Part one and part two – just to catch you up ;-)
When last we’d left off, Anthony and I were yet again not exactly speaking since I’d mentioned that I was seeing someone at the time.
Fast forward three weeks and the relationship I was in came to a screeching and heart-breaking end. In fact, the day the break up happened, I called in sick to work. The next day I dragged myself to work, if only to get out of my pajamas for a little while. When lunch time rolled around, I made my way down to the kitchen in the parish office. As I was waiting for my meal to heat up, I found myself staring out the window… Continue reading
Generally speaking, I think of myself as a fairly calm and collected person. Right? Right. I have my hot button issues (don’t we all?) but by and large I try to keep a level head about myself…unless you start trash talking and/or say something negative about my child. If that’s the case, you’ve suddenly awakened a beast the likes of which you may never have seen before. Let’s call this sudden and instant rage face the Momma Bear Phenomenon, or MBP for short.
Google “Momma Bear” and this is the first thing that comes up. Pretty fitting, I think.
I know, I know that people are divided about whether or not you should find out the gender of your child before they are born. I also know that when you work at a church the size of the one I work at (6,000+ families), in a job as public as the one I work in, people are bound to have even more of an opinion. What’s more, is that all of these people are even more likely to blurt out their opinions whether you ask for them or not. That’s fine and I’m getting used to that, but if you judge me, my husband or our child based on your opinion, you are bound to get a healthy dose of MBP up in your grill. Continue reading
Part one can be found here.
We left off in the school cafeteria with Anthony sitting next to me and purposely ignoring me. That was September of 2011. We saw each other periodically at work things, but we spent the majority of our time in different buildings which were separated by a somewhat busy street. I imagine that chasing fifty 5th grade students around kept him pretty busy. I was still dating the same guy I was when I didn’t meet Anthony the first time around. Every time we crossed paths – which was maybe five or ten times and it was always in passing – I was struck by how attractive he was…despite the fact that I was with someone else. Hey, he was attractive then and he’s attractive now. That’s just life. Continue reading
Oh, were you waiting for a gender reveal? Have you been checking the blog frantically because you know we found out a week ago and I haven’t bothered to update the blog yet?! I’m sure that’s not true of anyone out there, but a blogger can dream, right? Right.
In any event…here’s how the ultrasound went down: Continue reading
In honor of the month of our engagement (it has been a year already?!) and inspired by Olivia (who, in my head, I call Liv because I’m obsessed with her blog and feel like I actually know her) over at To The Heights, I’ve decided to sit down and write out the longer version of our love story. Shorter versions – in case you aren’t in the mood for my ramblings – can be found here and here. Continue reading
Not long ago I was on an overnight staff retreat. Silly me forgot to pack my phone charger. Normally my phone holds a pretty decent charge, but the retreat center was out, away from town and the signal was spotty at best. The other factor to consider was that it was also a silent retreat. I’m generally introverted by nature, but no talking is pushing me to my limits. Normally my phone would be my escape, I could pop on Facebook or play a game, something to pass the time so I didn’t lose my mind, but with my phone charger miles and miles away I had to be very careful about how I used my phone. Continue reading
I’m really growing to love this link up. In many ways, it is keeping me accountable to continue growing and learning in marriage. Not only is it keeping me accountable, the link-up gives me a way to document, write down and remember exactly what marriage is teaching me. I hope that those of you participating (anyone and everyone is welcome!) are finding the same! Continue reading