Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Sixteen

It feels like yesterday you were this little. 

And then just like that I blinked and you turned 16. 

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY R1! 

I will love you forever and ever.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

One of the High Costs of Having a Teenager

So R1 turns 16 in a few short weeks. Today I called the car insurance company to see how much it would cost for us to him to our insurance. 

I have two words for you, Oh my! I think my head might have exploded just a tad bit when the very nice woman told me how much my car insurance would go up each month. I even asked her to double to check that I received my child minor discount since I have been with them for over five years. Not only did I receive that discount but because R1 has a better than "B" average in school I received another discount. See kids, good grades do pay off, in the amount of car insurance your parents have to pay in order for you to be able to drive a car.

I called Hubs and gave him the bad news. And right after those few words came out of my mouth my head began to pound. 

I immediately began to think about all of the kids out there who R1 is friends with whose parents car insurance will also go up but those parents who purchased brand cars for those kids. So now you are talking about a car note as well. 

I would love to give my kids everything their hearts desire along with what my heart desires for them to have. But that is just not going to happen. I refuse to go into that kind of debt at this stage in the game. 

Hubs and I talked about maybe buying him a brand new one when he graduates from high school that way it will last him all four years of college and few years beyond that and then he can purchase his next new car but that is a few years away. Right now I'm trying to absorb the shock of the increase to my car insurance. 


Well I'm off to find some Advil or a big glass of wine or both. Anything to help with the pounding that is going on inside my head.


 

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Summer Ball

Ahhh, my happy place. 

Yep I like the sound of a baseball hitting the bat just right and you know it's going deep. I like the sound of metal spikes from baseball cleats hitting the cement. I also like to listen to all the smack talk from guys sitting in the dugout. 

My love for the game of baseball is a deep one. It goes back to when I was a kid and my dad used to take my brother and I to watch the Houston Astros play in the Dome. I have vivid memories of those times that I still cherish today. 
 
While I have enjoyed our break for a few weeks I'm glad to be back watching the kid I love doing the thing he loves. 





Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Astros Weekend Fun

During the 2015 post season of Houston Astros several photographers captures the moment Colby Rasmus came out with his sweaty messy long hair, no shirt, a ski mask, and full champagne bottle that he proceeded to spay on anyone that was standing around him. It was an awesome moment and a pretty gross moment at the same time. 

The Astros organization decided to turn that moment into a never ending one with a free bobble head doll give away. The only difference was the bobble head was required to have a shirt. Once that give away date was announced and R1 found out about it he kept reminding us how he would love to get one of those and how we needed to go to the game. 

Hubs and I talked about it and decided that we get tickets as soon as they went on sale and we would keep it a surprise from the boys. So back in March Hubs purchased tickets to the June 4 game, Oakland Athletics vs. Houston Astros. We went three months of saying nothing. When R1 asked if we got tickets to the game we told him no, sorry they sold out so fast. He even brought up purchasing the tickets on StubHub. We just told him over and over they were unavailable. 

The plan was to tell them we had a birthday party to go in Houston and that it was outside so wear comfortable clothes. So the night before the game, I loaded up the back of the car with the boys' baseball gloves and Astros t-shirts. 

On the morning of June 4th we drove to Houston for the "birthday party". As we got closer to Minute Maid Park, R2 said can't we just skip the party and go watch the Astros play?  Then R1 chimes in with I would have liked to have gone to the game yesterday, it was the Colby Rasmus bobble head giveaway. Hubs said no that give away is today. R1 said no it was the 4th. Hubs replies, today is the 4th. And with that I said guess what we are not going to a birthday party, WE ARE GOING TO THE ASTROS GAME and then took the exit to get to the ballpark. 

The boys were both so stunned. R1 just kept saying, really we're going? R2 just sat in complete silence. I have to say it was an awesome moment. I'm glad Hubs and I kept it a secret.

Here are two happy boys!
 

Here is R1 with his Colby Rasmus bobble head doll. See I told you, awesome and gross at the same time. 
 

Our seats for this game were right behind the bullpen. It was great to see the most of the pitchers and catchers hanging out and interacting with the fans.

 I snapped this of Collin McHugh warming up before the game. 

And this one of Jason Castro taking a break after warming up.  


