Confessions

These are my confessions…

[I was going to put a picture of Usher here, but they were all stupid pictures…sad face…]

 

1)  My last post was on June 13.  That’s 47 days ago.  There’s been so much happening since then.
2)  Thursday, June 14, Keira had an allergic reaction (at the time, we thought to peanut butter, but we’re now thinking it was wasp spray) and I had to take her to the ER.  Swollen eye, sneezing, runny nose and eventually hives.  I was a blubbering mess while I had to hold her down so they could stab her with needles.  Benadryl makes her crash.  HARD.  She has an appointment with a pediatric allergist in September.
3)  After the episode, the hubs mentioned all of us switching over to a more “whole food” kind of diet (!!!).  I have yet to see any change, though.
4)  She started walking the very next day!!!  A week shy of 15 months and my baby turned into a toddler.  The word amazing doesn’t even begin to describe that feeling.
5)  We went to Colorado to see our families for about a week at the end of June/beginning of July and Keira was an absolute terror on the plane rides.  I think flights #5 and #6 of her little 15 month old life were just out of her tolerable zone.  We’re not flying again for a LONG time.
6)  I’ve been eating like absolute crap and I’m so sick of it.  Been trying to convince the hubs to get on board and he finally told me why he resists so much.  I’m an all-or-nothing kind of person.  Do it and do it well.  He is a slow change kind of guy.  It doesn’t mesh well when the all-or-nothing tries to make the gradual-change go her way.  Point taken.  Still haven’t produced a remedy to the situation.
7)  I got up at 5am, per hubby’s request, so that we get some adult alone time (without that God-damned tv) and so I have some time to myself before putting on my mommy hat.  It’s currently 6:23 and I have to say, it’s nice to get out of bed and know that I’m just getting up so I can relax with my coffee and my thoughts instead of getting up because Baby Bear is awake.  I’ll be ready for bed by noon, I think, but I’ll give it a week.
8)  We finally got internet back at our house!!!!  Most of my posts up to this point have been from my phone which is why I avoid it and don’t post as much as I’d like to.  I’m a fast typer and it’s painful to type on a phone.  I forget what I wanted to say by the time the words catch up to my brain.  On the other hand, I sit and stare at the computer screen a lot when blogging from it.  Can’t have your cake and eat it too, I suppose.
9)  In the near future, I’ll probably be posting lots of pictures of dresses from my little Sew KuTe business because I have been BUSY lately.
10)  Still running and really look forward to it on Monday/Wednesday/Friday!

I think 10 things pretty much sum up life, as of late.  I’ll try to update more and I really want to get to a point where this blog inspires me to be a better person and dig deep to find out what I want.  Another blogger (Martha…what what!) has inspired me.  She is a business owner, fit chick and generally a bad-ass.  One of the busiest women “I know” and she is going back to school.  Some of the things that have always been of interest to me, and seemingly just out of my reach for YEARS, are bodybuilding/fitness (think Jamie Eason…man, she is amazing), finance and entrepreneurship.  Do all of these things go together?  Possibly.  Do I want them to?  I don’t know.  I do know that they have all felt so close, yet just too far, for a long time and I don’t want to be 50 years old and regret not doing things for myself during my best years.  I started this whole raising-a-family-and-being-a-mommy thing when I was 22 years old back in 2009.  I won’t say I’ve “wasted” the last 4 years, but looking back, those years were filled with a lot of heartache, tears, exhaustion and not a whole lot to show for it.  I’ve spent “the best years of my life” grieving, feeling sorry for myself and working through some major shit.  I want something for myself that I can control.  That can’t be taken from me.  If I lose everything else in my life, something that will always be with me.  Honestly, that’s education.  Hell, you could even take the diploma, but you can’t take the experience and knowledge.  I want Keira to grow up with confidence, knowing that she can be and do anything she wants to with hard work and dedication.  And to be a [mature and responsible] opportunist.

Ok, enough babbling.  I need to go make the bed and get my Baby Bear out of bed.  Have a great day everyone!

 

Oh, and PS, I got 2 lines about a week ago.  We are not telling anyone (I haven’t told my best friends or my family!) so if you know me personally, I expect you to keep it to yourself, as well.  No husband, no kids, no parents, don’t even tell your dog.  It’s different this time.  We are happy, but we don’t even talk about it.  I have another few weeks until my first ultrasound so we are kind of holding our breath until then.

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8 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    Cynthia said,

    OOOOOMMMMMGGGGG!!! I almost quit reading half way through because Hannah is in my ear about her wet pullup!!! How many preggo tests did I talk about since this happened, that had to be torture 😀 Congrats by the way!!! And school? Yes, beach day, so much to talk about!

    • 2

      Brittany said,

      It HAS been torture! See the perks of following my blog? 😉 You’re definitely one of the “best friends” I hadn’t told! The only ones I’ve actually told were the ones who asked and I couldn’t lie to. My own fault for announcing that we were trying! Yes, thank goodness for beach day!

  2. 3

    Jeanette said,

    BFP! Whoot Whoot!

  3. 5

    martha84 said,

    Thanks for the shout out! I thought you fell off the face of the planet! I know you can do anything your little heart desires – as long as what you’re doing makes you happy – that’s what it’s all about 🙂
    Congrats again on your surprise – and it’s nice to have you back on WordPress!

  4. 7

    Ummmm…..snuck this by me…I ALMOST didn’t finish reading your blog post all the way because I was going to recommend YOU go all or nothing, but let him do gradual change….be silent in your ALL OR NOTHING and he will maybe catch on? Working for us anyway. I went all or nothing and he is falling in-line at suppertime, because he has to. I just don’t say anything about his ice cream before bed or the chips/salsa sitting out all weekend ;)!

    And “cautious” congrats!!!!!!

    • 8

      Brittany said,

      Thanks, Heidi! Since I do the shopping, I just stop buying shit food and that’s where the argument comes in. “Just because you decided to boycott certain things (he wouldn’t actually say junk food) doesn’t mean I can’t have it.” So he forced his way into grocery shopping a few weekends ago. Half of what he bought was thrown in the trash because it went bad or I ate it because he wasn’t (Like bananas, he ALWAYS wants or buys them then doesn’t eat them). He’s just a pain in the ass.


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