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33 Drafts.

14 Apr

Yep.  I have 33 draft posts that I need to complete and publish.  Procrastinate much?  Actually, not really.  I just get busy…then get bored with the topic I started…and move on to something else entirely.

I got tagged by another mommy blogger this week, {I’m closely examining her life in case I ever convince both myself and my husband to have a third baby} and decided answering her questions sounded like a fun way to break away from my accidental series on child-safety.  So, here is a little more about me…

Places I Go:

1. Neighborhood coffee group

2.  Gymnastics- for my daughter, not me {although wouldn’t that me funny if it was for me?}

3.  Playdates in various locations

4.  Grocery shopping {Costco & Walmart}

Favorite Smells:

1.  Babies

2.  Rain

3. Nestle Tollhouse Cafe {always smells like fresh-baked cookies}

4. Christmas {that makes sense, right?}

TV Shows:

1.  ModernFamily

2.  Dancing With the Stars {although this season is disappointing me}

3.  Grey’s Anatomy/Desperate Housewives {aren’t these two the same?  No?  Oh!…I choose Grey’s when I am up for crying and Deperates when I want something easy}.

4.  Weeds {because Nancy Botwin makes me feel like the!}


1. Grease

2. Dirty Dancing

3. 50 First Dates

4. Elf


1.  Love

2.  Forgive {yourself and others}

3.  Take nothing for granted

4.  Exercise

Favorite Things To Do:

1. Play in the sun on a beautiful warm day

2.  Nap

3.  Sip wine with my husband on our balcony

4.  Have quiet time {rare, but cherished!}


1. Exhaustion

2. Illness

3. Seeing my children {or anyone really} feel sad/hurt

4. Lies

Friends To Tag:  (This means you answer these same questions on your blog!)

I have little idea who reads my blog {and am surprised in general by the people who do}. So, if you are on my blogroll, I am reading your blog, so consider yourself tagged and start sharing!

I’ll close with this recent picture from my home…it makes me smile and I hope it does the same for you!


I pray for me…

27 Jan

When the days are long and my patience short, I pray for me…

~Prayer for Parents~

Heavenly Father,

you are the author of all human life.

And you have seen fit to

entrust this child to my care.

Please give me the wisdom and grace to

be a loving and caring parent.

Knowing when to be firm

and when to be gentle,

but always able to be

loving and supportive.

I ask this through Jesus Christ,

your son.



New Year…new way.

9 Jan

Happy New Year everyone!  Better late than never, right?

One of my new year’s resolutions has me spending A LOT less time on the computer and therefore, less time blogging too.  To be very specific…I’m only allowing myself 30 minutes once my children are in bed to catch up on facebook {I’m extremely addicted,} read the blogs I follow, and return emails.  Of course I have to allow more time for things like blogging or working on my online photo books {I ♥ Shutterfly!}, but I am only doing those things when I have set aside time for them…hopefully after I have a chance to workout AND the mountains of laundry are folded.  I absolutely love the internet and the ability to look up every little piece of knowledge that I could ever dream of in seconds, but the quick stops I was making at the computer throughout the day were adding up and I knew they were sucking a lot of precious time out of my day.

A sorority sister of mine {yes, I was a sorority girl…funny I haven’t mentioned that sooner, right?}  writes a blog that I have been reading since its inception.  This week, Hollywood Housewife blogged about Life In Increments.  I was amazed at how much it applied to my life as of January 1, 2011.  Even though I haven’t been setting a timer for every task I need or want to do, I have made myself more aware of time I am spending on certain tasks and limiting the things that are not important or productive.  I know it all sounds so simple and so common sense…I even wonder why I wasn’t doing this before!

The thing that I couldn’t agree more with Hollywood Housewife was when she discussed what she called “face time” with her child…time that strictly belongs to her and her daughter…no multi-tasking.  I spend 27 out of 28 days a month {I am at work for that missing 24 hours} with my children.  We are always together…cleaning house, running errands, eating meals, going to playdates…and doing the occasional kid craft.  There is no nanny, no pre-school, no Mother’s Day Out….it’s all me {and my husband once his workday ends, of course}.  I didn’t think there was any way for me to spend more time with my children, know them better, or love them more.  I was wrong.  The more quality time I spend focusing solely on my two, the more in love I fall.  It makes me sad and disappointed in myself to think of the time I have already lost playing, talking, reading, and even holding my children while I did other menial and non-productive things…especially surfing the internet.  2011 means that if this Mama needs a little break it’s going to be in the rocking chair snuggling with my little guy or taking a “nap” on my daughter’s bedroom floor while she does “makeovers” on my hair.

