Life on the Run

So as I sit at my desk catching up on other's lives over the past few days, I realize how much I have going on. Not to mention how much I have missed these past weeks.

I know that life is important and that there is tons going on, but I think it is about time to "stop and smell the roses."

Today I was talking (emailing) my good friend Mommy Always Wins(http://www.mommyalwayswins.com/) about how life is going for her. They have had a roller coaster life including cork screw after cork screw, loopdie loop and dip after dip for the past 2+ years, hard to imagine that they can even walk straight let alone know when and who goes where. Anyway I digress! We were talking about how life goes by way to fast, that she has yet to figure out what school her 4 year old is going to go to in the fall and the fact that my kids have nothing ready for 1st grade and kindergarten. (Sniff, Sniff, my baby is going to start school).

So after "talking" I went to my boss (who really is a great friend) and told her that I was taking a week off, before the kids went to school. Cross eyed and frustrated she signed my PTO request... Why did I feel guilty? Why should I not take time off to be with my kids? Why should I not be able to take time for me?

There are certain things in life I truly believe are more important than the daily grind. My Sanity, My Family and My Choice.

I have come to the conclusion that work is work and at some time is either makes us or breaks us. I really would prefer to make it Make Me rather than Break me!

Life is too short to just realize that my little girls are almost as tall as me, I know I am short thus the 4 inch heals, but really this morning I sat on my bed looking at my babies and realized they were not babies anymore. Daily I watch them grow taller and bigger, they have become their own persons, with their own personalities, own likes and dislikes and each is becoming a great person, did I have a part in that?

Was I there enough to make sure that part of me is in them?

What did I miss?

What will I miss?

What can I not afford to miss?

Honestly I really don't want to stand by and wait to see, so stay tuned to the future of 2 Sweet Girls Mom...

Not Me Monday July 20th

Not me today... Not me tomorrow... Not me the next day either.
I will admit that I did not wish that the whole house wake up this morning on its own, get dressed, let the puppy out (which I can proudly announce with knocking on wood that is litter trained) and make their own breakfast. I will also not admit that I wish the sitter was old enough to drive so I or the hubs did not have to pick her up. I will also admit that I did not heave a heavy sigh when hubs asked if there was anything in the house for a sore throat last night while I was settling into a good rant (not so much here or here more here~ what does that mean?) (Honey? What? No? I hate honey)
I also will not admit that the kids have been driving me crazy as of late, that their constant bickering is not driving me up the wall. School is just around the corner right!? Naps that is the ticket more naps!
I will also not admit truthfully that I secretly love all the Polka Days hub bub that goes on at this time of year. Polka Days is a whole other post and will be done sometime next week~ that is if my hands and mind still work! Put mildly it is 4 days of fun, food and special treats at the bro's bakery!
I will also not admit that I was relieved that there were only a few people show up to my jewelry party on Saturday since I was not into it and did not do my normal food and drink fair. I will admit that I am the queen of shows and usually do a great job on it, not this one!
I will also not admit that I know that the Mary Kay job will be great, that it will be the ticket to freedom, not admitting that I do truly love what I do in my real job but sometimes the vision of a pink Caddy it to much.
That is about all for Not Me today, maybe not me tomorrow and definitely not me the next day either but maybe Thursday! Good Luck!

Weekly Winners July 13 to July 19th

Mary Kay Wanna Be & Roses from my Mary "Kan"

One Sad Puppy & One Sad little Girl

Don't Ask... Yeah she's the Monkey Girl

My Uncles- Like Old Time ~ Me & budda baby

My Big bro at his 25th Anniversary

A wonderful week, very jam packed but tons of fun! For more great Weekly Winners Check out http://sarcasticmom.com !

Family Ties

As time goes by so families grow. Yesterday my "clan" celebrated one of my brother's 25th wedding anniversaries. Yes I have a brother who is that old! Ha, ha... but really it is the 4th sibling to reach that milestone.
As we glanced through their wedding album, explaining to one of the newest additions who people were it had occurred to me what a legacy my parents started over 50 years ago, with the birth of my eldest brother. I can only hope that this legacy continues to grow, I know that looking down from heaven my dad is quite proud of the broad that is our family. All 50 of us and counting combine to make one hell of a party. But I think the most special aspect of my family is that even though we may not agree with one another or "like" each other from time to time, when the chips are down you know you have someone to call or count on, someone who will have your back. And to me that is the most important of all! So from our "little" family who was only 11 people when my sister and her hubby celebrated their Silver anniversary to the 50 and counting today Thank you God for allowing me to be part of such a crazy, mixed up and loving family!

