So remember 10 years ago when I started a blog but never wrote on it? Okay, not ten years but its been a while since I've made an entry. But man, life has been busy! I am in no way a "blogger" by profession or an English buff for that matter, so excuse everything that you may find offensive with my spelling, grammar, run-ons, punctuation..yada, yada, yada.
Let me help you understand my world. I've been married 11 years and have three crazy sons (I refer to them as ninjas). I was told after Ninja #1, I was done having children. That's what the doctor had to say. God had another plan. Four years later we had Ninja #2, with another act of the Almighty, and 13 months later, Ninja #3 rolled into our lives. That makes a 6 year old, an 18 month old and 5 month old.
I don't leave the house unless I have to. We live in a second floor condo and getting us all to the car, run the errands and back up makes for a beyond exhausting event that brings me close to cussing or dissolving in tears. My attire is whatever is loose fitting and happens to be clean. I'm rescued every evening when my Superman comes home from work and rights all that has gone wrong. He is the best thing ever.
Life isn't easy right now, but I'm okay with that. It gets to me some days and I fully participate in the ugly cry and have a melt down. Other days I wipe spit up and clean a bum like its my second nature... never missing a beat. Every mother I come in contact with tells me to enjoy these times because they grow up too fast. Laundry will always be there, but my babies being babies will not. I fully intend on listening to their wisdom. Even if it sounds stupid on the hard days.
So I'm back to blogging. I think it might be a form of therapy for me. A place where I can be myself, let out frustration, exclaim a joyous event or simply work on my typing.
Humor is something we take very seriously in my world. I hope you find it in these posts and are able to enjoy my journey.
Let me help you understand my world. I've been married 11 years and have three crazy sons (I refer to them as ninjas). I was told after Ninja #1, I was done having children. That's what the doctor had to say. God had another plan. Four years later we had Ninja #2, with another act of the Almighty, and 13 months later, Ninja #3 rolled into our lives. That makes a 6 year old, an 18 month old and 5 month old.
I don't leave the house unless I have to. We live in a second floor condo and getting us all to the car, run the errands and back up makes for a beyond exhausting event that brings me close to cussing or dissolving in tears. My attire is whatever is loose fitting and happens to be clean. I'm rescued every evening when my Superman comes home from work and rights all that has gone wrong. He is the best thing ever.
Life isn't easy right now, but I'm okay with that. It gets to me some days and I fully participate in the ugly cry and have a melt down. Other days I wipe spit up and clean a bum like its my second nature... never missing a beat. Every mother I come in contact with tells me to enjoy these times because they grow up too fast. Laundry will always be there, but my babies being babies will not. I fully intend on listening to their wisdom. Even if it sounds stupid on the hard days.
So I'm back to blogging. I think it might be a form of therapy for me. A place where I can be myself, let out frustration, exclaim a joyous event or simply work on my typing.
Humor is something we take very seriously in my world. I hope you find it in these posts and are able to enjoy my journey.
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