As I type this, tears are streaming down my face. Streaming is an understatement. Pouring. Flooding.
I've watched the National Memorial Day concert. Now, I'm watching it again. I'm stuck on it.
Ouch.
I'm reminded of the scene in E.T., where he touches Elliot's heart.
Ouch.
I can't easily explain my feelings. 98% of people won't understand. It's been EXACTLY 2 months since my divorce was finalized. How ironic. In some ways, it feels like an eternity. I think it feels that way because this experience has made me "age." It's made me grow in ways I never thought I could. I know it's supposed to, but never did I imagine being here. Literally.
Divorce isn't fun for anyone. Regardless of the circumstances. It's not a happy experience. It carries wounds of it's own for a super long time. Being married to and subsequently going through a divorce with a Wounded Warrior, is even tougher. I've said it before but why this is so devastating to me, is because I feel like M never came back from Iraq. I feel like he died there. In no way am I comparing those feelings to someone who has actually experienced the death of their service member. So, please know that before anyone gets upset. But to me, he died there. The guy I knew for 10 years was not the guy who I started a life with in Texas. What makes that hard is the fact he DID come home. His body came home. His shell came home, but the inner him did not. Yes. My ex husband survived Iraq but did he really?
I have such amazing memories of a thoughtful man who was in Iraq. Even when he was there. In the midst of all of the chaos, he was still the gentle, sweet man I knew. I'll never forget.
One of the hardest things is watching someone you love disappear. Transform into someone you know they aren't. Realize it's not by their own choice. See them realize what they are doing is wrong and get insanely frustrated with themselves. I shudder when I remember M smacking the wall and saying "Something is wrong with me!" Broke my heart and there wasn't much of anything I could do that I already wasn't.
So, for me Memorial Day has so many meanings. The true reason for this day is to honor, love, and remember those who died serving our country. It's not for service members who currently served or have served. That's what Veteran's Day is for. But, for me...since I feel so strongly I "lost" Michael to war, I also mourn that as well. Again, not taking away from Gold Star families at all. I really hope nobody views it that way. It's just so hard to express how this has made me feel.
Sometimes it feels like my life will never return to normal. I fear this is my new normal. I can't erase my marriage and divorce. I can't erase everything I experienced with M's PTSD. I can't erase the miscarriage and all of the rest. These past two years have become a part of my fiber. I've experienced a lot of painful events in my life, but for some reason...I really feel this will stick with me for life.
I trust God has a plan for my pain. I know it will be used for purpose. I also know He has a plan to bring someone amazing into my life who will understand all of what makes me...me and appreciate even the tough stuff.
And, even though I made my Memorial Day post a few days ago...I want to acknowledge all of you reading this who have lost someone incredible in uniform. My heart aches for you today and my thoughts and prayers are ALWAYS with you.
Monday, May 30, 2011
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Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sunday Sounds
Love, Love, Love me some Matt. One of the reasons I booked the VH1 Best Cruise Ever this year. It was SO FUN meeting him and getting to talk to him for a bit. Super great guy.
Fan of Tinie Tempah. Love this song. Awesome sound. I think he's a good friend of VH1 BCE guys, The Script. Pretty cool.
This is my jam. My crank the windows down. Open the sun roof. Blast the speakers song. One of my favorite country musicians.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Nothing HAPPY about Memorial Day
"The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree." ~Thomas Campbell
My life sure was different before being married to an active duty soldier. In more ways than one. That experience, regardless of how short, has affected me tremendously and will stay with me all the days of my life.
Prior to being with M, I didn't think about the "Happy" in Memorial Day. Sure, I remembered what the day stood for and did what I could to pray for and honor our men and women in uniform. Now, saying "Happy Memorial Day" is super offensive to me.
Don't get me wrong. I don't hold it against anyone for saying it, but to me...what is so happy about that day? What would be HAPPY would be never even having to celebrate it to begin with. Right? I know the day also brings SOME peace, healing, and remembrance to those who have lost someone in a war. I also know it opens up wounds that will never heal for some. Nothing happy about a day where you have to remember someone who was taken from you unfairly and far too soon.
I am bothered by people walking around proclaiming "Happy Memorial Day." It sounds like an oxymoron. What bothers me even more are those who talk the talk but don't walk the walk. "Oh, yeah. I honor our troops on Memorial Day!" How?
Maybe I'm the only one who feels this way. Maybe not. I'm glad we have a day set aside to honor and remember all of our military and their families. I wish we didn't have to, but because we do...I'm glad we have it.
I encourage and challenge anyone reading my blog who normally would say Happy Memorial Day, to pause and think about what the day really means, the lives lost, and the folks left behind to cope. It sure goes beyond cold beers, BBQ, and fun on the lake. There are always empty chairs on holidays. This is no exception. Somewhere, a family will be gathering for their first Memorial Day without their son or daughter. Their husband or wife. Their mom or dad. Their brother or sister. Their friend. MANY families.
Remember them. Remember their sacrifice. Honor them. Love them. Do something on Memorial Day to give back. Here are a few ideas...
*Locate your local National Veterans Cemetery. (click here for link) Almost every state has at least one. Go and place flowers, flags, and/or trinkets on a few headstones you find that are barren. You may have never met these heroes, but each one of them helped get this nation where it is today. We owe them so much. A great exercise to do with your children to help them understand what it means. If you're not near your National Cemetery, consider visiting a cemetery closest to you. There are veteran buried everywhere.
*If you live near a VA Hospital, find out about coming by and visiting with vets. If you aren't able to visit with anyone, find out how/when you can or simply bring some cards for the staff to distribute.
