This may not make any sense what so ever, but here goes.
I am not a fan of the new health care reform bill, AT ALL! None of it. I personally feel that health care is a luxury. I know that many of you will not agree with me, and that is A OK with me. These are my feelings, thoughts and I own them.
Why should I or my husband bust his chops to afford health care for our family only to make it easier for others? He shouldn't. Most of you will say, "Your husband is military, you get free health care." Not true my dear friend. We do pay every month just like the rest of the hard working world and, and we pay a when we go see the doc (we just changed everyone from Tricare Prime to Tricare Standard, because we WANTED better care and to get what we wanted, we decided to pay more for it). I am a firm believer in pay for what you get.
I know my mom and I disagree about this and my feelings will probably change when my children are older, Hi Mom!
I don't agree with kids being able to stay on their parents insurance. I feel like it enables them to slack some. Seriously, 26? 26? I was married at age 26! Not that I was some super responsible person at 26, but I feel had I had more help than what I did from my mother, I would have been more of a slacker than what I was. Just sayin' and not meaning to hurt anyones feelings with that.
Now, the whole issue on giving everyone a college education, what is up with that? Not everyone is college material and really, does a car mechanic, hair stylist, cashier at the grocers or city bus driver need a college education? I don't think so. And we need those individuals in our world to make this world go round. We depend on these people and there are institutions out there for the educations for said jobs. I am proud to say that I have made something of myself (even though I stay at home with the kids) without a college education.
Ok, enough ranting! Want to know what brought this on? Some stupid public service ad on Facebook!
Damn Facebook!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
funny
Okay, it has been 3 weeks exactly since I had Darcy. I can fit into my fat girl jeans, but I am ready to get into my skinny jeans (wait, I didn't even have those before I got pregnant with her, who am I trying to kid here?). I know it has only been 3 weeks, but since this is my last child (wow, that thought makes me want to cry, despite the chaos in our house right now), I am ready to get myself back. GI Mike and I are done "creating" our family and are in the process of "raising" our family and I don't want to be that gross fat mom, I want to be HAWT! Well, as hot as I can be. Since I had to have a c-section, I can't really do a whole lot as far as exercising goes, but it is time for me to stop eating the way I did while pregnant. So, while cruising around on I-Villiage looking for some healthing recipes and other stuff, I came across this article and found it rather funny and very very true. It's a letter from Trista Sutters belly! enjoy!
Dear Moms Everywhere,
What’s up? Trista Sutter’s Post-Baby Belly here. Good to meet you. Hey –you! Yo! I’m down here. By the navel. That’s better. How’s it hangin’? (Heh, heh, heh.)
As I said, I’m Trista’s abdominal section. You may know me better as her “tiny bump” or her “belly on two sticks” when her son, Max, was inside me. Sure, I got kinda big but I was eating for two and, you know, incubating a human being. After Max split, Trista worked her butt off and got right back into a bikini. We looked pretty damn smoking, I must admit.
Then daughter Blakesley happened. Of course, I blew up again and then, once she arrived in April, I just sort of deflated. Can you blame me? I’m mostly just skin and organs and stretched-out muscle, not a damn Slinky. No longer a cute little “bump,” I became the ugly “post baby belly” stepsister. She practically wanted to get rid of me. But after a buttload of hard work - including pushing the two kids in a double-stroller uphill for 45-minutes at a pop (in high-altitude Vail, Colo., no less), doing dead-lifts with paint cans, lunges with ski poles head high above our head, and tracking our calories online - we were recently featured in People Magazine in a blue two-piece, after she trimmed 43 pounds of baby weight, to get back to a trim 107. Lookin’ hot, right?
But here’s the thing: I’m tired.
I’ve spent the last three decades looking sexy. I was washboard-flat when we shot The Bachelor. There were men’s magazine photo shoots to prep for. National ad campaigns which required a super-tiny waistline. Most recently, I was laid-up after a C-section, which is serious surgery. And always, no matter what was asked of me, I’ve bounced back.
But even a hollow, muscular organ of the gastrointestinal tract like myself needs a break. And it’s not just me: My friends Gwen Stefani’s Stomach, Heidi Klum’s Stomach and Elisabeth Hasselbeck's Stomach feel the same way, too. My ex-roommate’s hairdresser’s sister’s abs, Kendra Wilkinson’s Stomach, did not want to be all naked and exposed on the cover of In Touch like that. And Kate Gosselin’s Stomach? Oy vey - she got put through the ringer with a rough operation, which resulted in a pretty significant hip-to-hip scar.
