Things I'm Afraid To Tell You

This topic has been floating around the blogging community lately. The first post I read I knew I wanted to throw in my two cents, too. By hiding behind my computer screen, I can paint the perfect picture of what my life looks like or what I want my life to look like. I choose what you see. But sometimes I try to let you in a little more- I try to give you glimpses into my struggles and my daily life. I know I appreciate when bloggers are real. Usually when I do write posts that aren't all that positive, I receive negative emails/comments. But I don't let them get to me too much. Because this blog? It's me. Take it or leave it.

Via

*I'm pregnant. You probably knew that if you frequent my blog. What you don't know? I look like I'm about six months pregnant. No joke. The cute little photo I posted a week ago is not what I look like right now. I showed so quickly and I'm only 11 weeks along. I can't believe how much I'm showing as I go throughout the day. It's exhausting to carry my nine month old and apparently my tee tiny little fetus and know it's only just the beginning. I'm afraid to say it, but I'm not one of those people who enjoys being pregnant. I actually think it's miserable and I hate to say that when so many of my friends are struggling right now to conceive. It makes me sound ungrateful. Don't get me wrong- I'm so excited and happy for this child, but the process of meeting him or her is not my favorite thing to do.

*This one is hard for me: We no longer have Drifter living with us. I haven't mentioned it on purpose because some people are so judgemental when it comes to pets. We gave him to a lady who lives in the area who has another husky. They get along famously. We just couldn't handle him anymore. It wasn't just one little thing. It was a culmination of several things. He couldn't be trusted inside around the baby. Outside, he was ruining the yard, making our landlords mad, and costing us hundreds of dollars trying to repair what he repeatedly destroyed. We tried everything we could think of, but when he started growling at kids- that was the last straw. We're not going to live our lives in fear that he might hurt our kids- inadvertently or not. I feel as if we are awful doggy parents for letting him go, but I feel confident in our decision as human parents and that role means way more to me. Holly is the only K-9 in our lives now and she is spoiled rotten once again. We miss Drifter occasionally when we think back to all the fun times we had with him. I imagine if we still lived in Alaska, we'd have him until the day he died, but he just couldn't handle life here in our growing family. Judge me if you must, but we did what was right for us.

*I'm a registered Republican. Some might (and have) called me a bible thumping Republican. I try not to get into politics much on my blog because it's not worth it to me. I've learned that I'm probably not going to be swayed much by what YOU have to say in that department and you probably won't change your mind based on whatever information I provide to you either. But there's something I simply can't ignore and those are blanket statements. They come from both sides and they're ignorant and ridiculous. If you make one, I'll probably take you off my mental list of 'people that can carry on intelligent conversation'. "Liberals are lazy. Republicans are greedy. Christians are stupid" et cetera- I can't stand to see this on my facebook and twitter feeds. We're probably all guilty to some degree, but it's such a backward way of thinking. Along these same lines, I don't like when people assume that because I label myself as a conservative that I must believe a certain way. Yes, I'm a right leaner, but no I don't care if gay people want to get married. Yes, I'm a Christian, but no I don't think that it's my place to judge anyone based on who they love. I just think politics should be reserved for things like, oh say, THE ECONOMY?! I don't know if you've noticed lately, but there's a lot that needs to be worked on in that department.

*My facebook job title reads "Freelance Writer", but I haven't sold anything or even written anything that I'm proud of lately. I sit down at the computer to do so and then the oven dings, the dryer buzzes  or the baby cries and I run off to do the things around the house that have to be done. Life calls. The {little} money I make on this ole blog is the only thing I contribute to our family with financially and that still bothers me on some level even though I've accepted that God wants me to stay at home with our children for now.

*On that note, I'm not currently working on my Master's either. I took another break. I couldn't do it. Well, that's a lie. I can do it, I just want to be able to focus on it and not worry that I'm not going to do well. I made it a goal of mine when I graduated college that if I went back, I would get a 4.0 with my next degree. As it stands, that is still an option for me but last semester I just barely came out of it with an A. Because Captain J is in grad school right now, I just didn't have the help I needed with the baby because he was busy with his work, too. I hope to go back when he finishes his up.

Allow me to sum it up for you-

I'm not perfect, folks. I hope we're still friends!

XOXO,
Mrs. K