2 Year Anniversary

2 yrs ago today was the day of Grayson's surgery. I will never forget that day, and even despite what I'm going through personally, nothing can compare to the fear and anxiety I had that day 2 yrs ago. Handing over my sweet 7 week old baby boy to the Dr's and waiting in the waiting room for the update on his surgery, and then seeing him in recovery, nothing compares to that day.

We made it through the day, and we've grown as a family from it, but the cries I heard that day from him, and the pain he had to go through gave us a bond that can not be described in words.

He's my sweet 2 yr old now. Most of the time anyways.... he has his moments, but he is honestly the sweetest baby boy you'll ever meet. He is learning new words every day, and there are days where I just scoop him up and hug him tight and kiss all over his cheeks because I can...because he's here and he's perfect.

His favorite shows are Mickey Mouse clubhouse, which he says "mow-mouse how-house" and Phineas and Ferb which he says "fub". He also loves the Little Einsteins, and Thomas the Train. One of his favorite characters is Lightning McQueen, which he calls "like-keen" and he loves to watch that movie.

He is completely potty trained. He basically did it himself, with just a little nudge from us. He loves to eat and his favorite foods are Macaroni and cheese which he used to just call "cheese", but now he calls "roni-cheese". He loves the Mickey mouse chicken nuggets we found from Costco and eats 7 at a time. He also loves cheeseburgers and tater tots or fries. If we are on the go and are forced to stop and get fast food (which we avoid at all costs) I ask him what he wants and he actually pretends like he is looking at the menu and says "sheebuger...tay-tots" or "sheebuger...fench fies". He is my "little dipper" because he loves to dip foods on ranch or ketchup. Sometimes, I'll give him a snack of Hummus and carrots and when he's done, all the carrots will be laying on the plate with residue all over them, but the hummus is gone because he just uses the carrots as a spoon and just eats the hummus...or ranch.

He is just such a smart little guy. He is constantly amazing us at the things he knows how to do. We certainly have been surprised on many occasions, like recently, he would take 2 cheetos, hold them up side by side and say "mommy, I make a "M" and eat them. Then hold up two more and say "mommy, I make a "E" and eat it.....then "mommy, I make a "D". I had NO IDEA he knew any letters. Not that he knows which letters they actually are, but he knows his letters, none the less. Yesterday, we told the kids to make sure they picked up their diving sticks before coming inside or next time Chris mowed they would be destroyed, and after bathtime, he saw the diving sticks still laying in the yard, and he went and picked up every single one of them and put them away without us even telling him. He is always telling his siblings "bubba...sissy....eat" or "bubba...sissy....keen up" and point to the toys (which he got out, but he makes sure they are cleaning them up....) He will spank the kids if they do something wrong (which we laugh about before telling him that he is NOT the boss) and the other day, Brayden was on the potty and so he went #2 in his little froggy potty and brought it into the bathroom and "emptied it" all by himself....into the sink...because the potty was being occupied. I had to laugh as Chris was cleaning that mess up. One of his favorite phrases is "me do it" and we let him....as messy or as time consuming as it is.....because we love his independence.

He is our little stinker.

He is our little "June Bug"

He is our little man!

He is our perfect little angel in every way and we are so thankful that we have him. He makes our family complete.

Easter 2010....oops....

Doing what boys do best....

Cheeeeeeesseeeee.....

My sweet little angel face....



Easter morning, 2010, Had to ride his Spiderman 4-wheeler in his Easter outfit before going to church

Mommy's glasses...lookin' like Chicken Little

Yoda.... (Halloween 2009)

Christmas 2009....enough said...

Chris' birthday party January 2, 2010

Grayson at a 1950's dresss up party for his grandma Karan

Disney- June 2010

With his hero....Mow-Mouse

Blowing out candles with Daddy (Combo Birthday/Fathers Day 2010)

Waiting for his Birthday Cupcakes

He is growing up sooo fast.....

The Circle of Mommy Guilt.....

