One of the hardest things in the world is being and adult child to a parent that has been diagnosed with an illness. I have so much support from my family and friends that it is unbelievable.

With what started as a casual conversation between myself and my mom turned into her telling me that she had stage 2 breast cancer. With the help of everyone in our family we supported her to no end. She kept explaining to my sister and I that everything was going to be ok because it was curable. She made it clear that it was no big deal because she believed that everything was in our Lords hands and that with his help and the support of our family she would come out stronger. Well I am like my mother in those ways. I believed that God has been with her every step of the way. I was sadden by the news but not in a drama oh my god she has cancer way. I was strong and shrugged it off like it was no big deal and it was something we had to deal with. My family was upset and crying. Understandable. My sister had stated because I showed no emotion that I was not taking the seriously and that I was cold hearted. Trust me, when my mom says it is going to be ok and not make a big deal about it, I did just that. Besides she just bought a new house and wanted to start moving in

The day came that my mother had to go in to have the lump removed. I took with me my homework. I had an essay due in my english class. I figured since I was going to be spending the day at the hospital, better make the best of it and do homework. I took over the empty security desk and began my writing. My family was there and they were a bit worried and scared for my mom. My mom knew she could count on me for not being all sappy. Plus I was able to visit her while she was in pre-op. The best thing about my moms strength is that she did not want to hear about how sad everyone was out there, she wanted to make damn sure I was doing my homework. All of a sudden the power in the hospital went completely out. A transformer outside fell from an accident. My mom was ready to go back home. But she did not. I went back out to the waiting area to again start working on my homework. After 20 minutes the power returned. After 5 minutes the alarms started going off like there was a fire. Being the smarty pants that I am, when they came into the room to see who pulled the switch I pointed to my sister and said it was her. She was not to happy at my joke and to make matters worse for her a huge security guard, who knew I was joking, came out of nowhere and asked my sister to fallow him. She turned white as a ghost and I never laughed so hard. She than realized he was joking. Hey everyone there thought it was funny, except her. Before my mom was wheeled into her surgery I told her that so she could have a good laugh.

One of the hardest things in the world is being and adult child to a parent that has been diagnosed with an illness. I have so much support from my family and friends that it is unbelievable.

With what started as a casual conversation between myself and my mom turned into her telling me that she had stage 2 breast cancer. With the help of everyone in our family we supported her to no end. She kept explaining to my sister and I that everything was going to be ok because it was curable. She made it clear that it was no big deal because she believed that everything was in our Lords hands and that with his help and the support of our family she would come out stronger. Well I am like my mother in those ways. I believed that God has been with her every step of the way. I was sadden by the news but not in a drama oh my god she has cancer way. I was strong and shrugged it off like it was no big deal and it was something we had to deal with. My family was upset and crying. Understandable. My sister had stated because I showed no emotion that I was not taking the seriously and that I was cold hearted. Trust me, when my mom says it is going to be ok and not make a big deal about it, I did just that. Besides she just bought a new house and wanted to start moving in

The day came that my mother had to go in to have the lump removed. I took with me my homework. I had an essay due in my english class. I figured since I was going to be spending the day at the hospital, better make the best of it and do homework. I took over the empty security desk and began my writing. My family was there and they were a bit worried and scared for my mom. My mom knew she could count on me for not being all sappy. Plus I was able to visit her while she was in pre-op. The best thing about my moms strength is that she did not want to hear about how sad everyone was out there, she wanted to make damn sure I was doing my homework. All of a sudden the power in the hospital went completely out. A transformer outside fell from an accident. My mom was ready to go back home. But she did not. I went back out to the waiting area to again start working on my homework. After 20 minutes the power returned. After 5 minutes the alarms started going off like there was a fire. Being the smarty pants that I am, when they came into the room to see who pulled the switch I pointed to my sister and said it was her. She was not to happy at my joke and to make matters worse for her a huge security guard, who knew I was joking, came out of nowhere and asked my sister to fallow him. She turned white as a ghost and I never laughed so hard. She than realized he was joking. Hey everyone there thought it was funny, except her. Before my mom was wheeled into her surgery I told her that so she could have a good laugh.

It is funny how the days run into each other.  Up at dawn, breakfast, play, go here, go there.....Lunch, play more and then dinner and bed....but yet it is never dull.....it is always different.  I think that is why I love being a mom the most and why I became a teacher before I was a mom.  Different days every day...I like change and surprises.  Keep them coming to me.

