tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33413458320712172122024-02-21T05:49:12.051-06:00It's just organized chaos...The life of a 26 yr old single mother of 2 great kids...and a preschool teacher to 12 additonal kids in MY HOME.... some thoughts are crazy and some quite sane....you just never know!!!!!
Life's Not Meant To Be Easy.....But It Sure Is Fun!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-46786815907570806052012-01-06T13:54:00.000-06:002012-01-06T13:54:45.801-06:00Ya Ya Ya<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So, I have this issue. I go and post and say that I know I need to post more nad then the days turn into weeks, and the weeks into months and now, it's been since October of Last year! Geesh I know, I'm terriable. I've been going through alot lately and with not many around anymore ot hear my rants. I've decided.. yes yet again that I shall post it to here. <br />
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Oh ya and if you haven't been over to my craftinb log, what are you waiting for head over there. There's always something going on over there. <br />
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<a href="http://www.craftdonkey.blogspot.com/">http://www.craftdonkey.blogspot.com/</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-387471307502181682011-10-13T11:27:00.000-05:002011-10-13T11:27:25.490-05:00Whoa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It's been quite some time since I have written on here. I guess I've been preoccupied with life. Ok thats not true at all. Well maybe alittle. Honestly most nights I have more than enough time to write and I should. I miss it. The release of everythign thats inside needing a place to fall. <br />
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I've decided I shall begin again.. how about that. It may not always be pretty. Learning to balance working outside of the home now. So, I might need to update some things on here since I am no longer running a preschool. However, tonight I shall dive into some posts. I have alot to talk about.. lol. So much has been going on. Ranging form like I said working outside of the home for the first time in over 6 years, figuring out the wonderful world of livivng with someone and balancing the family aspect of it all while discovering a balance between Eric (my bf of 2 yrs that we moved in with) and just eveyrthing that comes along with blending everyone together. I have some great stores and expereiences thus far to share and some not so pretty. But, I shall share them all. <br />
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Look forward to getting back into the swing of things. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-27803336605358686972011-07-07T22:07:00.000-05:002011-07-07T22:07:06.181-05:00Conflicted Feelings<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">So, I'm moving and changing jobs. I shall no longer being doing daycare. I'm stuck now with a conflictions of feelings. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">On one side there's a whole new life, relationship, job and beginning that's opening up for me. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">On the other side, there's a bit of scariness because it is a new town, new job and new life, as well as the sadness of leaving first and foremost my best friend in this whole world. The only person who knows just as much about me as I do. Who's seen every side of me there is, the good, the bad, the imperfect.. I mean everything.. the things you never show anyone else, me yelling at my kids in complete frustration, me in tears over where my life is.. EVERYTHING. I go into tears even thinking about the day I'm leaving him. I mean we spend a good 3-4 nights a week together hanging out. He's the uncle my kids have but never have gotten to know.. lol I want to take him with me.. In fact.. I TRIED.. hee hee. I know its not fair to him to ask him to do it.. but what can I say.. I want it. I can't imagine my nights and all the discussion we have not being there... or at least not the way they are now. It's sad... just sad. I knew this day would come. WAIT, that's a lie.. I never thought about it.. cause it made me sad then. BLAH.. hate it.. can you tell?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> On top of this, I'm also leaving a few families that have become part of my family. The ones I've had since they were infants and built relationships with. Leaving a few of them and not getting to see these little ones grow like I have also makes me terribly sad. I've seen the first roll overs, the first steps, words, timeouts...everything! UGH more sadness.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">But, like I said there's allot of excitement as well. I'll get to see adults everyday! I'll get to use my degrees and my brain for more than how to get Little missy to stop biting and two girls to be friends. Which.... takes allot.. it does. but you know what I mean. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I've been semi bi-polar in my emotions. IT SUCKS. One moment I'm overwhelmed with excitement and anxious to see how things will go. the next in complete sadness thinking of leaving those I love the most. I know I'll see them again but it's just different. No matter how close you are or remain everything changes. Change is good, Change is hard.</span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-49958018641555847422011-07-06T09:44:00.000-05:002011-07-06T09:44:23.340-05:00wow oh wow<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So, its been quite some time since I've written.. more going on then well I can explain at this time. However, in the mists of all the smoke I have some news to share with everyone. I am moving in a month. i will no longer be doing daycare/preschool in my home and will go back to working in an office. Timing is somewhat ideal for many reasons. Once being both of my kids are now in school. Second, I'm ready to be away form the town I'm in... I love small towns.. but right now I'm about ready to burst with the small town mentality around here. Third, no more long distance relationship. For over a year I have been commuting 2.5 hours away to see my boyfriend on weekends we're both available. I'm moving now to an area much closer to where he is.. making my life a bit easier. I found a house that even better is going to allow me to have a scrapbooking room!! OMG I forget what its even like to have a room dedicated to my happiness! All of this came about in a bit of a hap hazardous way, however, with everything in life I'm running with it all and making the best of it all for the kiddos and I. Knowing in the end all of the wrinkles will be ironed out along the way. