This Mama is Crazy

Thursday, May 31, 2012

If you're not broke...

don't read this.

I consider myself broken. I am not whole, perfect, or normal by any means. 
I look at women who have it all together, women who are pretty,  women who are tall, women who parent with gentle voices and don't threaten to eat their children, women who can work and take care of their house, women with clean homes, women with clean clothes, women with children dressed in the latest trends, women with their hair done, their nails done, their make up perfect... and I envy them.

I think they must be better than me, normal. I assume they think they're better than me. 
I judge them and I do it harshly. I almost kind of hold myself separate from them because I consider myself broken. They could never understand me. They would never be able to relate to my struggles or my issues or my trials. In some ways it makes me feel better to judge. Then I can feel a bit better about the fact that my home is not clean or my hair is not fixed because these women feel they are too good for me so I don't have to talk to them and let them judge me while I judge them in return.

Over the past month of me writing this blog I have received so many emails and messages from people, some of whom I have been judging. They said thank you for my honesty about my struggle and related their own struggles to me and it opened my eyes in so many ways.

We are all broken in one way or another. No one in this world is whole or even normal.
We have to quit judging. We have to quit comparing. We have to realize we're all just doing our best with what we have and what we can handle. We have to stop comparing our worst to others' best. If we saw each other at that lowest point, we would feel nothing but compassion and empathy for one another. So many women have shown me just that, compassion and empathy, because I am putting my lows out there for the world to see. I have felt so uplifted by their messages and their reassurances that I am not alone. 

I'm making a new goal for myself - NO MORE JUDGING.
I'm going to try not to judge those women around me who I think have it all and have it all together, because they don't. I'm going to quit judging myself based on some imagined "perfect mom" that I think I should be. I'm going to try to realize we're all doing what we can with what we have, and that's all that is required of us. 
I'm going to try to be more friendly and open to the women I meet. 

I think this will help be a bit happier, and love myself and those around me a bit more. Hopefully I can have more charity for everyone... after all... We're all broke. Every single one of us. And if we realize that maybe we can help fix ourselves and maybe others too.
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Labels: Depression, Faking it, Motherhood, My Kinda Crazy, Self Harm, Why I'm Crazy

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Who Peed On My Twinkie?

Michael did, that's who. My younger brother (the oldest of the younger) peed on my Twinkie... NO LIE. TRUE STORY.  I SWEAR! Cross my heart and hope to die and all that.

Michael was born right before I turned 2. So before he could sit up (probably right after my 2nd birthday) my mom decided we both needed a bath, so why not stick us both in at the same time.  My mom laid Michael on one of those yellow sponge things that has the shape of a baby cut out of it and she hollered for me to come take a bath. I had been in the kitchen eating a Twinkie so I came into the bathroom to get my bath.  I got undressed while I was finishing my Twinkie and jumped in the tub.  My sweet little baby brother decided to urinate.  It shot straight up in the air and landed on my Twinkie. 

Now, I was too young to remember this but I have been terrified to eat Twinkies since then. Actually, I'm not a big fan of anything cream filled. And I didn't even know about this story til a few years ago when my mom told me about it, but though I didn't remember why... I was still afraid to eat Twinkies. 

Fast forward 25 years... 

Last week we had dinner at a friend's house. For some reason they decided we all needed to have fried Twinkies for desert. I'm not sure they had every previously made fried Twinkies, but they were way excited about them. I decided to face my fear head on and try a fried Twinkie. 

Turns out they are DELICIOUS! It tasted almost exactly like funnel cake. SO GOOD. 
I couldn't believe that it took me 25 years to get over that completely insane and unfounded fear of cream filled desserts (and donuts, because donuts are not desserts... right? Unless you get one of those donut sundaes at Krispy Kreme, which I'm pretty sure could induce a sugar coma. But those aren't cream filled, they're cream topped, so I'm totally not afraid of them and instead find them delicious.)

There are lots of other things I'm afraid of that are insane.
At some point in my life I will have to face those fears head on and not all of them will end as deliciously as the twinkie one did, but hopefully I'll learn something from them and grow to be a better person because of them. 


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UPDATED: In this corner, at 4'10 5/8"...

