For anyone that lives in Texas you know what I am talking about... Fall! The horrid season that can never find a good temperature to stay at. Some days its hot, some days its cold, some days its both. With this "wonderful" time of year comes the dreaded runny nose and cough. My poor little Jacob has Bronchitis and I have Laryngitis. We are both sick and its 80 degrees out today. How is this possible? Well folks we live in Texas, the state I like to refer to as BIPOLAR. Texas is the only state where it can rain, snow and be sunny all in a 24 hour period. You know that its that time of year because when you go to the doctor's office, the waiting room is full and everyone has a klennex in their hands. It is simply awful and the fact that tomorrow it will be 54 degrees is disheartening. It is good though, that Thanksgiving will be cold because it should be.
Greg and I will be traveling to his families for Thanksgiving. Ah, the life of a married woman. I am sure all you married women know what I am talking about, splitting of the holiday with both families. Thanksgiving is a time where people travel far, very far to visit relatives they only see once a year and in that time they realize why they only visit them once a year. No in all honesty I am excited about visiting Greg's family. They are all so nice and none of them have really met Jacob yet. It should be exciting, as long as Jacob stays well enough.
So as the holidays approach just remember that you can't choose your family but you can choose when to leave after dinner.... hahaha.... I am just kidding!! Let us all be thankful for everything we have in our lives, even our relatives!
Happy Thanksgiving
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Learning to Share My Love
After Jacob was born my whole life changed. I no longer was taking care of myself, I was taking care of another life. A helpless life who can't feed himself, change himself or move himself. My whole life was centered around caring for him. I jumped right into Motherhood without any hesitation. I have wanted to be a mommy for as long as I can remember. The day Jacob was born was the happiest moment of my life. As the months past I noticed Greg and I began to fight... a lot. More so then we had ever fought before. Instead of trying to figure out why we were fighting we ignored it and continued on with life. I have been staying home with Jacob and we have bond that is unbreakable. He is the love of my life and I couldn't imagine my life without my little monkey. Greg and I continued to fight but I didn't really care because I had Jacob. All these months I had blamed Greg, he wasn't doing this right or was pulling us apart. Never in a million years would I realize it was I who was pulling us apart. A month and a half ago I was so fed up I was ready to leave. Then I looked down at Jacob. I know what it is like not having your father there all the time and I didn't want that for him. I stopped and looked at Greg and told him that we needed to figure out problems out and quick. Over the last month I had done a lot of soul searching. I finally started thinking that maybe it wasn't Greg, it was me. But I had Jacob, I deserved the attention and love. That was my thinking anyway. It had been my thinking for 6 months.
At that point I realized it wasn't Greg. He hadn't changed at all, he was still the loving, caring man I had married 1 year and a half ago. I changed, and not for the better. I lost site of Greg, and concentrated on Jacob. Jacob had replaced Greg instead of joining our family. I didn't know how to share my love with both Jacob and Greg. I only knew how to be a mommy. I forgot how to be his wife, his partner, his friend. I put Jacob first in my life and that is where Greg should have been. Greg felt left out, he didn't have the bond with Jacob that I had. He didn't have a bond with me either. He felt that he wasn't important and jealous of Jacob. I realized I had made him feel that way and it wasn't my intention. I was ready to be a mommy but wasn't ready to share my time between being a wife and a mommy.
I have changed all my actions and Greg and I are better then ever. I made sure that when Jacob was asleep Greg felt important. I am doing all I can to include him in Jake's daily routine that I am so used to. He is number one in my life again just as he should be.
I shared my story because I wanted to let other moms out there that maybe having the same problem that it is normal. I also want moms who are pregnant to know not to forget there husbands. It is so easy to replace them with out children. We are woman and don't know any better. If you feel that you are neglecting your husband take a minute after the baby goes to sleep and have some time together with out the TV or computer. 5 minutes will go a long way. Remember that having a baby doesn't mean your marriage is over, it means you have to work a little harder to keep it together.
