Well, this is the week! We find out this week if Duane gets into UT Southwestern's PA (Physician Assistant) school. It has been a long 4 months, but through lots of prayer, I know if this door is meant to open.. it will!
The last few months have been a roller coaster for me. Ever since Duane's interview in September we have been patiently waiting to get a phone call, email, letter... just something!! We knew they would accept a couple of students right after the interview, some would get rejections, and the rest... well... they would have to wait until January. Duane was one of the lucky ones who got to wait until January. For the first month after the interview he checked the mail religiously... praying there wouldn't be a rejection letter. I knew he was nervous... Heck, I was even more so! It never came, so we continued to hope.
I thought January would take forever to get here. Once January 1st hit, I felt the nerves and anxiousness start creeping on me. I would find myself laying in bed at night thinking "It's January... Duane finds out this month..." From there I would begin to think of all the possibilities- What if he gets in? Will we sale the house? Do I live with my parents? Will we get him an apartment? Do we rent out the house? Will I ever see him? What if he meets some hot girl PA student and forgets us? The list went on and my anxiousness got worse... However, every night at the end of my anxious thoughts, I found myself in prayer. One night while I was driving home from grocery shopping I was praying about PA school and that if this is the right door, God would open it. Anxiousness started setting in again, and God spoke to me and said, "I've already given you a peace about this, quit trying to have control. It's all going to work out!" I smiled and continually remind myself on a daily basis of this.
God gave me a peace months ago after Duane interviewed. Why do I constantly want to disregard that peace, worry and try to find some sort of control in the situation? Faith allows me to hand it over to God because He's in control... not me. 1 Peter 5:7 "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you."
Duane applied to four different PA schools last April- Galveston, San Antonio, UNT in Fort Worth, and UT Southwestern in Dallas. He got two rejections from Galveston & San Antonio, and the interview to UT Southwestern. I questioned him a couple of weeks ago about UNT and if he had heard anything. I found it odd that he hadn't received a letter, phone call, rejection... nothing. He casually stated that he thought he might be in their last interview group. Sure enough- UNT called him last week and offered him an interview for the 25th of this month. I'm not quiet sure what relief this gave him, but for me... it was huge. I was thankful to not have to hinge everything on UT Southwestern... he has another chance if for some reason Southwestern doesn't work out. I find myself secretly hoping both will offer him spots and he will choose UNT... even thought I know Southwestern is a better PA school. UNT is closer, and I find so much comfort in that. However, Southwestern starts sooner and finishes quicker... so I find some comfort in that as well.
Even as I sit here typing this, I find myself getting anxious and trying to plan these next few years. When in reality- who knows what the future holds for us? All I can do is turn it over, pray for direction, peace, and obedience to how HE wants to use us.. I know God's got this!
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Starting New...
Wow it's been a long time since I've blogged... I've thought about it occasionally, but let's face it- with two kids under 5, a full time job, a husband who has been taking pre-req classes for the last two years and works full time... life has been a little busy! Amazing... but busy!
To update: Duane and I just celebrated our 7 year anniversary and love each other more now than we did on our wedding day! He's my rock, my constant, my lover and my best friend- He's amazing! He gets me and I him...
Our two boys, Makson & Kaden are now 4 1/2 and 2 1/2. Mak will turn 5 this coming December and Kaden will turn 3 this coming November. Where in the world does the time go? It just doesn't seem possible that they are this big so soon... I looked at Kaden the other day and had to swipe away a little tear because I realized he's not a baby anymore. He's a little boy who runs around in nothing but his Spiderman underwear and tries to destroy everything, while all at the same time batting his little eyes and smiling with his big ole teeth right at me! I love that kid!
Makson is starting pre-k this year... seriously... pre-k. Wasn't I just pregnant with him waiting patiently at 2 o'clock in the morning for the little man to get here? And now here he is getting ready to start the beginning of his school career. He's loving, inquisitive, challenging, funny, and will go toe to toe with me regardless of what it may be about. He will be push me and challenge me, but I love it because in the end I know he will make me a better mother and person! I Love him!
Well, I recently took a high school counseling position at my old stomping grounds, in Boyd, America. I've always thought I might eventually end up back there because I loved my experience there while growing up. I didn't think my return would be this soon, but when God flings a door wide open you can't ignore it. So... I didn't and walked straight through. I have been working at the high school for approximately a month. I'm loving it and hating it all at the same time! I have worked longer hours (well into multiple nights) to get things completed. I can't help it- If there's something that needs to be done, I will get it done... even if it means pulling an all-nighter! I get that amazing trait from my mom! I took a longer contract, so my summers are now shorter, but I have to say I am looking forward to the great things God has in store for me there. I'm loving the new challenges that I am and will be facing working in a high school, but the thing I'm loving the most is being back in a small town and around small-town people! You can't beat small town community... the friendliness is contagious and makes my heart happy! I'm glad to be back!
Another great change we are looking forward to and the main reason I really decided to start blogging again, is because my husband is in the process of pursuing PA (Physician Assistant) school. He has worked his butt off for the last two years to take pre-req classes, so he could have the opportunity to apply to PA school. He has finally completed those classes (as of this week) and is one step closer in achieving his dream. He has always been passionate about medicine... He actually started off being pre-med, then began having too much fun in college and changed his mind! He's currently an athletic trainer, but for the last several years has always felt he was not using his gifts and talents to their full potential. I encouraged him to do whatever he needed to find happiness in his career and do what he felt God had intended for him to do. After much conversation and prayer, he felt PA school was the way to go. He applied to four different schools last year, a couple on waivers, and didn't get an interview to any. I'm not going to lie... a small part of me wanted to say, welp- didn't get in, guess you have to keep doing what you're doing, making money, and we can keep living our simple, happy lives! You have to understand.... if he gets in, it's full time. Our income will become half of what it is now... So, yes- a small part of me was a little relieved; however, I could see the disappointment in his face and knew he needed to continue to pursue this... so I decided to keep pursuing with him. It's his dream- how can you squash someone's dream when they feel it is God's calling on their life? Maybe you- but not me. I would never want my husband in 20 years to have regrets and know that one of them was because of me.
