Ah yes, the In-Laws. I know a lot of people get an icky feeling when they hear their In-Laws are coming to visit. I, on the other hand, get excited, anxious and can’t wait. I LOVE my In-Laws, and I feel blessed and grateful and lucky to feel this way. I only wish they lived closer than all the way on the other side of the country. We only get to see them once, maybe twice (on a rare, rare occasion) a year.
They’ve been here visiting – and helping (in a most wonderful kind of way – the way where you don’t have to ask them or tell them how to do something or worry about anything). They helped us pack, helped with dinner, helped with taking the boys to the park, helped with groceries (hey, it might not be inspiring, but much-needed and appreciated), helped with jammies and story time. The boys love Nana and Grandpa. Nana and Grandpa love the boys.
This morning after dropping off Zackery at school (where he must have felt like a king with his royal court accompanying him to drop-off), my husband took Nana and Grandpa to the airport. Seven days just flew by. How did it go by so quick? We must have all been having a grande old time - so much fun (because time flies when you’re having fun)! So we all drove to school and then went our separate ways (except Brayden who is enjoying his weekly playdate with babysitter extraordinaire and his little girl friend – I mean that in the most literal way. Girl Friend: a friend that is a girl. He is WAY too young to be having girlfriends – oh gosh, I don’t even want to go there in my mind yet… he’s gonna be a heartbreaker). Zack got signed in and stayed, I came here (the lovely “WC” coffee shop), and Will drove a car full of suitcases and love to the airport. It was a sad moment. Nobody cried (at least I don’t think anybody cried – Nana has a tendency, for good reason), everybody was all smiles and hugs and laughter.
Time really is flying by. All of a sudden the In-Laws have come and gone, and before I know it, it will be June (on Friday to be exact). We have 11 days until we move. WOW! It’s coming fast. Really, really fast. I’m feeling a lot of changes – good for the most part. I’m feeling a lot of anxiety (mostly about getting everything packed – I’ve lived in this house for 12 years, even before Will and I met). I’m feeling excitement – I am ready to be in our new house with a fenced in yard for the kids, on a cul-de-sac, with no stairs (BIG things on my checklist for sure – and now I’ll have them). I’m feeling gratitude – for many things, but I can’t really seem to specify or elaborate – I’m just feeling gratitude. I’m feeling overwhelm – sorry, can’t let that one off the hook yet (but I’m trying!!!). I’m feeling… a lot of things.
I think the leaving of my In-Laws is in perfect timing of closing this chapter of my life and moving on (literally). Maybe that’s why it’s such an extra emotional moment for me. They’ve left, and will never be back in that house. They’ve left, and I have 11 days before I will never be back in that house. They’ve left, and now with my family I get to write the next chapter of our lives. Everything happens for a reason – I truly believe in that, and often have to remind myself (and when I do I tend to breathe a lot easier).
I love my In-Laws. They are the best! I love my Dad too, and my Mom up in Heaven, but I think to love my In-Laws the way I do… I am just so happy about that. *smiles*
Well, it’s been another week since I’ve posted, but for good reason this time! I’ve been working hard (and having a wonderful time doing it because I am working on my passion which makes it FUN!) on getting ready to launch my Love and Mommy Hugs business – Supporting Women With or at risk of Postpartum Depression.
I just wanted to share what I created last week… I would love feedback (in whatever form it comes).
So, as I’ve been busily (and anxiously – in a good way) brainstorming my business, a new website, my offerings, how I can help, and why people would ever want to work with me (I mean, really, I’m not a Doctor, a Nurse, a Doula, a Midwife – you get the picture – I’m
just a Stay-at-home Mom who happened to have experienced PPD pretty bad, so what do I know?!), my boys have continued to amaze me with their wonderful personalities every day. Brayden is getting to be so kind and saying “thank you” all the time, without prompting (pretty cool for not even 22 months yet!), and Zackery is just looking so grown up. I stare at his face and he looks older.
