Bedtime Boogie

Isn't is absolutely lovely when our children beg us to watch one last television show before bed? First it was bath time, then teeth, fresh diaper and pajamas...then just before Mommy picks up the wee one...he goes to the TV and begs for it to be turned on...Does the baby get his way? Yes, this evening he did... It was quite the experience! Now, Noah is so funny! He almost tries so hard not to dance when the little tunes come on, he turns his hip to the side, twists his toe, and then BAM! He can't help it anymore; the dancing follows! This video is so adorable of little Noah dancing to his last show before bed. I love it. I had a hard time uploading, so hopefully if you follow this link you can see it. http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=528062801647&ref=mf

Coincidental Timing

When one door closes, another one opens.  A complete cliche, but it works.  As you read in a previous post, I had recently lost my job.  Well, this morning I wake up to the most wonderful voicemail!  I am getting an interview for a job I applied for over a month ago when I was job hunting before!  An executive administrative position!

I am so happy that this opportunity has come along and off my resume goes to a few more places!

My Precious Boys

Now this, for all of you who haven't experienced...is called relaxation!  Enjoying life can be tiring, sit down for a few and take a moment to breathe deep.  If a 19 month old can do it, you can too!  I love this picture of my boys!

I love my baby

These moments are the best in life. I couldn't imagine a better moment than holding my baby in my arms.

There's a voice inside my head sayin' "you'll never make it."

Gotta keep my head held high...

I put this as my theme song because it means so much in my life.  Every day that goes by is difficult; whether you lose a job, have an unexpected pregnancy, argue with a friend or parent, whatever it may be...there is always tomorrow.

My life has become more complicated in the past week due to losing a job, but in another way it has become more flexible and relaxing.  It isn't always easy to remain on the positive side of a situation.  It is all a matter of the mind and how we choose to act.  It is ambition, personality, and poise.  Do you have it?

I know I have struggled in and out of my life, whether I am in touch with my senses or not, somehow I manage to make it back to where I need to be to keep my life in check.  I am a strong person and the people who put me down obviously do not understand what they are missing out on.  My son knew what he was missing when I wasn't home and I could tell the moment I arrived home from a hectic day at work.

I take this as a sign and a blessing.  My job is out there, I just have to search for it and grab it when it comes. I am taking life day by day, but keeping my hopes and dreams for the future.  My fiance told me last night when I was crying, "All that matters is that little boy in that room.  As long as he is happy, you should be happy.  He couldn't ask for anything more and you know that.  Just remember his smile and how happy he is. He runs around this new house like he is the happiest person on this Earth, tell me what could make him happier than to have a Mommy and Daddy that love each other?"

I love my fiance for keeping me in line at my lowest moments.  Right now, I jam to my music, listening to lyrics as if they speak specifically to me.  Now that is some life.  Live it, Love it, and Laugh while your at it!

Quick Update -- More to Come

Hello there readers,

I am terribly sorry that I have not written in so long.  I had to give it up for a while due to schoolwork.  Now, I am an official college graduate with a degree in English.  A part of me is oh so proud and another part is a bit disappointed.  I am in search for a job that requires solely an English degree or a BA in general...but there doesn't seem to be much out there.

I am exploring some other options; I am looking into graduate schools with interest in either a Master's in English or Master's in Education.  I am also looking to see if I could just do the undergraduate education program to earn my teaching license for Virginia.  We shall see if I decide to continue my education further or not.  A benefit would be that my student loans would be deferred a bit longer...who knows what will happen.

As for now, I am working on my book as much as possible and checking out publishing companies that interest me.  I wrote the final chapter!  Now I know how I am finishing the book, but I still have a lot to fill in between!  I hope to put up some pictures and write again soon!

I love feedback, so feel free to comment!!