*Make a donation to a military or veteran specific non-profit. My personal favorite is the Wounded Warrior Project.
*If you know a Gold Star family, send them a card, drop off a meal, offer to mow their lawn, plant some flowers, or even have trees planted in their loved ones honor through the Arbor Day Foundation. This is so easy and for $10, 10 trees are planted and a card is mailed to the family. Click here for info.
If any of you have other ideas or want to share what you'll be doing on Memorial Day this year, please leave a comment.
My life sure was different before being married to an active duty soldier. In more ways than one. That experience, regardless of how short, has affected me tremendously and will stay with me all the days of my life.
Prior to being with M, I didn't think about the "Happy" in Memorial Day. Sure, I remembered what the day stood for and did what I could to pray for and honor our men and women in uniform. Now, saying "Happy Memorial Day" is super offensive to me.
Don't get me wrong. I don't hold it against anyone for saying it, but to me...what is so happy about that day? What would be HAPPY would be never even having to celebrate it to begin with. Right? I know the day also brings SOME peace, healing, and remembrance to those who have lost someone in a war. I also know it opens up wounds that will never heal for some. Nothing happy about a day where you have to remember someone who was taken from you unfairly and far too soon.
I am bothered by people walking around proclaiming "Happy Memorial Day." It sounds like an oxymoron. What bothers me even more are those who talk the talk but don't walk the walk. "Oh, yeah. I honor our troops on Memorial Day!" How?
Maybe I'm the only one who feels this way. Maybe not. I'm glad we have a day set aside to honor and remember all of our military and their families. I wish we didn't have to, but because we do...I'm glad we have it.
I encourage and challenge anyone reading my blog who normally would say Happy Memorial Day, to pause and think about what the day really means, the lives lost, and the folks left behind to cope. It sure goes beyond cold beers, BBQ, and fun on the lake. There are always empty chairs on holidays. This is no exception. Somewhere, a family will be gathering for their first Memorial Day without their son or daughter. Their husband or wife. Their mom or dad. Their brother or sister. Their friend. MANY families.
Remember them. Remember their sacrifice. Honor them. Love them. Do something on Memorial Day to give back. Here are a few ideas...
*Locate your local National Veterans Cemetery. (click here for link) Almost every state has at least one. Go and place flowers, flags, and/or trinkets on a few headstones you find that are barren. You may have never met these heroes, but each one of them helped get this nation where it is today. We owe them so much. A great exercise to do with your children to help them understand what it means. If you're not near your National Cemetery, consider visiting a cemetery closest to you. There are veteran buried everywhere.
*If you live near a VA Hospital, find out about coming by and visiting with vets. If you aren't able to visit with anyone, find out how/when you can or simply bring some cards for the staff to distribute.
*Make a donation to a military or veteran specific non-profit. My personal favorite is the Wounded Warrior Project.
*If you know a Gold Star family, send them a card, drop off a meal, offer to mow their lawn, plant some flowers, or even have trees planted in their loved ones honor through the Arbor Day Foundation. This is so easy and for $10, 10 trees are planted and a card is mailed to the family. Click here for info.
If any of you have other ideas or want to share what you'll be doing on Memorial Day this year, please leave a comment.
Scentsy Winners!
Congratulations to the three winners of my Scentsy giveaway!
Fragrance Foam ~ Elizabeth @ The Young Retiree
Travel Tin ~ Charity @ A Day in the Life of Five
Scent Circle ~ Dog Tag Wife Life
If you're curious about Scentsy and would like a catalog with a sample of June's Scent of the Month, Peach a la Mode, leave a comment with your e-mail address letting me know.
If you want to win some additional awesome prizes and get amazing deals only available through me, you'll need to join my Scentsy group on Facebook. Scentsy does not allow its consultants to post specials publicly, so the only way to get mine are in the group. If you're not a member, you missed out on my Midnight Madness sale Thursday night! Don't miss out again.
You can always visit my Scentsy page by clicking here or "Like" me on Facebook by clicking here.
Thanks for playing everyone!
~Shannon
Fragrance Foam ~ Elizabeth @ The Young Retiree
Travel Tin ~ Charity @ A Day in the Life of Five
Scent Circle ~ Dog Tag Wife Life
If you're curious about Scentsy and would like a catalog with a sample of June's Scent of the Month, Peach a la Mode, leave a comment with your e-mail address letting me know.
If you want to win some additional awesome prizes and get amazing deals only available through me, you'll need to join my Scentsy group on Facebook. Scentsy does not allow its consultants to post specials publicly, so the only way to get mine are in the group. If you're not a member, you missed out on my Midnight Madness sale Thursday night! Don't miss out again.
You can always visit my Scentsy page by clicking here or "Like" me on Facebook by clicking here.
Thanks for playing everyone!
~Shannon
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Follow Me? Love Me?
Okay. Thanks to my my insane desire to know where you folks are coming from (aka Feedjit) I'm realizing many of you, I've never "met." I see a new comment from someone, click on their Blogger profile and WHAM. Someone awesome with a lot of awesomeness to say. So...if you're following my blog and I'm not following you, please speak up! I did do a clean-up a few weeks ago but the blogs I'm now coming across are entirely new to me.
ALSO...if you list me on your blog roll aka favorite blogs, LET ME KNOW! I want to return the favor. I get to see which blogs some of you are coming from and when I do, I find wonderful folks who list me in their faves that I don't know about.
Speak up people!!!
Love ya <3
PS. Shouts to my bloggie stalkers. Yeah, you know who you are. Time to click the little Google Friend Connect button on the right and follow me. For real. No shame.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The J-O-B
Ugh. This economy BLOWS. I remember when jobs were a dime a dozen. When people were practically begging me to interview with them. When every single interview I went on, the job was offered to me. I held this accomplishment until the economy tanked.
