Mom-life Lately

Mom-life Lately

We have finally gotten a month in of a day-to-day that resembles a routine. Yay us! In July we bought our house, in August we went on a three-week vacation to Puerto Rico and it was amazing. September was a little less eventful and that was perfect. We focused on digging into our homeschooling plan and enjoying the mid-80s weather. It’s not really Fall here in Texas but it’s not quite hot anymore and we are soaking it up.

I’m really feeling like a city-dweller again and I’m enjoying myself. I’m not going to lie, I miss Marshall and the country side. Part of me still mourns our little country-side lifestyle that never really got off of the ground. That’s how things roll. Sometimes things take you by surprise and change.

Now we are in San Antonio, reacquainting ourselves with all the new sights and eats and experiences that have sprung up since the last time I lived here in 2011; back when Red and I were long-distance dating and I had moved back home after undergrad.

San Antonio is really buzzing! The city is rebuilding some of my most beloved areas; the neighborhoods where most of my childhood memories are rooted. It’s been so wonderful relearning the Eastside and Downtown.

The kids are flying through their curriculum faster than expected and I’m trying to figure out what we are going to move onto next. I’m a proud mama bird.

I have to say, I’m pretty proud of myself for the way I am able to bounce back in the situations that have surrounded our lives. What with my anxiety and structured nature, it would be easy for me to be paralyzed by the whirlwind that has become my life over the past year. There have been days that I sink into myself and become overly stressed and anxious, yes, but my kids…..they are the anchor that keeps me going. Their bright personalities and adorable belly laughs; it really is magic. They are not just a “quick fix” to my worries, they literally make things better…without even trying.

I think that it is pretty common to feel a loss of individuality when you transition from independent individual to motherhood. I have absolutely felt that loss in more ways than one but, let me tell you, the other side of that coin is so good. I am so fulfilled in being RJ and Milly’s mommy.

Until Next Time.


2018 (A Whirlwind Experience)

2018 (A Whirlwind Experience)

It’s only the end of May and 2018 has already proved to be one hell of a year. First off, my grandmother died in January. It was hell because she was such a huge part of both my childhood and adult-life. My mother was also the primary care giver for her for several years prior to her death and I began to worry that she (my mom) wouldn’t know what to do with herself when her mother died. On several occasions, I mentioned to my husband (Red) that if she didn’t already have grandchildren, my children, I would be seriously worried that she would wither up and die after my grandmother was gone. So, when Rose, my grandmother, finally passed, I began taking the trip to San Antonio from Houston every weekend to spend time with my mom. And then we, Red and I, decided to move….out of town.

February was spent traveling to visit my mom on the weekends and then packing boxes and traveling to Marshall during the week. This has been the slowest moving experience ever. It sucks. Really, really, sucks. I already hate moving. Everything about it causes my anxiety to rise and that was before the addition of children.

I also pulled the kids from their prep-school. To save the money, yes, but to give us more freedom to come and go from Houston as we needed to. Now my kids–my extremely active, easily excited and easily bored kids–are with me all day. Guess how my high my productivity has been? Yikes. February was brutal.

April was a hodgepodge of living in two houses at once, as our ranch house starts to fill up and our Houston house starts to empty. Not the most ideal situation but we rolled with the punches.

May has still been a little hectic, what with us trying to unpack and figure out a real groove. I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. The kids are going to, seriously, thrive on the ranch. We have already wrangled up some horses that we have lovingly named: Spirit, Chica Linda and Peppermint Stick. We still have a few left to name.

We plan on getting pigs and chickens and starting a garden. I’ve recently realized that we are on the verge of homesteading and that’s pretty exciting.

Life has taken and given a lot to this family in 2018 already. Let’s see what happens next.



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