Lately

My poor boy has been having a rough time lately. He is teething, his molars are coming in so he is in constant pain :( I feel so bad for him. He won't even let me give him medicine half the time, and it takes reading the same exact books to him over and over to get him to stop screaming. He loves his Dizzy Dragon book and the Foot Book lately. He hasn't been sleeping very well lately, and has been waking up WAY earlier than necessary. His good moods are great, and his bad moods are horrible. Even with my full attention on him, doing everything I can to distract him and keep him busy sometimes there's just no satisfying him. I feel so bad :( Hopefully this will pass soon.

Since he wakes up so early now, lately we have been going to the park a couple mornings a week before I take him to daycare. We just have a loaf of bread in the car at all times lol he LOVES feeding the ducks. As soon as we get out of the car he is already saying, "DUCK! DUCK!" He is definitley starting to speak more, and he doesnt need to be provoked. There aren't TOO many words he says regularly, but he says ball and book a lot now, without me having to say it to him first. Oh, and Daddy. I taught him to say Daddy instead of Dada and now he's obsessed. He points to my computer and says daddy, or picks up my phone and says it lol

This is going to be a very busy and stressful semester. I'm wondering how exactly I'm going to do it all. Especially now that Kieran is so needy and goes to bed an hour or so later than he used to, I have much less time to do homework and study. We'll see how it goes... If I really have to I'll ask my boss if I can work a few hours less a week, but I don't want to have to do that. We are barely making it by as it is.

Saying goodbye

To our first home.

This is the first time I have had an emotional connection to a house. I am so sad to say goodbye to it. I have so many amazing memories here. I remember sitting on the glider for probably half of my day, breastfeeding kieran and just staring into his sweet little face. I remember making his home made baby food and having so much trial and error to get it the right taste and texture. I remember cuddling with Kieran in bed and waking up to him squeezing my nose and giggling every morning. I remember him zooming around in his walker and getting air in his jumper. The first night he slept in his own room and his own bed... The first time he bathed in the big tub as opposed to his little baby tub... I remember when he just started smiling and cooing and laughing and mimicking all my sounds and I would sit there for hours on end just playing with him and making faces. I remember when he first learned to roll over and within a few days was practically rolling from room to room and giggling his little butt off. The first time he crawled, and we caught it on video... When he took his first steps... First said Mama and Dada.... Learning sign language and eating finger foods... Playing tee-ball and swimming in his pool in the back yard... Evenings on the back porch swing sharing popsicles... *sigh* I learned to be a mom here. But like a good friend told me today, I should think of it like that job you loved and made you who you are, but you had to give up to move on to bigger and better things. This is exactly like that. I feel like I not only got to know Kieran here, but I got to know myself as well. We have both taught each other so much in this house, but I know we have a lot left to learn.  I can't believe this is my last night in this house. I almost cried when I put Kieran to bed for the last time in our first house. I know I will cry when I lock the door behind me for the last time.

I will miss you, house!!!

<3

Honestly...

Regardless of everything life has thrown at me lately, I feel like I have more confidence in myself and the direction my life is going, than I ever have before. I feel great about my body, I feel great about my parenting skills, I feel great about school and work. Even at the end of bad days I am still able to hold my head high at the end of the day.

Kieran is growing to be quite the little genius. When he's ready to leave, like to go home from someone else's house, he walks to the door and waves, pointing at the door. And today his daycare teacher told me he likes to bring her things from around the room and make her tell him what it is, then he'll go get something else and hold it out for her to tell him the name of it. I love him so much! He doesn't speak much yet, but he is excellent at letting me know what he needs. He is such a smart, sweet little boy. I feel so lucky to have him. I love having a hand in his life. I know he is going to grow into such a great man, just like his daddy. I can only hope that Kieran will acheive this due to a happy, healthy upbringing in a household full of love, rather than out of misfortune and being dealt a bad hand more days than not. I can promise you, Kieran, that I will do everything in my power to make sure you grow up to be a happy, loving, respectful and caring person. It's amazing how a boy so small can have a heart and imagination so big. <3 <3 <3

I have a good life.

I have officially decided on the job that I WANT to do for the rest of my life. I want to be a lactation consultant. I totally had an epiphany and realized that this is the job I am MEANT to do! I'm even more excited for the fall semester now. Kieran is brilliant as usual, and I'm so excited to move this weekend and get settled into our new home. I'm not nearly ready though, still have lots to pack and get ready. But I'm so excited for this fresh start, and I can't wait to meet tons of new people this semester. I've been getting back into painting lately and it's been very theraputic. I used to do it all the time, and I haven't done it once since I had kieran. I definitely think it's time I get back into it.