It takes A LOT out on you to be unemployed or working in misery. I've always held a personal belief, that I would never accept or keep a job that made me miserable. Life is too short. Bills sure do need to be paid, but I'm not going to hate my life in order to pay them. Thankfully, I've always found a way to be blessed.
The past couple years have been an INSANE struggle for me in the job department. It all started thanks to the woman who owned a bridal shop I worked at. Completely out of the blue axed me after being so insanely loyal to her, going out of my way to ease her burden, and ALWAYS make and exceed sales goals. She kicked me to the curb because she found someone she could pay for half of what she was paying me for. Funny thing is, she has gone through an INSANE number of employees. She can't keep anyone and sometimes can't even pay her employees. My paycheck bounced before I left. WOW.
Anyway, this job search in NC has been no exception to the madness. I was axed again unexpectedly from the nanny job I held. I know, it sounds like I'm a bad employee. I assure you, that could not be further from the truth. The family had some serious issues going on and thankfully compensated me for the loss of employment. The job I just took as a nanny is too much for me given what I'm going through. I am SO READY to be around adults and in an office setting.
I interviewed last week for an office position for a marketing firm. I was STOKED about it and really had a good feeling. Mr. COO said he would have a decision made by Monday. Cool. Monday came, no answer. I emailed and he said Tuesday. Tuesday came and went, and you guessed it. I had a melt down. I swore to my therapist if I didn't get the job, it would be no big deal. Apparently, I lied. I flipped, had a near panic attack, and had to cancel on my girls night out plans with my roomie. Sucky. I cried. I tried hard not to and I got mad.
I went through the day today and when I put Miss. A down for her nap, I got a phone call from Mr. COO offering me the job, after an email stating he'd SURELY be making his mind up today. OY! So, yay for that. The pay is SUPER sub-par and the hours are LAME for having Piper, but, I'm stoked. I received my offer letter, sent back a few questions, and am waiting to hear the answers. Excited, but with this roller coaster...I've decided not to get too hyped until my name is on the payroll :)
Keep your fingers crossed and lots of prayers sent that all of this works out, that I can pay my bills, possibly move up quickly, and enjoy this new direction I'm taking. It could really open doors in the future.
It takes A LOT out on you to be unemployed or working in misery. I've always held a personal belief, that I would never accept or keep a job that made me miserable. Life is too short. Bills sure do need to be paid, but I'm not going to hate my life in order to pay them. Thankfully, I've always found a way to be blessed.
The past couple years have been an INSANE struggle for me in the job department. It all started thanks to the woman who owned a bridal shop I worked at. Completely out of the blue axed me after being so insanely loyal to her, going out of my way to ease her burden, and ALWAYS make and exceed sales goals. She kicked me to the curb because she found someone she could pay for half of what she was paying me for. Funny thing is, she has gone through an INSANE number of employees. She can't keep anyone and sometimes can't even pay her employees. My paycheck bounced before I left. WOW.
Anyway, this job search in NC has been no exception to the madness. I was axed again unexpectedly from the nanny job I held. I know, it sounds like I'm a bad employee. I assure you, that could not be further from the truth. The family had some serious issues going on and thankfully compensated me for the loss of employment. The job I just took as a nanny is too much for me given what I'm going through. I am SO READY to be around adults and in an office setting.
I interviewed last week for an office position for a marketing firm. I was STOKED about it and really had a good feeling. Mr. COO said he would have a decision made by Monday. Cool. Monday came, no answer. I emailed and he said Tuesday. Tuesday came and went, and you guessed it. I had a melt down. I swore to my therapist if I didn't get the job, it would be no big deal. Apparently, I lied. I flipped, had a near panic attack, and had to cancel on my girls night out plans with my roomie. Sucky. I cried. I tried hard not to and I got mad.
I went through the day today and when I put Miss. A down for her nap, I got a phone call from Mr. COO offering me the job, after an email stating he'd SURELY be making his mind up today. OY! So, yay for that. The pay is SUPER sub-par and the hours are LAME for having Piper, but, I'm stoked. I received my offer letter, sent back a few questions, and am waiting to hear the answers. Excited, but with this roller coaster...I've decided not to get too hyped until my name is on the payroll :)
Keep your fingers crossed and lots of prayers sent that all of this works out, that I can pay my bills, possibly move up quickly, and enjoy this new direction I'm taking. It could really open doors in the future.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Silent Salute Award
I was so touched this morning when I received a comment from Ashley @ The Mommyhood Adventures. She decided to bestow myself and one other blogger this beautiful award created by Chelsey @ Bomb Shells & Southern Belles. Here's the meaning behind this award...
"To thank all of our friends and bloggy family who support our troops and stand behind us: military or non military, or perhaps with military connections or those that come from military families. These are the people who truly understand the sacrifices it takes to be a soldier, and a soldier's family member. The people who give thanks, as often as it is needed, and let it be known they are proud Americans; yet freedom isn't free!"
The rules are to pass this on to ONE other blogger and think of THREE ways I silently support our troops. WOW. What a hard thing to do.
First, I would like to send this award to TWO people as well.
Karie @ Wife (Widow) of a Wounded Marine is my first recipient. We have never met, but sometimes reading her blog I feel like I know her very well. She lost her husband to an accidental overdose while receiving inpatient therapy for his PTSD. Some of the same struggles, tears, and frustrations she has over losing her husband, I have over my experiences with M, his PTSD, and our divorce. I would never dream of comparing the two situations, but her blog has helped me feel not so alone in my feelings.
