7 days and counting

So I am down to 7 days until the big move. Can I say anxiety? I am worrying about all kinds of things. I hope that this journey will help me make a stronger person. I hope to teach my girls that you have to be a strong woman. When I was young, I figured I would grow up and meet a man that would support me financially and spiritually. I want to teach my girls to be strong, to get an education, and believe in themselves. My self esteem is so low at this point. That is something that I need to work on. I am a good person. My good friend Brande is totally helpful. She is holding my hand through this journey and she says she is totally full of shiz. LOL. (blogging at work is fun) Wish me luck in my journey to finding myself and living amongst the cows.

Some days you get a cookie...

A good friend told me that some days you get a cookie and that is a good day. Other days (most days) are non cookie days. Today is a non cookie day. We sat down and told the kids we are getting divorced. They cried. We cried. Life is going to change. The kids and I are moving at the end of the school year and hopefully coming back when school starts if I can find a place to rent.

Hay's Birthday

Hay spent her Birthday on our Vacation up in the mountains at Wolf Creek. We were with Aunt Tami and gang and had a real good time. It wasn't the traditional birthday we usually have and it snowed at least 6 inches that day, but I think she enjoyed it anyways.

Showing off some of her gifts

She got a facial thing, so they tried it out

Sad looking cakes taste good thank goodness.

See, it looks yum now! Happy Birthday Hay.

We went for pedicures and had a blast!

Pink Cast

I am finally posting pictures of baby P's pink cast. She is adapting pretty well. It is pretty hard finding clothes that will go over it because it is so bulky. We think she has to have it on for 4-6 weeks and no surgery. They are calling it a buckle fracture (if that means anything to anyone) Its not a bad break and usually heals really quick. She is still pretty happy and enjoys showing it to everyone.

Broken Arm

So, We are at the start of our fun spring vacation and we started with a broken arm. Baby P fell down yesterday and has been miserable. Finally, after a long trip to St. Lukes Magic Valley, she is up to her armpit in a cast. I am having trouble posting the picture from my parents computer, so a photo will come later. Fun Times!

TTFN "TaTa" for Now

The wee baby is 17 months and we are 48 hours no TaTa. (No boob) Its a miracle. I didn't think we would live through it. She loved it. I'm a little sad. But now I can get on meds and hopefully not be so angry all of the time. Wish me luck for the next 48 hours that I can survive the rock hard boobies.

Oh where, Oh were has Mary gone?

Wow. What a busy life I am having. I finally charged my camera, but I haven't taken any pictures. I will get on that soon.

I am finally getting my weekend shift. I am so excited! I will only have to work three nights instead of four. Hopefully I will come back to the land of the living.

I am up to my elbows in vomit today. I have been so needing a day off. Not sure if I wanted to spend it cleaning up barf from a little baby that doesn't have any aim.

More to come soon....I promise.