It seems the mailMAN is trying to neglect his job even further. My mom taught me this trick that when it's the wrong address, or somebody no longer lives at your address you write RTS (return to sender) or NO LONGER AT ADDRESS or circle the address and add a ? because it's totally not your address, and then you leave it standing up in your mailbox/hanging out of the mailbox, and the nice mailMAN takes it and figures out the rest...
Well NOT MY MAILMAN! Grrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
Oh and PPS Diaper Argument Update: 4-5 times a day on average.
11.3.10
10.3.10
Bothersome
There are little tiny inconveniences in life that are just too bothersome to let go of- I'm sure you can all agree with me. I was discussing this one with a friend during a play date yesterday. Why is it that my mailMAN (not mailwoman or mailperson) cannot for the life of him READ the address on the things he puts in my mailbox? Why is it that, on an almost daily basis, there is something in my mailbox that belongs in someone's mailbox down the street? Can I emphasize ALMOST DAILY??? It is slightly disconcerting that one who is paid to know how to read an address, just can't bring himself to do so. Tsk tsk Mr. Mailman tsk tsk!
9.3.10
Discussion
Thanks for all the comments on my last post. I hope everyone understands that I posted because I needed feedback, so I would never in a million years be offended by any comments left. Especially because I'm sitting on one side of the fence while some people are on the other and yet others have been on both. It's great to have perspective and input from all aspects and I really appreciate the "discussion" because it's a hard one to have.
I do want to clear up one thing, because I do think it could be taken in the wrong way. When I was talking about Steve and I trying to have Kalea, it did come across like I was comparing my experience to infertility. I'm really sorry, that was not at all my intention. I was trying to explain our own feelings as far as our journey and maybe I should've just told the story I wanted to about it and it wouldn't have sounded like I was comparing that to infertility. So I am sorry if that came across wrong. I can't imagine what that would be like and wouldn't ever want to sound insensitive to this subject, since I can't begin to put myself in those shoes, again I'm really sorry.
Bottom line, no matter what, we can all be influential in the life of a child. I've learned that from many women who have touched my life, from all parts of the spectrum. They will never know how deeply their love and testimonies have affected me, but I am so grateful. That should be another post :)
I do want to clear up one thing, because I do think it could be taken in the wrong way. When I was talking about Steve and I trying to have Kalea, it did come across like I was comparing my experience to infertility. I'm really sorry, that was not at all my intention. I was trying to explain our own feelings as far as our journey and maybe I should've just told the story I wanted to about it and it wouldn't have sounded like I was comparing that to infertility. So I am sorry if that came across wrong. I can't imagine what that would be like and wouldn't ever want to sound insensitive to this subject, since I can't begin to put myself in those shoes, again I'm really sorry.
Bottom line, no matter what, we can all be influential in the life of a child. I've learned that from many women who have touched my life, from all parts of the spectrum. They will never know how deeply their love and testimonies have affected me, but I am so grateful. That should be another post :)
6.3.10
Please Don't Take This Post The Wrong Way
I have been thinking really hard about a sensitive way to respond to something I read on an acquaintence's blog a while ago. It has bothered me for a few reasons, but maybe I just need to say what I feel and then it'll make me feel better? I dunno... I'm trying to be really sensitive to both sides of the issue because infertility has struck so close to home on so many levels.
