This face...

Makes my heart break into a million pieces...and then melt into mush.

Scares me a little because it means madness ensues...

Is everything to me.




Of all the mommies in the world...God sent her to me...that's just...wow!

one word weekend

Deluge.

Love.

Woolgathering.

Snuggle.

Giggle.

Exhausted.

Festival.

Nephew.

Cousins.

Friends.

just being

Today Isabella and I had a stay-home day...Lovey was busy working at "the cherry store" so we chose to just mellow out here at home.


I'll be working soon myself, ya know...yes indeedy! As a barista at my local Starbucks...ahh the glamorous life of a suddenly single mom. Good thing I look good in green.




I cleaned house while Isabella played...

Jasper looks perky because he just snarfed half a dozen burnt chicken nuggets out of the trash can...he thought I didn't notice, I'm learning to pick my battles with that beast.



Very busy shopping in between playing "horsey" with the broom...I had just swept up ten lbs. of black lab fur with said "horsey"


My mother's day daises Lovey and Granddaddy had Isabella give me on Sunday...Know what I love about daises? They're still so cheerful and fresh nearly a week later...


I am so grateful.


I hope you all have a lovely weekend...

XOXO
MC

Mother's Day

Happy Mother's day to all mommies everywhere!

Today we're appreciated and noted for our valiant efforts in poop wiping, sleepless nights, nursing, dressing, combing, bathing, disciplining....oh yeah, and that small matter of birthin' 'em to begin with :)

Much love and awe from yers truly.

Now, go prop your feet up and laugh at your husband while he changes a diaper.

Squishy men are the best men.

Well, Jet lag has waned and schedules are being re-established...things are starting to feel a little more normal. I miss Hawaii just a bit more than I thought I would...but a new squishy baby nephew to snuggle has definitely been an acceptable elixir for that malady. See that handsome studmuffin up there? He's my new man...too bad he's a total momma's boy...he cried after this picture...hey, I'm working my way in people...

Uhm...please try to overlook my brown roots showing through...been a little busy...Ms. Clairole and I definitely need to reconnect.

Isabella and I are happily nestled into my parents big ole house way out in the boonies...a huge contrast to our little suburb life we've lived the past 5 years. Being back at my parent's is more than a little surreal for me...the last time I lived here was when I was 18...right before I unfolded my still-wet wings and headed to the courthouse to sign myself away to a boy I barely knew. Yikes. Lets not go there...not until I've had at least two years of therapy...wait, make it three.

Monday I will go forth into the fray and begin my quest for a job...oh my. A job...pardon me while I rock back and forth and wring my hands a bit...I'll be leaving my little wienerschnitzel during the day to be a workin' woman...I cain't take it! I've stayed at home with her since she was just a little squirmy pink wad...I can't handle the thought of not being a stay at home momma...but she will be in Lovie's capable hands, so I've nothing to fear. Change is always scary, but I tell myself if I just take it one step at a time, things will start to feel less scary and more acceptable.

Bitterness? Oh yeah...I got some of that. Anger? How much do ya want...I've got a stockpile...Disappointment? Let me just go check my inventory, 'cause I believe that department is full to bursting. But such is life, my friends! I got my red-headed stinker-pants...and that's all that really matters.

And now, with my new-found sense of freedom, I will proceed to say how I really feel about things. Oh boy, this blogging thing? It's gonna be So. Much. More. Fun.