Singing to YMCA and other stuff.

We had such a great weekend as a family together. Currently though, I’m with my feet up and laptop in my lap, listening to Spotify, while a 70’s playlist plays, writing this post. My husband is playing on the XBox and giving me crazy looks as I sing along with Y.M.C.A. Honestly, it’s a scene I’m pretty used to. I’m a big goof ball and I get weird looks from my kids often. I don’t mind, and one day, they will remember back to the mom who danced and sang like nobody was watching while vacuuming/doing dishes/doing anything really. Isn’t that a way cooler image to have of your mom than it being one that isn’t pleasant at all? I think so.

This weekend also marks my husband (you will get to know him as BP)  and I being married for one month. While I am definitely not the girl who remembers and has to celebrate every single life event that happens between BP and I, this was just a cool reminder of what we did one month ago. A few short years ago, if you had talked to me, you would have found a women much different. I was sad and lonely, hardened by so many past failures and pains. My way to cope was to retreat into the protective shell of my small apartment and protect me and my kids from any sort of possible pain. We’ve been through a lot, and that’s really putting it mildly.

Enter the man I now get to call my husband! I had a POF (plenty of fish) account and really had very little success with it up until that point. My profile just happened to say at the very end of it; “If you know the reason why I would love to own a ’67 Chevy Impala, you need to message me immediately!” He did, and as they say, the rest is history. We’ve had our own struggles already. BP has never been married or had kids, and he’s just a tad younger than I am. None of those things mattered to me, but they still bring about a different growth for all of us. He’s sacrificed things, he’s became the main breadwinner in our home because of my own problem currently with finding a job that fits our family, he’s figuring out how to play the role of a father figure to my two kids who have really never had an active father in their lives, other than my own dad. He’s caring and kind to me. He makes me feel alive and he treats me like a queen. He genuinely wants to build a life with me and the minions. He’s not perfect, but he’s perfect for me, and we both are growing every single day into the best possible spouses, parents and human beings we can be.

My favorite tattoo BP has, and had this picture taken the day we got married. I love it!
My favorite tattoo BP has, and had this picture taken the day we got married. I love it!

Am I lucky or what? I think I am! Of course, we have our bad days. Today actually hasn’t been super great in our house. I’ve been sick with a head cold for days and I still am not very much better. I’ve actually not been feeling well for quite some time now. Body aches, constant tiredness, headaches almost daily, all of which are making me grumpy and irritable. My youngest minion has also been sick at the same time, and was in the ER a few nights ago because we couldn’t get his asthma under control. It’s scary and tiresome to not only never feel like you are at your 100%, but also have a child that is never really there either. Tensions have been a bit high recently, and I know with summer break coming in one week (OI, I’m just not ready) I need to be better on my game. We bicker and nitpick, and we are going to have to get on the same page. But, I keep being reminded every single day how much he loves me, how much he loves my kiddos and I am grateful.

I don’t have any wise words, though sometimes I fake it until I make it on advice. I think everyone does. What I do have is a great husband, great children, a wonderful support system around me, and a few people who knock me on my tush when I need them to. I’m truly blessed.

My question to others, I even ask my kids this to get them thinking is this; Have you made somebody smile today? Have you passed along more happiness than grumpiness? Do people know how blessed you are just by your behavior? These are the questions I have been asking myself, my husband and my kiddos pretty regularly and maybe they are annoyed by them, but maybe my words make an impact on them, which means they are making an impact elsewhere too.

I‘m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you want to make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change.”

Michael Jackson

This is hanging in my kids school, and I love it! MJ fan here....Don't hate....appreciate!
This is hanging in my kids school, and I love it! MJ fan here….Don’t hate….appreciate!



3 thoughts on “Singing to YMCA and other stuff.

  1. You absolutely rock!! 😉 I can say that your perspective is an amazing one and God has you, no matter what uncertainty may lie ahead! The stressful times can definitely take a toll on us and it’s so hard to not take it out on those closest to us! (I’m taking my own advice on this, too lol..) Super excited for you and thankful for your new platform to share! Xoxoxo

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    1. Thank you, Megan! I’m a work in progress, including my own journey with God, and I’ve been trying so hard to change my perspective and attitude. Every day is a new battle, and I’m a fighter. I really appreciate you, and your awesome friend juju and cheerleader-ness! You are the one who rocks, my friend! 😀


  2. Awesome! Great job I am in total understanding. My husband and I are still the same way after 11yrs of marriage. I am a huge Michael Jackson fan and that song is one of my #1. My kids do the same thing to me. I listen to music while I clean and they just laugh when the duster or Broomstick become my microphone. Love the blog and keep them coming. 😊

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