....SUCKS! Lets me just say that. I quit working full time to stay at home and enjoy my 2 kids. To love on them and not pay someone else to love on them in my absence. I wasn't making much after the cost of daycare was taken out of the equation, even less when you factor in gas, pantyhose, makeup, dress suits, etc. So, it was in our best interest for me to stay at home and just cut a little bit out of our budget to survive. We did just that. Barely survived. We had just enough to pay bills, eat, and occasionally treat the kids to a cheap dinner out. Bonus checks usually went to paying off the credit card that got us through unexpected things like Dr visits, new tires, car repairs, etc. We lived debt free (except the house) and we survived. I'm so glad I had the opportunity to do that. BUT......I had no adult life. I had my chores down to a daily schedule....Grocery shopping Mondays, Floor Tuesdays, Bedsheets Wednesdays, Laundry Thursdays, Deep Cleaning Fridays. I cooked dinner every night. I hid vegetables in the kids food. They ate healthy lunches, and we had the occasional play date, picnic lunch, Museum, zoo, etc. I scrapbooked, and we did crafts. There was no preschool, no dance, no extra curricular activities. Life was good. But, I also had very few friends, little to no adult interaction, and I was bored. Eventually, we did budget in the gym for me, and preschool for Kaylee, and then preschool for Brayden, but it was still tight every month. I clipped my coupons every Sunday, and made my grocery list and menu for the week. I was a normal.STAY.AT.HOME.mom. I put that in caps because we did just that......we STAYED AT HOME!

So, I started making bows. Mostly to save money and have Kaylee wear a matching bow for every outfit, but I started to sell them. It was OK...but it was strictly for fun, and I wasn't making anything....just enough to cover my costs. I broke even. It was a craft/hobby but not a business. Then, after Grayson's birth/surgery/recovery the opportunity presented itself for me to take over a rhinestone company (who ironically was going out of business because she didn't have enough family time and got too busy). I took over....seeing the potential money involved, and now that I had one in elementary school, seeing a way to keep myself busy(er). Brayden was in preschool, Grayson was an infant, and Kaylee was gone all day. Why not?

Fast forward one year later.......

I feel like I have no time with my family. I am constantly working, catching up on emails, trying to keep up this blog, trying to keep my house somewhat clean and organized. My laundry gets done when someone runs out of underwear, socks or I run out of bra's (and for the record, we all have more than 2 weeks supply). I am lucky if I get to the grocery store once a week for milk. No menu, we play dinner by ear, sometimes making sandwiches or giving the kids cereal. I haven't scrapbooked a page since Grayson was born. I never get to the gym. I don't eat because I forget. I don't sleep much because there is always something to do around the house. I very rarely get out to visit with friends. Grayson barely knows what a park looks like. We spend a lot of time in the car, trying to get errands run while Brayden is in preschool. I feel overwhelmed.

So, I question.....is it worth it?
Do I stop?
Do I continue?
How can I change my hectic life?
How did I manage before?
Is it the third kid that made my life crazier?


My struggle is that I do it all for the kids. I make money! I get to stay at home (and notice its not in caps, because we are never home), I get to spend every waking moment with my children. BUT, it's either in the car, dropping off or picking up from 2 different schools at 2 different times, rushing to the grocery store, rushing to Walmart or Target for paper goods, cleaning goods, etc. (and I laugh when I type that because I keep buying cleaning supplies, but it's been forever since I've used anything other than a kitchen counter cleaner or dishwasher/laundry detergent because Chris has been doing most of the cleaning for the past year).

I felt so proud that I was able to pay for Christmas all with my earned money. We did not have to budget it into Chris' paycheck, not a bonus check, and we didn't have to charge it and use our tax refund for any of it. I.DID.IT.WITH.MY.HARD.EARNED.MONEY! Yet, I still question if it's worth it.

Do my kids misbehave more now because they want more attention from me or is it just their age and their lack of naps/constant on the go? Do they feel like they are getting all that they deserve? Do they feel our love? Do they think I am still a super mom?

I have no idea. They don't answer stuff like that and if they do, I question the honesty, or if it's just "what I need to hear" at the moment.

