I’ve lost a little bit of my faith in humanity recently.
The strangers I have been sharing air with have been rude, inconsiderate, and down-right mean and it hearts my soul to see so much evil at a time of year that is supposed to represent so much giving, celebration, and joy.
I told Derek how I was feeling and he made a comment about how it’s bad when optimistic people like me start to feel down about the world.
I guess God heard my cries because He spent this week showing me just how good people can be, which is exactly what I needed.
We stumbled upon a little breakfast joint thanks to Yelp.
The staff was insanely friendly and it turns out the place was actually a non-profit that helps youths get back on track.
I could feel my spirit coming back and in true Christmas fashion, just as I started to tell Derek that this place had restored my faith in humanity the restaurant that had been silent prior began playing Joy To The World.
I can’t make this stuff up.
It was quite literally a Christmas movie moment.
So as Derek paid I went outside with Declan.
When he got to the car Derek told me that he had done our Christmas kindness for the day.
He then told me that he left a very generous tip and a note saying:
“The food was great, the people were even better. Thank you for all that you do and keep up the good work.”
Total Cost: About $25
Derek and I attended the Annual Assistance League Christmas brunch at the Disneyland Hotel earlier that day.
My parents were kind enough to babysit for us but they had to be back at their home in Corona by 4pm so we ended up driving out to their place to pick Declan up.
By the time we were on the road to home again Declan was hungry and we knew we needed to stop somewhere.
We saw an In-N-Out on the side of the road and pulled on in to grab some burgers.
Little did we know we had chosen the most crowded In-N-Out on the planet.
A sweet couple saw me scanning for a table and so they gave me theirs as they had just finished and Derek and I decided to return the favor.
Declan was still eating but we saw a group of women looking for a table.
They made eye contact and one girl asked me if we were leaving so I decided to wrap Declan’s food to go and feed him the rest in the car so that the ladies could have our seats.
Total Cost: FREE
I bought some Christmas cards a few weeks ago and they became a highlight of my kindness acts this week.
There’s just something about receiving a hand written note that makes a person feel good inside.
So on Monday I wrote words of encouragement to the people who were entered into our Giving Jar contest but didn’t win the jar.
Total Cost: Postage
My friend Nikol who blogs over at Celebrate We Will had posted on Facebook about a homeless woman her mom was helping that had a two week old baby girl and was in need of warm baby clothes.
Funny enough, that very same day I had bought a Target gift card thinking I was going to give it as a gift and then ended up realizing I didn’t need it.
The minute I saw her post I knew where the gift card was meant to go.
So I mailed it out to her mom to give to the woman.
Total Cost: $25
I wrote Christmas cards for strangers and left them on their cars.
I told you these Christmas cards were a big part of my week!
Total Cost: FREE
**Remember those Christmas cards I had sent out on Monday?**
Well I received a message on FB from one of them that brought me to tears:
“I got your sweet card in the mail today. THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART FOR YOUR WORDS!!! I really really needed to hear them. I started crying when I read your card. You so encouraged my heart today. The Lord def used you to speak to me. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! Hugs and love.”
Here I was getting down on myself for “only” being able to give these people cards and I get a response like this.
God really showed me the power of kindness on this day.
Some friends and I decided to all go in on a gift for someone.
One of the girls was kind enough to pay for the item and then have the rest of us pay her back.
I ended up needed to mail out the money but I noticed that one of the girl’s in our group had stopped responding to the emails a while back.
I didn’t want my friend to get stuck covering this other girl’s costs for the gift all by herself so I went ahead and paid extra so that it would help cover the majority of the absent girl’s portion.
Total Cost: $8
**Ready for more craziness?**
For some reason I woke up Thursday morning in a rut.
I could feel my heart being tried, Declan was on a good one, and I was feeling overwhelmed.
I called on one of my best friends for prayer and encouragement and she instantly reminded me just how lucky I am to have her in my life.
Then, within an hour of talking to her I received a notification that I had a new comment on my blog.
The Giving Jar winner Amy Martinez had messaged me, and this is what she said:
“Again, thank you so much! I hope you don’t mind but we are using the money to buy warm coats and gifts for a few kids in need at our church for Christmas. We have also decided to keep this money jar and collect money all year to do the same next year!”