So far my “less computer” resolution has evolved into a “life in increments” resolution and has been just as great for me as it has been for my little family.  I plan to make this a resolution that becomes habit {unlike my eat healthy and get in shape resolution…ha!}.


28 Dec

With Christmas comes tradition.  Our family has a few, but I hope to develop more over the years to come.  One of our family traditions that is completely unoriginal, used by many, but still fun is opening pajamas on Christmas Eve.  My husband and I started doing this even before we had children to share in the fun.  Back in those days, I picked out both of our pairs of jammies and we donned them Christmas morning.  Last year my husband and daughter took over purchasing my Christmas Eve pajamas and the results have been comical.  Last year I had a one-piece number that wasn’t so flattering on my postpartum figure.  And this year, I opened full-out footy pajamas…hot pink with dog faces for feet.  Part of my push to have Christmas pajamas started from my desire to have cute Christmas pictures from the morning of.  I now fear my children are going to look back at our Christmas pictures one day and by the looks of their mother’s Christmas attire determine that their mom was a huge dork!!  I’m hoping that by next Christmas I can join the rest of the family in wearing cute, fashionable, and COMFORTABLE jammies on Christmas morning!

Why the emphasis on comfortable?  If any other adult has ever considered wearing full-body footy pajamas, this is my review…

1.  Comfort: C+

I am no giant, I’m only about 5’7″,  but I still would have found a few extra inches in pajama lenght to be beneficial so I could have stretched my arms above my head without the pajamas riding up {you know where}.  Or a couple of extra inches, so I could sit down without feeling like I was being strangled.  At least I learned for my children’s benefit to no longer squeeze them into their footy pajamas…a little extra length in those things is desirable!

2. Warmth: A+

Fleece full-body jammies bring the warmth for sure!  So much that I didn’t need to use that extra blanket that I keep on the end of the bed during the night.

3.  Convenience: C+

I loathe having to get completely undressed just to use the restroom.  And, although it’s nice not to have to mess with socks or slippers when walking around our cold tile floors, I found it a little weird to get into bed with my “slippers” on {since they were attached to my clothes}.  I normally prefer not to have “shoes” in the bed.

4. Appearance: B-

I’m sure the pajamas would have been a lot cuter if I was a teenager and not a mother of two who has lived over three decades.  Did I mention there were pockets over the hip/thigh region?  Extra material in that area is always a negative in my book.


Nonetheless, My daughter’s smile when she saw me wearing this get-up on our Christmas morning made it all worthwhile.  I can see Mama’s silly Christmas pajamas becoming a tradition all of its own!

Lazy Daisy Birthday…

22 Nov

Today is the day I was born.  On the actual day many years ago, it was Thanksgiving Day.  My mom still says it was the best day of her life.  I’m her only child so she can safely say that.  Now that I’m a mom myself, I can understand how a day ridden with stress and pain can turn out to be the most special and memorable day of your life.  Sadly, I didn’t realize it was her day just as much as it was my day until I had my Olive.

My mom usually bakes me one of my favorite cakes around the time of our special day, but today I made my cake with my daughter.  I know some may think it’s strange to bake your own birthday cake, but nothing beats a homemade, from scratch cake in my opinion {my husband said he planned to buy one}.  It’s also fun to share some time in the kitchen with my little girl~ it was the recipe for a pretty perfect birthday.