I can honestly say that I feel for everyone in the quest to have a child, I really really do and I think that's the common denominator in what I'm going to share. So let me share... This person wrote a post about how they were annoyed with how insensitive people were when talking of their pregnancies. How they complained about aches and pains and all the discomforts associated with pregnancy. She waxed long about how unfair it was that these ladies seemed not to understand that they were so blessed to have the aches/pains, etc... She talked of how she would never complain about anything if she were ever given this opportunity. Talked of how she would love it so much more etc... She also went on to talk about how she'd feel about mothering and how she wouldn't complain about her kids, etc... or about having to take care of them or about how she would appreciate being a mom that much more because of all she would have to go through in order to have them. I hurt on this topic for a few reasons. I think most ladies who are able to birth their own babies would agree that they feel blessed. I am pretty certain that most ladies who have children love them and love the mundane moments just as much as the next person. I am positive that mothering is NOT EASY no matter how you come about doing it. I was rather offended that this person said she would appreciate being a mother more because of what should would have to go through. As a mother that hurt. Who is anyone to say that they would appreciate it more or less than another mother? There were days when Steve and I were trying that I felt really discouraged, I felt sad and alone and like I never wanted to open another pregnancy test again because I didn't want to see the stupid "negative" sign. There were days that I ached about it and hated hearing about other people's aches/pains and not have my own to deal with. There were days when people would ask when we were going to have a baby or aren't you pregnant yet, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry because I wasn't. It is not always as easy as it seems for anyone. There are days when the human body just hurts. The load of pregnancy is huge, and maybe this person wouldn't complain, but I'm pretty sure that the minute her toes felt like sausages ready to explode, she would shed some tears and say how it hurts. I feel badly that this person has judged those of us that have been blessed to carry our own children. I feel badly that she has also judged herself. Becoming a mother is not easy. We all have certain expectations of ourselves. When it comes to mothering, there are days that I have felt like I seriously went wrong somewhere. There are days when I love every minute. It's a rollercoaster ride that is easier to take when you have a clear perspective of it. There is a process that we all go through to get to this parenting part of the journey through life. Because we are human we will all have human emotions about it. I would hope and pray that when this person becomes a mother, she will not feel too guilty about having a down day, about having a really rough morning or a crazy evening. The expectations we put on ourselves are sometimes too high, too far-reaching. I've had this talk with Steve so many times, through tears, about so many areas of life. Whether or not you can birth your own babies, or they come into your life in another way, won't make you any better at mothering than the next person. Because once you are given that life to care for, you have become equal to any other woman put to the task, you may go about it in a different way, but you will be a mother, just as anyone else is a mother. From talking to other mothers, there is a commonality in the gifts we are given when we come into this new role, it doesn't seem like one is better than the next, it seems that Heavenly Father has helped us in the same areas with very similar feelings, intuition, etc... We are all different, but we are all the same. I have two children whom I love and adore everyday. Please don't tell me that if they were yours you could love them any more. I have taken my own journey, you will take yours and in the end we are both women taking care of the wonderful spirits that have been sent into our homes.
I can honestly say that I feel for everyone in the quest to have a child, I really really do and I think that's the common denominator in what I'm going to share. So let me share... This person wrote a post about how they were annoyed with how insensitive people were when talking of their pregnancies. How they complained about aches and pains and all the discomforts associated with pregnancy. She waxed long about how unfair it was that these ladies seemed not to understand that they were so blessed to have the aches/pains, etc... She talked of how she would never complain about anything if she were ever given this opportunity. Talked of how she would love it so much more etc... She also went on to talk about how she'd feel about mothering and how she wouldn't complain about her kids, etc... or about having to take care of them or about how she would appreciate being a mom that much more because of all she would have to go through in order to have them. I hurt on this topic for a few reasons. I think most ladies who are able to birth their own babies would agree that they feel blessed. I am pretty certain that most ladies who have children love them and love the mundane moments just as much as the next person. I am positive that mothering is NOT EASY no matter how you come about doing it. I was rather offended that this person said she would appreciate being a mother more because of what should would have to go through. As a mother that hurt. Who is anyone to say that they would appreciate it more or less than another mother? There were days when Steve and I were trying that I felt really discouraged, I felt sad and alone and like I never wanted to open another pregnancy test again because I didn't want to see the stupid "negative" sign. There were days that I ached about it and hated hearing about other people's aches/pains and not have my own to deal with. There were days when people would ask when we were going to have a baby or aren't you pregnant yet, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry because I wasn't. It is not always as easy as it seems for anyone. There are days when the human body just hurts. The load of pregnancy is huge, and maybe this person wouldn't complain, but I'm pretty sure that the minute her toes felt like sausages ready to explode, she would shed some tears and say how it hurts. I feel badly that this person has judged those of us that have been blessed to carry our own children. I feel badly that she has also judged herself. Becoming a mother is not easy. We all have certain expectations of ourselves. When it comes to mothering, there are days that I have felt like I seriously went wrong somewhere. There are days when I love every minute. It's a rollercoaster ride that is easier to take when you have a clear perspective of it. There is a process that we all go through to get to this parenting part of the journey through life. Because we are human we will all have human emotions about it. I would hope and pray that when this person becomes a mother, she will not feel too guilty about having a down day, about having a really rough morning or a crazy evening. The expectations we put on ourselves are sometimes too high, too far-reaching. I've had this talk with Steve so many times, through tears, about so many areas of life. Whether or not you can birth your own babies, or they come into your life in another way, won't make you any better at mothering than the next person. Because once you are given that life to care for, you have become equal to any other woman put to the task, you may go about it in a different way, but you will be a mother, just as anyone else is a mother. From talking to other mothers, there is a commonality in the gifts we are given when we come into this new role, it doesn't seem like one is better than the next, it seems that Heavenly Father has helped us in the same areas with very similar feelings, intuition, etc... We are all different, but we are all the same. I have two children whom I love and adore everyday. Please don't tell me that if they were yours you could love them any more. I have taken my own journey, you will take yours and in the end we are both women taking care of the wonderful spirits that have been sent into our homes.