I was floored and crying for the second day in a row.
It’s been said that “If only one life is touched – It will have all been worth it” and I have tried to live my life by this principle.
After feeling all week like I was incapable of making a difference God showed me just how wrong I was.
Today my heart feels renewed.
And I can’t wait to share it with a stranger and make someone else’s day a little brighter.
The holiday season is stressful for everyone.
Please, please, please go out into the world today with patience and grace.
You could completely turn someone else’s day around just by showing them a little kindness.
I wanted to post this on Friday but when Declan took his nap I ended up dosing off with him so I never got around to it.
Something about a rainy day makes it impossible to get things done.
But now I’m checking in to share with all of you my second week of Christmas giving.
You’ll have to forgive me, I hardly took any pictures this week.
I know they make a post more appealing but sometimes when you’re trying to do something nice you don’t have time to stop, snap, and filter.
We are all no strangers to the Salvation Army donation set up every year for Christmas outside of stores.
But did you know that these men and women are all volunteers?
I love that and so when we saw a lady standing outside of our store I decided to buy her a water bottle since I know she had been there for a long time.
Total cost: $1
We took Declan to the park bright and early and when we got there I noticed a city worker cleaning up a huge mess that had been left behind by some people that threw a birthday party.
I was actually at that very park the day before and I saw them there while the party was going on.
They hadn’t cleaned up a thing.
Literally, they left all of the decorations including the piñata.
Streamers, popped balloons, and candy trash littered the entire park and I couldn’t believe someone would just leave their mess like that in a public place.
So I decided to go around and clean up all of the trash so that the city worker didn’t have to do it alone.
Total cost: FREE
I had a doctors appointment and so I decided to bring an old book with me that I loved.
I wrote a little message inside and left it for someone else to take home with them.
Total Cost: FREE
I forgot to hit the grocery store with Declan during the day so we went later on when Derek was home.
They were crowded and very busy and as we approached the checkout line I noticed that they had an excess of baskets piling up.
So I decided to grab them and put them all away for them.
It was clear that they had their hands full and as it turned out there were no more baskets at the entry so it was perfect timing.
Total cost: FREE
I made a donation to Toys for Tots while shopping for Christmas presents.
Total cost: $5
I sometimes feel weird approaching strangers because you never know how they are going to respond.
But I pushed that aside and decided to compliment a stranger.
The woman in front of me at CVS was wearing a really beautiful pink blouse that brought out the blue/green in her eyes and so I told her.
We ended up chatting for a few minutes which is something that has been happening a lot since I started doing this.
I love that I’ve been able to connect with so many strangers just by showing kindness.
Total cost: FREE
We had to go to Macy’s to pick up Derek’s suit for the annual Christmas brunch we attend.
When we got there I was chasing Declan around and I noticed that their were wallets all over the floor.
People get crazy during the holiday season and just through things around which blows my mind.
So I went around and picked all of them up and put them away.
Total cost: FREE
Well that wraps up last week.
I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend!
There’s something about the way a child drapes over your shoulder while sleeping, as if they are an attachment to the bone.
A part of it.
A part of you.
They become weightless, melting into your arms like a dinner mint on the tongue.
So many things have evolved as my son has grown but the way his tiny little body contours to the left side of mine has been a constant since birth.
Often I find myself with plenty to do yet I cannot bring myself to peel those sleepy limbs off of me.
So instead I sit.
I sit and I stare at this astounding creature God has bestowed upon me to raise.
I trace his hairline with my fingertips and memorize the grooves in his ears.
I marvel at his stunning features and hold his little feet in my hands.
I take it all in, every ounce.
I know that one day I’m going to wake up and those ear grooves are going to be different.
One day I won’t be able to hold those little feet in my hands anymore.
One day his body will stop draping perfectly on my shoulder.
So I let the laundry sit for a few more hours.
I leave the living room looking lived in.
I shut my eyes to the clutter around me and I listen to his soft breaths.
Because one thing I will never regret is taking a time out to admire everything that my son is right now, today.
When I was just a kid in school I would often come home hungry.
My mom worked full time so she wasn’t usually the one picking me up from school but I’ll never forget one time when she did.
