Eeek, I've been such a blog slacker! Although, the reason for not posting recently is because I've been so busy! In one month I hosted Colton's 4th birthday, a surprise party for my Dad's 60th, and Braxton 2nd birthday! Holy Parties! It was all so much fun though, and each turned out to be a great success :)
Every year I let the boys pick the theme for their birthday. I asked Colt what he wanted for his birthday this year and he got really excited and said Bob the Builder AND Handy Manny. I thought about each of those for awhile and then decided it would be best just to do a construction theme that would incorporate bullbozers, tools, and all that other stuff ;) So... construction theme it was.
Of course I waited till the very last minute to do anything for the party and was up until 3am the night before. I was making t-shirts, cleaning, decorating etc... Then I got up early to finish getting everything together, make the food, the cake, and the cookies. Thankfully I have an amazing mom who came over to help and worked wonders with the cake and cookies! We had a great time putting it all together!
I will let you check out the pics to see everything for yourself. If you have any questions about specifics or where I got anything just leave a comment or send me a message. I bought a lot of stuff with Amazon Prime and I made the t-shirts.
Enjoy the photos!
All in all, we had such a great day and I think I had the most fun just putting everything together! Like I said above, If you have any questions just comment or shoot me a message!
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Makin’ babies. Pretty simple right?! I mean…we all get how it works. When a man and a woman love each other verrrrryyy much, they share a “special hug” and the stork comes and makes the mommy swallow the baby seed so that it grows in her belly. Or…something along those lines…whatever. The point is that as young women, it was made very clear to us that if we follow the special get married and “do it a lot” plan, a baby pops out 40 weeks later! Not. So. Much.
As a single mother of 8 years who literally got pregnant the VERY MILLISECOND she got off of birth control, I knew for sure that as soon as I got married and got off of my birth control, I was going to be the Michael Jordan of getting pregnant! Slam dunk baby! Except here we are 8 months later with no baby. Wait what?! I don’t understand! I’m totally healthy, we “do it” plenty…AND during my ovulation at that thanks to my handy dandy little smartphone app. Here are my literal one-sided conversations with God. Oh and of course they’re one-sided people…God doesn’t answer with a big earth-shaking booming voice right away! Duh…
Me: OK Lord…I did what you said. I’m married…no more birth control…plenty of marital sex (thanks for that by the way!) Sooo what’s the hold up here?
Me: Umm this is getting annoying. If you give me one more period, I’m throwing a tantrum and I’m NOT going to church on Sunday! Ok…just kidding. Sorry I’m a little PMSy right now. Your fault.
Me: Can we talk about this?! I feel like Spongebob in that episode on his first day of driving school. “I’m ready! I’m ready! I’m ready!” Ugh…this is pathetic…
I look around me and I see so many women I know that are in healthy, stable marriages. They have healthy bodies and are dying to be the most wonderful mother in the world to any little bundle of joy that might be bestowed upon them. It seems so unfair. I know that not everyone is meant for babies…but still! Not cool. Honestly with all of the amazing stories out there about the women who were married for 10 years with no baby and then all of a sudden, a baby shows up on that ultrasound screen one day (I know someone like that), there is still plenty of hope for those that are trying and trying with no apparent success. There IS such a thing as God’s timing and I guess that is supposed to be perfect. Maybe you or your husband are getting ready to move or be promoted at work or about to endeavor on a difficult period and it would just be better to wait a little longer. Who knows!
These are the times that we women need to be supporting each other. Maybe this means going on lots of “girls’ nights” since we all know what happens to those when a screaming, pooping, hungry little angel comes along. Maybe this means allowing them to just talk about it, and get it off of their chest. Or mayyybbee this means holding a monthly pep rally for her husband’s “little men” “Come boys! Swim faster! Swim harder! Go go go!” Just maybe try to wait until everyone is dressed and out of the bedroom first. So awkward.
Either way, I think that the important thing to do is to keep trying, and to not give up! I mean the process of “makin’ babies” is actually pretty fun so if we need to continue THAT cycle for a while longer, I guess it‘s not the worst thing in the world! Enjoy.
It usually takes some convincing to get my husband, Denny to watch a movie. He’s just not a fan. Usually because he’s afraid to invest his valuable time in a plot that he may or may not enjoy. So, I wasn’t surprised when I asked a last week if he wanted to do a popcorn and movie night at home, and I got a big fat no. He said, “I would just rather watch a documentary than an actual movie.” And I said, “Well let’s do that.” And we did. It was so interesting and fun for both of us, we have watched two more since.
Our choices are as random as we are. Living on One Dollar, Tyson, and Mortified Nation. See I told you complete randomness.
Living on One Dollar. Four young friends set out to live on just $1 a day for two months in Guatemala. Armed with only a video camera, they battle extreme conditions of hunger, potential diseases, and extreme financial stress as they attempt to survive life that is a reality for so many.
Holy emotional. Truly a gripping journey these guys embarked on to bring awareness to the desperation and poverty 1.1 billion people suffer around the world. Touching and raw footage that made you feel hopeless and hopeful all at the same time. The bond of the community and seeing those with hardly anything to give, give the most is just plain inspirational. At the end, Denny was like I would so do this. I could see him packing his bags. I actually had crazy dreams that night that he got us a one way ticket to Guatemala and I spent the whole time searching for food.
Tyson. (As in Mike). I am not a boxing fan, but Denny convinced me to watch it with him. It wasn’t all boxing. It had to do more with Tyson’s life from the earliest memories of growing up on the mean streets of Brooklyn, to having it all as Title Champ to losing it all. Abandonment from his mother, death of his greatest mentor, hard work and dedication, physical and mental strength, partying, rape conviction, failed marriage, and six kids later you truly got to see every side (mostly scary sides) of Mike Tyson.
At one point I was petrified of him at another I wanted to give him a hug. There were definitely parts that we uncomefortable to watch. How Tyson spoke of women and his cheating ways. Not ok. Again, crazy dreams. These ones, of course, involved a boxing ring.
Mortified Nation. By far my absolute favorite, and such an amazing initiative. It’s a documentary about adults who share their most embarrassing private childhood writings in front of total strangers. Yes, people reading their old diaries, journal entries, and letters they wrote as teenagers to an audience of people. It was hysterical. I’m not sure if Denny and I have laughed out loud together more. First love, first rejections, first total freak outs retold by the original authors. The mortified nation participants stated how liberating it was to poke fun of their younger selves over events that seemed so important at the time. One girl drew an entire story line of her crush when she was 14 years old. Descriptive pictures of them at the movies, holding hands, walking in a field, riding a horse, swimming in the ocean, getting married. Seriously, classic stuff. Everyone’s story was either so touching or so funny. And this is an initiative with shows throughout the US encouraging people to get up and show their vulnerabilities by sharing captions of their lives back when. Honestly would you ever do this?
I absolutely adore that Denny and I are bonding over these documentaries. Love the conversations that come out of watching these. Send any documentary recommendations our way.