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Day 11, Saturday: Sell yourself in 10 words or less

I kind of wanted to take a poll for today's post. I've never been  very good at selling myself, not even when applying for jobs! Jenni (the girl who started this month's challenge) just did a list. I like that idea. So here is my list of what I think makes me!


Creative.
Bold.
Musician.
Funky.
Playful.
Cheerful.
Hardworking.
Adventurous!
Loving.

And for lack of a tenth one I will use my husbands word. "Beautiful"

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Get A New Job!!!

My baby turns 1 tomorrow... God. Where did the time go?

I am not one of those mom's who cry's because their baby is becoming a toddler. In fact, I am one of those mom's that welcomes it! I watched my daughter walk to me from the hallway to the couch in the living room without touching ANYTHING today. Joy people. Real joy. I won't have to carry the rascal for much longer! Just kidding... well... sorta.

So I hopped on me ol' bloggy here tonight to confess something to the internet world. Something I know every single mom has felt and I am sure there are a plethora of blog posts on it...

I am a bad mom.

For real. I seriously nearly had a mental break-down over this today. I get those email updates on 'where your baby should be now.' And it was all congratulating me on my baby hitting 1. Yay Me... wait. Yay Rhaps! Anyways. I popped onto the website to look up some other information and that's when the mommy forum loaded. I kid you not. It was these mom's comparing "well my SON walked TWO months ago and is now running..." and "my kid feed's herself..." and "we're still BF, don't know how any mom stops at 1..." and "we've completely transitioned to cow's milk..." Everywhere I turned it was mom's one-uping each other. Not being mean. Of course they were civilized. But I found myself reading these post thinking, "I'm a bad mom. I want to stop breast feeding... like... yesterday... and Rhapsody doesn't really say wooords, more like syllables that sorta make words that she uses often... Rhapsody can't really walk... She doesn't use sign language... She doesn't use a spoon... She can't recite her alphabet!... This is ALL my fault... I am a bad mom..." Seriously internet. You are one fantastic recourse, but you feed into my low self esteem so easily. All of my human and motherly fears can be brought forth by one minuscule email! I realized while I was reading all these mothers triumphs I was destroying all of mine... Why do we do that! Every decision we as mother's (and father's!) make will not only be ridiculed by people around us, but also by ourselves. This is not to say that sometimes you need to adjust how you parent if you come to realize you are operating in an unhealthy manner. However, why should I feel bad because of your kid's advancement? I shouldn't! My kid is AWESOME, and I am pretty awesome myself. I mean, dear god, I birthed that thing that now crawls screaming through my house, dropping toys (mostly not her toys, but I digress) into my toilet, and causing general mayhem! She rocks, therefore I rock. And you, mom who judges me (or dad... men read too... right?) well you person can SUCK IT. And to the freaky lady who lives in my brain... get a job that doesn't involve ridiculing me! Why don't you make me cheesecake and bring me wine? Seems like a better job for the internal me.....

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Three Years...

3 Years, 2 Dogs, 1 Baby later....

Today marks the three year wedding anniversary of my husband Richard and I. I always see on FB how everyone changes their pictures to ones of their wedding, but I thought I would write a blog instead!

Three years ago today I stood in a tiny chapel in Bryson City, NC and said my vows for all my family and friends to see! We had legally got married on April 30th thanks to some circumstances involving the military and Richard's orders to England, but the 10th of July was the first time we got to say the vows together, and more importantly in front of the people who meant the world to us.

What honeymoon period? Maybe it's because Richard and I were together for nearly four years before we got married (by together I mean we were 'together' in a total teenage sense for a while before becoming "steady"), but I never really feel like we had a 'honeymoon' phase... In fact, I like where we are at in our relationship now so much more than when we began our marriage. We've both done a lot of growing up together. We have had some amazing adventures together. Everyday gets better! We are learning how to work more and more as a team as each week passes. And the sex is always getting better! (sorry mom! I know you read these blogs, but I had to brag a bit!)

I love that I married a man who is so similar and so different from me. My firecracker is tamed by his mellow. We share a love for music that is contagious. Richard is always teaching me new things. Heck, he even taught me how to play my first musical instrument, and how to keep a car running! And I know my big mouth is always teaching him something about the nonsense I know.

Now I will boastfully share the beautiful photo's from our wedding taken by our friend John Read at Read Creations!

There are alot... I had a hard time chosing my favorites!

           

The artsy fartsy ones come first! I love all of these pictures. They are quite simply just beautiful...

Pretty proud of myself here. These were the days before pinterest and we did alot of things ourselves! Including making the bridesmaid bouquets and the centerpieces!

All my bridesmaids! My two best friends Brittany and Kari, and my sisters Nina and Annie. I love all of these girls so much and am so thankful that they got to enjoy the day with me....

 One of my favorites of Richard and I...

My parents...

My foster parents. This was the church they were married in and I am so glad to have gotten married there as well. My sister also got married in this church a year after me. Words cannot express the love that I have for Jack and Carolyn. They were my rocks, and I look to them as my mom and dad. I am one lucky girl, I have so many parents! 

Richard's parents! 

Richard's grandparents. I'm pretty sure grandpa said something at the point just before the shot that made me laugh. That man is always making me laugh! 

 

My men! Richard and Richard. Richard Read was my husband's best man and is his best friend. 

Seriously ya'll, who is that girl? I have never felt pretty, but I really love this picture of myself. I feel pretty when I look at it...

  

The real center of this whole shindig! THE CAKE! Another mother in my life, Momma Read, spent hours, days, and weeks making this cake as our wedding gift. It was glorious.

Richard's idea. He'll be the first to tell you! We just love this picture!

I thought I would be cheeky and get Richard... Then when he came at me I ran. That's when Read grabbed me and held me for Richard to get me back! 

Meet Chuck... My 1987 Toyota Corolla that I simply loved. He was amazing. 

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And us now! Each a few pounds heavier, sporting some more wrinkles, but as happy as ever living this great adventure that the military has called us to! Ups and downs and pitfalls abound. We have trials and hardships a plenty but I love this man with all my heart. I love our dogs and our child. I love our life at the same time that I find myself cursing it. Here's to a lifetime more of adventure!

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This next year of marriage is sure to be interesting! We have a move to Turkey to conquer and a trip home with a toddler. We have new friends to make, and too many goodbyes to contemplate. I know that hand in hand we can conquer anything thrown our way!

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