Mommy.... It's my favorite name

Being sick is no fun, you are congested or sick to your stomach, tired, fatigued and you just need to rest and sleep as much as you can until it passes. That is, unless you are a mommy (or Daddy), then you just do all the normal stuff that you do, take care of the kids, dinner, bathes, shop for groceries, work, read bedtime stories   …. and because of the rest that you need but can’t really take you just get to feel like shit for twice as long (winning!...NOT). Unfortunately the tiny little humans that you created don’t really understand or care that you are sick and don’t feel good. They are still hungry when it is dinner time and tired when it is time for baths and bed.   I just finished a winter that I was sick with tonsillitis seven times. That is about 35 days that I felt so crap-tastic that I eventually went to see an ENT about having my tonsils and android removed.   I met with Dr. Huang (who if you live in the Springfield, IL area and need an ENT I highly r...

My baby sister got married this weekend, she could not have looked more beautiful and her ceremony and reception were magnificent.   My other sister and I were her co-maids of honor. I had many ‘favorite’ memories of the day, I loved seeing her and my dad walk down the aisle and then seeing her and her new husband be announced and walk back up the isle as husband and wife.   I loved toasting to her and her new hubby at the reception and dancing the night away. But what I liked most were the moments in the bridal suite, sitting around the table with us all getting our hair and make-up done.   This was the time that we go to REALLY talk.   This was the time that we could ‘ohh’ and ‘ahh’ over each other as we would finish getting our hair and make-up done and complement each other as to how beautiful the other looked.   This was the time we talked about funny stories from when Abby was growing up.   We also got to hear about the funny stories when Ch...

Life with children is stressful, whether you are a stay-at-home parent or a “working” parent. (Those who know me know I hate both of these terms, but I will go with it, because this seems to be the common nomenclature.) Life without children is stressful, between work, school, friends, parents, siblings, money and significant others you can find yourself getting overwhelmed and then if you add kids to the mix, shit can hit the fan in about 2.2 seconds. Not everything in my life is perfect and it never will be, what a boring person I would be if I never had any struggle or challenge I had to overcome. I have recently read that I spin my blog into a picture perfect portrait of parenthood. My intent is not to seem like it is roses all the time, but I also choose to be happy.   I choose to see the “funny” in the situation; because let’s just face it, when you are cooking dinner and you have two kids throwing themselves on the ground and screaming for one reason or anothe...