Anniversary

I am in a mood today. I guess I took the bitch pill when I woke up this morning. Maybe it is the lack of sleep I have gotten this past week and a half, or the fact that I have only worked out once in the past week and a half. I'm not sure, but I hope I am out of this funk by tomorrow.

Today I have been married for two years. I can't believe it. In the past two years, I have finished college, planned a wedding, moved to Maryland, moved to Fort Hood, had a baby boy, endured my first deployment, and moved back home (which I do not recommend!).

I am celebrating my Anniversary alone, Grey fell asleep on me at 7:15. Now, I am drinking wine, and writing this blog. What a loser! I hope next year's anniversary is much better. Last years was not good. Being our first anniversary I thought my husband would go all out, and get me a pair of diamond earrings, since I had been hinting at them for about 2 months. Nope, he printed out a picture of a night stand that he wanted, and gave it to me. My feelings were so hurt. I worked so hard to put his present together, a black watch he wanted from Fossil, and a nice card. I wrapped it up all pretty, wrote him a sweet note. I got a picture of a night stand. We went to Olive Garden, which I didn't mind because at 6 months pregnant thats all I wanted to eat. This year, I got yellow tulips after much conversation with the florist. They were all out of white tulips. I tried to cancel the order, but since I wasn't David Jackson I didn't have that power. Now, I have tulips that represent cheerfulness. I don't have much to cheer about these days. I am hoping for a special meaningful anniversary next year.

I guess I will stop bitching!

Happy New Year!!!

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I have a rant today! Yesterday I went to the store to pick up a few items for Grey's birthday party. After getting his invitations, I saw a cute baby boutique, and decided to go in and check out their sale. As I was looking around, the owner came up to me to tell me how cute Grey was (she was trying to get a sale out of me!).
After all her bull shit compliments, she said, "He must be almost one."
I smiled politely and said, "No, he is only eight months." Her reaction, "WOW, he is a BIG boy!"

I wanted to slap this lady who told me her children weighed only 15 and 16 pounds at the age of one. Every child is different, and no my baby is not huge. He is almost 20 pounds, and the doctor told me he is on track with his weight. I am tired of people coming up to me constantly, and telling me how my baby is so huge. If you think my baby is fat keep it to yourself because I don't care!

Happy Holidays

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I have been recently inspired to start a blog about Motherhood thanks to Momverstation.com. It is a fabulous site where mothers talk about issues that all mothers face. So, I have decided to share my stories, struggles, and accomplishments as a mother.

It was Grey's First Christmas this year. I took this task very seriously to make this Christmas as special as possible. So, this meant running around like a chicken with its head cut off to get the perfect wrapping paper, ribbon, name tags, stocking, plate for santa's cookies, and oranament. I am a perfectionist, and this causes me lots of stress. I wish I could just be laid back, and not worry about everything going perfectly, but that wouldn't be me. All in all, running around like a crazy woman paid off. Grey loved unwrapping presents, and all his new toys.

Grey and I are looking forward to the new year. This new year will bring David home for eighteen whole days, and for at least a year in September. Rumor is that the Battilion will be home for good in June, but with the Army you can't believe anything until it is happening.

I can't wait to share more stories with you all!