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I now have a month to get my 4 bed, 2 bath around 2700 sq ft house all packed up.. oh did I mention I'm doing this until I move with daycare kids in tow.. lol. A bit crazy but, I wanted to make sure the kiddos and parents got good notice to find other care. It's going to be super hard to leave one of my best friends ever as well as some of the kiddos I've had forever and fallen in love with. However, the winds of change are blowing me.... forcefully... and I feel there's no use in fighting them.. I should flow with them..right? RIGHT!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So, now that my life isn't so... hmm dare I say puvlic or under the public magnifying glass I shall be posting here alot more! YAY</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-89111902471803428332011-05-17T08:45:00.000-05:002011-05-17T08:45:25.663-05:00Got My Groove Back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So, after a few months of not feeling up to par from medical issues and stress from everyday life, I am BACK!!!! Since last week I have my bounce back in my step. I'm loving it. I actually got some sleep this last weekend... which is a god send.. as well I haven't ever slept well... but last 4-5 months it's been super bad. <br />
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I've been crafting alot lately, which I highly contribute to this pep in my step. <br />
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Things have been a bit crazy. It has been a swinging door here with moving some kiddos out and others in. Not an easy thing to do btu I've taken on the challenge head on! I'm ok with it. <br />
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Hmm what else... my son is yet grounded again! Ugh sometimes that kid just baffles me. Now I believe he weighs the options of what he knows will be the consequence against what he was suppose to do. haha Smart kid.. yet very dumb... lol. I'm a hard ass when it comes to breaking the rules. <br />
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For instance I have rule that when you stay the night at a friends house, you come home or call me by noon the next day. Let me know whats going on and so forth. Well Sat. Taylor stayed the night at a friends... and then didn't call... or show up. Then he decided to go to the park.. haha which isn't allowed as well!!! I have to know where you are at all times! Therefore, he is now grounded. Furthermore, he walked through he door and I said you know your in trouble right.. he says "yep." and I say your grounded for a week and he says, I know.. but it was worth not having to do my chores this afternoon. <br />
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hahaha kid cracks me up... and drives me bonkers at the same time! But that's life right. <br />
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Hmm whatever craziness.... well... honestly there hasn't been any! I'm not sure whats going on but I'm loving it. My daughter is for some reason.... liking me and my rules!!! Crazy i know right. LOL It's made it super easy and alot less battles.<br />
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However, I have noticed that the older Desiree gets the more her and Taylor bicker! BLAH! I deal with it as it comes.. I can't believe shes going to be 6 this year.. and right around the corner on the 4th of July! Sooooo BIG... well her mouth anyways.. hee hee she's still a tiny little girl.<br />
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Crafting has been going super well... loving doing video tutorials and posting projects and challenges.. be sure to check it out. Lots of free givaways! You can find it under my profile.. the craft donkey!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-72787866088954201472011-05-10T14:44:00.000-05:002011-05-10T14:44:02.891-05:00RecipeI love light summer recipes. Here's one I can across that i can't wait to try! yum<br />
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<a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/mahi-mahi-with-fresh-pineapple-salsa-213302">http://www.food.com/recipe/mahi-mahi-with-fresh-pineapple-salsa-213302</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-23734296141666932011-05-09T09:14:00.000-05:002011-05-09T09:14:41.389-05:00Why are people so self concerned......So, I apologize for the lapse in posting. I have been trying to get my crafting blog underway and it's taken a bit of time up. And, to be honest.. been pretty boring around here. <br />
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I'm attempting to adjust to no longer having 12 kiddos in care and no assistant. makes everything a little harder. Going to the bank, running out of toilet paper... everything.... much harder. On top of all of that also been struggling with parents being upset with me. Since I no longer have an assistant I can no longer just take siblings when they do not have school at their preschools. I'm getting calls that give me 2 days notice their even out and by then its a matter of luck if I can get an assistant in here on such short notice. in my thinking I'd think parents would prefer to make their own arrangements as opposed to me taking on extra kids and being over my limit... which can get me in great trouble. <br />
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However, this is not the case.. instead it turns into them treating me like I'm letting them down and screwing them over. I had disappointing people much less not being able to do what they want. But, in this particular instance I just can't! However, no one looks at how their reactions to me not being able to take their kids at a whims notice affects me. <br />
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Sometimes it feels everyone only cares how it affects them. I wish I could get across to people that if I did what they wanted and didn't worry about the precautions then they could end up with no care at all if I were to get into trouble for having too many kids. <br />
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It's such a stress... all the time... worrying about my life affecting my parents. At times I often wonder how can people be soo selfish. I consider the fact that i used to be able to take the spare siblings however all of my parents know that I no longer have an assistant and can no longer just take them without notice.... but they almost make it seem like care for their children that are not enrolled in my daycare is my problem.. grrrrrrrrUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-6237247803256446242011-04-20T12:31:00.000-05:002011-04-20T12:31:05.624-05:00Breathing EasierSo, after about a month of high stress things going on. The dust has settled a bit. Alas, here I still stand. Whole and in tact. Alittle dinged up, a few wounds that still need to heal. But, alive and ready to go on. Light is showing at the end of the tunnel. <br />
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Ok, so you get it right? Things are on the up and hopefully just keep going in that direction. lol<br />