At that point I realized it wasn't Greg. He hadn't changed at all, he was still the loving, caring man I had married 1 year and a half ago. I changed, and not for the better. I lost site of Greg, and concentrated on Jacob. Jacob had replaced Greg instead of joining our family. I didn't know how to share my love with both Jacob and Greg. I only knew how to be a mommy. I forgot how to be his wife, his partner, his friend. I put Jacob first in my life and that is where Greg should have been. Greg felt left out, he didn't have the bond with Jacob that I had. He didn't have a bond with me either. He felt that he wasn't important and jealous of Jacob. I realized I had made him feel that way and it wasn't my intention. I was ready to be a mommy but wasn't ready to share my time between being a wife and a mommy.
I have changed all my actions and Greg and I are better then ever. I made sure that when Jacob was asleep Greg felt important. I am doing all I can to include him in Jake's daily routine that I am so used to. He is number one in my life again just as he should be.
I shared my story because I wanted to let other moms out there that maybe having the same problem that it is normal. I also want moms who are pregnant to know not to forget there husbands. It is so easy to replace them with out children. We are woman and don't know any better. If you feel that you are neglecting your husband take a minute after the baby goes to sleep and have some time together with out the TV or computer. 5 minutes will go a long way. Remember that having a baby doesn't mean your marriage is over, it means you have to work a little harder to keep it together.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Fires only leave Ashes
There are so many events in our lives that shape us to be the people we are. These events that we experience change our lives forever. I have so many of those this past year. The day I got pregnant changed my life drastically forever, the day I gave birth was the happiest day of my life but there was one event in between those that I can recall so vividly and it changed the way I think about everything.
If I recall it was February 13th 2010, around 2 am. I was just under 7 months pregnant and still able to sleep comfortably. Greg and I were fast asleep in bed when we had a loud knock on our door. Greg told me to stay in bed since it was 2 am and who knows who it was. I don't listen well and got up, put my robe on and walked in the living room. There were two police officers standing at my door and my heart dropped. What could they possibly want at 2 in the morning? At this point my head went through all the worst case scenarios: Someone died, someone was in accident, I was getting arrested. They asked if Meghan Wheeler lived here and I spoke up behind Greg. They then proceeded to tell me that my "mother's" house had caught on fire and that it had burnt down. I was instructed to go pick up my "grandfather" from the neighbors and that my "mother" was on her way to the ER via ambulance. At this point I was very confused. My mother and grandmother live in the same city but they never speak so I was confused as to why my grandfather would be at the mother's house. At that point I asked about my step-father and my younger brother. The officers said there were only two people inside the house. Still very confused I closed the door and tried to rationalize what just happened. If I had been smart and thinking straight I would have asked for the address. But I wasn't think straight so I went into the bedroom to get dressed and while doing so checked my phone to see if I had any missed calls. Sure enough there were 3. One from dispatch at the fire department saying my "grandmother's" house had caught on fire and that she was headed to the ER. She then proceeded to give me the address. The other two were from my grandmother telling me where she was and that my grandfather needed to be picked up. Greg and I split up, he went to pick up Grandpa and I headed to the hospital.
On my drive there, I called my father and told him what was going on. He told me to keep him posted and he would be up first thing in the morning. I walked into the emergency and into my grandma's room. She had black ash and smoke all over her face. They were watching her because she had inhaled a lot of smoke. I asked her what happened and she proceeded to tell me. She and Grandpa both woke up about the same time to use the bathroom. This is odd because they sleep in separate rooms. After the bathroom she said she heard some popping and crackling noises. She went out into the living room to see what was going on. The smoke detectors had not gone off and there wasn't any smoke in the house. She went to the door to the garage and instead of feeling like we all learned in elementary school, she opened it right up. The flames and smoke went right over her head and the back draft began. She got Grandpa out of the house and when they walked outside an off duty firefighter was already on his way into the her house. He was driving to work and noticed the smoke and fire from the garage and called 911 and proceeded to try to get anyone who might be in there out. I sat quiet in her room trying to regroup and understand all she had told me. The fire had started in the garage but the alarms never went off. My grandmother had just watched her house, her life, all her belonging burn before her eyes. Overall she was taking it pretty well. The doctor came in and said they were going to keep her for observation to make sure she was okay. Just then, my phone rang, it was Greg. He had gotten to the house and gotten to my grandpa. He said that the house was gone, there was nothing left. I guess I thought he was over exaggerating, he does that often because I didn't really believe him that the house was gone.
