Too Much To Do

I feel like every day is gone before I know it. I have tons going on in every aspect of my life. I have a training I recruited for and am overseeing at work, planning a mock trial for these students, planning a swearing-in ceremony once they are done, planning a 1st annual fund-raiser for work (I work at a non-profit and we need money) do you know how hard it is to sell $100 raffle tickets?? the grand prize is $10,000 though, trying to set-up meeting with the Superior Court Justice to start handling Minor Consuming cases - this is just the work things I am juggling. Non work, our (mine and my husbands) families are trying to purchase a business to make ours. We made an offer today of 2 million and the current owner is thinking about it. This is huge and could change lots of things in our life. I hope it goes through, eventually we could sit fat and pretty.
That and I am still a mom and wife, those are very time consuming and the things I like best. Gwendolyn is walking more and more everyday. She seems to get fusterated easy and I chalk it up to not being able to communicate what she wants. She will be sitting on the floor playing with a toy and just break-down crying-yelling, more fit like than anything. I wish I had given more thought to sign language. What seems to help the most and I don't like doing it, is to pick her up take her into her room and put her in the crib. She immediatley stops crying. It is like the world is overwhelming her and she wants to do nothing but play with her pacifier. She only gets her pacifier in her crib or if we are in the car.

She is an active little thing. We went to playgroup this morning and she was EVERYWHERE on EVERYTHING!! She would scale the kids highchair and try to climb in it. She was climbing on and over all the other kids, mainly to kiss them, she is a lover. I have taken to sitting on the floor, eases the argument of no you cannot climb on the couch - see mom is here on the floor too. This means she will sit in my lap while I am sitting cross-legged. Apparently this is a bad habit, she tried to sit on the other kids just because they were sitting on the floor. Didn't realize I was ruining my kids by sitting with her. She sure keeps me hopping. Something new and enteraining everyday. She is with Daddy watching a hockey tournament right now, action packed day. One of the other moms at playgroup, whose son is 5 days younger that Gwendolyn, is due in 5 weeks. I could not imagine being 8 months pregnant right now. Yes, I want to get pregnant and have another baby, but not in 5 weeks. She will be so tired!! May is my ideal month to get pregnant again. I liked a Spring baby, but I don't want to share March with the next baby. Plus, I have TONS of girls clothes that follow that time of year. It just makes sense. July would also work for me. Like I have a ton of say in that matter. Oh well. I will be back tomorrow with more of my internal dilema of leaving my baby for a few days to go snowmachining.

I'm Found

I am so excited, I have been "found". I had two comments on my last post, yeah!! I "know" Carol, as well as you can know someone through cyberspace, but Michele was a surprise. I did venture over to Micheles' blog to check her out. One of her recent post was 10 things you didn't know about her that would surprise you (title was along those lines, but that was the moral of the post). I don't know that I would come up with 10 fascinating thing, but I will try.
1) I have shot and killed a Black Bear
2) In my stupid youth, I "borrowed" a car
3) Cosmic karma coming back around, I had my work vehicle stolen while 150 miles from civilization.
4) I brought marijuana to Church camp as a stupid teenager
5) I went back and have since been a Youth Counselor (are you catching a theme, righting my youthful wrongs)
I'll come back with 5 more some other day, I am out of fascinating inspiration.
This is so fun. Speaking of the blog world, I was reading a new magazine, I think it was called NEWS. It pulls all the top articles from various other magazines and compiles them in their magazine. Imagine my surprise when one of the articles was about Dooce. It mentioned how she had lost her job because of things she has written in her blog. It gave the definition of being "dooced", this is now a word. Such a crazy world. I think her blog was the first I had read, a fellow March Munchkin mom had posted a link to it. Too fun.

Sorry so big

Sorry the family picture below is so big, still learning.
I was just visiting chaoticharmony and saw a fun "exercise" that she had completed from another blog. Instructions follow:
Nearest Book
Courtesy of Talking Toad.
1. Grab the nearest book
2. Open the book to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog, along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it. Just grab what is closest!
" The Juvenile Courts Response to Victims of Juvenile Offenders"
Regardless of participents' experiences as victims if violent versus property crimes, there was considerable consensus as to victims' needs from the juvenile court and justice system. Blah blah blah, the rest of the sentences are that boring, essencially, contact the victim and make sure their needs are met.