Anyway... he applied again this year. He applied to Dallas Southwestern (the best PA school in the state), UNT in Fort Worth, Galveston and San Antonio. He was just hoping and praying for at least an interview (FYI- there are 600-700 applicants to Dallas Southwestern, 100 get interviews and only 40 get in!) His apps went out at the beginning of June and that's when the waiting began... I took the job in Boyd late June, knowing there was a possibililty that he might only get intereviews in Galveston and San Antonio, but I trutly believed that if God opened that door for me like he did, he was going to open one up for my husband. We had faith that was going to happen. Well, we serve a good God, because that's exactly what happened! This past week Duane walked into the house and stated, "I got an interview!" I was caught off guard, in the middle of cooking dinner, and was like what? where? He told me at Dallas Southwestern and I have to admit I kinda lost it... Tears of joy, excitement and pride for my husband began to fall. I know it's just an interview and it's just the beginning... but this is HUGE! God is opening this door for my husband and our family and I believe it is for reason! We are praying and believing that this opportunity for him to pursue his dream at the best PA school in the state is going to happen. It's a huge leap of faith to trust God through this whole process... but I believe even through the possible stress, craziness, lonliness, poorness, it's going to be an amazing journey! I'll keep everyone posted, because I have a feeling it's going to be quiet a ride!
T
To update: Duane and I just celebrated our 7 year anniversary and love each other more now than we did on our wedding day! He's my rock, my constant, my lover and my best friend- He's amazing! He gets me and I him...
Our two boys, Makson & Kaden are now 4 1/2 and 2 1/2. Mak will turn 5 this coming December and Kaden will turn 3 this coming November. Where in the world does the time go? It just doesn't seem possible that they are this big so soon... I looked at Kaden the other day and had to swipe away a little tear because I realized he's not a baby anymore. He's a little boy who runs around in nothing but his Spiderman underwear and tries to destroy everything, while all at the same time batting his little eyes and smiling with his big ole teeth right at me! I love that kid!
Makson is starting pre-k this year... seriously... pre-k. Wasn't I just pregnant with him waiting patiently at 2 o'clock in the morning for the little man to get here? And now here he is getting ready to start the beginning of his school career. He's loving, inquisitive, challenging, funny, and will go toe to toe with me regardless of what it may be about. He will be push me and challenge me, but I love it because in the end I know he will make me a better mother and person! I Love him!
Well, I recently took a high school counseling position at my old stomping grounds, in Boyd, America. I've always thought I might eventually end up back there because I loved my experience there while growing up. I didn't think my return would be this soon, but when God flings a door wide open you can't ignore it. So... I didn't and walked straight through. I have been working at the high school for approximately a month. I'm loving it and hating it all at the same time! I have worked longer hours (well into multiple nights) to get things completed. I can't help it- If there's something that needs to be done, I will get it done... even if it means pulling an all-nighter! I get that amazing trait from my mom! I took a longer contract, so my summers are now shorter, but I have to say I am looking forward to the great things God has in store for me there. I'm loving the new challenges that I am and will be facing working in a high school, but the thing I'm loving the most is being back in a small town and around small-town people! You can't beat small town community... the friendliness is contagious and makes my heart happy! I'm glad to be back!
Another great change we are looking forward to and the main reason I really decided to start blogging again, is because my husband is in the process of pursuing PA (Physician Assistant) school. He has worked his butt off for the last two years to take pre-req classes, so he could have the opportunity to apply to PA school. He has finally completed those classes (as of this week) and is one step closer in achieving his dream. He has always been passionate about medicine... He actually started off being pre-med, then began having too much fun in college and changed his mind! He's currently an athletic trainer, but for the last several years has always felt he was not using his gifts and talents to their full potential. I encouraged him to do whatever he needed to find happiness in his career and do what he felt God had intended for him to do. After much conversation and prayer, he felt PA school was the way to go. He applied to four different schools last year, a couple on waivers, and didn't get an interview to any. I'm not going to lie... a small part of me wanted to say, welp- didn't get in, guess you have to keep doing what you're doing, making money, and we can keep living our simple, happy lives! You have to understand.... if he gets in, it's full time. Our income will become half of what it is now... So, yes- a small part of me was a little relieved; however, I could see the disappointment in his face and knew he needed to continue to pursue this... so I decided to keep pursuing with him. It's his dream- how can you squash someone's dream when they feel it is God's calling on their life? Maybe you- but not me. I would never want my husband in 20 years to have regrets and know that one of them was because of me.
