WEEKLY WRITING ASSIGNMENT

So I figured that I would give this whole writing thing a try. I have seen it many times now on Charlenes' blog, but have never actually participated!

There is no bond like a bond between sisters/ best friends...... (prompt #1)

I actually have 2 people that have helped me through SO much, and they are Lindsey and Charlene. I actually met Lindsey the day I was born. She is my older sister, and by older I mean 11 months and 24 days. We are the same age for a week. Its actually pretty cool! We have been though everything together, thick and thin (I'm thick and shes thin). We are sisters, but for us it is much more, we are best friends. I have been there for her and she has been there for me. There isn't really a particular occasion that she has helped me get over, more like just help me get though life in general. Sometime I wounder what it would have been like if we hadn't been so close in age, and have such a close bond. But then I remember all the things we did together as kids, even now as adults. Don't get me wrong, we have our little fights, well mostly me making her mad because I don't mind telling her what I think about something she is doing! I always knew that if I had a problem with a friend I could just go to her.

Then there is Charlene. I met Charlene in 6th grade and we have been inseparable ever since. Any time I had problems with my parents, sister or even boy trouble, I always went to her. She has always just sat there and listened, she didn't always have a suggestion on what I should do, but it didn't matter to me, I just needed someone to vent to most of the time. And I knew that I could call her at any hour of the night, well on her cell phone (when she finally go one). Her parents were kinda a stickler on the whole calling past 9 thing! We have had a blast growing up together. The past few years we have kinda went our own ways, but we still try and find time for each other! And I still know that I can call and talk to her about issues on the home front and she wont judge me or anyone!


Today I will do more than possible in 24 hours....... (prompt #5)

I start my day out anywhere from 6 - 6:30 am. I now not only have my self to get ready but also the baby. First thing I change a diaper, get a bottle for the baby if he is hungry, prop him up in his boppie pillow, and finally try and get my self ready and leave the house in time to take the baby to daycare, and turn around and make it to work on time! (Which usually dosent happen)

I probably do the least amount of anything while I am at work, sitting at my desk. Granted I have my daily duties at work, but they don't amount to half the stuff I have going on at home. My usual afternoon routine consist of picking the baby up from daycare or Debbie and James, cooking when I get home except on Wednesdays (we go to church, and just grab a bite to eat) change a diaper or 2, fold clothes from day before, wash dishes/bottles, change a pee pee diaper, put aways clothes, play with baby (he is soo darn cute), fix bottles for the night, put in a load of clothes, change a pee pee diaper, feed the baby, give the baby a bath, dress the baby, rock the baby to sleep, put the baby to bed, make sure the humidifier is turned on, swap out laundry,get the sleeping husband out of the recliner and into the bed, turn off living room TV, make sure the door is locked, lights are off, stove is turned off, Take a very quick shower, and finally go to bed.

Only to get up around 3 - 4 am and change yet another pee pee diaper, and feed the baby, and considering little man is sick I now have to fit in ridding his poor nose of boogies, But now don't get me wrong, I love my life, just wish sometimes the husband would help out a little more on some of the duties at home. After all he isn't the only one who has a full time day job, only to come home and have a full time job at home!


If you'd like to play along, here are the directions:

Choose a prompt that inspires you most. Write. Visit Mama Kat on Thursday and paste your blog URL into the Mister Linky that will be up. Feel free to write on more than one prompt if you so desire. And remember the more comment love you give, the more comment love you get so comment comment away.


The Prompts:

1.) Who really helped you get over something? Write about that person.(writingfix.com)

2.) Is plastic surgery an option? Without being vulgar, write about the body part still attached to you that you would most like to dis-attach and replace with a better one. (writingfix.com)

3.) Share an interesting email exchange you've had with someone lately.

4.) Have you thought about shutting down your blog? Why haven't you and what would cause you to make that decision final?

5.) Today I will...

I PROMISE, I DID TAKE DRIVERS ED!