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"Jenny Wren" @ Learning to Set Fire to the Rain. It is SO HARD to find someone who is vocal about their divorce and/or separation from their service member. She is honestly THE ONLY person I know in the blog-o-sphere who has walked in my shoes and speaks about it. It takes a lot to be married to someone in uniform. It takes a lot to deal with the pain of PTSD, violence, rage, and war issues of your spouse. It also takes an insane amount of courage to walk away from that environment and you are often left with a lot of "Survivor's Guilt." To make the ultimate decision of divorce is equally as devastating. Through all of her trials and struggles, she tries as hard as she can to keep her head held high.
I encourage all of you to visit these incredible women's blogs, both from very different yet similar perspectives.
Three things I do to silently support...
1. Pray. I admit I'm not a daily prayer as I should be, but when I do, I'm always praying for the healing of my ex husband, for service men and women in theater, and for the families left behind. I believe somewhere, someone is benefiting from my prayers.
2. Normally, I sponsor a soldier, send care packages to stranger service men and women, as well as participate in Christmas card programs. I haven't done much of that as of late, but once I can get back in my saddle...I will.
3. While not silent, I obviously spend a lot of time blogging about the military. My original blog "This Army Life" was all about my experiences as a newbie in the military world. I have since stopped writing but continue to get comments and feedback from people who read it. It's important to me to use my experiences, both good and bad, to help others. I aspire someday to work for a military related non-profit like Wounded Warrior Project, start my own, and/or advocate in DC for military issues.
I am proud of our military and what they've accomplished. I was a very proud military spouse. The people I've met over the past 2 years have played a very important part of my life. Some have stayed, some have left but each brought a little something to me.
The Nanny Diaries
So if any of you have been keeping up for a while, you know I'm *sometimes* a nanny by trade. I've spent 7 years off and on caring for children in their own homes. It's been interesting to say the least. You'll also know from recent posts...I.AM.DONE. I started out at a very young age (14) working in my Church's nursery. I did that for a few years until I could drive on my own and then did after school care for a local Church school. Once I graduated, I taught and then transitioned into being a full time nanny. I've cared for 7 families and each has been an entirely different experience.
My first family lived 5 minutes from my house in the same neighborhood area. I cared for one infant who had a colostomy bag. It was CRAZY. She was as presh as pie and caring for her needs really didn't bother me, but it was a lot. Each day, I'd have to take her bag off, clean the area, apply paste, "glue" the bag to her skin, and ensure it was properly secured. No need for diapers, as I'd have to empty it periodically throughout the day. NOT FUN. When she got older, she had the ability to tug and pull at it. Makes for a not fun mess to walk into in the crib. Once she had surgery to correct it, they put her in daycare. They were a nice family though and I wish they hadn't fallen off the face of the earth. They were having some serious marital problems though, so my prediction is shortly after I left, they divorced and she moved back to MN where she was from.
Next family, interesting. I was responsible for EV-ERY-THING. I'd get there in the AM, bathe toddler, dress infant and toddler, make breakfast for both infant and toddler, pack lunch for toddler, drop toddler off at school, entertain infant, pick toddler up from school, do dishes, do laundry, clean toys, make beds, etc. IT WAS A NIGHTMARE. The dad was a chef so I'd always walk into a MASSIVE MOUNTAIN of dishes in the sink I was expected to do. Oh, and he stayed at home working on his new "business venture." Mom was an ER doctor and worked nights, so she'd be attempting to sleep during the day. Having both parents at home not doing anything was awkward and upsetting. Not to mention, the kids were constantly sick. Try wiping a nose running like a faucet for HOURS every single day while holding a newborn baby. MADDENING. I told them after a few weeks it just wasn't working for me.
The third family, was truly a charm. I still miss working for them. A sweet, energetic, positive, successful family who lived in a charming little town outside Orlando. They had a four year old boy and a sweet baby girl who was around 6/7 months when I started caring for her. They lived in an area where I could pack the kids up, walk to Starbucks, hang out at the pool, go shopping, and stroll on nice days. It was awesome. I really loved them to pieces. Mom got pregnant with baby number three and I was so excited. Unfortunately, little Z man had Trisomy 13 and only lived a couple weeks. You can read their story here. After their loss, it put things in perspective and they didn't really need me anymore.
The next time I was a nanny, was in DC. That family was incredible to me and I am so very sad it ended the way it did. They were very upset I had made the decision to get married and leave them sooner than they expected. Then comes Texas. I had an INCREDIBLE job there with an INCREDIBLE family of doctors. I cared for their newborn baby girl. I was paid very well, I was able to bring Piper with me to work each day, and felt very comfortable. Having to leave M in the manner I did, it was hard. I think I stayed with him as long as I did because of that job. I didn't want to leave them stranded. I've done a bit recently in NC but like I said, I'm done.
It amazes me how uniquely different each families philosophies are. This is one of the hardest parts of being a nanny. I have my own set of "bullet points" on child rearing, based on all the experience I've had over the years. I may not be an "earth mom" myself, but it boggles my mind sometimes how little some of these families know. My mom reminded me that kids don't come with instruction manuals, so some parents have no clue if they weren't raised around other children. Some moms I have nannied for, never babysat or had experience caring for kids. WOW. I can't imagine. The real kicker with me, is that these parents aren't there to raise their children during the day but have an entire handbook or philosophy on how they want them raised, disciplined, etc. Quite frankly, sometimes that just doesn't work. SO frustrating. What people don't realize is that nannies often become the second or third parent. We care for them from sun up to sun down. You're there to kiss them bye for work and there to (maybe) have dinner with them, get them in their PJ's, and put them to bed. We do all the "fun" stuff in the between time.
