Thursday, March 21, 2019

2013

So in 2013 I started my blog and it helped me get thru some tough times. Im back to blogging again. But I forgot I already had this one. So rather than start over new im adding all my old posts here. Enjoy going down memory lane with me. I will soon read over them all and rejoice. 



2013

Oliver
He is 6 weeks old, and is a chihuahua shih tzu. We will go and get and meet him Friday. Boy its going to be a long week. I wanted to get a puppy for gen, for her birthday. But this mamma could not wait and shes getting him early. Oh well, she will have fun with him, and get tons of other gifts at her party.


Im also hoping that we get two camping trips in before gens birthday in July. I'm hoping to take hubby to the beach for fathers day. That all depends on the weather, and if it rains. I hope no rain, so we can go and take the new puppy. Oh boy that ought to be fun in the car :)


June 6th 2013 Gen went on her first and last field trip as a first grader, they went to the zoo. She did not want mommy to come along. She wanted to tell me all about the zoo. I was hurt,and sad that my baby did not want her mommy to come along. But then after thinking about. Shes growing up. Shes become an independent child. The one that I have been trying to form for so long. She came home from her field trip and had to tell me all about it. I will have to admit. I was ready to drive to the zoo, and say im the mom im coming along. But I was a strong mom.



I guess there is a kid in her class, that is teasing her. Shes so easily hurt, and hes been saying how her mommy is fat. It breaks my heart that she don't want me around much cause of it. Shes scared that he will tease her. At first she would not talk to me about it, but she finally did. I told her that mommy and daddy's come in all sizes. She did not want her Friends to come over or go to there house all year. her birthday is coming up, and she did not want anyone to come. Well I sent the invites to school today, and the kids got them. 10 minutes after Gen got home from school. One of her little friends called and talked to her on the phone. Her eyes just lite up, and the little girl told her that shes coming to her party. I'm so happy that shes opening up more. I don't want her to be that shy kid that I was. It took me a long time to get over being so shy.



June 6th 2006 (666) My niece was born, and that also means that 1 month and 2 days later Gen was born. Its so hard to believe that shes gonna be 7 and my niece is already 7. Where has the time gone.



Went and got my sister and took her to do some laundry today. Washed all the clothes from camping, boy camping is a real job in its self. all the stuff you do before and after just for a few days of fun. But I wish that I could go camping again. I know im crazy. . . 



Got me a busy weekend ahead. we have three parties to go to. Its going to be a busy on. MEN free one husband. Boy he can really be a pain in the butt sometimes. But you still love them right. . . . Im not sure sometimes. 



short and sweet. maybe more to come tonight maybe more to come tomorrow. 



So I have been watching the neighbor girls since November. The pay sucks, the hours suck. I so can not wait until the middle of June when I can give my 2 weeks notice. I have them from 6pm until 8am and get paid $20.00 for both girls. at first it was ok, cause hubby was laid off and we needed any and all money. Well now its starting to become to much on my health, my family, and Gen. Shes starting to get mad at the oldest one all the time, Its like I have 2 extra kids. I feel so bad for them, all they want is a mommy, Which there's up and left them a year ago, and never seen them since then. Gen has to share everything with them. WE had them for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. I bought them all there gifts. The dad could not afford anything for them. which I could not afford to do it, but how was i supposed to tell them that Santa could bring gifts for gen and not them. Well its count down time, and I can not wait to give my notice. I will miss the little pay, but I wont miss the stress. I will have more time for just gen. Which is how its supposed to be. I feel for them, and the dad. But its time that i stop worrying about everyone else. and there feelings, its time to think about mine.


It was a nice short little trip. We left a day later than planned, so that we could miss rush hour holiday weekend traffic. Ended up comping home hours early due to the rain. It won, I could not take anymore of the wet, cold windy weather. Came home to my nice and warm house. It was a fun camping trip. I for the first time ever walked to the end of Bar View Jetty, always wanted to do it, but never was prepared for it, Gen was to little, or i had on the wrong shoes. Its something that's rocky  and you need to be prepared. Hubby caught six fish Saturday night. Ended up with four being baby s  and tossing them. Then  Sunday it was just the 3 of us all weekend really. It was nice and weird at the same time. In past years, and camping trips. The Diaz family would come along to. Well not this year. Last year they came down after us and ended up in another spot. It was weird, and im glade it did not happen again this time. hubby told me Sunday that they might be coming camping, and I was happy, but then sad at the same time. I would have gotten hurt, and did not want to go there. It was nice just us. WE got some family time in, laughed, talked created memories, and took tons of pictures which I will get up soon. It was a start to just us doing the family thing, showing gen that you can have fun with just your family. Not having to worry about feeding someone else, worrying if they are having fun, bored, hungry so on. Then after we got all packed up, which sucked in the rain, and wind. And soaking wet. We took Gen to the Tillamook Cheese factory  and she loved it. No matter how many times you go there. It always feels like the first time. Got our ice cream, and headed home for our two hour drive. Came home to once again more rain. Glade to be in my nice warm house. 

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