So, Not really sure what I'm going to write right this second, but I feel the need to post today.

I am myself at this moment. I LOVE feeling like myself.  Knowing who I am in my own skin.  Not feeling like something else is taking over and controlling me. I feel like most of the time I'm in a boxing match against the depression. Sometimes I can knock it down long enough to get something done.  Other times, I'm KO'ed in one hit and out for the rest of the match... But more and more often recently I have felt like myself.  I think this is mostly due to my crazy pill, but I'm hoping that with some big changes (mentioned previously) that I will be able to not need any medication to feel like myself.

Because I feel like me today, I'm going to get some cleaning done. Hopefully my house will be spotless before I go to bed tonight. Now that I've posted this on here, and on Facebook earlier today, maybe that will make me do it.  Can y'all hold me accountable? Everyone come over to inspect my home at 8! No, let's make it 10!  Come on over and see how clean my house will be.  There will be refreshments... served on the floor of course... because it will be clean enough to eat off of!

Okay, so enough procrastination. I'm off to clean while I'm me. Hope y'all are all having a good day today too. Here's hoping I've knocked out the depression long enough to get this crap done!

UPDATE:
http://thebloggess.com/2012/05/it-comes-around-and-around/
My hero posted this today... Making me even more grateful that I'm having a good day.

Also... The downstairs is spotless and the girls are falling asleep as I type.  So excited to get the upstairs cleaned and my craft corner set up in my room so I can sew. Maybe I'll even post some photos when I'm done. 
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Labels: Bloggess, Depression, Faking it, Family, Grateful, Jenny Lawson, Keeping Busy, Medications, Motherhood, My Kinda Crazy

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

If only life was like Jeopardy

And we had the answers to our questions before we knew what the question was... but that's not the case.

Answers don't come until they're meant to and that can be hard to accept.

I've received some answers to prayers recently and I am SO grateful for them.

I know what I need to do and what steps I need to take to get better.

The two biggest things I need to do to help myself get over all my issues is to get rid of my IUD and then to also start seeing a therapist.  

My IUD - I had no idea that Mirena could trigger depression but after a quick google search, this is what I've found...
http://mirenadiaries.wordpress.com/
http://community.babycenter.com/post/a25179647/mirena_and_depression
http://fogbegone.blogspot.com/2009/03/mirena-iud-depression.html
http://www.netdoctor.co.uk/sex-and-relationships/medicines/mirena.html

Uh... I can tell you right when my depression started... We thought it was postpartum, but it was about the time Mad-dog was 3 months old... and I had my IUD inserted.  DUH! I've struggled with it since then. Me and Handsome have talked about it numerous times thinking it was coincidence and maybe I should have it removed just to see... This past weekend, with the issues I've been having (more on that later, I'm going to the doc today to get answers and I'll post once we know more on what's up with my body) I feel like we have previously been prompted that this is a cause... now it's like I'm being shoved to have it removed. So out it's gonna come!

And the therapist... obviously I struggled with depression long before I had my IUD inserted and most of them come from things that happened to me in the past. I need to see someone who can give me the tools to move on and forget... or to atleast adjust better. I have a tendency (more like consistency) to judge myself too harshly. I need someone to help me learn to think better... So I'm going to set up an appointment today to see someone.  For those who are LDS, I'm going to be using the church services to try and find someone. That way they'll understand how my faith and standards fit in to all this. 

Anyways - I now have the motivation I need to move past this, to get well and and go from being the bad kinda crazy to the bad ass kinda crazy. Here's to hoping the answers I found are the right ones!
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Labels: Depression, IUD, Medications, Mirena, Postpartum Depression, Sick, Therapist, Therapy, Why I'm Crazy

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Holidays = Someone's gonna be sick, Oh, and Happy Memorial Day

For some reason it never fails... Every single effin holiday someone in my household gets sick. 

This Memorial Day weekend it's me. 

But I don't have your normal sick bug.

I don't even have a crazy bug.

I've got something entirely different. 

It's making me very thoughtful, hopeful, brokenhearted, but looking forward to the future all at the same time. 

It's making me grateful for the family and friends I have around me.

