Wednesday, August 31, 2011

To do...

I have been so busy lately. I have so much going on and somehow I can't stop taking on more. I'm getting to that point where I get so overwhelmed that nothing gets done. Maybe now that I'm noticing I can take a step to prevent it. Yet, I sit here at my computer typing instead of getting anything done.

My baby Lorelei turns ONE on Friday, and her birthday part is this weekend. I am so excited about it! I am more excited about this than I was my own birthday earlier this month. I have so much I want to do for the party, but I just can't seem to get my mind together to even make a list to figure it out. Then I head over to pinterest to get more ideas, and then spend a few hours looking at organization ideas and amazing architecture that I'll probably never see in real life.

Next on my list of things to do I will be teaching a coupon class here on base on the second Tuesday of this month. I really don't have to be prepared too much I guess, I already know most everything I would need to know, I just have a problem of never feeling complete. In everything I do I constantly ask myself "what am I forgetting," and no matter what I never think I've got everything.

The scariest part of the class though is I will have to learn about shopping at the commissary, but it has been easier than expected. Also, the class will be taught at the General's house on base... This is the house I show my friends when they come to visit and we oooh and awww over. Crossing my fingers that everything will be a hit though and I can keep teaching others how to do this cause this is really something I want to share.

Last thing on my list is I'm helping a friend plan her wedding. This will also be a lot of fun. She and I have similar style and we are really good about communicating our likes/dislikes so this seems like it will go well. The hardest part I think will be coming up with a budget, but we have a year and lots of ideas.

And on top of all of this, I babysit and still need to figure out how to keep up my own house. Today I was doing laundry when I found somehow one of my favorite outfits of Lorelei's was completely stained.. it wasn't the pink stain like you would expect, but instead it was a dingy grey and maybe even a shade of purple. I scrubbed it with Oxyclean and rewashed it and it didn't change, next I scrubbed it with some Resolve Spray and Wash and it is washing again and I'm really hoping that it'll be white again. I have a feeling though it is done :(

Quick to do list for the night and tomorrow:
- Finish laundry
- Put laundry away
-Unload/reload dishwasher
-Clean off counter
-Clean out refridgerator
-Sweep/Mop
-Vacuum
-Clean up clutter
-Sleep.

Monday, August 1, 2011

I've been keeping busy lately. I planned out a whole 11th grade curriculum because I had planned on homeschooling a friend, but it fell through. I feel very accomplished just knowing I can do such a hard curriculum and pay nothing, so now I'm more confident about planning Lorelei's younger grades when I have some money. I just hope she gets as excited about it as I do.

I've also been planning Lorelei's birthday. It has been so much fun getting everything together. We are really tight on money and it has been interesting seeing what all I can do on such a tight budget. The OCD in me is shining through. Every once in a while I just stop though and think "wow, I can't believe my little baby is about to be a year old!" Seriously, one whole year! It seems like just yesterday I was sleeping and I woke up to my water breaking. My husband was rushing around like a mad man packing up the car. The long drive to the hospital, checking in with the guards at the front gate of the base. He tried to run all the way up to labor and delivery, and I waddled right behind fussing for him to slow down, leaking a little with each step. I remember laying wanting to punch my husband who was sleeping like a little baby, and pain free at that. I remember starving and watching them eat hamburgers. I remember crying because I felt like a failure getting an epidural, but loving the epidural so much because I felt human again. I remember my mom rubbing my hair and back and starting to push. It seemed like a few minutes, but really it was an hour and a half. They handed her to me and she was perfect. She still is perfect. She wasn't one of those ugly babies, she was beautiful the second she came into the world. I just wanted to hold her forever. I was so scared to go home. I knew I could take care of her, but it is scary when the nursers aren't a button push away.

So much has happened in the past year. In a little over a year David has came home from Afghanistan, we had a baby, moved to another state with a month old baby, so many big life changes in just over a year. I can't believe now I'm sitting here planning a birthday party.