Chasing Butterflies

No Sense at All

2010-11-04T05:31:00.000-07:00

The loss of brain cells that begin with pregnancy was never fully explained to me. It was evident during pregnancy that I lost a few. I just assumed that once the little booger was born that my brain would begin to function just as it did previously. No one warned me that this was only the beginning of a tremendous loss to my overall thought process that I will never get back.

In fact, with each year it appears I continue to lose my mind at such a rapid pace that there is no chance for a full recovery.
I knew it was bad as a stay-at-home mom. When I returned to work I thought that I would be wiping those cobwebs off of my brain and get back to normal. You figure that being around adults all day instead of a PBS watching 2 year old would be better stimulation and get you back on track, right. EH, WRONG!

I think it just made things worst. My brain not only lost whatever quota motherhood requires of your brain capacity (which I think is approximately half in my case). Now my job has retained the other portion as a part of its inventory. My poor little head is spinning from the responsibility that comes with my job intertwined with the throngs of motherhood and wifedom. I feel like I’ve been meandering around aimlessly wondering what in the heck to do with myself.

Where do I go from here? How am I supposed to accomplish all of this in what little time I have? Where did I put my keys (the hairbrush, Sweet Pea’s glasses, my shoes, etc.)? At least once a day I wander around the house trying to remember what it was that I was supposed to be wandering for. Usually it is for one of the above stated items (85% of the time it is that freakin’ hairbrush).

Now what was I in the kitchen for again????? Oh yeah……. Dinner……

Sweet Pea-isms

2010-11-03T06:34:00.000-07:00

Sweet Pea has her own little terminology. Whatever she dubs an item, that’s what it shall forever be. When we bought my “new” car, she referred to it as the “new car” for close to a year until she renamed it “Lightning McQueen”. Keeping in the Cars theme she named her Daddy’s truck “Mater”. Under no circumstances shall either of our vehicles to be referred to as anything other than “Mater” or “Lightening McQueen” or you shall stand corrected by the Little Bit.

Recently she discovered the joys of the little ~~junk~~ gumball machines at store fronts that only take quarters. Mommy I want big money. Big money, Mommy. Big money is a quarter and little money is everything else. Makes me wonder what she’ll call a paper money when she finally discovers it……

Pardon Us for Interupting Your Shopping Trip.......

2010-10-21T10:50:00.000-07:00

On an adventure to the grocery store a last week, SP was super excited about a little plastic water gun that she was going to get. All the summer stuff was 75% off so I let the kid get a $1 water gun. Being the extrovert that she is, SP made a point to tell each person she saw in the store that she had a water gun. Most peeps were friendly and just smiled at the cute little girl with her super smarty glasses and pigtails.

However, there was one grinchy woman who did not even want to acknowledge little SP’s existence. SP doesn’t always get the hint when someone isn’t interested. This lady was having no part of it and lucky for her we managed to run into her on every aisle. Seriously. Every. Single. Aisle.

“Look. I got a watah gun.”

Nothing. Nada. I could look at this lady and tell she was wishing us away as my small child taunted her in an effort to show her how cool her water gun was. What I found most interesting was that this woman was also rubbing her belly and appeared to be with child (although it was hard to tell but I’m pretty sure she was pregnant). Maybe she just had some major indigestion and that was the reason for all the rubbing. Who knows?

I know that SP has a tendency to get a little overly excited and has a tough time with non-verbal cues but seriously….. Is it that hard for you to nod and smile? I apoligize if my small child distracts you from making important decisions such as whether to purchase name brand or store brand spaghetti noodles. Geesh!

The Eyes Have It

2009-10-13T20:33:00.000-07:00

In the car driving along one day, Big Guy tells me that Sweet Pea is looking at him funny. It's like she's looking at me but she's not looking at me. I wasn't sure what he was talking about until one day I saw it. Her left eye turned out as her right eye looked straight. This didn't happen all the time just every once in awhile and most often when she was looking out at a distance.

