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11 Apr 2015

Mama Loves: To Look Good- Blo Blow Dry Bar Tampa

No Comments Lifestyle, Personal, Review, Tampa, Tampa Bay

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Am I right?! I know. It’s hard. Trust me taking a shower, wrangling kids while attempting to curl your hair, cook dinner and apply make-up is always fun ( I know) but come on… WHEN, was the last time you looked REALLY good? I mean the last time you took an uninterrupted shower, dried your hair and spruced up to do something fabulous?! I know my navy blue yoga pants are my tried and true, but I’m beginning to think people might think that’s all I own. Going to the grocery store, running errands, chasing a toddler might not be the most glamorous job (and she doesn’t mind my yoga pants) but I will say, I do feel better about my whole day if I’m put together, ready to conquer the day.

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24 Sep 2014

Blindsided

No Comments CAH, Everyday, Personal, Wordless Wednesday

The definition of the word ‘blindsided’ is to catch (someone) unprepared.

Ummm … that word ‘unprepared’ is not in my vocabulary if you know me, yet that’s how this life with CAH works.

This was yesterday. Y E S T E R D A Y.

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12 Jul 2014

Just One Person

2 Comments Lifestyle, Parenting, Personal

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Do you know the power of one? One voice. One friend. One person helping you out when you most need it. Almost ten years ago, I wrote my first blog post. I started using social media (before that was really even a word) to start a stream of pictures that my parents could easily access anytime they wanted to see their first grandchild. I didn’t know that that other people would read my posts, see what we were up to or connect with me because they found someone who might be able to help.

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14 May 2014

Yesterday Is But A Dream

3 Comments Everyday, Kids, Lifestyle, Personal, Raising Children

Yesterday seems like a dream. But that’s how phases go with kids. When your in it, you think you’ll never get out of that phase. And once your out, you begin to realize that it really wasn’t that long.

And for us, just like that, Abby is off and walking.

Everyone said it would come.

And it has.

She walks. She talks. She is on her way.

I am overwhelmed with emotions when I watch her walk across the room each time.

I want to cheer, “Go Abby GO!” as her biggest cheerleader. The big kids cheer her on and we clap and smile and make her feel like she just won an Olympic medal, and each time she walks further and further.

I want to cry because I’m so happy that after 9 months of the smallest steps, she’s finally figured it out on her own.

I want to freeze time as I know she’s my last and I know my raising babies days are numbered. Yes, they will always be my babies but we all know time is of the essence.

So today here we are. Walking. At one point I thought we were so far behind. Too far to catch up. We didn’t give up though. We’ve been to therapy, Mom and Me, parks upon parks plus have spent countless hours playing. And playing means working in baby years. And yes, there always was a purpose.

So to my children, I will always use the example of remember when Abby couldn’t walk? And we tried and tried everyday. And we we didn’t give up? You shouldn’t either. You can’t give up. You just try harder. Be patient. And when your ready, it will happen. And yesterday, when you couldn’t do it, will only be a dream.

11 May 2014

The REAL Mother’s Day Story

No Comments Everyday, Kids, Lifestyle, Personal

The REAL Mother’s Day Story

I wish I could tell you that I got to sleep in, was made breakfast in bed and then was treated to a brunch where all my kids looked gorgeous and then we went for a walk on the beach and my husband cooked dinner and everyone went to bed early so me and hubby could relax and reminisce of our wonderful day together on this 9th Mother’s Day we have shared.

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Ummmm…. WRONG! DO NOT PASS GO. DO NOT COLLECT $200. GO DURECTLT TO JAIL IF YOU THINK THATS HOW THIS STORY GOES.

I’m writing to you from the bathroom. Yup. The bathroom. Where I’m contemplating a.) taking a shower b.) just sitting and typing c.) hiding from the outside world or d.) reminiscing of my crazy (per usual Sunday morning or e.) all of the above.

Correct Answer: e- All of the above.

