May’s Madness

Okay, so we have to have some new blogs. These are my newest top picks to share with you! Please understand that these are in no particular order!

1. Some Species Eat Their Young.
Seriously, it’s true, some do…but this father(writer, semi-pro Jedi-Master and more) doesn’t seem to find them tasty…But, they certainly are funny. Funny-tasting perhaps?

2. Fnkybee
The funky bee, oh yeah. Welcome to the brain of…we’ll call her Bee. Awww, I have a Honey and a Bee….Haha, I shall build a farm and put all the awesome people within it…and I shall name it Interwebs!
Okay, but seriously, hilarious stuff here. And come on, Survival Sarcasm is an every (I hope) Friday adventure washed down with Vodka. I heart you Bee…in a non-weird way. Just a Mom needing Vodka and funnies way…

3. Honey-Uniquely Me
A mother, a writer, a real friend of mine...writes about being a mother, a writer and a friend of mine...hmm.
4. Thypolar’s Life
A little bit of everything, this mom goes through medical problems and endures hardships like many (but) while yielding sarcasm and funnies as a sword. The struggles this Mom goes through, I have no idea how she does it, but she does it well!

5. Peddler of Dreams
She makes me think of…me? Editor, blogger, artist at heart, and she has recipes. Though I’ll admit that the orange cheesecake must be tried, I still like my recipes more…but don’t let that deter you from reading and trying her recipes and anything else you come across.

6. Southern Hospitality By Rhoda
Beautiful posts of beautiful homes, and just…beautiful. Now, the other blogs listed are also beautiful, but this one just makes my heart sing to the tune of “I want, I want, I want to remodel”! I know I’d be good at it, I’ve done projects before…I just need a place to vent my awesomeness upon! Enough about me, Rhoda also has a page (yes, a page) for other awesome blogs. I know, I love it, especially upon finding that some of my favs in this category are on this page. There is also recipes and other stuff, I'll leave it to you to find out.
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What else is there?
Oh…a challenge, in my next post…or perhaps the following one (or even the one after that)…I will tell you about my 30(or however many days) challenge for myself and hopefully you! If you have any ideas for this extensive, yet God-willing fun, and other good verbs describing awesomeness…please reply with them. Anything, hurry, you never know when theost will come…though I will push for sooner rather then later.

A New Year

Okay, so this was all supposed to be posted yesterday…that didn’t happen, obviously...

 

This year has been a long one, I’d like to wrap it up nice and securely, move onward into a bright and promising new one! I’m going to do my own Top “Whatever” Lists. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do…:D Since I can’t do anything without music, I think we’ll start there, and it’s a good fun way to start as well.

 

Top Music for 2010, these are not songs that came out this year, these are my top songs for the year.

 

Sara Schiralli-Bang Bang

 

Bitter:Sweet-Don’t Forget to Breath

Tal M. Klein featuring Hillary Hightower-Don’t

 

Damien Rice-Delicate

 

Metisse-Boom Boom Ba

 

Danny Elfman-The Little Things

 

Vampire Weekend-Giving Up the Gun

 

Black Eyed Peas-Pump It

 

Fatboy Slim-Push the Tempo

Puretone-Addicted to Bass

 

There are many, many more, but I wanted a mix and I am definitely missing some I’d love to toss up here…but it’ll do…also worth noting that some of these are songs I’ve been listening to for little while and they just stick through time with me.

 

Memorable Moments:

• Birth of Kyle
• Isaac’s surgery for tubes
• Isaac’s 3rd birthday
• Mother/Father’s Day
• Five-year wedding anniversary
• Halloween
• Christmas (still ongoing, and the best one in 6 years, on top of being Kyle’s first, family first and Isaac’s best!)

Things I’ve learned:

• You can literally be sick all the way through a pregnancy.
• You truly don’t know who the sociopath is until it’s too late.
• All babies are different, and more so then they let on!
• When it rains, it pours, literally and figuratively!
• You truly can do without some people, and can’t do without others.
• Friendship can keep one sane, especially if they are as insane as you.
• I’m a genius, you just don’t know yet.
• Children are the best hobby a person can have!
• I need music, more then I ever realized.
• I’m freaking awesome.