Anyway... he applied again this year. He applied to Dallas Southwestern (the best PA school in the state), UNT in Fort Worth, Galveston and San Antonio. He was just hoping and praying for at least an interview (FYI- there are 600-700 applicants to Dallas Southwestern, 100 get interviews and only 40 get in!) His apps went out at the beginning of June and that's when the waiting began... I took the job in Boyd late June, knowing there was a possibililty that he might only get intereviews in Galveston and San Antonio, but I trutly believed that if God opened that door for me like he did, he was going to open one up for my husband. We had faith that was going to happen. Well, we serve a good God, because that's exactly what happened! This past week Duane walked into the house and stated, "I got an interview!" I was caught off guard, in the middle of cooking dinner, and was like what? where? He told me at Dallas Southwestern and I have to admit I kinda lost it... Tears of joy, excitement and pride for my husband began to fall. I know it's just an interview and it's just the beginning... but this is HUGE! God is opening this door for my husband and our family and I believe it is for reason! We are praying and believing that this opportunity for him to pursue his dream at the best PA school in the state is going to happen. It's a huge leap of faith to trust God through this whole process... but I believe even through the possible stress, craziness, lonliness, poorness, it's going to be an amazing journey! I'll keep everyone posted, because I have a feeling it's going to be quiet a ride!
T
Saturday, November 27, 2010
A day with the boys
So... Duane had a football game today... and when I say a football game please don't get confused that he was gone for like 4 hours. No- rather he left at 7:30 this morning, and is still not home. Needless to say the boys and I got some good bonding time today :)
Started out with Makson coming to my room around 7:45 and jumping in bed with me (remember, Duane was already gone). Of course he wanted to watch TV, so I turned on the typical Nick Jr. and rolled over hoping to get some more sleep... what was I thinking??? I was still so exhausted from my 3 hr night of sleep the night before (because I had the great idea of going Black Friday shopping at 3:30 am with the sister), I really just wanted to sleep a little bit longer. I dozed off, 10 minutes later Mak yelled he needed to potty. I told him just to go, but he insisted I turn on the light.. I can't imagine why he would find it difficult to pee in the dark?? So, up I went and turned on the light... I got back in bed, and actually managed to doze off for maybe 15 more minutes when he exclaimed he needed juice and a bar... of course, it's morning, he hasn't eaten in 12 hrs- he's hungry. Up I went again. I still was adamant that I was going to get a few more minutes of sleep, so back to bed I went hoping Kaden wouldn't suddenly wake up. As I was shutting my tired, little eyes, I realized- I gotta take Tobee to the groomers! So... up I got again! I rushed to get ready (it was about 8:30ish, and Tobee's appointment was at 9, 15 minutes away...), then got the bright idea to take the dog to the groomers and run a few errands, while also getting both boy's hair cut...crazy- I know!
I was putting my bra on when getting ready, while of course in complete privacy- hahaha!!! Yeah right- when you have children, I don't think privacy exist anymore. It all goes away as soon as you go into labor. Anyway... I was putting my bra on and Mak exclaims, "I need one of those!" I corrected him and explained that only girls where bras. He didn't like my answer, and continued with, "Yes, I need one. I need a boy one with pictures on it. Like one with Batman!" I had to laugh.. The only thing I can think of is that he wears "boy underwear" with pictures on it like Batman to hold up the boy goods... and he sees a bra as holding up the girl goods... so he must need one of those, too. I don't know... I mean I wear underwear, too... so maybe he just sees it as a duo thing. Anyhow... I managed to get dressed, both boys dressed, get our crap together and out the door by 8:50. Of course I was late to the groomers, and forgot both pairs of shoes I wanted to take back, but we were out the door in one piece.
We dropped Tobee off at the groomers, drove back home to get the shoes I needed to take back, then proceeded to Southlake to get the boys hair cut! Mak of course had to have his cut so he would look like a shark- we were successful in that! Kaden was getting his first major haircut, so I was a little worried at how he'd do. He did phenomenal! Never even shed a tear~ Once I spent a small fortune on their haircuts, I had the wonderful idea of going to Old Navy and maybe get a few Christmas presents. I mean I had the stroller, the boys were in good moods.. it couldn't be that bad.... hahaha! Mak wanted every freaking thing in Old Navy! I mean really- when did Old Navy start selling toys??? He pleaded and explained why he needed every single one. Of course I'm all about bribery, so I told him if he would be really good in the store, I would get him one toy! It worked- he was good, and got one toy. Of course he forgot about the toy he got before we even got back to the car, so it has now become a Christmas present! :)
Next stop- DSW. I had to take some boots back, and thought I could run in with Kaden on my hip, and Makson could hold my hand.. I wouldn't need the stroller. I think due to lack of sleep in the last couple days, I was slightly deranged today. Anyway.. I managed to get into DSW, exchange the shoes, with Makson only pulling down two pairs of shoes, 1 pair of socks, hiding behind a rack of belts, and 2 threats of "You better stop and behave or I will take you to the car and bust your tail, do you understand me? Say yes ma'am!" Kaden of course was a little angel on my hip and only caused a small ruckus when he threw his pacifier on the floor- which I presumed to pick up, stick in my mouth to clean off, and give it back to him- I know, I'm gross.
I had pondered the idea of going to NordstromTobee! We get there, and I leave both boys in the car. I mean the grooming place is this little place in the country, there are a million windows I can see out of to see the car, and the car is only 15 feet away; yet, the whole time I was constantly worried that someone was going to see my kids in their alone and call CPS on me! And of course I had a tiny, little bit of worry that someone might take them; however, I really feared the call to CPS. So, the whole 10 minutes I'm waiting to get Tobes and pay, I'm looking out the window every 5 seconds to see if anyone is looking in my car and making a phone call. I get Tobee, and the lady proceeds to tell me my dog has worms. I was like, awesome! What do I do? So.... we get in the car and head to Wal-Mart bc no vet is going to be open, and I'm sure I need to get my dog some medicine or something.