I am glad you decided to go through with your idea...it is a nice place to connect with others and I look forward to being able to spend time as the site grows.  I have enjoyed so many discussions about good books, good food and the troubles of parenting....So thanks to you BuziLizzi and to all the new friends I have made here.  Looking forward to more fun chats and advise.

trying to decide if i want to stay at home and babysit.. or if I should go back to work... I like cooking so much that it has put a slight damper on our small as it was budget. not to mention our waistline from all the bread i have been making... bread machines are great. plus i use a recipe site called http://allrecipes.com it has almost everything...

in other news my aged not so nicely (doesn't bite just sleeps and smells funny) dog decided to tear into a ten pound sack of flour i had just bought. it was wrapped in two walmart bags and had not been opened as of yet. it looked like christmas morning snow in our kitchen.. I swear I think there was even flour on the ceiling...  I should have taken pictures but i am trying to keep this hidden from my honey who already is complaining about the dog's smell and lazyness... I will just tell him I dropped the bag and it exploded... maybe i should run through the house yelling "ANTHRAX!" and wake them both up.... think he will buy it? LOL..

I know those of you here on MomzSpace don't know me or our situation at this time, so I will catch you up just a little. My husband is an electrician. He has worked out of state here and there for 2-4 weeks at a time over the last 3 years on shut down jobs making GOOD money. When he makes this good money, we are fine financially. It's when he's out of work that we really struggle. He was out of work from November 2008 until about 2 months ago. We REALLY struggled during his time out of work. He joined the Electrician's Union in Chattanooga, TN and finally got called to work. He's working about 40 minutes from home too, which is great because at least he's home with us during the week and not out of state in some hotel. He's making ok money right now, a LOT better than nothing anyway. But... within the last week alone, we've gotten FOUR overdraft fees from the bank, totaling $140. I was fine when I woke up this morning, but then my kids were screaming and fighting and driving me INSANE. I was stressed out to say the least. Then, the mail came... with the third and fourth overdraft fee. I almost instantly started crying. I don't know what to do. We've been catching up on all our bills that were neglected when he wasn't working. Trying really hard to, anyway. There are still a few things we haven't caught up completely, but we can only do so much at a time. Today, I'm overly stressed, and depressed. I even told my mom (who said she was taking me out for my birthday to lunch and to buy me some clothes) that I don't want her to spend money on me, that my kids start school August 6th, and I'd like them to have a couple new outfits for school. My dad gave me $100 for my birthday, and I have to spend that on bills. I know bills NEED to be paid, but it still hurts to know I NEED clothes and can't even buy any with my birthday money. I started crying earlier, and cried and cried while my two year old daughter asked what was wrong. That broke my heart, I should never have cried in front of her like that. Ok, enough whining from me, I'm sorry my blog is all about my problems. I just needed to vent a little.

I use Word Press to blog. Since it's hard enough for me to keep up with blogging there, I will just give the link to it so you can visit.

I blog about many things going on in my life, and sometimes blog about my work at home businesses. It's all there and waiting for you to read it and comment if you'd like. 

http://tntwmom.wordpress.com/

hello how are u all doin?   as for me, im doin fine....jus joined momzspace.com today...n gettn to know the website i guess....jus want to say hi to everyone.....i'm a mother of 5....pretty busy.....my home town is little diomede island....3 miles from russia...i'm a stay at home mom too....yea well jus sayin hello to every one i guess....

 

hi i found this site by accident.. and i like it a lot.... I have worked all of my life and am now trying the stay at home thing for a little while.. i have two great kids.. my son who is 9 and my step daughter who is 8.  I was married for 7 years and finally got divorced after waiting 4 years for my ex to sign the papers... i now live with someone and we are planning to get married in a few months. I was a totally independent working mom who needed nothing and loved my life.. then my friend introduced me to my honey in fact she MADE me go out with him.. and the rest is history... I now find that i love to cook and am trying to learn everything i can. I like to use a lot of organic items and try to cook as healthy as possible... but i find I love making cakes... which is good because it has helped me connect with my daughter.. she was abused by her last step mom and I have come a long way with her in gaining her trust and helping her catch up to the world in which she was sadly behind in... she is a bright and energetic child who i treasure greatly...  we plan on me legally adopting her as soon as we are married. I moved here a few years ago and am finding it difficult to get to know other couples since i worked nonstop for most of my life.. i am now trying to get my and my daughter out of the house an into life. my son is gone for the whole summer and i am tired of looking at these four walls.  well enough blabbing...  going to bed dishes are done...

Hey there all...

 I have an idea for a group to join. It is controversal and not many people would like it. But it is here to help those who survived it or are in it and need the support from others who are or have been in the situation.  A group for Domestic Violence Support.

I only ask for opinions on this for the fact that there are others out there who are afraid to ask for help or support. Who may be single with children trying to live that "normal" life so the children know it is not something that is lived in their lives everyday.