Hi guys, sorry it's been so long since my last post. My computer charger died again so I've been waiting for a new one to come in the mail. Anyways, here we go with a new blog post!
Growing up with a single parent, I've always wondered what true love looked like. I watched a lot of romantic movies and watched couples fall in love on screen, but never anything in real life. All throughout high school I was on a "mission" to find my high school sweetheart and failed miserably. I "dated" a few boys in high school but it was never anything serious because I wasn't willing to settle. I wanted that can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, World Series kind of stuff. Hey, a girl's got to have her standards, right? Well guess what folks. I have found that feeling with Zach. I can't imagine my life without him and I am so lucky to have such a wonderful man in my life. I don't know what I did to deserve someone so out of this world, but I am SO thankful for him. He gives me butterflies EVERY time I see him and I get just as excited to see him as our first date. I never thought I would find this feeling, but it is here and I can feel it deep in my soul. But this is not the reason for my blog post..
I don't understand why people settle. Be patient, God will provide.
As of late, I have noticed more people getting into relationships, getting engaged, and getting married. I am so happy for each of them but I just want them to know that they don't have to settle. In today's society, people are dating because it's convenient and they don't want to be alone. I totally know the feeling but I want to have that blown away, swept off my feet, head over heels feeling with someone. I want to meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe. I want to be lost in love. I'm willing to wait, but I'm not willing to settle. Girls just think that they can date until someone better comes along. Which is true, but you're hurting more than yourself in that situation. I know it's hard, but good things come to those who wait.
Another thing that girls seem to be doing more of, is being in relationships where they are putting all of the effort into it and not getting much in return. Don't make things work, let them work. If you don't aim for the best, don't be surprised when you get less than you feel you deserve. If you constantly have to question his intentions and feelings, MOVE ON. Someone else would die for the opportunity to give you the world. If he's worth it, you shouldn't be chasing him. He should be chasing you. Girls, you should never chase a man, you're worth being pursued. I could go on and on here, but the bottom line is - eventually one of two things will happen: he will realize you're worth it, or you'll realize that he isn't.
Lastly, a topic that really bothers me is girls who feel like they have to stay in a relationship because they don't know what else to do. If he's cheating on you, there is a reason he's cheating. If he's sharing his emotions with another girl, there's a reason for that. Never love anybody who treats you like you're ordinary. You are worth your weight in gold. If you think your boyfriend is cheating on you, always, always trust your first gut instincts. If you genuinely feel in your heart and soul that something is wrong, it usually is. If you know he's cheating on you, why stay in a relationship where he has a physical connection with someone else? I know it can be hard to get out, but in the long run, it's definitely worth it. Don't tie your heart to a person that has nothing left to offer you. Like Elsa says in Frozen, let it go. It might hurt for a while, but when you get over it, you'll see that it's better. Never settle for having feelings for a feeling. The right person will make the wait worth it. If you don't feel it, you don't feel it. Simple as that.
Me? I'm refusing to settle until I find a man who gives me butterflies with just a look and I can't imagine going a day without kissing. And I have found him. It has been a long and lonely road, but he has made the ride worth the wait.
You should be with a man..
1. Who promises to make you laugh, even when you don't want to.
2. Who tells you how proud of you he is every day.
3. Who puts your happiness on the same level as his. If not higher.
4. Who uses positive, kind words when describing your relationship.
5. Who uses "when" not "if" when talking about his future and where you fit in.
6. Who does things out of his comfort zone (sometimes) just to prove to you that he loves you.
Well, this post was much more lengthy than I thought it was going to be but now it's out there. I hope every single one of you women find the man of your dreams and never settle for anything less than your best. He is out there! Sometimes you have to be patient, but the wait is worth it!!
Enjoy your Thursday all.
xoxo.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Monday, May 4, 2015
I seem to have lost all my wisdom...
Hello all. I hope everyone is enjoying their (humid) month of May thus far. The first 3 days of May for me, were spent in my bed.
On April 30th, I went to the Oral Surgeon to get my wisdom teeth +2 taken out. I was very nervous for the weeks leading up to this day, but I knew I had to get the surgery. That morning, I went to work as normal and tried to not think about how the rest of the day was going to go. As I was driving to drop the kids off at school, my hands began to get a little clammy and I started to think about how much pain I was potentially going to be in. So I went home, got everything together, waited for Zach to come pick me up, went to the orthodontist to get my top wire taken off, walked around Target to kill a little bit of time then arrived at the Oral Surgeon's office. We checked in and waited about 10 minutes before they called me back. I walked back to the first room, the gal put the laughing gas on my face and put the butterfly IV needle in my arm. It all happened sort of fast. I will have to say the worst pain I felt that day was in fact the butterfly needle. I talked to the nurse for a little bit, she put a blanket over me and in walked the surgeon. I had met him before at my consultation so we chatted a little bit then he said he was going to give me the medicine. I tried as hard as I could to stay awake and remember everything, but within 3 seconds, I was out cold. I have no idea what time I went back for the surgery and I have no idea what time I woke up. I remember waking up in the waiting room, talking to the nurses about morel mushrooms???, then waking up again when it was time to go. I kind of remember talking to the surgeon, the nurse, and Zach. I also remember getting into Zach's car but after that, I was out again until we arrived at Walgreen's. Apparently while driving to Walgreen's, I was telling Zach the wrong directions and just being very stubborn. (Shocker, right?) I woke up at Walgreen's to go in and fill my prescription. I walked in with the ice pack around my face, went to the Pharmacy, sat down for a few minutes, got dizzy, went into the bathroom and got sick, pulled out the gauze a few minutes early, and we left Walgreen's. After driving a few blocks (from what I remember) I had Zach pull over so I could get sick again. It was not fun but I figured it was going to happen.
