Oh, Transitions

Davis is slowly still adjusting to being in Houston, and the poor guy is taking a little longer than I thought. Every day he asks me when he is going to go home. He even brought up his buddy from McKinney, which was house #2 for him. And that was also about 8 months ago. If you're just starting to read, we have now moved 4 times in a year. Yes, freaking shoot me in the face. This week, Michael had to leave to go out of town VERY expectantly. And when I say VERY, he came home in a tizzy, saying he had ten minutes to pack a bag and a car was waiting for him outside. He has yet to come home. So now, Davis thinks we have moved to a new place, and daddy is never coming home. Needless to say, this week has sucked like major! We had to go by the new house this week to pick out fixtures, flooring, etc (which by the way, Davis was awesome, especially being there for FOUR hours!) so overall, was a trooper! I've been trying to explain that we will be moving in soon, and that's our new house. Davis is so confused and last night, asked me if daddy was going to be at the new house when we move. My poor little guy.
I also haven't been able to leave Davis at the gym for very long to go workout. And I mean, like 10 minutes, and they are paging me over the speaker system to return to the childcare room. He's beat red, in hysterics, and screaming for mommy. While on one hand, it's sweet he wants me, but worries me at the same time. He is used to going to the gym everyday. This whole move has set him over the edge. I can't put him down, leave his sight, and he hasn't been wanting to eat as much since Michael has gone out of town. I have that helpless sense, of not really knowing how to handle this at the moment. It's frustrating, tiresome, and of course, worries me. I hate that my little baby is having a rough time right now. He just seems worried and scared. Like he's afraid I'm going to turn the corner and run off and leave him.

All I know to do is talk to him and tell him everything is going to be okay. That mommy is here, and daddy is just at work. And don't worry, we are going to get settled next month. Everything is okay. And to pray and pray hard. I don't want my little baby scared.

What A Trooper

Dear Davis,
I can't begin to tell you how proud mommy is of you right now. We've packed up, and moved you around so much lately that you are becoming a pro. Not that that is anything to be proud of. But you are being such a big boy about it, and I couldn't be more proud of you. I know you're confused, and you have no clue what is going on. I try and tell you everyday that Houston is our new home. That this apartment is where we will be for the next month. And that we are finally moving back into a house! You look at me with your little raised eyebrow and just say, home? Yes, baby. We are going to have a home. I know this is a lot to take in right now, and it's okay. It's been a lot on everyone. You do such a great job of smiling, and helping mommy smile, too. You have been asking me several times when we are going home. It makes my heart hurt a little, because I know you are so confused. The first time you asked me, I tried not to cry because it took me by such surprise. Then I wonder if you want to go back to our last apartment, because you actually seemed to hate that place. (Well, as did we all)

Little man, just know that things are going to be back to normal in no time. And you have my word on this. You are getting so big, and you amaze me more and more everyday. Just today, you went with me to look at a new Mother's Day Out program, and jumped right in to start playing with the other kids. It was a proud moment for mommy, as I watched you fit right in. You are becoming so independent, and learning so much, so fast. You have even begun potty training. You get so excited, and run across the room to show daddy or I what you've done. Such a big boy!!

Tomorrow, you get to go see our new house for the first time. I'm going to try to take you by there as much as possible, so you can get used to seeing it. But....it's mommy and daddy approved, so I'm pretty sure you'll think it's  awesome!

Davis, you are one amazing little man, and I am so proud to be your mommy. You melt my heart, make me laugh, and you have made this moving process so much easier being the trooper that you are. I love you, monkey.

Look at that cool kid, in his cool shades!!

Ramble On, Sing My Song!

It's that time again! Link up with two of my bloggy lovers for TTUT. Yes, bloggy lovers. They know what's up! And TTUT! That just means it's a must that you go on over there and check out what all the buzzzzzzzz is about!
I have about a 1,000,001 things on my head right now, so this a random ramble of nothing in particular.
1. We begin the moving process next week!! I feel like I've had a countdown going in my head, okay, and on here too, for so long now! I can not wait to get out of this dang apartment. However, we will be staying in another apartment until our house is finished, but I'm sure that the devil's advocate won't be living there, and they will have people on sight that actually work. And it's also a furnished apartment. So praise little 8 pound baby Jesus, that we don't have to unpack anything for just a few weeks!
2. I can't express enough how sad I am about Davis not being in his school anymore. He has progressed so much, learned so much, and absolutely loves being there. I could keep going on about it all day because it truly is an amazing little preschool. I have been trying to check into schools around our area in Houston, and I swear, these people must think they are sitting on a gold mine! Some of the rates are as much as a mortgage! Plus there are a few that it doesn't matter if you are in for only mother's day out (what we do) for one day or five days a week, it's still the same rate. Puh-lease people!
3. We did end up going to the circus this past weekend, and it was so much fun. I did feel like I was at a starter circus at some times, with people falling off things, dropping flaming items, and standing there like they didn't know what was going on. But, since I did have a two year old with me, and he doesn't know better, we stayed. To him it was magical. The most amazing thing ever. The lights, the flames, the loud sounds, and real elephants. I have never seen his attention span so spot on before. Maybe he can be a circus baby. During intermission was the best. They had animal rides set up, and all sorts of things for parents to spend more money on. It was awesome....and Davis had a ball! He even got to ride a little pony.

