Piggies are the best



There is no one place that I would rather be.  Here, holding my child, in the still of the night.


Listening to nothing but the sound of her breath

Because it makes everything else go away.  My girls, they a lot of times, have been stressing me out.  Sassing back at me, changing, growing, asserting themselves in the way they best know how.
At the end of the day, when everything else doesn't matter, and its just me, one of my babies and the night...I just thank God for giving them to me.  I thanked God tonight, for letting me have the chance to hold Kailey in my arms tonight and tell her that I loved her.  Kissed her forehead at least 100 times AFTER she fell asleep...because they are growing too fast. 
Kisses, you know, are not "cool".
There is nothing more in this world that I could love.
My girls, they complete me.  They are my world.  They are my everything.
Parents, I think, our kids  take our job for granted too often.  We are under paid, and not appreciated.  But, we are the memory makers.  We are the mold in which our kids are made.
We are a reflection of them, and them of us.
We need to remember that every single day.
I need to remember that.
Every. Single. Day.
Forgive often.  Love much.  Hug your babies.  Even if they are 8, 11 and 13.
When they are sleeping, they don't care if you kiss their forehead.  :)
My God, have I been blessed.  I love my girls.
To the moon and back.
And proud of each one of you.
Rylee, Regan, Kailey....you are all three the best gifts I could have ever received in this lifetime.  I love you.

That Coconut...He Mommy Boy.



Him Mommy Boy.

My Goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.

Come home after work, after school, whenever we walk through the door, there they are.  The dog.  They love us unconditionally, and we love them just the same.  He still likes me even if I run out of treats, or if I put his rawhide up on the fridge so he can't reach it.
He still loves me even though he really wanted to go for a walk, and I am too tired.
I know this, because he is here, by my side, and never leaves.
He even sits outside the bathroom door when I shower.
He im Mommy Boy and I love him to pieces and bits.
I <3 My Coconut Monroe.



Sparrows to Eagles

"She's a sparrow when she's broken...but she's an eagle...when she flies."

~Dolly Parton

This song has my Mom written all over it.  My Grandma, my Aunt Jean, and me, maybe too.  Even my sister Jamie.  Tonight, I have been kicked and kicked and I guess I am done being kicked by the same people.  I have been sitting as the broken sparrow.  I don't want my girls to think that it's ok to have people treat you like shit and walk all over you.  Somewhere, in the midst of the kicking, and in the midst of the name calling, the blocking, the endless nonsense, you have to stand your ground and find who you are.

I was that broken sparrow for quite sometime in my life.

I had an Aunt that flew as that sparrow.

She, no matter what, lifted me up.

I had a Grandmother that flew as that sparrow.  She, no matter what, did what she needed to do for herself and for her family to make things the best she could for THEM.  She always came last.  She was my best friend.  She was someone that always, always, no matter what, could shake it out of me.

(and I was better.)

I have a Mother...who is my everything in this world.  She is that eagle every time I look at her.  Her eyes tell me stories that my Aunt and Grandma never could.

Her face and her smile and her arms are there no matter what.  She has been that sparrow, but you know, as long as I have known her, she has been that Eagle.  Always.

I have 3 girls.  Been told recently by two people that I am the most horrible person on the planet.  I have been told I have no friends, no life, no nothing. I have been told I am hated by many.

It made me quit flying.

It hurt.  But, then....something inside me said..."You have 3 girls."  You can do this, and you have that *SISTER*

who has never let you down.  That sister who has made you keep flying.  It will all be ok, I think.

I can't make everyone happy nor do I need to.  I just need to be true to myself and remember who is important to me, and will help me fly.  The people that bring me down....done.

Maybe a sparrow now, but that Eagle, that Eagle, Gram....she's here.  And I love my girls...and if there is anything I can teach them, its to stand up for what you believe in, for what you love, for what makes you feel PASSION.

I'm not going anywhere....I am only going to make my life a better place, and so far, its awesome.

When the sparrow in me comes back, I have the people I need to lift me back up, and I have God.

Faith.

its 2012.

You can't make me and break me anymore.  I am here to be a better Mom, a better daughter, a better friend, a better sister, and a better everything.
Out with the people that continually make me feel like a sparrow.
I am going to fly.

#tweetthat

So Irish...

So Irish....

Said my Uncle George to the doctor...

..."I only drink when I'm alone or with someone."  (No wonder why Aunt Jean loved him so.)

I'm Irish.  It's 2012. 

I have had a few with the best of them.

I expect that my liver will hurt this year at some point in time.

May your liver hurt at some point this year while you are around your favorite friends and family. 

Stairs



“We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
― Anaïs Nin

I have, with ease, ran down these stairs.  Not these stairs in the picture, but a set of stairs that I have faced. 
Running down was the easy part.  I felt like somedays, I was flying down and felt so free.
Other days, I felt like I was just hanging on, going through the motions of stepping down another step.
Sometimes, I stopped completely, looking back up and thinking; how did I get here?
 One step at a time.
I will take with me people who are an important part of my life.
Walking with people who matter.
Surrounding myself with people who love me for who I am, and leaving behind people that are nothing but negative.
I suck at a lot...but I know that the people and things that
I surround myself with will help make or break me.
I have a few steps to go back up, and I am ready.
I refuse to have people think they can break me that easy...because...if I have learned anything, I have learned that my faith will get me through.
Sticks and stones...sticks and stones.
Its a new year, and I am ready.


 YOU is kind.
YOU is important.
YOU is smart.

~The Help.

2012 Blessing



2012
Blessing for the New Year.
May the new year bring
The warmth of hearth and home to you.
The cheer and goodwill of friends to you,
The hope of a childlike heart to you.
The joy of a thousand angels to you,
The love of the Son and God's peace to you.

~Irish Blessing



2012...
I am ready for the new year.