Broom riding, kitchen dancing momma

I miss going to the gym early in the morning with my coffee (and yes water) and B.  It was a good schedule/routine and stress reliever.  My girls coming home, my son needing help and a tootie far away and then.....alas....broken ribs has kept me away much too long.  I found myself resenting that time.(and embracing the fluff)
 I still get up at 330 or 4 am since thats when the "bull in the china shop" i love dearly wakes up to get his very busy day started.  Now i am making lunches, getting dinner started, doing laundry and trying to keep my blogging going so as to not go all out insane. (partial is acceptable)
So the last few mornings as i listened to my music dreading my SSDD  always filled in some way or another with much negativity (why cant people laugh more or say thank you for petes sake?)...i realized i was dancing and smiling.  Lets look at what i do have.  My music, my coffee, two of my babies home and bonus.....Asleep hence.. quiet, dinner ready when i get home most days (i LOVE my crock pot) and did i mention quiet?  just an hour or more but im dancing and realize i can do some squats right?  hmmm  ok God, i gottcha.
My gym has become my kitchen and laundry room.

Had to add that^^^  how true is that?  Do they hear anything else all day but that?  hahaha unless there is money involved or well, nevermind.  Have a great wed! <3  witch out

mean vs honest

People always confuse Mean with misunderstood or honest.  (ok, sometimes twisted and complicated but thats just lil ole me)  Its called boundaries.  Respect them then.....try and set some.    I like me......do you?  You should.  You only get one shot at this life we are blessed with.  There are no do-overs.  Be mean, be firm and be loving while you teach others.

Mom's - an under rated, all consuming love of a job

I read this with my coffee and didnt know if i should laugh or cry but there is def. an emotion or two attached as i go through daily what i do with my babies and have watched my mom/myself/my sister lose my Memom (her mom) and now watching my step mom let go of her mom.  Its so true.  I look at my 2 1/2 year old Tootiebutt grand baby and listen to her say with her hands on my face "i wuv you mimi" and know in the not so near future it will change.  We as mothers dont do any less, actually some days it feels like more but its those damn hugs, and "momma, i love you" or every now and then... a "thank you..though rare".
Im 45 and have had all of those feelings up there.  I suppose its unavoidable.  Circle of life must endure the pain of growth.  some days it just makes me sad. I love no one like my children.  I just recently told someone if you squeezed me and i were to burst it would simply be the love i have for my babies.  I wonder sometimes if that is why God put my B in my life.  He knew my stubborn, witchy self would never look for anyone, let alone take the time for someone else.  So He threw B in my path and then set a fire under my girls to get us on a date.  Our babies will go away, sometimes for a long time, sometimes for a day.  I suppose we are not meant to be alone forever. B has his growing pains with his beautiful daughter and we love each other at any age.  For that and for them i am grateful and pray each of our babies are blessed with.

p.s.  the share status at the base, it came with the quote.  i dont care what you share.  haha.