today has NOT been a good day.

Hello, bloggy friends! It's me again, and today- was Wacky Crafty Wednesday. However, half way through the day the day took a turn for the worse. And has ended in my face being red, blotchy, sore, and puffy- thank you endless amount of tears. I'll explain more about that as I get to it.

I'll post some pictures of the crafty time that me and the girls did, and then I'll go into my rant about how this day ended horribly!

Today the girls and I made some hand puppets out of paper bags- super fun! The girl's loved it too. We just used markers, glue and some pom poms. 

Now, onto the horrible day portion:

My husband has been trying to get a promotion at work for 8 months, and has been working his tooshy off, bending over backwards, trying to do anything and everything that they've wanted him to do so that he could get this promotion, and he got an interview for it 2 weeks ago. After months of reassuring him that he "had it in the bag" and after months of my husband asking if there was anything else he could do to prove himself worthy of the position, they kept reassuring him he was doing everything right. So after my husband's interview he took a much needed week off work, which was this past week. Then- yesterday he went back to work to find out that he would find out whether he got the promotion or not today. We were so excited, because we had basically psyched ourselves up for this so much. But when my husband called me at 5PM today, it wasn't the call I was expecting. They decided after all of this f#*^ing time that they ARE NOT giving him the position....."yet". The reasons that they gave him for not giving the promotion yet were stupid tiny little things that aren't even expected of him as the position he's going for (Lead of the Inventory Dept) but as an actual Manager of the Department, which they already have! So since everything has seemed to be going wrong lately, I broke down- in tears, and lots of them. To find this out just after finding out that my school is screwing me over and making me wait til Mid-August to start my clinical rotation at a site, after finding out my school's financial department is screwing me around for a 1000$ check that I was supposed to receive over a month ago, AND after finding out that my Dad didn't get sent to the prison he expected to because the State of Indiana has basically given up on him and sent him to another prison to basically die out his sentence and that my Mom cannot send him anything since she's not on his visiting list, and she can't be put on his visiting list because she's a felon. So somehow, the girl who has seen her Dad one time in over 13 years has to be the in between girl for her parents. Doesn't quite seem fair, does it? Seems it's one thing after another, and I'm trying so hard to keep positive and keep my mind off of things, it's so hard. I just have to keep telling myself, "this too shall pass". 

So to end this post, I'm going to use a quote from South Park's Cartman when he felt he was getting screwed over by his mother. Beware: the quote is quite vulgar.

Cartman: Can I at least borrow some of your lipstick mom? Because I at least want to look pretty the next time you f**k me.

Cartman: Can at least pull over here and get some dinner? Because I at least like to be wined and dined before I get f**ked.

Cartman: Can you at least take me to a grease monkey so I can at least get lubed up before you f**k me. Or at at least a little courtesy lick. How about a little courtesy lick next time you try to f**k me?

Fun times, fun times- but that's exactly how I'm feeling about everything going on. So, my bloggy friends, I sure hope that you all had a better Wednesday than I did- and I sure hope that tomorrow is a better day. 

Talk to you all, tomorrow :)

 

 

Freak the Freak out Friday

today just has not been a good day.

yesterday i thought things were going great, until some mommy judging happened during a reasonably heated debate between a group of mommies. however, there is a difference between being opinionated and straight up mean. when you are a mother, you just DO NOT tell another mom that they DO NOT care about their chidren, that's just a mommy no no. i am more than confident in my mothering skills, because my daughters tell me everyday that the love me multiple times a day, with tons of hugs and kisses, they are attached to my side all day every day, they are parts of my heart walking around in the real world. so screw that mommy. but, this debate brought up some past experiences where i've had some very bad encounters with people who weren't mommies. there is an app on facebook, "honesty box"- after i completed the vonblon's family with isabella in 2007 i received TONS of horribly mean rude messages judging me for the decisions i had to make for myself, my daughters, and their lives/futures. shortly after i moved out of my house, i got a physical letter to my house, it was anonymous but the things said in that letter, canNOT be forgotten or forgiven. so while this mommy debate didn't bother me too much, it just brought up everything from my past and THAT in turn sent me into my questioning state. 

i had a huge fight with my husband this morning, and for what i have no idea other than the fact that i am so overwhelmed with everything going on in my life that i just snapped this morning. the girls will be meeting the nanny on sunday after abi gets home from her weekend in valpo with jhordan and amy. (can't even talk about her being away for the weekend without tearing up- so we'll come back to this another day, i'm not used to her not being here- and especially not 3 hours away, this is a hard day for mommy.) i am trying so hard to become an adult in the course of about a month. meaning i want to get the house organized and feeling like a "home", get some flowers planted, get the girls into a schedule, more craft time, and more time with them in general before i start working in june. i also want to fit in a good date time with the hubs because we barely see each other and when i start working it will only get worse. i'm trying really hard to get more in touch with mommies out there, because lord knows i need some help working out these ideas in my head. and anyone who can help me save money, get the girls on a good schedule without making me lose my mind, and ways to fit time in with the hubs when the girls go to bed- ugh, so much going on in my head i don't know how to separate it all. hahaha. <3

oh well, tomorrow i'm going to go to dinner with a friend of mine and her family/friends after her college graduation ceremony! i'm so proud of her, i wish i could make it to the ceremony but with one car, limited funds, and a sicky daughter just doesn't work too well- :(

i'm just glad i'll be seeing someone, an adult, other than my kids and/or family/husband. that is one thing i am definitely looking forward to when i start working, is the adult interaction ill get to have again- so excited for that; the drama of how women are; not so much. hahah.

tomorrow if it's nice i think i'll take caydee for a stroller ride to the park, and then maybe some swing time. hopefully it'll be nice enough for that because i'm tired of being cooped up in here.

also! abi got her costume for her big shows.

this is her costume for a ballet dance called "Skittles"

 This one is the one she will wear for a tap dance called, "Hot, hot, hot"

They are both super cute and I can't wait to see her with them on, her hair all done and make up too, performing on stage in an advanced class for her on her FIFTH birthday :( i put a sad face because the realization that my baby, is no longer a baby, but an almost 5 year old little lady who is rapidly turning into her very own person that will have her own place in this world is sinking in more and more every day and it's breaking this Mommy's heart, why do they have to grow up?

Why can't they stay like this forever?

Dear Abigail Elise,

You are Mommy's angel, and I love you more than anything in this entire world. There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you. You are the reason that my heart beats and the reason that I go on each day. I can't believe the time has come for you to turn 5, and I am honestly not ready- will I ever be ready for each passing milestone, probably not- but this one is hard. You're turning into who I can see in the future, in the way you do things, the way you talk, the way you act- I can see what I'm going to be dealing with in the next 10 years, but I also know that those 10 years, just like these last 5 will fly by. And I hope that I am half as lucky as I have been in the time I've shared with you, the moments I've NEVER missed, and the things that I can't get back in this last 5 years. I know you can't wait to grow up and do whatever it is you want to do today, but don't rush it- I made that mistake and now I'm living my childhood and everything through you, enjoy it while it lasts- it goes too fast. I love you, my angel, and you will always be my babygirl.

With all of my love and all of my kisses,

One VERY proud, happy, and sentimental Momma

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

That's been my Freak the Freak Out Friday, hope yours was better- remember, follow me, share me, tell your friends- I need all the help I can get, I'm slowly but surely creating the change within me, what are YOU doing to create the change within you???

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❥❥❥ xo.