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WWJD? (what would jesus do?) May 4, 2010
Well for starters I’m gonna go out on a limb and say jesus doesn’t see old flames at Target. But I do! I’ve never been a “friendly” person, if I meet you and I like you, of course I’ll be nice, and polite. But friendly isn’t a word you should use to describe me, at least not the sincere kind, unless of course we are real friends. But if I see an old friend from high school or college. Chances are I won’t say hi. Especially if its someone from High School. I don’t really like who I was in high school, can you imagine and even judgier and bitchier version of the person I am now? YIKES!
Well on to the story that prompted this post.
I was walking around Target tonight, getting mothers day cards, and I saw this guy I went to HS with, we had the same classes, we had the same friends, and I was pretty much in love with him. He was the only person that was nice to me on my first day at my new HS after I had transferred my sophomore year to be with my boyfriend. He was a douche, after totally ignoring me our first day at the same high school, I cried in the bathroom at lunch. I walked out of the bathroom red faced and teary eyed to meet, Jay. It was seriously like one of those movies, you know the ones? Girl cries, boy meets girl, boy is nice to girl, girl and boy start hanging out, realize they have tons in common. Girl and boyfriend stay together till boyfriend goes all bat shit crazy over girlfriends new found friendship. It was SOOOOOOOO teen movie. So Jay and I built a friendship over the next 3 years, we always had classes together and we were in general great friends, except I always wanted more from him. Go figure. I was kind of, well, not cute to say the least. I was flat chested, was my problem. So he never noticed me as a girl. (go figure) I tutored him in our math class, cause as cute as he was, he was dumb as a post. Finally our senior year I was the one to man up and asked him out. We never spoke again, he just kind of ran off. Loser. I left for college 3 months later and we never saw each other again. (Until tonight at Target)
I honestly probably would have turned around and walked away had he come up to me and tried talking to me. (Yes I’m one of “those” people) I’m not embarrassed or ashamed of my life, I love it. I just don’t think this guy who I once thought was worthy of my love, is worthy of knowing how awesome I am now.
Sorry if this is a total ramble, I have been working on this post for like 4 hours off and on
Wanna work at home? May 2, 2010
Being a stay at home mom is awesome, I love getting up every morning KNOWING I get to spend the day with my amazing son. But I also enjoy having more of a disposable income, so whats a gal to do? Well most would say, stick the runt in day care and get a job. Well thats fantastic, but honestly I don’t like people enough to get a real job with real hours, I would go Bat Shit CUH-RAZY. So what do I do? I get on Monster.com and start looking for Work At Home jobs. Surprisingly there is a LOT out there for moms these days, and its not just medical billing. I also starting talking to other mom friends who work at home, one of which is other mommy blogger, Ahartzler! she write the blog Molly and Mommy (I absolutely love her little girl Molly!!!!!! She is the (second) cutest little baby I have seen!) here’s her blog www.mommyandmolly.com
Hartz turned me on to this great opportunity a couple days ago. WWW.NotchUp.com if you want to email me (lifeofadomesticgoddess@gmail.com) to get a recommendation its a great opportunity to work at home, set your own hours, so far I have put in 5 hours of resume reading and recommending and its so easy. Making money will be slow to start but once I get back in the groove, I think I should start pulling in a decent income probably in the next month or so. Just depends on how much time is put in. I’ll keep you posted on how I’m doing! Its what I used to love to do, I worked for my university reading resume’s and placing people in jobs. Its like being a match maker! ::squeeee:: I missed the feeling of actually doing “work”
Weekend Warriors *PIP* May 2, 2010
This weekend was awesome, we had Champs six-month birthday party. I know, I know, call me crazy! It was an absolute blast though! 
In the kitchen/office with his 1/2 birfday balloons
The we stretched out on a blanket with the balloons. They blew around the yard pretty fast so I was lucky to get these pictures!!!
Look how handy I am with a sharpie!
I tied the balloons together with streamers so they wouldn’t fly off! (I’m so clever!)
All in all, Champ had a wonderful 1/2 birfday with all our closest friends to celebrate with him!!
We ate pizza and yummy, yummy cake!!!!!!! Gotta love any reason to eat cake!
Family bed vs Crib….the true Debate and pictures!!! April 30, 2010
First I would like to say, if there are any bloggers that would like to blog for the Crib side, just leave a comment asking to do it.
Where to start? I get nervous divulging this part of my parenting style. I usually don’t tell people in real life, because, well, you get the idea. Sharing any controversial parenting aspect is nerve wracking, especially when I go to play groups and they make offhand comments about “THOSE” kinds of parents. Or people who don’t know who Dr. Sears is. I am also in no way saying that my was is best, bedsharing does not work for every baby, or family.
