So I have been debating for some time now about whether or not I should start a blog. I have wanted to, I have just been unsure about how interesting my life may seem to the public. But the events of my morning sealed the deal for me! My intentions of this blog are to expand on my general facebook updates and write the full story. I welcome you into my crazy life, so I can share my ups and downs and misfortunes with you. I am an extremely blessed person with a wonderful little family, although it seems that when everything is working great, a screwdriver is thrown into the mix and shakes things up a little bit (actually, a lotta bit!) My name is Emily and I am 23 years old (and I have a birthday coming up!) I have lived in Alabama for over 5 years. I originally moved here to attend Auburn University (WAR EAGLE!), but once I got married I moved to the country in northern Alabama. I have been married to my wonderful husband Teddy since October 16, 2009. I have an amazing stepson Hayden, 11 (who also has a birthday coming up!) whom I love as my own child. On June 26th we welcomed our newest blessing, Cole Rylan, into our lives. Becoming a mother has been the most special, don’t forget exhausting, thing I have ever experienced. It has shaped me into the woman I am becoming and the woman I one day hope to be. I am proud to say that I am a cloth diapering, exclusively breastfeeding, baby wearing, co-sleeping, attached parent kind of mother. I take pride in the fact that I am giving my son the best things that I possibly can. Of course what is best for my child is my decision, and everyone will have their own opinions or way of doing things. But that is exactly it, what is best for my son is up to me to decide. I am a new mother, and I still have a LOT to learn! It seems like when you finally conquer something, it will change and you have to learn how to handle the new situation, so there isn’t just one way of doing things for any period of time.
Being me is a new adventure every day. Last night for example, I went to bed never imagining what today would bring. Sure, I had my expectations. I was hoping on a nice relaxing day with my little man by our beautifully quirky Christmas tree and wait until my husband gets home from his weekend at drill so we could spend some much needed family time together. But that is so clearly not the case! What should I have imagined last night? I should have thought, “What is the LEAST probable thing that can happen tomorrow?” Maybe Ed McMahon can call and say I’ve won a million dollars. Or an Egyptian king can come and say my pit bull is a goddess and take her back to Egypt with him. Or maybe a horse can break loose and eat my internet cable. Yes, I should have seen it coming! I was awakened this morning (at 6:30 a.m. mind you) to the sound of galloping and barking outside of my bedroom window. My first thought? Maybe all the cows across the road are running near the fence, which occasionally happens. But no, much to my surprise as I peeked out of the window, while trying not to disturb my baby asleep in my arms, are two horses! I recognized them immediately; they’re the horses that live at the beginning of my road. They must have broken loose and thought, “What house would be the most enjoyable to terrorize this morning?” Answer, “The house with the exhausted mom, sleeping 5 month old, skittish dog outside and fearful dog inside!” So half asleep, I try to decide what to do. At first I thought it was kind of cool, this sort of thing would never happen in Chicago (where I was born and raised until I moved to Alabama at 18.) But once I realized that the horses were not leaving, and my dogs would not stop barking until they do, I quickly got annoyed. So what exactly were the horses doing at my house? Galloping up and down the gravel road, eating the tall grass against my house (thank you, I won’t need to weed whack that now!), standing next to my Honda civic (yes horse, you are bigger than it), pooping on my lawn (umm, no thank you…or actually that grass in the spring may be really green!), and eating my internet cable of course. Since I don’t know the horses’ owners name or his phone number, I called my husband’s uncle who lives next door. But no, he didn’t. And I wasn’t about to wake up my sleeping baby to carry him down to this guy’s house to tell him his horses were at my house. No way, it’s way too early and way too cold for that! So I just had to deal with it. I somehow slept through another hour of the horse’s party at my house. When I woke up again, thankfully they were gone. I hope they were back in their yard though. Although this event was comically annoying, there is one positive thing that came out of it! My husband despises our cat. We hastily got our cat, Mr. Felix a month before Cole was born. Not one of our best decisions, but we had our reasons. Anyways, he was a kitten, and certainly acted like it. He had finally mostly stopped attacking us by the time Cole came along. But once Cole was home, Mr. Felix was clearly jealous. You would think my pit bull I’ve had for over 3 years would be the jealous one to act up, but no, it was the new cat. He started pooping on the carpet, attacking us again and so many more things that I’m sure will come up as I continue to write this blog. Finally, when Cole was 3 months old, we were sure that he was allergic to the cat. So we had to move him outside. Lately, if we put a bag of trash out before we take it up the hill to the dumpster, Mr. Felix will take all the contents out of the bag and sleep IN the bag. One morning about a week ago my husband saw all of our trash in the bed of the truck (where we put the trash before we take it up) and the cat in the bag. So he grabs him by the neck to get him out of the truck, and he goes nuts and attacks Teddy’s hand. Since then, Teddy has been on an even bigger mission to terrorize our cat. So this morning, I was quite proud of what happened and had to call him at drill to tell him! Mr. Felix was asleep on his blanket on the porch, and the horse puts his nose through the rail and sniffs the cat, and he jumps like 5 feet in the air and hisses. I was proud of this horse for getting Mr. Felix really good! That moment almost makes this whole no internet thing worth it… almost.
