Mopping is AWESOME!!

I like to mop. Getting the hot water in the bucket, putting a little pine sol in. Putting the mop in the water and washing my floors. I love the whole process. I was even looking forward to doing it here because I have more floor. 

I take it all back!!! 

I swept my floor and mopped and it took me 5 minutes. That was even stopping to take pictures!!! 

I LOVE my Norwex mop!!!! 

My floor is even dry already! lol 

So here I will break down my five minutes;

• Whitney removed the floor mats while I put the dry mop head on the mop handle. 
• I swept, I took a picture. I forgot to take one of the dry mop before. Sorry! 
• I took blue mop head (took a picture of before!) and wet it  down. Rolled it up to get out most of the water. 
• I then took the dry mop pad off, and put the wet one on. 
• Adjusted the mop for Avery. She really really wanted to mop. 
• I took a picture. She was done, then I mopped. 

All done!! 

Did I tell you my floors are already dry? 
Did I tell you that it took me longer to type this then it did to do clean my floor? 
Eeek!! I LOVE THIS MOP!!! 

Dry Mop Head

Wet Mop (BEFORE)

Wet Mop (AFTER)

Avery my little helper. 

It's a little to big for her but,
she was still able to mop.

 

So happy to be helping Mommy! 

Coloring My Hair

I hate doing it. In fact I have put it off for so long that my out growth is probably two inches. Something you do not want to happen!! 

First, I hate it because I do it at home, in the bathroom. 

Second, it smells, bad. Now I worked as a shampoo girl in Junior High and High School, I know bad smells. This is just on a different level of strong bad smell. 

Third, I can not see the back of my head no matter how many mirrors I try to use. It's just not happening.

Fourth, Chris has to be home so he can play with Avery. I do not like him seeing me this way..... with crazy wife hair. 
It's embarrassing. 

Fifth, I have to have clean hair. This almost never happens because I put stuff in it to keep my curls from becoming an afro. Not a good look on me. Trust me, I tried straightening my hair in HS, one time. I looked like the white version of Diana Ross. Again, not a good look on me! 

So back to the coloring of my hair. I hate doing it. Period. That's why I haven't done it. So you wonder, why even color your hair if you hate it so much? 

That's a great question!! 

Here is why. I had planned on being a hair stylist back in the day. So I had no plans on going gray gracefully. I was going to fight it tooth and nail!! No one was going to even know my real hair color. HA! To be honest after I have done it, I love it and wonder why I dragged my feet for so long. I then re-promise myself that I will not wait that long again to color. Well you see where that has gotten me. 

So does anyone feel like coming over to do it for me? lol.

I'm TRYING to be a Good Diabetic

This time I really am. I went to the diabetic educator last Wednesday. I knew that I was going to get a "talking to". The lady that I see, she is very nice, but direct. She will not tell me, you have to do this. She will just show me what will happen to me if I do not get my blood sugars under control. I have seen the things that she showed me before. When I went with Chris. After his appointments, I would ride him on what she said. Funny how when it's happening to you, it can all go in one ear and out the other. To say that I was in denial would be putting it lightly. I still wanted to eat as much cereal as I had been. I LOVE cereal and could eat it for every meal, no kidding. 

                           It's easy and I am lazy. 

Chris got this diet book in the mail from a co-worker and now his is crazy about it. So we have been kinda following that. What I mean by that is, when Chris first got the book he skipped through found the foods to avoid and the foods to eat. I wrote that list down and that is what we have been trying to follow. We shop the perimeter, for the most part. We still need to go into the pickle aisle for Avery, and I like to pick up black olives. I have also been trying to eat foods that are gluten-free. Not because I need to, just because I feel better when I do. I have family and friends that have to be gluten-free.  Why not try to have things here for them to eat? Do you know how many things have gluten in them? Oh my gosh. Well that's for another blog post. 

