I started this blog just after our Little Flower was born and it has been neglected to say the least. Its original purpose was to serve as a place for me to safely express myself and to keep a virtual scrapbook, if you will, for our daughter. I made a choice to shut it down for awhile do to some problems with an ex-boyfriend. (if you’re visiting my site again… you are NOT welcome here. Move on!!!)
SOOOOOO that said…
I have decided that this is America, I do have freedom of speech and self expression and I will continue my blog and once again begin to share the day to day musings of my life. If you wish to sneak a peek please do so and if you choose to comment that’s fine too, just remember this is MY blog. My thoughts, feeling, faith and life. Uncensored. Welcome.
This is the man that made me the woman I am today. Mommymetamorphosis. He has taught me how to love myself and in return love more openly, honestly, and freely than I ever have in my life. He is the father of my two little beauties and for that I am beyond grateful.
He is also the stepdad to my sons, with whom my mothering journey all began. He is the one who brought me back to life. On August 13, 2010. Back to a life that I have always wanted, cherished, and prayed for. A life I will never take for granted again. He is my husband, John and I thank God for him every day.
I also have 2 step-sons, who are 15 and 14. One of them has Autism.
Yes, my house can be a bit crazy when we are all together, but all of the boys do not primarily live with us full-time. So we go from four to eight and ninety miles an hour very quickly around here. During those times I am almost always grossly reminded to look before I take a seat on the toilet… it is never dry. I spend most of those days spinning my way around the kitchen serving the very hungry appetites of four teenage boys, who have metabolisms to die for. Sitting still during the days we are all together is rarely an option and I think that could be true for most people with active children.
Even after our newest baby arrived, we were off and running to the next activity. These activities are usually based around the season and sport they are participating in at the time.
Sigh. My butt hurts just thinking about all the bleachers I’ve sat upon and will sit upon in the future, supporting my active sports crazed sons, but it could be worse… I could be begging them to get off the couch and go outside.
Did I mention I was divorced? It’s been about 11 years or more and part of the reason I needed and wanted to start this blog. Divorce is hard, no matter how you slice it, there really isn’t a lot to prepare you for the harder work that follows. Dealing with an ex and your new spouse’s ex is not always pleasant, to say the least, and blending our families into one with older children can be even harder.
When all the boys are with their other parents we are our own little pod and the house used to seem oddly quiet, until the baby turned into a toddler and we added onto our pod with another little girl. Now instead of racing from sport event to sport event we are playing dress up, having tea parties, and painting toe nails, ‘just like Mama?!’
This is my journey through life after divorce, losing my mother to breast cancer, remarriage with teens, a toddler and a new baby. I am open, honest, and forthcoming. My experiences have brought me to where I am today and from what I have learned that is continuously changing.
Welcome to my metamorphosis! Thanks for visiting.