Now I'm not much for resolutions...I think one shouldn't define an entire year by a few measly resolutions when it could be so much more. Though, there always has to be some sort of starting point. You can't end what you haven't begun.
New Year Resolutions:

• Start business
• Continue to lose weight, or stay where I am...

That's all...hahaha, for now!

What am I here for? I am, in order of occurrence:


Daughter, I am then and always my mother’s daughter. Along with becoming a daughter I became a niece and granddaughter.

Sister, first came Donald, one year and 13 days after my birth…then came the rest.

Friend. I made friends, sure I didn’t keep any, but that’s a part of childhood.

Daughter, again. I know right, isn’t it awesome? I became my Dad’s daughter, and then…

A sister, to a wonderful baby girl, and then the best little brother.

High school student, high school is not to be ignored, aside from family it can be the most influential time in a young person’s life….not that I recall much. :D

A soldier. Becoming and being a soldier was an important decision, and probably the first true decision of my own. I will never regret this choice, and though it ended sourly, I’d go back and do it again in a heartbeat.

Wife. The second decision I made on my own. When I realized that maybe I wanted more then a career in life, but a family to share life with.

Mother, the best thing that’s happened to me. Being a mother to Isaac, and now Kyle, and in the future I can hope for one more. Though the pregnancies proved difficult, the end results were beautiful, happy little boys.

Writer. Ah, I’m not much of a writer, but hell, I’m trying to get there.

Cook, I love to cook, and if you were to come to my home, and I were able to…I’d love to feed you.

Yet, in the end, this all brings me down to, who am I? I am all of these things mentioned above, but when I find time to myself, I happen to feel quite lost. Wondering what in the world I should do, I love time to myself, and if it didn’t feel selfish I’d probably write more since I do personally love to do that. I also love to draw, though over time I’ve realized that if I don’t pick this back up soon I’ll lose it. It’s hard though, if I draw, Isaac will want to as well, but before you say it…it’s not as simple as giving him his own supplies…why would he want to draw on his paper when Mommy’s must be better! I also love editing, but this goes with the other things, I’m starting to find that if it won’t further or improve my RL (real life) then I set it aside in hopes of something else. Like cooking, I like cooking, but I can’t cook all day, that’s just stupid. Obviously a person can not seperate themselves from the titles life gives them, but surely one can be able to sit and atleast narrow it down to one thing for a moment of peace! A moment, where I can do something, without having to worry about every other thing, one way or another.

I don’t know, I suppose I’m rambling on about the fact that I don’t know what to do with myself. I know what to do with all the aforementioned aspects of me, but when it comes to just plain me…I’m clueless beyond repair, well hopefully not beyond. I have a friend, Ren, who is currently helping me think of something. She’s a dear, and maybe we can think of something I can do without further destroying my hands, while managing something I could enjoy and maybe even put to use in life and home.

So, what do you do with yourself, or do you find yourself quite bored with just you and resort to what your list above would be?

I Love....

I love the good beginning to what looks to be a long week and month.

I love the way my children look at each other, and though they are young it’s apparent how much they love one another.
I love the way Kyle holds his blankets or my hands close to his chest in a grip that says he never wants to let go.
I love the way Isaac loves all people. Though it’s sad for him when they go, he enjoys every minute they are here.
I love knowing that I’m appreciated and cared for more then I had realized.
I love that I can actually cook without destroying food, and people love it. Even when a meal has ingredients they truly dislike.
I love the way the boys laugh and giggle.
I love that I must not be the worst Mom…there are much worse and my boys are quite happy.
I love that even when Isaac has gotten into a bit of trouble he knows he can always come to me if he’s hurt.
I love how my baby can sleep, without a worry in the world.
I love that when people leave my home they are happy, and not because they’re happy to get the hell out of here.
I love that my husband loves me, even when I give him hell.
I love that I can sit here with endless things to write that I truly love.
I love that I can sing to my baby, and he doesn’t mind my awful singing abilities *as I sing to baby*

So, what do you love? I mean truly love, not like "I love icecream."