So now the plan for me is to check my blood sugars every morning when I get up. Eat within the first half an hour then check it again two hours later. I can eat every 4-5 hours. I have to check my blood sugars before eating then two hours later. Just like in the morning. I need to do this for a week. Three meals two snacks. I need to stay 10 carbs or less everyday. (15 grams = 1 carb) I also need to get back to the gym. This summer has been hard on me! It's not the holidays that do me in, it's the summer. I have no where I HAVE to go, so I don't. I don't get up and take a shower right away. I stay up way to late so do the girls. Then we do not get up until late. This is one of the many reasons I would not be able to home school. I need that place I have to be. 

Long story short, I have been doing much better. My blood sugars have been lower. Not as low as they should be, so I will be calling my Dr. in a couple of days. Today I have plans to go to the gym. I have a great group of ladies around me that know what I am going through and support me. I could not do it without them. 

Week in Review

The week is almost over so I figured I would update everyone on how it is going. Today is the last day of S.T.E.M. camp for Whitney. She is loving it, she met two new friends and is looking forward to start in September. 

Avery got sick in the car for the first time in a very long time. First time in the new car. She is feeling better now. We have been getting a little cabin fever with it being so hot outside. She has turned into a crazy child. I got her some water colors and now almost everything has been painted. 

Chris got a bigger fish tank a few weeks ago. This week he has lost three out of five fish. He has been super busy at work and signed up for a mud run in August. 

As for me, I have been working out more this week then I have in a while. I am so proud of myself. I have been running on the track!! Yesterday my breathing was really good. I am not going to break any time records, yet!! 

Thanks for stopping by!! 

I Love Being A Girl

I really do. We get to wear make-up, we have fun clothes, and smell good. Not to say boys don't have fun clothes and smell good. I've never been a boy so I know what I like, and I like being a girl. This being said, I went through my make-up today. I needed to get rid of the colors of lipstick that I never use, and everything expired. I have just found this girl on YouTube that I love. I have watched her put on her foundation I don't even know how many times. Wow that might sound creepy. So I will explain. She does how to videos on YouTube. She is the reason why I got three new make up brushes and concealer. Now when I look at myself in the mirror I like what I see. Well after I do my make up. I'm not coming down on myself. I have rosacea. So it seemed that what ever I did, the red still came through. Now that I have learned again how to put my make up on, it's not bad. I still will never need blush!! 

I have taken all of my make up, brushes, and other tools out of the bathroom and brought them into my room. I think that I am walking a thin line here. Avery is four now and is tall enough to reach everything on my dresser. So I might be regretting this any day now. I made the move due to the one bathroom. Someone is always in there and to tell you the truth it gets really hot in there after a shower. Now that I am in my room I can have a fan blowing on me if I want! I feel so girly with everything in little jars and baskets. I need to put a mirror up and then I am good to go. For now. Hahaha. I like to change things around so given a little bit of time and some time Pinterest stalking I will make it prettier. 

My humble amount of girly stuff. 

What Do You Say?

A while ago Whitney told us a child at her school called her a mistake. I know this child, her parents and where she lives. Thank God I was in a public place when Whitney told me what this child said, or I would have done something about it. This child told Whitney that, because Chris and I were not married when we made her, she was a mistake. My heart just broke, so I told her. Not ever, not even for one minute has she been a mistake. To never have any doubt in her mind that Chris and I both wanted, and still want her. She is ours to keep, even when she doesn't want us around. Gosh, what do you say to your baby when they tell you something like that?

I thought talking to her about her period and what to expect with that was hard. I thought talking to her about sex was hard, but this. Being told that she was a mistake by some child, that probably was a mistake. Sorry that was my anger talking. What do you say to reassure her that she was, is and always be wanted. She is fifteen and doesn't listen to half of what we tell her. Did she believe me when I told her that we wanted her? Did my anger towards that child come through when I was talking to her? Does she doubt my love for her every time I have to tell over and over to do something? Or when we do not let her do something with her friends? Being a parent is hard. I know there will be a time in my life that I will wish with everything that I could go back to the beginning of the teenage years. 