My life is a good one. I'm one of the lucky ones.

Crazy momma

I've been practically crawling around the house tonight, my foot is in so much pain, even with my boot I can't walk hardly at all. And obviously crutches aren't an option with a toddler in tow. Kieran keeps looking at me like I'm crazy when I crawl to him to bring him his sippy cup. Haha. I love his little giggles. I taught him a new trick I cant wait to show YaYa and Grangie when they get back in town!


I'm nervous and excited to move. I will be sad to leave this place. Sooo many great memories here. Co-sleeping with Kieran and waking up to his sweet smiling face every single morning... Tommy and I seeing him crawl for the first time... The sound of his little feet pit-pattering on the wood floor... Playing tee-ball in the back yard... *sigh* Definitely good memories here. But I am ready to be in the new place at the same time. I know we will make plenty of new and equally amazing memories.

Ahhh...

I was just looking online at the activities for Welcome Week, and I thought, "It sucks I live so far away from campus or I could actually do some of this stuff.... Oh wait!!! I'm moving on campus!!! Yesssss!"

So excited!!!

This afternoon I took Kieran to the splash pad in Owasso, and he absolutely LOVED it. He was squealing with excitement the whole time, and running from one corner to the other with his hands in the air feeling the water fall on him. It was adorable! I got soaked chasing him around and playing, but I didn't mind =) His silly butt was giggling the whole way home too. So ridiculously adorable. We will definitely start going more often! Yesterday we went to Barnes & Noble and I got him a new book which he absolutely LOVES. He made me read it to him like, literally 20 times in a row tonight. lol He was exhausted and went to bed like 30 minutes before his bedtime, but he needed his rest for sure! It just does not matter how shitty my day is, or how bad of a mood I may be in, this little boy makes EVERYTHING worth it. I feel like I didn't cherish his baby-days enough, and I'm so glad I am able to love every single day of toddlerhood.


Love him so much!!!

Something to look forward to...

Not feeling so hot tonight so i thought I'd write something to cheer myself up.

I'm looking forward to:

the fall semester starting.
moving into my new apartment.
Kieran starting is new daycare
meeting new people this semester
kieran being 18 months old so we can start the Mommy-and-Me soccer club I found
My mommies being back in town. I miss them! :(
Taylor's birthday party.
MY 21st birthday.
Tommy's new location for phase 2
getting our tattoos
Fall.



Nope. Still not cheered up.

"DUCK!"

Today my dad and I took Kieran to the park to feed the ducks. He LOVED it. He refused to give up any of his bread to the ducks, but he was giggling his cute little butt off the whole time. He has been saying "duck" all afternoon. Love him!! He also said cracker today. He kept whining and pointing at the computer desk and I thought he just wanted to play with the computer, so I kept trying to distract him with other things. Well I picked him up and he points at the computer desk and said "TRATTER!!!" I was like OHH!! You want a cracker!! (there was a box of crackers on the computer desk lol)

My smart little boy. I put so much effort into trying to teach him new things, I just love it when something clicks. He's brilliant! In the bath tonight he proved it. We have been using a wash cloth as a tub stopper because the other one got thrown away accidentally. Well tonight he took the wash cloth out of the drain and replaced it with a plastic easter egg he has with his bath toys. He kept pointing it out to me like he was so proud of himself. It fit perfectly actually. lol I think we have a new tub stopper, a hot pink easter egg.

Kieran

I think Kieran is in need of some more one-on-one time. So today, with a little help, I came up with a list of things we can do to spend more time together. I feel bad because he's in daycare all day while I'm working or at school, then in the evenings I'm exhausted and he's grumpy, so our time together is stressful more often than not. Today we went to chick-fil-a and had some fruit cups and lemonade then played in the play place :) he LOVED it! He met a couple friends. It's so neat to see him interacting with other kids his age. I love it!