It just sucks that it's a holiday weekend when I have my handsome home and could enjoy time with him. It never fails that one of us is off his/her game. 

BUT

On this memorial day weekend I do want to say that I am grateful for the our Military members; past, present, and future. My grandfather served in the United States Air Force for over 30 years. My 2 baby brothers have been sworn in and will be leaving for basic training this summer. I am proud of my grandfather for his service and the patriotism he taught my mother who in turn taught me and my brothers and sisters. 


Thank you to all our service men and women out there fighting for our freedom!  

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Friday, May 25, 2012

In an attempt to be more normal

I decided to make a Summer Bucket List with the girls.

I've seen tons of them all over and even tried to make one last year, but nothing really happened from it.

So I had an idea.  I need a way to see what our options are check it off easily.

So I came up with this...

I took some cute Butterfly shaped post-its and wrote one thing to do on each one then stuck them on our huge dry erase board. 

I also used my multi-colored sharpies to try and make it even cuter. 
To be honest, I don't really care what it looks like... it's our list and it's done. 

I'm thinking that on Sundays we'll decide what we're going to do that week and when... We only have like 60 something days til school starts back up, and I think there are over 60 things to do, so we probably won't get to all of them, but having the option to pick and choose makes me happy. Also, some of them we can do more than once, so we won't be removing it from our list once it's done.  Some of these are local places and some are general things to do. Some we'll invite friends along and some we won't. 

Anyways, Here's our Summer bucket list!

  1. Visit opry Mills
  2.  go to the Adventure Science Center
  3. Go to Sonic in Nolensville for Happy Hour
  4. Visit cool Springs Mall
  5. Play in the Sand Box
  6. Have a slumber party
  7. Play dress up
  8. Mamie Camp (the girls will go and spend the week with my mom ;) I'm excited about this one and so are they!)
  9. Go to the Lake
  10. Go to the zoo
  11. swim in the backyard
  12. Go to the harpeth River
  13. Visit the Library for story time
  14. Visit the new downtownn park
  15. Visit the farmers market
  16. Play with playdough
  17. Go to Memphis
  18. Visit Cane Ridge Park
  19. Visit Beech Bend Park
  20. Set up a tent in the yard and camp out
  21. Go to a Sounds Baseball Game
  22. Go to Chattanooga
  23. Wash the cars
  24. Ride bikes
  25. Visit centennial park
  26. Walk the dogs
  27. Visit Mickey D's play place
  28. Play at the School playground
  29. Plant flowers
  30. Read stories
  31. Make a treat for some friends
  32. Visit Chick-fil-A play place
  33. Build a fort
  34. Movie night at home
  35. Lunch with Mrs. Evelyn
  36. Go to the drive in
  37. Play with sidewalk chalk
  38. Go to the farm
  39. Go see a movie ($2 theater)
  40. Work on sight words
  41. Visit the LDS Nashville Temple
  42. Make mud pies
  43. Play with Bubbles
  44. Play hide and seek
  45. Mani/Pedi's
  46. Paint pictures
  47. Have a treasure hunt
  48. Feed the ducks
  49. Visit a bounce house
  50. Go bowling
  51. Walk around the Opryland Hotel
  52. Visit the splash pad
  53. Slip n slide
  54. Have a picnic
  55. Take the Purity Dairy tour
  56. Shaving Cream Slip n slide
  57. Pick strawberries
  58. Visit Moss Wright Park
  59. Go to the library puppet show
  60. Visit Cheekwood botanical gardens
  61. Visit the Frist art museum
  62. Fly kites
  63. Play at the Bicentennial mall
  64. go roller skating
  65. visit the hermitage
  66. make books
  67. go get ice cream
  68. paint faces
  69. dance party
  70. Putt putt golf
  71. memorize articles of faith
  72. go to kids kingdom
  73. make bird houses
  74. make sock puppets
  75. have a yard sale
  76. visit the fire department
  77. have a tea party
  78. go fishing
  79. decorate shirts
  80. catch fireflies
If you think of any other fun things to do this summer, please let me know. If you'd like to join us on any of these, let me know.  Hopefully this will keep me from hanging out on the couch all summer with the TV on.  Hopefully I'll have the will power!
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Labels: Faking it, Keeping Busy, Mad-dog, Motherhood, My Kinda Crazy, T-bone

Thursday, May 24, 2012

My Boyfriend is a Dr. and the hubby don't mind.