I told my grandma the house was gone and she just sat in disbelief. Greg was going to take my grandpa to get some warm clothes and shoes and would be at the hospital soon. Grandma was transferred to the observation floor and shortly after Greg arrived. We decided to leave and grab some breakfast and then I wanted Greg to take me to the house. I wanted to be able to prepare my grandma for whatever was there. I didn't want her to see it, not until I knew what it was. We pulled up to the house and all I could do was cry. Greg wasn't exaggerating, the house was gone. There was nothing. You could see from the garage straight to the other side. There were some fire fighters still on the scene. They were waiting for the fire marshal to come investigate the cause. I remember the smell mostly, it was the worst smell. The concrete was buried in ash and water. It was black, as was the brick and the few wooden beams left. Grandma's car was completed gutted, all that was left was the metal frame. It was a horrific site, one that I hope to never see again. I called my mom to let her know what was going on. Even though my mom and grandma didn't get along my mom was very sympathetic and started crying on the phone. We decided it was time to return to the hospital. Now that I knew what the house was like, I could try and prepare my grandma for what was coming. I knew I didn't want to be the one that took her to the house so I decided I would leave that to my father when he got into town. I grabbed Grandma some clothes from the store and headed back to the hospital.
Once there I tried to explain to her what was left which was nothing and that for now, we were going to go to my house until Dad got into town. She agreed because she knew I was exhausted being 7 months pregnant and all and didn't put up a fight. The day went by slow and Dad arrived mid-afternoon. It was crazy trying to get every organized, like where they were going to stay, calling the insurance company, getting them clothes, all the things that we take for granted. Things settled down by the end of the weekend and grandma went back to work Monday morning. Dad stayed for a week or so to get things in order. The decision was made to not rebuild her home because there wasn't anything left and to sell the property.
All in all everything has turned out okay. My grandmother bought a beautiful home that was newer and smaller. She didn't need all that space anymore any way. There were so many memories in that house. My grandmother kept everything. These were things I grew up with and have been in every house she ever lived in. There were dolls, stuffed animals, my books from when I was a kid, every art project I ever made at her house and all sorts of things belonging to my Aunt Marie but now they are all gone, they are ash are irreplaceable. It is hard going into her new house because it doesn't have the same smell, the pictures of me from birth until graduation aren't on her walls, baby pictures of my dad and aunt aren't where they should and her millions of owls that she had all over the house are no where to be found. It doesn't smell like the antiques she had, the furniture is all new and it is so hard sometimes. I have to remember everything happens for a reason and I know that this was one of those situations. It has changed the way I feel about things. I know that living is so much more important than the things we live with. One of the amazing things that happened was the community and how the rallied to help my grandma. The doctor in the hospital came in and opened his wallet and emptied it out for her. He didn't think anything of it, he just did it. It is people like that, that remind you why we try to do good things. I didn't share this on my blog when it happened but I felt I needed to now. I will leave you with a few pictures of the fire and damage.
These were taken by a woman at the fire.
The fire was awful, they are lucky to be alive.
The next morning, the front of the house.
This was the garage on the side of the house.
The is in the middle of the house in the living area.
If I recall it was February 13th 2010, around 2 am. I was just under 7 months pregnant and still able to sleep comfortably. Greg and I were fast asleep in bed when we had a loud knock on our door. Greg told me to stay in bed since it was 2 am and who knows who it was. I don't listen well and got up, put my robe on and walked in the living room. There were two police officers standing at my door and my heart dropped. What could they possibly want at 2 in the morning? At this point my head went through all the worst case scenarios: Someone died, someone was in accident, I was getting arrested. They asked if Meghan Wheeler lived here and I spoke up behind Greg. They then proceeded to tell me that my "mother's" house had caught on fire and that it had burnt down. I was instructed to go pick up my "grandfather" from the neighbors and that my "mother" was on her way to the ER via ambulance. At this point I was very confused. My mother and grandmother live in the same city but they never speak so I was confused as to why my grandfather would be at the mother's house. At that point I asked about my step-father and my younger brother. The officers said there were only two people inside the house. Still very confused I closed the door and tried to rationalize what just happened. If I had been smart and thinking straight I would have asked for the address. But I wasn't think straight so I went into the bedroom to get dressed and while doing so checked my phone to see if I had any missed calls. Sure enough there were 3. One from dispatch at the fire department saying my "grandmother's" house had caught on fire and that she was headed to the ER. She then proceeded to give me the address. The other two were from my grandmother telling me where she was and that my grandfather needed to be picked up. Greg and I split up, he went to pick up Grandpa and I headed to the hospital.
