Cleaning Up!

I have had a tough week, to say the least, but I know I need to do something; something that is going to start the process of getting everything together, not get back to the old me because I will never be the same again but to be better. That is a goal I strive for; to always better myself, to come out of situations stronger and more focused. So I started thinking of things that would get me on track again and I have decided on two: First, organize, organize, and organize! Second, craft, craft, and craft! I haven’t started the organizing yet that will begin tomorrow. The crafting though is well on its way! I spent all weekend thrifting to find items to refurbish and spruce up the house. I found some great things and Pinterest has given me amazing ideas. I also headed on over to Michael’s and JoAnns and stocked up on scrapbook items! I completed a few pages to hang around the house and now I am going to start working on a book for Londyn. I will document it every step of the way and I’m going to start posting pictures as well! I have so many ideas for 2012 and I’m beginning my healing process, part of that for me is to bring back balance and creativity and that goes a long way with clearing my mind…

Life is too short....

A tragedy occurred on Monday, December 5, 2011, my daughter Londyn Scarlett Long passed away.  My heart hurts but it also feels comfort in knowing that she is no longer in any kind of pain. In the days before she passed away she was extremely fussy, if she was awake she was crying. We had to continually give her pain medication that coupled with lots of loving and kissing on her.  The night before I stayed up with her until 2 o’clock in the morning and just held her and gave her lots of kisses, she finally calmed down so I put her to bed. When Keith and I woke up the next morning, I checked on her and noticed that she wasn’t breathing and it was not like the times before. I told my Keith to call the Hospice because it didn’t look good. I just sat there and held her and gave her a kiss but I knew that she had passed. I changed her clothes to a fabulous zebra and hot pink onesie, brushed her hair and waited for Hospice to show up. About an hour later her nurse, the spiritual advisor and the social worker showed up. The nurse checked her and said she had passed, so the social worker called the Funeral home and the spiritual asked if he could say a prayer. On a side note, the spiritual advisor is Buddhist can we AWESOME! If you know me you know I love and am completely fascinated with religions and if it’s coming from a place of love and understanding then I’m down. He said his prayer and did a chant, it was very peaceful and beautiful and I will never forget it. Shortly after Hospice left the funeral home showed up to come and get her. They proceeded to tell me how everything works and that they were going to put a little sheet over her and take her to the car. I was like NO SIR; you will not be taking my baby down and in a sheet no less, please. So I got her mink pink blanket from Julie and her little lime green froggie from Sydney and I took her to the car. I still have that image in my head her little face and her strapped down to that gurney but at least she looked cute and had something from home with her.  The rest of the day Keith and I moved around in a bit of a haze, we still took Mason to school and then we just spent some one on one time together.

The next day was a bit different, I had moved on to pissed off. I did not feel like being bothered by anyone or anything. I was so agitated and frustrated, I didn’t want to hear anyone’s condolences, I didn’t want to pray over the phone, I didn’t want a hug, I just wanted people to go kick rocks! I felt like there were a million people crowding in my aura and I needed to breathe and process but I just couldn’t when there were so many voices, opinions and feelings. Then to top it off I wanted to run down to the Oceanside Mortuary, bust through the doors and take my baby. I wanted her to be back home and ASAP.  I just needed everything to stop and be quiet, I got some great advice from Amy & Sydney and I took it. I didn’t talk to anyone else the rest of the day and I just stayed on Pinterest (great place but that’s for another blog) I felt a lot better after that but then the next day we had to go to the funeral home and finalize everything. I was a little pensive, I didn’t know how I would feel or act! This entire time Keith had been a pillar of strength and I have to say I was jealous! All I could think is why can’t I be like that, why do I have to be so mopey and crying ever five minutes. We walk inside, I sit down and immediately start crying, I was like aaahhhh are you kidding me!  But ended up that’s what I needed because after that I was much calmer. Especially when she started talking about what different people do to remember their loved ones, which gave me lots of ideas and now I am stuck on Keepsake Memories and it’s helping me to feel better! It’s making me back track and not only am I making memory items for Londyn, but also for my mother and father who have passed away and Mason as well so in the future he has something to look back on. This is going to be a tough transition but all I can do is take one day at a time, be present, allow the feelings to come and process them in a healthy way and always remember:

Life is short so make memories and document them……

The Toughest, Dirtiest Job...Parenting

Okay so I know, I know, I swore I was going to Blog every day and I have not stuck with itJ But I’m back and ready to go. It’s a new month and I want to start it off right!