2.3.10
Has It Only Been 3?
3yrs ago today, Steve and I were married "for time and all eternity".
I can't believe it's only been 3 years, it seems like much longer- in a good way. I don't mean to gush, but boy am I glad I found this guy. He does everything a good husband should, and then he does everything a good wife should! It's a work in progress :)
On a more serious note, at the risk of people thinking that this is easy, it's not. Dating wasn't easy. We had highs and lows, and they didn't stop at the temple. We worked really really hard to get there, I don't think anyone will ever really know what that journey was like for us. But it was all so worth it. Everyday since then has been worth it too. We are still working really hard at this, I hope we always do. I have been learning/growing with, and loving this man for much longer than the 3yrs and 2 kids we have to show for it.
I am thankful everyday that I have Steve to share this all with.
I'm glad we met when we did, where we did. I'm glad that we had years of being acquainted and then friends. I'm grateful for all those little happenings that allowed us the opportunity to make choices that led to each other. Steve's out of town at the moment, and I beat him to the morning text, but this is part of what he said (don't tell him I shared this, he would be so mad)
"Best part about doing this job is I get to wear my ring all the time".
Awwwwwwwwww MELT! One more reason to be happy he's not machining anymore!
The best part of all is knowing that I am his and he is mine, forever.
Love you babe, happy 3rd!
I can't believe it's only been 3 years, it seems like much longer- in a good way. I don't mean to gush, but boy am I glad I found this guy. He does everything a good husband should, and then he does everything a good wife should! It's a work in progress :)
On a more serious note, at the risk of people thinking that this is easy, it's not. Dating wasn't easy. We had highs and lows, and they didn't stop at the temple. We worked really really hard to get there, I don't think anyone will ever really know what that journey was like for us. But it was all so worth it. Everyday since then has been worth it too. We are still working really hard at this, I hope we always do. I have been learning/growing with, and loving this man for much longer than the 3yrs and 2 kids we have to show for it.
I am thankful everyday that I have Steve to share this all with.
I'm glad we met when we did, where we did. I'm glad that we had years of being acquainted and then friends. I'm grateful for all those little happenings that allowed us the opportunity to make choices that led to each other. Steve's out of town at the moment, and I beat him to the morning text, but this is part of what he said (don't tell him I shared this, he would be so mad)
"Best part about doing this job is I get to wear my ring all the time".
Awwwwwwwwww MELT! One more reason to be happy he's not machining anymore!
The best part of all is knowing that I am his and he is mine, forever.
Love you babe, happy 3rd!
24.2.10
Fun Times... Kinda Sorta
Well friends/family we have news... No we are not preggers again- all I can say when I think about that is EW. There are about a million other things that I would enjoy doing before that ever crosses my mind again, trust me on that one.
Steve-O is currently without job, kinda. It's actually kinda funny how it worked out. My bro-in-law runs a security systems company and we spent the long weekend in Edmonton visiting family and discussing the possibility of Steve working for him for the summer. So on the drive home we decided that Steve would give his notice in the next little while. Well, Steve went into work on Tuesday morning and his boss had a spazz attack because Steve wasn't there on Friday so he fired him! Now some would say this is a bad bad thing, but he fired Steve without "just cause" because Steve had given him notice that he wasn't going to be in on Friday, therefore bossman was in the wrong. So Steve had a man-to-man with his boss and found out some interesting things, and basically his boss apologized and told him to go home and come in in the morning to talk some more. Well Steve went back and told his boss that he'd take the firing, which was surprising to his boss. But luckily for us, the "law" states that Steve gets 4wks pay because his employer chose not to give him termination notice and he's worked there for over 4yrs :) It just happens to be just over 4wks until Steve starts working for our bro-in-law. So that worked out pretty good for us, since he'll be working away for 6wks in Ft.Mac. The girls are really enjoying having Daddy around, and well to be totally honest, it's nice to have a bit of a break when it comes to running the house and picking up after the girls. The only thing that seems to repeatedly allude us is getting every single dish cleaned and put away.