Here's some of my sticking points:
*Your child is NOT in charge. PERIOD. Think of Caesar Milan's "Pack Leader" mentality. YOU ARE THE PACK LEADER. Your child does not get to boss you around, make demands, or stomp his feet to get his way.
*He'll eat what you put in front of him, unless you give him a way out. A LOT of parents don't realize this. Your child WILL NOT starve. If he won't eat what you put in front of him and throws a fit, it's time out. And again. And again until he gets the clue. If he still won't eat, then he doesn't. PERIOD. You don't give in to little Johnny's demands and make him chicken nuggets, pizza, and macaroni every night.
*If Johnny throws a tantrum in the check out lane for that piece of candy or toy, who cares? YOU DO NOT GIVE IT TO HIM. Yeah, I know. Having a screaming kid in a store is embarrassing and you want to do whatever you can to shut them up. I get it. What you're not realizing is giving in is only going to cause you more problems next time, and the time after that, and more in the future. All those people giving you evil eyes in Target, you'll probably never see them again in your LIFE and they'll soon get over it.
*Having to hide from your child, lock yourself (and other children) in a separate area to prevent harm to yourself and your other children is BS. This is thanks to having an out of control child who has not been properly disciplined and coddled. I've seen it.
*Time out doesn't kill. Crying doesn't kill. Leaving a child to kick and scream on the floor doesn't kill. They'll be fine and eventually get over it. YOU have to maintain your composure and move on to something else. Crank some music, sing really loud, bang pots and pans, whatever you need to do if necessary to drown out the unnecessary crying.
*A time out can be started really anytime after age 2 or depending on the awareness of the child. They should be placed in time out one minute for each year of age. If they get up, put them back, and start the timer all over again. And back. And back. And back. Yep, I've had to do this and it tests your will and patience but TRUST ME, eventually they will sit and be too tired to fight. Ask them what they did to be put in time out (or tell them if very young) and ask for an apology. Give them a hug and send them on their way. Be sure to have a designated "time out chair" with timer near by.
*I always try to give "my kids" a warning or two before putting them in time out. If it's something dangerous or hitting/bitting/scratching, it's IMMEDIATE.
*Yeah. Hitting is NEVER acceptable and should NEVER be tolerated, ignored, laughed about, or scoffed at. Daddy rough housing is not an excuse. Deal with it immediately.
*Lastly, if you're struggling at home and your kids are also in school or daycare, odds are they are misbehaving at school also. Ask the teachers. Work with them for a solution. Ask your children's care givers for their advice. They will be glad to give it to you and probably have some ideas that will help based on their experience.
My most hilarious pet peeve is people who post on Craigslist for 40+ hour a week nannies but can only pay $125. They expect you to be okay with that since they are on hard times and they expect to get excellent, professional care at that price. I'm serious folks. If you haven't seen it, go browse the "Childcare" section of CL in your area. It's sickening. Working parents would LOVE to have a nanny for their child(ren). One on one, specialized, individualized, professional care in their home for their kids. I would also rather be driving a Porsche Cayenne right now as opposed to a Honda Civic. Parents who can't pay a nanny properly (MINIMUM of $10/hr), well their kids belong in daycare. SORRY.
Overall, being a nanny has taught me SO MUCH about parenting and how I wish to raise my children. I wouldn't trade that experience for the world.
It amazes me how uniquely different each families philosophies are. This is one of the hardest parts of being a nanny. I have my own set of "bullet points" on child rearing, based on all the experience I've had over the years. I may not be an "earth mom" myself, but it boggles my mind sometimes how little some of these families know. My mom reminded me that kids don't come with instruction manuals, so some parents have no clue if they weren't raised around other children. Some moms I have nannied for, never babysat or had experience caring for kids. WOW. I can't imagine. The real kicker with me, is that these parents aren't there to raise their children during the day but have an entire handbook or philosophy on how they want them raised, disciplined, etc. Quite frankly, sometimes that just doesn't work. SO frustrating. What people don't realize is that nannies often become the second or third parent. We care for them from sun up to sun down. You're there to kiss them bye for work and there to (maybe) have dinner with them, get them in their PJ's, and put them to bed. We do all the "fun" stuff in the between time.
Here's some of my sticking points:
*Your child is NOT in charge. PERIOD. Think of Caesar Milan's "Pack Leader" mentality. YOU ARE THE PACK LEADER. Your child does not get to boss you around, make demands, or stomp his feet to get his way.
*He'll eat what you put in front of him, unless you give him a way out. A LOT of parents don't realize this. Your child WILL NOT starve. If he won't eat what you put in front of him and throws a fit, it's time out. And again. And again until he gets the clue. If he still won't eat, then he doesn't. PERIOD. You don't give in to little Johnny's demands and make him chicken nuggets, pizza, and macaroni every night.
*If Johnny throws a tantrum in the check out lane for that piece of candy or toy, who cares? YOU DO NOT GIVE IT TO HIM. Yeah, I know. Having a screaming kid in a store is embarrassing and you want to do whatever you can to shut them up. I get it. What you're not realizing is giving in is only going to cause you more problems next time, and the time after that, and more in the future. All those people giving you evil eyes in Target, you'll probably never see them again in your LIFE and they'll soon get over it.
*Having to hide from your child, lock yourself (and other children) in a separate area to prevent harm to yourself and your other children is BS. This is thanks to having an out of control child who has not been properly disciplined and coddled. I've seen it.
