Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Kindergarten in 6 months

When I look back on the last 5 years of my life I can not believe how fast they have gone by,  My beautiful little girl is going to be starting kindergarten in 6 months.  I don't really know how I feel about that.  It seems like just yesterday I was in the hospital delivering her.  I went into labor Friday February 10th after Bryan and I were having a date night as our expected baby arrival was March 1st.  Well, let's just say date night didn't go as expected.  Bryan and I went a restaurant out on Anna Maria Island and we ordered steak for dinner.  Bryan took one bite and it got lodged in his throat. He started choking and all I remember is thinking, I am going to raise this little girl as a single parent.  I saw my whole life flash in front of my eyes.  I went catatonic. Thankfully there was a group of women having a dinner party at the table next to us.  One of them happened to be a nurse.  Bryan did not have the Heimlich performed because he ended regurgitating the steak.  Needless to say, we had our meal comped and went home.  And 10 minutes after making it home, my water began to break.  We were not prepared.  I didn't have anything ready.  We thought we would get everything ready that weekend.  So off to the hospital we go.  Then 12 hours later on Saturday February 11 at 9:53am  we welcomed Emily Michelle Ayers in the world.  She was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen and I remember thinking to myself, why will they not give the baby to me.  I can't even describe how much love I felt the first time I looked at her and held her in my arms.  She is the best thing to ever happen to me.  And I Thank God every day for giving Bryan and I such a beautiful blessing.  

So now I as prepare for her to start kindergarten I wonder where all the time went.  And you begin to think of things you could have differently. Have I worked to much?  Did I spend enough time with her over the last few years?  Is she prepared to start this journey?  Should we go private or public education?  So many questions and so little time.  And the choices Bryan and I make could effect the rest of her life.  It is just unreal.  So for all you other moms out there, I will accept any words of wisdom you may have to offer.  

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Things happen for a reason

Just when I think I am finally deciding what I want to do with my life something happens.  Last year my position changed at work and at first I didn't understand why but now nearly 6 months later  I finally get it.  God blessed me with Bryan and then nearly 5 years ago, He blessed me with Emily.  As I look back on everything that happened last year, I now realize it was for the best.  The job was taking over my life and I was beginning to lose sight of what is really important to me.  I love being a mom and I love having my time to do my own thing but I also love not having to worry about the store.  I am no longer the one in charge when I am home.  I get to truly leave all that at work.  Anyway I just wanted to share that.  I will write more tomorrow.

Monday, December 6, 2010

The Sniffles

Ok so today was my day off after working 6 days straight.  And it is the holiday season so you can imagine what kind of week I experienced.  So on my day off, I cleaned my entire house.  And I mean the whole shebang.  Even moved around furniture in Emily's room.  So forgive me for wanting my evening to be relaxing and fun with my family.  Needless to say it wasn't,
SEE Emily and I have been having this issue where she does not listen. And tonight was no exception.  The house looked perfect so all I asked was for her to not make a mess and put her clothes in the hamper and so on.  Does she do it?  NO!!! WE argue.  Bryan gets home and he is not feeling well at all.  So he unfortunately can not help me.  So Emily and I finally come to terms with what she is doing.  I make dinner for her and everything is fine.
You are probably wondering where the sniffles fit in.  Well, see in my 28 years, someone who has the sniffles and does not blow their nose drives me crazy.  It is a major pet peeve.  Emily has severe allergy problems and therefore she has the sniffles, And we are already struggling with the knowing how to blow your nose.  So I start to get really anxious and we argue again.  I give her allergy medicine and things seem to get better.  But then I give her a shower and here comes the SNIFFLES again.  It is driving me bonkers. So I try to get her to blow her nose and trying to be the patient person that I am, we sit in her room and try to blow her nose. But then she does not listen.  So I get upset.  All I want to do is watch the SING OFF. It premiered tonight.  So I have to walk away.  To the point I go into a 30 degree garage to cool down.  She comes back out and I am ok. I make some calming tea.  And everything is fine.  Well its time for bed and she starts again.  And mind you I know it is not her fault.  But it is a pet peeve to hear and I can't take it.  I got a little impatient and told her to blow her nose and do you know what she says to me.  "I am not doing anything until you leave my room"  I just walk away and started typing this blog.  I hope all you moms out there understand.  I mean we work, we take care of our homes, We are entitled to get upset over the sniffles Right?


Hi!  Let me introduce myself. I am Elizabeth Ayers.  I am 28 years old.  I am a retail manager for dressbarn, inc.( more about that later although I will share no trade secrets)  I am married to a wonderful man(Bryan) for 6 1/2 years.  We have a little girl.  Emily Michelle was born on February 11, 2006.  Which means she will be 5 in a couple months.  Our life is simple.  We are happy.  But then you have the everyday child drama, the everyday spousal drama and the everyday work drama.  In short, I am creating this blog because I am looking for an outlet for my stress.  And I used to journal but just don't have the time or the desire to sit down and write.  So if you are interested in a young career mom's life, please follow my everyday stories. I will try to write every day or at least every other day,