My day. My life. My story…


My baby turned 10 months old today,  my big boy is registered for preschool and I haven’t folded laundry in two weeks.
As I’m writing this, my eyes are dilated from my exam this morning and the letters keep smooshing together!
Time seems to be wizzing on past me this year since Owen was born. With Landon, his first year went by so slow but with two littles now, life is obviously set to a faster pase. Owen has filled our days with constant movement and finding him in crazy, unpredictable situations. He’s been yelling “lanon” a lot lately and it makes me giggle every time. He adores his big bro and shows his love my constantly making him cry. Yes, Owen makes Landon cry. Multiple times a day. They also make each other laugh so hard, Owen usually falls over and smacks his melon. I’ve taken to saying how I want to strap a GoPro to his head so we can see the world through his eyes and you can all truly understand what a day with him consists of.

Landon is turning into quite a prickle bush and testing how far Mama will go before the steam comes out of her ears and her eyeballs pop out of her head.  He constantly asks “why” and that might be my favorite part of this age. The wonder and question he has for the simplest things in the world around him amaze me everyday.
About a month ago, my mom’s cousin passed away very unexpectedly. On the day of the services, I was driving to my parents to drop the boys off with my mom so I could go do my cousin’s hair for the night and Landon asked, “where we going, Mama?” I said, “I’m bringing you to Lolli’s for a little while.” LT:”why?” Mama: “I’m going to go do Monica hair.” LT: “Why?” Mama: “her daddy passed away and I want to make her to feel better” LT: “why?”
at first my reaction was to say “I don’t know” but I did know so I responded to him by saying: “he was sick and couldn’t stay here with us anymore” my sweet little 2 year old said to me “oh, okay Mama. You go do Monica’s hair. I see you later”
My heart hurt. It hurt because I was so proud of how he seemed to understand what I was telling him. He’s a bright little bugger that one!! Which leads me to our decision of enrolling him in preschool in the fall! Andrew and I are extremely excited for him to venture out under someone else’s wing and meet new kids and learn new things. I’m sad I’m not going to have him with me 24/7 but it’ll give me more adventure time with Mr O because like I said…. there is never a dull moment! AND they’re willing to potty train if he continues to boycott it all summer.

I won’t bore you with the laundry situation but it’s truly the worst chore in the world. Andrew keeps thinking that of he throws all the clean clothes on our bed, I’ll fold them. Think again Mr and find another place to sleep because they are now all on your side!

Wednesday marks the little over half way point in our foster/adoption training and we cannot wait to be done. 1) because it’s a lot of looong classes full of tons of info and
2) we want to start helping!
Our family will be growing in size soon as we temporarily welcome children into our home as a safe place to grow while their home life gets some needed changes. I’m sure I’ll be posting lots more on this subject as time goes on.
Bigger family means bigger car and I NEVER EVER thought I’d say that I’d be excited to drive a minivan but I’m ready to join the club! I’m ready for more room and a few cool new features thrown in there too!! Sorry babe, we’ve become a van fam.

It’s currently 9:37, the kitchen is clean, we rearranged the living room (and I freaking love it), both my children are sound asleep and both my husbands (Justin is staying with us this week) went out to play cards so this Mama is pouring some green tea and catching up on Once Upon A Time & Quantico!!

Keep Smiling and thank you for reading! Share with your friends. Xx


Keep him safe and send him home

Tuesday marked 10 years since the Mr and I began dating and not a day goes by that I think how I couldn’t imagine life without him.  We’ve had our fair share of downs, from breakups (that was me, I did the breaking up…. twice) to being out on luck with no job (that was him. for a few years) but our ups are so amazing, they constantly remind us how incredible this life we’re building for ourselves is.
Odd jobs came and went and took over life for quite a while. At 21, with one year left to his degree, Andrew left school and dove into the Police hiring process. Application after application, good results after great results, he never got THE letter. He stuck with it and kept applying. TWO days before our wedding (June 2012) he opened a conditional job offer from NewHaven and NewBritian!!
The next six months were crammed full of psychological tests and background checks, lie detector tests and home visits. (all were incredibly stressful and nerve wracking for both of us) He passed NB psych and background check, within a week he was given a date for his polygraph. We stayed up every night preparing, going over the questions he’d be asked (over and over until we both passed out. drooling.) I was crafting in the basement when he came home from the test and he literally fell into me. He said it was the most violating thing he’s ever been a part of that it actually made him sick. A few weeks later, he went through the same process with NH. This time he was prepared and spanked that tests ass! He came home calm, happy, and knew he passed!
Home visit was next. My turn.  Our appointment was scheduled for 5:00. I had coffee ready (then thought, what if she only likes tea?!) so I ran to get boxes of tea (boxes! of every flavor!), I made stir-fry and I was sitting pretty, ready for the background officer. (one of the officers still teases Andrew that I never offered them something to drink! haha)
5:10. 5:20. (I called the academy to make sure everything was okay) 5:30. (is this a joke?) FIVE : FORTY EIGHT two officers showed up to interview me and poke around the house. (I understand (now) that this whole process is about messing with your head but let’s be real. 48 minutes late?!?!?!?!?)
Anywho. I praised the man I believed would make an incredible police officer and 2 months later in January 2013, he started the Police academy for city of NewHaven (and he looks damn good in that uniform!!!)

Watching him transform throughout his 8 months of training was incredible. To this day, the situations he faces daily, make him stronger, weaker, tougher, calmer, nicer, meaner and above all, thankful. Thankful for the life we have and the opportunity he has to make a mark. Our relationship has become harder, stronger, more stressful but it has made us appreciate every single day.
He wants to help people. He wants to help make a difference. If he can change the life of one person by being there to help them when they need it most- that’s enough. I know I chose him to stand next to everyday but there is no one else i’d want on my side in a time of crisis or a time of need.

When we’re in trouble we call the police. When we’re hurt or scared we call the police. When we get caught doing something wrong, we get angry at the police. When people hurt others and are held accountable, it’s the polices fault. When we need help, when we need a ticket taken care of, we all ask a police officer. What we don’t do is thank them enough! They leave their homes everyday to protect and serve us. They are people. They are husbands, fathers, sons, wives, daughters, they are siblings. They are human.
There are no words to explain the feeling I get when I hear Mr’s jeep pulling into the driveway every night.  I send him off everyday to keep you safe, please keep him safe and send him home to us.

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