The luckiest girl in the world

I really am the luckiest girl.

It may not have been planned, it may not have gone how I ever thought it would or should...

but I've met the man of my dreams, the one I always looked for but never thought I'd have.

The one I never thought I deserved.

God held you in a special place for me to find one day.

We both went out separate directions and neither worked out....but...

I think that was the reason all along.

We are two peas in a pod. We fit together like pb&j. We are so much alike, it's just crazy. 

I can't believe it's been almost a year since we met already!

Thank you for making me feel like the most special girl in the world, I'm so lucky to have you, my love.

Looking forward to spending forever with you.

To my most magnificent boyfriend...

(he'll be so embarassed to read this, hehe)

Pour Your Heart Out: Love is patient.

I had a moment today that just happened to be on 'pour your heart out' day, and boy do I need to.

This morning started like any other, kids wakin me up at 6:30am, beggin for food the moment we hit the bottom step, fighting over what cereal, whining about sitting at the dining room table instead of the living room, complaining about having milk instead of juice....*sigh* Nuff said.

My mornings are my least favorite part of my day. First of all, I'm definitely no morning person. I keep thinking that it really does make more sense to get up before the kids, get my shower & coffee in & a little prayertime so I'm not immediately annoyed. However, since my kids get up at 6:30, I'd have to get up at at least 5:30 & when that alarm starts singin', I look outside at the still dark sky & roll right back over.

So I guess it's all my fault.

Anyway...I was busy all morning just gettin ready for work. Showering, dressing, makeup, hair...kids dressed, fed, bags packed, lunch packed, etc....

Chris had his now-ever-constant *almost* 4 attitude about him & had already been in timeout once. Wouldn't leave Noah alone, they're both screaming, whining & I'm honestly not even sure what made me snap for sure. Probably a mixture of all of the above. But I literally (not proud of this at all....) jumped up & down & screamed out loud for them to "SHUT UP & LISTEN TO ME!" They both stopped & stared. I demanded that they get their shoes on because we were LATE! (which was their fault, of course, because Chris *had* to finish coloring & cutting out a picture for a kid at daycare before we left) I was so angry, so frustrated, I just couldn't take anymore. I then had to turn away & let a few tears run down my cheeks while they got their shoes & mumble to myself, "I just can't do it anymore. I just can't."

Once in the car & driving to the sitters, Chris is glumly staring out the window & I wanna kick myself for acting like such a fool in front of my own child. I apologize for acting that way & tell him that I was only angry because we were running late. He asks, 'But why did you jump?' It made me smile but at the same time, broke my heart.

I think these thoughts alot & I wonder if it's even normal sometimes. Every day, I feel at the brink of insanity. The weirdest thing is that work is my solitude. Being at work is the most peaceful place I can be. I definitely don't LIKE work, but it's very peaceful. Even when I'm busy out the butt, I'm in my 'zone'. People can complain, whine & yell at me, but I'm in control. Ya know?

My kids make me feel out of control. And I hate that feeling.

When I have mornings like this, I see kids with their parents while I'm at work & I feel terrible for how angry I was at mine that very morning. I wanna go pick em up & give them a hug & kiss.

Today, I had a customer who has something disabling her, making it hard for her to walk correctly. So she comes up to the register & I'm handing her medicine to her & notice tattoos on her wrists. I ask her what they say...

Her left wrist says, "Love is patient." Her right one says, "Love is kind." I compliment her on how pretty they are & she leaves.

I thought about her long after though. I just kept thinking of my kids & how impatient I can be with them. Love is patient, love is kind. How I need to remember that. Maybe I need to tattoo them on *my* wrists so they can never go unnoticed. I hope I can remember this for tomorrow morning....

Blog Bash Challenge #5- Love for my mama.

Writing a post dedicated to my lovely mommy! :)


I don't even know if my mom reads my blog but she just might if I mention that I wrote about her. Haha.

My mom is an amazing, strong, woman & I'm so very glad she is my mama. I've been so blessed. She raised me up as a single mama to be the woman I am today & I'm so proud of it. She gave up everything just to give me what I needed/wanted & always made sure I was grateful for what I had. She raised me to be unselfish, loving, caring & respectful. She taught me my work ethic, my Christianity, & to always to be myself, NOT to fall in line with my peers. She taught me to never take crap from people who don't deserve it, to fight for what you believe in & to never take disrespect from a man.

I don't know what I'd do without my mama in my life. She has scared me many times with her health problems & I don't know what I'll do when she ever leaves me. I know that kids are inevitably going to lose their parents, unfortunately it's something every child has to do, and it kills me to know she won't always be around.

Nana & Papa are staples for my kids, what would they do without visits from Nana & Papa?? Overnight stays at Nana's house, bagpipe practice & parades with Papa, garage saling with Nana, the list goes on....

My mom is the best any girl could ask for. She is ALWAYS there anytime I need her, I never doubt that she won't help me out. She is the most giving person I've ever met. This post is making me cry with each paragraph, I'm such a pansy...haha!

I love you so much, Mom. Live forever, kay??


(This pic is terrible but is sadly the most recent I have of us two together since she hates pictures! This was my 21st bday, I was preggo & we were both sweaty & hot! LOL)