So, here is my Mama’s recipe {I imagine it has been published at one time or another, I just don’t know where, so hopefully I’m not doing anything illegal by writing it here}…

Lazy Daisy Oatmeal Cake

1 1/4 cups boiling water

1 cup Quaker Oats

1/2 cup butter; softened

1 cup white sugar

1 cup brown sugar

1 tsp. vanilla

2 eggs

1 1/2 cups flour

1 tsp. baking soda

1/2 tsp. salt

3/4 tsp. cinnamon

1/4 tsp. nutmeg

Pour boiling water over oats, cover, and let stand for 20 minutes.  Beat butter until creamy.  Add sugar gradually and beat until fluffy.  Blend vanilla and eggs.  Add oats and mix well.

Combine dry ingredients and add to creamed mixture.  Pour batter into well-greased and floured 9″ square pan.

Bake at 350 degrees for about 50 minutes.  Do not remove from cake pan.


1/4 cup melted butter

1/2 cup brown sugar

3 tbsp. milk

3/4 cup shredded coconut

Combine all ingredients for frosting.  Spread over cake immediately after baking.  Broil until frosting is bubbly {this only takes a few minutes~ don’t let it burn!}

Once again, this is not a traditional birthday cake {and my picture does not do it justice}, but it is one of my favorites.  It is an even better breakfast cake if it can make it through the night.  That is unlikely.

The No-plan, Plan.

13 Nov

I am a HUGE planner.  I plan my day, my weeks, my months, my years…sometimes years in advance.  I know all about planning and I know how VERY, very, VERY important planning is to those of us who love to plan.

So, being the huge planner that I am surely I had a birth plan…a very in-depth, personalized birth plan that I discussed with my obstetrician from the time of my first prenatal appointment?

Nope.  Not even close.

I had the no birth plan, plan.  Why?  Because if you ask any nurse with experience in the labor & delivery field they will tell you…a strict and well-thought birth plan {even better, one that involves a completely natural labor} equals a c-section.  Yep, when an L&D nurse gets handed that stack of paper upon admission, she  usually anticipates a trip to the operating room.  I’m not even joking.

My unwritten “birth plan” that I discussed with my doctor was to do whatever it took to deliver my child safely and healthily.  I didn’t even come to a decision about anesthesia until I was in the throes of labor on delivery day with my first child.

My verbal  birth plan with my second child included safely delivering a healthy child and hopefully bypassing some delivery damage including the postpartum hemorrhage that shook me to my core following the birth of my first child.

As my husband and I walked out the door of our home sometime after 1am on our way to the hospital to meet our little boy, I verbalized my final  birth plan wish in response to my mother-in-law’s comments that maybe my delivery would go quickly since this was my second child.  My response was “hopefully not too fast…I WANT my epidural!”

Somethings are meant to be, somethings are not.

To be continued…{click here for part two}


14 Sep

My son is 10 months old!!  How in the world did that happen?  Sometimes I am certain I have just counted the months incorrectly, so I count them again…and to my disappointment my baby boy is just getting older, and very quickly.  His first birthday is just around the corner which puts a lot more pressure on me to be back in pre-baby shape {apparently not enough pressure though, because I’m still not getting serious about exercising or dieting}.  Although I was able to get back to pre-pregnancy weight without a lot of work {and plenty of servings of cake and ice cream} I still haven’t reclaimed my pre-baby figure.  It’s interesting how reaching pre-baby weight does not equal pre-baby body.  Anyone else familiar with this?

The season is about to change and I would love to get out and shop for some more up-to-date, less mommy-like clothes…which means I need to be fit so jean shopping won’t be so frustrating!  I don’t want to be forced into wearing all of my “optical illusion” outfits that got me through the dreadful postpartum period last winter.  My staple outfits consisted of…

1.  A-line or empire waist everything….from shirts to dresses.  Preferably made from a quality, non-clingy fabric.  These were snug up top and loose and flowy over the problem areas.

2.  Scarves…worn long to disguise a little post-baby belly.  They were even fashionable…lucky me.

3. Tailored jackets.  Once I could squeeze into a decent pair of pants and a fitted top I threw a tailored jacket over it all.  One with a v-neck to draw attention  up and away from my mid-section.  And, the greatest benefit of jackets??  They hide muffin top/spare-tire {whatever you prefer to call it}.

Let’s hope I can get my act together.  In the past 24 hours I have eaten an entire bag {not a personal sized bag…a family sized one!} of peanut-butter M&Ms.  Off to the elliptical trainer I go…