Anyhow, what I’m trying to say here (and not very eloquently, but what do you expect? Unless we're unexpectedly harboring a dermoid cyst, we stomachs do not possess teeth, lips or tongues) is this: Please, ladies, cut us some slack. We just helped you grow, house and expel a lifeform. You don’t need to start circuit training four days later. Give yourselves – and us! – a chance to sit back, relax and heal. Stop trying to suck us in. No one’s looking at us, anyways: We’re like the bridesmaids at a wedding, where all eyes are glued to the bride or, in this case, the baby. Take a few weeks to enjoy the new bugaboo and trust that we’ll eventually shrink back down naturally. We might not ever be the taut, tan belly we were in high school, but with exercise and good food, we WILL get smaller, together. Besides, what else are high-waisted Spanx for?
With Love,
Trista Sutter’s Post-Baby Belly
Dear Moms Everywhere,
What’s up? Trista Sutter’s Post-Baby Belly here. Good to meet you. Hey –you! Yo! I’m down here. By the navel. That’s better. How’s it hangin’? (Heh, heh, heh.)
As I said, I’m Trista’s abdominal section. You may know me better as her “tiny bump” or her “belly on two sticks” when her son, Max, was inside me. Sure, I got kinda big but I was eating for two and, you know, incubating a human being. After Max split, Trista worked her butt off and got right back into a bikini. We looked pretty damn smoking, I must admit.
Then daughter Blakesley happened. Of course, I blew up again and then, once she arrived in April, I just sort of deflated. Can you blame me? I’m mostly just skin and organs and stretched-out muscle, not a damn Slinky. No longer a cute little “bump,” I became the ugly “post baby belly” stepsister. She practically wanted to get rid of me. But after a buttload of hard work - including pushing the two kids in a double-stroller uphill for 45-minutes at a pop (in high-altitude Vail, Colo., no less), doing dead-lifts with paint cans, lunges with ski poles head high above our head, and tracking our calories online - we were recently featured in People Magazine in a blue two-piece, after she trimmed 43 pounds of baby weight, to get back to a trim 107. Lookin’ hot, right?
But here’s the thing: I’m tired.
I’ve spent the last three decades looking sexy. I was washboard-flat when we shot The Bachelor. There were men’s magazine photo shoots to prep for. National ad campaigns which required a super-tiny waistline. Most recently, I was laid-up after a C-section, which is serious surgery. And always, no matter what was asked of me, I’ve bounced back.
But even a hollow, muscular organ of the gastrointestinal tract like myself needs a break. And it’s not just me: My friends Gwen Stefani’s Stomach, Heidi Klum’s Stomach and Elisabeth Hasselbeck's Stomach feel the same way, too. My ex-roommate’s hairdresser’s sister’s abs, Kendra Wilkinson’s Stomach, did not want to be all naked and exposed on the cover of In Touch like that. And Kate Gosselin’s Stomach? Oy vey - she got put through the ringer with a rough operation, which resulted in a pretty significant hip-to-hip scar.
Anyhow, what I’m trying to say here (and not very eloquently, but what do you expect? Unless we're unexpectedly harboring a dermoid cyst, we stomachs do not possess teeth, lips or tongues) is this: Please, ladies, cut us some slack. We just helped you grow, house and expel a lifeform. You don’t need to start circuit training four days later. Give yourselves – and us! – a chance to sit back, relax and heal. Stop trying to suck us in. No one’s looking at us, anyways: We’re like the bridesmaids at a wedding, where all eyes are glued to the bride or, in this case, the baby. Take a few weeks to enjoy the new bugaboo and trust that we’ll eventually shrink back down naturally. We might not ever be the taut, tan belly we were in high school, but with exercise and good food, we WILL get smaller, together. Besides, what else are high-waisted Spanx for?
With Love,
Trista Sutter’s Post-Baby Belly
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I am self-reliant...
Yes, that is right. Some of you may laugh at that word (that would be you dear 2nd Bn,1SFG(A) ladies). But this statement is true. I am a self- reliant woman. I am insane over this "war on terror", but it defines my life. I have a husband currently deployed (he left two mornings ago, boo on that) and I am now at home with a 4 year old, almost 15 month old and a 3 week old. I do have family and friends to help out when I need it, but for the most part, I am basically a single mother that stays at home with her children. Let us bow our heads in prayer now and pray that I don't become a raging alcoholic by the time the Major returns home this summer!
