Mega Millions

My husband and I are very blessed. We have two reliable cars that are paid for, two happy, healthy children, and we own our own home. We have never really been a "keep up with the Jones'" kind of family; but their are times when certain things look appealing and would be nice to have.

Mike and I are famous for having our, "if we won the mega millions" dream. Oooo... the things we would buy and do. Mike and I are car people so, of course, Mike would love a new truck (fully loaded). I would love a new SUV, probably a new Denali (fully loaded) and, of course, we would need a fancy sports car to drive on the weekends!
Our house is fine, a little small and could use a few updates, but fine. But if we won the lotto, look out! I envision a huge farm style house with a wrap around porch, 6 bedrooms, beautifully landscaped, and with all the luxuries of a fancy house.

It is nice to daydream and have a fun romance with a giant shopping spree to escape from the day-to-day craziness of life. But the fact remains, I am happy with my life! I am married to my soul mate. We have been together for 20 years now. I love my kids; they are happy, healthy, and smart. I am blessed to be able to stay home with them and love and guide them. Help out in their classes and see all of their "firsts". We do struggle financially but, to my husband and I, it is worth it.

We could have a bigger house and fancier cars if I went to work.



But when I am dead and gone, I can't take any of that with me. The best things in my life aren't things at all. It is my family and all of the memories that we make and share.

Luxuries

I woke up this morning, and it began the same as any other morning. The baby was crying in his room and Abbey was in my face complaining that she was “starving”. I made Chase a bottle and began to make my daughter Eggos, the breakfast of champions! LOL.  I then went back into the bedroom and changed Chase’s diaper; now he was good to go. I heard the toaster “pop” and ran into the kitchen to put the fixings on my daughter’s gourmet meal…. then I heard it the dreaded sound of splashing water. NO! I looked down the hall and my fear had been confirmed. The baby way playing in the toilet! Abbey had left the door open after she had used it. I ran down the hall, pleading and praying that the toilet had been flushed; and that I wouldn’t find my precious baby boy happily playing in pee water or worse. As I reached the bathroom, I found my son splashing in the toilet, having a blast! Thank the lord my daughter had flushed! As I tore him away from the potty, telling him “no-no” and “yucky” he decided to throw the fit of a lifetime. How dare I not let him play in disgusting germ infested water! Meanest mom EVER! After sanitizing him from head-to-toe and getting him dressed for the day, it was time for him to eat breakfast.

I headed back into the kitchen and whipped up another amazing gourmet meal for my son. I paused for a second, to breathe, and realized that I may actually have a moment to make a cup of coffee and “wake up” a little. I started the water and waited patiently for the teapot to notify me of its completion. Upon its notification I poured my, much needed, cup of coffee and actually thought that I might be able to sit down for a moment. As soon as my butt hit the couch, my son began to yell. He, of course, was done with his meal. With an eye roll, I got back up and took care of the needs of my youngest. I washed his hands and face and then cleaned up his disastrous mess. Suddenly I got the urge….

In the midst of all the morning mayham, I hadn’t used the restroom yet. For those of you out there who have had children, you can sympathize with me in the fact that you can only “hold it” for so long before it becomes an emergency. LOL I made my way down to the restroom. My son realized where I was headed and decided to race me to my destination. I ran down the hall and shut the door. I dropped my jammies to my knees and sat down quickly to relieve myself. I was quickly reminded that I had forgotten to clean up my sons “water mess” from his earlier escapade. Oh well… it was too late now. Chase was already at the door crying and yelling “ma-ma” and Abbey had already opened the door twice to ask some EXTREMELY important question that definitely could not have waited until my two minute use of the bathroom was complete…. Just another day in paradise!

Out of all of the luxuries in this world I never thought that I would long for the day when I could use the bathroom in peace and quiet. Something I definitely took for granted before I had children…..