Skip to main content

Not sure I'll get to finish this blog post.


I’m finally sitting down to write something!  Oh I have been wanting to do this.  I’ve been slightly tied up lately, nursing a new baby every couple of hours.  Yep, we have a newborn in the house again!  Currently I am in zombie mode, surviving on very little sleep.  It is a happy sleepy time though…I’m enjoying getting to know the little one I’d been waiting to hold for nine months.  He is a sweet baby boy and I’m loving being his mommy.  Even in the middle of the night, honestly.  It’s a sweet time in those quiet hours, just the two of us.  I’m blessed and I know it.  J

 

Of course, writing has been on my mind.  I want to get back to work on book #2, and soon!  I set a goal for this one, to finish within a year.  I started writing it in November, so it’s still an attainable goal.  I hope all goes as planned and I’m able to pursue having my second book published.  I just have to remember to work hard and continue to live on little sleep for this to happen.  I’ll sleep when my kids are grown, right??

 

Super short blog post, I know.  I have a little one calling my name and I’m going to snuggle him!

 

Until next time…

Comments

  1. gm7July 24, 2014 at 9:16 AM

    I just stumbled on this blog and loved, loved reading it. All of it. Thank you for sharing your life.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

I know you're busy, but this is important

  We just ended a season of little league baseball and softball. Well, regular season ended. We just started All Stars for our youngest. Having multiple kids in sports is B-U-S-Y. We were at the ball fields every night of the week and most of the day each Saturday. The youngest had a few different tournaments, and if you know the softball tournament world you understand that you live at the ball fields those weekends. Games on Friday night, all day Saturday and all day Sunday. The baby’s second to last regular season tournament was exhausting. It was a hot weekend, my husband was working nights the first part so I was solo with all of the kids at the fields the first night, and then the second day I was literally at the fields for 9 hours. There was no time for laundry, no time to get ready for school for the week, no time for the rest I desperately wanted. Getting home that night we hardly had the energy for showers before it was time to go to bed. The next day would be a Sunday a
Post a Comment
Read more

I don’t drink anymore. But nothing has changed! (Except everything.)

Hi, my name is Christy, and I don’t drink. I used to. I used to drink kinda frequently, actually. But now I don’t.   No, I didn’t hit some ‘rock bottom’ moment, like drinking and driving and almost killing myself (or someone else.) I didn’t stop taking care of my responsibilities while drinking. I still woke up and took care of my kids every day. I just decided that it was getting to be too much. I was starting to dislike the way I felt. And I quit. I don’t drink anymore, but nothing has changed. (Except everything.) I used to be the first to say, with a laugh, “I don’t WANT to parent without alcohol!” Parenting is hard. My children are gifts that I thank God for daily, but the work involved with raising them is the hardest work I’ve ever done. ‘Mommy wine’ culture is a thing, and I was all about it. (well, I wasn’t so much a wine girl as a beer girl, but nonetheless I bought all of the 'mommy juice' sentiment that came with drinking.) I would tell myself that I deser
5 comments
Read more

A love story

Once upon a time, a 20-year-old female sailor was almost arrested for violating article 134 of the Uniform Code of Military Justice.   What was she doing, you ask?   Well, she was conducting in a nature that would bring discredit to the Navy.   More specifically?   She was drinking under the age of 21.   Even more specifically?   She was drinking a bottle of Bud Light, with approximately 8-10 other young sailors, in a friend’s barracks room. This young girl knew she shouldn’t have been drinking underage.   But she wasn’t very bright, and was not thinking of the consequences of her actions if she were to be caught, so she did it anyway. That evening, a young male sailor on duty (he was a master-at-arms in the Navy, in other words-military police) was patrolling the barracks.   He’ll tell you now, if you ask him, that he was bored and looking for something to do. Well, he found something.   He found the aforementioned girl and her friends, drinking beer at the barracks, door
8 comments
Read more