*Time out doesn't kill. Crying doesn't kill. Leaving a child to kick and scream on the floor doesn't kill. They'll be fine and eventually get over it. YOU have to maintain your composure and move on to something else. Crank some music, sing really loud, bang pots and pans, whatever you need to do if necessary to drown out the unnecessary crying.
*A time out can be started really anytime after age 2 or depending on the awareness of the child. They should be placed in time out one minute for each year of age. If they get up, put them back, and start the timer all over again. And back. And back. And back. Yep, I've had to do this and it tests your will and patience but TRUST ME, eventually they will sit and be too tired to fight. Ask them what they did to be put in time out (or tell them if very young) and ask for an apology. Give them a hug and send them on their way. Be sure to have a designated "time out chair" with timer near by.
*I always try to give "my kids" a warning or two before putting them in time out. If it's something dangerous or hitting/bitting/scratching, it's IMMEDIATE.
*Yeah. Hitting is NEVER acceptable and should NEVER be tolerated, ignored, laughed about, or scoffed at. Daddy rough housing is not an excuse. Deal with it immediately.
*Lastly, if you're struggling at home and your kids are also in school or daycare, odds are they are misbehaving at school also. Ask the teachers. Work with them for a solution. Ask your children's care givers for their advice. They will be glad to give it to you and probably have some ideas that will help based on their experience.
My most hilarious pet peeve is people who post on Craigslist for 40+ hour a week nannies but can only pay $125. They expect you to be okay with that since they are on hard times and they expect to get excellent, professional care at that price. I'm serious folks. If you haven't seen it, go browse the "Childcare" section of CL in your area. It's sickening. Working parents would LOVE to have a nanny for their child(ren). One on one, specialized, individualized, professional care in their home for their kids. I would also rather be driving a Porsche Cayenne right now as opposed to a Honda Civic. Parents who can't pay a nanny properly (MINIMUM of $10/hr), well their kids belong in daycare. SORRY.
Overall, being a nanny has taught me SO MUCH about parenting and how I wish to raise my children. I wouldn't trade that experience for the world.
Monday, May 23, 2011
June Warmer & Scent of the Month
I love being a part of the Scentsy team and for those of you who also have some patriotic pride, here's June's Warmer of the Month. It's called "Star Spangled" and is super rustic looking. Would be beautiful in anyone's home.
June's Scent of the Month is Peach a la Mode and smells like a yummy Creamsicle to me :)
All warmers and scents of the month are always 10% off, but I have some amazing deals going on for anyone who pre-orders or purchases from my current launch party that ends May 27th. If you're interested, leave a comment with your email address and I'll give you the 411!
My Scentsy website is http://scentswithshan.scentsy.us
For all of my specials and giveaways, you have to join my Facebook group. ((Scentsy Rules))
And don't forget about my blog giveaway! THREE winners!
Happy Birthday Sweet Princess!
My sweet baby girl had her first birthday party on Sunday. A local indoor dog facility allowed us to celebrate there since I brought my small dog meetup folks. So fun! Here's some shots of the big day.
As you can see, she's crazy spoiled. Everything turned out so well. The dogs all really enjoyed the cake I made and the humans loved all the conversation. Piper's friends brought her some very sweet gifts (ALL PINK!) and some brought munchies to share. It was 90+ outside today, so playing inside was awesome. My little Pipes is one tuckered out birthday girl. She's passed out next to me in her new dress and ready to see what the next year brings :)
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Crazy Being Home
Some of my mil bloggie friends have been talking about their awesome experiences at MilBlogCon 2011. I would have LOVED to have been there, but I was on my cruise. I stumbled across this video someone posted to YouTube with the song "Crazy Being Home" by Mark Wills. Hard to listen to, but I can only imagine :-/
EAT: Cake Pops 101
Cake Pops 101
So for Piper's birthday, I decided to make an attempt at cake pops. I love love love to bake and I love fun party stuff like this. On Twitter a few weeks ago, I stumbled across the video below on how to make them. Sounded super easy and very different from the ones made in molds everyone struggles with. So, first the video and then my pictures :)
Here's my ingredients and decor stuff. I used olive oil, which you really should use veg but I don't keep that around the house. You'll also notice the rectangular pan which I didn't use because it's my roomies and it was gross.
Baking in the oven.
Snagged these little baskets for $1 each in the party section at Target. The green stuff is floral foam and it cuts just like butter.
After baking the cakes, crumbling them, and adding the frosting...you'll want to start forming them into balls. It should stick together easily, but not be overly sticky. If you find it too sticky, add more cake crumbs if you have them. Too dry? More frosting. I think I used a bit much and only used 1/2 of the frosting container.
On a cookie sheet and into the freezer to harden a bit. Bakerella suggests only 15 minutes. NO WAY! Perhaps my balls were too moist (LOL) but the longer the better. I mean like 60 minutes plus. I had SO MANY casualties at first because the weight of the chocolate was too much for the cake ball and would rip right off. More time in the freezer was the solution for sure. They shouldn't be FROZEN SOLID, but pretty firm to the touch. One thing that helped was dipping the stick into the chocolate, sticking it in the ball, and THEN transferring to the freezer for some sitting time.
Chocolate melts in a double boiler. Microwave was a disaster. Hardened WAY too quickly. When melts get heated too rapidly, they turn into a cakey, flakey, pastey chunk of mess. You can use oil to melt them down again, hence why I decided to go the double boiler method instead.
Melted down and TONS of oil added. When I did the white melts, I didn't use NEARLY as much since I avoided the microwave. Oil can be used to make the chocolate more liquefied which is super important. If the melts are too thick, your cake balls will pop right off. It really should drip fairly easily off your spatula. You'll want to rock it back and forth, side to side very gently and smoothly. Never stir.
