Saturday, October 24, 2015

It's a Girl!

This post is crazy late but better late than never!

About a month ago I threw a baby sprinkle (have y'all heard of that? Basically it's a less elaborate shower for already moms) for one of my best friends, Jessica. Since then she has had her sweet baby girl and both are healthy and happy!

Jessica lives in Columbia, SC so I threw the shower at my mom's house in Lexington. I of course turned to Pinterest for some decoration and game ideas. We played The Price is Right and What's on in your iPhone. They were fun, simple games!

Jessica's mom helped me a ton! She made some delicious food and ordered the cake from my cousin's bakery in Chapin, SC.  I think it turned out great and Jessica got tons of wonderful gifts for Della!

Coolest balloon ever. It was like a beach ball!

Me and Jessica <3 p="">

Diaper Wreath - I don't think Paul will ever let me make another one! I was so frustrated!! I love how it turned out though. 

Beautiful flowers Jessica's mom brought

Early picture of the gift table

We played The Price is Right and Jessica got all the gifts from the game

Birdie water bottle labels

Baker-man playing in the gift wrap!

The adorable cake from Bailey's Sweet Shoppe

The beautiful mom-to-be

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Madi & Me

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and Rock-A-By Baby along with back scratches have been part of my nightly routine for 6 years and 11 months. Tonight, Madi scratched MY back and sang ME those songs. That 2 minutes touched my heart in a way I can't really describe.

I post a lot about how difficult it is to raise my strong-willed child. I post a lot about our morning battles and our food drama. What I don't really parade enough is how blessed I am to be Madi's mommy. The truth is - Madi is exactly like I am. I would be surprised if she wasn't. She and I have been together pretty much constantly since she was born. We do everything together. We understand each other. And because of that we do butt heads from time to time. Sometimes more often than I would like and sometimes on days I just don't feel up to handling it; but, at the end of the day I always thank God (or intend to) for blessing me with such an amazing little girl.

And despite many articles read and opinions heard, I'm glad I still sing my little girl to sleep because those are moments I will cherish forever.

Tonight at dinner

Monday, August 24, 2015

And then she was a 1st grader...

I can't believe today has come and gone. I feel like this day has been in the back (middle?) of my mind since Madi was born. I remember saying I didn't want her to start school because there is so much involved - early mornings of actually having to get dressed, lunches to pack, homework, and early bedtimes. But as I saw her grow and challenge herself in kindergarten, I started getting excited for 1st grade. I have never been one of those sappy moms when it comes to a kid growing up. To me, and I don't mean this offensively - we all have our own opinions/mindsets, it is a happy time when a kid turns a year older or goes to the next grade in school. This is something I'm getting to experience alongside my daughter so it is definitely exciting but shockingly, it was nerve-wracking, as well. I REALLY didn't anticipate being so anxious about her first day of "real" school. Last night I was so on edge about it. I was asking Paul if he thought I'd packed enough in her lunch box and asking him if I thought she would be okay after I dropped her off. I double and triple checked two alarm clocks. I prayed that she would wake up on her own this morning. (I really did. She's SO much more pleasant when she wakes up on her own versus when I have to nudge her awake.) I made sure her name was written on everything in her book bag. I made her an adorable binder cover. (She made me take it out when she saw it this morning.)

Well, all that anxiety and all those nerves were just silly. In the words of Madi: "Shouldn't I be the one all stressed out? I'm the one going to school!" Yes, she is right.

Were there zero hiccups this morning? Did I breeze through the first day of school routine without a hitch? No, of course not because life isn't perfect. Did we both make it without a huge disaster? Yes, absolutely. We got to school right before the tardy bell (had some shoe issues...) and I even managed to get a smile.

I snuck this one as we were walking to her class. 

Turns out - she loved first grade. LOVED it. She couldn't stop telling me things. She wanted to keep her cool...that's just how Madi is. But she kept calling me into the room she was in and telling me more things about her day. "Ms. B is 22. And her favorite food is mac & cheese!" "We had 11 minutes to eat lunch. ELEVEN." and "I saw Courtney!" and "Carmen and I were SO close to getting the Hershey kisses." Also, "Math was soooo easy."

These are the moments that make me smile. And the moments that help me remember what God promises - that we don't need to worry or be anxious. It is a wasted emotion.

I'm so happy I was given this lesson in this way -- my girl is happy and that makes me happy.

after school...

bribed with chocolate milk...

and later I realized we were out of chocolate syrup. #momfail

Challenge #2: She's riding the bus tomorrow morning. First time ever. I have no idea how she talked me into this... #cueanxiety #ididntlearnathing

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Enjoy Life.

I didn't spend my 3-day July 4th weekend in a bikini or on a boat or eating hot dogs. I spent my 3-day weekend at my mother-in-law's house with her and her dad (Papa). We talked and we sat together quietly and we reminisced and we watched tv. I wouldn't change it for the world.