Meet my Boyfriend... Dr. Pepper.
When I'm down he always picks me up. He's the best. So I'm drinking one right now... cause I've had a rough day. I was going to post this whole depressing thing about what a horrible mom I am because
1. I forgot to pick my daughter up from school on the VERY LAST DAY. 
2. While I was ranting and raving to a friend (just venting) my daughter went and grabbed my crazy pills out of my purse and brought them to me.
3. I had a conversation this morning that went a little like this...
Mad-dog: Mama, are you tired from your medicine?
Me: Yes.
Mad-dog: Then maybe don't take your medicine. Then you won't be tired and can play with me.
Me: But if I don't, then I'll be crazy.
Mad-dog: Oh, Okay.

So, feeling like the worst mother in the world... I posted to facebook and then this happened...

Keaven 

3 hours ago near Nashville · 



  • This is an awful start to the summer... I need to go back to this morning and start everything all over.
     ·  · 

    • Tara  and Christine  like this.


      • Heather Ice cream + automatic do-over! Apply generously!! ;P
        2 hours ago · 


      • Melissa  
        Hell no gurl! U just need a new perspective on the whole thang! Youve just got a spark of crazy in ya (ya...i called ya CRAZY). And a spark of crazy is a coolass thang to possess!! Its yours! Own it! And your daughters will be proud as hell of their cool-ass-crazy-mama! They'll be tweenagers and all "eff ya! Thats my mama! Tha crazy woman over there!" And youll be all "ya...thats my girls..and they have a sweet reverence and respect for their mamas special brand of crazy." Its all good. And your girls love it cuz your their mom and u have a crazy special spunk. And its just part of your style to forget to pick them up from school every now and then. So what? It reminds them of your crazy, and deep down they love and appreciate their crazy ass momma! They wouldnt trade u for any perfect-molly-mormon-mama in the world! U are their mama! Their perfectly crazy mama! And forgetting to pick them up from school on occasion is simply a sweet testimony to that fact! :)

        Love u lil sis!!!! Muah!

        59 minutes ago via mobile ·  ·  1

      • Keaven Thanks Sis! I needed that. ;) Makes me feel kinda awesome!
        24 minutes ago · 


      • Melissa  u are kinda effin AwEsOmE!!
        23 minutes ago ·  ·  1

      • Keaven  U are too!
        22 minutes ago · 


      • Melissa hell ya. we rock. and occasionally forget we have children. :)
        21 minutes ago ·  ·  1


      • Heather Ha - just notice I put a + instead of =, so my comment made even less sense...applying ice cream liberally = an automatic do over! And makes for an awesome day anytime you're just not feelin' it. ;p But I agree with Melissa - I noticed your awesomeness immediately - why else would I have been saving a seat for you without ever having met you? ;P
        20 minutes ago ·  ·  1

      • Keaven  LOL.
        20 minutes ago · 

      • Keaven  Heather, it was meant to be. And Sis... I adore you whole big tons of massive heapfuls of bunches.
        19 minutes ago ·  ·  1


      • Melissa and yer Heather chik friend is crazy awesome rockin too!!! ;)
        19 minutes ago ·  ·  1

      • Keaven Sis, Heather is the one who saved my seat on the front row of the Bloggess's book signing thing. She didn't even know she was saving it for me! So hell yes... She is awesome rockin.
        18 minutes ago · 


      • Heather ‎;p
        18 minutes ago ·  ·  1


      • Melissa  yessss. we awesome crazy people have a telepathetic sync that makes us do special crazy stuff for people we ve never even met before but we are somehow aware of enough to know one another to the point that we save each other seats before we ve even met. We're all cool like that.
        14 minutes ago ·  ·  2







































































Now I feel a million times better. I feel like I kick ass. Melissa is my older sister. She rocks and rocks HARD. Heather is the amazing woman who didn't know she was saving a seat for me when I went to Atlanta to see Jenny Lawson at her book signing.  You can read about that HERE

I am surrounded by wonderful people who understand and love me. And now, with my boyfriend in my hand and a frosted rice krispy treat in the other, My day is a million times better. Thank you to all you crazy people like me out there. I adore you... even if I don't know you yet!
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Labels: Dr. Pepper, Mad-dog, Motherhood, My Kinda Crazy, T-bone, Why I'm Crazy

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

My Babies Made Me Crazy

Crazy happy that is...