I load the boys in the basket and into Wal-Mart we go! Of course first thing Mak sees is all the Christmas decor! Long story short we ended up with 4 candy canes, 2 stick in the ground things that say, "Santa, Stop!", and a package of lights for the bushes. He was adamant about decorating today! He was also adamant that I buy him a crocodile decoration thing that went in a fish tank, but that argument didn't get too far. I finally got the dewormer medicine... the only thing I went to Wal-Mart for, and proceeded to checkout. Kaden insisted on holding the dewormer medicine, and tried to throw a fit when I took it away to buy it, but I managed to distract him with food after the keys didn't work and he threw them on the floor! Out of Wal-Mart we finally went, and home to attempt to start decorating!
We get home and of course the first thing we had to do was get the candy canes up and running. The boys were having a great time playing in the dirt, and with the rocks and leaves, I actually managed to get some decorating done. They were perfectly content for about the first 30 minutes, then they both REALLY wanted to help mommy. Mak was pulling lights out of the basket dragging them around, and Kaden was trying to eat the rocks while also attempting to help with the lights. Once Mak tried to plug an extension cord in, out of fear of him electrocuting himself, I finally explained in a firm way... which got through to him that this was a mommy job and he could not help with the lights. While streaming the lights around the bushes, and with both boys nicely watching, I began to smell cat crap. Of course- I stepped in cat crap somewhere among my flowerbed. Cat crap is like the worst smell in the world. I was gagging and yelling at the boys to stay away, in fear they would get in it, while also yelling at Tobee to go lay down so he wouldn't eat it. It was greatness. Mak exclaimed he was freezing, so with that and myself smelling like cat crap, we called it a day and went in.
To top off the day, we had chili dogs, cookies, took baths and watched movies! It was a crazy day, but was so much fun! Even when Mak was pulling socks of the racks in DSW and proclaiming that his daddy, "really needs these snowman socks," I remembered to cherish every moment. Watching them play, wrestle, fight, giggle, scream, and Mak fixing K's hair so it looked just like his shark hair, was all such a blessing. Taking the boys out and about can really be a chore, but today, it wasn't a chore... it was fun day with my boys that I'll cherish!!
Started out with Makson coming to my room around 7:45 and jumping in bed with me (remember, Duane was already gone). Of course he wanted to watch TV, so I turned on the typical Nick Jr. and rolled over hoping to get some more sleep... what was I thinking??? I was still so exhausted from my 3 hr night of sleep the night before (because I had the great idea of going Black Friday shopping at 3:30 am with the sister), I really just wanted to sleep a little bit longer. I dozed off, 10 minutes later Mak yelled he needed to potty. I told him just to go, but he insisted I turn on the light.. I can't imagine why he would find it difficult to pee in the dark?? So, up I went and turned on the light... I got back in bed, and actually managed to doze off for maybe 15 more minutes when he exclaimed he needed juice and a bar... of course, it's morning, he hasn't eaten in 12 hrs- he's hungry. Up I went again. I still was adamant that I was going to get a few more minutes of sleep, so back to bed I went hoping Kaden wouldn't suddenly wake up. As I was shutting my tired, little eyes, I realized- I gotta take Tobee to the groomers! So... up I got again! I rushed to get ready (it was about 8:30ish, and Tobee's appointment was at 9, 15 minutes away...), then got the bright idea to take the dog to the groomers and run a few errands, while also getting both boy's hair cut...crazy- I know!
I was putting my bra on when getting ready, while of course in complete privacy- hahaha!!! Yeah right- when you have children, I don't think privacy exist anymore. It all goes away as soon as you go into labor. Anyway... I was putting my bra on and Mak exclaims, "I need one of those!" I corrected him and explained that only girls where bras. He didn't like my answer, and continued with, "Yes, I need one. I need a boy one with pictures on it. Like one with Batman!" I had to laugh.. The only thing I can think of is that he wears "boy underwear" with pictures on it like Batman to hold up the boy goods... and he sees a bra as holding up the girl goods... so he must need one of those, too. I don't know... I mean I wear underwear, too... so maybe he just sees it as a duo thing. Anyhow... I managed to get dressed, both boys dressed, get our crap together and out the door by 8:50. Of course I was late to the groomers, and forgot both pairs of shoes I wanted to take back, but we were out the door in one piece.
We dropped Tobee off at the groomers, drove back home to get the shoes I needed to take back, then proceeded to Southlake to get the boys hair cut! Mak of course had to have his cut so he would look like a shark- we were successful in that! Kaden was getting his first major haircut, so I was a little worried at how he'd do. He did phenomenal! Never even shed a tear~ Once I spent a small fortune on their haircuts, I had the wonderful idea of going to Old Navy and maybe get a few Christmas presents. I mean I had the stroller, the boys were in good moods.. it couldn't be that bad.... hahaha! Mak wanted every freaking thing in Old Navy! I mean really- when did Old Navy start selling toys??? He pleaded and explained why he needed every single one. Of course I'm all about bribery, so I told him if he would be really good in the store, I would get him one toy! It worked- he was good, and got one toy. Of course he forgot about the toy he got before we even got back to the car, so it has now become a Christmas present! :)
Next stop- DSW. I had to take some boots back, and thought I could run in with Kaden on my hip, and Makson could hold my hand.. I wouldn't need the stroller. I think due to lack of sleep in the last couple days, I was slightly deranged today. Anyway.. I managed to get into DSW, exchange the shoes, with Makson only pulling down two pairs of shoes, 1 pair of socks, hiding behind a rack of belts, and 2 threats of "You better stop and behave or I will take you to the car and bust your tail, do you understand me? Say yes ma'am!" Kaden of course was a little angel on my hip and only caused a small ruckus when he threw his pacifier on the floor- which I presumed to pick up, stick in my mouth to clean off, and give it back to him- I know, I'm gross.