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With the primary bad stress behind me. I say bad stress as in the stuff you have no control over but controls all of your life. Like your health. I'm hoping to finally be able to sleep. After over a month of not getting much sleep and this last week I haven't slept 2 consequitive hours in a row on any given night. Tried everything from sleeping meds to general stuff like tylnol pm and nyquil and well... nothing. Hoping that just maybe... I can rest easy. I definately need to work on not harboring hard feelings on those who have worked oooo soo hard to make my life more complicated. That's going to be the hardest part for me is not having my mind sit on all the ways I could cause them just as many issues. Problem is with me is I don't have the heart to do that. I have enough anger to think up things, but would I ever follow through... nah. Not in my nature. Kill them with kindness right? Ya, well while I may nto be spreading the kindness I'll just let it go... may take a bit.<br />
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While all the stress isn't totally behind me I guess I feel like things at least have a solution now. A path to correction. It's hard to explain without giving a ton of details. All in all life is starting to look like it could go back to normal. Well, as much normal as it can. In May, I should be able to explain more... and trust me when those details come out... you'll understand it all. However, as of now I can't share all the details of all the stress. But just had to get on and write something...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-81019455626651713472011-04-18T08:03:00.000-05:002011-04-18T08:03:55.931-05:00Crafting BLOG.. share it for a chance at free goodies!I began a new blog in efforts to seperate my crafting goodies from all the other choas I write about. Please go and follow it. with each new follower throughout the month.. I plan on doing a drawing for a prize for every 10 people who follow me!!! They will be amazing items like Prima and Tim Holtz and so forth. So send it to your friends, share it with all you know. There's going to be alot of ideas, convo, some chats, challeneges, and tons of giveaways!!! So.. go ahead.. share away!!<br />
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<a href="http://craftdonkey.blogspot.com/">http://craftdonkey.blogspot.com/</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-71353650528931885412011-04-17T13:14:00.000-05:002011-04-17T13:14:36.983-05:00WOWSo, I had to share this. Each year my birthday rolls around. Each year my father forgets.. and is very open about forgetting or letting me know his 6 year old son had to remind him. Well this year was by far priceless. My birthday was on the 13th. On the 15th I get a message from him. <br />
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"You're suppose to answer your phone on your Birthday. Happy Birthday."<br />
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I shook my head. i figured when I saw the message he had forgotten or he had the wrong day. Amazing to me. Simply shocking. He never forgets my brother or sisters birthday. I just don't get it. It's hurtful. However I have to say I did not call him as I wanted to and say "Geez dad I do answer my phone.. ON MY BIRTHDAY!" I didn't. <br />
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I did call my sister, who also had forgotten until my brother called to tell her to call me. haha However she was very honest.. about almost forgetting and when i said it was just fine she was all about telling me how I should be yelling and bitching at her as she would me if I had forgotten. I do find it funny how everyone in my family can recall everyone else's b-days, even my kids... lol except mine. Cracks me up.<br />
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I told my sister she ought to call my dad and ask if he called me two days prior for my birthday. She did, he stated he knew it wasn't my b-day but fig. he might as well call. See to me it would have been much easier had he just called and said I'm sorry I forgot it. But no instead he tries to talk my sister into calling me and also telling me happy birthday on the wrong day. WOW<br />
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That is all I could say to that. WOWUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-68768783167078594812011-04-13T12:00:00.000-05:002011-04-13T12:00:53.876-05:00A Must Read<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO5k_2oQ5smDtT3Xrn5WYQw4ul-C44ImrJtoFzNyM5hj5cwfxxUXkcqv6lCjSj8R1dEBiPInuTPHG0rZCCknTOxG634TKZZEKbU7DX-RDYoFvt1RRwi1iUDAy3Z7XIFmboexHlHDsPu76I/s1600/73420068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO5k_2oQ5smDtT3Xrn5WYQw4ul-C44ImrJtoFzNyM5hj5cwfxxUXkcqv6lCjSj8R1dEBiPInuTPHG0rZCCknTOxG634TKZZEKbU7DX-RDYoFvt1RRwi1iUDAy3Z7XIFmboexHlHDsPu76I/s1600/73420068.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I got this book for Christmas from a good friend of mine. Has taken me a while to get it finished but I have to say I'm totally in love with it. <br />
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I'm not normally a fan of Whoopi persay. However, this book is amazing! had to give it a shout out. Basically she talks about an assortment of things that just tick her off. haha I know who wants to read about someones rants and raves? But this book was like it was written by me. Talks about rude people using their cell phones anywhere and everywhere.. event he darn bathroom. Being rude to others at events, kids in places they shouldn't be, children not being independent, not going outside and playing but instead becoming overweight sitting inside doing nothing but glued to something that plugs in. <br />
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I just adore reading it. makes me feel like I'm not insane whenever I've been on my little soap box complaing about rude people and the lack of general manners amongst people. <br />
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If you enjoy reading and often find yourself asking what int he hell has happened to people or kids for that matter.. it's a must read piece.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-44922038599080346662011-04-12T19:04:00.000-05:002011-04-12T19:04:43.051-05:00BLAHI have literally never felt as horrible and as sick to my stomach as I do at this very moment. Tonight I had to give some parents of mine (daycare parents) their 2 week notice. I can't get into the details but because I could no longer retain an aid.. well that's not completely true I just can't depend on them to show up and not be over on my numbers if they do not.<br />
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Its soo complicated its nuts however basically the state is bulling me into having to let go of two kiddos I have had for 2.5 years. Their some of my favorites and I love their parents and all we've done for one another more than anything in this world. Not to mention the little kiddos I've grown soo attached to its crazy. Their kiddos are like my kids brother and sister.<br />
