It has been some time since I have posted to any of my blogs. Life has been pretty overwhelming lately. I am trying to be a good wife and mother, go to school full time, and find a job. I love staying at home with my kids and that is where I want to be all the time. But I know if I ever want to be able to get out of where we live that I have to work. I want to find a job that will allow me to work from home the majority of the time, thus being one of the reasons why I am going to school for Web Development. See I envision myself being a web site designer, I am creative and I love designing web sites. So I can do something I love and it is something I could do from home.
I am super excited because I am getting ready to do a couple of websites, one is for my moms church and the other is for my moms widows club. I am doing them for free, because I can use the experience and I will be able to use it in my portfolio.Which I am soon hoping to get started on by putting it up online.
In the mean time I am searching for something anything that can bring in income to hopefully qualify for the house of our dreams. We have looked at houses and looked at houses and we want something that is roomy and big. We found this really nice neighborhood that we like and the house was amazing. It has everything we want. We know that we can afford payments for that much house with my husbands income alone but we don't think that a mortgage company would see it that way. So hopefully something we come up soon, because we really need another place to live. The area we are in is becoming an area I do not want my kids to be at.
Our plan is to put our house on the market come the first of the new year and be able to sell it pretty quickly, out agent thinks we can get $225,000 for our house. I am not so sure considering there have been a lot of foreclosures and short sells around here which has our street value pretty low, lower than what we owe.
We have out goal though and are working towards what we want. So hopefully by the time I finish school next June I will be settling into a new home that is just right for us in an area that is going to be a great fit.
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Friday, May 27, 2011
Children and anti-psychotics | SAHMAnswers
Children and anti-psychotics | SAHMAnswers
This is an important article about anti-psychotics and their overuse in children. Many don't really need them at all.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
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Mother's Day - Stay at Home Mom Answers
Mother's Day - Stay at Home Mom Answers
For the mom's out there. I hope you all have a great weekend and Mother's Day on Sunday :)
For the mom's out there. I hope you all have a great weekend and Mother's Day on Sunday :)
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Talk to your tweens/teens about suicide - Stay at Home Mom Answers
Talk to your tweens/teens about suicide - Stay at Home Mom Answers
This is a must read for anyone with kids, especially tweens and teens
This is a must read for anyone with kids, especially tweens and teens
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Life Ramblings
I am almost 35 years old and I have two wonderful children. I have my almost 9 year old daughter and my as of yesterday 2 year old little boy. They are my world, my life, my gifts from God. I cannot imagine my life without them. They bring me so much joy.
Last year a fellow mommy lost her little 4 year old daughter to cancer. This year another fellow mommy is going through the cancer with her 4 year old little girl. It is all around. Children everywhere are having to fight this terrible disease. I cannot even begin to image what these mom's went/are going through. I have a sister whom had leukemia when she was a little girl, we are thankful that she has been cancer free for years.
I see them and I know that it can be anyone, it could be me. I am thankful for my children's health and I tell them I love them and give them lots of hugs and kisses everyday. They are my world. I pray for all those affected by cancer. It is a cruel cruel disease and I wish that we could save more than what we do without poisoning their systems.
Last year a fellow mommy lost her little 4 year old daughter to cancer. This year another fellow mommy is going through the cancer with her 4 year old little girl. It is all around. Children everywhere are having to fight this terrible disease. I cannot even begin to image what these mom's went/are going through. I have a sister whom had leukemia when she was a little girl, we are thankful that she has been cancer free for years.
I see them and I know that it can be anyone, it could be me. I am thankful for my children's health and I tell them I love them and give them lots of hugs and kisses everyday. They are my world. I pray for all those affected by cancer. It is a cruel cruel disease and I wish that we could save more than what we do without poisoning their systems.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
God, Church, and Religion
It is interesting how God works.
