“I’m Different. Difficult. Awkward. Real. You may get me or you may not. I hope you do. I don’t care if you don’t.”-Unknown. My Long Winded Intro…

The moment someone meets you, they immediately put you in a social category within seconds of hearing you speak. As you begin to reveal more details about yourself, your beliefs, morals, or simple likes and dislikes you are then labeled accordingly. Everyone’s guilty of this sometimes, right??  Well….what do you say about that person who you can’t read. They just don’t make sense to you. Everything about them is peculiar from the way they speak to the way they walk.  We typically use the politically correct term “Different” to describe them. Well, that’s me! I’m that “Different” person and to my recollection, I always have been. I’m a grown lady who walks on her toes (literally), speaks her mind (sometimes before I think), prefers to go on shopping sprees at garage sales and thrift stores instead of high-end department stores, enjoys competing in every sport invented (even if I’m the only female), and finds humor in tragic situations. 

When most people meet me for the first time, they find it hard to believe that I’m married and have four children under the age of 6. They are even more baffled at the fact that I’m a #WAHM (Work At Home Mom), raise my children using strict biblical principles, all while working a stressful part-time pharmaceutical job and being actively involved in ministry. People say things like, “ 4 kids? Are you crazy?“, “And you stay at home with them, how do you do it?”, “You do know how babies are made, don’t you?”, “You home school your kids? What about their socialization?”, “How do you afford to live with all of these kids?”, “Don’t you want your kids to have the best?”. I guess the idea of having more than 2 kids and choosing to stay at home with them is almost an enigma in this day in age. I’ll explain how I answer these questions in future posts.

For about 2 years now, I have been at home full time with my children trying to maintain the fort while the hubby goes to work in the corporate world. I have also added on the task of homeschooling my 2 year old, 4 year old, and 5 year old twins for the time being. I like to believe that I am successful with this although I often I feel like the word failure is written in bold red font right across my forehead. Every single day is a challenge as I attempt to maintain order in my home without completely losing my mind. My days often look like a boxing tournament and I’m the referee. A restaurant full of demanding customers and only one server on the floor. Complete chaos!! Through all of this, I’ve become happy and grateful for the little things like not getting a migraine from yelling at my kids and using the bathroom without being interrupted by one of my little angels. It’s REALLY good day if I actually get a chance to take a shower, brush my teeth AND comb my hair. Okay, perhaps I’ve overshared a tad bit but I’m just being honest.

Once in a while, I leave the home hoping for some good fellowshiping and socializing  with people over 42 inches tall. But inevitably, the outing ends with someone telling me how I should be a better wife to my husband or properly raise my children who they seem to think are spiraling out of control. The irony is that the majority of this advice comes from someone who is divorced, don’t even have children or barely involved in their lives! I believe these encounters are like ongoing tests to see if and when I will finally snap on that one person (potentially a family member) for no reason other than their annoying unsolicited advice on the absolute WRONG day. Okay, maybe this first post is not exactly turning out the way I had planned it to. It’s a little more ranty (yes I intentionally made that word up) than I had envisioned. Needless to say, this mama has some struggles. But I assure, you I’m aware of my short comings and my creator is working on me. I’m not yet where I want to be, but thank God I’m sure not where I used to be!

I’ve been on this earth for 31 years and counting and I’m hoping for at least 70 more. It’s sad that it took me over 30 years to finally be okay with who I am. From this day forward, I intend to make the best of all the years I have left by helping, serving, loving, and encouraging people, laughing more and most importantly, being the unique person God designed me to be.

So why did I start this blog???? Well the truth is, I haven’t the slightest idea. My husband has been telling me to do this ever since I became a mom. I guess as I openly share my journey of faith, family and just being peculiar ME, my hope is that I will inspire a few folks to laugh more, cry when they want to, and be THEMSELVES a long the way.

WELCOME TO MY BLOG!!

 

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