The eye began to stray more frequently and appeared to get worse. It wasn't all the time but it was enough that I mentioned it to the pediatrician at her 3 year appointment. All of this went down at the same time we were moving and all of that chaos. She's been seeing a pediatric ophthalmologist for the past few months.

She has a condition called strabismus and the first line of treatment was to dilate her strong eye and force her weak eye to strengthen. The goal being to equalize her vision and also to make her eyes work together. After the first six weeks, the deficit in her weak eye was cut in half which was so encouraging to know that the eye drops were working.

Her most recent appointment there was progress on her vision equalizing but her eye is still straying intermittently and there hasn't been any improvement on that end. So the doctor prescribed glasses for the Pea in an effort to get those eyes to work as a team. If when her vision equalizes that eye still strays, we are looking a possible surgery. I'm not going to look that far ahead this point but at least the doctor was honest in preparing me for the possibility.

I must say that she does look super cute in her new glasses.....

Life's a Beach!

2009-05-28T16:58:00.000-07:00

We took our annual trip to the beach last week. I'm already looking forward to next year already. I'm so looking forward to moving closer to the coast! I'll be glad we when can take a quick jaunt to the beach for the day!

It was cold and dreary when we got there but that didn't stop the Sweet Pea from diving in the Atlantic. She adores the beach.

The waves were huge and Sweet Pea was having fun being chased by all the waves even if the water's a little chilly. Way too cold for the Momma though.

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Happy Birthday, Baby!

2009-05-04T10:40:00.000-07:00

Today is the Sweet Pea's 3rd Birthday! It's so hard to believe that 3 years ago today at this very moment she came into this world. My little bundle of chaos. Happy Birthday, Wooby Doo!!!

* Life is going to be crazy this month so forgive me for not being around too much. I'll get into more deets later this week if I can get a minute to myself. *sigh*

Spinning Around

2009-04-23T16:14:00.000-07:00

Sweet Pea is obsessed with spinning in circles. It goes a little something like this - Spin Around. Count with me. 123 SPIN AROUND!!! It sounds way cuter coming out of the mouth of an almost 3 year old! When the opportunity arose to take the Pea on a carousel ride, I thought we would give it a whirl. My biggest fear was that she was going to totally hate it since it requires sitting still.

Look at my big girl sitting so pretty on her elephant. She was excited and very content sitting there. I put her on one that didn't go up and down. I didn't need her to freak out on me since it was getting close to "grumpy time". She saved the major meltdown for the train but that is another story.

A picture really doesn't do this moment justice. I wish I could take this delight and contentment and bottle it up. She loved every minute of it and so did I.

She loved it so much that we rode it again. This time she requested the giraffe and luckily a little girl changed her mind and relocated just in time for us to snatch it. *Phew*

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Wordful Wednesday: The Zoo Edition

2009-04-21T16:00:00.000-07:00

We headed over to my Dad's for a few days hence the reason I've slacked on posting this week! Since he lives just outside of the city, we country folk decided to go to the zoo and see some animals other than cows, sheep and wild turkeys.

They had a petting zoo which was awesome for Sweet Pea. She is a lover of all living creatures (including caterpillars). "I touch it!" she says.

This guy's got it tough. He was actually the only orangutan not sleeping in his hammock. All the rest of them were snoozing big time! Sweet Pea was all about some "monkeys" as she's got it just as good.

We've been to our fair share of zoos over the past couple of years and this is first time I believe I have ever seen a panda bear in real life. He was pretty cool. They have a couple of baby pandas too but there were so many people checking them out that I really couldn't get a good shot. Love Pandas and bamboo plants. Cute and environmentally friendly (since it is Earth Day and all).

Finally, adding fuel to the Madagascar fire around here it is Marty and Melman. We had a blast. Seriously, if I lived in the city I would take my kid to the zoo every single day because it knocked the Sweet Pea out. The little girl who doesn't nap slept for almost 3 hours that afternoon. How can you not love that?