Let me start by saying the my Grandmother was an amazing women, she taught me a lot. I would go to church with her all the time and I could never wait till the weekend to go to church. I grew up in a Pentecostal church, I loved that church. Bellwood Pentecostal is where I went, sadly that church is no longer around. I went there until I was a teenager and I stopped going like I should and then I really had a distaste of going because when I was 17 yrs old I was diagnosed with asthma and allergies that effected my job at the time (it was outdoors) and I ended up being put on a steroid for a bit to help control the asthma. Now everyone knows that steroids cause you to gain weight. One of the people that I went to church with seen me at the store one day with my dad and I had gained some weight. Next thing I know my grandma is calling me going off because she was told that I was pregnant by my dad (stepdad but he is my dad). WTH really I had never had sex with anyone and I simply gained weight due to steroids and now people that have known me all my life and have known my family for much longer than that. I really began to loath going to that church. The church that I loved, the church that I grew up in. So I started going to a Methodist church with my best friend, come to find out that is the religion my family has always been, until my grandmother came to Richmond and found a Pentecostal church. Later when I was 18 I met my husband, whom was brought up totally different that I was, as he was brought up Catholic. Both had attended Baptist with other grandparents, but really that was not what we were looking for.
Seeings how we were different in the way we were brought up just stopped going to church. Every now and then I would catch church on tv or we would just go somewhere on a holiday and sometimes we would go with my husbands parents. When my husband went to my church it freaked him out a little bit and he didn't like it. I don't really like Catholic churchs, so we were at a crossroads on what to do and where to go. There had to be some sort of common ground right. But for the most part we just stopped going to church. I still prayed, I prayed alot, I am sure it is not like I should be praying, but either way I have always prayed.
Well my daughter is a girl scout, this is our third year. We started in a new troop this past fall and I learned about Girl Scout Sunday, which was the Sunday before last. Since our troop meets at a church, that is where I troop was to attend that day. It is a Methodist church. So my husband, myself, and our 2 kids went to this church and we really enjoyed the sermon, the people there were amazing. Towards the end of the service, the kids get out of children's church and they come back in with us. Our almost 2 year old was giving us a fit about sitting still and one of the ladies behind us asked if she could take him in the nursary to play, so we let her. So my husband and I agreed that we both liked the church, it has some Catholic tendency's and some tendency's that I like and it sort of fits and it is a common ground. The pastor at the church has only been with them since July, so they are still working on things they want to do with and for the church. They have a lot of great things and we like it. It is a fairly small congregation, but it suits us. So after 15years of marriage we finally found a common church ground and we found a church home.
So since we have found a church home, I have found that God is moving within me and I find myself changing. For instance the past two Sunday's I have been in church and since that first Sunday I have found myself with a Christian station on in my car when I am in it. If I get in and something else is on, it is put right back on the Christian station, I am finding myself not liking some of the stuff that just a couple weeks ago I did. Funny how that works. I find myself wanting to be at church or something with the church. God works in each of us and I think he knows when we need him and he knows when we need to be back with him. I want to live my life better and differently. I can't wait to see what he has in store for me and for my family.
God is changing me and he is bringing me peace. God is awesome!
Let me start by saying the my Grandmother was an amazing women, she taught me a lot. I would go to church with her all the time and I could never wait till the weekend to go to church. I grew up in a Pentecostal church, I loved that church. Bellwood Pentecostal is where I went, sadly that church is no longer around. I went there until I was a teenager and I stopped going like I should and then I really had a distaste of going because when I was 17 yrs old I was diagnosed with asthma and allergies that effected my job at the time (it was outdoors) and I ended up being put on a steroid for a bit to help control the asthma. Now everyone knows that steroids cause you to gain weight. One of the people that I went to church with seen me at the store one day with my dad and I had gained some weight. Next thing I know my grandma is calling me going off because she was told that I was pregnant by my dad (stepdad but he is my dad). WTH really I had never had sex with anyone and I simply gained weight due to steroids and now people that have known me all my life and have known my family for much longer than that. I really began to loath going to that church. The church that I loved, the church that I grew up in. So I started going to a Methodist church with my best friend, come to find out that is the religion my family has always been, until my grandmother came to Richmond and found a Pentecostal church. Later when I was 18 I met my husband, whom was brought up totally different that I was, as he was brought up Catholic. Both had attended Baptist with other grandparents, but really that was not what we were looking for.