I had pondered the idea of going to NordstromTobee! We get there, and I leave both boys in the car. I mean the grooming place is this little place in the country, there are a million windows I can see out of to see the car, and the car is only 15 feet away; yet, the whole time I was constantly worried that someone was going to see my kids in their alone and call CPS on me! And of course I had a tiny, little bit of worry that someone might take them; however, I really feared the call to CPS. So, the whole 10 minutes I'm waiting to get Tobes and pay, I'm looking out the window every 5 seconds to see if anyone is looking in my car and making a phone call. I get Tobee, and the lady proceeds to tell me my dog has worms. I was like, awesome! What do I do? So.... we get in the car and head to Wal-Mart bc no vet is going to be open, and I'm sure I need to get my dog some medicine or something.
I load the boys in the basket and into Wal-Mart we go! Of course first thing Mak sees is all the Christmas decor! Long story short we ended up with 4 candy canes, 2 stick in the ground things that say, "Santa, Stop!", and a package of lights for the bushes. He was adamant about decorating today! He was also adamant that I buy him a crocodile decoration thing that went in a fish tank, but that argument didn't get too far. I finally got the dewormer medicine... the only thing I went to Wal-Mart for, and proceeded to checkout. Kaden insisted on holding the dewormer medicine, and tried to throw a fit when I took it away to buy it, but I managed to distract him with food after the keys didn't work and he threw them on the floor! Out of Wal-Mart we finally went, and home to attempt to start decorating!
We get home and of course the first thing we had to do was get the candy canes up and running. The boys were having a great time playing in the dirt, and with the rocks and leaves, I actually managed to get some decorating done. They were perfectly content for about the first 30 minutes, then they both REALLY wanted to help mommy. Mak was pulling lights out of the basket dragging them around, and Kaden was trying to eat the rocks while also attempting to help with the lights. Once Mak tried to plug an extension cord in, out of fear of him electrocuting himself, I finally explained in a firm way... which got through to him that this was a mommy job and he could not help with the lights. While streaming the lights around the bushes, and with both boys nicely watching, I began to smell cat crap. Of course- I stepped in cat crap somewhere among my flowerbed. Cat crap is like the worst smell in the world. I was gagging and yelling at the boys to stay away, in fear they would get in it, while also yelling at Tobee to go lay down so he wouldn't eat it. It was greatness. Mak exclaimed he was freezing, so with that and myself smelling like cat crap, we called it a day and went in.
To top off the day, we had chili dogs, cookies, took baths and watched movies! It was a crazy day, but was so much fun! Even when Mak was pulling socks of the racks in DSW and proclaiming that his daddy, "really needs these snowman socks," I remembered to cherish every moment. Watching them play, wrestle, fight, giggle, scream, and Mak fixing K's hair so it looked just like his shark hair, was all such a blessing. Taking the boys out and about can really be a chore, but today, it wasn't a chore... it was fun day with my boys that I'll cherish!!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Introduction, Recent Pic, 15 Interesting Facts
I don't even know where to start... the fact that I'm writing this blog on very little sleep frightens me a bit... I seem to be a tad delirious. But.. whatever- my friend invited me to do this 30 day blogger challenge, so here we go~ :)
A little bit about myself....
My name is Tara.. use to be Parker. I loved my last name. It was a bittersweet thing when I got married and took on my husband's last name as Allred. I am proud to be an Allred, but the last name Parker has such a tie to so many wonderful things for me. I guess down deep I will always be a Parker and just consider it a blessing I got an amazing husband that shared his last name with me :) I am 26 years old, and will turn 27 this next February. I just finished my masters degree in counseling and development last May, and am currently a school counselor. I LOVE my job and the opportunity I have to influence so many people on a daily basis! I work at a middle school, which I'm not sure are good times for anyone- in hopes that during student's most impressionable times, I am making a positive difference! I have amazing parents and sisters whom I would do anything for~ I would not be half the person I am today without their constant love, support and guidance- they are absolutely amazing people! If you don't know them, you're missing out on some wonderfulness!!
I have an incredible husband, Duane, whom I have been married to for 5 1/2 years now. We began dating in March of 2003.. if you ask others they will give you an earlier date; however, technically- March of 2003. We got engaged a year and a half later, and were married on July 16th, 2005. He's my best friend who loves me and knows me better than anyone else in this world! I'm thankful for an amazing man~ :)
On December 21, 2007 we welcomed our first son- Makson Dace into the world, and on November 15, 2009 we welcomed little Kaden Wayne (or who Mak calls K-dub). They both are incredible blessings that I adore, that like to run me ragged and at times make me think I'm going crazy!! Makson tends to have a personality most like me, so needless to say he and I go round and round pretty much every day! Duane tells me, "just whip him, don't let him go round and round with you..." Of course I spank his little butt... usually multiple times a day, but my husband doesn't quiet understand the bond between a mommy and her son. I can whip him, and get onto him like nobody's business; but some times when he grins at me, gives me a hug and says "sorry, Mommy...I love you..." that's all it takes. I'll go round and round, and tear my hair out, and even sometimes scream...it's all worth it to get a hug from my baby and hear those sweet little words! He's definitely my hard-headed one, and will fight you to the end... I can wait to see how he uses that in life- Since I was pregnant with Mak, people have told me he is "special, and God is going to use him." I think God has amazing plans for my little boy!