We started bedsharing when Champ was 2 weeks old, from 0-2 weeks old he slept in the Pack and Play, I had pretty bad anxiety of him being away from me (6 feet) and I was having a hard time getting up at night to nurse him with out falling asleep in bed. I didn’t like the uncontrolled-ness (is this a word?) I felt like we weren’t bedsharing safely because we weren’t prepared at night for it. At 2 weeks old, I found Champ asleep on his belly and my heart sank, I rolled him over and he was fine, but from that moment on, we just started with him in the bed, it was so much easier and more controlled. While he was tiny he would sleep in the snugglenest and I would flop a boob in for him. (what a mental image!) He outgrew that by 2 months old and hadn’t really been using it much anyway, because he loves to snuggle and we couldn’t snuggle very well in the nest, despite the name “snugglenest”
We have now been sharing our bed with Champ for 5.5 months. It was the best choice we ever made, do I worry some days that he’ll never sleep alone? yup, but as a mom I worry about EVERYTHING I do. Do I worry that he’s gonna be a clingy little monster ? Yup, but I would worry about that if he slept in his crib too.
We totally have an ENTIRE nursery set up, crib, changing table, the whole shebang. I would just miss him to much, honestly I am one of those moms that bed shares for completely selfish reasons, I love the snuggles, the morning smiles, the snuggly kisses before bed.
I am in no way putting anyone down for wanting their child in a crib, sometimes I miss having the bed to myself, but those nights are few and far between compared to the nights I am so happy he is in bed with us.
and some cute bedsharing pictures
Thanks for listening to my ramblings tonight
Any one want to guest blog for the crib side?
Wanna see stretch marks??? (graphic) April 29, 2010
Don’t say I didn’t warn you…..this is graphic
Battle scars of love….
When I went into PTL (preterm labor) at 32 weeks, I had no stretch marks, I look at these every day as a reminder that I was able to bring my perfect little boy to full term. I saw some of them form, and in a weird way, I am sad that they are fading. Don’t get me wrong, I want them gone. But I remember his foot poking out and developing a few on my right side. I however don’t like the one on my hip that is SO BIG I can see a vein through it. GROSS! I don’t know about y’all but since I can’t get rid of them, I am embracing them.
Exhaustion… April 29, 2010
What does it mean? tired? well duh, but also emotionally and physically. Its ALMOST the end of the week, we are having a 1/2 birthday party on saturday for Champ. I am so looking forward to celebrating this huge milestone with all of our friends! Part of me is so looking forward for the weekend, the other part of me is just so tired and don’t really want people in my house. I’m terrible, huh?
I miss my husband during the week a LOT. Its a lot of work raising the baby on my own most of the time. Blah. I feel like I bitch and moan a lot, but right now I am just….tired
Dear John April 29, 2010
My god Nicholas Sparks can write a sad book. I cried and cried and cried yesterday as I was finishing the book. It was a fantastic read, and very relatable cause we all remember September 11th 2001. The description of what was going on in Iraq was very vivid, and I could hardly believe the Letter that Savannah wrote to John. I can’t believe John’s generosity to Savannah and her husband, after he lost the love of his life.
I honestly feel so grateful to military families, I would like to thank any and all of my military moms that read my blog. I can’t imagine what you go through, but after reading Dear John I feel like I have a little more insight and appreciation for what you ladies do.
Dear Champ….Happy 6 months! April 28, 2010
Dearest Carson, I love you so much. You are my world, 6 months ago today I became your mom. My one true purpose in life at that moment was realized. I was born to be your mom. You amaze me every day. You are such a strong little boy, ever since you were born you want to stand up, I found you standing in your crib today. YIKES! you pulled up all on your own! My god I love you though, I look into your deep brown eyes and I see your father, you are his clone I swear. You make your dad and I better people. Everytime I look at you, I fall more in love with your daddy as well. You are both the center of my world. You have my eyes though, one thing you did not get from daddy.
My favorite thing you learned to do this month? hmmmm, well basically EVERYTHING, but if I have to pick one, its when you grab my pant legs in a hug and pull yourself up. Thats THE BEST! you just kind of snuggle in and hug my legs.
I can’t even believe how freaking cute you are, you are seriously the best thing in my world.
I know Daddy feels bad missing out on a lot of these moments in your life, but he’s here when it counts.
I can’t believe you are starting to crawl! Its so fun to watch Abby freak out when you scoot around on your belly!
Much Love, Your Momma