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Little Caterpillar

2009-04-17T19:10:00.000-07:00

Spring brings about lots of pretty flowers and even more insects. One of my favorite things growing up was getting a caterpillar and making him a lovely little paper fort. For some reason, I'm totally cool with bugs unless they bite. Sweet Pea has a love of animals and insects like no one I've ever known. We met a "catapilla" the other day that she is still talking about.

Catapilla Fun!!! The poor caterpillar had no idea what he was getting himself into when he climbed onto that stick. Sweet Pea though he was the coolest thing EVER! I showed her how to touch him gently and she got a kick out of that (I'm scared to death of dogs but I'll pet a caterpillar - yes I have issues).

She still keeps asking for the caterpillar. I told her that he has to go home so he can turn into a beautiful butterfly someday. Butterfly! she says. It won't be long and she'll be chasing him all over the place! He'll be so glad he can flutter faster than she can run.

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Writer's Workshop: Show me the Money!

2009-04-16T05:13:00.000-07:00

Mama Kat was kind enough to donate $400 to my cause today. Or at least ask me what I would do with it if she were to give it to me. Since times have been a little tough around here, that money would be equally divided between the hubs and I so that the two of us could buy some new clothes. Wait, I take that back. It would be used for the sole purpose of revamping my main man's wardrobe. He needs the help more than I do right now.

My Big Guy is totally obsessed with Georgia Football. So much to that his entire wardrobe consists of black and red and is guarantee to have the word Georgia written somewhere on it. He was packing to head out of town last week when HE complained about that very thing. Of course he took his lovely wardrobe with him to Texas for the week otherwise I would have taken a picture of the madness.

So, we're buying my man some clothes! To see what everyone else chose head over to Mama Kat's!

Sugar Rush

2009-04-14T20:00:00.000-07:00

On Sunday, we had a quiet Easter with just Sweet Pea, my Dad and I. The hubs had to leave for a job in Texas. I spent all week driving all over Georgia and just wasn't in the mood to drive back again. Sweet Pea's got a short fuse as of late when it comes to riding in the car too. Anyway, my Dad came over and we relaxed and hung out and let the girl hunt for eggs chocked full of jelly beans.

We hid everything in plain sight since this was technically her 1st time being interested in hunting eggs. She hunts for eggs just like she opens presents. She enjoyed each and every one by opening them up and savoring each and every jelly bean.

The biggest perk of being the only kid at an Easter egg hunt is that all those eggs and the treats inside are all yours. Woohoo!

The day ended with the Pea in a sugar induced coma holding her chocolate bunny like her life depended on it. I had to convince her that it was okay to let the bunny go and that he needed to rest. Those hot little hands made quite a chocolaty mess out of that bunny. *sigh*

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Again With the Playground Peeps

2009-04-13T05:28:00.000-07:00

Let me first say that I love taking Sweet Pea to the park. She's got so much energy and it is fun for her to get out and about and play with other children. I've already complained about some rude people that I've encountered. It just seems that all the ~~weird~~ interesting peeps hang out at the park.

A couple of weeks ago I witnessed an interesting way to play with your kids. A young dad who had to be in his twenties was jumping on top of the covered tube slide and on top of monkey bars. His proceeded to jump off very high places of the playground and climb in a way I've never seen an adult do at a playground before. I so wish I had taken my video camera and recorded that crap it was crazy. I'm all about playing with your kids but please don't give little kids ideas about new ways to break their neck. Seriously.

Earlier this week, the hubs and I took Sweet Pea to the park and were not at all prepared for the event. We were there less than 5 minutes when we saw a little boy who was about Pea's age whip out his little boy parts and pee on the slide. Not just any slide but Sweet Pea's favorite slide. His momma either didn't see it because she was busy chatting it up or just didn't care. No one slid down it while we were there but I'm thinking some poor kid had a wet ride that afternoon. Ewwwww.

Same boy. Different slide. He decides to sit at the bottom of a slide and not move. Pea slides down and he still doesn't move. He turns around and SMACKS my child in her FACE! Of course, she's like whatever and doesn't get upset 'cause she's cool like that. The group of ladies that claim this child are yelling at him but he is not punished in any way. He's also not told to apologize which I always thought was general parenting protocol when your kid hits another but what do I know. One of the ladies said Sorry in a very insincere tone of voice with a lot of 'tude.