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Anyways, tonight I had to ask them to leave in two weeks. It boils down to not having an assistant anymore and needing to cut back on my numbers because I will no longer have an assistant. As well as if I care for these kiddos when they need it as of may.. until 7pm in the evening and on every other weekend. I can have no friends or family come over who have a past the state does not like. Which is like everyone in my family... lol.. and a ton of my friends. As, well there's very few people in this world whom have never been in trouble.<br />
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Anyways, it very much so boils down to watching these kids or continuing to would mean the end of my life as I know it. I feel horrible. I feel like I have let them down.. good friends as well as their kids. <br />
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Everything about the state just pisses me off right now. They want to control my life even on non-daycare hours and who is or is not allowed in my home. Which makes no sense to me what so ever if I'm not operating at that time. This case is just different. I've never had to ask anyone to leave much less kiddos I loved and have had for so long. Just rahter pissed off as a whole.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-7994711197433479602011-04-12T10:33:00.002-05:002011-04-12T10:33:16.350-05:00Don't judge me....don't look at me like that.<br />
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I live in a small community. It's over flowing with that I call helecoptor PTO moms. These are the moms who would rather die than miss one soccer pratice, who overflow their children with activities as well as themselves. You know these women no matter where you live. Maybe your even one of them. Their the moms that no matter what tiem of day or where you see them they have their perfectly pressed, non stained clothes on, hair in perfect place, make-up done to the T and look as though they get all the sleep in the world. Their the moms that I often look at and wonder hmm what am I doing wrong. I rarly put on my face just to leave the house, always have paint or something on me and well.. the hair.. even when all dolled up to go out is never to perfection. <br />
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These moms slightly annoy me. It's not their fault. I just can't stand that everytime I run into them. All they have to talk about is the great things their family, kids, hubby or themselves are doing. I can meet the same 20 women anywhere in town throughout a month and they never have anythign to say that doesn't reflect wonderfully on their perfect life. Now i'm not ignorant. I know their lives, children and family aren't perfect. You may say well their just positive people and don't want to discuss negative things or maybe they don't want to be that person always complaining. Which i agree both of those suck. But every now and then its good to see someone be human. Make mistakes, admit to their kids nto beign perfect. <br />
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I am not friends with these mothers. I may know them. Exchange friendly waves and small talk. But, would they ever invite me to dinner... nooooooo. Partially because I'm an incomplete family. They've never had a divorce and if they have they're never spoken of. They don't drink or if they do its the classy kinda drinkin. They don't swear or at least never in public. they didn't have children outta wedlock or as a teenager. Their children all come from one father. I'm trash I'm sure in their eyes. It doesn't bother me. I'm ok with not being a part of "the group". However, what I do not like and what bothers me is the looks. I often get looks from these moms.. at the store when my daughter refused to let me put up her hair thats a mess even after you brush it, or my son wants to wear something that doesn't match at all out to dinner, or when I'm shopping at night with or without my kids and well i look a mess. I'm sure many of you can sympathize with me on this. Their the moms that make you feel as though you're never quite adding up to what you should be. Not doing enough. Like I said its not all their fault.. sure the looks are and making others feel inseperior. But the fact that they can do it all is slightly impressive. However... it just annoys the FUCK outta me. <br />
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Yep.. I jsut used one of those words.. no classy woman much less a mother should ever use.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-11025203969123597992011-04-12T08:14:00.000-05:002011-04-12T08:14:37.480-05:00Another year has come and Gone<strike><strike></strike></strike>I've never had a birthday affect me but this year I have so much going on in my life that is uncertain such as my health and a few other things that I find myself slightly down about this birthday. Primarily because I guess it blows. It's not going to be with any of my loved ones.. other than of course my kiddos. Which of course I treasure but realistically its just not the same as adult loves ones and family. I'm sure you know what I mean. <br />
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I've always been okay with getting older. Cause well I just don't care. Never have. In fact as a child I couldn't wait to be 30. I have no clue why but it was that age I just couldn't wait to reach. It's the age where I was sure I'd have everything together in a nice little bundle. I'm only going to be 27 as of tomorrow. So, its no big deal but I find it just blows because its not going to be what I wanted. To essentially be surrounded by those I love the most. It's just not possible this year. <br />
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I have found myself reflecting on what the me of say 15 would think of the me now. Would she be disappointed or impressed? Goals and pieces of my life haven't went as planned as I'm certain they haven't for anyone. But, I know even with all the unplanned events my life is still a wonderful thing. I just find myself giggling a bit thinking about how naive I was. Even 12 years ago I was a mother. But that aside sooo much has changed it's amazing. My views on things and people. The things I've lived through but never imagined I would. Kinda puts some things in perspective for me and the current things going on. As I think back to some of the bigger things that have happened that I didn't see any good coming from or a light at the end of the tunnel so to speak.... now in hind sight I see it all. <br />
