Exactly one week from today we will be landing in sunny California for some much-needed family and friends time. I’ve been counting down this vacation since we booked the tickets a few months ago. We have so many great events planned out and restaurants to try for the first time. I haven’t been to California in a few years so this will be a nice refresher. Especially since I’ll be going to a few places in California for the first time. Example: San Diego.Read More
I’m sure most of you remember me posting a status on Christmas Day asking you all to pray for our friends, Lacey and Brandon, as their youngest daughter battled a strand of bacterial meningitis in the hospital.(If you are unfamiliar with what meningitis is click here to learn more) As most of you know their baby girl, Alaiya, didn’t make it. She passed away on December 26th, 2015. I don’t share any of this to make you all sad, because Alaiya was so full of joy, her smile could light up any room, and she has two of the most caring parents anyone could ask for. I share all of this to explain why Lacey telling me a few weeks ago she is pregnant with their third baby brought me so much joy. Yes, there will be a 3rd Wilcox baby girl, Averie Laine, due on October 18th! Yayyyy!
The news of Lacey’s pregnancy made me so happy, because she and her family have endured so much loss, and heartache the last few months. (Lacey’s mother and her daughter died within a week of each other in December) The question “why do bad things happen to good people” couldn’t be more relevant when talking about the Wilcox family. But there is such an explainable joy brought into our lives with the announcement and birth of a baby. I honestly believe there is no hurt the birth of a child can’t match in joy. It doesn’t take away the hurt but it balances it out by adding much needed joy. I believe, God and Alaiya, showed up right on time to remind them joy comes in the morning.
I asked Lacey last night if it was okay for me to share her baby news, and write a blog post about their family, because it’s something I wanted to share with people all over who take the time to read my blog. The faith and strength Lacey and her family have shown throughout the last few months is nothing short of admirable and heartbreaking. I first met Lacey in college through my husband, what now seems like eons and just a few weeks ago, (that’s the first sign of getting older, right? LOL) and from then she was always a sweet heart. It has been since about 2009 I have really considered her to be one of MY friends though. She’s the type of friend who although she lives hours (and a whole different state away) makes sure she comes to any birthday parties, baby showers, weddings etc. no matter how far she has to drive. She’s the type of friend all of us should be so blessed to have in our lifetime. Which in turn makes it even harder to see your friends go through such trying times, and know you would do anything to bring them joy again. It’s genuinely hard to see great people go through bad things. Especially when we see so much turmoil, so many bad things and people in the world, because we always naturally wonder “why them?” It’s even harder to live so far away from your friends when they’re hurting because all you want to do is wrap them up in the biggest hug and cry for hours. Being present doesn’t make anything happening to them easier, but sometimes crying with a friend makes everything seem better than it is for those few minutes.
We are planning a trip back home to Illinois in October for a wedding and had already planned to stop in Indiana for a few days to see the Wilcoxs, before heading to Washington D.C. for a postponed vacation. I was already excited to see the Wilcoxs in October, but I’m even more excited knowing I’ll get to meet and hold little baby, Averie, in my arms! I write all of this because I hope they know how much we love them and how happy we are to see them happy. I think Alaiya has already been sending Averie tips on how to make parents crazy considering how Averie has been treating you this pregnancy, Lace. Ha! I’m gonna stop typing and go text you now haha. I love you, girl! And of course Brandon, Alanna, Alaiya, and Averie. <3
P.S.- funny story about the day of my baby shower and this picture: Alanna was not a fan of me holding Alaiya and basically said “put her down” in baby terms. LMAO. Also, Alaiya, was clearly just as confused as to why I was holding her and both of her parents are standing nearby hahaha.
Today, our awesome and close friends, the Millers, started on their journey to start their new chapter at Vandenberg Air Force Base in California. Talk about a bittersweet (definitely more bitter than sweet) feeling. They have been
stuck here at this base for a very long time so this new journey of positive changes and more opportunities is much deserved. But to start a new journey it requires leaving your current one, and that is where the sadness comes in.
Krissy and I have become extremely close since I moved here in January of 2012. She’s for sure my best friend here, and we’re so close we even call each other “Sister Wife.” Let me explain…(LOL) when either of our husbands were gone for long periods of time doing Air Force stuff, the other’s husband stepped in and helped out where the other couldn’t. For example, when I was in my first trimester of pregnancy Kris was gone for six weeks doing work in California. This means Krissy’s husband, Isaiah, would come take my trash out, lift heavy stuff around the house if needed, invited me over for dinner etc. We joked that each other husbands was our second husband and started calling each other Sister Wife.