Kaden- my one year old, I will admit... is my baby. At this point, I'm not sure he can do wrong. Now that I have two, I totally get why people are the way they are with the "babies" of the family. I don't know if it's the thought that they could possibly be your last, so you have to cherish every stinkin' thing because you might not get to experience it again... of if it's just the fact that Kaden is so amazingly sweet, and cute, and I'm just blinded by everything else. Regardless, he let's me cuddle and kiss him whenever I want, and makes me feel like the most important person in the world! He is beginning to really develop his own little personality, and become his own little person. He has some strong-willed tendencies like his brother, and tends to want his way now and then... just not to the extreme like his brother!
God has given my husband and I this incredible opportunity to raise two boys- what a privilege. Watching Kaden and Makson interact is an amazing experience~ To see their love and that brotherly connection develop- there's nothing like it!
Here are 15 interesting (maybe) facts:
- I've always wanted to be able to sing well... and at times, thought I could! :) Rockin' it out at church camp!! ha!
- Forever wanted to have different skin- I don't think many people long to have lots of freckles!
- I have a desire to travel the country speaking to youth, and hopefully making a positive difference
- Going to Mexico on a mission trip when I was in high school was an amazingly, humbling experience.
- I would like to one day get my doctorates.
- I secretly love to dance.... but only by myself, or two-step with my boys
- I sing loudly in the car sometimes and pretend I sound really good!
- I also, Holly, would love a boob job! Babies do a number on the girls!
- I despise folding, hanging and putting up laundry.
- I would like to go back to cosmetology school just to learn how to cut hair right!
- I'm realizing while making this list... I'm not that interesting.
- I really don't want a girl... and would be completely satisfied with all boys. This might have something to do with the fact that I'm around teenage girls 5 days a week!
- Some of the best times I've had were on the basketball team in high school- Our team my jr yr was pretty legit ;)
- I love pumpkin spice lattes from Starbucks
- I really don't like cats.. they creep me out.
A little bit about myself....
My name is Tara.. use to be Parker. I loved my last name. It was a bittersweet thing when I got married and took on my husband's last name as Allred. I am proud to be an Allred, but the last name Parker has such a tie to so many wonderful things for me. I guess down deep I will always be a Parker and just consider it a blessing I got an amazing husband that shared his last name with me :) I am 26 years old, and will turn 27 this next February. I just finished my masters degree in counseling and development last May, and am currently a school counselor. I LOVE my job and the opportunity I have to influence so many people on a daily basis! I work at a middle school, which I'm not sure are good times for anyone- in hopes that during student's most impressionable times, I am making a positive difference! I have amazing parents and sisters whom I would do anything for~ I would not be half the person I am today without their constant love, support and guidance- they are absolutely amazing people! If you don't know them, you're missing out on some wonderfulness!!I have an incredible husband, Duane, whom I have been married to for 5 1/2 years now. We began dating in March of 2003.. if you ask others they will give you an earlier date; however, technically- March of 2003. We got engaged a year and a half later, and were married on July 16th, 2005. He's my best friend who loves me and knows me better than anyone else in this world! I'm thankful for an amazing man~ :)
On December 21, 2007 we welcomed our first son- Makson Dace into the world, and on November 15, 2009 we welcomed little Kaden Wayne (or who Mak calls K-dub). They both are incredible blessings that I adore, that like to run me ragged and at times make me think I'm going crazy!! Makson tends to have a personality most like me, so needless to say he and I go round and round pretty much every day! Duane tells me, "just whip him, don't let him go round and round with you..." Of course I spank his little butt... usually multiple times a day, but my husband doesn't quiet understand the bond between a mommy and her son. I can whip him, and get onto him like nobody's business; but some times when he grins at me, gives me a hug and says "sorry, Mommy...I love you..." that's all it takes. I'll go round and round, and tear my hair out, and even sometimes scream...it's all worth it to get a hug from my baby and hear those sweet little words! He's definitely my hard-headed one, and will fight you to the end... I can wait to see how he uses that in life- Since I was pregnant with Mak, people have told me he is "special, and God is going to use him." I think God has amazing plans for my little boy!
Kaden- my one year old, I will admit... is my baby. At this point, I'm not sure he can do wrong. Now that I have two, I totally get why people are the way they are with the "babies" of the family. I don't know if it's the thought that they could possibly be your last, so you have to cherish every stinkin' thing because you might not get to experience it again... of if it's just the fact that Kaden is so amazingly sweet, and cute, and I'm just blinded by everything else. Regardless, he let's me cuddle and kiss him whenever I want, and makes me feel like the most important person in the world! He is beginning to really develop his own little personality, and become his own little person. He has some strong-willed tendencies like his brother, and tends to want his way now and then... just not to the extreme like his brother!
God has given my husband and I this incredible opportunity to raise two boys- what a privilege. Watching Kaden and Makson interact is an amazing experience~ To see their love and that brotherly connection develop- there's nothing like it!
Here are 15 interesting (maybe) facts:
- I've always wanted to be able to sing well... and at times, thought I could! :) Rockin' it out at church camp!! ha!
- Forever wanted to have different skin- I don't think many people long to have lots of freckles!
- I have a desire to travel the country speaking to youth, and hopefully making a positive difference
- Going to Mexico on a mission trip when I was in high school was an amazingly, humbling experience.
- I would like to one day get my doctorates.
- I secretly love to dance.... but only by myself, or two-step with my boys
- I sing loudly in the car sometimes and pretend I sound really good!
- I also, Holly, would love a boob job! Babies do a number on the girls!
- I despise folding, hanging and putting up laundry.
- I would like to go back to cosmetology school just to learn how to cut hair right!
- I'm realizing while making this list... I'm not that interesting.