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I'm hoping for this birthday just to come with no bad news. That is my highest expectation from this birthday.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-10077207816440899572011-04-11T22:02:00.000-05:002011-04-11T22:02:41.167-05:00FearIt's amazing to me how much fear can rule ones life. The fear of not beign able to provide for your family. Fear for your health. The fear of maybe losing a job. The fear of losing someone you love The fear of losing a child. The fear of what will come. There's soooo many fears one can have. It's impossible to list them all.<br />
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Each different and involving different emotions. Sometimes emotions you can't even explain or put into any sorts of words. I'm pretty good with words but here lately I've some to the conclusion that words no longer make a difference. <br />
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How do you handle your fear? Do you put it in God's hands, do you eat it, so you exercise it off, take it out on others, bottle it up? What works for you.<br />
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I haven't been doing to well with my fears and concerns. Mainly I say I talk to others about them but it doesn't make me feel any better. For that matter neither does blogging about it. I have some fears.. such as the dark, that scares me alot! But other fears such as my health and situation in life. The things I have no real control over. I know have no control over any of it. Yet all of the possible outcomes of a few thigns have been running through my head. Causes me not to sleep thinking.... endless thinking. Literally, I don't sleep. I am not sure how to fix this. It's annoying and I know its just because this period of my life is a struggle in making decisions. There's soo many decisions to make, never knowing which ones lead to the path I want or should take. <br />
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I hate disappointing others more than anything but am coming to a point and time in my life where I'm understanding I have to at certian points. Which just blows!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-62343213005778217712011-04-11T07:39:00.000-05:002011-04-11T07:39:39.317-05:00Choas for sureI find that I have not written for some time about anything with meaning as well life has been throwing me curve ball after curve ball. Pretty sure its nearly to the point of breakign my back trying to hit the damn things. <br />
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I hate whinning so rather than writing I've found myself keeping the thoughts to myself and those who are closest to me. <br />
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It's been overwhelming enough right now in life to deal with it all much less to write it all down and look over what i have written. i find that rather than beign healing it would be more so depressing. <br />
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So, on another note of a re-cap I have created a new blog for all crafting. Seems to make more sense to use this as a personal blog and keep my crafts and creations on the other blog. http://craftdonkey.blogspot.com/<br />
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I'm going to try more to write about somethings. I have to admit I do miss it alot.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-10736330089385734352011-04-10T19:16:00.003-05:002011-04-10T19:18:35.421-05:00NEW crafting bloghttp://craftdonkey.blogspot.com/<br /><br />Here's the link to my new crafting blog. Very excited about it. There will be tons of projects, how to's, tutorials, vids, tons of pics and lots of inspiration. Please feel free to follow it if you've loved following this blog. I'll be sharing tons of my recents projects, layouts, party decor and will even be doing some class online when I get enough of an audiance together.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-83990024113952191342010-12-07T18:35:00.002-06:002010-12-07T18:59:34.025-06:00ChoasSo, it has been quite some time since I have written on here. A litte inspiration from a muse of sorts gave me a holler to get back to it. Just remember dear english teacher that I have always sucked at grammer and proper spelling and use of words.. haha.<br /><br /> So, alot has been going on recently. I have been dating a guy for sometime now (over 10 months). Pretty serious or at least as serious as it can be. By, this I mean he lives about 2.5 hours away. He can't move b/c of school. So we talk during the day sparingly and see eachother on the everyother to every weekend depending upon his schedule. <br /><br /> I'm begining to notice that maybe I have a problem. I'm not sure why I have it but I do. I am always trying to fix and mend things. i want to make everything better. I have been this way since I was a child. I never tell people no when they ask for something. Just not in me. I once even tried to start telling people no when I knew they'd never put for any much less the same amount of effort to please or help me. Needless to say it did not work.<br /><br /> Problem is I have found that I do this in my relationship. As things have changed over time I find that when things change too much, I try to correct them. Sometime by bring them to his attnetion, sometimes but just changing things. For instance, when I began to notice we no longer had actual conversations I began pushing for more undivided attention. As of now he attends school in the evenings so, that leaves us with mini convos of 5 min a few times a day and no real time to talk.. so I pushed for more convo. Which in turn backfired as he thought I was say he wasn't doing a good enough job and so forth. Even when I explain these are never my intentions always seems to backfire on me. We used to talk alot. So, when it changed I didn't want to get to where we never had a real convo. and then everything else drifted off as it can sometimes. So, I tried fixing it. Didn't work. I try this in other areas of the relationship as well. Long distance makes trust and evrything else 10 times harder. So, I get leary of women who are overly flirty (and its not just me, others see it. Of course he does not.) I have never been an insecure or dependent person but I find with him I am. I know I love him and when we're together there's never a question in my mind about anything. Cause its all great. But, its all thsoe days in between that I often feel like I'm the only one trying to keep things alive. Don't get me wrong he calls and is always the one who visits me because of my job and my own children. So, he makes efforts but just sucks I guess feeling like often I'm always trying to make things better when in turn he things nothing is the matter and I'm just making a list of his problem. I try explaining my feelings of hurt or jealousy (facebook is the devil for this.. people leaving comments on his wall, his comments to others.) but that always end up with us fighting from him mis-understanding me and my intentions. I hate how he never sees