When I found out I was pregnant Krissy was the second person in the world who knew. When she found out she was pregnant six months later I believe I was the second person to know about it as well. And when I say we shared this news with each other, in both instances it was an actual picture of the positive pregnancy test right after getting the results hahaha. If we ever needed anything or someone to rely on for any reason, we always knew (and still know) we could count on the Millers. They’re the type of friends who become family and a part of your life forever. In this crazy world, military life world to be even more specific, it is hard to find people you genuinely can call lifelong friends. It’s part of the life we live to meet people, become friends, and start over again once getting orders to a new base. Thankfully, we had a pretty great group of friends here in Montana who have all left by now, but are still some of the closest people to us.
It’s going to be a huge adjustment for my family and I to not be able to call you guys and hang out whenever we want or watch our baby girls play together. Jordyn and I will actually have to start attending playgroups without our BFFs :-(. I think I’m even more emotional than usual because of the holiday season. We always spent Halloween at you guys house eating delicious soup of some sort and passing out candy to the kids while looking at their awesome costumes. Isaiah always deep-fried the Thanksgiving turkey (which I refuse to eat any other way now lol) for our big f(r)amily dinner and the same goes for Christmas.
Although we will miss you guys for the small activities and huge holidays, I am so happy you all get to finally be near an ocean again! (The Pacific will just have to do for now 😉 ) Have tons of fun for us, and prayerfully we will meet you guys there in Vandenberg one day soon. Safe travels, we love you guys tons, and miss you so much already. But of course we miss Norah a.k.a Chunky Cheeks the most ;-). Thank you for being great people and even more amazing friends. We are thankful for all of the memories we have created over the years.
It wouldn’t be right if we didn’t take one last group picture filled with hilarious-ness and attitude from our little divas LOL.
Farewell, Miller family!
I have had quite a few people ask me how I made the salt dough hand print/footprint pumpkin craft for my little one, and I wanted to share the very easy process with all of you. I got the idea from @jessiebroad’s Instagram page who made almost the exact same craft with her children. The only thing I did different was a few extra colors and details. Here is the step by step process for making the little print pumpkins.
You will need:
1 cup salt
1 cup flour
1/2 cup water
2 oz. orange paint
2 oz. black paint
2. oz brown paint
*optional* liquid glitter glue
- Combine your salt, flour and water in a bowl. Knead together until combined as a smooth dough.
- Place your salt dough in between two pieces of parchment paper on the counter. Using your rolling-pin flatten you dough until it is about 1/2 an inch thick.
- Take your little ones foot and with a little force press down on the left side of the flattened dough to make a distinct enough imprint. You will do the same with their hand on the right side of the dough. However, aim for the middle part of the dough for each side so you have enough room to cut around the foot and hand print.
- Using a sharp tip knife, cut around the foot and hand print in the shape of a pumpkin. Make sure to include the stem in the cut out. Once the pumpkin has been cut out place it on a cookie sheet.
- Heat your oven to 200 F and place your salt dough in there for an hour. Allow about 30-minutes to an hour of cooling off after it has baked for the hour before moving on to the next step.
- Paint your pumpkin orange using multiple layers if necessary to coat the entire pumpkin properly. Give the orange layer(s) a few minutes to dry.
- Using a smaller paint brush, using the black paint, outline the foot and hand print. Once you have outlined the prints, fill them in with the black paint using a slighly larger paintbrush to save some time. Using multiple layers if need be to completely cover the prints.
- Lastly use your brown paint to fill in the stem of the pumpkin. Once the brown paint has dried if you decided to buy/use the optional glitter glue apply as much as you want to the stem. Let the pumpkin completely dry for an hour and you have a lovely Halloween keepsake for your little one!
She your pictures of your little ones masterpieces below 🙂
My little Jojo is 9 months old, today. This last month she has advanced and learned so much I can’t believe it’s only been a month since my last post. She’s turning into this semi-independent, head strong, feisty almost one year old right before my eyes. Although Jordyn is only 9 months old, she has so much personality, and cracks me up everyday. I know everyone says their child is adorable and funny, but I promise you Jordyn takes hilariousness to a completely different level. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be the mother of this amazing little blessing, but I can’t thank God enough for her.