The poor Big Guy was totally traumatized. Bless his heart. He's now contemplating sending the Pea to private school or possibly doing background checks on all children and their parents who are going to come in contact with his baby girl. Sweet Pea is on the younger end in her gymnastics class and she's had a couple of girls pick on her a time or two. She never lets it bother her or cry over it and I never make a big stink over it. It happens. The hubs on the other hand is totally. freaked. out.

I'm still a bit grossed out about the puddle of pee at the bottom of the slide. I'm thinking we may avoid the park until after a really good rain.

Stop And Smell The Flowers

2009-04-10T00:10:00.000-07:00

Springtime in Georgia has to be my favorite time of year with everything blooming and the incredible weather. We've been cooped up in this house all winter long and it is so nice to let Sweet Pea run free and enjoy the outdoors again. Our dogwoods are starting to bloom and the grass is greening up. The smell of wisteria fills the air. Does it get any better?

Sweet Pea recently discovered the joy of smelling flowers. Of course, she takes a sniff by exhaling out her nose instead of taking the joyous scent in but that just makes it even cuter.

Mmmm. Smells Good.

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Why I Refuse to Eat Ground Meat

2009-04-09T00:05:00.000-07:00

I'm participating in Mama Kat's writing prompt today and I've chosen

5.) What is an unpleasant experience you had eating? Write a poem, paragraph, or something else about the experience.

Under no circumstances will I ever eat any form of ground meat of any kind. Beef, chicken, turkey, veggies attempting to resemble ground beef - I. don't. care. The thought of it all totally makes me gag and it all stems from one incident.

When I was 5 years old, I went to a fast food establishment ~~McDonald's~~ which shall remain nameless with my best friend Maggie and her mother. We had our little hamburger happy meals and all was right with the world. Then it happened. I bit into my hamburger and as I was chewing noticed something didn't quite feel right. Next thing I know I'm barfing all over the table. Totally horrified, embarrassed and completely scarred for life.

I am 32 years old and have not had a hamburger since or any other ground up mystery meat since. I examine meat very closely because heaven forbid I bite into something that might trigger my barf reflex. I need professional help, I know.

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Signs of Spring

2009-04-08T00:40:00.000-07:00

Although we are going through or usual Easter freeze, the signs of spring are all over our little country town. The azaleas and dogwoods are beautiful. The Big Guy and I aren't well known for our green thumbs. I'm good with house plants or any plant that requires water everyone once and a while. If it has flowers, you can just forget it. For some reason, I am terrible with plants that have flowers.

We've never had luck with azaleas. We planted a ton of them when we first moved here 4 years ago. Three of those survived but have never bloomed. Last year, we planted about 10 more and only 4 survived. Those 4 actually bloomed!

It is supposed to get down below freezing tonight which is not good! At least we got to enjoy the beauty for a little while.

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Early Birthday Wishes

2009-04-07T04:47:00.000-07:00

The Big Guy will be turning 33 on Sunday and is going to be in Texas for the big day. It's one of those situations where it stinks big time that he'll be gone but we have to be grateful because it means he's getting a paycheck.

His love in unconditional and unwavering. I know that I can depend on him for comfort and cry on his big, broad shoulders. He is a loyal friend and a kind soul. You can tell him a secret and trust that he won't blab it to the universe.

Let's not forget that the cuteness of my daughter can only be attributed to him because she looks nothing like her momma.

Now if I could just teach him to put his dirty clothes in the hamper and how to load the dishwasher.

A tribute to
The Huz for his upcoming 33rd Birthday...

A Jay and Deb Production.

Operation Relocation

2009-04-02T14:05:00.000-07:00

Do you remember that job interview? On Friday, I got the call and was offered the job. Apparently, the interview went a whole lot different in my head then it played out on the other side of the conference table. My husband said it was either that or everyone else stunk the place up big time or maybe it was my suit and new 'do.

