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Our Family: October 2012
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Of all the things I have to play, I'd choose my brother any day." -Author Unknown. Thursday, October 25, 2012. My SIX year old! It's official. we have a 6 year old. How did that happen? We had a birthday party with some of Joey's friends from school that same weekend at a gym near our house. The kids played dodgeball, basketball and tag and then ended the party with cupcakes and presents. Grandma Shayne even made a surprise visit! The weather was beautiful so the kids spent a lot of time playing outside.
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The Glass Jar Every Human Being Needs to Hold
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Letting Go.To Grasp What Really Matters. Video & Press. The Glass Jar Every Human Being Needs to Hold. July 28, 2015. If I don’t say this now I will surely break. As I’m leaving the one I want to take. The Fray. Is there a chance something could happen? She asked. You know with the surgery. I knew what my eight-year-old daughter was asking. Although it had just dawned on her that something could go terribly wrong, the thought had plagued me for weeks. If I could bottle up my love I would. It was a writin...
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Inlovewithnow: July 2014
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Tuesday, 29 July 2014. Twice as nice (Twin Tuesday). Here are 7 of my reasons it's twice as nice rather than double the trouble when you have twins:. They always have a playmate. When they go to nursery for the first time, they aren't on their own. They have a friend when you go to new places. They can wake up together and have an early morning chat. Plus the fact that they have a playfriend can sometimes give you a little break to get a cuppa/something to eat! They can learn from each other. It is wonde...
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: about me
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I am a very silly, very complicated woman with A LOT going on in my brain ALL the time! I love being with my two favorite guys in the world, baking, crafting, talking on the phone, exercise and getting my girls night on. To me, life is as simple and as difficult as I choose each day. Some days I breeze through with the wind at my back and some days it's an uphill battle all the way. Welcome to the world of Marquesas! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). This is the story of me and my loves. The little red house.
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: 2.3.4.
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Because I don't do this enough anymore. Or ever really. Because I started crying listening to a country song today. And all the time these days. Can you tell yet what this post is trying so very hard not to be about? I am off my OCD medication again. On again off again. Baby three or no baby three. Now or later? So I question what this mean? Does the fact that I feel the need to be medicated to survive motherhood mean I shouldn't even be thinking of another babe? Don't you love how I go months without po...
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: the ocd diaries
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Every once in a while I feel the need to share a little bit of my life with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder here. I hope to help others that struggle with this demon. I know when I was first diagnosed I was terrified and searched EVERYWHERE for information. I'm hoping my story will, in some small way help others find their way to healing. The beginnings of my ocd diaries are here. More of my story can be found here. It's a long story, but one that needs to be told. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: ghosts and glamour.
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To steal my heart. Answer my call when I really need you. Offer me hugs, kind critiques, and true friendship. Help my children see something wonderful in the world. Tell me I'm beautiful. Watch ridiculous TV with me. Listen to me cry/whine/worry without judgement. Accept me even though you may not agree with me. Smile and laugh with me. BE REAL. (This one especially.). Come forth from my womb. (Sorry, only a couple of you can pull that off.). Make me laugh so hard no sound comes out. Tuesday, 28 May, 2013.
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: Sugar Cone Turrets
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I was riding my bright orange bike down the quiet, still streets of our suburban neighborhood. Pedaling as fast as my newly eight year old legs could go, relishing the wind whipping through my dishwater blonde hair. It was my birthday. And I was taking a ride to pass the time until my party. Nothing could touch me. I didn’t know it then but that day would be the last of my care free ones. The last time I knew. That mama could make everything better. The last time I'd believe that magic was real. ...Maybe...
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: new post.
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I can't even say how many times lately I have clicked that "new post" button only to delete the whole thing or get distracted a couple paragraphs in. Sigh. Sitting down long enough to write is difficult these days and I miss it. I know I have been saying that since Baby Brother was born but it's still true. Speaking of the big guy, he is SO adorable these days. He is in the middle of his language explosion and all of his new words are cute and mixed up in the most wonderful ways. Thunder is "Boom Boom".
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The Life and Times of Mrs. blimes: love
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Here's a post I did on our four year anniversary. Almost two years ago. There are many many more like this one on the blog. Some people think it's gross and too mushy but I love to love him. And I love to say so every chance I get. This heart. it beats. beats for only you. On a rainy evening four years ago my life began. The life I dreamed of as a little girl. The kind of life you're excited to wake up for every morning. The kind of life that makes you excited for tomorrow and the next day and the next.
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