Seeings how we were different in the way we were brought up just stopped going to church. Every now and then I would catch church on tv or we would just go somewhere on a holiday and sometimes we would go with my husbands parents. When my husband went to my church it freaked him out a little bit and he didn't like it. I don't really like Catholic churchs, so we were at a crossroads on what to do and where to go. There had to be some sort of common ground right. But for the most part we just stopped going to church. I still prayed, I prayed alot, I am sure it is not like I should be praying, but either way I have always prayed.
Well my daughter is a girl scout, this is our third year. We started in a new troop this past fall and I learned about Girl Scout Sunday, which was the Sunday before last. Since our troop meets at a church, that is where I troop was to attend that day. It is a Methodist church. So my husband, myself, and our 2 kids went to this church and we really enjoyed the sermon, the people there were amazing. Towards the end of the service, the kids get out of children's church and they come back in with us. Our almost 2 year old was giving us a fit about sitting still and one of the ladies behind us asked if she could take him in the nursary to play, so we let her. So my husband and I agreed that we both liked the church, it has some Catholic tendency's and some tendency's that I like and it sort of fits and it is a common ground. The pastor at the church has only been with them since July, so they are still working on things they want to do with and for the church. They have a lot of great things and we like it. It is a fairly small congregation, but it suits us. So after 15years of marriage we finally found a common church ground and we found a church home.
So since we have found a church home, I have found that God is moving within me and I find myself changing. For instance the past two Sunday's I have been in church and since that first Sunday I have found myself with a Christian station on in my car when I am in it. If I get in and something else is on, it is put right back on the Christian station, I am finding myself not liking some of the stuff that just a couple weeks ago I did. Funny how that works. I find myself wanting to be at church or something with the church. God works in each of us and I think he knows when we need him and he knows when we need to be back with him. I want to live my life better and differently. I can't wait to see what he has in store for me and for my family.
God is changing me and he is bringing me peace. God is awesome!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Jan. 26, 1996 ~ 15 yrs
Jan 26, 1996: Was one of the happiest days of my life. That was the day that I married my best friend, the love of my life, my soul mate, the father of my children, and the man that I will be spending the rest of my life with.
I can't believe that it has been 15 years already (tomorrow). It seems like it has gone by so fast. Our wedding day was an interesting one. My sister in law got a ticket on the way to our wedding, my in laws were not happy that I was stealing their little boy at the age of 18 (a few hrs away from being 19), the JOP that was going to marry us never showed, we ended up getting married later than expected because we were calling around to find a last minute replacement (luckily we were able to get one of our friends cousins to come marry us), I broke out in hives because I didn't think I would end up getting married, we didn't get much to eat (well I didn't because I was hidden away), by the time we finally got married my dad was toasted and I thought for sure he was going to make me fall walking me down the isle and then when the preacher asked who give me away my dad was suppose to say her mother and I, but instead yelled in the preachers face I do and all you could smell was alcohol (thanking back it was pretty dag on funny).
I am just glad everyone hung around. It wasn't perfect but it was us and the funny thing is it turned out the way it was suppose to and even funnier still is that our life has turned out a lot like that. When we think we are down and out and things are not going to work, someone comes along to help us up. I am so thankful for the family that I married into, they are wonderful and I guess you could say I grew on them.