When I got into the car I asked if she could take me to In-N-Out.
Didn’t I give you lunch money for the whole week?
She did, but I had already spent it all and it was only Wednesday.
This was normal for me.
If a friend forgot their lunch or couldn’t afford a cookie at break I was always quick to fix that for them.
I was generous to a fault, but I didn’t realize that at the time.
My mother scolded me:
Andrea, that money was for YOU to eat lunch.
I remember feeling resentful that my mom was lecturing me about helping others.
I couldn’t grasp the real issue at hand which was that in trying to help my friends I was DOUBLING the cost of my lunch each day for my parents.
I wish I could say that when I grew up and moved out on my own I got better with this but I didn’t.
I DID finally understand why my mom was upset with me but I would still come down to the last $20 of my paycheck each month from buying other people’s lunches, coffees, random gifts, etc.
I still struggle with this.
During the last giveaway I was so touched by everyone’s story that I felt like I needed to do something for each person.
Derek recommended sending everyone a card of encouragement but it didn’t feel like enough to me.
I kept racking my brain around how I could scrounge up enough extra cash to give to everyone else.
And then Amanda unknowingly changed me.
When she posted about her Christmas Pledge (Read about it here: A Christmas Pledge) I was reminded of when she joined me in our month of kindness.
I was so inspired by the things her and her girls did for others, particularly because she found ways to make a positive difference in people’s lives without spending a bunch of money.
So I’ve decided to follow my wise friend’s lead and tackle this month of kindness with less money and more heart.
Somehow she has three girls all 4 and under and has managed to blog every single day.
I don’t know how she does it but I do know that there is no way I will be able to get on here daily.
So instead I’m going to do a weekly recap of the things I did, starting today.
While at the Dollar Tree I saw a toy drive box for military families.
I let Declan pick out one girl toy and one boy toy for us to donate.
Total cost: $2
I decided that instead of mindlessly scanning Facebook and “liking” people’s posts and pictures I would take the time to comment on them with something positive.
So I went through and told people how beautiful they looked in their profile pictures, how adorable their children are, and how wonderful their new recipe looked.
Also, I was on Instagram later that evening and I came across a post from @LoveisLouder and I knew I wanted to get involved.
Benefit Cosmetics was donating $1 for every funny faced IG picture posted using the tag #LaughOutLouder.
If you’ve never heard of Love Is Louder you can read all about it here: Love is Louder
Total cost: FREE
I’m a pretty social person but ever since I became a mom I often rush myself out of conversations before my kid has a tantrum in the middle of a store, coffee shop, etc.
But on this day as I was at MY GYM with Declan one of the teachers struck up a conversation with me.
I noticed myself giving her one word answers and decided to quickly change my attitude and get to know this girl that helps out with my son once a week.
So I sat there and asked her about herself and it was pretty cool getting to know her.
Also, I was invited to a breastfeeding/supplementing Facebook group which I thought was really strange at first.
I stopped breastfeeding back in September so I thought maybe I had been invited by accident but instead of just leaving the group I decided to scan the page and see if I could offer up any advice or encouragement to these mamas with younger kids.
Turns out a lot of these women have been going through some pretty hard times with their feeding journey and I was able to contribute support and knowledge which is awesome.
Total cost: FREE
While at the grocery store I came across a bunch of pre-packaged food drive bags they had created.
I actually walked right past them but then I felt a tug at my heart so I went back and grabbed one.
I wanted to take a picture of the actual bag but the cashier was looking right at me and I didn’t want to be like:
“Wait, I have to take a picture for my blog!”
Because that’s weird.
Total Cost: $10.30
I follow The Random Acts of Kindness Foundation on Facebook and I came across this article yesterday that completely broke my heart into a million pieces.
A six year old girl named Addie Fausett has an atrophy of the brain, causing this to be her last Christmas on this earth.
So her family came up with the idea to have her receive “a lifetime of Christmas cards” and they are asking people to send this sweet little girl a Christmas card this year.
(Please read all about it here: Addie Fausett)
After I stopped crying I knew what I had to do:
So together Declan and I made Addie a Christmas card and I really hope you will all consider doing the same.
Total cost: under $5 for art supplies and postage
It’s not too late to join us in making someone’s holiday season a little brighter each day.