Being me is a new adventure every day. Last night for example, I went to bed never imagining what today would bring. Sure, I had my expectations. I was hoping on a nice relaxing day with my little man by our beautifully quirky Christmas tree and wait until my husband gets home from his weekend at drill so we could spend some much needed family time together. But that is so clearly not the case! What should I have imagined last night? I should have thought, “What is the LEAST probable thing that can happen tomorrow?” Maybe Ed McMahon can call and say I’ve won a million dollars. Or an Egyptian king can come and say my pit bull is a goddess and take her back to Egypt with him. Or maybe a horse can break loose and eat my internet cable. Yes, I should have seen it coming! I was awakened this morning (at 6:30 a.m. mind you) to the sound of galloping and barking outside of my bedroom window. My first thought? Maybe all the cows across the road are running near the fence, which occasionally happens. But no, much to my surprise as I peeked out of the window, while trying not to disturb my baby asleep in my arms, are two horses! I recognized them immediately; they’re the horses that live at the beginning of my road. They must have broken loose and thought, “What house would be the most enjoyable to terrorize this morning?” Answer, “The house with the exhausted mom, sleeping 5 month old, skittish dog outside and fearful dog inside!” So half asleep, I try to decide what to do. At first I thought it was kind of cool, this sort of thing would never happen in Chicago (where I was born and raised until I moved to Alabama at 18.) But once I realized that the horses were not leaving, and my dogs would not stop barking until they do, I quickly got annoyed. So what exactly were the horses doing at my house? Galloping up and down the gravel road, eating the tall grass against my house (thank you, I won’t need to weed whack that now!), standing next to my Honda civic (yes horse, you are bigger than it), pooping on my lawn (umm, no thank you…or actually that grass in the spring may be really green!), and eating my internet cable of course. Since I don’t know the horses’ owners name or his phone number, I called my husband’s uncle who lives next door. But no, he didn’t. And I wasn’t about to wake up my sleeping baby to carry him down to this guy’s house to tell him his horses were at my house. No way, it’s way too early and way too cold for that! So I just had to deal with it. I somehow slept through another hour of the horse’s party at my house. When I woke up again, thankfully they were gone. I hope they were back in their yard though. Although this event was comically annoying, there is one positive thing that came out of it! My husband despises our cat. We hastily got our cat, Mr. Felix a month before Cole was born. Not one of our best decisions, but we had our reasons. Anyways, he was a kitten, and certainly acted like it. He had finally mostly stopped attacking us by the time Cole came along. But once Cole was home, Mr. Felix was clearly jealous. You would think my pit bull I’ve had for over 3 years would be the jealous one to act up, but no, it was the new cat. He started pooping on the carpet, attacking us again and so many more things that I’m sure will come up as I continue to write this blog. Finally, when Cole was 3 months old, we were sure that he was allergic to the cat. So we had to move him outside. Lately, if we put a bag of trash out before we take it up the hill to the dumpster, Mr. Felix will take all the contents out of the bag and sleep IN the bag. One morning about a week ago my husband saw all of our trash in the bed of the truck (where we put the trash before we take it up) and the cat in the bag. So he grabs him by the neck to get him out of the truck, and he goes nuts and attacks Teddy’s hand. Since then, Teddy has been on an even bigger mission to terrorize our cat. So this morning, I was quite proud of what happened and had to call him at drill to tell him! Mr. Felix was asleep on his blanket on the porch, and the horse puts his nose through the rail and sniffs the cat, and he jumps like 5 feet in the air and hisses. I was proud of this horse for getting Mr. Felix really good! That moment almost makes this whole no internet thing worth it… almost.
So then later in the day, I am putting out Christmas decorations, and I see that two pieces broke off of one of them. So I decide to super glue the pieces back on. What seemed like a quick, simple fix, turned into a long ordeal when I super glued my middle finger to the wood. Luckily my son was happily bouncing in his jumperoo the whole 30 minutes it took to get my finger unstuck.
These two unrelated events that happened today are perfect examples of my comical life. I hope you enjoyed them at my expense!
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