(T-bone and Mad-dog at T-bone's Pre-K program and awards show)

My lastest bought of depression has been the longest of my life... It all started about 3 1/2 years ago, when Mad-dog was born. But I'm going to back up even farther than that to 5 years and 9 months ago. Me and Handsome had been married just over 2 years. I'd been baby hungry the entire time and had asked over and over if we could start trying for a baby. Handsome refused every time. That is until one Sunday. 

For some reason I attended church alone leaving handsome at home. While sitting in our sacrament meeting, I had an overwhelming feeling that it was finally time to start having babies. I came home and told Handsome about what I'd felt and we decided to pray about it. We both received a yes that it was time for us to start trying. A week later I was pregnant with T-bone (Me and Handsome are both from 7 kids families... so we're kinda fertile!) I was sick as a dog as well. But through all the morning sickness and the aches and pains of pregnancy, I loved every minute of it. I treasured every kick and hiccup.  Then T-bone was born and she was perfect. She nursed like a pro from the start. She slept in our room til about 3 months old. She was my world and I loved having her here.

Fast forward 8 months... We had decided to move into my parents house to save up money for a down payment on a house. The day of the move, I was an emotional wreck and kept losing my temper with Handsome. He finally asked me what the heck was wrong with me.  I sat and thought for a few seconds and realized I was pregnant. I immediately went to the store and got a pregnancy test. With my brothers and brothers-in-law helping move all our furniture and boxes out of our apartment, I sat in the bathroom and took the test. It was one of those digital ones that says pregnant or not pregnant. Obviously it said Pregnant. I immediately broke down. I cried and cried and cried. This was not the right time. How could I be pregnant? I hated being pregnant with Mad-dog. I was sick almost the entire time, but this time there was hardly any throwing up... and I'll take throwing up 8 times a day over just feeling constantly sick any day!

One neat thing is that we were able to schedule Mad-dog's c-section, and so she was born on the 16th... So was T-bone (different month) and they are exactly 16 months apart.  I guess 16 is our lucky number. When Mad-dog was born, we were still at my parents house. All 4 of us were sleeping in one bedroom. There was hardly any room to move with a crib, queen bed, and pack-n-play all in one bedroom. I was okay at first. I probably would have been much worse if it wasn't for having my mama there with me. But I did start to suffer from postpartum depression.  And it sorta never left.

I'll have a few months where I do better, then I'm back down again, even worse than before.  I never really blamed Mad-dog, but under the circumstances I'm sure anyone could see why I got depressed. I realized one day that Mad-dog did not cause the depression... in fact it was just the opposite. She was sent to me at that time to help me keep smiling through some of the hardest, darkest, saddest days of my life. Her and t-bone both were.

I never thought my kids would be so awesome. I love how crazy they are. I love that Mad-dog calls her voice her girls... because she's not a boy... so she doesn't have a "boys" she has a "girls." I love to see them being sisters, caring for one another and enjoying each other's company.

I'm definitely not your average mom. I threaten them with diapers on their heads for whining, and touching noses for fighting. When they can't stand to be around each other, I make them hold hands and jump on the bed, because who can be mad when you're jumping on a bed. I insist that they are juicy and bite them all over. And I love to hide around corners and hear their scream when I scare them. They listen to the Black Keys, the Beastie Boys, and the White Stripes. I let them use my make up to decorate my face til I look worse than the joker.

My girls can make me crazy, but they are also my happy thought. I mean, who couldn't be happy living with these faces???
 They light up my world and I'm so grateful to be their mama.
I absolutely adore these two little ladies more than words can say. And though I'm thrilled that they'll both be in school this fall, giving me a break... I'm looking forward to all the crazy fun things we'll be able to do this summer. It's going to be monumental! 
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