Tackle It Tuesday. . . Contentment

Why is it so hard to be content. I don't know what it is about life lately, but I just find myself left with this constant state of longing. I want things to be different. I am tired of how they are, but don't really know how to change them.

I am a lucky lady. I have a husband that loves me, a child that is amazingly perfect. Financially our bills are paid and food is on the table. We have a roof over our head, a car to drive us around. I mean, in so many ways my life is great. But why am I left with this feeling that something is lacking?


I am always a glass overflowing kind of girl. Always looking at the bright side, trying to find the good in life. But lately, I'm just stuck in the rain, with an empty glass, "why does life suck" kind of mood.

Is it a conscious choice I am making. Do I need to get a big old slap in the face and wake up to the reality. Is there perhaps something going on "inside" that is pressing down the joy that used to be overflowing.

I don't know. But today, I am choosing to count my blessings, even naming them one by one, trying desperately to see how good I have it and get back to that girl.... the one that loved her life and everything in it.

Adios Mis Amigos,

Makes My Monday- Snuggle Time? Yes Please

 Today my precious baby boy turns 8 months. 8 MONTHS!!!! It's amazing to me what an awesome little guy he is turning into. He is hilarious just like his daddy. He loves to "joke" around and be silly. But he is also very observant and watchful like his mama. It's incredible to me that someone that was so unplanned and scary could turn into something so amazingly beautiful.

Today he was soo sleepy that he let me snuggle while he drank his bottle. He laid across my chest and tucked his arm into my armpit and just snuggled. Normally he is trying to sit up and look out at all of the things he can play with. But not today. Today we snuggled.

And I loved every. single. second !

Adios Mis Amigos,

Freaking Friday - A day To Remember

 For those of you who don't know October 15 is a day is a A day to Remember.  A day to remember all of the families and parents that have lost little ones. I feel an ache in my stomach reading all of the stories of loss. I swept little man up in my arms this morning and snuggled him extra long. I have given him extra kisses and hugs and proabably annoyed the heck out of him but I just don't care.

Along these same lines one of my husband's co-workers was killed in an auto accident this week. The thing that has stuck with me and that I have not been able to shake no matter how hard I try; I saw the news that day and heard the story and didn't think twice. It wasn't until I knew that I actually knew the person involved that my heart broke. Why is it that we are so able to hear horribly sad news and not have it affect us until it touches our lives.

Today is a day of solitude for me. A day that every chance I get I'm lifting these families up to the heavens. And praying that every day is a day that I pray a little more often. I pray for the families I hear about on the news, strangers I don't know, loved ones I do know.

Sorry to be a Debbie downer on this Friday, but it's just the way it goes.




Adios Mis Amigos,

Thankful Thursdays

 Gratitude creates in own Attitude

Friends today I'm struggling. First of all you'll notice that there are like 4 posts posted today. That is because in my quest for awesomeness I thought I had gotten myself all set up with a week's worth of posting to auto-post each day. Only to realize this a.m. that none had gone up... awesome! 

But that is minor. I doubt that anyone stumbles on every day to see what I'm writing. If your like me, I blog read before bed. When I can keep my eyes open long enough. I catch up on my favorites and what they've been doing. 

But I'm back in a state of funk. Actually clinical funk. I even asked my Dr about it at my last appointment. Feeling hormonal and just down right shitty. I love my son more then words, adore my husband (most of the time) and in general know that I have a pretty great life. I even feel guilty writing this outloud because I know I shouldn't be so blahhhh. 

In short, I'm realizing that this funk that seems to be coming and going but mostly sticking around is something that needs attention. I have an appointment with a Dr that will hopefully help me weed out any hormonal/chemical issues and go from there. 

But even knee deep in the funk. . .. I am thankful. Thankful for an amazing son, who truly is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. A very patient and loving husband who has been nothing but supportive and compassionate while I try to figure things out. And some pretty awesome friends/sisters/family that call in and check up on me. I know that I am loved, cared about, and that is surely something to be thankful for !

Adios Mis Amigos,

Words of Wisdom on a Wednesday

 You are what you eat 

I've been thinking a lot about the old wives tales and the things my mom, grand-mom, and great-grandmother told me growing up. How many of them I will be using with my little guy, and how many really didn't seem to make any sense.

I'm sure if you're on Facebook you've seen the video of Jamie Oliver and a bunch of American Kids... if not... here ya go, I promise you you'll never look at a golden brown, crispy chicken nugget the same Jaime Oliver explains chicken nuggets

In my quest for awesomeness I have decided to prepare little man's baby food. Yes, it's a healthy option which was, of course, the #1 reason we did it. But it has honestly saved us a bunch of mullah. With trying to be a 1 income family every penny counts. I know what is going into his mouth with every single bite. I have the freedom to go to local farmers markets and grocery stores and choose the freshest, healthiest ingredients. I also have the flexibility of trying things that are not so common and have turned out to be oh so yummy.

While I don't really get the whole, you are what you eat idea. I do think that everything that goes in to our mouths has a role to play in the health and well-being of our bodies.

So for us. . ..  we are just trying to make the best choices possible.

Adios Mis Amigos,