So basically I have had two nights completely by myself with all 3 children. It wouldn't be so rough if a certain 4 year old would sleep through the night. She wakes up screaming to get into bed with me and screams so loud that she wakes Tristan up and then Darcy wakes up. Tristan and Darcy are easy to get down, but Tobbie is a different story.
I knew that this over a year long deployment was going to be hard for our family, especially for Tobbie, but I didn't know to what extent it was going to affect her. Luckily we are on the downslide and only have 3 1/2 months left! Then we move.
Life is wonderful and rich for us right now. We (GI Mike and I) discovered that we have a lot to work on as a couple and as a family as a whole when he returns and when we move. Not saying our marriage is in trouble or anything, but when you have been seperated for so long and add in a new family member and moving, you are bound to need to work on things. Personally, anyone that wouldn't have trouble w/ it would worry me.
So, for the next 3 1/2 months, I am going to do all that I can to keep me and the three wee ones extremely busy. I pray it will make the time go by faster. And to sum it all up, yes, I am self-reliant!
here is a photo of my stud muffin shortly before leaving for the airport on Friday. Man I miss him so much.
XOXO Meat!
Oh, and Tobbie had opening ceremonies for soccer yesterday, isn't she cute?!?
So basically I have had two nights completely by myself with all 3 children. It wouldn't be so rough if a certain 4 year old would sleep through the night. She wakes up screaming to get into bed with me and screams so loud that she wakes Tristan up and then Darcy wakes up. Tristan and Darcy are easy to get down, but Tobbie is a different story.
I knew that this over a year long deployment was going to be hard for our family, especially for Tobbie, but I didn't know to what extent it was going to affect her. Luckily we are on the downslide and only have 3 1/2 months left! Then we move.
Life is wonderful and rich for us right now. We (GI Mike and I) discovered that we have a lot to work on as a couple and as a family as a whole when he returns and when we move. Not saying our marriage is in trouble or anything, but when you have been seperated for so long and add in a new family member and moving, you are bound to need to work on things. Personally, anyone that wouldn't have trouble w/ it would worry me.
So, for the next 3 1/2 months, I am going to do all that I can to keep me and the three wee ones extremely busy. I pray it will make the time go by faster. And to sum it all up, yes, I am self-reliant!
here is a photo of my stud muffin shortly before leaving for the airport on Friday. Man I miss him so much.
XOXO Meat!
Oh, and Tobbie had opening ceremonies for soccer yesterday, isn't she cute?!?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
50 Promises Of Marriage
There is an AMAZING couple that I know that each of them have a signed copy of these 50 things in their wallet. I think it is a sweet reminder of the things we need to do to keep our marriages rich and to remember the reasons we fell in love in the first place. Just thought I would share.