Thank God for Daddys

Someone once said anyone can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a Daddy! I am totally agree. I have always been a Daddy's Girl, held a special place in my Daddy's heart, not to mention his lap.

Daddies have to be strong with his words, kind with his thoughts and tender yet firm with his touches.

Daddies have to be there for the good times and the bad, the bath times and the nap times, the jumping times and the cuddling times. Daddies are there for your life, there to make sure that the "monsters" are not in the closet and the boys keep a proper distance.

There are plenty songs about Daddy's letting go of their little girls hands but never their hearts. Daddies sacrifice daily to provide for their little ones, their big ones and their mommas.

Daddies watch their families with pride and honor, as they grow. The first time that they found out they are going to be a Daddy, it is like there is no other father, wait Daddy out there.
No matter how many times they are to be come Daddy.

Another great quote about Daddies is that "they hold pictures where money used to be".

To all the great Daddies out there, know that we, your little girls and guys will forever look up to you no matter where we may roam or if you leave us. We know that you are always looking over us and making sure that we know you are there!

Thanks Daddy and Honey! We love you! Your Girls

Weekly Winners June 7th to June 13th

What a week!

Sista's Graduation

Last day of Kindergarten


Getting Ready for Six Flags

My tuff arse baby girl

Puppy Love
Just minutes after they got him

Sleepy Puppy!
Finding refuge

The Girls with the Princess of the night!

For more weekly winners check out http://sarcasticmom.com/ Enjoy and have a great week!

Bug is 5

5:30am Friday June 4th, 2004. Hard to believe it was 5 years ago, today my baby is 5.

The day after my scheduled OB appointment started with a BANG. Not so much a bang more like a large cramp, it was odd. Even though it was my second pregnancy, the cramps I was accustomed to. You see the older one was delivered with the help of a drug, so the cramps caught me off guard. I woke hubbers up to see if he remembered from last year (girls are 11 months apart so we did not take Lamaze again) a very tired hubby (gaming late the night before) turned over and said "no honey I don't want steak for dinner" Not an unusual comment from him since I can carry on a full conversation with him when he is sleeping, usually getting him to agree with whatever I want. So getting up(more like rolling out of the bed literally) I waddled to the phone book to get the number for the doctors. Calling before 7 meant talking with a very cranky triage nurse who could not understand why I did not know if I was in labor or not! WHATEVER lady get off your butt and tell me what to do. I am tired (did not sleep) I am cramping and to tell you the truth scared crap less! So tell me am I in labor or not! "I will check with your doctor and someone will call you back."

Check with my doctor, what the hell, tell me what to do! So 30 minutes later, and really starting to freak out, they call back. "Start timing your "cramps" and see how far apart they are." Ok, boy you can tell when someone really loves their job!

6:15am, phone call to big sis. "Hey guess what, I think I am in labor! Yep can you come get Nicki? Yep I will call Mom." What that already happened, she was dressed and waiting for big Sis to pick her up! You know it, she was ready for the past 4 days.

"Honey, you need to get up and help me get Nicki up and going. Elaine and Mom are on their way, will probably make it in record time!"

"What? What happened, when did this happen, did your water break? What is going on?

"Sweetie, just get up out of bed."

So in Mom and Sis showed up in 20 minutes (usually takes 1o minutes to get from Sis's to Mom's and 15 more minutes to get from Mom's to our house). Gushing over me and telling hubs what to do. Kisses to the little one (not yet 1) off they were....

"Cramps" continued, check into the hospital, and no water broken.

WAIT, WALK. WAIT, WALK, WAIT, WALK.....

NO WATER BROKEN.....

DOC ENTERS ROOM, SIGH OF RELIEF FROM ONE VERY UNCOMFORTABLE MAMA!!!!

WATER IS BROKEN.....

"CRAMPS" CONTINUE....

1:30pm EMILY ANN is born...

Now we all know that there is more to this story, but I will spear all the other details.

That was 5 years ago today! My baby is 5, it seems just like yesterday.

Hard to believe that even though it is not written down (except here) that I am almost for certain that I will not forget it!

Happy Birthday little Bug!