- I really don't want a girl... and would be completely satisfied with all boys. This might have something to do with the fact that I'm around teenage girls 5 days a week!
- Some of the best times I've had were on the basketball team in high school- Our team my jr yr was pretty legit ;)
- I love pumpkin spice lattes from Starbucks
- I really don't like cats.. they creep me out.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Kaden's 1st Birthday
All the planning, spending, and decorating was totally worth seeing the smiles on my baby boy's face at his 1st birthday party! He was in a great mood the entire time, and totally dug into his "Birthday Cupcake"! I'm pretty sure he ate almost all of it!
It was awesome!After his birthday party I remembered why I do not like to do birthdays at the house... they totally wear me out! I was so exhausted by the time everyone left and we got things cleaned up... I just wanted to lay on the couch and do NOTHING! Don't get me wrong- I LOVE having the family over to celebrate my babies, but I'm not sure there's anything more tiring than planning a party, buying everything for a party, making sure your house is clean for the party, decorating for the party, entertaining during the party, then cleaning up after the party! However- his party was super cute, and it was all worth it!! I will say though... it will probably be Chuck E Cheese next year! :)
Kaden wasn't too interested in all his presents... he really seemed more interested in the boxes and tissue paper- go figure! He did really like the weeble wobble one that Jen & Matt got him... Mak really liked it, too! (Thanks Jen & Matt for causing tension in the house! ha! ;) Both boys have been fighting over it since Sunday! Kaden tries to play, and Mak takes the weeble wobble away, Kaden screams, grabs it back, Mak says no, takes it back... and the pattern continues! He also really appreciates all the clothes and shoes he got! A BIG thank you to Ms. Lisa- the shoes you got him he can't seem to manage to get off his feet- it's amazing!! I can keep shoes on him for longer than 2 minutes now!
Mak did really well overall at the birthday party. I was worried there would be more jealousy and what not, but he handled it pretty well. I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that he got a few presents himself thanks to Grammie and Grand! He also had his fair share of cupcakes. I'm pretty sure he ate the tops off a total of 4 cupcakes on Sunday! I limited him to two at the birthday party... he apparently didn't think that was enough. That evening I was in the bathroom and Duane was doing something with Kaden, and I realized I hadn't heard Mak in awhile. I walked around the house, then heard some snickering in the kitchen... that little toot managed to break open the gate somehow, and steal two more cupcakes off the table. I caught him after he had already eaten the top off of one, and he was working on the 2nd. I couldn't help but laugh and grab the camera! ~ His dad took care of the discipline on that one (Mak had already been told no to having more cupcakes!). Anyway- fun day celebrating K's first year of life! Can't believe how fast time is flying~
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Dinner Time
I am so completely blessed with a wonderful husband who does little things like... did the laundry yesterday morning, went to the grocery store last night, filled up my car, and cleaned up the kitchen tonight; however.... I really wish he got home from work earlier! Maybe if he did, my sanity might be a little more stable! ;)
So I pick up the kiddos today after work. Kaden was still in his pj's because I apparently forgot pants... I swear I put them in the bag, but they were nowhere to be found. I think I may be literally going crazy. Anyhow.. he was still in his pj's. I noticed Mak was in borrowed shorts... so I of course knew he had yet again.. had another accident. Ms. Lisa informed he had had two accidents today.. awesome. When asked why he tee teed in his pants he really couldn't give me a straight answer. Finally when asked for the fourth time, he admitted "I jiggle my pee pee." I couldn't help but laugh. So apparently my child has accidents because he can't refrain from "jiggling" his privates- wonderful! He's almost three... how will things be 10 years from now?? The thought frightens me!
On the ride home both kids were fussy, because on top of Mak peeing in his pants twice today, he also didn't take a nap. Ms. Lisa tried for 3 hours! That is dedication... but the child still refused to nap. Needless to say he was a little cranky. Then poor Kaden is teething so he wasn't a happy camper either! I was actually pretty relaxed on the way home, but still really didn't want to hear whining and crying, so what shuts up a kid better than junk food?? I gave them each an Oreo and they were happy as could be! ( I know.. what kind of mother does that??) I relaxed, turned up the radio and enjoyed the peace- so it was totally worth it! Reaching home I looked at Kaden who had Oreo from ear to ear- and was smiling that gorgeous smile, then there was Mak passed out in his carseat with drool hanging out his lip! Of course he would fall asleep in the last five minutes of the car ride home! I hated doing it.. but I woke him up. God help me if he were to have taken a nap then... he would've been up till midnight!
Getting them in the house, I looked on the fridge at my emeals to decide what would be for dinner... I really wanted to just order pizza, but trying to be the good wife and mom (and to save money) I opted to cook. The meal I knew was possibly going to be a challenge... but not near the challenge it ended up being! It started out well with both kids playing and entertaining themselves... then Kaden wanted to be held. He latched on to my legs and held on while I walked around with an extra 20 lbs holding for dear life. Of course he began crying because I wouldn't pick him up. I was like I just want to get the food in the oven! Give me 10 minutes- THATS ALL! Of course the crying didn't stop... so he's latched on crying and screaming because he's not getting his way while Makson is chasing me from behind doing his karate moves and trying to fight me. It was fun times! Kaden finally relaxed a little and he and Mak began entertaining one another. I sighed a sigh of relief and thought I was going to get to finish without being hit, latched on to, etc.... WRONG! Soon enough I look and Kaden is laying face down on the tile floor screaming once more. Mak of course claimed he had done nothing!
