The Fam and I

Ok, so last post was a little heavy, I'll admit...not really a "Hi! How are ya?? Nice to meet ya."

So let me tell you some things about my family...

1. I married my high school sweetheart, I'll refer to him as The Husband, aka T.Hubs. He is a great husband and father. He has been successful enough at his job to allow me to be a stay at home mom without us having to sacrifice much as far as lifestyle goes. I thank God for this often and my husband not nearly enough.

2. On top of the 9-5, T.Hubs coaches a high school varsity basketball team. This is his passion and ministry and I fully support him in this. (SIDE NOTE = This statement includes no sarcasm, but you can expect some when talking about this subject in the future). The kids and I love going to the games....Bubba dresses up in his suit and sits on the bench to help coach and the girls have their own cheerleading outfits that they use to get the crowd spirited!

3. Bubba also has a heart beat for sports. If you don't know him, you probably won't believe it, but he would play _________ ball (fill in the blank with any sport) twelve or more hours a day. Right now, he's on two basketball teams, a fact that thrills me (Ok, there's the sarcasm). But he loves it and I love him, so I do what I need to do. Bubba is in kindergarden right now and he loves school and is very gifted...I know all parents say that, but it's true :) He is literally the sweetest kid you could ever meet, almost to a fault. He would do almost anything to make people happy and "do the right thing"...that's what he's always asking, "Mom, did I do the right thing?"

4. Sis, on the other hand, oozes attitude. This sounds awful, but I don't mean it in a bad way. Can it be? You bet, but sometimes it's the funniest thing you've ever seen. Sweet is just not a correct description of her. It's more like spunky or sassy. Here's an example for ya (if you need more of an example than that picture.): She gets mad at T. Hubs for saying I love you over and over. When I asked her why this bothers her she said, and I quote, (hand on hip, head bobbing, eyes rolling) "Ugh, mom, it just really freaks me out."  Did I mention she talks like a sixteen year old?  I love it!  No one is gonna tell her what to do!  A great quality when dealing with friends.  Right now, she goes to an AM preschool and is in gymnastics.

5.  The baby, C.Bear, she's somewhere in the middle of the others, personality wise.  She's still working on becoming herself.  It really is a joy to watch.  She is our lover...always filled with hugs and kisses!  She's in gymnastics too, and let me tell ya, she can shake her little hips better than anyone else I know!  She's precious.  One of my favorite things she does is right after we've dropped Sis off at school....every day when we're walking back to the car, she looks at me and says, "C.Bear, Mommy time."  Seriously, there is nothing that makes me feel more special than knowing my kids love me and look forward to spending time with me....so, how to make it last?!?!

So, what about me??  Well, as you can probably tell, my time is pretty well taken up by others.  Here's a few random facts about me.  I'm 28....I'd love to lose 30 pounds....Every once in a while, I find (and remove) a grey hair...I love to watch TV....I love to eat out....I try to be a good friend....I really like to travel....I love Jesus....I love my family.....I really miss contact with adults...I'm awful at keeping up with the laundry.  What else?  I'm hoping to discover more about myself through this process.  Until next time...

A Beginning...One of Those Days

Good evening!! Thanks ahead of time for reading! I want to thank you right up front, because you just might not make it to the end. I'm feeling particularly whiny, which is not a positive way to start an endeavor like this, but as my five year old son - we'll call him "Bubba" - would say "You get what you get and you don't throw a fit" Along with Bubba, I've birthed two girls, four year old "Sis" and three year old "C. Bear". You're probably thinking 3, 4, and 5?!? The answer is yes - 3 kids in 33 months. Crazy? I love it - most of the time. Tonight, however, is not one of those times. Tonight, if I see my children walk down the stairs, I just might walk out of the house and drive away.

Yeah...it's been one of those days. Most of my days feel like one of those days. No matter what I do, many nights I go to bed feeling like I've failed, hoping I haven't scarred the kids for life. I think back to the tone or volume I've said things in...many times before 9 AM, during the mad dash to school...sometimes I hear the echos of those three little voices using those same awful tones I've used, resounding in my head like nails on a chalkboard. I pray for God's guidance and His grace many times throughout the day and I know He's by my side, holding my hand. But, the struggle comes in helping my children see him through me. I don't want God to be invisible to them through my actions. If you know me, you might be surprised to hear me talk like this. I would say most people would say I'm a great mom. So, here's the question - why don't I see it that way? I'm sure there are many other moms out there like me. Yes, part of the problem might be the secrets we keep about our imperfection -- like the two bags of laundry that have been in my car since company came last week or how sometimes I make my kids go to bed for rest time just so I can sit on the couch with a bowl of ice cream and not have to share. So, obviously these things don't make me a bad mother, so here's the question: why do they make me feel like one? How do we translate what we know in our logical minds to how we feel in our emotional heart? I'd really like some feedback on this...it's something I've often pondered and I never seem to come up with a conclusion.

Ok....enough of the heavy stuff...next post will be an intro into my life, that is, if I haven't scared you away with this one!!