With this new job comes the move we have been waiting for back to coastal area of Georgia where most of the huz's family resides. Sweet Pea will be near the bulk of her family and all of her cousins. We'll be an extra hour and a half from my dad but since he's retired he'll be able to visit as often as he wants for as long as he wants. We still have the issue of our house which had an offer but the dude didn't follow through but I know it will all work out.

Recently, I took a much needed blogging hiatus. I needed some time to figure out what to do with my blog and whether or not it was something I wanted to continue doing. I missed it a lot and decided that Middle Georgia Mommy just didn't fit me. Not to mention the fact that the blog is more about Sweet Pea than anything. Now that we are relocating to southeast Georgia, the title is even more unsuited for me.

Sweet Pea's favorite thing to do is chase butterflies (and bumble bees). It's so much fun to watch and hear her talk to them and tell them how pretty she thinks they are. I felt like Chasing Butterflies was the perfect fit and enlisted a super talented bloggy friend to help with my new digs!

Much thanks to the Nap Warden for my super cute header. She does a great job so be sure and check out her blog design site!

A Little Common Courtesy

2009-04-01T06:52:00.000-07:00

Lately I've noticed that please and thank you are lacking in the vocabulary of children these days. Please and thank you are an automatic part of my everyday speech. My husband and I say it to each other and to Sweet Pea. Pea's got Thank You down although she's a little shy about saying it to people she doesn't know really well. We are working on Please and I know she'll get the hang of it in time. Since we are in the south, we also have mam and sir that must always follow a yes or no question. Being anything other than polite was never tolerated when I was growing up and I think that it is a fine quality to pass on.

However, it appears that others obviously don't feel the same way. I wonder why some kids seem to have a complete lack of politeness. Apparently does not everyone has manners. No, I'm serious.

If you're at the park and your little one is stomping on a pile of fire ants and another mother frantically brushes the little chompers off of your child, wouldn't you thank them? Um, no. I guess I was supposed to let the little guy get his legs ate up by a bunch of red ants until his mommy got there. She just grabbed her kid and walked off. It's not that I want praise or anything but if it were my child I would have thanked the person who save Sweet Pea from the painful welts of a fire ant. But that's just me.

Now I totally get the rude kid thing. If momma doesn't say it in her everyday life, the baby won't either no matter how many times you try to drill it in there heads.

Thank you for stopping by. :-)

The Big Interview Recap

2009-03-25T12:41:00.000-07:00

Last Friday was my highly anticipated job interview. It's been a long time since I've been in the hunt for a job not to mention that this is my dream job. Also, the interview was planned 3 weeks in advance which can cause an issue with someone who over analyzes everything. The anticipation was killing me!

When I first get there, I'm taken into a small room and given a writing test. Nothing like having 10 minutes in what is probably a room used to interrogate people and given a test. I didn't even have enough time to finish when I was told to stop. Crap! The girl said it was okay if I didn't finish it. I'm hoping that means that nobody does.

Onto part deux which is the actual ~~interrogation~~ interview itself. It is in a conference room with 3 men on one side of the large table and me on the other. In most interviews, it felt like a conversation where someone asked me questions followed by my answer and they listened. In this case, they asked questions and then were feverishly writing down my answers as if they were going to have a test on it later.

Typically, I am an awesome interview. This time was not so good and I've been beating myself up over it. To help me feel better about myself, I made a list of excuses as to why I totally sucked in this interview.

1) It has been 4 years since my last job interview so I'm super rusty. I needed a practice interview.

2) The sound of their pencils writing all fast and crazy broke my concentration (at least twice).

3) Mommybrain. I swear I lost half my brain through the birth canal.

4) My brain and mouth can not work together as a cohesive unit without my hands in constant motion. Um, yeah. Where was I?

Anyway, I was told that it would be at least 2 weeks before I know anything but that I will get contacted either way. Apparently they have a whole scoring process which I hope will help me out. Hopefully they will call my references and find out that I do generally have my act together. Sometimes.

It will all work out the way it is meant to. Someone is bound to hire me, right.