Here are all three of my boys having a little fun while going into extra innings. This seems to happen pretty much any time I ask them to take a picture, shenanigans!

And the best part, the Astros beat the A's 6-5! Way to play boys!

Thursday, May 26, 2016

This Kid Right Here!

I am so proud of this kid right here! R2 had awards day at his school yesterday and he received six. He received Student Council, Outstanding Science Student, Jurassic World Tour Guide, A/B Honor Roll Last 9 weeks, Famous Americans Participant, and the best award of all...Accelerated Reader Award. 

That's right folks, this kid who has dyslexia received the Accelerated Reader Award. What a testament to his hard work and his great teachers. His daddy and I could not be more proud of him. 

Way to go R2! You rocked 5th grade like the star that you are!



Wednesday, May 11, 2016

When You've Broken Up With Your Mother And It's Mother's Day


I love being a mother. It's one of the greatest things I've done in my life. Sure there are plenty of days where I feel like I have failed at my motherhood gig but it's the other days that out weigh that feeling and give me such a sense of pride. 



Isn't that what Mother's Day is about? When you look at your children and revel in their accomplishments. You feel that your heart is about to explode because you are just filled with so much love for them. And what about that moment when you realize you've helped them achieve something so great. It's those moments in life and your breath hitches and you just smile a grin that reaches from ear to ear. Yes, that's what it's all about, for me anyway.



But what do you do when you and your mother are no longer together, broken up and Mother’s Day no longer means the same thing for you as an adult as it did when you were a kid.



I read an article the other day about a woman who said her mother was more of an acquaintance to her since she made the decision to no longer have a substantial relationship with her.  I had a similar relationship with my mother only I chose to end the relationship with her completely. I haven’t spoken to or seen her in over 14 years.



My parents divorced when I was 18 years old and my brother was 14 years old. When I was younger my mom was great. She did all the wonderful things that parents do, go on field trips, put little note cards in my lunch, volunteer at school and a host of other little things. But something changed in her after she and my dad divorced. I have always referred to it as the time my mom went off the deep end. She became a bitter woman. She was spiteful, hateful, angry, controlling, and down right vindictive.



She left my brother and I shortly before I turned 19. I came home from college one day and she was packing. She informed me that she was moving with her boyfriend to Louisiana and my brother and I were not going with her.  I ended up taking care of my brother who was by now 15 for a few months until I was no longer able to do so.



It was a few years after my mother moved that I was finally able to finally reach out to her. I was quickly reminded that she was no longer the mother that I remembered from my childhood.  My grandmother had always wanted us to try and repair our relationship and because I loved my grandmother dearly, I tried. It was extremely difficult and my husband saw what a toll it took on me each time I spoke with her.



Several years later my grandmother passed away and mother called my house and left me a message on the answering machine. A very brief and very cold message.  It was at the point I made a conscious decision to cut all ties with this woman I no longer knew. Oh trust me I agonized over my choice for months before I finally broken down and wrote a letter to her. Somewhere along the way when I became a mother myself I realized this was not a healthy relationship for me or my family. I did not want my son to be exposed to her actions. But once I finally made the decision to “break up” with her I never looked back.



I wrote her one last letter letting her know of my decision and what had lead me to make that choice. As soon as I placed that letter in mail box I felt as if a 4,000 pound weight had been lifted off of me. About a week later I received a reply from her. I read it and then threw it away. Her words no longer hurt me they way that had in past. My decision had freed me.



But for some reason once a year as Mother’s Day approaches my mind wanders back to my childhood and the mother I had then. I’m not sad of over my choice and don’t regret it, I made peace with it years ago. 

But as I reflect back I can’t help but look forward too. And I am reminded of the mother I want to be. A mother who is kind and gracious. A mother who is there for the good times and the bad. A mother who will lift up her children when needed. A mother who is supportive and offers guidance. A mother who’s children knows that she has their back. A mother who is her children's biggest fan. A mother who wraps them in the tightest hug if only for second and tells them everyday how much they are loved. A mother who snuggles most every time her children ask. But most of all a mother who loves unconditionally and without end.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

I'm Sad It's Over

Highschool baseball season ended for R1 Tuesday night and we ended it with a win. We played 25 games in two months and we traveled over 1600 miles. 

Thank you for the memories this season R1, I love to watch you play!