The next thing I am struggling with is what is allowed with the boyfriend? He will come over to hang out and I will let them sit on the same couch. I catch Whitney snuggling into him. I do something to make it stop. They have not kissed, they have held hands and hugged. He is very shy. Which I am grateful for. Whitney has already had her first kiss. A while ago. So I am in no hurry for her to be doing anything else. They are never left alone so that is a little less stressful. I was her age and I know exactly what can happen when left alone. I know there will be a point in her life that she will do things that I am not ready for her to do. I have told her that Chris and I did not come into this marriage pure, and that is not what I want for her. Marriage is hard enough with out having to deal with that. 

So what do you say to your child to make sure they know that they were and are wanted? What do you do when you see that they are getting a little to close to the boyfriend or girlfriend? I am so out of my comfort zone. 

It Will Happen When It Happens

My most favorite words while trying to get pregnant again, not really. What about, all you have to do is relax, go away for the weekend, have a glass of wine. I had a hard time getting pregnant for the second time and if you have ever had a issue with getting pregnant. Those are the words you never want to hear. It will happen when it happens. You know them to be true, but will bite off the head of the person saying them to you. The truth was we did stop trying after potty training Whitney. Once I found out that she didn't remember any of it, I told Chris OK let's do this!!

For the second time around I kind of remember when we were supposed to be "going it" but it wasn't happening. I went to the Obgyn, she told me I was much thinner with my first kid and that I should lose weight. Ah well, that wasn't very nice. Fat people get pregnant all the time! So I stopped going to her for that reason and others. Next step was to take my temp, before getting out of bed, and track it. That's when I discovered that my base line temp is lower than average. So for the first couple of days I thought the thermometer was broken. We got a different one, then I thought that one was broken also. So I gave up taking it. When I talked to my Mom she told me she too had a lower than average temp. OK, great so I went back to taking it. The whole deal is to wait until you have a temp, then have sex. Let's just say, I didn't do it right. Every time I would be one day late I would test. I had gotten one of those books, you know the what to expect ones. This was a notebook that I could record the tests that I took, Dr.  visits and a whole lot of other stuff. I had it for a couple of years and was very excited to finally use it. Well I stopped putting in all of the negative pregnancy test that I took and just left the last one open in hopes that maybe down the road I would be able to fill it in. 

Nine years after I had Whitney I got pregnant again but didn't know. I was about a month along when I had a miscarriage. July 4th 2008. That was the hardest news to hear. A regular ultrasound, a level two ultrasound, and a blood test to tell me yes I was pregnant but I no longer had the baby. Then the words, "well that wasn't your baby. It wasn't meant to be." I think are some of the most horrible words to say second to the when it happens, it happens. 

A few months later I did get pregnant again. This time I went to the Dr. and only told Chris and Whitney. It was Chris that needed to be banned from telling everyone. I wanted to wait, what if I miscarried again? Chris didn't give me much of a choice. I went into his work after a check up and his co-workers asked if they could come congratulate me. I was upset with him for telling anyone outside of our family. Although it was nice to finally be able to say I was carrying again. 

I was nervous, freaking out and happy all at the same time. Whitney had been an only for so long. Will she be upset that she will have to share us now? Will I remember what to do? We had nothing from when Whitney was a baby. I had to be talked into registering. I didn't think that it was right to ask people for baby stuff when I already had a baby. Chris had so much fun with the scanner though. He picked out all pink stuff. We didn't even know if we were having a girl. He told everyone that he was going to be "blessed with two girls."  


I had a great pregnancy. I would do it again and again, IF I knew I was going to have the same experience. Chris, Whitney, the new car seat and I all headed to the hospital. We didn't call the Dr. because I thought for sure I wasn't going to have her yet. She would be early, by nine days! Come to find out that sound that I heard sitting down on my couch was my water breaking. We were not going anywhere! I had a great time during labor. I got the good drugs and didn't feel a thing until my Dr. finally showed up....to catch. 

June 2009 I brought Avery into the world a little after 9PM. I was in labor for about 6 hours. 

My Whitney holding my Avery. 

My Loves, My Heart.