“Da-da-da-da-da” is pretty much what she says a majority of the day. Yes, she is officially saying “da-da” and her Dad is loving it. If you tell her to mock you and say “Ma-ma” she smiles and laughs like it’s the funniest word in the world. I’m still not quite sure what’s so funny about saying “Ma-ma” but, whatever, Jordyn! Oh, she also switches up the letters and says “ba-ba” and “na-na.”
Jordyn is a professional at scooting herself backwards while on her tummy. She can also prop her knees up underneath her while on her tummy. However, she hasn’t quite figured out how to make herself move forward instead of backwards, and she hasn’t figured out that she can move her knees while they are underneath her either. It’s pretty funny to watch lol. She loves to stand, while holding onto the coffee table, and she has officially started moving her little feet taking steps sideways while standing at the table. She’s going to be walking before I know it, and I’m not ready!
This has been a month of big girl “firsts”, as well. Jordyn sat in the big girl part of her stroller instead of the car seat for the first time. She also sat in the big girl part of the shopping cart without her car seat. She got her hair braided for the first time, and we got on our first swing together last weekend. So many firsts!
This month Jordyn gets to eat some GOOD food. We get to introduce red meat, turkey, whole rice, a variety of beans, and so much more. I’m sure she will enjoy the new foods and I can’t wait to use my Baby Bullet for even bigger batches of food. Before we know it she will be sharing food off of our plates.
Jordyn also has two bottom teeth. She’s been teething like a champ and it hasn’t bothered her at all. Now that she has these two teeth and eats all of this food, we bought her a baby toothbrush and baby toothpaste the other day. We will use it for the first time tomorrow. Speaking of baby toothpaste, did you know Aquafresh makes an all natural, real fruit sweetened toothpaste for babies? I had no clue and thought it was pretty cool when we found it in the store last week. Hopefully she doesn’t mind us brushing her teeth and doesn’t put up a fight. She’s good at putting up fights lol.
Oh, Jordyn is in the “all about the electronics” stage of life. Especially Kris’ Playstation 4 controllers. She’s quickly learning the word “no” during this stage as well. She loves to hold our cell phones while facetiming people. You may only see an eye or her forehead on the screen, but in her mind she’s doing it correctly and doesn’t want anyone’s help. When you do help her, she throws a fit and cries like someone stole her candy. She is what I like to call, DRAMA.
Her 9 month check up will be next week. I’m curious as to how much she has grown since her last check up at 6 months. Seeing her stand next to other babies, we realize how tall she really is for her age.
This is all of the updated information on Miss Jordyn Denise. I’ll be back next month to update you all on my little Jojo again. Have a happy and blessed Wednesday! 🙂
I never really paid attention to people’s parenting styles and/or advice on social media, prior to having my own child. It was always one of those things I sort of brushed off, because I wasn’t a parent to understand where they were coming from, let alone to give my two cents. Now that I am a parent, and I nine times out of ten read these posts from other parents, it borderline upsets me. With the wonderful world of social networking being as large and influential as it is, everyone has a platform to share and express their opinions. I’m all for freedom of speech, but why does it seem like Mothers are using their platform to hurt other Mothers, rather than help them? This whole “Mom shaming” social network era is pretty pathetic to say the least. I’m sure a few of you, who are parents or future parents, are wondering what exactly “Mom shaming” is. Mom shaming is what I consider to be the “it’s my way or the wrong way” thinking of Moms, today. Here are a few examples I see quite often on social media, that should give you a better perspective on what I consider “Mom shaming.”
The breast-feeding vs. formula debate:
Yes, thanks to the internet, and countless people telling you during and after your pregnancy, majority of Mothers know breastfeeding is an amazing way to feed your child. I breast-fed Jordyn for almost six months. Four of the six it was only breast milk. By month five we started breast-feeding and using formula. By month six she was exclusively on formula. I loved every second of nursing, Jordyn. I can’t really put into words how much breastfeeding connected us. Even if it was in the middle of the night, when I was beyond tired, and borderline a zombie, I always loved the connection I had with her while nursing. It really is a beautiful thing, and I am so happy so many people supported me in doing so. It was beautiful.