So let me shoot it to you straight, people. The REAL Mothers’s Day happens, well anytime I get a “get out if jail free” card and can escape the house to have alone time. And that includes work. Don’t get me wrong, I LOOOOOOVVE my crew, but 4 is/can be/ will always be a house of crazy with love on top. Just the way things are. Mother’s Day is a fun day to attempt to call it a holiday, but who are we kidding?! Unless, I’m 10,000 miles away, on a work trip or deathly ill in the hospital, I have had more relaxing days spent at the dentist than on Mother’s Day. Sorry…that’s the truth.

So today, on this glorious day that we honor Mothers, my husband gets sick. Sick like stay-away-and-don’t-come-near-me-because-if-you-get-me-or-a-kid-sick-I-will-kill-you-because-ain’t-nobody-got-time-for-that- sick.

So, I put on my big girl panties and did what any good Mother would do. Got shit done. Told Hubby to go back to bed and stay away from us, first. Then the real party got started. We were all … up at 7, breakfast by 7:30, work by 8, errands by 9, car wash by 10, lunch by 11, and naps at noon.

And here I am now. Now enjoying peace and quiet, albeit in the bathroom where I’d rather do my therapy (that’s really what this blogging thing is also known as) instead of out in the living room for just a few minutes….And hopefully I’ll get a shower, brush my teeth, and get to dry my hair to be human by this afternoon. But today will go on. It will end as quick as it started and just be another day in the books.

So it wasn’t the story book day everyone paints. It never is. But the day was great. Because it really was. I got to hang with my 4 little people. They had fun at the car wash and Target. They loved lunch at Sweet Tomatoes (not because I wanted to go there but because I knew everyone could agree on there.) We had a typical day, filled with the typical stuff and that’s a okay with me. Because somewhere out there, I’m sure my day sounds pretty perfect to someone else, just as theirs sounds pretty perfect to me.

One more thing…let’s face it- do you KNOW how much effort goes into those picture perfect kids at church or at the store? Do you understand how much timing is involved in getting everyone out the door looking all fancy? I’m exhausted just thinking about it. (The next time you are at church, congratulate the patents who have themselves put together and the kids.) Smoke and mirrors. Smoke and mirrors.

We are Mothers, everyday, to anyone and everyone who needs our help in anytime and any place. We jump at the chance to help others out, near and far, offer support, love, friendship, trust and faith to those that need to be picked up. We just do. Make it work. It’s what we all do best. P.S. We aren’t always perfect either (note the breakfast below I almost served my kid because I was exhausted and didn’t read the label!)

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So on today, this 100th Mother’s Day, I hope everyone realizes that it’s really no different that any other day. Yes, there’s some more freebies, and if you get pampered, consider yourself one of the lucky, but just remember to thank your Mother more than just one time a year. A small token (kiss, hug, call, night out, etc.) of appreciation goes VERY far and we always love it, just as we do on Mother’s Day.

So now, I’m going to take a nap. A nap sounds like a wonderful present to me. Nap wins over shower. Maybe tomorrow… Decisions, decisions…

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Smile and make the best of the day! It’s all you really have control of anyways!

28 Apr 2014

A Year Later: Keeping Promises

No Comments Adventures, CAH, Everyday, Personal

One year ago seems like yesterday. I can recount every minute, every instance. Every person who helped. Every person who prayed. It seems so much like yesterday. And still brings tears thinking about how differently things could have turned out.
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20 Apr 2014

This is 35.

4 Comments Adventures, Everyday, Personal

This is 35: I will survive. I turn 35 in one day. 35. I am old. Or am I young? I’m 35. I think that this is going to be good age. A little crazy. But all so worth it.

I once read an article that said 45 was the “eye of the storm”. If that is correct, then 35, which is not TOO far away from 45, but still on the horizon, could be considered the start of the most intense years of our life. It seems that, just like a hurricane, this is the year where we are just in it. Life is busy. Life is fast. Life is intense. Life is swirling us and before you know it, you are 45 and in the eye of the storm. Then you can relax…for a while at least.

This is 35.
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18 Mar 2014

The BEST Big Brother EVER!

2 Comments CAH, Kids, Lifestyle, Parenting, Personal, Raising Children

An article I read the other day got me thinking about a gift I never knew existed from my son, the big brother of three younger sisters. It was a gift I had never thought about until I read the article.  I wanted to write this piece so that one day my girls will know that Jake, their big brother, gave them a gift I could never have given. Read more

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