April 12, 2017


I've kinda given up already.  Which is a shame because lent is almost over.  I've been a little stressed out about apartment hunting.  But good news!  We have been approved for an apartment!  We just need to get our deposit in today to hold it.  This place pretty much hits all the points on our wish list: better neighborhood, good school district, washer/dryer in the apartment, 2 bathrooms, swimming pool, and playground.  The biggest downside is the parking which will be hard to have guests over but we do get 2 spaces so we'll have an extra until we get a second car.  And it's at the higher end of our price range but the price dropped $50 a month right before we applied!  So, we're gonna move, get settled, and then I can do some career hunting!  I don't need to work so I'm holding out for a job that I really love and want to do.  But I'm also tired of staying home all the time so I hope I find it. 

Speaking of which, Marshall is screaming at me right now so.... time to go. 

April 7, 2017

Not trying

My brain is fried from apartment hunting all day.  Apartment hunting sucks.  I just have nothing interesting to talk about.  It rained today.  A lot.  For a minute, it kinda sounded like our house might collapse under all the rain.  It held up.  I'm not even gonna try to come up with more interesting things to talk about.  My brain hurts.  It needs to rest. 

April 6, 2017

It finally happened

I took a shirt out of Bishops dresser and put it straight into Marshall's.  He's wearing it now.  It won't be long before they're practically in the same size clothes and I end up mixing them up.  Either they won't care or they'll fight over clothes all the time.  I'm thinking they wont care.  Bishop saw Marshall in his shirt and said "hey, that's just like my shirt" and I said "that is your shirt" and then he went about his business because boys don't care what shirt they're wearing.  Although Bishop did get mad once because he had to take off a Paw Patrol shirt that he'd been wearing for 2 days.  I'm kinda surprised he hasn't asked about it since then.  That kid basically lives for Paw Patrol now.  I'm pretty sure that's going to be his next birthday theme.  He's been asking for a dog.  We told him he can get a fish.  He's gonna name it Chase.... after the puppy from Paw Patrol.  That's kinda like having a puppy right? 

April 5, 2017

Stages of Motherhood (that I have experienced so far)

The Oh Em Geeee I'm pregnant! stage: the one in which life is exciting and you managed to create a human life.

The OH MY GOD I'M PREGNANT!!! stage: the one in which you're freaking out because you created a human life that you will be responsible for the rest of your life. (Yes your whole life.  Go ask your parents if they still feel responsible for you). 

The Pregnancy is way less fun than movies make it seem stage: the one in which you curse every happy looking pregnant woman you've ever seen because you're miserable and your body hurts all the time. 

The Please kill me I can't stand this anymore stage: the one in which you never want to be pregnant ever again. 

The Brand-new baby stage: the one is which you're completely in love with this new little life and can't believe there was actually a baby in you the whole time even though you knew that's the whole reason you were doing it in the first place. 

The OH MY GOD I HAVE A BABY! stage: the one in which you freak the fuck out because you're baby is crying and you don't know how to make him stop and WHO THE FUCK DECIDED YOU WERE QUALIFIED TO HAVE A BABY! 

The Newborn stage: the one in which you barely get any sleep and you and your partner frequently snap at each other because you're barely getting any sleep and you're life has completely changed.

The regular baby stage: the one in which you feel confident in your abilities and start getting out of the house more often.

The beginning of the toddler stage: the one in which you realize your baby is turning into a toddler and its sooooo cute because they're starting to act like a kid and walk everywhere. 

The oh fuck he's a toddler stage: the one in which all of your exercise is keeping your toddler away from dangerous stuff that can kill him or stuff he can break. 

The WHEN THE FUCK IS TODDLERHOOD OVER!? stage: the one in which you find out just how loud you are able to yell. 

The I think we're doing a pretty good job, we should have another one stage: the one in which you decide to have another baby.

The why did we decide to have another baby? stage: the one in which your 6 months pregnant and chasing a toddler who just gets faster and smarter every day. 

The second new baby stage: in which you realize 2 kids isn't really double the work and feel awesome about having 2 kids. 

The oh my God is my baby a year old already? stage: in which you realize time goes WAY faster for the second kid than it ever did with the first. 

And finally, the Goldfish crackers in my pants stage: the one in which my almost not a toddler anymore follows me into the bathroom and spills his goldfish crackers everywhere while I'm peeing. 

I'll admit, that last one is less of a stage and more of an isolated incident.  Although he does like to follow me into the bathroom and keep me company while I pee.  Kids love to be all up in your business all the time. 

April 3, 2017


I've gotten lazy with my blog lately.  Well, maybe not lazy, just distracted.  It might happen a few more times before lent is over.  Our house is in escrow so we're going to be moving soon!  There's a lot of things to be distracted by. 

Do you ever feel like everyone else has life figured out and you're just kinda faking your way through it?  I'm pretty sure everyone feels that way to some extent and I've known that for a while but, for some reason, it doesn't stop me from feeling that way.  It's like everyone else has a place and they fit into life and I'm just observing and trying not to get in their way.  I think people who write a lot especially feel that because that's just how our brain works.  That's probably why I'm shy.  Unless I know someone really well then it's kind of like they're a part of me.  I probably need way more time to think about and write what I'm actually talking about here cause I don't think I'm explaining it very well.  Or even thinking about the same subject.  I was just thinking about it yesterday for some reason and couldn't think of anything else to talk about. 

So.... enjoy those semi-coherent brain ramblings.