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Some days I’m pretty good at this whole parenting thing then there are days like today. Some days I wake up and can hear the birds chirping outside, I’m able to meet the needs of everyone in my house and keep smiles on everyone’s faces. Then there are days like today. Most days I can get three kids out the door and off to school with pressed clothes, Tied shoes and a little skip in their step. Then there are days like today. Let me preface this post by saying yesterday was DST (daylight savings time). Boy is this a dousy of a day- especially for parents! DST for parents with small children ( I can’t speak for those with older children as our oldest is only 7) is in one word: exhausting. It means the little boy who normally wakes up at 6:30am is now awake at 5:30. Or worse the little boys who wakes up at 5:30 is awake at 4:30! True story. On the opposite end the child who is ready to go to bed at 6pm, starts getting fussy at 4 pm and is ready for bed by 5pm but can’t go to sleep because it’s too early. So by 7 pm you have three children who have been up since 6 am, and in a downward spiral and ready for bed for atleast 2 hours. This morning pretty much followed suit. Everyone was exhausted ( including me)… So everyone was a grouch including our oldest who in a matter of about 30 seconds lost pretty much every privelage known to him! This morning was the pits. I was thankful that I was able to get everyone on the bus, and myself off to work on time. If I only knew what this evening had in store for me I would have considered this morning a blessing!
Hi there! Remember me?! The girl behind this little space? Well I’m still here. Lately I’ve been tossing around the idea of completely revamping this space of mine and I’ve finally decided to take the plunge! Are you ready for some BIG changes? I feel like the blog as it is now was a representation of who I kind of still am, but it doesn’t encompass all of me at the point I am at in my life. For the past few months I’ve been dealing with a blog identity crisis and today I am happy to say that crisis is over! I’m ready to embrace the life I am living with open arms, an open heart, and a smile on my face! So stay tuned, there are big surprises on the horizon I promise!
A few weeks ago I was invited to be a part of an amazing Social Media/ Social Good trip at the Jersey Shore. 40 women came together from all across the country to promote that after Superstorm Sandy our shore and beaches are still open for Summer 2013. Some of you may remember this post and this post. Where my family is located Superstorm Sandy literally passed right over top of us. We are located just about 15 minutes outside of Atlantic City. I can still remember being huddled with our entire family that night as she passed over. All 5 of us were on a queen air matress in the middle of our tiny living room and when we lost electricity at about 6pm our children could not for the life of them figure out what a “boom box” was 🙂 For me, the eye of the storm was the most surreal. For about a good 30 minutes all was peaceful, calm, and quiet and then her fury picked up just as fast and powerful as it left off. We were very lucky that we did not incur any large losses or destruction from Sandy, but others were not. That is one of the reasons why this trip took place. There were many false reports in the news about the Atlantic City boardwalk being completely destroyed, which were not true. The boardwalk is alive and very much thriving this summer, we were able to witness and see this first hand on our trip.
Our gracious host, Caesars Atlantic City, were amazing just amazing to us. Our hosts, travel arrangements, meals, room service, everything was top notch! Every person who worked at Caesar’s maintained an upbeat, gracious attitude. There was also the marble/tile shower which felt like you were in heaven, the tv in the bathroom mirror, the exquisite sheets on their beds, and their priceless views they had to offer. All of this wrapped up into one was the best little treat I could have asked for! From the moment I walked into the room I was in complete bliss. Like I said before my family and I are locals to the area and one thing I can say for sure is this: Caesars was able to show me a side of Atlantic City I.never.knew.existed!
Stay tuned for more posts on our #jerseylove trip!
After an almost 4 month hiatus I am back! I know, I know I’ve said that before…but this time it’s for reals! This past weekend I had the most amazing experience at my first social good/ social media/ blogger conference. I was surrounded for 48 hours by some of the most intelligent, beautiful, caring women this community has to offer, and I cannot wait to tell you ALL about it… As soon as I’m able to gather all of those thoughts :). For now I will leave you with a sneak peak of just some of the awesomeness that was experienced this weekend! And if you want some more details head over to Twitter and search #jerseylove to see all of the love that was experienced! Follow me too @3_litlebirds
Healing.
Lately my heart and soul have been doing A LOT of healing.
Healing is difficult.
It means letting go of all that has happened in the past for hope of what the future holds.
I didn’t always have the perfect childhood growing up and what I did have was way less than normal.
For so many years I have been ashamed, embarrassed, and downright depressed at the thought of some people in my life.
People who were supposed to be next to me every step of the way growing up.
People who were supposed to be my strongest supporters.
People who were supposed to get me through every struggle I ever had to face, without fear.
People who were supposed to tell me it would all be okay.
People who were never supposed to abandon me.
I didn’t have that kind of experience growing up.
And for that I harbored a lot of animosity, hurt, and hatred
For many, many years…
perhaps too long.
Now that I have children of my own I see my life through a different perspective.
The lens through which I see my life is clear because I know how I don’t want to live out my life.
My life is now lived through my children.
My days are focused around them and has been since before they were born.
My children’s earliest memories will have me in them.
Their wants, their needs, their trials and their successes, I was there for.
My whole world is saturated by them.
They are the reason I wake up every morning.
Every smile, every tear, every twinkle in their eye I have been able to experience first hand.
I am so lucky!
And for that I am forever grateful.
I now realize that for whatever reason certain people who weren’t in my life-in the way I would have liked them to be-for a long time weren’t for a reason.
I would be lying if I told you I knew the reason they weren’t.
But I don’t.
And I may never…
And I’m okay with that.
What I can tell you is that no matter how bad things have gotten you can always, always start over.
It has taken me 28 years, a marriage of almost 9 years, and 3 kids to realize all of this.
And that is OKAY 🙂
This road to healing has been anything but easy.
Most days it took every fiber of my being to not look back at all of the hurt I have endured in my past.
It would have been much easier to harbor all those feelings inside me, to lock them away in a dark place, and throw away the key, forever.
But that would not have been good for anyone.
There has certainly been a lot of hurt, but I have so many beautiful beginnings to look forward to.
From this point we have begun to build new.
We have new beginnings filled with a new love, new respect, and new caring for one another.