Friday, October 29, 2010

In the Beginning

I had a great entry planned out. As a matter of fact, I have a rough draft written. It was written a few days ago, randomly, in class. I know, I should have been focusing. Blah, blah, blah. My mind is all over the place lately. HUGE changes with the 3rd attempt at college (technically 4th, but who's counting) and the fact that I recently quit smoking (11 days in and I didn't even want one yesterday).

Okay, I chose the background for this blog because if we personally know one another, then you KNOW me and you know I constantly say, "Pregnancy/parenthood/life is not running through a field of daisies." I couldn't find a field of daisies in the choices, so I'll stick with the blue sky, green grass and the flowers (I can't remember their names) that I used to make a wish and blow all the Wispy's off of when I was a girl.

Oh yes, I just said, "When I WAS a girl." Unfortunately, I'm no longer 'classified' (to myself, of course) a girl, although I giggle with glee, still pick flowers and make wishes, my girl days are over. I am now a Mother. A thirty-one year old Mother of a two year old little boy that loves me with ALL of his heart. To him, I am Mama. Sometimes, I am Mommy.

He entertains me, loves me, helps me, hugs me, kisses me, drive me completely up the walls with the terrible two's, smiles at me, giggles at me, wants to hold my hand and makes my heart melt (for the first 25 times a day) he looks up at me and says, "Mama, I wanna tote!!!!" After the first 25, my back hurts and I'm over the tote. At that point, I'm ready for him to tote me.

Our days exist together, mostly just us two (during the day) and I am grateful we get to be together. Sometimes, at the end of the day, I'm ready to rip my hair out by the roots because he's pushed every button I didn't even know existed, twice. I'm honest, so let's not 'act' like we all (Mothers) have not been there once or twice.

The interesting part about me is, I don't lie about who I am. I'm not perfect. I don't act like everything's perfect. Life is not running through a field of Wispy's. Yes, I am capitalizing Wispy's because I have obviously created my own name for a flower. If anyone knows the name of what I am talking about, please comment and let me know. I'll try to change it and edit this out =)

I will be having only one child. If people would STOP asking me when I am having more, that would be great. Chances are, that's not gonna happen. And that's okay, too. People continue to ask when Andy and I are getting married, almost 8 years later. My story isn't changing: one child and we'll get married when we get ready, NOT when everyone else wants us to get married. Worry about your own lives folks, we've got ours taken care of. Believe it or not, we're grown ups and we finally act like it. I mean that in the nicest way possible, but you can take it however you want.

The fact that I have 'wasted' 30 minutes of time writing this blog means that it's important to me. It's important to me to be a VOICE for Mothers because we don't get the credit we deserve. We are under appreciated and quite frankly, I'm tired of people insinuating I don't work because I don't get paid. Oh my, did she just say that????? Yup, she sure did.

I'm tired of people saying to me, "Ohhhhhhh, you stay at home? What do you do?". Really? Would you like a list? We've made a choice. A choice that comes with sacrifices. We sacrifice on a daily basis so we can be involved in Owen's childhood. Sometimes I wonder if we have the made the 'right' or 'wrong' choice. I feel we've made the choice that's right for us.

Thank you for making it through my first entry in my new blog. Feel free to comment (to my face would be great, good or bad. I have no time for two faces on one person these days, school keeps me hopping).

....yup, I just said that, too....


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  2. Very blunt and to the point! Love it =)

  3. Thanks girls! That's me, to the point =)

  4. You got this one right on. You go GIRL! And yed I said girl. Lol