My New 'Do

2009-03-12T06:17:00.000-07:00

For some crazy reason I have the same pattern when it comes to my hair. I keep it short for maybe 6 months and then decide I need to grow it out. Why? I have no idea. It's sort of therapeutic in a way. Since I've never colored my hair, it's my way of having a little change. Who knows? So I grew my hair out AGAIN, only to realize that I hate my hair being long.

The girl that I usually go to left the salon. I was considering switching anyway because I wasn't totally happy with the way she was cutting my hair. However, she did a good enough job and out of fear I didn't want to swap. I've been the victim of a bad haircut much like my girl Mamarazzi and her recent experience. Bless her heart. Honestly, I thought of her the day before.

Luckily, the new girl did a fab job and I love my new look. I feel all hip and cool even though I still remain a huge dork who takes pictures of herself to share with the 10 people that read her blog.

So here I am before with my long hair which I tend to wear in ponytail form because it looks crappy and the ends are all weird. Please also excuse my child who looks like a member of the Russia mafia with her long blond hair, wife beater and gold chain. It was like 85 degrees hence the summer outfit.

Here is the new and improved me. Okay, maybe not so much, but the hair looks good. Hopefully it won't look like total crapola when I fix it myself. I swear I feel 10 pounds lighter! I'm so glad I got rid of all that hair. My interview is one week from tomorrow so now I'll look all ~~cute~~ professional and stuff.

Enjoying the Weather

2009-03-11T05:32:00.000-07:00

We've been outside a ton this week with the awesomeness that is our weather. Of course, the weather this year goes from fabulous to craptastic and back again this time of year. Today it is supposed to be around 80 something degrees outside. Woohoo!

I'm getting all my hair cut off today. Why on earth I ever grow it out in the first place I'll never know. I'm just getting prepped for my big interview and need to look more professional. My hair holds more water than the Hoover Dam so it is a pain in my rear to dry. Shorter hair is just my way of being more environmentally friendly.

My 100th Post and It's About The Stupid Bachelor

2009-03-03T04:51:00.000-08:00

Happy 100th Post to me! Yay! Of course, do I take the fabulous opportunity to talk about something poignant in the world? I most certainly do! Did you catch all the Bachelor madness last night? OMG!

First of all, is it just me or is Jason Mesnick like the biggest freakin' cry baby on the planet? I've never seen a dude cry that much. So DeAnna Papas flies all the way to New Zealand to tell Jason not to pick the fun wild card and stay with the safe bet and admits to making a mistake. She also makes some major lame attempt and asks for one more try which was less than convincing. She didn't seem to heartbroken when Jason said a big No Thanks.

Jason ditches Molly and balls his eyes out which should be a pretty big red flag to viewers that things aren't as they seem. Molly tells him what a ginormous mistake he is making. I mean heck, she only greased him down and mounted him like she was going on a trail ride the night before. Not to mention what a fab kisser he says she is, right. Why wouldn't he choose her? He then goes on to propose to Melissa as expected from all the spoilers out there. Then little Ty runs out and they all jump in the pool in their formal attire. One happy little family. Yay!

Then comes the After The Rose Ceremony! Holy freakin' crap, Batman! Jason proves himself to be the hugest tool ever in Bachelor history by proclaiming things just aren't the same with Melissa and that he still has feelings for Molly. WTF? He then breaks up with Melissa on tv for the whole world to see (which we are told was not a blindside and that she knew it was coming but it was harsh). Melissa is totally miffed as she should be (maybe her no show parents were right about this whole mess in the first place). Jason cries AGAIN 'cause he's a cry baby. Then he tells Molly he wants another chance 10 minutes later and they make out. Um, okay.

Seriously, look for Jason to change his mind in another 6 weeks and realize that he really should have chosen Jillian as SHE was actually what he was looking for. I don't think he has the first clue what he is looking for or what it even takes to have a successful marriage. Obviously, love on tv is not at all what it seems. I can't wait until next week to watch the the After After Rose Ceremony and see if Jason cries AGAIN because he feels so awful for hurting people BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Remind me again why I watch this stupid crap?

