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Dark Wine of LifeI'm still floating around with the rest of the cork 11 marzo 5 months have passedand it seems like so little has changed. The only thing that has changed is my son seems to have turned from baby to little man. He got a crew hair cut and now he's my little man. I'll have to add photos later. My daughter is more independent then ever and sometimes it seems like I'm dealing with a teenager! And that my friends, scares the sh*t out of me. If she's like that now at age 4, what will she be like when she really is a teenager? I've been at my new job since July and it's great! I fit in well and have automated several tasks to make work easier for others. I found that I love making others' jobs easier. Plus, the challenge is an amazing. Other news, my lifestyle has changed and I've lost the 45 pounds that I put on over the last 5 years and it feels great! My next challenge is to get down to my goal weight that I haven't seen in 15 years! With the help of SparkPeople.com, I found motivation, understanding and just straight truths. When it's all said and done changing my lifestyle to include health food choices and daily exercise was all I needed. Well, OK there is more, will power and portion control. Anyway, most of life is good and I'm making efforts to make the rest just a good. Peace! 27 junio New pictures!Here are some new pictures of my kiddies!! My son had his first hair cut and he didn't cry or move. 21 junio 6+ month updateOK, so another chunk of time has passed, but that's the way life can be for a full time mom/employee/wife. My kids are growing faster than I could ever imagine. My daughter will be 4 in a month or so and my son will be 2 at the end of the year. Both can make me smile when work and reality drag me down. They can both make me crazy in a blink of an eye. Even when I step back and do an examination of everything around me, I know I am so blessed with everything they have brought into my life.
My daughter is spoiled like most little girls her age and I see that on a daily bases, but I also see her being kind and helpful that observation and innocence guides. It's positively weird to observe teen behavior in her and I hope she doesn't grow to fast and not enjoy her childhood. However, with everything in the world I know I can not and should not shield her from reality. I truly hope that she continues to be her genuine self because it makes my heart grow.
My son is becoming the tough little bear I expected. He has so little fear for anything and him rough-houses and giggles with the best of them. He's becoming more independent each day, but he's still my baby. I know he'll still need me to hug him every now and again.
My husband is a whole other story that I know I would have, but it's hard because this is the 21st century. As a woman in today's society it's hard to accept the husband/male thought process, but I've known that it existed and that it takes longer to evolve. I know there are luck women out there who have found men that supports and appreciate them mentally, physically, and emotionally. It's hard for some men to change their "roles" in life but I know most of their upbringing has made that transition easier. However, some men just digress. Anyway, like I said that's a whole other story.
On a happier note, I'm in the progress of getting a new job. Hopefully, when it becomes official I'll be closure to home with more income. The job is challenging, but that's what I want. I have always know that if you want anything in this world you have to work hard. Also, with home life as it can be, challenging me at work makes me sane. What can I say, I'm crazy like that. 16 noviembre Almost A YearIt's been almost a year since my son was born. It's been almost as long since I last made a blog entry. That should tell you what a full time working mom has on her hands. I think it would be a little easier if I worked closer to home, but I like what I do. Anyway, I digress...
I guess I'm just checking in to say HI and Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends that use to come by. I've had a few dream about them, my subconscience telling me it's time to blog again. Here is a resent picture of the family. Hope you enjoy! 23 febrero For shits and gigglesOne saggy boob said to the other saggy boob: "If we don't get some support soon, people will think we're nuts." 07 febrero Still dealing with the sickness26 enero I'm tired of the sickness...So, second week back to work and Quinton picked up a nasty virus at the day care. I've seen the family practitioner four times in the last two weeks. Three times for Quinton, once for my Husband.
Quinton might have a respiratory virus (RSV) that has to be monitored weekly or it might devleop into something worst. My daughter and I have it, but we're more developed so it doesn't bother us much. He seems in good spirits too. Yesterday, smiling and cooing at me, but it is odd because it's like he has laryingist. The crying level is very low and at night when I change his diapers, he doesn't wake other family members.
My husband got the once over due to his accident last week. If you missed that, he fell asleep at the wheel and plowed into the back of a car stopped at the light. Anyway, he's going in for sleep study next month and a pulminary function test later this month. He's been put of blood pressure meds because his is abnormally high (180/120). The RN Practitioner said he will have a stroke if he doesn't take the meds. So he stopped drinking and is taking the meds and following through on the check-ups. That's more then I can ask for!
And to make things more difficult, my 97 KIA Sportage (yeah, I know I bought the first years) having some problems that required lots of money. However, that amount is worth it. I don't have payments on it right now and it gets us from here to there with out to much trouble. Hopefully, it will last until next year. Then I can get something nice like a Toyota Sienna <rolling eyes at the thought of a mini-van>.
Well, it's all good because life wouldn't seem normal if something wasn't wrong, right. All of this makes me appriciate what I've got and how worse it could be.
Got to love that.
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