And I hope that you have been inspired realizing what I did:
That you don’t have to spend a lot of money to make a difference.
Happiest weekend to you all.
I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.
This year rather than driving to two different houses and rushing through meals we decided to spend thanksgiving day with Derek’s family and the following day with my parents at our home.
Early last week Derek was talking with our next door neighbor and he asked him what he was doing for Thanksgiving.
He told us that he doesn’t have any family here and instantly Derek and I were on the same page.
He said, “Babe” and I immediately responded with “Friday”.
So we invited our neighbor to our Thanksgiving dinner.
We weren’t sure if he was going to come because when Derek went to his house Friday morning
to tell him what time dinner was he said he had gone to a friends the night before and wasn’t feeling too good.
But to our delight the doorbell rang at 6pm
and it was our sweet old neighbor with a bottle of wine in hand.
We had taken our Christmas photos that morning so I was running a little behind on cooking.
As I scurried through my kitchen trying to finish up everything in a timely manner I paused to catch a glimpse of the flowing conversation taking place and it made my heart swell.
I remember the first Thanksgiving I spent with Derek’s family.
We used to always go to my grandma’s house but ever since she passed Thanksgiving was different.
When I walked into his grandparent’s home I felt a sense of community, a sense of family; and I was immediately invited to be a part of that.
This dinner was the same for my neighbor.
My entire family treated him like he had been a part of our clan for years and it was just the best night.
My belly and heart were both filled to the brim and I was reminded that moments like this are exactly what the holiday season is about.
Thank you to everyone who nominated someone for our giving jar.
Giveaways are cool but I like them to mean something which is why I never simply give something away.
I want people to get outside of themselves, even just for a moment, and do something to help better this world.
Here are the nominees:
Carissa & Justin:
“Justin and Carissa have had a pretty rough year. It started out Justin was the Head Pastor of a church in Long Beach for about a year and a half. Well things were going great for a while but Justin and the elders had different ideas so he end up resigning! Three months before the birth of their first child. Well it was supposed to be three months. Carissa ended up having to have Ellie six weeks early. I couldn’t imagine bringing a child into this world, trusting God, and not having any jobs. Carissa had quit her job before Justin lost his. Anyway, just over a yet later Justin is still looking for where God wants home to serve. He subs at a local high school and does random jobs to make it through! Still looking for where God wants he to be. I know money is super tight and they want to make christmas everything they can for their little one! So I nominate the Baker Family!”
-Nominated by Krisha Fuchs
“I just got back from my best friends house after an evening of tears and hugs with her family. They just stopped the radiation treatment on her mom’s father because it seems to be making his cancer worse. Tomorrow they will be moving him from the hospital and into another hospital bed in his living room. They have given him just 3 months to live. Her mom (yvette bir) is having a really hard time keeping it together and confided in me today. She treats me like a second daughter and I hate to see her hurting this way. I love this family dearly and would like to nominate them for the jar to help ease the stress of the holidays this year.”
-Nominated by Sam Steele
“Gina is always thinking of others, miraculously always finds time to keep everything in her life clean and organized, and has always been a bubbly supportive presence in my life (from the time of 15 until eternity)”
-Nominated by Whitney Masten
Laura & Buddy:
“I wanted to nominate my mom and dad. They could really use the extra money this holiday season. My dad doesn’t have a job right now so they are pretty tight on money. His health is bad and they don’t have the money for him to do some things to help. My mom is really great and is working hard. Anyway, it would be awesome for them. And they would be really grateful.”
-Nominated by Jewell Ray
“She is planning a wedding and works so hard at the salon. She could really use this money for rent and especially holiday shopping. She has worked for us for almost 9 years, never misses a day and I know this would be huge for her.”
-Nominated by Nikol ZumMallen
“I nominate my BFF because she works full time helping save lives and still finds time to go to school to follow her dreams. With all that on her plate she always finds time to be my best friend, and sometimes I’m a pain :)”
-Nominated by Gina Buckheister
“Not sure of there financial situation but she is a stay at home mom of 3 kids, home schools and just had her 4th child pass away. Her baby Matilda was born 9/19 and passed away 10/19. I’m sure her husband missed a lot of work and there was a lot of medical expenses involved.