Then there are the Mothers who decide while pregnant, or after a few tries at breast-feeding, that it simply isn’t for them. And do you know what I say to these women? Good for YOU. I often see Mothers get on the internet and talk down about women who don’t breast feed and give them 20 million reasons why they should breast feed. The thing is, people have no idea WHY some women don’t breast feed. Maybe they weren’t able to produce enough milk, if any at all? Maybe their lives are set up in a way where they work certain jobs, and certain hours that it’s not a possibility. Maybe they have an infection of some sort and they weren’t able to breast feed even if they wanted to? Maybe the baby refused to latch on and Mom had to figure out a way to get the baby to eat and quickly. Or maybe, just maybe, as a Mother to their own child, they simply decided they don’t care for breast-feeding/have no desire to breast feed, and chose to use formula. To make this notion even crazier, what if I were to tell you, a baby drinking formula will be just as productive and awesome as the baby who was breast-fed? I know, it’s a crazy idea.
The same goes for formula feeding mothers who take offense to every woman who mentions they enjoy breastfeeding. If they aren’t nursing your child, or being disrespectful about their love of nursing, who are you to take offense to a beautiful connection between mother and child? The same way you have personal reasons for formula feeding, other mothers have personal reasons for breast-feeding. So let’s stop the whole “I’m a better Mom because I breast feed or formula feed my child” high horse. I was a formula fed baby, because for medical reasons my mother could not nurse me. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but my family makes sure to remind me I was nothing short of brilliant at a VERY young age, and it carried through into higher education. This still doesn’t give me a reason to tell breast-feeding Moms “formula is clearly better for your child, because look at how great I turned out?”
The name brand vs. Target or Walmart brand debate:
I know, this debate sounds as foolish as it actually is. Believe it or not, I had a mother once tell me she only buys “name brand” clothes for her child. Although it sounds like this would be the main issue, it isn’t. The main issue is the fact of Moms looking down on other Moms for NOT buying clothes or baby necessities the way they do. I get it, some Moms simply prefer buying their children Pampers brand diapers and wipes to go with their cute baby UGGS and Gucci onesie. However, there are also Moms who enjoy buying according to the latest sale and who is talking the cheapest price. There is nothing wrong with being either Mom, as long as you don’t put someone else down for being a different Mom in the process. There are so many factors as to why each Mom may shop the way they do. Maybe the Mom who can’t doesn’t put her child in name brand anything is a single parent? Maybe they are married and don’t make enough to spend money on such things? Or maybe they aren’t struggling and prefer to be conscious when spending money so they do so frugally. Maybe the Mom who does put her child in all of the name brands comes from a background of this being a norm when raising children? Maybe they come from a background of not having much and are grateful for the opportunity to give their children what they never had? Maybe their taste in baby clothing and necessities are exactly the same as the designer/name brands? OR maybe they are just like me and have taste that goes all across the spectrum?
I love to see Jordyn in adorable, sometimes more expensive outfits, simply because they’re cute. But as much as I love to see her in the adorable expensive outfit with a Pampers sensitive diaper, I love to see her in the adorable clearance Carter’s sleeper from Target, with the Luvs brand diaper underneath. Oh, and I’ll pull out coupons and military discounts on everything, every time.
The Working vs. Stay-At-Home debate:
Having been on both sides of this spectrum, I have seen and heard it all. Working Moms constantly hear the “how can you leave your baby for so many hours?” Or “money isn’t worth not being able to raise my own child.” Stay-At-Home Moms constantly hear “don’t you go crazy not talking to adults all day?” Or “your child needs to learn how to socialize with other children and daycare is perfect for socialization.” It’s quite annoying on both sides.
Maybe the working Mom is at a place in her career where she is accomplishing career goals. Maybe she enjoys making money to help contribute to the well-being of her household. Maybe she isn’t in a financial position to up and quit her job to stay home with her child. Maybe she is a single parent and has no choice but to go to work everyday. Or maybe she just really enjoys her time to not be “Mommy” for a few hours in the day and be the individual she is at work. For working Moms, no matter your reasoning for being a working mom, there is nothing wrong with it. You are being the best person and mom you can be for your child and your family. Don’t let anyone make you feel bad for the making the choice to work outside of the home and be Mom at the same time.
Maybe the stay-at-home Mom can’t really afford monthly childcare. Maybe the stay-at-home Mom was raised by a stay-at-home Mom and wants to do the same for her children. Maybe the stay-at-home Mom doesn’t mind not talking to adults all day if it means spending time with their child. Maybe the stay-at-home Mom isn’t comfortable letting other people watch/raise her child. Or maybe the stay-at-home Mom just enjoys being a stay-at-home Mom and finds it to be just as rewarding as having a career outside of the home. To the stay-at-home Moms, many people may not understand what taking care of a child and a home 24/7 consists of. There may even be a few people who don’t see your lifestyle as actual “work.” Just know being a stay-at-home Mom is a full-time job, and is just as important as holding a job outside of the home.