On my drive there, I called my father and told him what was going on. He told me to keep him posted and he would be up first thing in the morning. I walked into the emergency and into my grandma's room. She had black ash and smoke all over her face. They were watching her because she had inhaled a lot of smoke. I asked her what happened and she proceeded to tell me. She and Grandpa both woke up about the same time to use the bathroom. This is odd because they sleep in separate rooms. After the bathroom she said she heard some popping and crackling noises. She went out into the living room to see what was going on. The smoke detectors had not gone off and there wasn't any smoke in the house. She went to the door to the garage and instead of feeling like we all learned in elementary school, she opened it right up. The flames and smoke went right over her head and the back draft began. She got Grandpa out of the house and when they walked outside an off duty firefighter was already on his way into the her house. He was driving to work and noticed the smoke and fire from the garage and called 911 and proceeded to try to get anyone who might be in there out. I sat quiet in her room trying to regroup and understand all she had told me. The fire had started in the garage but the alarms never went off. My grandmother had just watched her house, her life, all her belonging burn before her eyes. Overall she was taking it pretty well. The doctor came in and said they were going to keep her for observation to make sure she was okay. Just then, my phone rang, it was Greg. He had gotten to the house and gotten to my grandpa. He said that the house was gone, there was nothing left. I guess I thought he was over exaggerating, he does that often because I didn't really believe him that the house was gone.
I told my grandma the house was gone and she just sat in disbelief. Greg was going to take my grandpa to get some warm clothes and shoes and would be at the hospital soon. Grandma was transferred to the observation floor and shortly after Greg arrived. We decided to leave and grab some breakfast and then I wanted Greg to take me to the house. I wanted to be able to prepare my grandma for whatever was there. I didn't want her to see it, not until I knew what it was. We pulled up to the house and all I could do was cry. Greg wasn't exaggerating, the house was gone. There was nothing. You could see from the garage straight to the other side. There were some fire fighters still on the scene. They were waiting for the fire marshal to come investigate the cause. I remember the smell mostly, it was the worst smell. The concrete was buried in ash and water. It was black, as was the brick and the few wooden beams left. Grandma's car was completed gutted, all that was left was the metal frame. It was a horrific site, one that I hope to never see again. I called my mom to let her know what was going on. Even though my mom and grandma didn't get along my mom was very sympathetic and started crying on the phone. We decided it was time to return to the hospital. Now that I knew what the house was like, I could try and prepare my grandma for what was coming. I knew I didn't want to be the one that took her to the house so I decided I would leave that to my father when he got into town. I grabbed Grandma some clothes from the store and headed back to the hospital.
Once there I tried to explain to her what was left which was nothing and that for now, we were going to go to my house until Dad got into town. She agreed because she knew I was exhausted being 7 months pregnant and all and didn't put up a fight. The day went by slow and Dad arrived mid-afternoon. It was crazy trying to get every organized, like where they were going to stay, calling the insurance company, getting them clothes, all the things that we take for granted. Things settled down by the end of the weekend and grandma went back to work Monday morning. Dad stayed for a week or so to get things in order. The decision was made to not rebuild her home because there wasn't anything left and to sell the property.