I think tomorrow we are going to go to the drillers game or maybe the splash pad in Owasso. I just feel like I have so much going on, and so much of my life is straight. Work is good. I'm always early, and usually stay late or run extra errands for my boss. My grades are perfect, and neither Kieran or myself are lacking sleep. It's just our relationship that I feel is getting the shaft of things. But that needs to change. My relationship with Kieran should come first. Always! I think I am going to start working it out so that his bedtime is a little later, so we can have more time just us, and try to GO do things more often. If anything is going to suffer her, I decided it needs to be my rest. So if I have to stay up a little later to get homework done, or to clean or do laundry, that's fine! That's what I'll do. Heck, maybe the dishes won't even get done some nights. But I'll still have my sweet boy.

Days like today

Make the shitty days worth it.


GREAT news today!! I have been on the waiting list to get into the Family Apartments at RSU for almost a year now, and I wasn't expected to get in until January, possibly even later. Well today I got the call!!! I got in!!! I get to move in August 7th!!! I am beyond excited. It was such perfect timing. This will be what's best for myself and my family right now, without a doubt! It definitely seems like things will be falling into place very soon. I will be right on campus, which has so many benefits. I can use the campus pool and gym any time I want, the on campus security, it is without a doubt a VERY safe environment, it will help me stay focused in school, there is an amazing daycare not even a mile away, there is a cute little pond RIGHT by my apartment with a path and lots of ducks and stuff. There is an entire nature reserve, and LOTS of grassy areas for Kieran. He will LOVE it!!! Not to mention there is a playground! I am sooo excited. I will probably meet lots of other parents who are also working and trying to go to school.

There is a daycare on campus, but I'm not particularly fond of it, plus you have to be at least 2 years old to attend. Well a friend of mine told me about an AMAZING daycare in Claremore, and it has one of the highest ratings in the entire state. PLUS, it costs LESS than where we are at now!!! I went and toured the place today and met Kieran's soon-to-be teachers, and the place was definitely beyond amazing. I walk in and go through automatic doors (if you have a child, you KNOW how hard it is to do something as simple as open a door with a squirming toddler in your arms, plus a package of diapers and a diaper bag) and after you use your finger print to get in to the 2nd door, the room is a very pretty yellow. They called this the Family Room, and there were big comfy couches everywhere. Plus a giant fort right in the middle of the room! The place was HUGE. So I go into the toddler room, and all the children are sitting in "big kid seats" around a circle table, eating peas, cantaloupe, and mini burritos. While the director was telling me the schedule they follow, etc., I was watching the teacher out of hte corner of my eye and she was doing sign language with the kids, and they were ALL doing it back. She told me they teach sign language as part of their curriculum for the toddler room, and continue to use it for every age level. The kitchen was so nice, and I got to meet the cook, who is actually a licensed dietitian and she told me that the children only eat fresh fruits and veggies with lean meat and whole grains. How amazing is that?! Healthy eating is one thing that will always be very important in my household, and it was so comforting to know that the daycare holds the same values. I go in to tour the 2's room, and the director explained to me how they begin teaching the children "self-help" skills in the toddler room, and by the time they get to the 2's room, they know their manners, serve themselves food, even pour their own milk into their cups!! I was so impressed by the sweet kids and how polite they were to me. There is a seperate playground for each age group, and in the toddler playground (which is being re-done at the moment) there is a tricycle track all the way around it! Plus all the awesome kiddie swings and stuff, with lots of room to run. It was definitely a place I not only feel comfortable putting my child, but I WANT my child at!! I am so excited about it, it was amazing.


PS: did i mention I got a scholarship for being the single mom w/ the highest GPA in school?! Go meee!!!

I'm sure I sound like a broken record.