Our first 5 years were very rough and included lots of fighting, arguing, and even a short separation. We found our way back to one another and we knew that we were meant to be. Our 6th year of marriage we learned a lot about what we are made of we learned to communicate with each other, that was our biggest problem the first 5. But you see something very special happened right before our 6th wedding anniversary, we found out we were expecting out first child, then in June our little girl was born 16 weeks to early. We survived it. I remember the nurses were really concerned because Jeff and I had just gotten back together not long before I got pregnant and they told me that having a child that premature does one of two things for couples, it tears them completely apart or it pulls them closer together. I can say going through that time in my life, I would not have wanted to do it with anyone else, he was not just my rock but we were each others rock. A month after our daughter was born we lost a very dear friend, Jason. He was Harleyann's Godfather. He was a wonderful person and is greatly missed. One thing that Jeff and I did when Harleyann was in the NICU for the 176 days she was there was go for a ride anywhere and just talk. We had so many talks about her, us, life, goals, what we wanted for her, but most importantly we were communicating and opening up and sharing out fears and we prayed together. I think that was God's reasoning behind choosing us to be parents of this teeny tiny miracle. Our 7th anniversary rolled around and Harleyann had been home for 2 months and we were always on the go, Dr's apts, even having to travel to Duke University in NC, our life was constantly in motion, I felt like we were never at home. That went on for a couple of years. The year we celebrated 9 yrs of marriage we bought our first house, where we still remain. The year we celebrated 12 yrs of marriage we found out that we were going to have our 2nd child. I was on bed rest and had surgery and had to have shots and was at the Dr's office all the time getting ultrasounds and checked to make sure he didn't come early, I was even in the hospital a few times because of preterm labor. The year we celebrated 13 yrs of marriage we had our son in March, at 37 wks, not without complications. This last year had sadness as we lost my dad, whom happened to be my husbands best friend. My dad loved Jeff and would do anything for him, he told me more than once that I got a good man. The last year also had a lot of joy as both Jeff and I had a major accomplishment, we graduated with our Associates Degree, we are now on our way to our Bachelor's degree. Now on the Eve of our 15th anniversary, I think about all we have been through and how far in life we have come and I wonder where our life will continue to take us. Hopefully, God will continue to bless us.
My dad was right, I do have a good man. I would not have changed anything. I like doing things our way and on our time. We have dealt with hardships and have came out the other side stronger than before and closer than ever.
I love Jeff with every fiber of my being. He is truly my best friend, my life partner, and my soul mate. I don't want to think about life without him and I hope we have many many many more years together.
I can't believe that it has been 15 years already (tomorrow). It seems like it has gone by so fast. Our wedding day was an interesting one. My sister in law got a ticket on the way to our wedding, my in laws were not happy that I was stealing their little boy at the age of 18 (a few hrs away from being 19), the JOP that was going to marry us never showed, we ended up getting married later than expected because we were calling around to find a last minute replacement (luckily we were able to get one of our friends cousins to come marry us), I broke out in hives because I didn't think I would end up getting married, we didn't get much to eat (well I didn't because I was hidden away), by the time we finally got married my dad was toasted and I thought for sure he was going to make me fall walking me down the isle and then when the preacher asked who give me away my dad was suppose to say her mother and I, but instead yelled in the preachers face I do and all you could smell was alcohol (thanking back it was pretty dag on funny).
I am just glad everyone hung around. It wasn't perfect but it was us and the funny thing is it turned out the way it was suppose to and even funnier still is that our life has turned out a lot like that. When we think we are down and out and things are not going to work, someone comes along to help us up. I am so thankful for the family that I married into, they are wonderful and I guess you could say I grew on them.