1. Start each day with a kiss
2. Let the other know when you're leaving, where you'll be.
3. Always hug/kiss goodbye
4. Accept differences
5. Be polite
6. Be gentle
7. Give gifts
8. Smile often
9. Touch, give back rubs
10. Talk about dreams
11. Select a song that can be "our song"
12. Date once a week
13. Laugh together
14. Send a card for no reason.
15. Do what the other person wants before he or she asks.
16. Listen
17. Encourage
18. Do it his or her way
19. Know his or her needs
20. Fix the other person's breakfast
21. Compliment twice a day
22. Call during the day
23. Slow down
24. Hold hands
25. Cuddle
26. Ask for each other's opinion
27. Show respect
28. Welcome the other person home
29. Look your best
30. Wink at each other
31. Celebrate birthdays in a big way
32. Apologize
33. Forgive
34. Set up a romatic getaway
35. Ask, "What can I do to make you happier?"
36. Be positive
37. Be kind
38. Brag on your mate
39. Respond quickly to the other person's requests
40. Talk about your love
41. Reminisce about your favorite times together
42. Treat each other's friends and relatives with courtesy
43. Send flowers every Valentine's Day and Anniversary
44. Admit when you're wrong
45. Be sensitive to each other's desires.
46. Pray for each other daily
47. Watch sunsets together
48. Say "I love you" frequently
49. End the day with a hug
50. Seek outside help when needed
1. Start each day with a kiss
2. Let the other know when you're leaving, where you'll be.
3. Always hug/kiss goodbye
4. Accept differences
5. Be polite
6. Be gentle
7. Give gifts
8. Smile often
9. Touch, give back rubs
10. Talk about dreams
11. Select a song that can be "our song"
12. Date once a week
13. Laugh together
14. Send a card for no reason.
15. Do what the other person wants before he or she asks.
16. Listen
17. Encourage
18. Do it his or her way
19. Know his or her needs
20. Fix the other person's breakfast
21. Compliment twice a day
22. Call during the day
23. Slow down
24. Hold hands
25. Cuddle
26. Ask for each other's opinion
27. Show respect
28. Welcome the other person home
29. Look your best
30. Wink at each other
31. Celebrate birthdays in a big way
32. Apologize
33. Forgive
34. Set up a romatic getaway
35. Ask, "What can I do to make you happier?"
36. Be positive
37. Be kind
38. Brag on your mate
39. Respond quickly to the other person's requests
40. Talk about your love
41. Reminisce about your favorite times together
42. Treat each other's friends and relatives with courtesy
43. Send flowers every Valentine's Day and Anniversary
44. Admit when you're wrong
45. Be sensitive to each other's desires.
46. Pray for each other daily
47. Watch sunsets together
48. Say "I love you" frequently
49. End the day with a hug
50. Seek outside help when needed
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Our New Bundle of Joy!
Monday, February 15, 2010 at 1810 (6:10 p.m. for you civilians), Darcy Rhodes Mince made her entrance into this world! She weighed in at a whopping 5lb. 10oz. and 20" long. The longest, but not skinniest of my 3 children. To me she looks exactly like her big brother but with black hair. Of course it isn't much, but it does give me hope! She has ten long beautiful fingers made to play the piano and ten extremely long toes, and I do mean extremely long toes! She is perfect in every way. Unfortunately, her daddy missed her birth by 26 hours. She was just very impatient and couldn't wait one more week until her due date.
I am doing ok. This one has been rough. I didn't plan on a c/section and had no idea how rough they were. I really have not enjoyed this. With Tobbie and Tristan, I was up and walking around in no time. This one has really had me laid up, even though I am getting up and around. Thank goodness Michael is home for these next couple of weeks.
Enough about me, enjoy these photos of Miss Darcy. She hasn't met her big brother or big sister yet, she is so excited to though!
I am doing ok. This one has been rough. I didn't plan on a c/section and had no idea how rough they were. I really have not enjoyed this. With Tobbie and Tristan, I was up and walking around in no time. This one has really had me laid up, even though I am getting up and around. Thank goodness Michael is home for these next couple of weeks.
Enough about me, enjoy these photos of Miss Darcy. She hasn't met her big brother or big sister yet, she is so excited to though!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
On my mind...
I have had a lot on my mind lately. Just swirling thoughts that I have when driving in the car and I always mean to blog about them, then life gets in the way and I forget. So, here goes. Just some random things going on in my mind.
1. Naming my unborn child.
Michael and I have already decided what our unborn baby girls name will be. We have decided to not tell the name because in the past we have gotten some rude remarks about what others think of the name. So, to keep from getting our feelings hurt, we have decided to keep it hush hush until she arrives. Then, I could really care less what anyone thinks of her name. But for now, it is our little secret. And if you don't like the name, then shut up and go on about your merry little way. It is my child and you don't have to raise her, I do.
2. Handling 3 children.
Well, no one really knows how they will handle adding new additions to a family until that addition arrives. So please, keep all comments to yourself and do not make remarks about me having my hands full or my plate full. I know I do and I love every second of it. It is my life and a life that my darling husband and I have chosen together.
3. You don't need anymore kids.
While Michael and I have decided to stop with baby #3, it is no one's business if we do decide to go for #4. If we decide to go for a 4th, then that is our business and it doesn't concern anyone else.
4. I don't need help...until I NEED it.
Please do not tell me where I need help and where I don't. You don't know my strengths nor do you know my weakness'. Thank you. I have it all under control, and when I feel as if I don't, I will ask for help. Thank you.
5. Stupid People. Some people just don't know when to shut their mouth or when to NOT open it. If you don't know what you are speaking of, then please don't speak at all.
6. My kids are just that, MY KIDS.
Please, I know what is best for my children. If you have already raised a child, then pat yourself on the back, back off and let me do my job. This is my parenting act and if I screw them up, then I will pay for their therapy later on in life. But for now, let me enjoy this parenting gig I got going on.