They both make me smile, and even now as I type this, I am smiling. I think of them, and I smile. I’ll admit, not all the time… ha ha – honesty folks… but overall they are such happy, polite, mellow, funny, smart, handsome (oh SO handsome) little boys. Big Snugglebug and Little Snugglebug - oh yes, my handsome little angel boys that I could snuggle up and hold all day long… I am blessed.
What are Husbands for? My husband is for laughing (a nice, supportive laugh – not the kind where I want to smack him, which I never have, but you know what I mean) when I tell him I’m PMS-ing, have too many billion things to do, I don’t know how to clone myself, and I need wine and chocolate ASAP – and then he tells me he’s leaving work in 10 minutes and he’ll stop at the store on the way home for me.
My husband is for always saying he loves me and gives me a kiss on his way out the door, and for always saying he loves me and gives me a kiss when he gets home. He is for always doing the same with the boys – he loves them, he hugs them, he gives them kisses. My husband is for helping me get the boys dressed in the morning, even if it might make him 5 minutes late for work (because I hear him go start the car and think “oh no, he’s not sneaking out the door before the boys are up…” so I woke them up so they could see Daddy, and he could love them, hug them and give them kisses).
My husband is for supporting me, acknowledging me, and thanking me. My husband is for knowing when I need a break and telling me to go take a shower (or maybe that’s because my hair is a mess and I’ve been wearing the same shirt for 2 days… hmmm?). My husband is for cleaning up the dishes from dinner and helping me put the boys to bed (when he’s home in time, which is usually only Fri, Sat & Sun). My husband is for watching what I want to watch on tv, including hours upon hours of the Food Network, despite the fact that he doesn’t cook. My husband is for devouring whatever I fix for dinner – be it a frozen pizza or a made up, made from scratch gourmet meal.
My husband is for working harder than he ever has to take care of his family. My husband is for being passionate about what he does, and for always trying to improve himself while keeping clients happy. My husband is for being honest, open and trustworthy – which in the business world is not often the way people are. My husband is for sharing with me his wins, and his losses.
My husband is the best thing that has happened to me. One might ask, aren’t your boys the best things that have ever happened to you? Well, um, without my husband, I would not have my boys (yeah, not going to go into details there – we all know how babies are made… *smile*). The best part of it all: My husband was made just for me. We are soul mates, and he is all mine (no sharing, sorry ladies).
Alas, it is Thursday again. Alas, it has been more than a week since I last posted. Alas, (I apologize if I am repeating myself with this one), but “life” has been happening – I know, excuses, excuses…
1. Thank Let’s Cut The Crap for awarding me the Awesome Blog Content Award – YAY for me!
2. List all the things I am thankful for today… should be easy.
Okay, here goes…
I am touched and honored to have received yet another blogging award. When I first started blogging, I didn’t even know there were such things as blogging awards, but now I receive them with joy, gratitude and inspiration. I would like to thank all (the few) of my readers who appreciate my writing. I don’t do it for the awards or the recognition, but more as an outlet and also in the hopes that I may touch even just one person and make their day a tiny bit better. So, THANK YOU to Let’s Cut The Crap (you really must read her blog!!!).
Seven things about me:
1. I am a SanFrancisco 49ers fan – and I am really looking forward to them going to the Super Bowl after they beat the NY Giants on Sunday
2. I have tried many different lasagnas, and besides this really delicious green (yes, it really was green – must’ve been pesto-based) lasagna I had at a restaurant several years ago in Paris, my favorite is still Stoufer’s (which is what we’re having for dinner tonight – YUM!).
3. I have three titanium screws in each of my knees.
4. I like my wine.
5. I have a MAD sweet tooth!
6. My favorite movies of all time are Top Gun and Shag
7. I love to entertain, and wish I had a house that was better equipped for it, but I’ve also given up on the fact that my house has to be “perfect.” I’ve realized what matters most is the company I’m surrounded by. (Awww…)
I would like to pass on the ABC award to…. drum roll please…
There are other most-worthy blogs that I read, so please checkout my blogroll.