In other news...
Brynlee can roll tummy to back and back to tummy, but not consecutively.
Kalea has cut some of her back molars and we think she's having a growth spurt AGAIN! She's wearing 2T easily now, and her "little" feet are in sz.6 toddler shoes. She never ceases to amaze me with her smarts and holds her own in our newest fun of VERBAL BATTLES
Me: Kalea lie down so we can change your bum.
K: NO (body rolling, legs kicking)
Me: Yes please
K: NO
(I wrangle her to the ground)
Me: Kalea, legs down
K: (kicking wildly) NOOOOOO
Me: It's pretty gross to sit in a soggy diaper Kalea. You don't want to be the gross girl, you're too cute for that...
K: NO NO NO
Me: Seriously, why can't you just go on the potty like Mommy? This is so gross...
K: (high pitched shrill squeals) Noooooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Etc...
I do recognize that I am lucky to get to deal with this kind of behavior, but it is getting so old! It's funny to think about but honestly, does anyone realize how many diaper changes we have a day, and how often this conversation plays out IN ONE DAY??? I will count, for your information tomorrow- oooh I bet you're all so excited!
In Mommy News
Fern my "friend" (after last night I dunno) took me to SpaLady for an Iron Reps class last night. It was my first real workout since Brynlee was born. I say "first real" because I dunno that the Wii Fit really counts as a strenuous workout, but it's a fun way to burn calories. This class involved a barbell and 2.5-10lb weights. Let me first say that the 10lb weights never made it onto the ends of my barbell, no sir. It was an awesome class and went by way too fast. I dare say it was one of the best classes I've ever done, mostly for the fact that it seemed so easy to me while I was doing it, but when I was walking out I was really feeling the after burn. A+ for Iron Reps. Seriously, if you have a membership to SpaLady I highly recommend this one. I don't and therefore, guess what's on the top of my birthday gift list this year? If I only go for this one class, it will be worth it! My body is full-out rejecting me after that workout. Feels good. I won't even tell you how annoying I was last night- I don't think my endorphins have been that high in a LOOONG time, Steve was wondering what they put in the water at that place? Fern and I stopped at the Starbucks drive-thru on the way home- I got an Orange Mango Banana smoothie and it was pure heaven in a cup- with a straw. And might I add, the Starbucks Guy was just as cute as any Starbucks Guy I ever remember encountering. Do they purposely hire that type? I think they must. He offered us free stuff- free food stuff people- that's what cute Starbucks Guys do. I used to flirt with cute Starbucks Guys on a regular basis, I think Tara will remember that from our hot chocolate dates in high school/ysa? It seems like forever ago... Tara, we should hit up this Starbucks ;) Kidding. Steve thinks it's hilarious that I reverted to my high school self for a night because truth be told, the cute Starbucks Guy is probably YOUNGER than me... When did that happen? When did I become OLDER than the cute Starbucks Guy? We'll answer that another time...
Anyways...
I can't believe anyone has stuck around this long to finish reading this post. Sorry for the self-indulgence of it.
Husband Jobless for a few weeks= Awesome-ish
Husband Working far away for a few weeks= Not so awesome-ish
Kids being kids= Awesome
Working Out to the point of Endorphin High= Awesome
Body Aching for days= Not so awesome, but awesome
Husband mocking me about cute Starbucks Guy= Awesome
I honestly love my husband, he is way WAY CUTER than that Starbucks Guy any day of the week, his reaction to me last night was pretty classic. I think he was just wondering what the heck was wrong with me and when would I finally crash, but I dunno that I have yet. When I do I'm sure it'll be pretty epic though. I'm gearing up for a rough day tomorrow- rough as in I don't think I'll be able to move :S Wish me luck!