But Kieran is a completely new kid these days. Of course he still has his sweet, ornery personality, but holy shit, where did this attitude come from?! Multiple times this afternoon/evening I was just at a loss for what to do for him. I think part of the problem is he isn't getting enough time with me. Things were great until my friend Sarah came over tonight. She's great with Kieran, and he loves her, but it was like the second all my attention wasn't on him he was literally SCREAMING, almost constantly. Tried to feed him, nope. Still screaming. Tried to play with him, nope. Still screaming. Tried giving him some juice and then some milk... Nope. You guessed it. Still screaming. And it wasn't even like an "in pain" screaming, it was just like a "HEY LOOK AT MEEEEE I CAN BE SOOO LOUUUD" screaming. I tried being stern with him and telling him in my mean mommy voice that we don't scream like that and he stopped for about a minute, but then of course picked it back up. Ugh! It was like that until he went to bed. I just don't know how to fix this. He is officially not allowed to go to the grocery store with me anymore, the last THREE times I've tried, he literally screams the whole time unless I'm holding him. And I don't know if you've tried holding 25 lbs on your hip and pushing a full grocery cart with one hand... but it is NOT easy. I've also noticed he is MUCH more dependent on his binky the last couple weeks. Once we get through the stress of this move, I'm gonna work on switching him to only having it at nap time and bed time, and after another few months hopefully he will be off it all together. I have the most amazing parenting book on how to deal with the new found attitudes of toddlers, but it seems like in the moment I never use the tricks the book talks about. *sigh* I hope this gets easier, or next semester is going to be REALLY long. I feel weird when I try out a new "parenting technique" for lack of a better term, when people are around.... But I never need to use anything new when it's just us because he doesn't act up! But I can't keep myself locked inside with him 24/7 unless I want to lose my mind. I need adult interaction at LEAST twice a week. I just feel like everyone is watching me and wondering how i'm gonna handle it, and I feel like I'm being judged when I fail at handling the situation. I feel less silly about it when I'm around people who aren't parents themselves, but it seems like those people are the ones who criticize me more. Which pisses me off to no end.

Hey, Tommy.... I know you'll read this, so if you have any suggestions... LET ME KNOW!!! lol

Packing

Why is it that the more stuff I pack, the more TRASHED my house looks?! There are bright orange storage tubs stacked up in every corner of the house, and trash bags full of clothes, blankets and random crap lining the walls. Kieran was really weirded out when he saw the bare walls in his bedroom. This move is going to be hard, this is where I learned to be a mom. But I know it's what we need to do right now. It will be best in the long run.

"It will be best in the long run"

I think I just realized that I repeat this phrase in my head almost every day. Ugh. Why can't something be best for right NOW?

I still have a little hope that I'll get in at the campus apartments BEFORE January. I'm excited to be there. That will be best for NOW and best for the future. I can't wait. Being on campus will be amazing. Gym and pool right around the corner. My classes will be much easier to manage being RIGHT there. I found an AMAZING daycare in claremore, too. I LOVE it. Going to talk about details with them next week! <3

When you get home....

I will kiss you every chance I get.
I will wake up early to make you breakfast.
We will go for walks in the evening after dinner.
I will say your name, and you will hear it.
I will spend my nights holding you, rather than just dreaming of you.
We will go to brunch as a family on Sunday mornings.
We will teach Kieran how to ride a bicycle.
You will teach him the correct way to hit a baseball.
And I will keep you both refreshed with cold lemonade and snacks.
We will chase down the ice cream man on Saturday afternoons.
We will get a sitter on occasional Friday nights, and drink wine in our underwear.
Or not in our underwear. ;)
We drink beer and watch Cubs games ALL season long.
I will get onto you when you yell at the TV and it scares Kieran.
But eventually, I'm sure he will start yelling at the Cubs too. =)
We will eat dinner like a normal family does, together, around the table.
We will read Kieran bed time stories together every single night.
We will take family camping trips to the lake.
We will come home to each other at the end of the day.
And I will make sure that you know how much I love you, every damn second I can.

Really? Come on kiddo... Work with me.

Throw mommy a freakin bone.

I'm working, going to school full time, and trying to learn how to parent you on my own. This is tough stuff, Bud! Every day you add something new to this equation. Today it was throwing huge temper tantrums in the middle of the grocery store. I could have gone to get groceries alone before I picked you up from daycare but I really missed you! Please be patient with me little man. I'm trying to learn how to be the best parent I can be! I love you with all my heart! We will learn how to do this together!

Hugs and kisses,
Momma.

Today I was a man.

One thing about Tommy being gone that I have fond to be difficult, is doing man things. For one thing, doing things that HE would normally be the one to do is just depressing in itself. Today I had to do all sorts of man things. I mowed the lawn today (which took me nearly 2 hours I might add, because it was SO thick and jungle-like). However, I have to say that I'm almost positive I got more honks than Tommy would have, had it been him mowing the lawn in cut off shorts. ;) After I got finished mowing, I tried to do the dishes... but of course, the disposal was jammed. So once again, I put on the man-pants and got a screw driver to twiddle the thing and sweet talk it into working. (Twiddling and sweet talk, now that's the way women wearing man-pants get things done!) Okay, so onto the next chore: Taking out the trash. And what would happen? Of course. The cheap-o Aldi brand trash bags split right down the middle. The trash, old food, and whatever other nasty shit my trash can holds, in a matter of seconds was now all over the livingroom floor. I just stood there and stared at my shit-covered floor for a good 5 minutes before I let go of the now-empty trash bag and cleaned up the mess. *sigh*

