What is that I hear...

What is that I hear…

Nothing!

Both of my babies are sound asleep, and were before 7:00.  Pure sweetness!  What to do, sit here and enjoy the peace and quiet, watch a movie, take a much needed shower, or call it an early night myself?

I would enjoy a good chick flick; just wish I had some wine.

Happy Saturday!

Goodnight sweet angels!

xoxo, Shanna

18 months, a little late...

Oh sweet angel, mama is sorry she is little late on your post!  But as the saying goes, better late than never!  Life has just been a little overwhelming the last few weeks for mama, so I apologize.  At the end of the day, your brother and you are the most important thing in my life, besides your daddy.

Little girl, you have no fear.  You have to have gotten this from your daddy, because your mama is a straight up chicken!  If it walks and talks like one, than it is, and that is your mama.  You climb on everyone thing, jump off anything, even if there’s no one there to catch you, and it still doesn’t stop you.  You bump your head or fall, and just pick yourself right back up as if nothing happened.  Again, where did you come from?  You truly amaze me.  I hope you never lose this about you.

The last month or so your true personality has started to show.  One minute you are my sweet and loving baby girl, and then without any warning, at all, you are throwing toys at your mama, daddy or brother.  And sister, you got an arm and know how to aim and hit right on.  You scare me!  Not to mention you have picked up a habit that I truly want broke now, and it is hitting.  Fortunately, your teachers say that you don’t do this at school, thank goodness; instead you save it for your brother and daddy.  So, we really need to put an end to the hitting.

I love to hear your little voice; you are getting really good with your words.  I can’t believe how many little things we catch you saying, you lower your voice and look all SWEET & INNOCENT when you are talking, almost as if you are shy and don’t want us to hear you, at times.  Mama is going to try and list all the words we have heard you say lately, I just don’t want to forget: mama, dada, bubba, baba, juice, BeeBee, Dar, banana, Nana, Papa, hi, bye-bye, night, rice, cheese, two, shoe, choo choo, baby, thank you, I, ball, blankie, cracker, Chlo Chlo, Izzy, Ty, outside, fry and book.  I’m sure there are a few words I might have left out, sorry about that.  But mama is truly amazed.  Not to mention, you love to sing and dance!

I know in about 10 days you will be 19 months…  But Happy 18 months, sweet angel.  Let’s see what the next month holds, bring it, I’m ready…

We love you my sweet, brave, determined, thrill seeking little girl!

xoxo, Shanna

Twice in one day, it can't be good for ya...

Is it bad that I had McDonald’s twice today?  I feel bad about it, but the little man wanted it for dinner.  Who was I to tell him no, when it was just us for dinner!?!  Needless to say, I think I could go another month, without eating there again…  Even though I am craving their hot cakes.  Have you ever had McDonald’s hot cakes?  They are so freaking good, so now I thinking that we might be going back tomorrow morning for the hot cakes, but after that, no McDonald’s for at least a month!  Glad I have a plan for in the morning now, also glad we could have this conversation, it was much needed, after my bad eating habits today.  I promise this post isn’t going to be all about McDonald’s, or at least I hope not…

In case you didn't know it is Friday, and I have to say I’m glad the work week is over.  I’m very thankful to have a job, but I'm also thankful for the weekend!  Come Friday afternoons at 5:00, I can be found at my desk doing a happy dance, as I packing my stuff up...

The kiddos met me at work today, the husband and I gave each other hi-fives as we had our changing of the guards for the evening.  The kiddos and I came home and ate our not so healthy dinner, played a little in the playroom, which happens to be on entire house, ended the evening with baths.  Ash is now in bed, and I was trying to talk the little man into going to be at 8:00, but since it is already after 8:00, I guess you can see that didn’t happen.

My little man is excited that mama is off for the next few days.  The last few mornings he has woke up, saying “mommy peas (please) stay home.”  That just breaks my heart, because if mama could, mama would stay home each day with my babies.

Not much planned for the weekend, just me and the kiddos again tomorrow.  I know the kiddos are ready to see some BeeBee & Dar, so maybe if they are lucky, they will get to see them on Sunday.  I know I’m also hoping to see them on Sunday, can you say naptime for me while they are here!  I might also try to squeeze in a shower, since it probably won’t happen tomorrow, but I have gotten use to showing every other day lately.   I would really love to get my hair done, it hasn’t been cut or colored since like August I think, which that is a little longer than every six weeks.  I have really been neglecting myself.

I also skipped out of physical therapy all week…  My doctor isn’t going to be happy, but I have news flash for him, I’m not happy with him so, I'm thinking my Monday treatment is going to be a lot of fun, as I will probably get lectured, but I have a lecture prepared for him, myself…  I will get back in the swing of things hopefully next week, if he doesn’t continue to piss me off.

What are your plans on this Friday evening?  I’m watching Thomas the Tank Engine, while my son also is watching YouTube videos of Thomas the Tank Engine on the iPad…  My brain is on Thomas overload.  I wish I could convince him to watch a mama movie, but I know that isn’t going to happen, because I reach for the remote, he takes it from me, and tells me “no mama, we watch Thomas.”  Really, we did my kids decide this was their house, and I'm just a visitor.  Last time I checked the TV and iPad are both mine.  All I have to say, is I am so very thankful for my DVR!

