Well some big changes have happened that I wanted to share with all of you. I am typing on my brand new laptop computer (it is beautiful-yep I am a geek) from my brand new job that I am so far IN LOVE with. A company that I interviewed with at the same time as AR called me up again recently. It is a company that I fell in love with when I interviewed but they decided at the time they were not ready to hire my position yet. It has been nearly a year since we last spoke and they have grown exponentially and were ready. I on the other hand was not sure if I was ready to make a move. After all I have only been at AR for a year, really was starting to dig my job, and loved my co-workers.
I thought about it, contemplated it, and make the choice to move. It was after LOTS of careful consideration. Weighing all of the pros and the cons. Calling my female posse and polling for opinions. But at the end of it all the decision really just felt right.
So the old crew sent me off with an awesome bon voyage and I will miss them all. But as a I sit here in this office downtown I know that I made the right decision. Wish me luck!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
I clicked next...
I clicked next to check out some of the other bloggers, this is what I found. You have to read this...
http://nikibs.blogspot.com/?expref=next-blog
http://nikibs.blogspot.com/?expref=next-blog
Friday, April 16, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Did I ever think?
That I would imagine every worst case scenario?
That I would cry over a first smile?
Tremble with frustration.
Yell like my mother.
Hear my mother in my voice?
Beam with pride over a lost tooth.
Bite my husband while in labor?
Get peed, pooped, and puked on.
Dry tears of sadness followed by scolding his madness.
Love sleeping with him. Not even mind being kissed by his morning breath.
Think about him every other moment of each and every day.
Wish him to be old.
Wish him to be young.
Wonder how that even tastes good?
Not care if he uses my toothbrush.
Irritated if he ruins my chapstick.
Scold my husband for being a crabby daddy but turn around and do worse.
Love the sound of his laughter.
Dance parties are a must.
Time outs are often.
Just some random thoughts as I think back to the day Anthony was born and I had NO idea what was in store for me. Beginning with labor. Today he turns 6 years old. SIX. My baby is six years old and even though I keep saying it I just cannot believe it. There are days I wish him to be 18 and there are days I wish him to be a newborn.
As you are growing up you hear the adults repeatedly say that it just goes by way too fast. It really does. It feels like yesterday that Erik and I were in the hospital room shaking with the unknown. There is just no way to prepare a new parent with what is to come. I often tell people that you really don't know what life is all about until you have a child, for me that is really when I started living and seeing the big picture. You look at everything with such a different perspective, your life is not about you anymore and it never will be again.
I would not trade all that comes with for ANYTHING in this world.
Happy Birthday Anthony!! Congrats on getting that big boy tooth out and for literally not being hit by a bus this week. Just know that I am here for you no matter what but be patient with me because I am only human. We are going to take this ride one day at a time and enjoy it. I love you buddy! xoxo
That I would cry over a first smile?
Tremble with frustration.
Yell like my mother.
Hear my mother in my voice?
Beam with pride over a lost tooth.
Bite my husband while in labor?
Get peed, pooped, and puked on.
Dry tears of sadness followed by scolding his madness.
Love sleeping with him. Not even mind being kissed by his morning breath.
Think about him every other moment of each and every day.
Wish him to be old.
Wish him to be young.
Wonder how that even tastes good?
Not care if he uses my toothbrush.
Irritated if he ruins my chapstick.
Scold my husband for being a crabby daddy but turn around and do worse.
Love the sound of his laughter.
Dance parties are a must.
Time outs are often.
Just some random thoughts as I think back to the day Anthony was born and I had NO idea what was in store for me. Beginning with labor. Today he turns 6 years old. SIX. My baby is six years old and even though I keep saying it I just cannot believe it. There are days I wish him to be 18 and there are days I wish him to be a newborn.
As you are growing up you hear the adults repeatedly say that it just goes by way too fast. It really does. It feels like yesterday that Erik and I were in the hospital room shaking with the unknown. There is just no way to prepare a new parent with what is to come. I often tell people that you really don't know what life is all about until you have a child, for me that is really when I started living and seeing the big picture. You look at everything with such a different perspective, your life is not about you anymore and it never will be again.