Tonight I need to do something very womanly. I need to get my ass back in the kitchen where I belong. ;)

Just kidding :) I'm thinking lounge around in my bra and panties and watch a romantic comedy while crying into a box of tissues. While painting my toe nails of course. Shit, I may even take a bubble bath!

love love

I've been having to use my dad's car for the last couple days, and Kieran's carseat wouldn't fit in it rear-facing, so I had to switch him to forward-facing while we were using his car. He would laugh so hard every time I would bang my head to the beat of the music, or look back at him and stick my tongue out. Needless to say, him facing forward was quite a distraction! His little giggle and toothy grin keep me going in the hardest of times. He is the most sturdy rock I've ever had, he keeps me going!

These days I've also become very thankful for my friends. I got to catch up with an old friend this weekend, and it was amazing to know that I still have a good friend in her even though we haven't seen each other for months. Those friendships are the best, the friendships where you can go months without seeing each other and when you do see each other again it's like you never skipped a beat. Shit, my best friend Sarah was gone for almost a year in China, and when she got back it was just like she never left. I can't wait for Tommy to get home so I can say that about our relationship as well, that it never skipped a beat, and is stronger than ever. He and I have been through our fair share of shit, to put it nicely. Our relationship is definitely different than most. We went through more in our first year as a couple than most go through in their first five. But I love him more than anyone, and he is such an amazing man. We have both grown so much together in the 2 years we've been together. If not for Tommy, I definitely wouldn't be the woman I am today, and to be honest with you, I really like the woman I have become. I can only hope that he would say the same about me. I'm guessing a lot of people have their doubts about us making it through this next year and a half, but honestly I really don't. We are great at making up. We are great at apologizing. And we are great at working things out. We deserve this relationship, we have worked so hard for it. I can only hope that in the end we get what we want out of it and can make this into what we both know it can be.

Okay, enough being mushy. My heart strings are being tugged. No crying tonight lol I have a friend over.

So thankful this day is ending.

Today SUCKED. "Sucked" is actually a nice word for the way today treated me. However, Tommy reacted perfectly to everything, and made my day a lot better than it would have been without him. It's crazy how a few simple, "I'm sorry baby... Everything will work out! I love you!"s can make my heart flutter even on the worst of days. I have to go to family dinner tonight, and after that I will be very thankful to be home for the night. I think I may go buy a bottle of wine this week, I would LOVE a glass right about now. It's this right here that makes bad days not sooo bad, that part at the end of the day when you are finally settled in at home relaxing. Kieran also made today nearly impossible for me to hate. He's just the sweetest thing on the planet!

As much as today sucked, I am soo grateful for my two men. (The big one, and the little one) ;)
Tommy and Kieran really make my life worth living. I hope I can find my way back to this outlook when future bad days come to surface. Which I know they will. As long as at the end of the day... I have my boys to love, and who love me in return... Yep. I've got a pretty damn good life.

Where did my baby go?

Ah! Kieran is a year old now. And it seems like he immediately became a toddler. In both good ways and bad. He has started throwing a tantrum when its time to leave (mostly because he doesnt want to get in his car seat)... and on the opposite end of the spectrum, he is SOO playful! If he picks up a piece of trash off the floor, I'll say, "Kieran no no... Bring that to momma..." And he will look at me and smirk then giggle and run the other direction. It is seriously the cutest thing I have ever seen. He's so sweet! He has such a huge personality. I just adore him to bits. He has been going to bed like a pro lately. Ever since he got used to not having his bottle, he has been sleeping THROUGH THE NIGHT... Finally!!! And not only that, he doesnt cry at ALL when I put him to bed anymore. For the last 6 or so months he would always cry for 5 minutes or so before he fell asleep. But now, he just rolls over, snuggles up with his blanket and smiles at me before he drifts off. How can one person be allowed to be so adorable?! This can't be right. Surely MY child is not the cutest, sweetest, and smartest child on the planet? How did I get so lucky?! Speaking of smartest... He has started signing so much better now! We have our own sign for cheerios, and for the last few days he has been signing perfectly for "more O's" as well as "all done" and "drink". He actually has been saying "drink" lately (with words, not signs). It's amazing that I can actually raise a healthy, happy, smart and loving person.


