Six years of Wedded bliss, aka, washing his underwear.

Six years ago yesterday I married my best friend. The journey there was fast and beyond that it has had it's major up and downs. I however would never change it for anything. He is my soul mate, the one, my best friend, you know, all that cheesy stuff. But he is who I am supposed to have my ups and my downs with. He is who I am supposed to have a family with. He is who I am supposed to share my feelings with.

We have been together almost seven years, now married six. Most people probably thought we'd be divorced before our first anniversary. If you were one, bite me! Marriage is hard. Very hard and if anyone tells you otherwise they're lying or in major denial. He pushes all the wrong buttons, he knows how to make my knees shake. He can place his hand on my shoulder and let me know everything will be okay.

We aren't perfect and I don't claim to be and never will. I have learned you really need to speak your feelings. Holding them in will honestly just make it so much worse. However after six years, I still do it. I just have my moments. It pisses him off but he does the same thing. We're human. We argue but we make up, move past it. If we can't have disagreements, we're living in a fantasy.

In those Six years of marriage we have had three beautiful sons. I know most people do the math from when we were married, together and had our oldest. The answer to your question is yes. However, he was not the reason for the marriage. He was an added perk. Our three boys mean so much to us. We are growing with them, learning from them and loving them.

He has taught me how to be less selfish (I would be lying if I said I wasn't selfish at all. I have my moments), he has taught me how to love and feel beautiful/acceptable. He shows me he loves me, cares about me. He works hard for us. He does his best and beyond. Without him, I wouldn't be complete. I wouldn't have my 3 beautiful boys, I wouldn't have my best friend. I wouldn't have my partner, my Jase. I am my own, but he adds so much to me. Our marriage isn't perfect but it is a very good one.

Here are to six more years and then 50 more on top of that. He stole my heart and then split it with my boys.

I love at the end of the day, my hand fits perfectly into his. <3

A change of plans

When we became parents we honestly had no clue what we were doing. We were young and in love, we loved our first born. He was our easiest baby and toddler. He's definitely proven at times to be a stickler in the whole 5 year old range. However, he's definitely smart and knows what he wants.

Dane is our most difficult. Mainly we were spoiled with the first child that we yes, did expect the same thing to happen again. Who doesn't dream to have two easy going, easy teething, crawling, walking, talking, happy go lucky babies twice? Who doesn't dream to have a toddler who is content to play and not get into cabinets or play with cords? Yes, we had our moments with Gage. He did give us some run for our money but mainly, he was such a laid back child. The big D however is loud, rambunctious, into every. single. thing. possible. He has his volume set to extremely screeching loud. I know a good portion of it is vying for our attention because well, he has an older brother to compete with and a younger brother. They all get their own time and attention from us but what 2.5 year old doesn't want more? Listening, the word is next to Joke in Dane's dictionary.

Bishop, well he's still only a baby. He does what most babies do. Crawls everywhere, is standing up, pulling up on furniture and starting to brave it and standing on his own. He tests the waters. Mainly with climbing the stairs. He'll get to the 2nd stair and then look back at you and smile. That means he's going to bolt so telling him no is pointless to him.

However lately things have been.. difficult. Jason and I have actually sat down and discussed how we're lost, we're both tired of the same routine and nothing is happening or getting better. We figured it out, it's us. We need a change and we are making that change.

We have seen the show Supernanny. Yeah, I know, what parent honestly turns to a TV show? Well after trying and trying and nothing working, we have. Not really the TV show but the nanny herself. Borders is sadly closing (but it worked in my favor) and I bought a book by Jo Frost called How To Get The Best Of Your Children. 

So, I am working on reading it. We are going to be serious about this. We want to be good parents and right now we feel like we are both failing. Something has to change, we do give in more then we should and it is starting to back fire on us. If we can find a way to be consistant and set, if we can find a way to make good on our word better then we have and this book can help us? Great.

I will review it when I am done. So far I am liking it. I have had to jump around a bit to find specific things that we are dealing with. Such as bed time, but I have been reading straight through and taking notes. We will be putting rules on our fridge and both abiding by them and sticking with them. We will also be putting our family time table up, becoming talking clocks. I'll explain it when I review it :)

Lets hope it works! Its up to us, but getting ideas and steps on what to do is what we need the most.

Meet Lux

Sorry for an absence but my in-laws were here from Friday till Monday and then we kinda just had a laze-about week. On Monday we went and got a new kitten from a coworker of Jason's. We have adopted 2 out of the 3 of our cats (one was given to me as a gift) so it's been a long time since we have had a kitten.

She is 9 weeks old, well I believe 10 now. She is all black and adorable. It took us forever to find a name for her. Name after name after name and we finally settled on, Lux. Luxy for the cute nickname.

Two out of our 3 cats don't mind her, one actually, Darwin, has started to play with her. He is the one we figured might be the most annoyed but since he has mellowed it doesn't seem to be a problem. Our newest (Well really with us 2 years now) Itty Bitty Kitty, she is mad. Just plain old mad and we knew it was coming. She'll come around. The oldest of the 3, fat cat aka pumpkin just doesn't care. He sniffed but then went and laid down in one of his usual fat kitty cat perches.

She has become boss of the 90lb Chocolate lab of ours named Gannon. Our Shih-tzu hasn't been so nice. He seems to be the one who wants to go after her the most. So we're keeping Grimm and Lux apart as much as possible until she gets bigger. Just to make her feel more comfortable and not fear the dogs and so Grimm learns we don't chase cats.

Other then that, shes adjusted great. Has several hiding spots. Which is pretty easy for an all black small cat. We have a hard time finding her most of the time. Like right now, she's hiding and I can't find her. I know she'll come out on her own.

But, that's lux. I will update tomorrow. I need to get back into the groove! Being off for the week has definitely thrown me for a loop.