Amy spent everyday at the hospital. Matilda died in her arms 10/19 from complications to Down syndrome.
I attended the funeral. It was heartbreaking. Mom and dad carried her tiny baby casket into the church and out of the church. No parent should ever have to endure. So I’m sure a little cash could brighten there season with 3 kiddos and a recent loss of one.
She knew at 16 weeks her baby would have trisomy 21 but her husband and her decided to keep the pregnancy and they prayed for good health. Unfortunately Matilda was faced with a lot of complications from trisomy 21. A nuercrotic intestine took her life. She was never able to go home and never able to meet her brother and sisters.”
-Nominated by Jill Hart
Thank you for these acts of love, friends.
I wish I could give each of your nominees the jar but since I only have one here it goes.
The winner by random selection is….
I know this won’t make up for the loss of your sweet little angel but I hope it can shed a little bit of joy into your home during this hard time.
And while we are at it, please send me the address of each nominee.
I would like to send a little piece of encouragement to each person.
On that same note, head on over to my friends Amanda’s blog and read about the Christmas Pledge
her and her girls are making this month.
I will be joining them in a month of giving and I encourage you all to do them same!
At the beginning of 2014 Derek painted a Whey Powder container green, slapped a red bow on top, and declared it our Christmas fund.
We decided that we would put our spare change and dollar bills into it all year and then use it at Christmas time to bless a family in need.
A few days ago Derek came to me with an amazing idea.
“Why don’t you blog about our Christmas fund and let your readers nominate a family that could use it.”
He has the best ideas and I am beyond thrilled to get this going!
Since Christmas is coming up (it’s less than 6 weeks away, guys!) we decided to open it up and count everything.
The total was $156.35 which we will be rounding up to $160.
I know it’s not a million bucks but I also know that it’s enough to help someone this season.
So here’s how it’s going to work:
1. Nominate a family. You can leave a comment on this post, on the Facebook post, Instagram post, or you can email me at email@example.com
2. Give me a brief rundown on why you have decided to nominate this family.
Next, I will be featuring each brief story on my blog.
We will then randomly select one of YOUR suggested families to give our Christmas fund to.
Since I want them to actually be able to use it for Christmas, I will need to get this baby mailed out to them so that they can have it no later than December 15th.
Thus, I will only be excepting nominations until Thanksgiving and I will be announcing the winner on December 1st.
I’m super excited that you and I will be working hand in hand to bless someone this holiday season.
Thank you guys in advance for showering someone else with love this year!
Your nominations alone will show families struggling that they are not alone and people are thinking of and looking out for them.
It’s that time of year again in Woo-Ville (aka my neighborhood).
I just received my notice for our annual cherry picker Christmas lights breakfast thing-a-muh-bob.
As we found out last November, our neighborhood is apparently one that people flood during the holidays to come and see the lights.
Yeah, we’re kind of a big deal.
It’s both awkward and quirky and I actually really love it.
The best part about it however is getting all of my kooky neighbors in the same place at the same time and watching the magic unfold.
Unfortunately you won’t be able to drink coffee, eat your weight in sweets, and gossip with me at 9am on the 22nd so I thought I would give you the run-down on my neighborhood so you can visualize it in your head.
I am using fake names for everyone.
Less because I am trying to protect them and more because I can’t remember half of their names.
Hey, I’m a face person!
First we have our next door neighbor Paul.
Paul is kind but quiet and to himself.
I once brought him a homemade chicken pot pie and he answered the door naked.
Luckily he didn’t fling the door open so all I saw was his shoulders and I left the dinner on his porch for him so he could, you know, put pants on.
Last week while playing with Declan in the backyard I saw him in his tighty whiteys….
Some things just can’t be unseen and dammit, we really need to build a bigger wall back there.
The couple living on the other side of us are Susan and Alfred.
Susan keeps telling me she’s going to make me her world famous banana bread but I have yet to see a slice.
Alfred hates us.
He’s heard our late night jacuzzi conversations.
Derek and I have what I like to call vacuum syndrom.
We think that just because something around us is loud that must mean our voices are muffled and thus we need to talk even louder.
Yet, when those bubbles automatically turn off in 20 minutes we realize, “Oh shit. We were talking really loud.”