This morning, like many mornings on my way to work, I somehow manage to forget how I got to where I am on my trip to work. I usually travel the same exact way everyday, but somehow I dont seem to remember half of my trip to work. I dont know if its that I get so wrapped up in thought or what it is. Sometimes I even wonder how I managed to get to work safely (no tickets, or wrecks). I was on my cell phone this mornig on my way to work, and seriously when I got off of the phone, I couldnt even remember passing half of the scenery that I see every single day! How weird is that? It happens to me more times than not. Sometimes it worries me that I dont remember. I have even sometimes gotten off at the wrong exit, and then realized it, and wonder, Where in the world am I going? Im not a wreckless driver or anything, just seem to forget where I am at, and Where I am going...lol

~SICK BABIES JUST ARENT FUN~

So a quick little update on little man. He has a cold! Bless his little heart, his little nose is all kinda stopped up. We have now had to purchase saline nose drops to put in his nose before he eats, and before he goes to bed. Last night was the first night with the nose drops, he did fine to begin with, but then they made him sick, and up came everything he had eaten earlier, all over me and him both! So I have now learned a lesson: listen to what the nurses say...they really do know what they are talking about! The reason I say this is, I thought that even though they said to give it to him before he eats, that it would be ok to give it to him right after he had taken just a teeny tiny bit of his bottle! WRONG! It must have made his little belly upset! DUMB DUMB DUMB, lol......how dumb could I seriuosly be, they are the nurses after all! But on a positve note, when I have to sucktion his little nose out, he dosent cry and scream like I have seen other babies do! He is truely a trooper when it comes to that, he actually smiles and laughs when you are doing it, its kinda funny!

We also have to use a cool mist humidifier to help with the congestion, well I didnt have one, I only have the steam vaporizor, or something of that sort. So I looked at one last night at Walgreens when we picked up the Saline nose drops. THIRTY-FIVE dollars! WHAT! So needless to say the husband wouldnt let me buy one, but I informed him really quick like that if we couldnt find someone that had one, then I was gonna march my self right back up there and get one for our baby! And of course he didnt protest to that! Luckily my siter-in-law had one from when M was a baby. She told me that I could just keep it until they needed it again. So I guess we are now gonna play "pass the humidifier" Good thing she just lives right next door, and I dont have to travel far to give it to her!

*IF MOMMAS NOT HAPPY NO ONES HAPPY, BUT IF DADDYS NOT HAPPY HE IS BEING A JERK*

Just a quick one before I hit the road to go home from this place I call WORK!

How come its a constant battle everytime I clean house and ask the husband to help me out and do some things?

So the reason I even put that question is, last night I had a few chores that I had just kinda been putting on the back burner that I absolutly had to do while we were actually at home for a split second! So after I cooked dinner and we were sitting down to eat, I told the husband that I really needed to do some cleaning. And he agreed and proceeded to name off things that he would do to help. So of course that really got my motor running, thinking Ok this is gonna be good, Im gonna get the house clean and the husband is gonna help. HAHAHA YEAH RIGHT....Im such a sucker when it comes to this! I should have known that he would have to take a "break" before he could clean...lol....like he worked hard at eating dinner. So he takes his "break" and next thing I know, hes asleep on the stinkin couch! This happens every time! So I wake him up, which makes him extremely mad none the less, and ask him to help me do what he said he would. He says ok in a min. A minute turns into hours, and guess who ends up doing what he said he would do.....BINGO...ME! When he wakes up and notices that I have now done "his" chores he is angry and starts saying how Im so impatient and wouldnt give him a chance to do it and yadayadayada........In the meantime the baby is fussing, so I make the husband get the baby and I continue doing what I have been doing now for the last few hours....CLEANING. This time the husband and the baby fall fast asleep in the recliner, now not only do I have to get the baby from him and put the baby to bed(which happened to be my bed last nigth!) but now I have to make the husband go to bed, because I am tired ready to go myself! But it never fails, when I wake the husband up to go to bed, he seems to mysteriously be wide awake now, and mad because I did all of "his" chores and didnt let him, so I gave him a list of stuff he could do that he had been supposed to do! That royally ticked him off.......enough to do what he needed to finish up (like putting his clothes up).