I would not trade all that comes with for ANYTHING in this world.
Happy Birthday Anthony!! Congrats on getting that big boy tooth out and for literally not being hit by a bus this week. Just know that I am here for you no matter what but be patient with me because I am only human. We are going to take this ride one day at a time and enjoy it. I love you buddy! xoxo
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
A moment of horror...
Today we woke up to a week of getting back into action. Anthony had last week off for Easter so he was excited to get back to school and see all of his friends. He has a very wiggly tooth that he was eager to show off to his classmates. We get ready and go through the motions this morning just like we do every Monday morning.
The bus picks Anthony up at the end of our driveway on the opposite side of the road. Every morning the bus pulls up, he sees it from our entryway, and crosses the street in front of bus every time. Today the bus pulled up and I could tell it was a different driver than normal. Anthony sees the bus and heads for it. I see the two neighbor boys who live on the other side of the street get on the bus. I then see the stop sign attached to the bus start to retreat back. I realize that the bus driver does not see that Anthony is coming across the street. It was like in slow motion, a scream came out of my body that I did not even know existed. I could see in plain view that she did not see him and the bus starts to pull forward. He is right in front of it, less than 5 feet and the bus is moving slowly forward. There is nothing I could have gone to stop it from where I was at. It was the worst feeling I have ever had.
Just as soon as she pulls forward she stops. Anthony has no idea anything has just happened because he was just focused on getting on the bus like he normally does. The bus driver waves to me because at this point I know she sees me in the entry way with a look of absolute horror across my face. I see her wave straight ahead and realize that my neighbor Kristin most likely pointed out that Anthony was in front of her when she took off. I am still shaken by it.
I called the school as well as the bus company to let them know what happened. The dispatcher at the bus company responded by telling me that they will make sure when there is a sub they will have it clearly stated on the route that there is a child crossing the street to get on the bus at our stop. When I called in I thought I had calmed myself but I started to sob.
Life can change in blink of an eye. My worst nightmare unfolded before my eyes. Thankfully it went the right way but I keep replaying the scenario over and over in my head. Our children are our everything. Today the dirty socks on the floor don't matter; the kool-aid stains on the carpet are minor. I am just so thankful to be able to celebrate my soon to be 6 year olds birthday on Thursday this week and play in the sandbox when I get home. I have no idea what I would have done if it went the other way. I just can't shake it.
The bus picks Anthony up at the end of our driveway on the opposite side of the road. Every morning the bus pulls up, he sees it from our entryway, and crosses the street in front of bus every time. Today the bus pulled up and I could tell it was a different driver than normal. Anthony sees the bus and heads for it. I see the two neighbor boys who live on the other side of the street get on the bus. I then see the stop sign attached to the bus start to retreat back. I realize that the bus driver does not see that Anthony is coming across the street. It was like in slow motion, a scream came out of my body that I did not even know existed. I could see in plain view that she did not see him and the bus starts to pull forward. He is right in front of it, less than 5 feet and the bus is moving slowly forward. There is nothing I could have gone to stop it from where I was at. It was the worst feeling I have ever had.
Just as soon as she pulls forward she stops. Anthony has no idea anything has just happened because he was just focused on getting on the bus like he normally does. The bus driver waves to me because at this point I know she sees me in the entry way with a look of absolute horror across my face. I see her wave straight ahead and realize that my neighbor Kristin most likely pointed out that Anthony was in front of her when she took off. I am still shaken by it.
I called the school as well as the bus company to let them know what happened. The dispatcher at the bus company responded by telling me that they will make sure when there is a sub they will have it clearly stated on the route that there is a child crossing the street to get on the bus at our stop. When I called in I thought I had calmed myself but I started to sob.
Life can change in blink of an eye. My worst nightmare unfolded before my eyes. Thankfully it went the right way but I keep replaying the scenario over and over in my head. Our children are our everything. Today the dirty socks on the floor don't matter; the kool-aid stains on the carpet are minor. I am just so thankful to be able to celebrate my soon to be 6 year olds birthday on Thursday this week and play in the sandbox when I get home. I have no idea what I would have done if it went the other way. I just can't shake it.
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