Bugs in my coffee...

This morning I went to take a sip from my coffee and there was a fly in it...

I scooped the fly out and took a sip anyway...no judgement I was desperate. But the worst part was that on top of it all the coffee was cold.

Add to cold coffee the fact that one of our dogs shredded a dirty diaper under my bed and ate an unknown quantity of raisins and this morning has been swell. When my friend called and suggested we blow off grocery shopping for donuts I jumped right on that.

Sure my clothes don't match  and we are low on veggies....but I finally got some hot, fly free coffee !

Speaking softly when I want to SCREAM

 

 

Mondays are a challenge.  I'm already not a morning person, and somehow I figured that when I started working from home the Monday "thing" would be different. But it's NOT.  Somehow I'm convinced my minions know that its Monday and their dad won't be home until late and so they decide to challenge as many things as possible...before 9am.

 

While they're both napping right now (a miracle in and of itself) I scanned the living room to count no fewer than 3 sippy cups, an entire emptied basket of dog toys, and enough toys to stock an FAO Schwartz (does that store still exist??)

 

Maybe I should be taking these few precious quiet minutes to tidy up or be otherwise productive but I'm going to take at least 5 to relax and drink some diet coke...my guilty pleasure. And why? Because I need those 5 minutes to help me recharge my patience so I can remember to speak softly, be patient, and treat my these little souls God has entrusted me to care for with the love and kindness they deserve.

 

Being a mom is hard.  Being a mom on Monday is harder.

 

If you have any tips for avoiding the Mondays I'd love to hear them!

We "art "

We use "art" to generically describe any crafty, crayon, chalk or paint thing we try. Yesterday the monkey started drawing on our fence with chalk.  At first I thought about stopping him and then I realized...oh who cares?  The fence is ugly and it washes off anyway.

So today we've both been doodling.

Some things just aren't worth fighting over....don't you think? !?

Choo Choo!

There's nothing like being a mom to boys to make you learn to appreciate and love all things transportation.  From Bob the Builder to Thomas the Tank Engine and every single type of car/truck/plain/train in between, the Monkey loves it and honestly, so do I.

Today the minions and I went to the zoo. I forgot that everyone else is on Spring break and was surprised by how busy it was when we got there.  The plus side to the crowds was that they had the train running later in the day.  Woo hoo, choo choo!

I have to say, I felt pretty accomplished as I managed to finagle myself and the two littles onto the tiny train and not drop anyone. Mom win!

They must have had a good time since they both went to sleep with WAY less struggle than usual. Mom win again!

I should be cleaning something, or working on something, but instead I'm going to watch Pitch Perfect for the millionth time and eat Easter candy.  Mom win AGAIN!

Crank calls

I've been looking for mom groups to join to find some playgroups and things like that. I found one at a church not far away. This morning I figured I'd call the contact person listed and find out more information. Just after I dialed the number I looked at the clock and realized it was not even 9 a.m. so I hung up.

Yes, I just crank called a mom's group.

Doesn't everyone else wake up at 530 in the morning???

Working as a WAHM

Generally all the work I do is writing,  at home, at night. Today I agreed to venture into the public for a friend and handle a matter for her.

So here are my thoughts as I'm waiting:
1. I haven't worn heels in a long time. My feet hurt

2. How long will it be before I mess up and introduce myself incorrectly based on my prior job?

3. Why am I so nervous?!?!

Getting out of the house was hard. Monkey kept crying saying "no work mama, no work!"  I know this is for the best. This is part of how my new life looks. But still...butterflies.

And the Money "Woes" Came Quickly

 

 

I knew that learning to balance our new (significantly smaller) budget would be a challenge. I just did not realize that it would be happen during my first technical week back from maternity leave to WAHM status. 

 

The reality is I had been spending money while on unpaid maternity leave the same as I did when we had two incomes, burning away at my savings month after month. So tonight when I looked at my checking account to research some other information I was scared, horrified, surprised to see my balance. 

 

We've never worried about money before and now we need to share more of our finances, make financial decisions together, and I basically needed to ask for money. This is new to me. I had/have prided myself on being fiercely independent and now I need to turn to my husband for help. Wow, what a harsh kick to my ego, right?

But why should it be?  We're a team right? One family, common goals? After years of marriage I just realized I have not been looking at the financial part of our relationship as being a member of a team. Sure we accomplished the common goals, but I wasn't going about getting there with a true "we're in this together" mentality. Yikes.

 

Ok, but I don't need to freak out yet, right???

 

And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19

 

This new venture is really going to be a test.  A test of our marriage, a test of my ability to let go of my desire to control everything, a test of my faith, and a test of our ability to simplify our lives to accomplish our common goals.

 

I'm sure I am going to sleep really well with all of this weighing on my mind, and since I haven't seen "Frozen" I probably won't "Let it Go" but I have work in the morning, and after that quick job I have my little minions that need me, love me and trust me...even if I don't trust myself.