I went to my MIL's house this weekend to help her and Papa because they are both going through some things health-wise. I will admit, I was a bit nervous because I don't have that "take charge" personality. But, I came because it was something I wanted to do and I may have helped a little, but I didn't do anything that anyone else couldn't have done. They, however, helped me.

I'm probably going to say some cliche things but they are cliches because they are true. That's why so many people say them. All weekend I have had one thought - slow down; stop taking PEOPLE for granted; put down the phone. Maybe that's three thoughts...

Seriously though, I know I'm on a computer now so it's a bit contradicting but my thoughts this weekend have been that life just needs to slow down and we need to TALK more. I pray that Madi & Addi enjoy the people in their lives - truly enjoy them; get to know them. I have only known Papa for 2 shorts years out of his 93, but I have already had the pleasure of hearing stories about when he was a boy and about when he flew planes in WWII. I couldn't tell you much about my Grandpa Miller. I spent every Sunday for many years at his house, not to mention drop-ins on the weekdays, but I never took the time to talk to him about life. Yes, I was a kid but who says kids can't have good conversations?

I probably am not making much sense but it's hard to put into words what this time means to me. My MIL has accepted not only me, but also my daughter, with open arms and so has sweet Papa. Taking Papa outside today was the highlight of his day, and mine. Going outside is something we all do without thinking anything of it but for Papa - it is a treat. Enjoy life and enjoy people because those are what make an impact in your life.

Friday, June 5, 2015

DDIY: Don't Do It Yourself

It's kind of like how my mom used to think that EVERYTHING sold in a trendy store was trendy...

ANYONE can post on Pinterest. Like people who think they came up with good DIYs but really they shouldn't DIY, ever.

One day I was scrolling through Pinterest and did a double take at one of the many DIY pins. I thought, who in the hell thought that was a good idea? So I pinned it to my "Just No" board and now I'm sharing these things with you.

Do. Not. Do. Them. They are not good ideas. Unless you are 5 and you are decorating your backyard playhouse.

Is this 1985? I don't want anything denim unless it's jeans. K, thanks.

Yes, it now looks like you're trying to play Tetris with your shoes.

I could cut up any box and make something. It doesn't mean I should.

That is called a wine holder. Not a towel holder. There is a reason for that.
If you want to decorate your wall with towels...don't.

Do you need money? Food? Because this screams penny pincher to me. And tacky. 

WHY. This is not "genius." This is lazy.

Friday, January 2, 2015

New Year's Day 2015

Happy 2015 Y’all!!


I hope everyone had a great New Year’s Day! 


It seems like every year I wait until the last weekend to go hunt. No idea why. This year was no exception. Saturday I woke up bright and early (why is that the saying? Shouldn’t it be “dark and early”?) to go to the hunt club with Paul. We had a pretty fun, yet cold day. 


I’ve been hunting a few times but had never gone up in an actual deer stand. I conquered that feat yesterday. It was pretty exciting being that high up! Next on my list is to actually kill something. We didn’t see any deer while in the woods, but of course we saw like 6 while driving to and from the club. 


Did y’all do anything fun on New Year’s Day? Now that I think about it – guns have been involved with my New Year’s fun for the past 3 years. Ha!


Have any traditions for that day? (and NO. I did not eat black eyed peas and collards. EW.)



Thursday, December 18, 2014

I hate you more than the word.

This morning was a little different, and a little similar, to most mornings in our house. I woke up, got ready, then woke Madi up. She pitched a fit about what she did and did not want to wear. And here is where it gets a little bit different – I wasn’t in the mood this morning. I just was not up for her “these are too tight” and “I don’t like those socks” and the never-ending helpmepickoutmyoutfitsoicansayidontwanttowearthat routine. So, perhaps it was my attitude that escalated things but regardless it escalated.

For 45 minutes I heard how much my sweet, innocent six year old HATES me. I heard how “if there was a trophy, you would win the worst mom in the world award!” I was told she hates me “more than the word” and “if I had something to throw, I would!”

{Had these words come from anyone other than my child or my step-child, I can’t say that the following would have taken place.}

As we got to the carline for drop off, Madi asked me to park so she could wipe her tears. I circled around the parking lot (because parking is just a hassle) and she wiped her tears, but she was still visibly upset. As she was getting ready to get out of the car and walk into school, I said to her “I love you no matter what you say to me. No matter what you do, I love you.” Then it struck me – that is pretty powerful. Someone just told me she hates me, kicked me, screamed at me, and hurt my feelings for 45 minutes and then I respond with “I love you.” The love we have for our children is so incredible. I wish I could say I would respond that way to a “friend” who did the same or a person on the street, but I can’t say I would.

I don’t have a profound conclusion to this except that God loves us a million times more than we love our children…that’s a heck of a lot of love. Madi may give me a run for my money most mornings, but no matter what she does, I will always love her. And no matter what we do, God will always love us.

After I dropped her off I called Paul while ugly crying in my car. Having him to lean on is so so amazing and I wouldn’t trade him, Madi, or Addi for the world.

Next time someone is mean to you, try being nice to them instead of retaliating. I think you will be shocked by the outcome.  

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