What do YOU talk about in the jacuzzi with YOUR partner late at night after a couple glasses of wine?
Next up is Claire.
She is married but you’d think it was to her dog since that’s the only one you ever really see her with.
(Her husband is perfectly healthy, just lazy apparently).
Derek and I have an irrational fear of Claire.
It’s probably because one time we saw the silhouette of her Pharaoh crown shaped hair in our living room bay window at night.
She was legitimately in our planter right outside our window with her dog because she lets her pooch determine personal boundaries and big surprise, he has none.
Recently she sternly told us to get necklace lights for our walks since it’s getting dark so early now and we spent the next 4 days trying to avoid her and come up with excuses for our lack of lights because we kept forgetting to get one.
“You don’t have your lights yet!”
The next night when we realized we had forgotten again we hunted down a glow stick from Halloween just so she wouldn’t say anything.
Then we’ve got Richard and Maria across the street.
They’ve got two kids and in the last year and a half we have only seen the whole family together maybe once or twice.
We’re pretty sure that Maria is having an affair.
One time Maria came over to our house with a bottle of wine and asked to use our wine opener.
Then she got into her car and left rather than going back in her house.
Another time I was on a walk with Declan and I saw her leave.
When I had made it to the other side of the block I then walked right past her sitting in her parked car texting, around the corner from her house.
She also yells hello at us ONLY when Declan is asleep.
If he’s wide awake in his stroller she completely ignores us but if he is visibly knocked out all of a sudden she wants to have a shouting match while standing right next to us.
And of course, a well rounded neighborhood wouldn’t be complete without an All-American dream team like Anita and Tom.
Tom is a professor/writer and Anita home schools their two boys.
They are active in their church, hold bible studies at their place weekly, and have a homemade swing in their front yard tree.
Anita might legitimately be the nicest person on the planet and I’m not sure she is a real human being because of it.
The world needs more people like them and I leave anonymous gifts at their house every few months as a thank you for being such wonderful people.
Honorable mention goes to the Dog Parade.
We’re actually certain that only one of them even live in our neighborhood but every single day a group of 5-7 old people get together and walk their dogs around our entire block.
Someone told us that the ring leader is supposedly a dog trainer but one time when we were walking Tucker and Calypso one of their dogs came running at us with like we were Beggin’ Bits and the trainer was unable to get them to come back.
So I’m convinced the bat is a phony and just likes to take nice old people’s money.
Then there is us, The Franklins.
I’m pretty sure we are the weirdest ones of all.
We are always in the most stylish outfits.
Usually involving NFL tees and yoga pants/basketball shorts.
I do this dance every night when Declan falls asleep.
On our walks…
In front of people.
And Derek sings the first verse of You Are My Sunshine on repeat because that’s the only part of the song he knows.
So there you have it!
I can’t wait to stick us all in a front yard at 9am next weekend and see what kind of shenanigans ensue.
Hopefully I’ll come back with stories and a food baby.
Have a beautiful weekend!
I know I’m behind…
Like, WAY behind.
But Derek and I finally jumped on board the American Horror Story train and we binged on Season 1 last week.
Now that we are about to move on to season 2 I’ve got to tell ya:
American Horror Story is Ruining My Life.
**Season 1 is from 2011 so I don’t feel guilty about the “spoilers” in this post. But if you haven’t seen it and don’t want to have it ruined for you, don’t continue reading.**
You’ve been warned!
First of all, this show is making a lazy woman out of me.
We watched the entire season in 5 days and we are parents which means we don’t even get more than an hour or two a night to ourselves.
5 days in parent time is like 24 hours, so you know it’s been pretty serious.
Also, I’ve become even more paranoid than I already was which I didn’t think was possible.
Derek turned on our house alarm the other day and I thought it was the fan in our room turning on by itself.
They sound the same and AHS has taught me not to trust unexplained noises.
When Ben lied to Vivien about Boston I started chasing Derek around the house yelling:
Because I assumed that he was taking the bros before hos creed seriously and Hey, the house CHANGES YOU.
And then they killed Violet and turned my whole world upside down.
I can’t sleep and I’m pretty sure the Rubber Man has been drinking my last K-Cup and stealing socks from my dryer.