Here's a picture of some of them decorated and drying in the flower foam. PERFECT drying tool. You'll see a few have sugar crystals, nuts, and some edible heart confetti.
The finished display. Remember, there's flower foam inside the baskets. I covered the basket with grass and stuck the pops in.
One thing I also learned was bigger, is not better. A lot of the cake balls I made were much too big and made for a heavy pop. Next time, I'll remember to keep them much, much smaller. The box of cake mix made about 16-18 cake pops but probably would have made 2 dozen easily had I not made some of them so big.
Here's a sneak peek of Little Miss Birthday Girl in the tutu I made her. I ordered one off Etsy and the seller did not get it to me on time. That's an entirely other story and one I'll definitely be blasting when I get a minute.
Anyway, by the time you're reading this it's Piper's birthday and I made some AMAZING things I can't wait to show everyone this week. Stay tuned ya'll!
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Friday, May 20, 2011
What do YOU want Shannon?
Going through what I've gone through in the past couple years, it's all making me question what exactly I want out of life. I've always been 100% certain. I wanted my education, I wanted to own my own business (preferably in wedding & event coordination), I wanted to be a wife, I wanted to be a mom, I wanted to live in DC, and retire early on a boat and float away forever. Having put my life and my dreams on hold to support M's military career was something I was totally okay with since in turn it equaled love and happiness. Well, it was supposed to. Plus, I knew it was only temporary since he wasn't re-upping after his first contract was up. Making that decision was quite possibly the worst thing I have ever done. It's not that I entirely regret being married to M or having to go through what I've gone through. I just look back at my life then and think how different it would have been. I was on a straight path for happiness and success. But, I went with my heart which is why I can't regret that decision.
Now that I'm on this new, rough, rocky path I find myself questioning EVERYTHING.
What is it that I TRULY want?
I accepted a nanny position last weekend, on the terms I'd have a 30 day probationary period. One long weekend in and a 12 hour shift and I knew there was no way in heck I could do it. I've come to the conclusion my days of caring for children are over. I don't have the energy anymore and I've been in EXCRUCIATING pain since Monday. Sitting on the floor all day and holding a newborn is too much. I talked to my mom a few days ago about it and she reminded me that after I had my miscarriage, I said I wouldn't nanny again. Makes sense. Emotionally it is exhausting. So, I told the family this week I just can't do it.
I started wondering whether or not I should just go back home to Florida for a while to refresh my batteries and be around people I love who love me. This has always been a last resort for me as I feel my time in Florida is done. Great place to visit but not to live. I fought super hard to pack up with a couple hundred borrowed dollars and move to DC before I married M. It's where I felt I was being called and where I saw my future. I want nothing more than to get back there as soon as possible. If only I had never left :(
Anyway, I am *DYING* for adult interaction. Having spent the last couple years as a nanny, you don't get out much. To me, an office job would be EXACTLY what I'm looking for. Marketing and business are two of my professional passions. I interviewed today for a booking position at a marketing firm 15 minutes from my house. It's entry level and the pay is sub-par from what I'm used to, but it could be just what I need to maintain my sanity. I'll take sanity over financial abundance right now. I should find out on Monday whether or not I am going to get that position. If not, I'll be heavily considering leaving NC and going back to FL. I'm tired of fighting.
In the long run, I'm still trying to put the pieces together as far as what I want from life. I know I want to help people. I know I want to make an impact. I know I want to own my own business. I love the military community. I'm passionate about domestic violence issues. I love writing. I need some clarity. One thing I know for sure is I need to be back in DC next year. I hope and pray a year from now, I can look back on this blog and be stoked I made it happen.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
The End of the World As We Know It
MAY 21st
The Rapture
The end of the world...as we know it?
LOL. So what do you guys think about all of this? I remember when Y2K happened and everyone thought the world would explode because our computers couldn't handle it. HUH? Looking back now, how freaking crazy was that notion? Regardless, it was a New Years I will forever cherish as it was the last one spent while Jay was alive. He was mildly convinced it COULD happen so he wanted to make sure all of his family (and us) were together just in case. It was really special.
Now, all this chatter about May 21st being the end of the world. I honestly hadn't heard much about it until recently and I have to admit, I still don't know much about it. I guess according to some dude, Jesus is coming to take all the believers on the 21st and everyone else is going to die in some earthquake hell in October or something. Here's a website I found with some "Holy 411" for ya.
Here's my take.
I know where I'm going when the good Lord calls me home. If it's May 21st, I'm not worried. I used to fear going to Heaven just because life on earth was so awesome. Now, I feel differently. Do I really think May 21st is D day? Nah. People have been taking bets and giving opinions on when the rapture will occur for a zillion years, and we're still here. The truth is, only God knows and again, I'm not worried about figuring out when that is. On the other hand, when I look around me at the condition of the world...I do believe we're approaching end times. Do I think it will be in my lifetime? Meh. Possibly. Possibly not.
How do you guys feel about all of this "end time" talk?
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Skin MD Natural Review & Giveaway!
There is honestly nothing that bothers me more than dry skin. I've spent many years as a teacher and nanny which translates to LOTS of hand washing and hand sanitizing. All of that soap and alcohol is terrible for keeping your hands nice and moisturized. On top of that, I have seasonal eczema. It only tends to happen during the dry, cold winter months. Regardless, it's embarrassing and painful when it occurs. I've used several products and when Skin MD contacted me about a review and giveaway, I knew the product was right up my ally.
