Let's Talk About Pain, Baybeee

Ok, it's no secret that we have all gone through pain. Whether it be physical, mental, or otherwise. And our individual pain scales vary immensely from person to person.

So, let's do it! Let's talk about pain! Now, I have an extremely high tolerance when it comes to any type of pain. So this could be difficult for me to honestly say that something was 'painful', but I guess I can give a few examples of what should have been painful.

Physical pain! Yea this one is always fun! Let's see, tattoo on my outer thigh, definitely takes the cake. Then, trailing that, 16hr hard labor with Zander's head stuck on my tail bone. Getting up and walking 4 hours after c-section of my ten pound one ounce Braxton. But this one was more of a hurt-so-good pain.

'Pain, is weakness leaving the body. It is a sign that you are still alive.'


Now, I know that we all try to repeat this in our heads when our personal trainer is working us like we are professional athletes and all you wanna do is yell "aaaaahhhhhhh screw you!" and then that feeling subsides, the pep talk with some intermittent laughing begins because guess what!? You signed up for this! Ha! Gets ya every time.

But if pain is weakness leaving the body does one ever stop to think, 'ok am I just the biggest sissy anyone has ever met and think everything is painful, or is there really that much flippin' weakness trying to bust outta here?'.


And then of course there's the all knowingly-popular 'Pain is Beauty', which I feel is more fitting to live by.

As a parent, I'm sure we can all agree that the worst pain one can ever feel is that of their child or children in pain.

Often times, there's nothing we can do but try to console them the best we know how. I will never get used to seeing any of my kids in pain, though I do know that it's a part of life. I continue to learn from my children, they teach me how to be a mom!


Until next time....

Xoxo Rockie <3

The Darnest Things, I Tell Ya...

Putting the heathens to bed and Zander is telling his dad, 'Hey daddy. I wrote bout us today. I wrote bout us playing the Xbox. And I wrote bout me and mommy cleaning the house'. Tim says "oh really? That's cool bud". Then Zander so angelically says "cause that's what love is right daddy?".

It was by far the cutest thing I've heard today. It almost made me feel bad for having a 'finally the kids are in bed' cocktail. ALMOST! Ha!

Loving this life..

Xoxo
Rockie<3

The Darnest Things, I Tell Ya...

Putting the heathens to bed and Zander is telling his dad, 'Hey daddy. I wrote bout us today. I wrote bout us playing the Xbox. And I wrote bout me and mommy cleaning the house'. Tim says "oh really? That's cool bud". Then Zander so angelically says "cause that's what love is right daddy?".

It was by far the cutest thing I've heard today. It almost made me feel bad for having a 'finally the kids are in bed' cocktail. ALMOST! Ha!

Loving this life..

Xoxo
Rockie<3

Just Ten Years Ago....

When I sit here and think back to what I was doing ten years ago, it makes me laugh to the point of snorting, for the simple fact of what I thought life in the future would be like. Ten years ago I was only 16. I was and still am extremely outgoing, carefree, and dancing to the beat of my own damn band.
I am the only girl in my family with an older brother and a younger brother so it's safe to say I was pretty Tom boy-ish. And at 16 I think I was just transitioning from "oh wow I think she's lesbian" to "did you see who looked like a girl today?". But I didn't care what anyone thought about me and I enjoyed coming into my own and never being a follower.
Thinking bout how fun life would be in college with parties and college girlfriends to talk about horror dates with... Oh how naive I was, haha! And I thought I had it all figured out!


Xoxo
Rockie <3

This girl...Laughing....

Happy Tuesday Everyone (:

Oh hell, I know it Valentine's Day of course. But I don't chose to observe it as enthusiastically as others. Which, to each their own, enjoy in a way of your choosing. But for those of you who seem to be having a bad one, here is some food for thought and maybe it'll turn your day around.

The early highlight of my day was snuggling up to my Braxton on the couch and napping. As we woke up covered with daddy's jacket, arms asleep and sweating on each other, we realized we weren't so comfy.
We get dressed and all head to Walmart. My husband decided to buy me gifts for this holiday. I got a new vacuum, a swiffer wet jet, and clorox disinfecting wipes and boy was I excited!!!

After cleaning the house, I got to change the boys feeding tube because he knotted it. Nothing like getting stomach goo flung on ya because he furiously pulls it out outta fear. Oh yea, gotta love it.

Once they were in bed, the hubby says "want a nacho from taco bell?". And, I mean, how could I resist all of that romance. Eating the shideous food they serve at this fine establishment, we popped in a movie and the husband says he's going to bed half way through.

I wouldn't have it any other way, I mean come on, who wouldn't want another day in paradise?!?

Until next time...

Rockie <3

Loved....

Tax returns were created by Disneyland

So, as we received our smaller than usual tax refund check this year, we had all these great ideas on what to do with it. Some smarter than others obviously. But, instead of our weekend anniversary kids-free trip to Vegas, we decided to surprise our boys with a trip to the Disneyland Resort and stay in the Grand Californian Hotel.

The three monsters were indeed surprised and excited so we were headed for a fund-filled 2 days! Yes, that says 'fund', and it's fairly appropriate!

As soon as we got through the waiting to get the hotel situated we headed out to Disneyland. Right away, like a choreographed trio we hear, "what are we doing", "I want a toy", "balloooooons I want a balloooooonnnnn", and then I realized and thought to myself 'oh god what were we thinking!?'.

Then Pluto to the rescue! Put some big smiles on my boys faces and temporarily diminishes my nerves. As we continue on the afternoon, it becomes clear that Zander, my 6 year old, is probably not going to ride anything so I take Corbin who just turned 5 on Thunder Mountain Railroad. Obviously, he's my mini me. So stoked to go on any and all coasters that he is tall enough for, because as soon as we got off he went on it with daddy!

Zander sees the big Mark Twain steam boat so we hop on that for a ride around the tiny island.

Obviously, it was a sad short ride when Zander realized the animals around the island were fake.

The after noon continued on and and it was a hit and miss with all things. But so thankful for the night to come to an end and glad that the fireworks show was absolutely a favorite, we crawled to our hotel room at midnight and everyone passed out!

Woke up the next morning, refreshed and excited. Only to realized that by the time we head home later that evening, we will have spent our whole tax refund on this trip only to have my kids say they didn't have fun.

When they are old enough to get the concept of money and cost I hope they look back on this trip and realize they should have been farting rainbows!


Xoxo
Rockie <3