Megamind

Some of you may have read that Lucy took a nap yesterday. Yep. I had two whole glorious hours to myself yesterday. However, the glory of the day ended pretty early.

Why?

Because we didn't get to go get any any ice cream because Lucy wouldn't clean her room.

i don't even know how this happens. really. i am still shocked.

So, instead, we ate an early dinner, took baths, and went to bed early. It seems like a harmless, easy evening, right?

Wrong.

Hudson got out of the tub, naked, and ran. He ran until he slipped. And fell. I chased him until his little naked body flew into the air and came crashing back down onto the tile kitchen floor. All while, G was sitting at the kitchen table, working on the computer. I don't even think he saw this disaster unfolding. Forget seeing it. I don't think he even heard it. Wow. I wish I could tune shit out like him.

Anyways. Back to Lucy. She was an angel. After loosing the bedroom/ice cream battle, she seemed to be turning a corner. The compliance corner. She washed her hair and her body, played and got out with a smile. She even dried off her body and applied some pajamas. Her angelic demeanor ended there.

I think she is a clinical mastermind. No. Megamind. I think she spent that evening, in the bath tub, carefully calculating her next move. And her plan was simple: Destroy me. Destroy me with her ability to stay awake all night. She was going to make me pay for that little nap I made her take. She was going tire me, annoy me, and leave me. Leave me remembering who is really the boss. The megamind.

Our battle took place from 8pm-11:49pm. I last looked at the clock at 11:49pm. She is a committed little monster. And I am a weak, pathetic mess. She skillfully used very trick and super power she has. The last thing I remember was looking at Lucy as she stood in my doorway, rambling about some alien in her room, looking at G, who was as exhausted as me, and pulling the pillow over my head. I surrendered. What she did after that. I don't know. All I know is that I slept like shit and Lucy never cleaned her room.

So. This morning, as I was making a pot of coffee and chasing a naked Hudson- yet again, I thought to myself F- it! Why do we have to get dressed? Who cares if we get dressed? Lets just stay in our pajamas today. My hope was that someone, and by someone I mean Lucy, would fall asleep on the couch for a few minutes. But no. Don't get me wrong, her little, half human body gave up eventually, it just wasn't until 2pm. It is now 3:18pm and I just sent Hudson in to her room to take one for the team. Yeah. That's right. I sent sweet, little precious Hudson in to try and wake the beast. Key in screaming, right about..... NOW!

Lucy may have won this battle. But the war is far from over.

I am bigger. I have to win. Eventually.

Tired, but hopeful....
-A

 

You can not let these perfect little faces or sweet curls fool you. They have the ability to infiltrate everything. Especially your bed. Beware.

Great Day

Today has been a great day. I decided to sit down and write about today before it could turn bad.

Today, I made a return to my INSANITY work outs. And I feel great. Physically at least.

Today, I have not cried. Felt bad. Or angry.

Today, I smiled. Hugged. Kissed. And more...

Today, Lucy woke up with a smile on her face and got on the bus without a fight, tear, or whine.

Today, everyone took a nap during quiet time. It took a little bribery. But everyone is still sleeping. Angels are singing and I am praising Jesus. Thank you Jesus.

Today, Hudson had his first photo shoot. And true to Schuey form, he needed a little coaxing. But he was beautiful. He was a flirt and his smile lit up the room. He may be the child I sell on print. He is less moody and easily persuaded with food and candy. Lucy on the other hand, well- the photographer hasn't asked for her to come back yet. I think he has had enough of Lucy(ifer). Shocking.

Today should only get better. My dad is coming over for a visit. My little Schueys love their Boppa. The excitement they have for him is precious.

Hopefully, we will all enjoy a trip to the local dairy farm creamery for a delicious treat. You know, since everyone took such a good nap and I started working out again. I think a reward in definitely in order.

Happy Lucy+Sweet Hudson+Family Time+Ice Cream= Great Day

Yeah. Today has been great.
How was yours?

peace and love,
-A

In case you didn't hear me the first time- LUCY TOOK A NAP!!!

Seasons

I'm no photographer. I don't even pretend. I just simply take pictures, and document my life. My feelings. My struggles. My triumphs. The good, bad, and the ugly. This picture reminds me of the good, and not so ugly.

These days, I am focused on my family. Staying strong, learning, and moving on.

The seasons of my life are changing. Again.
Summer was cut short and Fall feels more like winter.
But like I said, I am moving on. And I will never stop encouraging those around me to stay strong.

I remember telling my little sister that even though this July was bitter cold, next July would be better. Warmer. Brighter.

To my mom, I repeat these words.
July will feel warm and bright again. This cold front will pass. I promise.

In the meantime, during this frigid, cold winter, I am here. Always.
I love you. So does Lucy. And so does Hudson.

Keep these words close to your heart.

~It's gonna be a long, long journey. It's gonna be an uphill climb. It's gonna be a tough fight. It's gonna be some lonely nights. But I'm ready to carry on. I'm so glad the worst is over, I can start living now. I feel like I can do anything. And finally I'm not afraid to breathe. Anything you say to me, and everything you do- you can't deny the truth, cause I'm the living proof...

You are proof that spring will bloom again.
This season will give birth to a new, more beautiful landscape.

To the moon and back. I love you.
-A

Im Still Alive...

I'm writing to reassure the world that I am still alive.

I may be alive, but I feel like a zombie most days.

So much has happened. Good. Bad. Ugly. Sad. I struggle with so many emotions.

I have so much to say. A story to tell. It is just not my story to share. Not my story to write. To those of you who can read my cryptic words, thank you for your love and support. For everyone else, in time- I will share. I will heal. I will be okay.

Anyways.... Moving sucks. But we are finally in the new house. We love it. We love it so much, we already started to remodel. I'm crazy. I know. 

Play Room

Guest Room











Aunt Cortney came to visit. But we hardly spent any time together. I miss her terribly. I feel like my hectic, dramatic life keeps me from being the friend I wish I could be. There are just simply not enough hours in the day...

Lucy started to school. I cant believe my baby is in school. I feel like she was just born yesterday. Honestly. No joke. Wasn't I breast feeding yesterday?

Hudson is getting so big. He is starting to talk. He is a miniature Garth. Seriously. He even walks like G, with his right arm swinging at his side. Hysterical.

Kane made the High School soccer team. That seems crazy. I feel like it was just last summer that he was running around the pee-wee soccer field.

The story of my life has kept me from my love dare challenge. However, I think that I am learning to make my marriage a serious priority. It is amazing how the chaos of everyday can keep two people so far away from each other. I love you, miss you Garth....

I feel numb. I am all out of words. But. I do have pictures.

 

Lucy's first day of school. She was a pro. I was a hot, crying, ridiculous mess.









Lucy's first picture day. After agreeing to wear something I picked out for day 1, she was back to her usual (creative) self by day 2. Phew, I was worried that mornings were going to be easy at our house. Thank God.

Fall Fun with Aunt Cortney and family

 

 

 

 

 

I am so blessed. I have a wonderful family. Great Friends. We are all healthy (physically, at least). We are moving forward, together. I will be okay. Right?