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Mom must haves.

By on May 13, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind, mommyhood, new mommyhood, pictures

*The biggest congratulations to Izzy. I’m so happy for you!

Chocolate or any sweet treats – It’s helpful to have some sweet treats around at all times, preferably kept by the vodka. It’s especially useful when you accidentally plop your baby down in their crib as you were gently laying them down and while it didn’t faze them at all, you’re crying and almost hysterical. But I don’t know this from experience or anything. Ahem.

You’ll need more sweet treats and vodka as they get older; toddlerhood, childhood, tweenhood, teenhood, adulthood. Oh Shit!

Vodka – A no brainer.

Bathroom time – Just 5 or 10 minutes of time in the bathroom without having a child knocking and banging on the door while yelling maaaahhhmmeeee, maaaahhhmmeeee would be absolute bliss.

Rescue Remedy – If you drank all of the vodka in your house and are already out of the 6 pack of nyquil you got just last month, it’s rescue remedy to the rescue. I usually take it at night when my mind just doesn’t want to turn off. It has a good punch of alcohol in it. I’m sure you’re not seeing a theme here.

Slings and Arrows – This is one of my all time favorite shows. Paul Gross who plays artistic director Geoffrey Tennant is amazing. It’s a funny and quirky show and very helpful on the nights your baby or toddler will. not. sleep.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the beautiful moms!

 

What are your mom must haves?

 

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What you should never say to a military spouse.

By on May 11, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind, hubby, marriage, military

When my husband was in college, it never occurred to either of us that he would have a career in the military. Once he graduated, we weighed the pros and cons and within a few months he joined the Navy and took his oath.

Before we knew it, it was time for him to go to OCS (Officer Candidate School) and as much as I prepared myself for my husband (of less than a year) to be gone for months, I found that I was far from prepared.

He was under enough stress when it came to getting ready but I unfortunately added to his stress.

In some ways I felt like he was abandoning me and I started picking ridiculous fights with him. I found that by doing so, I was distancing myself from him emotionally so it would be easier when he was gone.

I quickly learned that I would just end up feeling guilty and wanted to tell my husband how sorry I was but it wasn’t like I could just pick up the phone.

For the next 12 years his deployments never got easier and I missed him just as much as the first time he was deployed.

Sure, I became more self-sufficient all of those times I was alone (I pride myself on being somewhat of a plumbing ninja with all of the sinks and toilets I fixed over the years) but there was a huge part of me missing.

My husband.

Being a military wife is like being on the most thrilling but at the same time one of the scariest rollercoaster rides that you can experience.

Like being a mom.

I’ll never forget when I was 8 months pregnant with my daughter and we were living in Washington, D.C. My husband came home from work and I just knew something was going on. He told me they want to send him to Afghanistan in the next few weeks and he’ll be gone for a year.

I felt so selfish and guilty that I wanted somebody else to be deployed instead of my husband but after a very tense next couple of weeks, someone else was sent after all.

It turned out that once the powers that be found out my husband was recovering from a broken foot, he was deemed too much of a risk.

In all the years that he’s been in the Navy, the one thing that’s like fingers on a chalkboard to me are the times he was deployed and the most frequent comment I would get is Well, that’s what you signed up for.

It feels like the person saying that is dismissing my feelings. That’s probably why my mother-in-law was the worst offender when my husband was deployed.

Just because my husband is in the military doesn’t mean that it’s easier when he leaves or that we miss each other less. I feel in some ways it’s much harder because of the danger involved.

So, if there’s a military spouse in your life, give them a shoulder to lean on. And a hug. Hugs are always good.

Do you have a spouse in the military or one that travels frequently? How do you handle the separation? What would you like people to know?

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Dear Courtney Love, your 15 minutes have been up since 1994.

By on April 20, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind

 

Hey Courtney! Or should I call you Ms. Love. Maybe Mrs. KurtCourt Cobain?

Anyway, I don’t normally diss people on my blog, every now and then but not normally, but what the fuck? Giving shit to your daughter on Twitter, really?! I’m sure you’ve caused enough shit for that poor girl as it is.

You also involve the man who wrote Everlong, the song I still rock out to when nobody’s looking.

You crazy Chica!

I put up with pictures of a stranger sucking your tit, getting a free ride on your husband’s flannel coattails, being Courtney Love, killing your husband (okay, maybe not), and having to hear songs from your solo album on the radio.

Isn’t that enough for the universe to handle?!

Then you go and fuck with your daughter? I don’t think so.

Please put down the crack pipe and be a mom, like that will ever happen.

Also, don’t fuck with Dave Grohl. He wrote Everlong.

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Rock out with your sock out version 

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acoustic version 

*It’s called snark, people. Stop with the death threats.
**Okay, I haven’t gotten any threats yet, it’s called “being prepared”.

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Things that go bump in the night.

By on April 13, 2012 in a glimpse into my mind, blah blah blah, hold me, hubby

My husband doesn’t believe in ghosts or hauntings unlike me. The house we currently live in has two ghosts.  

About 5 years ago when my husband and I were living in the D.C. area, I swore our apartment was haunted. I felt an angry presence in the dining room and in the living room there was a very gentle female presence.

One time I got up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen for some water.

When I walked through the living room I came to a screeching halt when I saw this cloudy, tall figure. I ran my ass back to the bedroom, jumped back into bed, and woke up my hubby to tell him there’s something in the living room.

He wasn’t amused and went back to sleep.

I couldn’t go to sleep after that and was lying awake in bed most of the night.

The one that really scared the hell out of me is when I was asleep one early morning and I felt someone grab my shoulder and shake me awake. I knew it was my husband but when I turned, nobody was there.

I started to think my husband was trying to scare me but when I got out of bed, I saw that he was taking a shower in his bathroom. The hairs on my arms stood up and I started to panic.

My husband kept insisting that it wasn’t him and after that I dreaded sleeping in the bedroom. There were also alot of times when I would be sitting on the couch and felt like I was being stared at.

Just a few months after the hummingbird was born, we moved and I was so happy to be out of that place.

Have you ever had a spooky experience? Do you have a favorite scary movie you like to watch on Friday the 13th?

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Stephanie April 14, 2012 at 09:52
 
My husband (at the time fiance) and I visited his grandfather in Georgia and stayed overnight. My engagement ring had belonged to his grandmother who’d died the year before. We were sleeping in separate beds so I was alone, and in the middle of the night I woke up from a dead sleep to feel the engagement ring on my finger moving. Not in a “shift-as-you-sleep” way, but MOVE! I told Bill about it the next morning and he said it must have been his grandmother checking me out. We’d talked on the phone, but we’d never met. She must have approved of me!
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