So am I completely horrible for making him so mad that he finally did what he was supposed to?

*GOD IS THE REAL DEAL*

Just a little post about something that has touched my heart beyond measures. We had Wills baby dedication this past sunday 4/19/09. I invited my imediate family and a couple friends to be there for this occasion. I have been praying now for I cant tell you how long for my parents and siblings to get back into church. They know what it is like to be in church and to worship God with all their hearts! They got out of church a few years back, and just havent been since! So I have been praying like crazy. Sunday they were all there, with the exception of my older sister Lindsey. They think she had food poisoning! But anyways, so they were all there and the sermon was a great one. It was about drinking from the well of Jesus, and lord knows we all need a new sip of it every once in a while. When the alter call was given, no one moved. I was soo upset, I just knew that my mom and dad would move, my dad had been crying during the whole thing. But to my dissapointment no one moved. So just as I thought the dismissal was going to be given, Brother James (my father-in-law) gave one last chance for people to get right with God, he told the whole congregation to close their eyes, and those that God was speaking to to please raise their hands. Well me being all nosey and wanting my mom and dad back in church, I kept my eyes open and fixed on my dad! I know I cheated, but I soo desperatly wanted them back in church and worshiping God like they have before, I know to well that when you are out of the presence of God your life can be unbearable, and I did not want that for my parents.

With my eyes fixed on my dad, as soon as James gave the Ok for them to raise their hands if the lord was speaking to them, I seen my dads hand go up. I was soo overwelmed by just knowing that he was speaking to my dad that I just broke down crying. Next James gave the invitation for those that raised their hands to come to the alter. I knew my dad would have to make the next steps on his own in order for him to go to that alter, and sure enough he got out of that pew and went to the alter, then I seen my friend Megan, then my mom. I was sooo overjoyed that I was sobbing, my sister-in-law had to get the baby from me. I was touched by just the knowing that my mom and dad had gotten re-dedicated in the lord, and my friend Megan had gotten saved.

But the thing that has touched my heart the most so far with the whole ordeal happened yesterday! My BEST friend Charlene emailed me saying that she had posted a blog and wanted me to go and read it. Ive always read some of her blogs, they are always great, so I expected none the less from this one. But it really go to me what she had written. She said that she had fealt God speaking to her during the sermon, and that she was ashamed because she didnt move when she knew she needed him. This by far has touched me more than anything, because I knew that my mom and dad would probrably eventually move. But I had no Idea that it had touched Charlene so much.

I not only have been praying for my family to get back into church, but for my BEST friend and her husband to be saved, and serve the lord. This just confirms that there is a GOD and that he is the real deal, no matter what anyone says. He answers prayers! He has mine! And I know that he is still working on the "husband" of the BEST friend. It will happen eventually, because that is how GOD works in mysterious ways!

~The start of a new thing~

Ok, so since I am new to all of this, I guess I can start off by giving a little update on my little man! He is now two months old! Man how time flies now. He is cooing like crazy, and has the most adorable gummy grin ( since he dosent have teeth) that I have ever seen. I guess you could kinda say that I am partial towards him! He now weighs 13 pounds and is 23 inches long! When he was born he weighed 7pounds 9ounces. The Dr. said that he was in the 25th percentile range when he was born...now at 2 months is in the 75th percentile range. She said it was great! My little man had to have his 2 month old shots done last Thursday...bless his little heart. Two in each leg! He was a trooper though! He goes to daycare and I truely believe that he is learing from the other babies there that are older than him, he has started to sqeel, which is sooo cute. The first time I heard him do it was in Sunday School at church, I couldnt even pay any attention to the lesson because I was cracking up at him! He is tooo funny!