All in all everything has turned out okay. My grandmother bought a beautiful home that was newer and smaller. She didn't need all that space anymore any way. There were so many memories in that house. My grandmother kept everything. These were things I grew up with and have been in every house she ever lived in. There were dolls, stuffed animals, my books from when I was a kid, every art project I ever made at her house and all sorts of things belonging to my Aunt Marie but now they are all gone, they are ash are irreplaceable. It is hard going into her new house because it doesn't have the same smell, the pictures of me from birth until graduation aren't on her walls, baby pictures of my dad and aunt aren't where they should and her millions of owls that she had all over the house are no where to be found. It doesn't smell like the antiques she had, the furniture is all new and it is so hard sometimes. I have to remember everything happens for a reason and I know that this was one of those situations. It has changed the way I feel about things. I know that living is so much more important than the things we live with. One of the amazing things that happened was the community and how the rallied to help my grandma. The doctor in the hospital came in and opened his wallet and emptied it out for her. He didn't think anything of it, he just did it. It is people like that, that remind you why we try to do good things. I didn't share this on my blog when it happened but I felt I needed to now. I will leave you with a few pictures of the fire and damage.
These were taken by a woman at the fire.
The fire was awful, they are lucky to be alive.
The next morning, the front of the house.
This was the garage on the side of the house.
The is in the middle of the house in the living area.Thursday, September 23, 2010
Writing
Not sure if any of you know but I love to write, poems mostly. I have a ton of updates but I am too lazy so instead I thought I would leave you with some poems.
I will wipe your tears and hold your hand
I will write our story in the sand
I will leave the light on all through the night
I will keep on fighting for what is right
I will cherish, honor and always love
I will treasure my gift from up above
I will never let go to our tight bond
I will yours forever and beyond
I will continue to love you every day
I will do it not caring what you say
I will always love without a fear
I will never let go to you my dear
I see your face, it makes me smile
I only wish you stayed awhile
But you’re not mine to have, to hold
Life without you is just plain cold
I hope one day you’ll understand
You marked my heart like prints in sand
You’re brilliant, beautiful and all I need
With your hand, my heart will lead
The day I met you life changed forever
I will not leave you, not now, not ever
Until the end I will always fight
As hard as I can with all my might
I look forward to that special day
When things can finally go our way
I’m incomplete without you here
I hope you know I love you dear
Neither of these are about anyone in particular and neither have titles. I hate coming up with titles. Enjoy them!
I will wipe your tears and hold your hand
I will write our story in the sand
I will leave the light on all through the night
I will keep on fighting for what is right
I will cherish, honor and always love
I will treasure my gift from up above
I will never let go to our tight bond
I will yours forever and beyond
I will continue to love you every day
I will do it not caring what you say
I will always love without a fear
I will never let go to you my dear
I see your face, it makes me smile
I only wish you stayed awhile
But you’re not mine to have, to hold
Life without you is just plain cold
I hope one day you’ll understand
You marked my heart like prints in sand
You’re brilliant, beautiful and all I need
With your hand, my heart will lead
The day I met you life changed forever
I will not leave you, not now, not ever
Until the end I will always fight
As hard as I can with all my might
I look forward to that special day
When things can finally go our way
I’m incomplete without you here
I hope you know I love you dear
Neither of these are about anyone in particular and neither have titles. I hate coming up with titles. Enjoy them!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
I am tired...
I think motherhood has caught up to me because I am tired all the time now. I don't know if all the late night feedings are catching up or just the exhaustion from my busy baby but I am so tired. I could sleep all day and night for 2 days straight and I still think I would be exhausted. Mom, Jacob and I went on a vacation last week and that was tiring. He was such a handful and it was a long drive to Branson. It was great spending time with Mom and Jacob but now I feel the need to go on vacation to recoup from my vacation. Jacob has been going non-stop now. He is constantly moving and trying to crawl. He can almost sit up on his own which is so crazy. I can't believe my baby is growing up so fast.
I think I am going through a phase. I am constantly wanting to go out and hang with friends and have a few drinks. Maybe it because I missed out on being 21 since I was pregnant but I feel so guilty with Jacob and knowing that I have him and no matter how late I stay out, he still gets up at 5 am. It is hard being a young mom, I never knew it until now. I love him with all my heart and wouldn't trade him for the world, but it is so hard. I feel like I am letting him down by going out and having fun.