I am feeling blogger bold today. I joined in on the fun on chaoticharmony and posted a recipe for Bitchin Kitchin a cook book being compiled of bloggee recipies. Should be fun.

This is us

Gwendolyns' 1st Birthday

Her 1st Birthday was a week ago and it seems she has grown up so much in the last week. She is now walking more than a step and she is "talking". Prior to a week ago, she babbled mama and dada and ook (Duke the dog), now she looks like she is really trying to formulate words and speak to you. These are actual conversations. It is too bloomin cute. I gave her the FIRST haircut on sunday, that too makes her seem so much more grown up. Just a trim of the bangs makes her look toddler like and less baby. This has all happened too fast for my tastes. Where is my baby going?? We went to Mary Kay party at Angies last night, really about the girls and the munchies and wine, make-up is a sidebar. That was the first time the Gwendolyn was the least bit clingy and that is no fun. I loved having an independent baby who was the life of the toddlers. Not last night, if I was more than 2 feet away, panic and cry. I hope this was just a result of the year shots on monday. She had a slight temperature and was emotionally tender all day with daddy. That and she woke up crying at 10pm and wanted nothing to do with me, nursing, being held, daddy. She just wanted to sit there and cry. It was rather pathetic, broke my heart.
I am very proud of my limited blogger talents. I managed to create links to other bogs that I have lurked at. Plus, if all goes as planned, I will have put a picture into a blog. Well, I ought to so some work - considering I am at work and my boss decided to come in today.

Oh how life changes

A little about me:
I am 29 years old (Marita) and am married to a wonderful man (Matt) and have a (barely) 1 year old daughter (Gwendolyn). We live in Alaska and I have lived here essencially all my life, more on that in a future Blog. I work in the Non-profit field at a Youth Court. This is a diversion from the formal Juvenile Justice system. We have youth judges and attorneys that handle cases of their peers. I have worked here for over 5 years. I have both my parents and one brother, who is married to a wonderful woman. My parents live here and my brother just moved back after receiving his PhD in Geology. I hope that they are able to have a baby soon, they would be wonderful parents. My husband is an only child and his parents also live here. That means we have a spoiled child. We are also the parents to a furbaby, Duke the mighty Yorkie, also spoiled. We would like to get pregnant again soon, but will take that as it happens. I would like 4 kids and my husband is willing to go along at this point. We were married June 9, 2001 and had been together 3 years prior to that. We got together at the very end of my College days, a month shy of graduation. I was ready to settle down and grow up and we fit together perfect.

I was driving home yesterday and started reflecting on how my life has changed in the last 8 years. I used to be this "wild" party girl, not unlike the two girls driving in front of me, not a real care in the World. They were driving, sharing a cigarette and laughing. I saw myself at 22, driving along with either Gretchen or Jenn, headed to the Red Fox for beer after class. No major responsibilities, make it to class, write paper, go to work. I yearned for the right turn that would take me to those carefree days of hanging out at the Red Fox. Yet, I would not give up anything that I have now. I am now a married woman, own our home in hills, drive a suburban, work a very meaningful (degree necesary) job, and most important I am a mom. I could never go back and often feel pity for those who are still searching for what will satisfy them. I am thankful to be out of the dating scene and in the comfort of a very loving marriage. I love the role of being a mom. I like how "important" people recognize me in the community and will engage me in significant conversation. Does that make me a snob? Not sure that I care if it does. I feel like I have worked hard to get where I am and am very proud.

Enough rambling for one day. I need to figure out how to link people on the right side of my screen. Back for more later.

First post

Hello all Blogger out there in Blog World. I am expanding my cyber comfort level to include blogging. I have intended to accomplish this all day, but just now tried. This being said, I have to pick-up Chinese and go home. I will come back and explore the possibilities more.