most AwesomeMom they’ll ever have. Oh my, how priorities change… even in fantasy. 

XO

#noturmothersmom



Should My Family be Worried?!

Guilty Pleasures…

I am an avid comedian lover… I simply love comedy. SNL, Comedy Central, Sirius XM Comedy to and from work! I can’t get enough. I subscribe to Utube channels and have paid for good comedy stand up specials. I find that laughing throughout the day helps my mood; comedy even helps me appreciate the fact that I know everyone has issues, and somehow it helps me understand that I’m not a weirdo and no matter how much someone pretends to be perfect on social media, at work, or online… I know deep down that they are full of shit, too.

My Point.

On my drive home today I was enjoying comedy, and was literally LOLing. The comedian was commenting on how he is Irish and has a drinking problem… He went on to say that the people we should worry about are the people who only drink one drink… Because they must be hiding something… And also worry about the people who drink a hundred drinks because they have a problem and aren’t hiding anything.

I only drink one drink (occasionally during the week) and found his set hilarious! I feel that if you have a semi shitty day, a long ass drive, and little ones fighting for your attention after a full day… Why not? Besides, I’m a grown adult, and per the thoughts in my head as a child, being an adult is awesome! I can literally do what I  want!! So, I enjoyed one cold miller light (cause I’m a lady) with dinner. Should my family worry about my actions as the comedian suggested? Nah… Or should they??? 😜

XO

#noturmothersmom

An hour Makes a Huge Difference

Not my favorite way to spend my weekend, losing an hour, but daylight savings does bring promise. Spring.  May sons 7th birthday, spring break, rodeo, pastels, Easter. Spring is a great time of year, although not my favorite season, Spring …

No words. Well, maybe a few.

Perspective

I know I mentioned that February ’15 can suck it, but it seems to have trailed into March. I’m not feeling too crazy about that. It started off with my toddler and a high fever, it turned out to be viral, but has shared itself with me and my son. Now here we 3 go again with a shared illness. Coughing, congestion. Cold.

Focus, damn it. Ur Awesome

As soon as I’m seeing a small glimpse of light, I’m reminded how rough life likes to play.
Focusing on the good things is how I try and function. The good things I.e., having healthy children, having transportation, having a roof over our heads, having groceries… But also having relationships and people in my life that I can call after not speaking for months and picking up where we left off.

I like reminding my kiddos to focus on the good, because focusing on the bad will consume you… It will turn you into a reflection of itself. If you think you’re  sick, then you’re  sick. If you feel like your month of February was lost, it was. But March is here now, we spring forward like the time! So no matter what, I’m stronger today than I was yesterday. I really did survive the gloomy days and God has lead me into March… To live, love, and laugh.

XO
#noturmothersmom