my point of view... and I explain it out. I know this is most men....lol, but by gosh it wasn't like this for the first 8 months or so.. well thats a lie there's always been alot of misunderstandings b/c most communication is via text or messenger or him not understanding why I feel the way I do about things he does that are rude, insensitive or hypocritical, and he just sees as me over reacting but then when I ask others they see it. Makes no sense. And, like I said when we're together there's never an issue, we communicate well and get along wonderfully. Just urks me I can't fix this and when I try.. well it blows up big time in my face. Like OMG something soo small but such a big deal. he has all my passwords to everything.. my computer that he uses, emails, everything jsut cause well theri all the same....lol he's seem my messenger and people messaging me and what not, but if I touch his phone or computer hes all away, refuses to log into messenger.. really weird n the more he refuses the more it makes me wonder y? His computer when I'm at his house he has to enter the password.. like it top secret.. idk just weird like he tries to make me insecure..idk just bothers me n not sure y. Cause I trust him, but then when he does weird things like that sets me back a bit. when I'm open about all aspects of my life n he shuts me out and then doesn't understand y it raises flags for me... <br /><br /> I find the same thing in my business, always trying to make people happy even if means making unwise business decisions. I know I can not always make everyone happy, nor always fix things but I always feel as though if they have reached out to me it is my responsibility to do as much as I possiably can. Why is this?????<br /><br /> Drives me bonkers. BLAH. No clue how to address any of it. This is mostly one big rant...lol but o wellUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-56716754883659291522010-10-18T12:57:00.005-05:002010-10-18T13:06:16.602-05:00Long time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNu141EtnEXcSZ8Obp_fcKtHFn8k0uY6RrM1VFO5C0Psv1Wnr0HotP8gN6KKAw594O7yZlCXOVbSdvYMnFIUMvIcHsQLiHLKI1BTYW0k0MwrtP3oMKRHeqiF3m8gqPYm_gIYnyUkuMzmcv/s1600/100_5972.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNu141EtnEXcSZ8Obp_fcKtHFn8k0uY6RrM1VFO5C0Psv1Wnr0HotP8gN6KKAw594O7yZlCXOVbSdvYMnFIUMvIcHsQLiHLKI1BTYW0k0MwrtP3oMKRHeqiF3m8gqPYm_gIYnyUkuMzmcv/s400/100_5972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529448751182815698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_4Ipg7G3ma_XnOaOD9dGX-yRfsVQOhfavHs9iFc2gExcBZ1YDMievS20LOJE0pF1ohS2NAEZ5_JAZED_6iloWcgxQfJsFZ3mcV8g8Q1m4fThhyphenhyphen376cUgBM6y_kNEiDuTLBbcIfb3fqzWO/s1600/100_5872.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_4Ipg7G3ma_XnOaOD9dGX-yRfsVQOhfavHs9iFc2gExcBZ1YDMievS20LOJE0pF1ohS2NAEZ5_JAZED_6iloWcgxQfJsFZ3mcV8g8Q1m4fThhyphenhyphen376cUgBM6y_kNEiDuTLBbcIfb3fqzWO/s400/100_5872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529448745959833602" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZ9z0O-WNvBBhqvRRvtfHh4e3-dFJPNgDDB5rCte5etnx9pHV4aQNEWFmEXLfgJDJ98epPnfFZoO-oewErkFbJsJrhy-EFQozO2WS46BPEOaII5JS6gVNC1yjBvhtj87aPaQUvomKjImo/s1600/100_5971.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggZ9z0O-WNvBBhqvRRvtfHh4e3-dFJPNgDDB5rCte5etnx9pHV4aQNEWFmEXLfgJDJ98epPnfFZoO-oewErkFbJsJrhy-EFQozO2WS46BPEOaII5JS6gVNC1yjBvhtj87aPaQUvomKjImo/s400/100_5971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529448737672211682" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGsHyHK-Ge0mLbAMcp3zZH1Cl_FhIINBnLXXwTTY3PRziM7l6VHdu2fpcVOJlMwN3MWy9Up_o1s4v_4EkNxsi-XWE21qY7RU0zTLnaArMARSAkPtUsSCTkiR7mX6T64w4JRKRhOYWk7Wz/s1600/100_5968.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGsHyHK-Ge0mLbAMcp3zZH1Cl_FhIINBnLXXwTTY3PRziM7l6VHdu2fpcVOJlMwN3MWy9Up_o1s4v_4EkNxsi-XWE21qY7RU0zTLnaArMARSAkPtUsSCTkiR7mX6T64w4JRKRhOYWk7Wz/s400/100_5968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529448734542811746" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NwAi-I7sUuaHJw0_ULxPjzMvzFy7t-9Ak5SsPe1h9CTgOGxYf-AzRXW9iUwEDMFvZ32sSqgCh7Zi689iZimh4CsqNROlzYK-IaD01NjrAdGnFL-MtrXy7DODn1MhcX_PNxiPb2mQqH4i/s1600/100_5967.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NwAi-I7sUuaHJw0_ULxPjzMvzFy7t-9Ak5SsPe1h9CTgOGxYf-AzRXW9iUwEDMFvZ32sSqgCh7Zi689iZimh4CsqNROlzYK-IaD01NjrAdGnFL-MtrXy7DODn1MhcX_PNxiPb2mQqH4i/s400/100_5967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529447940294511458" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMbwn9axhxUCYXYcdFW1CgWRxhgiQz9TajsJSfdWn5PoNgk0a4CGFa44RMnIjpmEwGitkgkX8iSHcb19AwpgvBQcewisBfklQsM4KkzChxQ0WBk4niNHJ8eq1htHnoZMDp8A1Cd339yjM/s1600/100_5966+(3).JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMbwn9axhxUCYXYcdFW1CgWRxhgiQz9TajsJSfdWn5PoNgk0a4CGFa44RMnIjpmEwGitkgkX8iSHcb19AwpgvBQcewisBfklQsM4KkzChxQ0WBk4niNHJ8eq1htHnoZMDp8A1Cd339yjM/s400/100_5966+(3).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529447519447189986" /></a><br /><br />Been a very long time since I have been on here!!! But, looking forward to getting back into the swing of things. Here are some neat Halloween items I worked on over 2 days for a class I host from my home....as well as a neat little word block made from childrens blocks. I have created sooo much int he last few months...look forward to sharing more of it! TFL!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-88038629995940303572010-05-09T19:34:00.002-05:002010-05-09T19:50:32.105-05:00Balancing ActDoes anyone else feel as though they are one of those little clowns on the uni-cycle you see in the circus?<br /><br />I often feel like that poor guy...in the beginning balancing is fine...but then u add a stick and a plate to balance while riding and u get thrown off a bit. Then add some balls or other odd object to it and it just keeps getting crazier. You find yourself trying to balance all the objects but really you no longer see the individual objects...just the overall task of making sure they all stay off the ground. <br /><br />I have found that even more so since becoming a single mom again I often feel the burn of this task. I am balancing a number of different things. I can feel them all weighing on me...however if asked I'm not always sure I can mention them all...I just know their there. Does that make sense. It's like my girlfriend asking whats new in life. Of course I have new things and new stresses and new joys...however when asked can I name things...of course not. I can name the most current things...say those that have occurred within the last few hours. I know their weighing on me and in my mind and being mentally or physically balanced but putting them into words....hmmm i sometime fall short on,<br /><br />I remember a time when I loved writing....honestly I still have a great passion for writing...always working on a book I have in the works....but somehow its always on the back burner. Used to blog alot more but the balancing has moved it to one of those items I carry under my arm...pull out every now and then but not really paying attention to it. i used to have insightful thoughts and observations...now its more like rants and raves. My brain is mush by 8pm most evenings. I don't want to think much less spell check or form full thoughts. <br /><br />I'm like every other mother I suppose. I know I'm balancing it all. Not always sure how well. I love the encouragement i rec. from Friends and family...really i do. Some days it means alot to me. Other day its just feels as though its one more person I have to explain everything too....