He slips often, and is usually always fine, so I didn't panic. Kaden got up crying ,but seemed fine.. he began latching on to my legs again screaming like a banshee. I assumed it was because he once again wanted me to hold him. I was almost done with dinner and had promised the boys we would go outside and play with play dough once I finished it!! After 10 more minutes of Kaden screaming and Makson running around doing his ninja moves, I succeeded in getting dinner into the oven! Off to the driveway we went to play with play dough! I gave Mak his portion and let Kaden play with his. All was well, we were outside in the fresh air and everyone was happy! I was thinking to myself "I love these moments~ nice weather, fun times with the kids..." Then Mak exclaimed, "Mommy, Kaden is eating the play dough!"
Awesome- I looked down and he has green spit running down his chin and is chomping away! I quickly scooped my finger in his mouth trying to get any of the remaining play dough out. He screamed, that's when I saw his huge busted lip. No wonder he had been screaming earlier, he busted the crap out of his lip, and where his tooth is coming in at the top was bleeding, too. Wow- what kind of mother am I? I felt HORRIBLE! I had been ignoring his screams earlier when they were actually screams of hurt. My poor baby had busted the piss out of his lip and I just ignored it carrying away with making supper.
He is fine of course, and his lip is fine, too... but tonight I sucked as a mom by not paying attention to my kid. Sure, I know I couldn't have changed the busted lip, but I could've given him some mommy loving that I'm sure would have made it all better in that moment! So I'm not going to win mom-of-the-year, but... on the plus side - I did get dinner cooked, and all my family got to eat! That's gotta give me points somewhere!
So I pick up the kiddos today after work. Kaden was still in his pj's because I apparently forgot pants... I swear I put them in the bag, but they were nowhere to be found. I think I may be literally going crazy. Anyhow.. he was still in his pj's. I noticed Mak was in borrowed shorts... so I of course knew he had yet again.. had another accident. Ms. Lisa informed he had had two accidents today.. awesome. When asked why he tee teed in his pants he really couldn't give me a straight answer. Finally when asked for the fourth time, he admitted "I jiggle my pee pee." I couldn't help but laugh. So apparently my child has accidents because he can't refrain from "jiggling" his privates- wonderful! He's almost three... how will things be 10 years from now?? The thought frightens me!
On the ride home both kids were fussy, because on top of Mak peeing in his pants twice today, he also didn't take a nap. Ms. Lisa tried for 3 hours! That is dedication... but the child still refused to nap. Needless to say he was a little cranky. Then poor Kaden is teething so he wasn't a happy camper either! I was actually pretty relaxed on the way home, but still really didn't want to hear whining and crying, so what shuts up a kid better than junk food?? I gave them each an Oreo and they were happy as could be! ( I know.. what kind of mother does that??) I relaxed, turned up the radio and enjoyed the peace- so it was totally worth it! Reaching home I looked at Kaden who had Oreo from ear to ear- and was smiling that gorgeous smile, then there was Mak passed out in his carseat with drool hanging out his lip! Of course he would fall asleep in the last five minutes of the car ride home! I hated doing it.. but I woke him up. God help me if he were to have taken a nap then... he would've been up till midnight!
Getting them in the house, I looked on the fridge at my emeals to decide what would be for dinner... I really wanted to just order pizza, but trying to be the good wife and mom (and to save money) I opted to cook. The meal I knew was possibly going to be a challenge... but not near the challenge it ended up being! It started out well with both kids playing and entertaining themselves... then Kaden wanted to be held. He latched on to my legs and held on while I walked around with an extra 20 lbs holding for dear life. Of course he began crying because I wouldn't pick him up. I was like I just want to get the food in the oven! Give me 10 minutes- THATS ALL! Of course the crying didn't stop... so he's latched on crying and screaming because he's not getting his way while Makson is chasing me from behind doing his karate moves and trying to fight me. It was fun times! Kaden finally relaxed a little and he and Mak began entertaining one another. I sighed a sigh of relief and thought I was going to get to finish without being hit, latched on to, etc.... WRONG! Soon enough I look and Kaden is laying face down on the tile floor screaming once more. Mak of course claimed he had done nothing!
He slips often, and is usually always fine, so I didn't panic. Kaden got up crying ,but seemed fine.. he began latching on to my legs again screaming like a banshee. I assumed it was because he once again wanted me to hold him. I was almost done with dinner and had promised the boys we would go outside and play with play dough once I finished it!! After 10 more minutes of Kaden screaming and Makson running around doing his ninja moves, I succeeded in getting dinner into the oven! Off to the driveway we went to play with play dough! I gave Mak his portion and let Kaden play with his. All was well, we were outside in the fresh air and everyone was happy! I was thinking to myself "I love these moments~ nice weather, fun times with the kids..." Then Mak exclaimed, "Mommy, Kaden is eating the play dough!"
Awesome- I looked down and he has green spit running down his chin and is chomping away! I quickly scooped my finger in his mouth trying to get any of the remaining play dough out. He screamed, that's when I saw his huge busted lip. No wonder he had been screaming earlier, he busted the crap out of his lip, and where his tooth is coming in at the top was bleeding, too. Wow- what kind of mother am I? I felt HORRIBLE! I had been ignoring his screams earlier when they were actually screams of hurt. My poor baby had busted the piss out of his lip and I just ignored it carrying away with making supper.
He is fine of course, and his lip is fine, too... but tonight I sucked as a mom by not paying attention to my kid. Sure, I know I couldn't have changed the busted lip, but I could've given him some mommy loving that I'm sure would have made it all better in that moment! So I'm not going to win mom-of-the-year, but... on the plus side - I did get dinner cooked, and all my family got to eat! That's gotta give me points somewhere!
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