September 13, 2003 in Rochester, WA. I married the love of my life, a man I have been in love with since I was 14 years old. Every year since May 20, 1998, we celebrate another year of us!

am the mom of 4 kids, 3 boys and 1 girl. The girl was not last, she was 3rd. Number 4 was not an "whoops", he was planned. Being a wife and mommy is all I have ever wanted to be.

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Monday, June 12, 2017

Me

Who am I as a mom, a woman, a wife? Who is Shirley? Do you ever wonder about that? Not in a "who am I?" way, but in the "who have I become?" way....
I am a selfie-taker. Not to share, although I do share about a quarter of all the selfies I take. I am a selfie-taker because I like taking photos of myself…making duck lips, smiling, playing with filters and just being me. It’s fun! I don't do it for attention. Posting a selfie would be for the attention, I suppose. On the other hand, I don't do it for admiration or "likes". I do it to share myself, my life, and what is going on with me. Plain talk: it never hurt to hear someone call you pretty, right?! I don’t care if you post a million selfies or none at all, you go on with your bad self! Do your thang!
I am an over-sharer, I talk SO MUCH! I am ok with dead-air, I don’t find the quiet to be awkward. I enjoy silence; I simply delight in gabbing. I am an open book, you can ask me anything and I will tell you. I will talk your ear off about random things, "OMG, I love this song, book, picture, thing!" "Did you know....", "What is that?", "What are you doing?", "OMG you should hear this!".  My husband has developed the funniest responses to me when I just keep going and going, including things like "I just don't have as much to say as you." and *head nods* of varying degrees to signify different reactions. It is an interesting sight to watch us communicate, I am sure. I similarly do not find anything uncouth about a person who doesn’t feel compelled to do the same. 


I am a makeup lover! I have the greatest supply of fantastic makeup! I adore wearing false eyelashes and glitter. I subscribe to IPSY and wait impatiently for it to arrive every month. The gift of makeup from my husband is considered special and sweet. I don’t care where I am going, if I desire to paint my face in layers of war paint to go there, I will do it! I have been known to get dolled up to sit on my couch and watch Lifetime movies and eat chocolate. I have a beautiful friendship with makeup. Makeup makes me feel good on days when I am feeling down, it lifts my face and my spirits. I also love to go bare-faced. I don’t think I "need" makeup, although, you will never find me on a date with my hubby without at least a little rouge on the cheeks and gloss on the lips, I mean, could you imagine?! Hahaha! I also enjoy following makeup artists on Instagram and have pinned so many makeup ideas on Pinterest I might be considered a little obsessed. Makeup, it is just part of who I am.
I have a gypsy soul. I don’t need to own, have or acquire things.  I don’t need to be rooted. More than that, I find roots to be a scary, stirring complicated feelings within. My family is my home, they are all the things I need in this world. With my family I feel centered, whole, safe and satisfied. As the children grow older we will continue to discuss with them their feelings towards our lifestyle. Being rooted is needed for some people and if they feel the need to be rooted sooner than us, we will have to evaluate our lifestyle to make sure we are meeting their needs. For now, they too have gypsy souls. They love traveling, seeing new areas, experiencing life in new places. They love seeing new members of the witness organization all over. Feeling welcomed and as though we belong, no matter where we go, because the brotherhood has shown them a form of love among people that is indescribable. 



When I am feeling overwhelmed and scattered, there is nothing more grounding than nature. Ocean waves, the smell of the mountains, the open space of the desert... nature is the cure for my weary soul.



I am a Stepford wife wannabe. I’m not a robot, so it isn't possible, darn-it. I adore making my husband’s lunch in the morning, giving him his vitamins and kissing him goodbye. I can't always manage it, but I try! My favorite things include making him food, grocery shopping, cleaning the house and taking care of him when he has a "man cold". Cause let’s be honest ladies, THAT IS A THING! They would die without us. As my husband says "it’s real, women don't get colds like we do." 

Jiminy Crickets! 