For this review, I was given a 4oz bottle of their Natural Shielding Lotion, which is a 1-2 month supply when used daily. It has no smell, isn't greasy, and it is recommended you use a dime or quarter size amount as a bit goes a long way. It absolutely instantly moisturizes your skin and feels like it provides a thin barrier over your skin. I love that Skin MD is a green friendly company, using solar energy for production. It is also vegan and cruelty free.
My verdict? It definitely works and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT as a facial moisturizer. I actually prefer it as that than as a hand lotion. However, what comes to mind when I hear of this product is the easier to obtain Cetaphil brand of products. In comparison, a 16 fl oz bottle of Cetaphil's Moisturizing Lotion is just $9. Skin MD's Natural Shielding Lotion is $18 + $7.95 S&H in the US. Quite a big difference. BUT...in comparison of ingredients, it seems that Skin MD's product is indeed MUCH more natural and also seems to be paraben free, which is super fantastic. So, if you prefer to use green friendly, natural products...Skin MD is for sure your choice. They also offer a version with SPF 15 for slightly more.
Where to Buy? Skin MD Natural
Free Sample? Here
Giveaway Info: One lucky winner of my blog will review one 4oz bottle of Skin MD's Natural Shielding Lotion. In order to qualify, leave a comment below with your e-mail address. One winner will be chosen by Random.org and entries will close May 30th at 11:59pm EST.
Thank you to Skin MD Natural for providing me with this product. I was not compensated in any way and reviewed this product based on my own personal opinions. I was not influenced in my writing.
For this review, I was given a 4oz bottle of their Natural Shielding Lotion, which is a 1-2 month supply when used daily. It has no smell, isn't greasy, and it is recommended you use a dime or quarter size amount as a bit goes a long way. It absolutely instantly moisturizes your skin and feels like it provides a thin barrier over your skin. I love that Skin MD is a green friendly company, using solar energy for production. It is also vegan and cruelty free.
My verdict? It definitely works and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT as a facial moisturizer. I actually prefer it as that than as a hand lotion. However, what comes to mind when I hear of this product is the easier to obtain Cetaphil brand of products. In comparison, a 16 fl oz bottle of Cetaphil's Moisturizing Lotion is just $9. Skin MD's Natural Shielding Lotion is $18 + $7.95 S&H in the US. Quite a big difference. BUT...in comparison of ingredients, it seems that Skin MD's product is indeed MUCH more natural and also seems to be paraben free, which is super fantastic. So, if you prefer to use green friendly, natural products...Skin MD is for sure your choice. They also offer a version with SPF 15 for slightly more.
Where to Buy? Skin MD Natural
Free Sample? Here
Giveaway Info: One lucky winner of my blog will review one 4oz bottle of Skin MD's Natural Shielding Lotion. In order to qualify, leave a comment below with your e-mail address. One winner will be chosen by Random.org and entries will close May 30th at 11:59pm EST.
Thank you to Skin MD Natural for providing me with this product. I was not compensated in any way and reviewed this product based on my own personal opinions. I was not influenced in my writing.
Bravest Families in America
It goes without saying, the bravest families in America are our military families. Moms & Dads. Sisters & Brothers. Wives & Husbands. Sons & Daughters. All sacrificing for the protection of this country. The less than 1% who stick up for the other 99%. Incredible.
I had recently gone through my blog list, roaming and deleting posts I never finished or ones that were empty. Started with every intention of finishing, but never did. This was one of them.
On January 27th, Oprah aired a show entitled "Bravest Families in America" and as I type this, I'm watching it for the third time thanks to my DVR. It's hard to. She opens asking how many of us can say we know a soldier fighting in a war. I know lots. She also said at the time of airing 5,892 US service members had been killed. Now, the tally is 6,031. 139 more in 3.5 months. Nothing frustrates me more than realizing how many people are "bandwagon" military supporters. You know, Osama has been captured...so let me display my American flag once again. Let me take 10 seconds out of my day to thank the troops on my Facebook status or Twitter feed. How noble of you. I wrote a blog on that issue before, so I digress.
If there is one thing I'm passionate about (well, one of many) it's the military. I was raised that way and having been married to a soldier, it made it all the more realistic to me. Tom Brokaw opens the show explaining that these men and women return very different people. They experience anxiety, depression, and their spouses and children bear a heavy, heavy burden. If you're a part of a military family, you know this already. Still, I feel like as much as I say it, as much as others say it, people still just don't get it. I can explain to my family until I am blue in the face that my situation with M wasn't his fault. They don't get it. My dad seemed to when I talked to him about it recently, but my mom...even tonight is just hell bent he was an abusive jerk.
I watch this show, with happy pictures of a happy Briest family. You can see here and here a little bit about their story and a clip from the Oprah Show. You can also read about Michael's mom. Just the name alone makes me sad. This poor mother who drives 6 hours to visit her son...in a cemetery. Arlington Cemetery. AWFUL. Death is hard enough as it is, but sending someone you love overseas, not knowing if they will return or not is unimaginable. Having them die in service to our country unexpectedly is horrendous. Yet so many families experience it. Thousands. THOUSANDS!
First Lady Michelle Obama and Dr. Jill Biden launched an initiative called Joining Forces, which you can read about here. It's a call to arms of sorts. A call to lend a helping hand and do whatever is necessary to help these amazing families.
This war is real. It is not going away. Years from now, when it does finally come to an end...the wounds will still be there. The need will still be there. Just because it ends, doesn't mean it really ends. If you're reading my blog and haven't yet done your part to help military families, do it. Now. No excuses. There are SO MANY ways to help.
I leave you with some images of Section 60 in Arlington National Cemetery. The home of brave men and women killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.
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