7. I miss my husband.
Yes, we chose this life. But it in no way shape or form means that we don't love and miss each other when apart. If anything, I would have to say that we have a very strong and stable relationship. Probably more so than others. We don't argue over money because we share the same financial goals, we don't argue over raising children, and we have a greater appreciation for each other than you would ever imagine. I don't know how he is away from his wife and children for so long, missing out on "our life". But he does it and he does it with pride. For the freedom our family has and for the freedom your family has. Just always remember that you sleep peaceably in your bed at night because of men like him.
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I was going to attempt 10 points, but I am tired and tired of complaining.
Why have I let some people get to me the way they have? I don't know. I always attempt to make everyone happy and it never works, so I think I will quit now. I try to be fair in the decisions that I make, but someone always complains that something isn't fair. Oh well, that is life, get over it.
So, if you have something to say, down below is the little comment section, comment away! Off to read my book now and enjoy my clean house, minus clean laundry!
1. Naming my unborn child.
Michael and I have already decided what our unborn baby girls name will be. We have decided to not tell the name because in the past we have gotten some rude remarks about what others think of the name. So, to keep from getting our feelings hurt, we have decided to keep it hush hush until she arrives. Then, I could really care less what anyone thinks of her name. But for now, it is our little secret. And if you don't like the name, then shut up and go on about your merry little way. It is my child and you don't have to raise her, I do.
2. Handling 3 children.
Well, no one really knows how they will handle adding new additions to a family until that addition arrives. So please, keep all comments to yourself and do not make remarks about me having my hands full or my plate full. I know I do and I love every second of it. It is my life and a life that my darling husband and I have chosen together.
3. You don't need anymore kids.
While Michael and I have decided to stop with baby #3, it is no one's business if we do decide to go for #4. If we decide to go for a 4th, then that is our business and it doesn't concern anyone else.
4. I don't need help...until I NEED it.
Please do not tell me where I need help and where I don't. You don't know my strengths nor do you know my weakness'. Thank you. I have it all under control, and when I feel as if I don't, I will ask for help. Thank you.
5. Stupid People. Some people just don't know when to shut their mouth or when to NOT open it. If you don't know what you are speaking of, then please don't speak at all.
6. My kids are just that, MY KIDS.
Please, I know what is best for my children. If you have already raised a child, then pat yourself on the back, back off and let me do my job. This is my parenting act and if I screw them up, then I will pay for their therapy later on in life. But for now, let me enjoy this parenting gig I got going on.
7. I miss my husband.
Yes, we chose this life. But it in no way shape or form means that we don't love and miss each other when apart. If anything, I would have to say that we have a very strong and stable relationship. Probably more so than others. We don't argue over money because we share the same financial goals, we don't argue over raising children, and we have a greater appreciation for each other than you would ever imagine. I don't know how he is away from his wife and children for so long, missing out on "our life". But he does it and he does it with pride. For the freedom our family has and for the freedom your family has. Just always remember that you sleep peaceably in your bed at night because of men like him.
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I was going to attempt 10 points, but I am tired and tired of complaining.
Why have I let some people get to me the way they have? I don't know. I always attempt to make everyone happy and it never works, so I think I will quit now. I try to be fair in the decisions that I make, but someone always complains that something isn't fair. Oh well, that is life, get over it.
So, if you have something to say, down below is the little comment section, comment away! Off to read my book now and enjoy my clean house, minus clean laundry!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Spotacus
Tristan has a new nickname, Spotacus or Spot as Tobbie has been calling him. We woke up Monday morning to a few little red spots. By lunch time, we probably had about 75 and then it just took off. We have the Chicken Pox ladies and gentleman! And it ain't pretty or fun to watch a child go thru. I mean he is covered from head to toe! If you take your eyes off him for two seconds, more appear.
Guess what people, there is a little thing called the Chicken Pox vaccine! Go out and get one for you and your kids today or at least notify someone when you have them!
Tristan just got his first vaccine for it at his 12month checkup, so he didn't have enough immunity built up to prevent him from getting it.
So, Thank you to the individual that passed this along to my poor sweet baby. He is very miserable thanks to you!
Guess what people, there is a little thing called the Chicken Pox vaccine! Go out and get one for you and your kids today or at least notify someone when you have them!
Tristan just got his first vaccine for it at his 12month checkup, so he didn't have enough immunity built up to prevent him from getting it.
So, Thank you to the individual that passed this along to my poor sweet baby. He is very miserable thanks to you!
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