I want to say hello to anyone and everyone who may be bored enough to read what I write. I'm no professional, so pardon the dust when I'm typing up something to write about. Rusty Abe knows all about me and my family. We actually live around the corner from each other...how neat is that? He's a good ole' guy and he's like a Grandpa to my three kiddos.
My blog will mostly be about my family, memories, experiences, and our life in general. Heck, I didn't even know what a "blog" was until I came here to read what Grandpa Abe was talking about.
My days pretty much consist of diapers, sippy cups, taxi cabbing my daughters to and from school, and housework. Its a never ending ordeal around here. When I'm awake, I'm working...cleaning, washing, wiping, picking, and whatever else you can think of...I'm probably doing it no matter how disgusting some of it can get. When I'm asleep at night...I'm still working...mainly the "mom" in me is usually somewhere between lala land and toothpicks under the eyes between one ear open listening for my son or the other ear trying to fold close because of my husbands incessant and never ending snoring. I spend more time telling my husband to roll over than I do checking on my son during the night.
My husband has been home and working steadily for 7 months now. Its been really great having him home again so permanently, but I have to admit...it has put a few ruffles in my feathers here and there too. While I've been the stay at home mom, he's usually traveled and worked out of state for the past 8 years. We would see him for a week at a time every couple of months or during a lay off after a job has ended. So, I was pretty much the "one who wears the pants" around here playing the part of mommy and daddy. Now that he's been back, I've had to share in that title with him. It's not easy to do when you've done it for so long. I find myself stepping on his toes from time to time without realizing it. But John is such the gentleman that he sits back and doesn't say a word about it, until I come and apologize for doing it after I realized what I did.
We've sacrificed a lot financially for him to find work here with a permanent position. But emotionally, it was a gain, not a sacrafice for our marriage and our family. My girls are happier than ever to have their daddy home every night now. He shares in the household duties on the weekends with me and I now have someone to push the mower on the yard. He picks up where I leave off with the kids...meaning, when I'm assisting with homework and our 14 month old son needs attention, its daddy to the rescue.
All in all, I love having my husband home again. He brings up going back out of state from time to time, but a quick sharp look at him out of the corner of my eye and we nip that sucker in the bud. He won't be going anywhere if I can help it for quite a while. He might as well get used to it, I have legal papers on him we signed 17 years ago at the courthouse. Don't men remember these things? Women never forget...or lose important paperwork.
