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Western North Dakota , United States
My husband, Allen, and I are high school sweet hearts. We started dating Sep.99'- I kind of followed Allen home one day, and never did leave, is Allen's story. November 02' we were engaged, and on November 22,2003 - we were married. Having been married for 6 years in 2009, marked the 5th year we had been trying to start our family. With the referral of a Fertility Specialist from a friend, our IUI attempts ended up being a complete success despite my doubts. We welcomed our sweet little girl, Hayleigh into the world on June 30,2010 at 6:28am after 37wks and 1 day of gestation. She weighed 7lbs 14oz and was 20 in long. We found out that we were Baby #2 on April Fool's Day- a complete surprise! Reid Allen was born 11/13/12 3:24am 9lbs 8.2oz 21", after 38wks 5 days. Our 3rd baby, Eva Jane, was born on April 19, 2015 after suffering a pregnancy loss June of 2014. We are currently anxiously awaiting baby #4 due 2 days before Eva's birthday, so we are having Irish Twins! Our family is so blessed and happy to be growing!

Friday, January 23, 2015

Grouchy Mama Bear

Tonight I'm trying something new, and posting from our ipad instead of the laptop. I need to vent tonight and I don't really feel like fighting the computer, so I'm doing the poke n type.

I haven't been in the greatest spirits or mood today. I got the info to get Hayleigh's pre-registrations one here in 2 weeks. Not happy about that at all. I've had people irritating me with mooching and weirdness, and I'm going to have to go grocery shopping solo next week - shoot me now. On top of all of that, we've been potty training Ellie still. I'm soooooo over puppies.

I'm just really not in a good mood and even Eva knows it from her protests or kicking and thumping me.

On a different note, I'm fed up with photography, yet kind of relieved or excited to be doing our own newborn/maternity pics this time around. I'm even getting geared up for a maternity boudoir session just for me since I can do this with just me and Allen in the comfort of our own home. I've been getting props ready, ordering new for Eva and studying up on editing and shooting newborns again.  On the fed up part, I'm glad I've stepped back from the business end and really I'm just done taking pics for others in general. There is soo much time and effort I put into it all that I really don't get back anything in return. Just easier to do just ours and save my time and stress with it all. I know it sounds not so nice of me but I just don't want to do it anymore. I've never had anyone go out of their way for me on things like this and I'm just sick of giving over and over again I guess. Someone else can take time to learn buy and edit in my opinion.

In the midst of being grouchy I guess you can call it, I did some much needed cleanup of my friends list on Facebook. There's people who aggravate me or drive me crazy and people who creep that don't say a word until I post something that really upsets me then they put their 2 cents into it against what's making me upset. Please just stay in your little muddy hole and don't speak like you have been doing for the past 4 months. Just continue to be a silent troll. That's what I wish anyway. My hormones right now can't take someone being opposed difficult putting their 2 stupid cents in with me right now without me ready to kill said person.

I'm slightly worried and stressed about oil right now which doesn't help the situation and if someone is opening their mouths about oil that is pretty much a stick of dynamite with me right now. Besides the oil talk there are people my husband works with I could really strangle some days as well. I'm just glad this week has ended on a better note than it started with. I kind of wish he didn't tell me as much as he does- which I've learned is a lot more than what majority of husbands tell, but if he ever has a heart attack or stroke because of the stress and stupid from work, I want to know who I need to go after. I'm Mrs Jack the Bear after all and if everyone thinks my husband is the mean bear I'm sorry to say they are wrong. Some days I think about my mom and how everyone fears her for what she would do if they really made her mad. I've come to the conclusion that when it would actually come to really doing something I'm either more hard headed than her or more spiteful to actually carry it out. Allen laughs and calls me little Sue when I get mad. Boy you can tell how grouchy I am tonight talking about my levels of meanness.

Ending on all of that, I think it's time for some much needed ice cream, cookies, and a good sad movie for me tonight with hopes of rolling out of bed tomorrow in a better mood.

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