mindless musings

I absolutely hate shredding cheese. It is such a hassle. I also happen to loathe the saw dusty grossness of pre-shredded cheese. It is a conundrum.

I have learned to never get too comfortable as a mother. I thought we had moved out of the diaper blow out days. Until tonight when Izzie and I were snuggling on the couch watching Monsters Inc. and she happened to have EXPLOSIVE diarrhea all.over.me.

The other night I had a dream that I had quadruplets (3 girls, 1 boy) and I was trying to figure out how to breastfeed them all. Waking up from a dream never felt so good.

Izzie's new favorite word is "ummmm". It's kind of hilarious to hear her use it correctly.

I swear everyone and their dog just announced they are expecting baby number 2.

Speaking of baby number 2 everyone keeps asking me when we will have another baby. Especially the daycare ladies at work. I will have another one when the thought of having 2 kids to look after doesn't cause me so much stress my eye balls want to explode.

Good news for those of you who know about my "problem".... I think it's finally fixed! woot woot!

is there anyone out there who has some free time and some good statistics skills? I need some help with a work thing.

I have a horrible addiction to chocolate ice cream with peanut butter milk shakes. It was a habit I started when I was running regularly. Then my jogging strollers tire blew out so I stopped running. But I keep devouring milk shakes. I think you can guess how this could turn out.

Someone please come fix the tire on my jogging stroller before I have to be rolled out of the house.

Some time in the very near future I am going to attempt my very first pot roast. I am excited!  I don't have a pot roast recipe so feel free to share them with me.

I think I finally figured out what I want to be when I "grow up" but I'm not going to share it with you just yet. Just in case I change my mind.

I shall sign off with a quote from one of my favorite movies Julie & Julia...

"What is it that you really like to do?"
"Eat."

Gratitude

To put it lightly I have been a little ungrateful lately. 

Why? 

Why me?

Why this?

Why that?

I don't have enough.

All of these words had become regular thoughts in my head.

These thoughts left me feeling irritable, grumpy, depressed and tired.

My prayers had become nothing more than a mindless recital.

That is, if I even decided to pray that day. 

But I kept getting this nagging feeling. 

you know the one...

that little voice, that whisper

pray

just pray about it

Yesterday, I gave in. I prayed. I told God every selfish thought I had. 

I gave him my worries, my concerns.

I told him how helpless I felt.

And then I went to work and didn't think anything of it for the rest of the day.

Today however, I noticed something different.

Today was no different than any other day, 

But as I sat and watched Izzie play with her sidewalk chalk,

 I realized how much I enjoy my life. 

Honestly, I can't even describe to you the emotions that over came me as I played tic tac toe by myself and Izzie scribbled on the patio furniture. 

I feel so blessed that I am able to stay home with Izzie the majority of the day.

I know that if I worked more it would take away a lot of financial stress,

But I love knowing that I'm the one who taught her what a cow says.

I taught her how to lick sauce off of her fingers

I taught her how to say "shoes".

I have been blessed with so much.

I have a fantastic husband, a beautiful healthy daughter, a roof over my head, clothes on my back and food in my cupboards.

What more do I need?