Well, it has happened….

March 20, 2017 § Leave a comment

After years of trying my husband has finally gotten a management position! Yes, it’s a huge deal! You see, my husband works so hard, and has work hard for so long and seen it yield no results. But, finally its has paid off and he has been promoted to district manager!! I could not be prouder!!

However, this is moving us for our small North Dallas town to Charlotte, North Carolina. This part I have some anxiety about. This moves us farther from family, out of the central time zone, and away from all of our friends. 

But as fate would have it, a friend of mine from Texas is living in South Carolina only a hour and a half away from me! 

So, now comes the hard part. Saying goodbye to everyone I love so dearly. It is truly the definition of bittersweet. Packing is also starting tomorrow bright and early. We paid out of our lease, and have to be out May 3rd. No pressure. I have been also having to explain to my five year old son about moving and what that will mean for him and his friends. He gets sad sometimes, I try to comfort him although, I’m going through the same thing. 

Ok, ok, enough of that and onto this… 

I will be trying to post more frequently and take you with me as we journey eastward. Some days you make get a long post, while others may be a paragraph or a picture with a brief explaination. 

Hope y’all have a great week! 

Merry Christmas! 

December 26, 2016 § Leave a comment

I hope everyone is having a very Merry Christmas and a great holiday season!  

I have to say, as I sigh a massive sigh of relief that I am more than glad that it is over! Christmas, as I remember it, was full of food and great memories of happy moments with family. I remember opening gifts and playing all morning until Christmas lunch was done cooking. The aroma of warm southern cooking filled the air and I ate until my heart was content.  I remember the warm glow of the fire place, the twinkling lights on the tree, and watching classics like Peanuts and those sweet little claymation movies. Ah, yes, the good ole days. 

Now, however, Christmas is a time to wake up extremely earlier after having spent the night wrapping gifts and brewing coffee half awake. Stumbling on wrapping paper that greedy little fingers can’t seem to pick up. I love my children but seriously, it’s called a trash can. Not to mention sweating and slaving over the meal that needs to be ready on time so I can put the kids to bed strategically enough to where they nap together and I can rest for a millisecond. Oh all the while I’m trying to keep the Christmas spirit alive when I have little more than enough energy to stay awake. 


All of this said, Christmas is one of my favorite times of year. I love seeing my wildlings so excited about their gifts and enjoying all the yummy food that you only get on this very special holiday. I admit, I need to probably incorporate more about the true meaning of Christmas, but I’m sure I can try again next year. 

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope the holidays find you all in your happy place! 

August 26, 2016 § Leave a comment

The best thing about living away from family is living away from family, but that can also be the worst thing about living away from family.

I am the mother of two children, my son Jack is 4 and a half and my daughter Olivia is 1 and a half. I’m a stay at home mother who lives about seven and a half hours away from any family of any kind. I do have friends, but let’s face it, friends are not the same as family.

I don’t feel I can call my friend up and ask if I can drop my kids off to them, or ask them to just come over for an hour so I can take a much needed nap. No, there are certain things that you can not just impose upon friends the way you can with family.

Being a mother is exhausting. Even someone who wants nothing more than to be a mother and she is living her dream having children and keeping house will tell you it can become overwhelming at times. The constant noise, mess, and need for attention. While I find toddler’s neediness much more bearable than an infant it still drains me to be needed on a 24/7 basis.

And before anyone tells me that I should cherish this time and quit complaining, that people struggle to have children, have lost children, etc I just want to say that I have been that woman too. I have lost a baby, I struggled to have my son, I have been the woman who was surprised with a pregnancy at the worst possible time in my life. I love and appreciate my little wildlings, but that does not for one second mean that I don’t need a break. That I don’t need time to myself, quiet, or to be able to go to the bathroom alone without little people following me.

There are moments, feeling, love that I would not know without my children. The level of love I have for them cannot be measured. But they are humans, they have their own minds, wants, and they are impatient and learning to function in a world that is starting to make them have to do do things themselves. This is causing a lot of of frustration for them and for me.

I have so many friends with kids who go with their grandparents for the weekend or on a week night before they start school. I see couples going along to dinner, while they can be sure their kids are taken care of. The going rate for a babysitter these days is about $12 per hour. That means for a dinner and a movie my husband and I have roughly spent about $50 before we have even left the house. This isn’t a problem for people who make a lot of money, but from where we sit it means about two dates a month if it’s a good month. Now the kids are going to school two or three days a week so that’s where all our date night money is going.

It’s discouraging and overwhelming. I wish I had someone to call when things start to get hard. Someone who can help me out but sadly there isn’t anyone who doesn’t already have a gaggle of children or that I won’t feel bad about not being able to pay them for their time.

I am not saying other people don’t have it harder and honestly, there is nothing to do about this situation at the moment. This is just my truth, my journey.