Kaylee enjoys dance. If I quit, she would have to give that up. Brayden would not be able to go to preschool. Grayson would not go to preschool. I could not shop. I could not go out to dinner with my friends and have a drink. Would I even have any friends? Would I be too boring? My life would go back to boring and I would not have much adult interaction. But would the kids be happier?

So, my options are this:
1. Sell the business, and go back to a tight budget. Spend more time with my kids and husband. Clean house daily. Always have laundry done. Always cook dinner. Plan a menu. Make my silly lists. The cons are that I would have done this all for nothing. We would not be able to take small trips, and the kids would not get to do anything that costs money, and would I even be able to break even, or would I have a loss?

2. Cut back, only working 4 hrs a day on Tuesdays and Thursdays when Grayson is in preschool next year. Keep going, but take longer to pay off the debt the business has incurred. Take longer to possibly making my dream of opening a store front in town a reality, or having someone beat me to it. The cons are that I would not be able to take on the smaller onesies and twosies jobs that bring in the bigger jobs later. I would not be able to have a fast turn-around on my customers deadlines. I would not be able to do every request, only certain ones that bring in more money. I would lose a lot of my customer base, and how hard would it be to get those customers back later on when all 3 kids are in elementary school full time and I have more time to devote to it all?

3. Keep going, keep my crazy hectic life, and keep the kids in preschool and dance with no time to do anything. Pay off all the business debt this year, and possibly open a store front within 3 yrs. Pay myself a paycheck, and enjoy it.

Then I question if the kids would understand that if I sell.... this means no trains, no dance, no eating out, no new toys just because. They certainly don't understand "mommy has to work now so I can buy you new toys".

Will they hold it against me later in life that I stayed at home, but had little time with them? Would they enjoy the fact that mommy owns a store and that's how they can have new toys, new trains, and the ability to go do things at any given point? Will they grow up and say "My mommy stayed at home with me and we had lots of fun and we have a wonderful relationship" or will they say "mommy stayed at home but was always too busy to play with us"?

This Mommy guilt sucks. I don't know who invented it, but I don't like it. The best solution would be to win the lottery, sell the business and hire a maid......HA! I just can't shake the thought that "you never get back these times when your kids are young and enjoy just being with mommy" or "You can't rewind time and get these precious toddler years back" and that's what makes this decision so hard.

I really enjoy what I do. I am a creative person by nature, and I really enjoy getting to explore my creative side. I enjoy the compliments on my work and I know I do a good job. I enjoy the financial freedom we have now, even though I am not really paying myself yet, so it's not a lot, but it's a little here and there. Would I still enjoy life if I gave it all up? Would I still feel accomplished on those days where I do manage to get a load of laundry done, cook dinner AND get 3 designs done and press 75 shirts? Would I sleep more? Would I get fat again because I eat out of boredom? Would I really enjoy free time, or have I been accustomed to my crazy busy hectic life for so long that I wouldn't know what to do?

I have no idea. I'm just rambling and ranting out loud. These are my thoughts. These are my feelings. Now they are out in the open instead of bottled up inside of me.

Chris says "whatever you want to do, I support you". While I admire that quality in him, and I love and adore his supportive nature, it's absolutely no help. (And I say that with a grin because my husband is a man of few words, so it's sooooooo just what Christopher would say) I am sooo not good at making decisions that affect others.

Guess I'll go ponder my thoughts a while longer and see if I can actually get any work done with this toddler crawling up on my lap, turning my computer off, pulling my hair, and poking my eye while saying "Iiieeeyyyeee....Mooommmmyyy" or sticking his finger up my nose while saying "no?" I love these little stinkers.

Happy Freaking Valentines Day!

Translated as "Let's go see how much money we can spend on stupid shit that dies, or gets eaten in five minutes flat, go eat a rediculously over priced meal that barely even fills us up, while wearing our new beautiful red dress all the while hoping that our significant other will compliment us on how beautiful we look tonight, all for what?"

S.E.X.