And now, to get to the Thankful part. I am thoroughly thankful for: 3 hour naps (by Brayden, not me – unfortunately); sleeping through the night (again, by Brayden – and Zackery – but not me); 4WD (that’s four-wheel-drive for all those non-snow people) that works, especially since there is a winter storm watch; the Stoufer’s lasagna that I’m about to pop into the oven (see above #2); the 49ers in the playoffs (see #1 above!); my pink, fuzzy crocs (cozy!); the walls that are keeping that nasty wind blowing outside from blustering into my living room (brr!); my husband who works harder than most people I know to provide for our family; Zackery’s preschool (I LOVE it!); Brayden’s happy demeanour; Zackery’s polite manners; the ability to love, give and receive…
Is it really January already? I’m blaming my hiatus from the blogging world on the holidays, and all the other “stuff” life seems to be throwing my way. I guess it’s true what they say, whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…
I know (technically) I received the joyful news of another blogging award last year (adios 2011), but I’m accepting it as a running start for 2012.
Thank you Jell Jell @ I’ll Sleep When They’re Grown for my Versatile Blogger Award!
Official Rules of the Award
1) Thank the award-giver(s) and link back to them in your post.
2) Tell your readers seven (7) things about yourself.
3) Give this award to up to fifteen (15) recently discovered bloggers.
4) Contact those bloggers and let them in on the exciting news.
- I think my 2 boys are the cutest, smartest, most adorable little beings on the face of the earth.
- I too loved being pregnant, but not enough to be a surrogate (I’ve thought of it). My body is done, and any baby I carry I would not want to part with.
- I am happy and complete with our decision to not have any more kids. I have my perfect family of 4.
- I don’t miss Architecture one bit!
- I miss traveling – especially to Paris (where I used to live and I am looking forward to my husband taking me there…)
- I miss my Mom and wish that my kids would have gotten a chance to meet her.
- I have a goal of creating awareness and support for Postpartum Depression worldwide.
The Award Goes To:
- Manda’s Mommy Mayhem
- How The Cookie Crumbles
- Things I Want To Tell My Mother
- Bugs & Boo-Boos
- Kana’s Chronicles
- Not Quite Old
- Tales from the Motherland
- Making It All Work
- Preble Road Crew
- The Valentine 4
- I am NOT a Volcano
- Here’s the thing…
There are other blogs that always make me smile too, but for today, those are my top 15 picks.
Happy 2012 to ALL and thanks for the blogging love. <3
Zackery came home from pre-school last week with a little zip loc bag. Inside was a pretty, green stone, and a note saying:
This is my thankful stone. It helps me to remember what I am thankful for.
Today he got it out and showed it to me again. I asked him what he was thankful for, and these are all the things he said (straight from the mouth of a precious little four-year-old):
I am thankful for my Daddy.
I am thankful for my matchbox cars and trailer.
I am thankful for my brother.
I am thankful for my cape and mask. (We went to a very cool superhero birthday party yesterday)
I am thankful for my Nana and Grandpa Paul and Grandpa Fred.
I am thankful for my whole house.
He didn’t specifically say he is thankful for his Mommy, but I know he is and I didn’t need to hear him say it [today]. I am so thankful that I have such an appreciative little boy who is learning the meaning of thanks.
Blessings to All this week.
This week, however, was a particularly stressful week for me. My husband had to go out of town for work again, and of course, whenever I’m here by myself, life can’t just be “normal.”
I am thankful I was able to stop the overflowing (*poopy* – YUCK!) toilet before it reached the hallway carpet. I am thankful that the bathroom is now sparkling clean. I am thankful for Clorox!
I am thankful the tree that fell down in our yard during the storm didn’t hit the house (like the one that fell last time and made a giant hole in our roof). I am thankful both boys slept right through it.
I am thankful for friends who offered their house as a temporary home when the power was out in mine. I am thankful for my friend who kept an eye on the kids while I laid down after Brayden woke up at 4:30am and wouldn’t go back to sleep. I am thankful for the delicious pancakes and coffee they had ready for me in the morning.
