NOT that I would ever know what being in one feels like.
A very hard part of this divorce is that I have to watch myself around a huge portion of my "friends" out here since they are all also friends with the A-hole. As their friend, I don't want to put them in a position where they have to watch what THEY say around the A-hole... so in turn, I feel like I can't tell them anything that is going on with me...
BUT... thanks to blogger, changing my blog address is as easy as finding a name that isn't already used but that still reflects the original name I came up with years ago. I'd better stop changing the name because it's just getting harder and harder. HA!
Anyway... the very few of you that got the "change of address" are my loyalists anyway. I doubt anybody cares as much as I do... HA!
Oh, in other news... I am getting two new molars because apparently I am so stressed out that I ground my real ones down into nubs. Sweet. There goes my tax refund!
Peace out.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
One of my favorite months.
I love February. I love Valentines Day. I know it's probably one of the cheesiest holidays, and everyone thinks it's a "Hallmark Holiday" but I don't care.
This weekend will be a busy one. My dad is flying in this morning (yippee!- I haven't seen him in a year, hello?) and tomorrow is Greyson's birthday party. He got to invite 4 of his classmates to help him celebrate turning four at "Chuck-a-cheese" (that's how he says it). I had to give him a party this year b/c of the whole school thing and how excited he was to be able to invite his school friends. I just couldn't deny him that excitement and fun. It will be a small party but it will be exactly what he wanted. He is beyond excited!
These last 4 years have been quite a rollercoaster, but everything happens for a reason and I was meant to be this guy's mother. I'm no expert at being a mom..I've actually thought that the moment he was born and ever since then almost 4 years ago I've been open to the thought that I'm learning each and every single day.
This little boy of mine is my son (it's so cool to say that) where I have to help shape his life, how he views people, situations, himself. I want more than anything for my little Greyson to have a good sense of who he is, to be confident, to have self love, to be strong, to have a good sense of humor and to love all those in his life. Right now that last comment is easy...he gets excited when I walk in the room. He doesn't care what I look like, if I've showered or not. He just smiles at me every morning when he wakes up, he smiles at me when I call his name or give him a kiss. He's a happy little boy and I hope every day he looks at life with fresh eyes like he has done for the past 4 years.
For myself as a mom to this adorable little person...I did myself a favor and I put down the "how to books" and began listening to my heart. I know this little boy is growing up so fast..he's already reading and spelling in school. So I've made it a goal to really enjoy him at this moment. I may rock him more than most, I may opt not to get ready and just lay in my bed with this guy, giving and getting kisses, listening to his little voice tell me stories or about his dreams. I've always wanted to look back on these days with no regret and know that I've taken it all in. I'm just following my mother instincts.
As I was thinking about this post, I was rocking my little boy to sleep, holding his hand, kissing his cheeks. I looked over and saw this framed reminder of something someone gave me over 4 years ago.... I remember reading it for the first time and I bawled (most of it was the pregnant hormones that we are all blessed with) but it says it all and it's perfect and it still makes me cry...
This weekend will be a busy one. My dad is flying in this morning (yippee!- I haven't seen him in a year, hello?) and tomorrow is Greyson's birthday party. He got to invite 4 of his classmates to help him celebrate turning four at "Chuck-a-cheese" (that's how he says it). I had to give him a party this year b/c of the whole school thing and how excited he was to be able to invite his school friends. I just couldn't deny him that excitement and fun. It will be a small party but it will be exactly what he wanted. He is beyond excited!
These last 4 years have been quite a rollercoaster, but everything happens for a reason and I was meant to be this guy's mother. I'm no expert at being a mom..I've actually thought that the moment he was born and ever since then almost 4 years ago I've been open to the thought that I'm learning each and every single day.
This little boy of mine is my son (it's so cool to say that) where I have to help shape his life, how he views people, situations, himself. I want more than anything for my little Greyson to have a good sense of who he is, to be confident, to have self love, to be strong, to have a good sense of humor and to love all those in his life. Right now that last comment is easy...he gets excited when I walk in the room. He doesn't care what I look like, if I've showered or not. He just smiles at me every morning when he wakes up, he smiles at me when I call his name or give him a kiss. He's a happy little boy and I hope every day he looks at life with fresh eyes like he has done for the past 4 years.
For myself as a mom to this adorable little person...I did myself a favor and I put down the "how to books" and began listening to my heart. I know this little boy is growing up so fast..he's already reading and spelling in school. So I've made it a goal to really enjoy him at this moment. I may rock him more than most, I may opt not to get ready and just lay in my bed with this guy, giving and getting kisses, listening to his little voice tell me stories or about his dreams. I've always wanted to look back on these days with no regret and know that I've taken it all in. I'm just following my mother instincts.
As I was thinking about this post, I was rocking my little boy to sleep, holding his hand, kissing his cheeks. I looked over and saw this framed reminder of something someone gave me over 4 years ago.... I remember reading it for the first time and I bawled (most of it was the pregnant hormones that we are all blessed with) but it says it all and it's perfect and it still makes me cry...
"Motherhood is the best change your body will go through.
When you're a mom, suddenly the world is hopeful, happy, an amazing place to raise your child.
Memories are brighter, and every tiny second starts to count.
You're measuring your baby in days, months, years.
The mind of a mother is never her own.
And now, as you have this little boy in your arms you'll see that you are his life, his example, his nurturer..perfect or not.
And the beauty is, he doesn't care. He just needs you. Your love is perfect for him. And it doesn't change, if he's a newborn, 7, 28, 50...
You'll always be his mother. What an honor. What a privilege. It's pure joy.
You'll learn more about you everyday and you're going to be awesome."
So from one mom to the next..enjoy that little babe of yours, try not to put yourself down and enjoy all the little and big things because they just grow up way too fast...good thing I'll always be his mom and I'm so blessed that he's always going to be my son.
Happy 4 years my little bugg-a-boo.
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