<br /><br />Here lately I've been not so good at balancing my thoughts. End result...I just blurt out whatever is on my mind without thinking...lol..much easier...however, I have found that not thinking before speaking, causes many mis-understandings...lol...so there's no winning these days in my book.<br /><br />We all balance a number of things in life and each person has their own order of balance. For me...well there's no real order to be honest. I evaluate what need immediate attention and of course things that should always have top position but the rest just kinda hangs there waiting...ick...thats what I have to say about that...lol.<br /><br />This post really has no meaning or any direction...just random thoughts and things...lolUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-70631307713287177592010-04-20T20:04:00.002-05:002010-04-20T20:08:55.839-05:00ClutterSo, this week I have decided to crack down on my house. This was prolly inspired by my X finally getting his stuff...well he's not but someone is...lol and my figuring when I was going thru it all might as well throw crap out and get rid of stuff, that's been collecting for years upon years. <br /><br />OMG I hate clutter...but what I hate even more is when you have clutter and your not disposing of it then really all you do is move the clutter from one place to the next...I threw out like 6 large trash bags today of crap...set is out for preschool parents to go thru...they went thru it and then the rest went in the garbage! YEA me. Felt great...doesn't feel like I cleared up a ton of space but hmm maybe doing it each day will...who knows...but it feels good to do it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-74047389335546656572010-04-12T19:28:00.005-05:002010-04-12T19:37:56.674-05:00FearHow as people do we not allow fear to consume our thoughts? I'm speaking very generally here. So, many fears to have as a woman, as a mother heck anything these days and everyone for that matter. I of course can only speak from a girl's perspective.<br /><br />I often find myself thinking about things that could happen or might happen. I wonder how much time I spend thinking about things that honestly I can't say or do nothing about. I certainly can't prevent them from happening if their destined to happen. None the less they occupy my mind more often then not.<br /><br />They like to strike while I'm laying in bed on those sleepless nights. I often play through my head if I've said and done everything I can to prevent the big ones that bother me the most. Of course I never have a solution...none the less I worry.<br /><br />Thats all fear seems to be is worrying about something you have no control over. Sucks all the same though. Kinda vague tonight not feeling all to explainitory.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-61678736970623587522010-04-06T20:35:00.003-05:002010-04-06T21:00:48.577-05:00It takes a villageThey say it takes a village to raise a child. I couldn't agree more with those words of wisdom. When Taylor was younger I often found myself looking to others for guidance, encouragement, wisdom and so forth. <br /><br />However, today it hit me in the face like a 50 pound brick. I am everyone's village. I get calls of all times of the day and night asking for help or guidance or favors. This I really don't mind. I enjoy helping others really I do. Sometimes though i feel like I know people who depend on the village not for assistance but as the primary caregiver of their children.<br /><br />I run a daycare. I care for others children all day and all night 7 days a week. I know what I'm doing for the most part with kids...well everyone's but my own...lol. However, when it comes down to little things...a child says something...completely inappropriate and instead of the parent (who's mind you standing right there) saying something they look at me. It's not even a look of what should I do...hmm as I've already had that convo a billion times. It's a look almost like...hmm.. ok say your in wal-mart and someones child is just being a complete brat..you give them the look...the look that says its your child do something about them. That's the look I get from people I know. I want to scream "It's not my child" or in some cases "My time is up as the caregiver its 5pm...DO YOUR JOB!" However, I don't I handle it. Maybe, it's wrong but on the other hand a child who learns they can get away with something will test it to all extremes...and that's not something I accept well in my house.<br /><br />So, here's my pondering thought this evening. Women work I get this, I work. Their children attend daycare. The daycare provider should play a role in helping raise the child int he ways they should know. Check got that too. What I don't understand is how they only have their children like say 15 hours mon-fri. when their awake and like to appear and act as though their just as overwhelmed as I am. I mean really! I know work and life in general is stressful but how parents assume I need to say and do it all is beyond me when their right there. Don't get me wrong being a mom even if its only for 15 hours can be stressful...BUT COME ON PEOPLE! Now, to be fair I have friends who don't work who also depend on me. However, the dependency for advice or help is much less then those who pay me weekly to do so. Those who pay me seem to think my on the clock never runs out.<br /><br />Now, I feel its only appropriate to state that I love helping people. I don't mind going to see if a split open head needs stitches, talking to a child to get them to take medicine they refuse to take, talking to a child on the phone because their full time mom is soo frazzled from the days events and just wants a break and need them to go to bed, helping a child going through emotional issues...these things I get and am always there to help. However, you child just being a terror and you doing nothing about it because your exhausted...hmmm get a grip and take care of it yourself. I do it 7 days a week for 12 kids!