Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Jacob
I get a lot of being asked one of two things when his name is concerned.
Everyone thinks either
A) I named him after an ex boyfriend, Jacob Putnam
or
B) I named him for Jacob Black in the Twilight Saga
What I have to say once and for all: I don't name my Kids after ANYONE from the past century unless they are family. Elizabeth Audrey, and Abigail are all names that are based on Family names. Specifically MY family. My Mother and My Grandmothers.
A boy of ours may be named David or Charlie. It would be for David or My Father, Charles.
Jacob is named for Jacob from the Bible who is a direct ancestor of his.
IF this new baby is a girl, she will most likely be named for royalty from the 16th Century. Because there were some AMAZING women in Royalty then, and I LOVE the names. Any similarities to other people or even literary characters will be coincidental. And that is ALL.
Everyone thinks either
A) I named him after an ex boyfriend, Jacob Putnam
or
B) I named him for Jacob Black in the Twilight Saga
What I have to say once and for all: I don't name my Kids after ANYONE from the past century unless they are family. Elizabeth Audrey, and Abigail are all names that are based on Family names. Specifically MY family. My Mother and My Grandmothers.
A boy of ours may be named David or Charlie. It would be for David or My Father, Charles.
Jacob is named for Jacob from the Bible who is a direct ancestor of his.
IF this new baby is a girl, she will most likely be named for royalty from the 16th Century. Because there were some AMAZING women in Royalty then, and I LOVE the names. Any similarities to other people or even literary characters will be coincidental. And that is ALL.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Happy
Genuinely I AM! And I LOVE feeling satisfied and content.
I have so much to be grateful for. I have my wonderful family of almost 7 to enjoy.
It's a good day!
I have so much to be grateful for. I have my wonderful family of almost 7 to enjoy.
It's a good day!
Predictable
If the person I'm thinking of still reads this blog, then this is quite predictable to them, and I hesitated on posting it for THAT reason. But I've boasted that my Blog is independent of what any one else thinks, so post I will.
This weekend we went back to Salt Lake to take Kayla, Rachel and Dan's 10 year old home after she spent the night. We had the chance to interact with some old friends. One of which was once the person I was willing to give anything and everything that mattered up to be with 15 years or so ago. My family didn't want me with him. My Bishops warned against him. And I kept on desperately wanting to be with him. And if that meant giving up my values, so be it.
I once actually expected to be with him indefinitely.
We almost had a baby.
And then it just didn't work out. It was never going to. And I gawk at the person I was then. And the way I behaved.
I now am married to one of his friends from that time period. And I have 5 children that I worried would never be mine.
And spending an evening with this other person was eye opening to say the least.
I used to be unable to NOT have some form of contact with him. For 16 years, no matter what happened, he was still on my "contact list." Cutting him off completely was never an option. Until the Blog War of October. THEN I cut contact 100%. We interact "loosely" on a site that we are both a part of, but never directly.
And to go from that to spending an evening with him was overwhelming. And I just wanted to SCREAM when it was over.
He started out alright. And I was DETERMINED to prove that I wasn't one to be anything but gracious. His presence wasn't going to be a problem. Period.
And it wasn't until throughout the night he got progressively crankier. And I was happy to stay on the other side of the room.
And then I asked a simple question. Which I GUESS was an issue for him. He evaded and then accused me of making it into more than it was.... and THEN without missing a beat went at Elizabeth for crying over something "dumb." (Which I agree was not worth crying about, but STILL that's not HIS place, it's mine.) Now get nasty with ME all you want. But I PROMISE you don't want to turn on my child. PERIOD! I WILL bite you! ;-)
Needless to say, my whole attitude toward the situation changed at that moment. And it brought up a whole bunch of irritations that I had to work out of my system.
Point to be made. He is not the person I would want to be going through this life's journey and into eternity with.
I'll bet when I was 14, many people HOPED I'd come to that conclusion before it was too late, and I'll bet many of them were afraid I never would.
Thank HEAVEN I proved them wrong!
This weekend we went back to Salt Lake to take Kayla, Rachel and Dan's 10 year old home after she spent the night. We had the chance to interact with some old friends. One of which was once the person I was willing to give anything and everything that mattered up to be with 15 years or so ago. My family didn't want me with him. My Bishops warned against him. And I kept on desperately wanting to be with him. And if that meant giving up my values, so be it.
I once actually expected to be with him indefinitely.
We almost had a baby.
And then it just didn't work out. It was never going to. And I gawk at the person I was then. And the way I behaved.
I now am married to one of his friends from that time period. And I have 5 children that I worried would never be mine.