Why I'm Not Surprised About Chris Brown and Rhianna

2009-02-28T14:19:00.000-08:00

This whole Chris Brown and Rhianna thing has been in the news for the past 3 weeks. It is shocking to us to see how people with (what we consider to be) such fabulous lives could play some part in domestic violence. Obviously, famous people have the same issues as the rest of us when it comes to personal relationships. There was a lot of speculation as to what happened the night before the Grammy's between the couple but the pictures of a badly beaten young Rhianna that have been circulating say a lot. Now Chris Brown has apologized and entered into anger management. Rhianna refuses to press charges against Brown and it appears the couple has reconciled.

Why am I not surprised? I spent 2 years working with domestic violence victims. I found attorneys to represent them pro bono (at no charge) in court to help them obtain a Temporary Protective. By the end of that 2 years, I was burnt out because we saw this same pattern happen over and over again. Women beaten so badly by someone who is supposed to love them. These women were of all races, classes and education levels. There were some cases that gave me a sense of truly helping a woman find her way out of an awful situation. Other times, I felt so broken hearted as I'm told that a woman who's face was slammed into a car door or choked until she was unconscious is now back with the man she loves.

Faces are different but the story of abuse is the same. Statistics show that it takes a woman anywhere from 10 to 15 attempts to leave the situation before she finally breaks free from the abuse. That's not 10-15 beatings. That's actual attempts to leave the situation. Astonishing, isn't it?

If it is true that they are back together, I hope and pray that statisics are wrong and that he can change or that this was an isolated incident. For some reason, I feel like that won't be the case. I don't care what the situation is or who instigated the fight. It is never okay to physically abuse another person. Sadly, it happens even to famous people.

The Winds of Change

2009-02-26T17:14:00.000-08:00

If you listen to the news, you would think that trying to sell your home or get a new job where hopeless efforts not even worth attempting. Well, I beg to differ. With my husband in construction, times have been the worst we have ever experienced in our 8 years of marriage. We have officially hit financial rock bottom. Our plans to have another baby have been put off indefinitely since it just seems like this isn't a good time for us to add another family member.

Last month, we came to the decision that I needed to return to the workforce. Sweet Pea has reached a point where she is ready for pre-school which we cannot afford. Even though the hubs is sporting his tool belt and finally back on a golf course building bridges again, the past 4 months have left us with more debt then one income can handle. Not only that but I'm ready, we are all ready for me to go back.

When we made this decision, most of the jobs were in South Georgia where we want to move since most of our family is. So for the third time, we put out home on the market. It's become a spring tradition around here. Last week, I received a call that we needed to show our home (in 20 minutes no less). A few days later I also get a call from a job that I REALLY want stating that I need to fill out a pre-interview questionnaire to help them narrow the field.

Today, everything is beginning to fall into place. We got an offer on our home AND I have an interview for my dream job next month!!! It's crazy but I really feel like things are about to happen for us for the betterment of our family. I'm so excited!

The bad news is that given the nature of the work I will be doing (because I'm so getting this job) I'm not sure how comfortable I feel blogging publicly about my life or putting up pictures of my daughter. I know I will still read my favorite blogs at least once a week but probably won't blog myself. Actually, I kind of prefer it that way at this point. I love reading blogs but I'm kind of sick of blogging about myself.

Wordful(less) Wednesday

2009-02-17T18:57:00.000-08:00

We've got so much going on in our household right now it is just CRAZY. I will fill you in later on all the details but I don't want to jinx anything (no, I'm not pregnant). I managed to get sick this week. Although I wasn't praying to the porcelain gods, my stomach is still messed up and I had a fever that made me miserable. I'm on the mend. Sweet Pea was a big ole grumpy gus that past couple of days as she is feeling way better and doesn't get why I'm not up to playing. Poor baby.

If you want to join in on the Wordful Wednesday fun stop by and see Angie and 7 Clown Circus. Also check out Wordless Wednesday here and here.