Blog Change

Sporting daddy's favorite team. 

I changed the name of the blog, because well, I'm no longer pregnant and motherhood and womanhood have so many facets. I don't want to start a new blog, so I'm just going to go with this.

I'm sitting at home, the usual case...having a nonalcoholic beer and pretzels (minus the Nutella) and watching Vegas Vacation. The sun is shining, making me want to take a walk, but it is too cold outside.  Gosh, I hate winter...and it's not even here yet. I'll try not to hibernate too much this year, because I don't want to go through seasonal depression. Last year we had a mild winter, so I didn't experience the depression at all and that was great.

K has gone to hang out with C and then they are going to the Bengals vs Steelers game. C got tickets on the 50 yard line, about 20 rows back. They should have a good time. I'm glad K gets to go, but I need to have some fun too. I get tired of being at home.

Sometimes I think, when I come back for my next life, I want to be a dad. Then, you get to make children without getting a big belly, pushing them into the world, or going through the recovery. Also, every little thing you do for the baby is seen as great and you can go out with friends without worrying about the baby or how your clothes fit (or don't). Basically, dads don't have to make many lifestyle changes. K still smokes, even though he said he was going to quit. I quit the day we got the positive test. I'm still not smoking. That's just one example. No biggie, just an example.

I just think it would be nice to be a dad next time, because it would be easier. I love being a mom. I truly do...just thinking.

I'm a very appreciative wife though. I guess it would suck to be a dad with a wife who doesn't appreciate anything you do. Just like it would suck to be a mom with an unappreciative husband. I think K appreciates me. He always tells his friends how amazing I am because I encourage him to go do things. I would like it if he'd return the favor though, to be honest. I guess one day I'll just have to be like, "Bottles are in the refrigerator. I'll be back later." lol

Being a woman is a constant balancing act, isn't it? We balance our individual interests with being a wife, mother, friend, and whatever our profession might be. It's hard sometimes. I have found that I have struggled with the balancing act over the years. I'm getting better, but it's still hard. K loves attention, so I try to give him attention, but Kathryn monopolizes most of my time. You know, I like attention too...

I know this is all temporary and it'll get better as Kathryn gets older. I also know that this time with her will pass so quickly that one day I'll be wishing for this time again. I know all of this, so really this post is a vent and nothing more and I'll talk it over with K, because we are open with each other. I'm not upset...just recognizing my needs. That's all.

Geez, must I really feel the need to justify my feelings on my own blog? Wow.

Good news in my life.
I'm back in touch with my sister and brother. It's nice. I didn't realize how much I missed them until I got back in touch. I don't know what will come of it, and I don't care. I'm just happy to hear from them again.

Halloween is my most favorite holiday and I'm afraid this year I won't be able to celebrate with the baby being so little. I'd like to do something though, even if it's just here at home for the boys and us. J will probably have their Halloween party, so MAYBE we could go over there. I'm not sure though. I'm still not over the truck incident. She told my son she'd sell their truck to my son for 1200.00.. He worked his butt off all summer and earned 1050 and K's mom said she was going to give him the rest. Well, then J said she had to sell it for 6000 to someone else because they needed the money. I understand needing the money, but we asked her 5 times if she was SURE she wanted to sell it to him for 1200 and each time she said yes. Then to do that, when he was SO CLOSE! It pissed me off so bad. I'm still pissed. She came over for the baby's welcome party and I was cool (of course...she's family and I love her), but I don't know if I'm ready to go over there for a visit. That would feel too much like I'm saying what she did was okay, when I absolutely do not think that at all.

Anyway, wonder if I can rustle up a costume for halloween? hmmmmm...Hell, I'll dress up just to give out candy!