Arguing SUCKS

** I have a WHOLE separate issue here…. Getting mad at him via skype. So arguing in a relationship SUCKS, whether you are together or apart.  BUT Skype arguing is the worst.  It’s delayed, pixilated and just generally that much more aggravating.  Big Daddy and I had a minor disagreement over the current raising of our beautiful Diva.   Lately too many people have been giving me their TWO CENTS on how and what I do with her.  Yes, she is 6 however at 6 she is able to sit through a board meeting, do her homework, meet and politely greet new people regardless of their position.  On the flip side she is a total spaz that loves to dance and entertain EVERYONE in our section at a hockey game and has a HUGE ambition to get on a jumbo tron at a hockey game (BY THE WAY… she did that on Sunday!)  So forgive me for having a full time job.  Yes… people don’t get that I work outside of the home.  My normal day is up at 5:30 – shower and get myself ready(ish) then get Diva up at 6:30 and ready, lunch made and out the door BY 7.  Drop her cute self off, and then head to work.  Work is over and, depending on the day it’s either kickboxing or a board meeting, then home for dinner, homework, playtime, reading, bath and then bed.  She is in bed by 7:30/8.  Oh and this is with the exception of a Daisy troop things OR gymnastics. WHEW!

Yes, that is a normal day for us.  So… if I can pick her up and have her come to a meeting with me, learn about helping others and giving back in addition to how to properly behave then I think it’s worth it.  Besides its just that much more time she gets to spend being a big girl with mommy!  Well, Saturday morning a friend commented that I ‘shuttle’ Diva everywhere and am not keeping up with my parental duties… oh and let me point out that Diva is pretty much either at school or with me.  It irritated me…   Then yesterday BD decided he would ask WHY.  Ok, in my defense now I don’t remember the exact verbiage but I thought he was being rhetorical not literal so I flipped.  I was so mad that I felt like he was questioning my parenting.  25 minutes later we had to hang up and I was mad still.  I hate arguing with him.  Yes, he is an amazing father and I know that his love for us is infinite.  I know NOW that he wasn’t questioning me or the situation he was just inquiring.  At the time, trying to rush to the aforementioned events on Sunday I was snippy and tired and basically just annoyed.

So in short… don’t fight on Skype.  Its, sadly better than email because at least you can somewhat get context of the conversation BUT it’s just no good!  Or in the words of Diva, it’s No BUENO!

YAY, it’s Monday! OH WAIT…

I was so overwhelmed with LIFE yesterday that I didn’t hit publish, so it’s TUESDAY.  An even BIGGER YAY!

Diva and I had an excruciatingly busy weekend… wait is that even a word?  Well. It’s my blog so, yes excruciatingly is a word.  Anyhow, we went to see our first hockey game of the season… I LOVE hockey and Big Daddy loves hockey so it’s a great love.  Diva has learned she doesn’t have a choice, haha.  She loves the music and the chanting… but has yet to figure out anything about the game.  BUT her love of the aforementioned noise gives me 3 periods of hockey.  So I do not complain.  I don’t think that Diva, Big Daddy and I have ever attended a hockey game together… huh, interesting!  Anyhow, Diva crashed on my lap during the second period… pointing out that there were 3 goals scored and she never even twitched.  That’s daddy’s girl!  So, when the game went to a shootout I realized it would be WAY easier to coral/guide a half sleeping child through EMPTY halls so we left.  DOWNFALL… 4” boots and we were 8rows from the ice and my almost 7 year old was ASLEEP.  Yep, I carried her up 10 rows… no help was even offered THANKS SO CAL PEOPLE!  Get to the top, almost fell over… sat her down long enough to wake her up enough to walk.  Some man in a suit commented from the top… “Wow and you did that in THOSE, impressive”  Yes, thank you juice box (I got busted a few years ago calling a fellow driver a douche bag, so it has been changed to juice box to keep mommy out of trouble) So… home we headed and yes I ended up carrying her quite a bit.  My calves were BURNING the next morning.  But no rest for this Army wife.

Saturday was Diva’s date with daddy… then off to a HUGE milestone in our family.  My big sister fulfilled the first part of her lifelong dream and was pinned an unlicensed RN!  Yep, I have a cool big sis that I can now call for all my ailments BEFORE I waste ANY more time in the doctor’s office… I always wanted her to be an obstetrics nurse so she could deliver my babies… yes thought it would be cool.  Anyhow… I am so proud of her BUT with Diva and her snot we had to head home for a nap.  3 hours later, yes Diva was feeling that crappy…. I wrapped almost all my Christmas gifts and watched ‘Its Complicated’, cute but ehhh….  Saturday night we went to friends for pizza and a movie.  Diva LOVES hanging out with her friends and I love that I can relax for a few moments.  It doesn’t hurt that they live in our complex so we can just walk.

Sunday was THE DAY!  Skype in the morning with BD * see next post *, then off to see the Nutcracker Ballet in San Diego with friends, what an amazing show!  Diva just watched in awe and has decided that ballet will be her next extracurricular… this week.  After the calmness of the ballet it was off to see HOCKEY.  My new favorite sport.  I love hockey, I love the fights, I love the fans… the energy and excitement.  We get there just in time for the puck to drop (I misread the time and thought we were going to be 30 minutes late instead of early! YAY ME!) So we changed IN THE CAR on our drive from our cute summer (86 degree weather) sundresses to hockey appropriate Uggs and skinny jeans.  After an awesome game, we won 6-2 and a Diva on the jumbo tron we headed to grammy’s for a visit then home. 

PHEW I WAS BEAT!  Still am, to be honest.  Haha.  I love being a mommy, I love being a Princess… and I love my Diva and Soldier!