It seems as though my life is a roller coaster ride of emotions. That's the cards I was dealt. I get my highs and lows from my dear sweet loving mother :) Love you Mom. I have to say...my roller coaster has been pretty much climbing since C was born....but almost 5 months later....it's on a downward turn and it's heading there fast. I just feel as if we are in a rut lately. I am getting sick of breastfeeding even though I have no intentions to stop it and I know how great it is for him. I am so entirely over this whole selling the house business. I am over being a stay at home Mom. I am over just about every aspect of my life right now. I know this won't last but I it sure does stink while it's here. I want my happy love life attitude back darnit!
I love love love to look at my baby boy while he's nursing and have the bonding time with him....but it's just so hard to do with J. He has now resorted to shouting "Put the baby down" as soon as he sees me sit down. It breaks my heart, but he HAS to wait. He is not the priority at that given moment.
As far as selling the house....well I know we've just begun...but I'm sick of it. I think what started my pissiness about this was cleaning the house spotlessly and staging it for a showing, making cookies and getting the kids out of the house (all of the fore mentioned was by myself might I add) during naptime.....only to find out the buyers/agent never came. I just wish someone would love it, make an offer and we'd wipe our hands clean of this place. I hate it here. Bah.
The being a stay at home Mom part....well....that's a lie....I am not "over" that because there is no other job or thing I would rather be doing at this point in my life...I'm just TIRED! So tired! I need a break! A vacation...a pedicure....a massage....a nap. All of the above?!?! Maybe my sweet, kind and thoughtful husband will read this. Yea right!
Rant and ramble, piss and grumble.....
Here's to a better attitude after my 2nd cup of coffee ;)
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
House for Sale!!!
Yippee Skippy :) Our house is up on the market! St. Joseph please do your work like you did last time!
We moved to this city a year and a half ago when Mike got transferred to Chicago. The move down here was a forced one. Mike's new base in Chicago required that he had to be able drive to Chicago O'hare in 2 hours time. He was "on call" and at his airlines' beckon call. That wasn't going to work while we were living in Sheboygan (which was exactly 2 hours away from the airport with no traffic). So, we packed up our house and sold it. We bought it from Mike's grandparents. His grandfather built the house in 1950 and we (Mike) remodeled it to make it modern and open concept. At the end of all of the work we put into that house....we really did love it. It was perfect for us and for our new family. It was a hard move. It has been even harder living here.
We are away from everything we knew and loved. While I have made good friends here and have been able to stay at home to watch J interact with all of his new friends...I am missing what we had up there. I miss the fourth of July with everyone gathering at our house (1 block from Lake Michigan) and watching the fireworks go off over the lake. I miss our dear friends who never let us down and spent every weekend possible with us...kicking back and enjoying life. I miss the way people held the door open for you out of kindness, rather than letting it slam on you as you exit behind them. I miss the eye contact and smiles that people gave you when crossing paths on the sidewalk...instead of looking at your toes and not acknowledging each others existence. This is definitley less of a midwesterny feeling town. I don't get the kindness and love everyone vibe that I did up in Sheboygan. Maybe that's the hippie in me, wanting everyone to get along, I don't know. We may not have given it much of chance because we were never thrilled about having to live here....but I will not be sad to say goodbye to the town itself...just the friends I have made.
We can only hope and pray that there is a family out there looking for a nice family home...and they can come bail us out of this house and back to the life we loved so much not long ago!!!!! The statue is buried in the backyard....the prayers have been said and will continue to be said....and until then...it's in God and our Realtor's hands ;)
We moved to this city a year and a half ago when Mike got transferred to Chicago. The move down here was a forced one. Mike's new base in Chicago required that he had to be able drive to Chicago O'hare in 2 hours time. He was "on call" and at his airlines' beckon call. That wasn't going to work while we were living in Sheboygan (which was exactly 2 hours away from the airport with no traffic). So, we packed up our house and sold it. We bought it from Mike's grandparents. His grandfather built the house in 1950 and we (Mike) remodeled it to make it modern and open concept. At the end of all of the work we put into that house....we really did love it. It was perfect for us and for our new family. It was a hard move. It has been even harder living here.
We are away from everything we knew and loved. While I have made good friends here and have been able to stay at home to watch J interact with all of his new friends...I am missing what we had up there. I miss the fourth of July with everyone gathering at our house (1 block from Lake Michigan) and watching the fireworks go off over the lake. I miss our dear friends who never let us down and spent every weekend possible with us...kicking back and enjoying life. I miss the way people held the door open for you out of kindness, rather than letting it slam on you as you exit behind them. I miss the eye contact and smiles that people gave you when crossing paths on the sidewalk...instead of looking at your toes and not acknowledging each others existence. This is definitley less of a midwesterny feeling town. I don't get the kindness and love everyone vibe that I did up in Sheboygan. Maybe that's the hippie in me, wanting everyone to get along, I don't know. We may not have given it much of chance because we were never thrilled about having to live here....but I will not be sad to say goodbye to the town itself...just the friends I have made.
We can only hope and pray that there is a family out there looking for a nice family home...and they can come bail us out of this house and back to the life we loved so much not long ago!!!!! The statue is buried in the backyard....the prayers have been said and will continue to be said....and until then...it's in God and our Realtor's hands ;)
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