First Family Post

Kyle is now two months old, things have been flying by faster then even I thought it would. Time flew with amazing speed when it was Isaac, it’s even worse this time. My hands are full, it’s pretty safe to say maybe they tend to be overflowing, keeping up with the daily aspects of the apartment on top of taking care of the boys is, well, difficult. Difficult and most times frustrating, Isaac has been a little punk about things, he’ll dump out his toy box through out the day, he’ll make a mess of anything he can get a hand on. Folding laundry is a nightmare, I fold some clothes, he tosses them or jumps in a pile of them. Yesterday alone, I was at the bed folding laundry, with a sigh of relief I thought I was done…I was wrong! Only once did he grab a pile of folded laundry and mess them up, but that was not all (channeling Seuss, oh no that was not all). He managed to escape with clothes, I found them after my sweet but premature relief. No big deal right? Well when you spend most of your day cleaning up after a toddler, it’s tiring. A room is never truly finished since he’s always close behind. Or maybe I’m the one that’s behind, I have to admit it is increasingly hard to keep track of who is ahead in the game.

The boys have been great though, they adore each other, Kyle is always full of smiles and a little babbling, and if you wonder where Isaac is chances are he’s where the water is or with Kyle. As I was cleaning out the couches the other day, I heard behind me Kyle happily cooing, the reason: Isaac climbed up into the playpen to sit with Kyle. Not too unusual, this happens from time to time, he’ll go and lay or sit there either on his own or to be with Kyle. This time he was sitting there changing Kyle’s diaper, and Kyle was loving every moment of it, of course he needed help with this, he couldn’t manage to hold the baby’s feet up and slide the diaper under at the same time, but he did an amazing job of everything else. As time goes on I notice how much Isaac wants to help out and do things with and for Kyle, he’ll give him his paci (but the toddler that he is, he does take it as well), he’s fascinated when it’s bath time, which led to his birth bear’s first “bath” (I haz pictures!), he’ll pick out clothes for the baby (but again, toddler that he is, he loves taking his socks away) and much more.

The Result of The Bear's First Bath

That poor teddy bear though, I was getting Kyle swaddled into a blanket after we dressed, we had just given him a bath and Isaac had sat there quietly watching the whole process (one of those moments I wished I knew what he was thinking at the time), Kyle loves baths as much as Isaac so we prolonged the process for further enjoyment! While I was massaging, dressing and swaddling the baby…Isaac was sitting on the bathroom counter soaking, washing and rinsing his favorite bear. He probably walks into the dining to join us, a soaking wet bear wrapped with a blanket, snug in his arms.

It was so cute, he was so happy with his job well done, his bear smelled awesome though it needed a cycle in the dryer as soon as Isaac moved onto other toddler shenanigans, but it also brought forth a whole new level of fear. Is it possible that my little boy is a little too smart and wants to be too helpful? This 34 month old wants to change diapers (so long as they aren’t dirty), carry and hold the baby, dress and undress him, give him toys and now he has an interest in the bathing process! Safe to say, more locks are on the way and Kyle is rarely out of sight, there is no way I want to take a chance with a toddler that can be overly helpful. He doesn’t mean harm, but it doesn’t mean that harm can’t come from it.

Kisses and Fun Times!

Kyle is quite interactive and has started “smile talking”, he really likes when we three sing “If you’re happy and you know it…”, he loves having his hands clapped together, and his arms/legs and feet moved around. Moments like those even get Isaac to calm down, if only for moments, and he tries to play along as well.

I wish I could just get him talk. But that’s a discussion for another day, or maybe never.

So this is my first true family entry, there will also be writing ones and I’ve been thinking about having a recipe section. Share recipes with you, only the ones I’ve personally tried and recommend, if I don’t like it there’s no way I’d try to give you the impression that it’s good! Maybe there will even be pictures, even now I have great recipes to share. So excited and I don’t even know who “you” are.