Yep, that's all it is. Sex. We work so hard, making ourselves presentable, being nice, buying flowers that die, candy that makes us fat (and makes that little red beautiful dress too snug to look beautiful), and teddy bears that will just collect dust, but HEAVEN FORBID we throw it out, because "husband" or "boyfriend" or "fiance" gave it to us and if we throw it out that means we don't appreciate it, so we *sneeze* keep it for years and years. We show our love, we don't nag, we don't bitch and whine...all for a day that is supposed to end with SEX! Wait, isn't this what we are supposed to do every day? Why is February 14th any different? Beacuse Hallmark, Target, Walmart, Jared's (yes, he went to Jared's....that Jared's, not Subways' Jared) and all the other retailers out there are capatilizing on it and making men feel bad for not buying their wife some expensive piece of shit that they can't afford anyways. They tell these men that they have to do this in order to "show their love"..........or as I say.....get SEX.

I say, skip all that stupid shit, go to Target and steal a cutesy phrase from a hallmark card, write it on a nice piece of cardstock, slap on a couple of heart stickers, give it to me, watch me smile, and then take me upstairs and have your way with me. That's the best way to show your love! Yeah baby!!!!!

(For the record, we were both drunk in this picture......Chris says I look drunk, and he doesn't......HA! How many times are his eyes usually glazed over like that?)

What is this I am holding?

Wait, is this TIME? Do I actually have a bit of FREE TIME on my hands???

I.Cannot.Believe.It!

Granted, my house is not clean, it's only tidy. Laundry is washed and dried and laying flat so I don't have to re-dry it (let's face it, I barely have time to wash and dry it, let alone IRON it if it wrinkles....so YES, I use the dryer!)

I have so many things I could be doing. I have yet to even start preparing and gathering my tax documents from last year, normally I would have already had our refund back and spent or saved it accordingly.

But instead, I am choosing to be lazy.....for one evening! I am going to be lazy and sit on my hiney and watch TV! I haven't watched LIVE TV in like over a year unless you count Chuggington, Yo Gabba Gabba, or Dora. Even then, it's not me watching it live, it's me listening to it live from the other room while I am working.

I've earned this lazy night. I deserve this lazy night, and gosh darn it, I'm going to ENJOY this lazy night!

Good night.....I think I'm gonna head to bed now. I'm bored with TV.

Kaylee's First Dance Competition

(Pause music player below on the left before starting video)

Dance Connections First Grade Team competes. "It's a Hard Knock Life" from Annie. They did so awesome, once they found their mark. This was the Novelty dance segment of the Elementary Team. They, along with the Dazzlers (2nd and 3rd) won four awards!

Kaylee is the fourth girl from the left, scrubbing the floor to start off, then switches to the back row. (She has 2 piggies with sprouts sticking out)

Yep, I can do that too....not really, but I tried

My sister is having a baby. My sister-in-law is throwing her a baby shower, on a budget. My genius idea is to make a cake myself....

HA!

First time ever working with Fondant icing. No instructions, no classes, just did it. Now, while I have to say, it wasn't bad........it certainly wasn't good. The icing in the middle was runny (probably because she wanted red velvet cake, which means you have to use cream cheese icing, which translates to runny icing, that got even more heated by the fondant icing on top of it, which meant an ooey gooey mess), I couldn't figure out how to get all the wrinkles out, and the kids helped me..... (They were in charge of rolling the balls up and giving them to me without eating them.)

And, I think my fondant was a little too thick. It made it hard to cut and serve.

But, I guess for a first time fondant user, it didn't turn out all that bad? I know what you're thinking, "Ace of Cakes" should be calling me ANY DAY NOW!!!! Right? Me too!

My Teenage Daughter

Well, Almost.....

Kaylee was outside with me the other day and our neighbor walks out to start her stretching for her evening run. Jessa just started High school the other day. I think she's about 14 or so. There have been times where, out of the goodness of her heart, she has played with Kaylee and kept her entertained while we got some things done, like washing the car, or cutting the grass. God bless her, she is so awesome for doing that.

So, Kaylee says "Hi Jessa! When can you play with me?"

I'm in the background of her waving my hands noooooo, like "don't feel obligated to answer that"

Jessa responded "I don't know, I'll have to check my calendar"

Kaylee puts her hand on her hip and says "weeelllllll, I'm free Saturday!"

And loud laughter errupted from everyone outside.