Let us not put off what is most important...

Well, today has almost completely gotten away from me and I hadn't set anything up for today's post.  But as I was looking for something to blog about, I came across a really good quote that I dare say we all need reminding of once in a while.  Especially when our days get so busy like today did for me.  It's a quote from the president of our church, but it's a standard across the board whether you go to our church, or any church at all.

“Give your child a compliment and a hug; say, ‘I love you’ more; always express your thanks. Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved. Friends move away, children grow up, loved ones pass on. It’s so easy to take others for granted … Let us relish life as we live it, find joy in the journey and share our love with friends and family. One day, each of us will run out of tomorrows. Let us not put off what is most important.” - President Thomas S. Monson

Writing Prompt of the Day

Here's another writing prompt from Mama Kat.  The first list is from her workshop.  The second list is my own, inspired from the first.

List the top 10 things you miss about being alone.

1. Peace & Quiet  (I think I could just stop this list after this one and feel completely done!  LOL)
2. Not being interrupted when I’m trying to do…. Anything!
3. Not having to share my meal with a toddler who sees Mommy eating and thinks he has to have some of it (or most of it)
4. Being able to just get up and go… anywhere… without having to pack up the Little Man or wait for or find someone to watch him
5. Not having other people’s messes.  If it’s messy, it’s my own fault.  If I clean it up, I didn’t have to worry about someone coming right behind me to mess it up.
6. Being able to do what I want, when I want, without having to think about or worry about anyone else’s needs/wants.
7. Not having to worry about anyone else… did they get where they were supposed to be?  Will they get home ok?  What are the kids doing?  Don’t touch that!  Don’t do that!  Etc…
8. Being able to walk around naked in the house.
9. Being responsible for myself, my own bills, my own meals (If I skipped a meal, it wasn’t a big deal, but I can’t skip feeding my children)
10. Going out and hanging out with friends any time I wanted.

List the top 10 things I love having now that I’m not alone:

1. Unconditional love from my son.  I never thought I could feel so much love, especially from someone so small.
2. Having someone to take out the garbage and carry in groceries for me.  (Ok, so that one's a bit on the selfish side... it's still one of my favorite things of having a hubby!)
3. Having someone to share things with; how the day went, what happened, things to do, etc.
4. Having a partner (my hubby) for all eternity.
5. Being able to be a SAHM
6. Being the Mom for Mother’s Day!
7. Watching the miracle that is my son.
8. Being able to enjoy playing with toys without anyone thinking I’m weird
9. Being able to watch Disney movies without anyone thinking I’m weird
10. Learning lessons that only my baby boy can teach me.

You know you're a mother when...

1.      You use your spit to clean off someone’s face… and it’s not necessarily your child! (It might even be an adult!)

2.      Your purse spills over and out comes nothing but baby wipes, cheerios, toys from numerous kids meals and a miscellaneous sock that would only fit the foot of a toddler… wallet?  What wallet?  Ahh, crap!

3.      You dig deeper into your purse to find the above lost wallet only to find… eeewwww, gross!  Where are those wipes?!?!

4.      You realize that you have no idea how you survived before you had wipes.

5.      You follow the disastrous trail of toys and clothes in order to find a child.

6.      The kids are constantly losing the tv remotes and you dig into the couch to find them and… eeeeewwwwww, Honey, bring me a wipe!

7.      You realize your mother’s curse worked!  Thanks a lot, Mom!  :-P

8.      You automatically move everything away from the edges of tables, counters, etc., even when in the homes of people who don’t have kids.

9.      You see everything as a hazard… this’ll poke an eye out, that’s slippery and someone will fall, this can get knocked off, that’s too dangerous over there…. OMG my house is a death trap!!  How on earth has anyone survived this far?!?!

10.  You realize you can’t even pee in peace, so you find your iPod, lock yourself in the bathroom and pray that the house doesn’t catch fire and no one bleeds to death for the five minutes you desire of “Me time” only to take the headphones off out of guilt.

11.  You realize that you’re totally exhausted, it’s only 5 o’clock, you haven’t even started dinner and you haven’t accomplished anything other than running after a munchkin, cleaning up after a munchkin, and keeping said little mess-maker from killing himself by diving off of furniture!

12.  You realize it’s ONLY 5 o’clock and you’re ready for bed, even if the kids aren’t!

13.  Your little one comes up to you and gives you a huge hug and the cutest little fishy kiss and the whole day melts away with his giggle.

Inspired by Mama Kat

My number 1 One Year Old!

The love of a child, priceless!

Prenuptial Agreement… Yay or Nay?

Prenuptial Agreement… Yay or Nay?
I say Yay… and I say that with a grimace.  I don’t condone any predisposed inklings of “what-ifs” in a relationship, such as “what if it doesn’t work out?” or “well, if it doesn’t work out, we’ll just get a divorce”  No, not at all, because I don’t believe in divorce, never did and never will (except for the extreme conditions of horrible abuse or some such drastic situations such as that.  But those are exceptions to the rule and not what I’m discussing here, so please, no bashing)  With that said, I do believe in prenuptuals.  Why?  Well, I’ll tell you.  My dearly beloved hubby, my angel, my true love of all time, or so I thought, didn’t believe in divorce either.  Until he asked for one.  Then one day, he decided he’d fallen out of love and all of a sudden, he believed in divorce and he left me.  My world came crashing down around my ears and no matter what I tried, there was no saving the marriage.  So, we got divorced.  A prenup would have made things a bit easier. 

I’m now married again and I have even more “stuff” this time around, such as a home, children, furniture, assets, etc. and so does the new hubby.  So, although I just know that we will never get divorced, just to be on the safe side and for everyone’s sanity, we signed a prenuptial agreement.  Did I worry about asking him?  Yes.  Did he balk when I asked him?  Nope, not one bit.  Why?  Because, even though he just knows that we’ll be married forever, for everyone’s sanity, he wanted the prenup just as much as I did.  He’d been through divorces before and didn’t want to have that nightmare again either.

No matter how much someone feels like they are “The One” you just never know.  And sorry to say, you won’t know until the two of you are holding hands while one of you is on your death bed.  At that point, you can finally say, for sure, that the two of you made it all the way without either of you giving up.

So, unless you just really don’t care about anything you worked hard for and if you couldn’t care less about keeping the house, the dog, the cat, the kids, the car, the bed, the couch, the tv, or the shirt on your back, I suggest a prenuptial agreement… but that’s just me.