The Flights to Idaho

Well, the weather was beneficial towards my trip, no snow that complicated the flights!  I was all packed by the day prior to our travels and my mother picked us up from our apartment in Bridgewater.  She lives closer to Dullas airport and it would be more sleep if we could get up later!  We needed to be at the airport by 8:30 AM to make my 10:45 flight.  Which would get Noah and I to Denver by 2pm Eastern Time and 12PM Mountain Time. 
As we arrived at the airport I had to check in to make sure that the airline knew I was going to have a lap child.  I had talked to a United representative the evening before and they notified me that Noah's carseat must be put in a bag to be checked under.  So, I had a large red suitcase, and an awkwardly shaped yellow bag due to the carseat.  We paid $55.00 to have two bags checked under. After we got all the bags checked in my mother parted from Noah and myself so that we could go through security. 
The security check was such a hassle.  We didn't have a problems persae, but it was quite frustrating to take off my coat, side pouch, bookbag, shoes, and so forth.  I had to sit Noah on the table so that I could get everything into one of those gray bins they have on the counter.  Then a man called over to me, "Ma'am, make sure you do not put the child on the table on this side because he will slide off."  As if I would be stupid enough to put my child on the rolling pins that slide my stuff across!  I couldn't believe that comment, I guess he though I was some sort of imbisol.  Anyway, one of the women security guards helped me gather my stuff and bring it all over to a bench.  After getting Noah's shoes back on and all the millions of other little things together, I was about to walk off and realized that I had managed to lose Noah's birth certificate in this hectic process.  In my mind I had started flipping out, but I didn't make any large commotion about it.  I looked behind me suspecting that it had fallen somewhere in the process of the security line, but then soon realized it was on the floor underneath the bench infront of me.  I was quite relieved.

Once we rode the ground transportation to our gate (which Noah enjoyed the new train they have) we walked into hectic city.  People running around crazy trying to make their flights and such.  I walked up to the service counter, completely out of breath from walking with a backpack, a backpack on Noah, Noah himself, and a portable DVD player in my "spare" hand.  I wanted to make sure that we were all checked in and had good seats that were appropriate for a baby.  I figured that an isle seat would be best because it would give me the easiest way to the restroom if I needed to change his diaper or anything of that manner, but the woman took my isle seat away and told me window seats are better.  "We cannot afford to have children running up and down the isles when the flight attendants are trying to do their job." Is what this lovely customer representative said to me.  So, a window seat we got, but fortunetaly it had an empty seat beside it with a woman in the isle seat. 
When we got onto the plane I was so frustrated, I was nervous about the plane ride to come (considering it was a 3 1/2 hour one).  I tried everything to keep Noah occupied, but for some reason while on a plane he only enjoys his toys for a matter of a few seconds.  I pulled out the portable DVD player and turned it on...guess what...it malfunctioned.  So, Noah was happy for a matter of a second when he got to see the menu of his Baby Einstein DVD...but I couldn't get it to play for him.  I was very upset that I couldn't get it to work.  The woman next to us was very understanding, she said she had two of her own that were 12 months apart.  Once she ordered food, Noah was all over her, I felt awful.  He kept grabbing her sandwich and her glasses.  It is so difficult to keep a child entertained at 14 months on a plane when your portable DVD player has faulted.  So, I moved to the middle seat to contain him to the window seat.  Towards the end of this long trecherous flight, Noah fell asleep.  Thank goodness!  Of course, it was only for the last half hour unfortunetaly. 
Once we arrived at the Denver airport I had to go up to the board and find out which gate our next flight was going to be in...of course...it was all the way clear across the airport.  I stopped at the one and only place that had a high chair and got Noah and myself a hotdog with fries.  I didn't really eat any of it, but Noah must have been starving.  I realized how complicated it was to travel with an infant everyone loves because you tend to get a million text messages per second..."are you there yet?" "how was Noah on the flight?" "how's Noah handling it?" "how long until your next flight..."
After we ate lunch we headed to our gate.  I was sweating profusely and practically gasping for air.  I was frustrated to see many people walking around with their children in strollers...little did I know, you can take a stroller at no extra cost for your convenience!  Why couldn't I have know this information before?  It would have been so much easier!  (But...at least now I know).  By the time we made it to the gate after the two hour layover was nearly over (we had taken about an hour to eat and go potty...and about an hour to get to the gate across the airport).  I knew this flight was shorter and also had a smaller plane...but I had no idea quite how small the United Express airplane was going to be.  We were all the way in the back of the plane, again with a window seat, and completely squished.  Noah, gratefully, was exhausted and wound up falling asleep upon departure and waking up directly upon landing.  It was an aboslutely wonderful flight!  Once we arrived in Boise's small airport it was just a hop, skip, and a step away to baggage and our dear cousins we came to visit.