I have a lot of things going on right now and I don't want to go into details but if everyone could say a prayer for me that would be great. I am very confused and need some guidance and help.I don't know how things will turn out, but good or bad I want to know I have the support of my friends. Who knew that all these life changing events could be so difficult? Jacob is my little light that lights all the dark spaces I have right now and he is just amazing. I really hope everyone is having a good week and TGIF tomorrow, don't know if I could have made it another day. Oh Greg and I are going out of town this weekend for my best friends wedding. Should be fun, since we are going without Jacob. We shall see!!!
I think I am going through a phase. I am constantly wanting to go out and hang with friends and have a few drinks. Maybe it because I missed out on being 21 since I was pregnant but I feel so guilty with Jacob and knowing that I have him and no matter how late I stay out, he still gets up at 5 am. It is hard being a young mom, I never knew it until now. I love him with all my heart and wouldn't trade him for the world, but it is so hard. I feel like I am letting him down by going out and having fun.
I have a lot of things going on right now and I don't want to go into details but if everyone could say a prayer for me that would be great. I am very confused and need some guidance and help.I don't know how things will turn out, but good or bad I want to know I have the support of my friends. Who knew that all these life changing events could be so difficult? Jacob is my little light that lights all the dark spaces I have right now and he is just amazing. I really hope everyone is having a good week and TGIF tomorrow, don't know if I could have made it another day. Oh Greg and I are going out of town this weekend for my best friends wedding. Should be fun, since we are going without Jacob. We shall see!!!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Baby Doesn't Care if Your Sick
So this isn't the first time I have felt sick since I had Jacob but I think this is the first time where I have felt so awful I didn't want to get out of bed. Before Jacob came, if I was sick, I stayed in bed, I slept and didn't really have to do too much. Now with Jacob he still gets up at 7 am to eat and still wants to be played with all day and although he has been an angel while I have felt bad, it really doesn't matter to him that I am sick. He still needs to be fed and changed. This is the first time I can honestly say that motherhood is hard. Yes sleepless night are difficult but you get used to it. This is truly hard because I am sick, I am very tired and all I want to do is lay in bed and I can't. As soon as I would close my eyes for a nap, Jacob would wake up and need a bottle. I thank God for Greg though because he came home, saw how exhausted I was and let me nap for an hour and a half. After a 9 hour day he came home and played with Jacob and cleaned the house while I slept. Hopefully I will be able to sleep tonight but I am not counting on it. I haven't slept the whole night through in a week. Jacob is sleeping through the night but I'm not.
It is going to be a long weekend. My dad is in town for a few days helping my grandparents move into their new house. Jacob has his 4 month appointment on Monday and I have a check up too! Hopefully all will go well. Sunday will hopefully be filled with a whole lot of nothing!! We are trying to find a home for our cat Shadow but I don't see that happening so we will probably take him to a shelter. It is sad but he has just become a handful and I can't care for all the cats and Jacob. All in all though it should be a good weekend. I just want to feel better and hopefully I will!!
It is going to be a long weekend. My dad is in town for a few days helping my grandparents move into their new house. Jacob has his 4 month appointment on Monday and I have a check up too! Hopefully all will go well. Sunday will hopefully be filled with a whole lot of nothing!! We are trying to find a home for our cat Shadow but I don't see that happening so we will probably take him to a shelter. It is sad but he has just become a handful and I can't care for all the cats and Jacob. All in all though it should be a good weekend. I just want to feel better and hopefully I will!!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Teeth, Work, and Formula Oh My!
Well this week Jacob got his first two teeth. They came in on the bottom and I can't believe my little baby has teeth already, and not just one, but TWO!! He is just growing up a little too fast for me. I also just put more clothes in the box of too small. That made me sad because I feel like he only wore them once. Hopefully since 12 months has a larger range they will last longer.
I have been doing a lot of research for work from home but man, it seems nowadays everything is a scam. When Greg and I talked about me going back to work, it seemed like a great idea until we found out how much it was going to cost to put Jacob in childcare. We quickly realized that I would be only be working so he could be watched. Didn't seem very logical to us so we gave up on that idea. So I figured if I could work from home I could make money and be home with him but nothing seems legit. It either costs a ton to start or you have to sell things to your friends. I know that my friends would hate me if I was down their throats about selling things so that's a no go.
