Thankfulness

At what point does one sit back and say, wow, my life is amazing! I was thinking about this as I woke up this morning. I stopped and realized that yeah. My life truly is amazing. I basically have it all. A roof over my head, food to eat. I have a job...something that is hard to come by these days. 

But most of all I have my two most important people in my life...my family. Hubs is the best father any mom could ask for her daughter, very loyal and protective...she will never want for anything because he is ready and willing to give her the world.

My little princess, almost 10 months old and the apple of my eye. With each stage she is more fun, more animated. Already growing into the independent beautiful girl I know she will be. She does awesome things like talk, babble, she understands what I tell her and for the most part she listens and obeys. {Again, for the most part.} She does say no, she is crawling like a champ and lately she has started pulling herself up to a standing position. {YAY} 

I am thankful for what I have because a lot of people don't have it as good. There are a lot of people jobless, who don't know where their next meal is coming from. My heart goes out to the children who don't have both parents, or who have been afflicted by poverty, homelessness, abuse of some kind or another. I long for a time where there is no abuse against children and animals. 

I read in the paper today about a young baby who was taken to the hospital in the middle of the night due to being slashed several times. And the only man who was home was taken into custody. How can someone do that to their child? Just slash them causing them pain...

Anyone who can cause pain to children, animals or the elderly are monsters. Ganging up on defenseless people and creatures who want nothing more but to love and be loved in return is just wrong. And anyone causing pain to a child for ANY reason should have the pain inflicted on them 100 fold. 

Alright I am done ranting. Off to tend to the family. Until next time!

Tiring Tuesday...

What a day...

Had a migraine all day long and made more mistakes than I normally do...not cool...like I need to give them a reason to fire me! And it was just one thing after another too...like for example in my job there is a two part to it...first of you key and input the applications in the system and then you quality control or check for mistakes.

Well yesterday I had met my quota...(300 applications or more per day) and so after my last break I decided to put the 4th batch I took back and "QC" instead. Well not only did that make my team leads mad and I was "spoken to" at the time...so I thought it was dealt with. Um...no. I was also spoken to today by my manager and when I tried to explain it to her it was simply like I had not said anything at all. It was very frustrating. =(

I am tired of this whole worrying if I am going to be fired the next day or not...that's not how a job is supposed to be...and I just want to be somewhere I don't have to look for another job within 6 months. It's not only exhausting...it's time consuming and irritating.

Anyways, that's my rant...I feel a lot better now...and I am off to enjoy the evening with hubby as babydoll is already asleep in her bed! <3

My Poem for my Baby.

From the moment we met I knew it was love.

Nothing else mattered it was all I thought of.

Nine months of waiting and three years of trying

The joyful tears fall, why yes I am crying.

You now are my world at nine months of age

I'm enjoying your growth..I love every stage.

Your giggles and laughs make my heart melt.

I can't put to words the feelings I have felt.

Your eyes are bright as they discover the world.

My ever so clever beautiful baby girl.

I wish nothing but the best throughout your whole life

That you are happy and healthy and free from all strife.

Mommy loves you princess! <3 <3

Life.

Ah, a fresh blog. Where I can put all my thoughts and feelings down save and walk away. LOL.

A little bit of a background on me: I am an (almost) 24 year old mother of one...with a rocky (at times) marriage to the love of my life. I am currently working a government job 44 hours a week and we have 2 cats and a gecko.

So without further ado...welcome to the life of a girlie girl!


*CURRENTLY*

It is Sunday...my morning to get up with the babe and letting hubs sleep in. (He is home with our daughter all week and so I give him the one day to sleep in and I am up in the morning with her.)She is into her Treehouse shows, (preferably Barney, Toopy and Binoo and Franklin)...which helps out a lot. (Especially when I want to get some chores done...)

But besides my Sundays with my girl, I have been pretty frazzled lately. And I don't understand how to deal with it..it started when I got this (what I thought was amazing) job working for a feeder plant into GM. And it was amazing...for about a month. And then some bad shit started happening. I was to the point where my anxiety was so bad I wouldn't eat...I was stressed out all the time. Never saw my family...and then one night at work a fellow coworker got me into the basement and sexually harassed me. Asking me to have sex with him, groping me...etc. And so I reported him, and when I did report him he was given a slap on the wrist and told not to do it again. I was told it was my fault etc. etc. So while on holidays another opportunity arose and I took it...and quit that job. But my hubs is off work and I took a 3 dollar an hour pay cut...so money has been an abomination. And so I am stressed. Applying for jobs while juggling EVERYTHING else. (Family, fulltime work, household duties)

So on top of everything that I have to do...hubs always wants me doing more. Make dinner when I get home...feed the baby, make bottles for the next day. {DO I NOT DO ENOUGH?!?!?!?!} He wants a "break" from the baby. Ummm, excuse me, but the baby is your full time job until October...you have chosen this over making money. Alas, he complains on top of the above,  I have too much attitude for him to handle. And he is just about done with me. The only reason he stays is because of our child. (Sidenote: I KNOW I can be a bitch. However, with everything on my mind and no means of support I think for some of the time I am entitled to being cranky at least some of the time...if not I stand corrected.) To hear and see that other people get treated better because their attitude is not similar to mine...really blows. And I am at my wits end. He is telling me I need to change...when am I going to change? But the reality is we both need to make adjustments, we BOTH need to work on how we treat the other person. We BOTH need to take a step back and re-evaluate where we are headed in this rat race called life.

That way we can remain a strong family unit...remain deeply in love....and stay together til we get old.