Bedtime

My daughter has been sleeping in my bed with me since she was born. I absolutely LOVE it, but also realize that she needs to sleep in her own room. So, for her birthday I re-did her room and got her a full size bed, re-painted her walls, put a TV in there for her, in the hopes that she would be excited about sleeping in her new "big girl" room. Well....it has been a little hard, I just can't make her go in there, the one night that I tried she had taken a really late/long nap that day, so she was not even tired. She kept crying and saying "MOMMA!! I want you in here!" and it just broke my heart. I hated it. So, after going in there and trying to calm her down about six times, I finally caved around one am and went in there and slept with her. She was much more calm and relaxed. I know it is the easy way to let her sleep with us or me sleep with her, but I just really hate to hear her cry like that. I am a wimp and can not handle it. So, I figured I would try again the next day, but then realized that Jonathan was going out of town for five days and I have just let her sleep with me since he has been gone. He comes home tomorrow, so it looks like I have some work to do this week....


On a funny note: My family and I were all out at dinner on Thursday night and Skylar was putting butter on her roll, just like all of us, and she kept licking the knife. My Mom, who is just paranoid about stuff like that, kept trying to distract her and ask her if she wanted to use a fork instead. I told my Mom a couple of times, "Mom, she is fine, quit worrying!" Mom looks at me all crazy eyed and just huffs. Mom waited a little bit then said something else to Skylar about using a fork, Skylar calmy looks at me and says, "Mom, tell Boshi(which is what she calls my Mom) that I AM FINE!" We all just looked at each other and died laughing!! This child is just me all over. So then Mom says, "Well, I guess she told me".

Catch up

Here is the "cliff note" version of my life......Was with my high school sweetheart for almost 10 years, we got married, had a child together. ( Her name is, Skylar)  I gave up everything to pursue his career dreams. Moved to MS, which I am from Memphis, TN, not a far move, but also not my home. Him and I ran a business together and made six figures a year and we were finally financial stable. I was fortunate enough to be a stay at home Mom for almost a year. After my daughter's first birthday I decided to leave my husband. There had been a lot of changes and unexpected secrets that had happened in our marriage. Got a divorce in 2009, bought a new house and then I officially was a single parent, with a new job and on a budget. My life was turned upside down in a matter of minutes. Me, being the person I am stayed strong for my little girl and busted my butt to make ends meet. My daughter was my life and my focus and kept me going everyday. When I was pregnant, her father and I always said we wanted our daughter to look just like me and have her Daddies smarts. Well we could not have been more wrong. She looked/looks just like her Daddy and could not be anymore like me. (Hints the blog address). I am a little fireball and am not afraid to speak my mind to ANYONE. I do things on my own time and I am very hard headed and determined to get something done. I am also very hyper and animated and have a slight attitude and sass about me. Sometimes, I think I am a know it all and will not ask for help. I like to figure things out own my own. My parents and anyone that knows me have always said, "your daughter is JUST LIKE YOU! OMG!!" So, anytime Skylar does anything that is so "Jamie" my parents just laugh and say, "This is your payback, Ha Ha". Needless to say I appreciate my parents that much more for having to put up with my crap. She does not always respond when she is acting or doing something that reminds me of me so I say, "JUNIOR" and she turns her head right away and we all just laugh. She is the most amazing little girl I have ever met and so smart, she impresses me everyday with all of her knowledge. She pays attention to detail and will copy anything you say or do. She is the love of my life and that is one of the greatest gifts I got out of my marriage. Now, meet Jonathan(also known as JT), my boyfriend...We have known each other for about 3 years. We played kickball together and I always thought he was a snob because he would hardly ever talk to me. Turns out he is just a good ole southern gentleman that did not carry on conversations with me because I was married. I had no clue that type of man existed anymore. We started the spring season up and he found out I was a single lady again and made his move. We went to this bar/grill that the team always went to after our kickball games and talked the night away. We closed the place down at 3am and continued our conversation in the parking lot for 2 hours. Then realized it was almost time for me to go to work, we went and had breakfast at the local CK's Coffee Shop and when he asked if we could pray before our meal, I knew he was a keeper. We hugged goodbye and I went to work (in my kickball uniform mind you and no sleep). A couple days later he came over to my house and then never left. It was a match made in Heaven! He is the most passionate, gentle man I have ever met. You know how sometimes when you start dating you think, we might break up or one thing sets you off and that's it. The thought of ever breaking up has still to this day never crossed my mind. It was love at first sight! He is my soul mate and this whole life of mind goes to show that God really does work in mysterious ways. Sometimes you have to take the hard road, but the ending is worth the wait. Wedding talks and babies are definitely in the near future........