After doing all of that, I came home and took a nap (or two) while Zach took care of me. The rest of the day, I kept on top of the pain pills (1/2 of a hydrocodone every 4-6 hours) and felt pretty good. The next day (Friday) was okay because I spent a lot of the day in bed eating vanilla yogurt. That's it. Saturday was the worst day yet. I was in a lot of pain and the pain pills just didn't seem to help at all. I had no energy to get out of bed to get anything to eat and Zach was at a basketball tournament. I spent a lot of my day just laying in bed, crying (I know, what a baby!), and trying to sleep. When Zach got back, he made me chicken broth and I could finally fall asleep. Sunday was a lot better. I wasn't in as much pain, I was able to get out of the house with Barb and Tommy, and I only took one pain pill in the morning. It was incredible.
Today, I got to go to work and only took ibuprofen a few times throughout the day. The only thing that causes me any discomfort in my mouth is the upper right side where they took out two teeth, but other than that, I feel pretty great. Just another step in getting the straight teeth. :)
Have a good rest of the week everyone and thanks for reading! :)
xoxo.
On April 30th, I went to the Oral Surgeon to get my wisdom teeth +2 taken out. I was very nervous for the weeks leading up to this day, but I knew I had to get the surgery. That morning, I went to work as normal and tried to not think about how the rest of the day was going to go. As I was driving to drop the kids off at school, my hands began to get a little clammy and I started to think about how much pain I was potentially going to be in. So I went home, got everything together, waited for Zach to come pick me up, went to the orthodontist to get my top wire taken off, walked around Target to kill a little bit of time then arrived at the Oral Surgeon's office. We checked in and waited about 10 minutes before they called me back. I walked back to the first room, the gal put the laughing gas on my face and put the butterfly IV needle in my arm. It all happened sort of fast. I will have to say the worst pain I felt that day was in fact the butterfly needle. I talked to the nurse for a little bit, she put a blanket over me and in walked the surgeon. I had met him before at my consultation so we chatted a little bit then he said he was going to give me the medicine. I tried as hard as I could to stay awake and remember everything, but within 3 seconds, I was out cold. I have no idea what time I went back for the surgery and I have no idea what time I woke up. I remember waking up in the waiting room, talking to the nurses about morel mushrooms???, then waking up again when it was time to go. I kind of remember talking to the surgeon, the nurse, and Zach. I also remember getting into Zach's car but after that, I was out again until we arrived at Walgreen's. Apparently while driving to Walgreen's, I was telling Zach the wrong directions and just being very stubborn. (Shocker, right?) I woke up at Walgreen's to go in and fill my prescription. I walked in with the ice pack around my face, went to the Pharmacy, sat down for a few minutes, got dizzy, went into the bathroom and got sick, pulled out the gauze a few minutes early, and we left Walgreen's. After driving a few blocks (from what I remember) I had Zach pull over so I could get sick again. It was not fun but I figured it was going to happen.
After doing all of that, I came home and took a nap (or two) while Zach took care of me. The rest of the day, I kept on top of the pain pills (1/2 of a hydrocodone every 4-6 hours) and felt pretty good. The next day (Friday) was okay because I spent a lot of the day in bed eating vanilla yogurt. That's it. Saturday was the worst day yet. I was in a lot of pain and the pain pills just didn't seem to help at all. I had no energy to get out of bed to get anything to eat and Zach was at a basketball tournament. I spent a lot of my day just laying in bed, crying (I know, what a baby!), and trying to sleep. When Zach got back, he made me chicken broth and I could finally fall asleep. Sunday was a lot better. I wasn't in as much pain, I was able to get out of the house with Barb and Tommy, and I only took one pain pill in the morning. It was incredible.
Today, I got to go to work and only took ibuprofen a few times throughout the day. The only thing that causes me any discomfort in my mouth is the upper right side where they took out two teeth, but other than that, I feel pretty great. Just another step in getting the straight teeth. :)
Have a good rest of the week everyone and thanks for reading! :)
xoxo.
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