I love when my husband tells me about his day. I love getting to know people through him. I find carpentry fascinating and can explain it to you in detail. Which makes me laugh because honestly I know nothing about carpentry, but at the same time, I know all about it! Odd I know. I don’t understand the desire to have a secular job, I know some women desire to do so, and that’s cool, but it's not for me. My family is and will always be my job. My husband agrees with this idea. He has always maintained the idea "you do not need to work". I have held very successful jobs as a medical office manager, a personal assistant, and more. We both chose the lifestyle where the woman manages the home and the man makes the money to provide that home for his family. We know this lifestyle does not work for all, and we are fortunate that it works for us. 

I am a Momma Bear in every sense of the word. I will take the lead and address any child who is bullying other children. If your child is disrespectful or naughty, I will bring your child to you and make sure you know what your child is doing. If you are sitting at the park, looking at your phone and your child is treating other children in an unacceptable manner, or being destructive, and you do not notice or do anything, I WILL. I will not allow any child to be disrespectful, destructive or a bully, it doesn’t matter if they’re my child or not. If you disrespect my child, bully my child, or are just rude, I will address it with you. I will not allow my child to be treated ill by anyone, at any age. Respect is taught by the way you, as a parent, treat others, the way you expect your children to act and the way you allow your children to be treated. I am raising respectful children and I intend to keep them that way. 



If you hurt my child, if your child hurts my child. I will first pray for the mildness of temper needed to handle that situation, then I will address the problem. It is not acceptable for anyone to hurt my child for any reason!
I am a poop cleaning, vomit catching, coconut rubbing, temperature taking, snot wiping, short order cook and beyond…MOM. But I hate dishes. And 90% of the time I pawn that chore off on one of my older two boys. I feel complete contempt for laundry and feel that someone should have told me…before I had 4 kids…that I would be doing at minimum two loads of laundry a day. SERIOUSLY COULD NO ONE WARN ME?! I am picky about my kids clothing. Kids are a direct reflection of their parents, so my kids must be in clean clothes that fit and are in good condition. I do not understand people who do not understand this! I don’t believe kids need all the best, nor do they need tons of clothes. The idea of spending $30 or more on a baby’s shoes they will grow out of in a couple weeks/months is ridiculous to me! Once kids’ growth slows down, yes, spend the money on some good shoes. Nice, quality clothes will make that kid feel like a million bucks. THAT IS MY FAVORITE! To see a kid walking on clouds because they feel good about themselves, I will do whatever it takes to see that! 



I will stay up all night rubbing backs, holding Mr. Bucket, giving medicine and keeping a sick kid company. I sing my kids to sleep so much that by the time they are 2 they will tell me "no mommy sing" as they know it puts them to sleep. I am an oil using, alternative medicine loving, mom who has given vaccinations, not given vaccinations, done alternative shots schedules and now I find myself back at the no vaccinations spot. I believe deeply that you should do what you feel in your gut is best for YOUR child. I will never judge you for your choice. I respect any and all parents who are actively trying to do what’s best for their kids. I mean, at the end of the day WHO THE HECK KNOWS WHAT IS BEST? CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?!
I am loud, obnoxious, crazy and uninhibited. I find myself feeling everything more than most. I can get angry easier then some, but I get over it quickly and I have no desire to hold a grudge or dwell on negative feelings.  I love deeply, to me love is not just a feeling, it is an action. I am a bit hot-headed and stubborn. Ok, I lied, I am terribly stubborn and can be obstinate as well. I know, I sound like a blast to deal with right?! My husband blames me for his grey hair, I can't argue too much with that one. Look at that, I can be agreeable! Haha! I yell. More than I should. I have been known to tell my older boys "stop being an asshole". I am also personally up-building for my kids, I am their biggest fan and tell them daily how amazing they are. I commend their achievements and tell them I love them constantly. It is all about balance and honesty. If you are going to be an asshole to someone, prepare to be called out for it. If you are doing something amazing, if you treat someone well, I will give you kudos for it. 

Well that’s me... the nitty gritty of it! I am sure I could stretch this on for a while, describing myself and my life. But when I read this to my husband, he has already told me "you should cut that in half". So obviously I’m over my word count as it is!


So Hi for now and more for later!