We did get some government help this last week from a program called WIC, Women, Infants and Children. It gives us a card which gives a monthly balance of groceries we are allotted. It doesn't cover everything but it covers formula which costs the most and milk which is awesome. All in all I think we will be saving quite a bit of money on this program. When Jacob turned 6 months though we will no longer get milk, cheese and eggs, only formula and baby food. But we get that until he turns 1 so that is good. I only wish I had jumped on this band wagon sooner. The appointment was very quick and they took Greg's income into account and since I really don't work we got approved easily. We had physicals which might I add Jacob weighs 16 pounds and 5 ounces. He is such a big boy now!! Then we watched a movie and got our card and we were all set. I have already gone to store and it is super easy. Much easier then I had anticipated.
This month is going to be SUPER busy. This week I work Tuesday, have my Mommy Group over Wednesday, Dad coming into town Thursday and then it's my last weekend with Greg before I go out of town. Jacob, my mom and I leave the 13th for a week vacation to Branson, MO. Hopefully we will have some company up there. Then we come home and on the 28th Greg, Jacob and I have a wedding to go to in Jacksonville TX. My best friend from Middle School is getting married and I am so excited for her. So all in all it is going to be a busy month. Then the kids go back to school and I will no longer being working. Bummer!! I love my kids I take care of. It is going to fly by though I am sure.
Also I had my first social event since I gave birth to Jacob. It was a Bridal Shower for said friend getting married and it was a blast catching up with friends from school. I did leave early because I knew Jacob would be up 6 am sharp and sure enough 6:30 am he was up that next morning. Hopefully as he gets older it will be easier to leave and do girl get together with friends. I am sure it will.
I wasn't going to post any pictures but Greg took one the other day of Jacob and I, and I absolutely love it! SO here is it:
I have been doing a lot of research for work from home but man, it seems nowadays everything is a scam. When Greg and I talked about me going back to work, it seemed like a great idea until we found out how much it was going to cost to put Jacob in childcare. We quickly realized that I would be only be working so he could be watched. Didn't seem very logical to us so we gave up on that idea. So I figured if I could work from home I could make money and be home with him but nothing seems legit. It either costs a ton to start or you have to sell things to your friends. I know that my friends would hate me if I was down their throats about selling things so that's a no go.
We did get some government help this last week from a program called WIC, Women, Infants and Children. It gives us a card which gives a monthly balance of groceries we are allotted. It doesn't cover everything but it covers formula which costs the most and milk which is awesome. All in all I think we will be saving quite a bit of money on this program. When Jacob turned 6 months though we will no longer get milk, cheese and eggs, only formula and baby food. But we get that until he turns 1 so that is good. I only wish I had jumped on this band wagon sooner. The appointment was very quick and they took Greg's income into account and since I really don't work we got approved easily. We had physicals which might I add Jacob weighs 16 pounds and 5 ounces. He is such a big boy now!! Then we watched a movie and got our card and we were all set. I have already gone to store and it is super easy. Much easier then I had anticipated.
This month is going to be SUPER busy. This week I work Tuesday, have my Mommy Group over Wednesday, Dad coming into town Thursday and then it's my last weekend with Greg before I go out of town. Jacob, my mom and I leave the 13th for a week vacation to Branson, MO. Hopefully we will have some company up there. Then we come home and on the 28th Greg, Jacob and I have a wedding to go to in Jacksonville TX. My best friend from Middle School is getting married and I am so excited for her. So all in all it is going to be a busy month. Then the kids go back to school and I will no longer being working. Bummer!! I love my kids I take care of. It is going to fly by though I am sure.
Also I had my first social event since I gave birth to Jacob. It was a Bridal Shower for said friend getting married and it was a blast catching up with friends from school. I did leave early because I knew Jacob would be up 6 am sharp and sure enough 6:30 am he was up that next morning. Hopefully as he gets older it will be easier to leave and do girl get together with friends. I am sure it will.
I wasn't going to post any pictures but Greg took one the other day of Jacob and I, and I absolutely love it! SO here is it:
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