And spending an evening with this other person was eye opening to say the least.
I used to be unable to NOT have some form of contact with him. For 16 years, no matter what happened, he was still on my "contact list." Cutting him off completely was never an option. Until the Blog War of October. THEN I cut contact 100%. We interact "loosely" on a site that we are both a part of, but never directly.
And to go from that to spending an evening with him was overwhelming. And I just wanted to SCREAM when it was over.
He started out alright. And I was DETERMINED to prove that I wasn't one to be anything but gracious. His presence wasn't going to be a problem. Period.
And it wasn't until throughout the night he got progressively crankier. And I was happy to stay on the other side of the room.
And then I asked a simple question. Which I GUESS was an issue for him. He evaded and then accused me of making it into more than it was.... and THEN without missing a beat went at Elizabeth for crying over something "dumb." (Which I agree was not worth crying about, but STILL that's not HIS place, it's mine.) Now get nasty with ME all you want. But I PROMISE you don't want to turn on my child. PERIOD! I WILL bite you! ;-)
Needless to say, my whole attitude toward the situation changed at that moment. And it brought up a whole bunch of irritations that I had to work out of my system.
Point to be made. He is not the person I would want to be going through this life's journey and into eternity with.
I'll bet when I was 14, many people HOPED I'd come to that conclusion before it was too late, and I'll bet many of them were afraid I never would.
Thank HEAVEN I proved them wrong!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Potty Training
I take a lot of heat on my way of dealing with my Children's Diapers and Potty Training. WHY people are so invested in THIS particular point of my parenting, I will never understand. People, there are soooo many WAY more important things in YOUR life to worry about than how I change a diaper, or if I call my husband home from work (which again is BS) to do it, and how I potty train my children. You are WAY to bored if you have nothing better to do.
The facts are that my system works for us. Sorry that it's not working for you.... oh wait, who gives a F? It doesn't affect YOU one bit!!!!!!!!!!!
My Children and I don't need to cater to you. We don't need to make you happy or comfortable. We have it under control.
We are getting it done, and it's not causing us severe stress.
When I HAVE tried to cater to others ideas is when we get stressed out. Worrying about what other people think I should be doing is where we run into problems. SO, Abby will be potty trained when she is ready. And if I force her to potty train any sooner than that, we are going to have a recipe for guaranteed disaster. I would LIKE her to be potty trained before Oct. But the facts are, that she just might NOT be. And I would rather we took it slow than have undue stress over the poop on the carpet that didn't need to be there.
The facts are that my system works for us. Sorry that it's not working for you.... oh wait, who gives a F? It doesn't affect YOU one bit!!!!!!!!!!!
My Children and I don't need to cater to you. We don't need to make you happy or comfortable. We have it under control.
We are getting it done, and it's not causing us severe stress.
When I HAVE tried to cater to others ideas is when we get stressed out. Worrying about what other people think I should be doing is where we run into problems. SO, Abby will be potty trained when she is ready. And if I force her to potty train any sooner than that, we are going to have a recipe for guaranteed disaster. I would LIKE her to be potty trained before Oct. But the facts are, that she just might NOT be. And I would rather we took it slow than have undue stress over the poop on the carpet that didn't need to be there.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Grenade
Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live
Oh, take, take, take it all but you never give
Should've known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open, why were they open?
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue, beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said, hey, when you get back to where you're from
Mad women, bad women, that's just what you are, yeah
You'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you never do the same
No, no, no, no
Oh, take, take, take it all but you never give
Should've known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open, why were they open?
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue, beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said, hey, when you get back to where you're from
Mad women, bad women, that's just what you are, yeah
You'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you never do the same
No, no, no, no
3rd trimester
Yay! I'm a couple of weeks into my 3rd trimester. And I am truly happy to be pregnant. We went to Lagoon yesterday... well, technically it's Mon now, so on Sat. And I actually fared pretty well... minus Puff the Magic Dragon which was NOT a good idea to ride. I did really well at staying hydrated for once, which helped immensely!
I AM however EXHAUSTED today... well, yesterday and it will prolly take a few days to get it out of my system.
This baby is very active. I got a good 12 hours of almost non stop movement the other day which is new. Elizabeth was very docile, and I had to wait for her evening bought of hiccoughs to know everything was well.
Sciatica is a norm for me at this stage, which I DON'T care for. But all in all, not much to complain about.
We don't have a split level dwelling this time and are on the bottom floor. The 100% lack of stairs when at home is helping a TON! It makes it so much easier to stay active with the other 4.
I AM however EXHAUSTED today... well, yesterday and it will prolly take a few days to get it out of my system.