What I love the most about having been on both sides of this debate is, I can teach my daughter through personal experience and example the beauty of being a woman with choices. It takes both the working Moms and the stay-at-home Moms to make this world go round. It takes all of us to show and teach our children being one or the other doesn’t mean we love our children anymore or any less.
The “How to discipline your child” debate:
If you grew up in a household like mine, your family believes in spankings. If you grew up in a household like some of my friends, you’ve never been spanked a day in your life. If you grew up like me in general, you haven’t been spanked since your were young, because all your Mom had to do was give you the “look” and you turned into the angel she knew you could be. Yeah, I was the kid that cried if I felt my Mom was even mad at me, so I never really had to worry about the spanking department. I was too much of a punk for that pain LOL. Truth be told, I would love to never have to spank Jordyn, but if the time calls for it, I will be the big bad wolf and do so.
I call this a debate, because people will try their HARDEST to convince the other person their method of discipline is flat-out wrong. For those who believe in spanking their children…good for you. Make sure it is simply spanking and not beating your child, because that is no longer discipline, but abuse. For those who don’t believe in spanking their children…good for you. Just make sure you are disciplining your child someway somehow or the law will do it for you when they get older. I know people who were spanked as children that still grew up doing wrong and breaking the law, just like I know people who weren’t spanked as children who grew up to be some of the sweetest and most caring individuals. I give those examples because people tend to think spanking your children is the end all be all for making model citizens and not spanking them is raising them to be spawns of the devil. Moms who spank their children are NOT monsters and are NOT abusers. Moms who don’t spank their children are NOT bad parents and are NOT raising little monsters. They are both Mothers who care about their children and want to raise them to be disciplined and respectable adults using different methods.
One of my friends who has never been spanked told me about a method her Dad used on her for punishment, and I plan to incorporate it into my parenting as well. If she did something wrong, her Dad did not spank her, but made her write an essay on what she did wrong. I don’t know about you guys, but that is damn near just as bad as getting spanked to child haha.
Jordyn will be the lucky child who gets to encounter both methods, I know…lucky her! Maybe she’ll be like me and only have to get the “look” before she does what she is supposed to do. Lord knows if she’s anything like her father a lot of prayers, spankings, and essays will be going on in the Jamieson household.
The entire point of this post is to tell all Moms, no matter where we are, or how we care for our children, as long as we are caring for them genuinely to make them amazing people in this world we should all support one another. After all, we are all connected by the greatest title there is to carry in the world.
My baby girl is officially 8 months old, today. In only 4 short months she will be a year old. Where is the time going? 🙁
She’s been rolling over in the middle of the night for about 2 months now, but would never do it so we could see her. That is until she randomly decided she’ll share her expertise at rolling over with us the other day trying to get my cell phone. She legit rolled over to her stomach like she’s been doing it for years. She also looked at us like we were crazy because we cheered when she did it. Clearly we’re behind and she wasn’t impressed -_-.
In other developmental news, Jordyn can officially wave “hi and “bye” to people. oh, and she LOVES to stand. She needs to be holding onto someone or something in order to do it, but she is almost to the point that she hates sitting. Lastly, this little girl loves to DANCE! Music doesn’t even have to be playing for her to dance. I’m convinced she has a permanent soundtrack playing in her mind and that’s what she dances to. Either way, it’s adorable and there’s no stopping her lol.
We’ve been working on getting her to hold her own bottle, crawl, and say “Mama” and “Dada.” As of right now, she’s not impressed with any of these things. Giving her the bottle to hold is a joke, because she drops it, then looks at us like “why aren’t you doing your job?” When we try to get her to crawl, she stretches her legs back out and proceeds to army crawl/scoot to get to her destination. And when we tell her to say “Mama” or “Dada” she looks at us and cracks up laughing. She either thinks the words are REALLY funny or is mocking the fact that she’ll say what she wants, when she wants, and not a second before. Oh, she’s also into throwing things too. If she doesn’t want it, it usually ends up half way across the room. (In case you can’t tell, her independence and feisty-ness grows right along with her lol.)