When Kieran was first born, I questioned myself about whether or not I was actually meant to be a mom, it was very difficult to make the adjustment into motherhood for me. But now I know, that I was meant to do this. I was meant to have this little boy. And he was meant to have me. <3

Little things

From every hardship comes at least one positive outcome. At least if you let it. I won't pretend to be any professional when it comes to handling deployments, but there is definitely a few key things I have learned from this experience so far.

1. The arguments will always be stupid. Something little will start an argument, and of course that's not really what you're fighting about at all. I'd say 90% of deployment disagreements come from missing each other. Someone is being too short. Or someone isn't being appreciated enough. Or one of us feels like we are more lonely than the other. Or one of us feels insecure. Obviously everything is easier said than done, but it would make the hard days so much easier if we could remember that we both just miss each other. That is what nearly all of our free time, energy and thoughts doing. Just missing one another. It's a difficult thing to come to terms with when the one person you are used to taking away your loneliness... is the reason you are lonely. And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it. You can't make the phone calls last longer, you can't make the distance any shorter, and you can't make the time pass any faster. All you can do is cram all the love you can possibly muster into every single conversation, email, letter, whatever. Love is love. Even if that love can only be expressed in words exchanged in rushed conversation.

2. It's the little things that will break you down. Like trying to put together the toys our son got for his birthday, and really wishing Daddy was here to help. And by help of course I mean do it himself while I sit and watch and keep his beer fresh. Or rolling over in the morning wanting to tell someone about your dream... and no one is there. Or having a horrible day, and knowing you have no one to talk to about it who would understand other than him... and you know his day was worse than yours. His week was worse than yours. His month was worse than yours. So you just keep your mouth shut and bottle it in. But on the opposite end of the spectrum, it's also the little things that will build you up. Hearing even an hint of happiness in his voice when we talk on the phone, or when he shows how much he genuinely appreciates everything I do. I love when I catch myself watching a show he hates, or wearing a shirt he dislikes, or drinking too much pop, or putting too much salt on my food, or wearing my bright red skinny jeans... and I think to myself, "he would make fun of me so bad for this..." Every time it makes me smile. Hind sight is 20/20. If only I knew a few months ago that I would be missing all of his "bad habits"... Like leaving his wet towel on the bed or the couch, then complaining how we have no clean towels. And leaving the belt on his pants when he puts them in the laundry basket. Oh what I would give to trip over some combat boots in the livingroom floor. *sigh*

3. Communication is key. When you think about it, communication is ALL we have to express our love, appreciation, and caring for each other. When something comes up that makes you feel insecure about the relationship... BRING IT UP! Yeah, it sucks to feel like you are making waves in an already unstable relationship (because what relationship wouldn't be unstable when you never see each other, and rarely speak, and suddenly have nothing in common in your daily lives other being incredibly lonely). If you don't bring it up, it won't be fixed. And seeing as how we think about each other 24/7, those negative feelings will only grow and fester into something much more nasty than it started out as.

4. Take time to feel it. I hate crying. I absolutely hate it. I started out this "journey" (that sounds like way too pleasant of a word) by changing the station every time a sad song came on, or a love song, or a song he liked in general. But sadness isn't the only thing I feel as a result of this deployment. Other than the obvious, like loneliness, frustration, stress, and sex deprived, I feel a lot of love. Time and space seem to heal a lot of things we didn't think could be healed. Let yourself feel how much you love him. Hiding ALL your emotions will make you a brick wall. It's hard enough being in a very long distance relationship with a human being, but being in a relationship with a brick wall would be much more difficult. It makes me feel good to take the time to listen to one of "our songs"... or force myself to ignore the thoughts about how much I miss him, and making a mental list of all the things I would give up to have him home again... It is hard, but it feels good to curl up in bed, in his t-shirt of course and put on Edge of Desire by John Mayer... and just lay there "with" him. I love you. I love you. God damn it, I love you! Let yourself feel like a kid in high school. Let yourself get butterflies. Let yourself feel more in love than you do lonely. At least a few times a day.

Little Fucker.