My nightmare is to wake up coffee-less with mismatched socks, so clearly he’s playing on my fears.
I tried to walk away from the show but it’s too damn good.
So here I am.
All wrapped up in Ryan Murphy and Brad Falchuk’s twisted, sinister minds.
It’s hard to believe that the same guy who came up with kids breaking out into song while covered in various slushie flavors created an anti-christ rape baby.
Actually now that I think about it, they’re both pretty similar.
I may need a nightlight, a ghostbuster, and a carafe of wine but I’m moving forward to season 2.
Because American Horror Story has ruined my life, but I have to watch every season.
How right you are Constance.
So I’ll see you on the other side of my sanity guys.
I’m off to scare myself into never going to another hospital again with Season Two: Asylum.
Happy Monday everyone!
Yesterday I found my self on the “Mom Walk Of Shame”.
Clad in pjs, dirty hair, and no bra I desperately strolled Declan through our neighborhood for a generous 45 minutes before finally giving up.
At one point when he all of a sudden decided to go from almost asleep to wide awake and trying to catapult himself out of his stroller I hunched over the hand bar and began to weep.
I had been up with my hyper fussy babe since 2:30 am and by then it was after 8:30.
He had spent the duration of the morning trying to do everything dangerous that he possibly could and screaming at me when I told him no.
Already on my third cup of coffee for the day, I was positive that November 6, 2014 was the day I was finally going to keel over and die from physical exhaustion.
I’m not proud of days like this.
The ones where I feel utterly lost in the world of parenting.
But I AM proud that on this day, I got help.
I knew I needed to have just an hour away to collect myself.
And so I called up Derek’s grandparents and asked if they could watch him while I went to lunch solo.
I texted Derek and told him:
“They seem to be really busy today but said of course they will watch him and to bring him on over. I think they could hear the desperation in my voice.”
I was right.
After my hour to myself I came back a new woman.
“Not gonna lie, you sounded like you were pretty desperate on the phone earlier.”
Spot on Grammy, spot on.
Declan only napped for 15 minutes all day yesterday despite the 2:30 am wake up call.
But because I realized that I couldn’t do it alone and reached out, I was able to smile for the rest of the day.
It’s not easy for me to ask for help.
I’m prideful to a fault and I hate admitting that I can’t do something.
But I’ve come to realize that they say “it takes a village” for a reason.
Because it really does sometimes.
And I am so thankful for our village.
Today is a new day and I am stronger because of yesterday.
Our wake up call was 4:30 am today (an improvement) and instead of menacing today Declan has been my little sidekick.
We cleaned out the pantry together, played in the hamper, and he even napped!
Some days are hard.
But those days don’t define us as moms.
How we handle those days, how we move forward from them…
THAT is what makes us who we are.
Take some time today to thank your village.
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
Once upon a time there was a woman scorned.
Pretty normal, to be hurt by someone in your life.
But this woman, she did not know how to let the mistakes of others go.
Instead she walked around with a heart full of grudges and kept a pouch of stones to throw at those who had ever wronged her.
As the grudges grew, so did her pouch of rocks until it was so heavy she couldn’t walk.
All she had to do was take off the pouch and leave the stones to their rightful home in the earth but she could not seem to part with the very thing that was weighing her down.
One day as she struggled to rise from her bed she saw her reflection in a mirror.
The once dainty and fair woman was now heavy and dark, cloaked in her unforgiveness and drenched in distain.
She ran her fingers over the bruises on her hips where the pouch lie and hunched over in anguish.
“I’ve wasted so many years”, she cried.
She raised her head, glanced at the woman in the mirror, and wiped the salty tears from her cheeks.
Her hand reached behind her and a loud THUD filled the room as the pouch of rocks crashed to the floor.
Suddenly she was free.
No longer bound to the burden of her own resentment she was luminous and exuberant.
Her cup ran full and she finally knew what it meant to let go.
With a grin from ear to ear and a song of rejoice on her lips she set out to mend her heart from the years of damage she had caused it.
She went to see all of those she had been angry with for so long and with a servants heart she exclaimed:
Lend me your kite and fly we shall.
And as they soared she knew that this was all that had been missing from her happily ever after.