This month we get to add cantaloupe, pineapple, watermelon, broccoli, cauliflower, kale, and eggplant to her already extensive diet. I bought cantaloupe, pineapple, broccoli, and kale at the grocery store the other day for her to try. Tomorrow we will give kale and cantaloupe our first try. Let’s hope she likes it!
Thanks for reading up on my little Jojo. We’ll be back in a month to give another update on what amazing things this amazing kid has learned. Have a happy and blessed Wednesday evening! I’ll leave you with this adorable picture of Princess Jordyn in her Valentine’s Day outfit <3
November 14th, 2014 will be my last day as a working Mom. I will begin the transition of being a stay at home Mom until Jordyn is about 2 years old. My little family and I are fortunate enough to have a husband/father who can support us, (thanks United States Air Force!) so I am able to raise our daughter in our home. As exciting as this journey will be, I know it will be a challenge at times. Not only for the obvious reason of occasionally missing adult conversation during the day, but because of how much my lifestyle will change. I have worked since I was sixteen years old. Which I just realized while typing this was exactly a decade ago (yikes!). I was sneaky, and got my first job at Best Buy in Bloomingdale, IL, in June of 2006. I say “sneaky” because my family wanted me to concentrate on school and track, and not worry about having a job. I had to promise to maintain a high honor roll grade point average, as I had prior to working, in order to be allowed to work throughout the school year. Which meant with a full class schedule, and running track, I only had time to work on weekends, many times after running 4-5 races during a Saturday track invitational. Needless to say, I carried this crazy schedule, because I loved making my own money. I give this entire background story, because I’m sure you cared to know I worked in retail at sixteen years old, and it was my dream job. Just kidding. I shared this to give an emphasis on how important working is to me. Not just in the sense of making money, but in feeling like I’m contributing to society, and being the Millennial woman I’m supposed to be. I mean, that’s why I went to college for 4 years, right? (Well, I went for the partying too, but that’s another post for another day). Not only have I sacrificed and done so much to successfully be in the working world, my husband and I have very much so adjusted to a two income household. It’s lovely! Seriously, who wouldn’t want more money to spend for luxury? I say all of this to explain how and why this could have been a hard decision to make on my part, because as Kris (my husband) said “this is your decision to make, not mine.” Then comes the moment, when you think about the little face that you carried for (almost) 9 months.You think about that same little face that made you cry like a legit baby, when you saw hers for the first time. And you think about all of the little milestones you could possibly miss while being away from her, and suddenly all of the luxuries of a two income household don’t matter anymore. I honestly always knew in my heart what I wanted to do. But it’s still a tough decision to make when you love the company you work for and people you work with.
Now let me be clear, this decision was made using common sense too. I have bills, many student loans to be exact (thanks private Jesuit University), and those bills have to be paid. Thankfully, many federal loans allow you to defer them for multiple reasons. Other bills are able to be covered with one income. Because I am part of the working world, and now the working parent world, I get not everyone has the ability to up and quit their job to stay home with their child. And despite what people may think, not every mother WANTS to stay home with their child. Which I can completely understand, and I believe is just as important as those who do stay home. Although I definitely plan on working again, it takes both the working Mothers and Stay at Home Mothers to show our daughters, and future daughters, they have the right to make their own choices and take their own paths. I say this because we all know how people like to “Mommy shame” mothers for doing the opposite of them, but that will be another post for another day as well.
I believe the decision I made to stay home with Jordyn is one of the best decisions I have made in my entire life. My Grandma told me when I had Jordyn, “the most important job you will have in life is raising your children.” I couldn’t agree more. She is the most important job title I hold right now. Everything she needs, wants, and learns all stems from how we take care of and raise her. How cool is it I get a chance to be home with this little cutie pie for the first two years of her life? That is such a blessing in itself. I’m also thankful for my other military, stay at home mom, framily (friends that become family), who I can hang out with, and still remain sane after talking to a child all day. My Grandma also kindly let me know how crazy no adult interaction can make you too haha.
This is a journey I will for sure be sharing with all of you who would like to keep up with it through my blog. It should be a fun, crazy, interesting, I really don’t know what to expect, ride! If anything, lets just hope it at least makes us laugh a lot. And with this little character of a daughter I have here, I have a feeling there will be plenty of posts that ends with all of you laughing at me, or us laughing together. Lets say a prayer it’s the latter! 😉