4. Are you on instagram? I love, love, love it! I am now also famous, because Sophia Grace is following me. Don't know who she is? Gasp! She's the cute little girl in pink tutus and crows that is on Ellen almost everyday it seems like. She also is on the red carpet a lot 'interviewing' celebrities with her yummy cotton candy. Well, Sophia Grace is following me on instagram!

See? She must think I'm tops, because she is following yours truly. And those other people are also public, so it's okay that you see their names. And speaking of tops, if you follow me on instagram, you will get amazing pictures like this.

I can not for the life of me figure out this stupid top knot bun! And it doesn't help when your husband gets home and just thinks you have a sock in it. Awesome!

Have a great day, everyone

Friends?! Talk To Us Tuesday

Going through this relocation, adjustment, and chaos to Tulsa leaves me sometimes feeling alone. I have Michael, of course, to talk to, but sometimes I just want my friends to be around. Luckily, I am over the upset and crying part of moving, so at least that is a positive. But I can't help but wonder...a lot....where the hell are my friends! I feel like I have hit the out of sight out of mind deal. Having some of these girls around almost weekly to hang out at the house and have a glass or wine, or go out for a night out.

I have a few really good friends that I know will always be there for me. No. Matter. What! A few of these girls don't even live in the same state as I do, but we can always talk and pick up like we see each other all of the time. They truly are amazing friends to have in my life.

Then there are the people that I saw a lot. Some I even grew up with. Do you just grow apart from someone (all of a sudden, when you're moving)? Realize you aren't that close after all? I will be at my house next week, and was hoping to get together with a few girls. But how can you ask if you don't talk. No returned texts, calls, messages. So this is telling me to not think about it anymore and waste any more energy on this. I want to be like, 'YO PEOPLE! I'm still here. I haven't died. Guess what, you can talk to me!'

I can't help but feel a little hurt, but I guess that's life. Expect the unexpected and keep your head up. I thank God for the wonderful friends that I do have in my life and cherish the close friends that I do have. I am slowly starting to meet people here in Tulsa and that is always reassuring.

It's Moving Time...Again.

If you have been reading my blog for a while, then you know we JUST moved. And when I saw just moved, I mean we moved in to our current house in January. I'm pretty sure there are boxes still in the attic that we have yet to unpack. We had been in East Texas for several years, but our whole goal was to be back in the Dallas area. Of course, I have been elated being back here. My friends and family are here so it is wonderful being close to them again. But seeing as how life throws you the fastest curve balls, especially when you aren't ready to catch them, you just have to get that mitt on fast and throw it back. I haven't exactly thrown it back yet. I think I'm still processing this information like I just found out about it yesterday.

So, why are we moving, you ask? Well, since you are dying to know, I guess I'll tell you. Last year, Michael went to Tulsa to fill in for someone while they were out of town for two weeks. Davis and I went to visit Michael for a few days to hang out. I actually thought Tulsa was very nice! We went to the zoo, the aquarium, and other fun family places while we were there. So, while I thought it was nice, I never in a million years thought we would be moving there. Yes, Tulsa is where we are moving to. That same company called and offered a deal that we are obviously not able to turn down. So now the transition begins. And so do the stresses.

(This was on a bathroom door I saw on the way back to Texas. Seriously? I will send you smoke signals and you can come save me.)

Michael started his new job last week, and while he was working, I went for the week to help him look for apartments. UGGG!! Having to get an apartment while having a mortgage is just a tad overwhelming. If someone has any miracle grow for my money tree, I would really appreciate it. We found an apartment last week that we started to fill out the paper work on. I thought everything was peachy, but apparently not. I think I have become a victim of identity theft. I was flagged for being incarcerated for theft and auto theft in 2009. Come on, I may be a little wild, but I'm no clepto! Lord, help me. So while that is being handled, I am crossing my fingers that it is all settled. Oh, I was also born in 1968. I look damn good, don't I? Sheesh.

The sign was put in the yard just yesterday, and we had our first showing today. Wow!! I am crossing my fingers, toes, and eyes that we are able to sell this sucker soon. Looking for a house in the area??

While I know things will be better in the long run, things are just overly stressful right now. Davis wakes up and is always looking for Michael, confused as to where he has been. I also think he believes he is being punished because I have to keep all of his toys in the garage for when people view the house. His sad little face when he looks outside to see if Michael's car is there makes me want to cry. His tantrums that he has been throwing to show me how upset he is, is making me want to scream. The added stress is a lot! Serenity now, Davis!

And when this child throws a tantrum, he throws a tantrum. All DAY! But go figure he's an absolute angel when he's with others. Why is that? Riddle me this.

So, for now, I'm trying to stay calm and am praying Davis' baby horns stay in.