I’m a completely open and honest person and right now I’m about to show you what that honesty is all about.  I go back to work in a couple of weeks and friggin’ excited, eek. I have been off of work since the middle of September and good gravy it will be nice to go back because this stay at home mom thing is for the birds! No, I do not mean that in a mean way it’s just, let’s be honest; it’s hard, like really hard. Especially when you have yourself a toddler who is a Chatty Kevin and a husband who is always playing video games and talking about his car. The baby I don’t mind, I look forward to when her and I have a moment alone just to hang out and quietly. The rest of them though, with my constant cleaning, there constant whining, the time-outs and all the questions, good Lord the questions that never, ever end. Oh and I forgot to mention the songs, it’s like every kid show in the free country has the most annoying song with it. Which is cool the first couple of times but then it just make’s you want to rip your ears off after that hundredth time. If I hear, “3^rd, 3^rd in bird, where the birdies meet in the street, singing tweetly tweet,” my ears will literally start bleeding, literally.  It’s like the movie Jennifer Lopez was in, The Back-Up Plan, the dad was explaining to the other dad about parenting. He was like and I’m paraphrasing here, “Parenting is horrible, horrible, horrible, horrible, horrible, so horrible and then something amazing happens. Then it’s horrible, horrible, horrible, horrible, extremely horrible and then something amazing happens.” It really is like that, I don't care what anyone says. The most amazing part about what I’m saying is that there will possibly be a parent who will run across this blog and think, “That woman is so horrible and ungrateful and with all she has going on!” I say to them, quit lying to yourself, you know I’m right! With all that being said parenting is a beautiful thing, it’s an amazing gift that God choose to give to me and I will gladly accept any day of the week. I am constantly in shock and awe that He chose me for this job and that He continues to bless me and my family. Londyn is still here and doing great, Mason is smart as whip and my husband is…well he’s just my husband but he’s awesome in his own right! But new parents beware and I want everyone to heed this advice:

No matter your situation or circumstance, no matter how you became a parent, it is all right to get irritated, tired, angry or fed up. Don't ever let someone tell you otherwise, it does not make you any less greatful for what God has blessed you with or less of a parent. This shit is hard and every day is NOT a walk in the park. Some days you want to run away, like for real, pack all of your shit and leave! There may be some days where you hide and cry in your closet, as you sit on shoeboxes and hold the doorknob SO tight as to where they can’t get in. Or maybe you want to drop them off at a hospital, church or fire station because yes, people they still have that amnesty law. There are even those off times where you want to strip your clothes off, run down the street and scream while pulling your hair. Hoping and praying that someone will see you, call the crazy doctor and lock you up in an institution, so you can get some pills and a mini-vaca. Is that last one too much? Yes…NoJ  But through all that you will not want to change a thing because it’s awesome, there is no love that is greater and you will be rewarded time and time again. I love looking at Mason and giving him kisses, watching him as he grows into a big boy because I swear just yesterday I brought him home. Or listening to him talk about the Che-etahs, there is a little space in there that people don’t normally know about and no I have not corrected him because I think it’s cute, he’ll figure it out. An I won’t even mention how he thinks I’m the bees knees and how he asked me the other day if I was a super hero. Pure awesomeness! Now Miss Scarlett aka Miss Londyn, she’s so beautiful and smart! I know, I know she’s only 2 months but she’s smart I tell you and I’m pushing for her to beat this Chromosome 18. The other day she looked at me wide eyed, with the O mouth like it was her first time seeing me. I don’t know if she was shocked because I didn’t have my wig on or she was excited that my face is finally coming into focus, I’m hoping for the face coming into focus. The love is there and you feel it, even from a newborn, they know what’s up and when they snuggle in close nothing can beat it. Just stay focused, relax, breath, love and know that YOU ARE RAISING PURE AWESOMENESS PEOPLE…