I am thankful for the birthday parties we get invited to where the boys can run around safely and have so much fun. I am thankful we all have so many wonderful friends in our life.
I am thankful we got back home safely, the power is back on, the garage door works and our house is warm.
I am thankful my husband got to come home a little early yesterday and have dinner with us. I am thankful he was home to help me put the boys to bed. I am thankful we got to snuggle on the couch together and watch a show. I am thankful I went to bed 8:30pm last night and didn’t get up until 9:00am this morning!
I am thankful I have this quiet time to write in peace…
Well, I have been sitting here trying to figure out what of the million things I want to write about, I should. Should I write another post about the things I’m grateful for? That would be quick and easy for me. Should I write about what we did today? That would be fun and happy – it was a great day (aside from the snow we got last night. I’m so not ready for winter yet again… especially if it’s anything like last year!).
Should I write another article about postpartum depression? I always have pages to write in this category. It turns out, that is probably exactly what I should be writing about. However, this is going to be slightly different than any of my past posts about PPD.
I checked my Facebook page this evening (Stories of a Mom) to find a wonderful post from Julie Zebley of The Blog Hospital. She awarded me her personal Blog of the Month award! WOW, I was truly touched, honored, surprised and grateful. To read her award, click here. Thank you again, Julie!
I believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe that I had to experience postpartum depression so that I would be able to share it with others, and be the voice for those who don’t have the strength yet in themselves. It took me a while to understand this, and then a while longer to figure out what I was going to do with it. It has become my passion (along with my family, of course) to be the voice, the support, the inspiration, the hope for women all over who are suffering from or who are at risk for PPD.
It might sound odd to some people, but I can honestly say that I am glad I experienced PPD (and to an extent I am still fighting it). Without that experience, I would not know what so many Mothers experience every day, too often by themselves, without any support for or even knowledge of their condition. I was (am) lucky. I have a wonderful support system and people who love me and care enough to help me through it. I want to be that for others.
I want to be hope, I want to be support,
I want to help them heal.
I am grateful that I am in a place in my life where I can pursue this. I am grateful that I see my experience with PPD as a blessing in disguise. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t wish upon anyone the depression, the anxiety, the fatigue and all the other deep, dark symptoms that pulled me down into the depths of pain. It was by far a pleasant time in my life, even with such a beautiful, innocent newborn. It was hard – for everyone – and sometimes the symptoms still rear their ugly heads, although, thankfully not as strong and persistant, but I am now in control of my PPD. I feel great! I feel happy! I feel the love that surrounds my heart and radiates out to everyone open to receive it.
Once again, thank you to The Blog Hospital for awarding me The Blog of The Month Award!
Thank you to those of you who support me and encourage me to follow my heart and pursue my passions.
Thank you to those of you who are reading this and will help spread the word about postpartum depression.
And finally, thank you to those of you who will give yourself the greatest gift and ask for help. I can help. I can help you…
I was just browsing around some other blogs, and came across an interesting one called Purple Chronicle. One of the posts was entitled ‘Thankful Thursday’ and I thought, what a great idea. It’s always inspiring to see what others are grateful for, so I thought I would share what I am grateful for today:
Amazing friends and family.
Living in beautiful Lake Tahoe, CA – I always tell people I feel like I live in a postcard.
A wonderful husband, father, friend.
The most precious little boys a mother could ever ask for.
A roof over my head, clothes on my back, food in my belly.
The opportunity to stay home and take care of my family.
Happiness and peace in my heart.
It’s not often enough that I stop to take a moment and truly reflect on the blessings in my life. I know my life is filled with them, despite the common, daily frustrations of being a Mom – and just life in general. I think it is so important for us all to honor the greatness in our lives and in our families.
The two biggest blessings I have ever experienced was the birth of each of my sons; they are the living beings created through the love shared between my husband and I. They are the fuel in my heart. They are the smile on my face. They are the tears of joy in my eyes. They are the angels of my every day.
What are you grateful for???