Steve-O is currently without job, kinda. It's actually kinda funny how it worked out. My bro-in-law runs a security systems company and we spent the long weekend in Edmonton visiting family and discussing the possibility of Steve working for him for the summer. So on the drive home we decided that Steve would give his notice in the next little while. Well, Steve went into work on Tuesday morning and his boss had a spazz attack because Steve wasn't there on Friday so he fired him! Now some would say this is a bad bad thing, but he fired Steve without "just cause" because Steve had given him notice that he wasn't going to be in on Friday, therefore bossman was in the wrong. So Steve had a man-to-man with his boss and found out some interesting things, and basically his boss apologized and told him to go home and come in in the morning to talk some more. Well Steve went back and told his boss that he'd take the firing, which was surprising to his boss. But luckily for us, the "law" states that Steve gets 4wks pay because his employer chose not to give him termination notice and he's worked there for over 4yrs :) It just happens to be just over 4wks until Steve starts working for our bro-in-law. So that worked out pretty good for us, since he'll be working away for 6wks in Ft.Mac. The girls are really enjoying having Daddy around, and well to be totally honest, it's nice to have a bit of a break when it comes to running the house and picking up after the girls. The only thing that seems to repeatedly allude us is getting every single dish cleaned and put away.
In other news...
Brynlee can roll tummy to back and back to tummy, but not consecutively.
Kalea has cut some of her back molars and we think she's having a growth spurt AGAIN! She's wearing 2T easily now, and her "little" feet are in sz.6 toddler shoes. She never ceases to amaze me with her smarts and holds her own in our newest fun of VERBAL BATTLES
Me: Kalea lie down so we can change your bum.
K: NO (body rolling, legs kicking)
Me: Yes please
K: NO
(I wrangle her to the ground)
Me: Kalea, legs down
K: (kicking wildly) NOOOOOO
Me: It's pretty gross to sit in a soggy diaper Kalea. You don't want to be the gross girl, you're too cute for that...
K: NO NO NO
Me: Seriously, why can't you just go on the potty like Mommy? This is so gross...
K: (high pitched shrill squeals) Noooooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Etc...
I do recognize that I am lucky to get to deal with this kind of behavior, but it is getting so old! It's funny to think about but honestly, does anyone realize how many diaper changes we have a day, and how often this conversation plays out IN ONE DAY??? I will count, for your information tomorrow- oooh I bet you're all so excited!
In Mommy News
Fern my "friend" (after last night I dunno) took me to SpaLady for an Iron Reps class last night. It was my first real workout since Brynlee was born. I say "first real" because I dunno that the Wii Fit really counts as a strenuous workout, but it's a fun way to burn calories. This class involved a barbell and 2.5-10lb weights. Let me first say that the 10lb weights never made it onto the ends of my barbell, no sir. It was an awesome class and went by way too fast. I dare say it was one of the best classes I've ever done, mostly for the fact that it seemed so easy to me while I was doing it, but when I was walking out I was really feeling the after burn. A+ for Iron Reps. Seriously, if you have a membership to SpaLady I highly recommend this one. I don't and therefore, guess what's on the top of my birthday gift list this year? If I only go for this one class, it will be worth it! My body is full-out rejecting me after that workout. Feels good. I won't even tell you how annoying I was last night- I don't think my endorphins have been that high in a LOOONG time, Steve was wondering what they put in the water at that place? Fern and I stopped at the Starbucks drive-thru on the way home- I got an Orange Mango Banana smoothie and it was pure heaven in a cup- with a straw. And might I add, the Starbucks Guy was just as cute as any Starbucks Guy I ever remember encountering. Do they purposely hire that type? I think they must. He offered us free stuff- free food stuff people- that's what cute Starbucks Guys do. I used to flirt with cute Starbucks Guys on a regular basis, I think Tara will remember that from our hot chocolate dates in high school/ysa? It seems like forever ago... Tara, we should hit up this Starbucks ;) Kidding. Steve thinks it's hilarious that I reverted to my high school self for a night because truth be told, the cute Starbucks Guy is probably YOUNGER than me... When did that happen? When did I become OLDER than the cute Starbucks Guy? We'll answer that another time...
Anyways...
I can't believe anyone has stuck around this long to finish reading this post. Sorry for the self-indulgence of it.
Husband Jobless for a few weeks= Awesome-ish
Husband Working far away for a few weeks= Not so awesome-ish
Kids being kids= Awesome
Working Out to the point of Endorphin High= Awesome
Body Aching for days= Not so awesome, but awesome
Husband mocking me about cute Starbucks Guy= Awesome
I honestly love my husband, he is way WAY CUTER than that Starbucks Guy any day of the week, his reaction to me last night was pretty classic. I think he was just wondering what the heck was wrong with me and when would I finally crash, but I dunno that I have yet. When I do I'm sure it'll be pretty epic though. I'm gearing up for a rough day tomorrow- rough as in I don't think I'll be able to move :S Wish me luck!
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