<br /><br />What's worse to me is when I decide to step aside and let a parent handle the situation I get a comment. "Oh do u let them do this here?" OMG! I answer politely that I do not and what I do, however I'm thinking in my head most of the time...they don't do that when their just with me cause they know it won't fly in this here village. I think it's hard for people to understand my want to help them is great however, i don't always have the answers or the solutions, i hear prolly 10 mothers vent their days events and stresses daily and sometimes i just can't hear it anymore and have nothing new to offer them in the area of advice or sympathy. I feel like I'm in over my head most days with the stuff people ask of me when I know they'd never hold themselves ot the same standards.<br /><br />LOL I'm just another mom/woman learning as I go people, I help when I can but when I can't or just don't want to please understand. Sometimes I just wish people weren't so selfish and thoughtless and thought...geez...I wonder if she's tired or needs a break or just that she doesn't always want to play mom to all the children who aren't her own. God know I love children and esp. all those I have here but sometimes I feel like the expectations put on me are higher then that on the parents themselves!<br /><br />A bit of a vent tonight...lol bare with me!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-60812192956632033412010-03-30T09:28:00.003-05:002010-03-30T09:34:23.802-05:00You Know You Need A Break When...So, you know your knee deep in the stresses of day to day life when you find yourself secretly pondering and hoping for something semi bad to happen to you so that you may spend a few days in the hospital. <br /><br />I mean think about it...food you don't have to cook, a room you don't have to clean, people waiting on you at the push of a buzzer, a bed you don't have to make, sheets you don't have to clean. Now it would have to be something that also involved no visitors...so that way the kids don't come in a terrorize you either...hmm Yes sounds like a vacation. <br /><br />The plus of being in the hospital is that then no one can get mad at you for taking a vacation and you don't feel guilty about having someone else take your kids. It does cost money but heck so does a vacation...lol...hmm sounds near bliss to me today.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341345832071217212.post-3545725311856213742010-03-24T17:07:00.004-05:002010-03-24T17:40:55.543-05:00Children Raising ChildrenThis topic is brought on by a situation my best friend is currently in. She is a SAH mom and step mom. Currently she has been battling...well they've been battling forever but the current issue is with the biological mother dating and going out leaving the 14 year old child in charge of a 7 and 8 year old. Now, just this is discouraging to both her and I.<br /><br />We wonder why children grow up too fast in this society. However, when you look at this situation it's a prime reason as to how it happens. With this mother being so dumb she's throwing off so many things. First, by leaving one child in charge of the others there's bound to be a power struggle between the children as well as favoritism. The younger children are not of age to get the concept of an older sibling being in charge of them. <br /><br />Now, here's the kicker. Not only is this child being allowed to watch the other 2 children sometimes all day, many nights and weekends but the mother has also given the older sibling and her friends to physically discipline the younger two. I find this out right appalling!!!!! <br /><br />I won't hide my disgust...in fact only a few days ago the mother went to spank the child and could not "catch" her and allowed the older sibling and her friends to catch her and hold her down!!!! Are you fricking kidding me...that was my response to my friend among other things. She's obviously even more so frustrated with this situation then myself as she's the one getting the phone calls from the child saying please come get me...their hurting/picking on me. She remains powerless in these situations and the girl's father is in the military and currently away therefore she just has the court ordered days and if the child calls her crying she is powerless and can do nothing if its not on her court appointed day. Here her step child reaches out to her and she is powerless which then hurts their relationship to say the least as the 8 year old can not justify why she is not running to her aid to help her when she's in need and then grows a resentment towards her.<br /><br />The biological mother is a mess all on her own...let me tell you would take weeks to explain how retarded she is. I'd really like to use some "grown up" words to describe her but retarded is the best I have most days to describe her and her thoughtless actions when it comes to her children and their well being. That being said I'm not even sure how one comes to the point to where they put a child in charge of another child. I can understand a 17 year old keeping after a 9 year old for a short period...don't get me wrong. But, I can not wrap my head around a 14 year old taking care of an 7 and 8 year old and being allowed to physically discipline them not to mention for as long as these children are being watched. it's not even that the mother is working she going out. Also I feel i should note this is not a young mom...she's older. My friend has repeatedly tried to be nice and make a connection or attempt to speak rationally with the biological mother..but she likes to use her being the mother whenever it's convenient to her and accepting advice from a step mother is just not in her. When she was asked if she knew the older sibling was hitting when she wasn't home its to no suprise that she stated in short that it was ok if it needed to be done.<br /><br />The 8 year old has been going through alot and she is the one at the brunt of this situation. Breaks my heart. As far as legally speaking everyone has told my friend that she basically can't do anything because a 14 year old is allowed to stay home alone and tend after siblings. I think its just NUTS...do you hear me..... NUTS. It's not like the mom is running to the grocery store she's just leaving...out all night, out all day...she has no parental compass and its really chaps me. <br /><br />This is what's the matter with children today and the family dynamic. I dont care if your a one parent or two parent household. Raising a child is your responsibility and leaving it to other children within the home is just craziness. I went through this as a child and it's unfair to all of the children involved. Why do people think it's ok to strip the childhood from their children. Why and when did it become ok to allow a child to feel smaller then an ant and not to care about their well-being, self-confidence, self-esteem and everything that comes along with basically being told how you feel doesn't matter. Because that is what is happening to this poor 8 year old. When...When...When...why is this ok...why is there nothing others can do about it? I think its abuse on so many levels...let me hear some thoughts or advice to my freind...she reads this blog allt he time...lolUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1