Our first 5 years were very rough and included lots of fighting, arguing, and even a short separation. We found our way back to one another and we knew that we were meant to be. Our 6th year of marriage we learned a lot about what we are made of we learned to communicate with each other, that was our biggest problem the first 5. But you see something very special happened right before our 6th wedding anniversary, we found out we were expecting out first child, then in June our little girl was born 16 weeks to early. We survived it. I remember the nurses were really concerned because Jeff and I had just gotten back together not long before I got pregnant and they told me that having a child that premature does one of two things for couples, it tears them completely apart or it pulls them closer together. I can say going through that time in my life, I would not have wanted to do it with anyone else, he was not just my rock but we were each others rock. A month after our daughter was born we lost a very dear friend, Jason. He was Harleyann's Godfather. He was a wonderful person and is greatly missed. One thing that Jeff and I did when Harleyann was in the NICU for the 176 days she was there was go for a ride anywhere and just talk. We had so many talks about her, us, life, goals, what we wanted for her, but most importantly we were communicating and opening up and sharing out fears and we prayed together. I think that was God's reasoning behind choosing us to be parents of this teeny tiny miracle. Our 7th anniversary rolled around and Harleyann had been home for 2 months and we were always on the go, Dr's apts, even having to travel to Duke University in NC, our life was constantly in motion, I felt like we were never at home. That went on for a couple of years. The year we celebrated 9 yrs of marriage we bought our first house, where we still remain. The year we celebrated 12 yrs of marriage we found out that we were going to have our 2nd child. I was on bed rest and had surgery and had to have shots and was at the Dr's office all the time getting ultrasounds and checked to make sure he didn't come early, I was even in the hospital a few times because of preterm labor. The year we celebrated 13 yrs of marriage we had our son in March, at 37 wks, not without complications. This last year had sadness as we lost my dad, whom happened to be my husbands best friend. My dad loved Jeff and would do anything for him, he told me more than once that I got a good man. The last year also had a lot of joy as both Jeff and I had a major accomplishment, we graduated with our Associates Degree, we are now on our way to our Bachelor's degree. Now on the Eve of our 15th anniversary, I think about all we have been through and how far in life we have come and I wonder where our life will continue to take us. Hopefully, God will continue to bless us.
My dad was right, I do have a good man. I would not have changed anything. I like doing things our way and on our time. We have dealt with hardships and have came out the other side stronger than before and closer than ever.
I love Jeff with every fiber of my being. He is truly my best friend, my life partner, and my soul mate. I don't want to think about life without him and I hope we have many many many more years together.
To Jeff:
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY HONEY!!
Here's to the next 15 years and whatever it has to offer.
I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!!!!
OMG It's Going to Snow
I live in Va, from time to time we do get a lot of snow, even still it is not enough to where you are snowed in. So really you do not need to run to the store and buy up all the milk and bread. Sometimes people generally need to go because they need that stuff. But I am not snowed in enough ever to not be able to go to the store in the snow. Most people still have to work so they get out and go to work, so why can't they go get a gallon of milk when they run out. I, being a SAHM, choose not to go out and drive in those types of conditions, but I am not running to the store when they are calling for snow just because OMG It's Gonna Snow, to buy up all the bread and milk. My husband on the other hand has no choice to go out in it because he has to work so he has to go out in it, so if I run out of bread or milk I just call him and tell him to pick some up on the way home.
So I got to thinking about it and again since I am a SAHM, I think that if they call for snow instead of running to get milk and bread, if you have to be stay home with your kids then you need to run to the store and get the following if they call for snow:
*Wine
Cocoa mix (because we know our kids will run out for 15 mins and be back in freezing and needing something to warm them up)
*Wine
Milk (only because I need it for my hot cocoa)
*Wine
Something constructive for the kids to do even when it is only going to last 5 mins before you get "I'm bored!"
*Wine
Chocolates
*Tequilla (or your liquor preference, for the really rough parts of the day when your kids are fighting)
Orange Juice and finally
*Wine
Now if you go down the list and just ignore all the ones that do not have stars then you will be set for our snow storm :)
But then again no you go ahead and buy all the milk and bread, I'll gladly buy the wine :D
So I got to thinking about it and again since I am a SAHM, I think that if they call for snow instead of running to get milk and bread, if you have to be stay home with your kids then you need to run to the store and get the following if they call for snow:
*Wine
Cocoa mix (because we know our kids will run out for 15 mins and be back in freezing and needing something to warm them up)
*Wine
Milk (only because I need it for my hot cocoa)
*Wine
Something constructive for the kids to do even when it is only going to last 5 mins before you get "I'm bored!"
*Wine
Chocolates
*Tequilla (or your liquor preference, for the really rough parts of the day when your kids are fighting)
Orange Juice and finally
*Wine
Now if you go down the list and just ignore all the ones that do not have stars then you will be set for our snow storm :)
But then again no you go ahead and buy all the milk and bread, I'll gladly buy the wine :D
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