So there is a genius mouse living in my garage. (Or at least there was. Muahaha) For MONTHS now, I have been trying to catch the fucking thing, and it takes the bait off the trap and MOVES the trap. The first few times he moved it in front of the stairs leading into the garage, thankfully I was momentarily smarter than the rodent and stepped safely over the trap. (phew)
Usually when I come into the garage to do laundry, the mouse scurries away from the mess he makes with my trash, and hides until the next day. Well this past week the little fucker just stares me down! I would walk in (jerking the door loudly, as usual, hoping to scare him) and he would just stare at me with those little black mischievous eyes. Well my laundry had been sitting in the dryer for about a week because the mouse was not allowing me to enter "his domain", so I decided enough was enough and I wasn't going to put up with this mouse's shit anymore. So I called my dad and told him I had some "manly things" for him to come do at my house. He set a badass trap for the little fucker, including a plate of honey and a giant bucket. Well what do ya know, an hour later the mouse was caught in a pool of thick honey suffocating and freaking the fuck out. He woke me up last night flipping out trying to get out of the bucket. I'm 90% sure he was dead this morning, but I was too big of a chicken to go and look! I made my dad promise me the mouse wouldn't attack me out of anger at my actions against him, before I would go grab some clean panties out of the dryer. I stood at the door, staring at the bucket for a good 10 minutes before I sprinted to the dryer, grabbed a hand full of clothes (hoping some panties were in there) and sprinted back to the door and up the steps. So I'm not certain that the little fucker is dead, or even IN the bucket still. I wouldn't be surprised if he had gotten out without knocking over the bucket. Wouldn't be surprised at all.
Needless to say, I had horrifying dreams about mice. Little mice, big mice, beds full of mice... *shudders*

Fucking hate mice.
Little fucker better be dead when I get home, or his ass is getting bleached.


PS. Yes, there WERE clean panties in the hand full of laundry I recovered from the mouse's lair, or else I would be going commando today.

EDIT!!!

Went home today, and asked my brave lesbian mommies to take care of the mouse. Well Ha! There were TWO of them in there! Little fuckerSSS.

Missing my man...

Grades came in from last semester. 4.0!! I'm so excited! Nice to see that all my hard work paid off. One of my teachers sent me an e-mail and said that I was a "joy to have in class"... Sweet.

Taylor's hubby is coming home tomorrow for the weekend before he ships off to Afghanistan. I'm so happy for them! He is so excited to see baby Hayden. It will a tough day when he has to leave again so soon though. Then Tommy comes home memorial day weekend. I can't wait, I'm SO EXCITED!! It will be amazing to hold his hand again, even if it's only for a few days. Every second counts. It's crazy thinking about how long he will be gone for. One day at a time though. And I honestly feel like my heart grows for him every single day. When we finally get through this, I think my heart will be on the verge of combustion. It will be worth it in the end, to have my family back together, and an amazing man lying next to me every night. He will have such a great job after all this too, which is huge. A job he loves, makes a ton of dough, and he will be SO good at. 3 years from now we will all be settled in at home, our family complete once again. Tommy must be something special. I couldn't go through this for just anyone.

It's so exciting to have my body almost where I want it. I met my goal weight recently, and even though I didn't have TOO much to lose, I smile when I look in the mirror now. I love the way my stomach looks. I am definitely going to be buying a new bikini within the month :)

Me today.

My name is Catt, and I am the mother to an amazing little boy named Kieran. He is 10 months old and just started walking. Daddy, Tommy, is on a deployment, but we talk about him every day and I tell Kieran bedtime stories starring his hero. Every week, every day, sometimes even every hour is a struggle to play the part of a single, working, school-attending parent while still trying to maintain a long distance relationship. It's been tough but so far things are going as good as can be expected, and I feel closer and closer to Tommy every day even though we are so far apart. If we can make it through these next couple years, we can make it through anything!

I feel like a high school kid when I say this, but I have a "new best friend" now-a-days. Taylor is a girl I knew from High School that I just happened to cross paths with when she was pregnant with her daughter and Kieran was a few months old. Her husband was recently deployed as well, and she lives about a mile away from my house. The four of us (Me and Kieran, and Taylor and her daughter Hayden) make quite the little group. The kids amaze us every day, and we're doing our best to provide as much support and stability to them as possible even though their lives were so suddenly changed recently. Hayden has just started smiling and cooing, she's obsessed with her Mama. We are convinced she and Kieran will be married someday ;)

I guess part of the reason I decided to do this is for Tommy. He feels like he is missing out on what is going on at home, and I want him to feel as involved as possible. I feel like I'm falling in love with him all over again, I can't even imagine how I'll feel when I finally get to see him playing with Kieran again. It will be amazing!!!!