Guys I have to apologize! I once again went MIA with no explanation. But I have a good reason I promise… I am pregnant with baby number 3! We are super excited!
I had severe morning sickness in the first trimester and a blood pressure scare as well. On top of that I was just so exhausted that It was hard enough keeping up with the boys all day and so blogging took a backseat. I am not working now, finances are super tight, but we are praying and keeping it moving.
Jon has been working like crazy, he is teaching drum lessons after work and it is going fabulously! But that means I have little, to no breaks. And I am okay with that. i am blessed to be here with the boys. But they truly needed me when I wasn’t taking a nap on the couch or hurled over the toilet. We have watched way too much TV in the past 3 months!
Now that I am in the second trimester I am feeling so much better! I am walking at least 2 miles a day, doing PiYo and eating super healthy (aside from that shrimp PoBoy I HAD do have last night).
I thank you for your continued support and I am really looking forward to interacting with you all once again!
I will be posting M-F and be active on social media. I am also doing a monthly homeschooling post on TOTS Family (my nickname in middle school was Tot so that’s super cool). Let’s connect!!
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I was in the middle of a Homeschooling blog series when our world was rocked. I am taking some time to deal, process and hug my babies to the point of driving them nuts. Lucas has been having nightmares and so have I so sleep is also much needed.
Until then please check out my giveaways, there are some great ones:)
Starting tomorrow -
Part three to my homeschooling series was to come out tonight but I haven’t finished writing it. I planned on finishing it after Jon got home tonight. We had our first homeschool field trip today and it was awesome, but this evening something horrifying happened.
Please, KEEP A CLOSE EYE ON YOUR KIDS! Tonight at the McDonalds a homeless woman grabbed Lucas told him to come with her and tried to walk out with him. I was right there and grabbed him out of her arms, while Jon came over and told her to get her hands off him. The police were called but she was gone. But it only takes a second people, it happened so fast and even with me watching and walking towards her as I saw her approaching Lucas (I mean I was so close I could hear her telling him to come with her, I was just telling Jon we were sitting in the high top which was right next to the register) I couldn’t believe what was happening. I shudder to think if I had my back turned getting ketchup or a straw and she had those extra seconds to get out the door. Seriously. I am still shaking.
So forgive me. I will get it posted tomorrow but I need to call it a night. I am just too shaken to write or even think. Praise to God for protecting my baby.
My little dude is soooo onto me when I try to give him greens with dinner. It doesn’t stop me, but he never eats them. With breakfast we offer a fruit, which he usually eats, and with lunch and dinner we also offer a fruit and some kind of veggie. But he never eats them!
Two nights ago Lucas woke from his sleep and asked me to snuggle him. I tucked him back in bed, and wrapped him in my arms. He let out a huge sigh, interlocked his fingers in mine and whispered “Mama” in that sweet angel baby voice, that at 4, has almost been replaced with his preschooler inquisitive and matter-of-fact talk.
I laid there with him taking it all in, tears rolled down my cheeks as I knew this was a moment to cherish. The smell of his freshly washed hair and skin was intoxicating and I thought to myself this moment, and other moments like this one, that’s when it is worth it. Don’t get me wrong – it is always worth it. But those precious moments, the ones you can make a Hallmark commercial for, that’s when I feel most appreciated, most loved, most cherished.
Wow, the day has come and gone. I have an 18 year old. When my sister came to live with us at 12, I was 26 and Jon was 27. We had been married for 4 years but Jon and I have been together since we were 19 and 20, so he knew Anastacia since she was 4. NEVER did we think she would become apart of our family, as in one of our kids.
When she was born I was 14 and I loved her so much, and at night I would pray that we would be close no matter our age difference. But I moved out at 17 and we did drift apart. I took her out to the movies and to the beach and I spoiled her rotten with gifts on birthdays and holidays, but it is not the same as living with your sibling. But little did we know God had other plans.
We just got back from a mini family vacation. Jon’s parents took us to the beach for three days and we had a suite next to theirs, right on the beach. This girl was in heaven. It was especially nice because the kids would just head over to their suite to hang out, eat cookies and dig in the sand with them. Jon and I took our first nap together, without the kids, since we have had kids. It was absolutely divine.
I did not take ANY pictures on the first two days (I use my phone for pics most times and rarely bring my camera). I left my phone in the room and only checked it twice a day. It made a huge difference. I felt so connected – to real life!
Summer. We have looked forward to it since January. We planned this year, saving a nice chunk from each check to maintain bills through August (wow did it hurt!). And now it is here. And we are enjoying it.
This is the first year since Jon has been a teacher (8 years!) that he has not taught summer school or done anything outside of the home for work. I am still working (thankfully my job is at home), but getting my stuff done early so we can really enjoy.
So I am back at this blogging thing again and this time I plan to keep up with it. I just needed a break. I was struggling in life, even before I started this blog. For those who knew me, it was obvious. My work suffered, my relationships suffered. I suffered.
One of my favorite things about being a mother, the one thing I cherish most – snuggles. I can’t get enough. Every day I MUST snuggle my kids several times. I do it while playing with both of them, and I do it when I get that special individual time.
Usually Liam sleeps longer than Lucas, so when Lucas wakes up, we spend that time snuggling on the couch reading stories or talking. He likes to pretend he is Shrek, I am Fiona. We drink magic potion (my coffee, his milk) and we just talk. And I kiss him all over, and I kiss his special spot on the back of his sweet little neck while he giggles and asks for more. I can’t get enough.