This baby is very active. I got a good 12 hours of almost non stop movement the other day which is new. Elizabeth was very docile, and I had to wait for her evening bought of hiccoughs to know everything was well.
Sciatica is a norm for me at this stage, which I DON'T care for. But all in all, not much to complain about.
We don't have a split level dwelling this time and are on the bottom floor. The 100% lack of stairs when at home is helping a TON! It makes it so much easier to stay active with the other 4.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Advice to my Girls.... and my Son too
You know those "Guys" (for my son, of course, I mean Girls ;-) you get along so well with. The ones who you can be yourself with because they're "Safe" because you're dating or have your eye on someone else
THOSE are the people you want to pay the most attention to. And ultimately THAT is where you should be looking for dances, and even marriage. They are the ones that matter.
THOSE are the people you want to pay the most attention to. And ultimately THAT is where you should be looking for dances, and even marriage. They are the ones that matter.
W E I R D Dreams
I was DEEP into my dreaming this morning. Elysia passed away and somehow, so did I. I somehow managed to come back to say my goodbyes, and went straight to the Lundgrens' where I said Goodbye to the Women, but non of the men, until a last minute awkward goodbye to David.
Then home to try to help with getting things ready for a party. And kept hearing about all of these things Ginger kept saying about me. And I just wanted her to stop talking about me.
THEN, apparently, the world has an idea of when I need to be up and coherent that does NOT match my ideas.
The end.
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Somehow, someone is now going to freak out and tell me I don't know what I'm talking about or how delusional I am, or to stop being a know it all after this post. Well, since it's a series of random weird dreams, back off.
Oh, and a side note on that, those of you who are reading my blog because you like to make snide comments, or bash me, find something else to do!
Then home to try to help with getting things ready for a party. And kept hearing about all of these things Ginger kept saying about me. And I just wanted her to stop talking about me.
THEN, apparently, the world has an idea of when I need to be up and coherent that does NOT match my ideas.
The end.
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Somehow, someone is now going to freak out and tell me I don't know what I'm talking about or how delusional I am, or to stop being a know it all after this post. Well, since it's a series of random weird dreams, back off.
Oh, and a side note on that, those of you who are reading my blog because you like to make snide comments, or bash me, find something else to do!
Monday, July 11, 2011
What is it?
I SWEAR I get more fights thrust upon me when I am pregnant than I ever do when I'm not! It's been that way since Elizabeth, 5 pregnancies ago.
People it seems are not only not MORE understanding when I am going through the process of growing another human being, they are actually LESS understanding than when I'm NOT.
It's like they are out to prove that I have nothing special going on in my life that is anything to handle with care.
And then they wonder why I'm such a Bitch!
BACK OF BITCH MAKERS!!!! I have more important things to do right now, like keep my emotions level, and grow a human being!
People it seems are not only not MORE understanding when I am going through the process of growing another human being, they are actually LESS understanding than when I'm NOT.
It's like they are out to prove that I have nothing special going on in my life that is anything to handle with care.
And then they wonder why I'm such a Bitch!
BACK OF BITCH MAKERS!!!! I have more important things to do right now, like keep my emotions level, and grow a human being!
Stop thinking you know enough about me to make a diagnosis
I was told today that I can't wrap my head around the concept of obsessive disorders. LMFBO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am OCD! Seriously!!!!!!! It is PTSD induced, and I struggle EVERY day to control it.
That along with my germophobic ways. Which I have been told are an act.
What are these people? Neurosurgeons? Do they have a degree in clinical psychology that NO one knows about.
SO let me make this clear because I have had enough of NON medical or Psychology personnel diagnosing me. I suffer from clinical OCD as a result of PTSD. I am also AMAZINGLY Germophobic. Also as a result of PTSD. I HAVE a choice in how much I allow it to control my life. I work EVERY day to keep it balanced and reasonably in control. This does NOT mean it doesn't exist!!!!!!
That along with my germophobic ways. Which I have been told are an act.
What are these people? Neurosurgeons? Do they have a degree in clinical psychology that NO one knows about.
SO let me make this clear because I have had enough of NON medical or Psychology personnel diagnosing me. I suffer from clinical OCD as a result of PTSD. I am also AMAZINGLY Germophobic. Also as a result of PTSD. I HAVE a choice in how much I allow it to control my life. I work EVERY day to keep it balanced and reasonably in control. This does NOT mean it doesn't exist!!!!!!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
HATE admitting it!
I hate to admit it. I really don't like the person she turned out to be. I do however miss Ginger sometimes.
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