Cheers to it being Friday, and cheers to an awesome weekend!  I need it, since I have treatment on Monday…

Goodnight sweet angels!

xoxo, Shanna

A little break...

Hi-ya!  I’ve been a little MIA the last week or so.  Sometimes you just need a break…  I’ve been in one of those moods where it been a pity party for one, and so I thought I would spare everyone the drama, and just take a break.   I truly hate when I go through these mood swings, and start feeling sorry for myself.  I have so much to be thankful for.  I don’t understand WHY I choose to focus on the negative stuff vs all the positive that I have in my life.  I would definitely say the positive outweighs the negative.  But for whatever reason I seem to hang onto the negative, and let it take over.

We had a great weekend; it was just me and the kiddos for most of it.  The husband had to work some long hours, so we didn’t really see him until Sunday night for dinner.  I don’t like when he has to work that much and neither do the kids.  Poor little man kept asking every 30 minutes on Sunday, when is Daddy going to be home?  So he was really happy to see Daddy, and so was Ash.  I was too, but I took a backseat to the kids, and the football game.  I’m so ready for football to be OVER!  So we really took it easy this weekend, stayed in our jammies, played with trains, played outside, and just enjoyed the time we had together.  I don’t get time like this with them very often.

The husband is back in school, and I’m back in physical therapy.  I have another 12 weeks of it, and I’m ready to be done.  I’m hoping and praying that this does the trick, because if not, I will be faced with possibly another surgery, and neither I nor my doctor wants to go that route due to the possible complications.

This past weekend, the weather couldn’t have been anymore perfect than it was on Sunday.  We got up ate breakfast, and took it outside to play ball, play fetch with the dogs, and climb a fence or two.   The only down side, I pulled something in my lower back, and it kept me from doing some things, but we still had fun.  We finished the laundry and got the house picked up before Daddy got home from work, but that only lasted about five minutes.  The little man was so excited to see his Daddy; it was like he ate an entire bowl of sugar he was so wound up.  I wasn't able to get him settled down, and to bed until after ten.  He was that excited. They aren't used to Daddy being gone two days in a row…  Me yes, I leave the house during the work week (Monday-Friday) at 7:30, and don’t return home until 5:30 or later, so he is use to Mama being gone, but Daddy is always with them during the day, so this really threw him off.

Not sure what the rest of the week is going to hold for us, but I’m glad Monday is over.  This will be my first week since before Christmas working a full five day work week.  And it’s only Tuesday and I’m very exhausted.  Hopefully come tomorrow, I will find some energy to get me through the week.  

Happy Tuesday! Cheers to a great day, hopefully!

xoxo, Shanna

100 miles away...

Physically I'm here, but mentally I'm a 100 miles away…  My brain is one big fog…  I'm not wanting to face reality, and all the what if’s that I’m currently being dealt…

So for now, I will pull the covers over my head, be thankful for what I have at this moment, try not to stress about tomorrow, and go back to being 100 miles away!

Who’s with me!?!

xoxo, Shanna

What am I, chopped liver...

Do you ever feel like chopped liver?  Well, my kids had a way of making me feel that way the other day.  My Aunt or BeeBee as the kids call her, stayed the night with us the either night, and neither one of my kiddos wanted anything to do with me or the husband.  All we heard all night was BeeBee pay (play), BeeBee hold me, or as the little girl says or should I say screams BEEBEE, over and over! 

So yea, that night I felt like chopped liver as I asked my son to please give me a kiss and let me cuddle with him before I went to bed, and he looked at my Aunt, and said BeeBee hold me.  I have to admit, my heart dropped to the floor.  As I know my son didn’t mean to hurt my feelings, my feelings were hurt.  

I do know how much Bubba & Ash love them some BeeBee & Dar, but dang it I’m Mama!  I even fake cried, and I got nothing!  I mean NOTHING, from him!  What is up with that, little man?  You are my sweet, caring little man.  But the other night all you wanted was BeeBee, and Mama went to bed feeling like chopped liver, thrown to the side of the road, and left for someone else to abuse.   

Happy Saturday!  We are going to a birthday party today...  

xoxo, Shanna

Happy New Year...

Happy New Year!  I would love to tell ya that we rang in the New Year with friends, and toasted each other as the clock turned midnight, but that just isn’t how it played out for us…

The truth is, I didn’t even make till 9:00!  The husband worked last night, and he was able to ring in the New Year, as he does every year.  I had planned on staying up and watching a movie, but as soon as I saw the little man asleep, my eyes became heavy and the next thing I knew we were both passed out on the couch.  What an exciting evening.  We are serious party animals over here!

I was able to manage a shower, shave my legs, and paint my toe nails as if I thought I was going somewhere.  But the last shower of the year was very much needed.

We will be spending the day with family, and I’m sure my Aunt will make sure black eye peas are eaten by all, even though we don’t like them.

Cheers to this being a great year!

Happy New Year!

xoxo, Shanna