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Half of the time it's in her own bed, but the other half of the time she is right next to me. As if this is not bad enough to deal with, my eldest daughter whom is nearly 10 years old and managed to creep her way into my room as well. She is now sleeping in her sisters bed and pushing her even more into my bed. I know what your thinking, why did I let her get used to sleeping there?? Well the answer is...Emma was molested by her cousin and has been going through a lot of psychological issues. She doesn't feel safe unless she is with her father and I and I have a hard time figuring out what is right and wrong in this particular situation. Do I make her go back to her own room or do I let her stay with us so she feels safe and secure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This of course doesn't just effect her, but it also effects my husband and I's relationship...or lack there of. We are missing that intimacy factor because once a week in the bathroom or my living room isn't enough for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have tried to figure out how to handle this situation but I am at a loss...Please, any suggestions will be appreciated....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3924795395610320115-4791459425104222500?l=danielle-makingthemostoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had to get it out, to let the frustration out of my body or else explode. I picked up a shoe and threw it through the glass door all the while screaming out in anger. He turned, looked at me, and said, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Segoe Print&amp;quot;"&gt;“You’re a stupid bitch, I hope you know that!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Segoe Print&amp;quot;"&gt;I just stood there, exhausted, crying, and defeated, not knowing what to do next or how to make myself move. I turned and looked at my daughter, beautiful and innocent of hate, and realized that I had to find the strength to keep going; it wasn’t all about me anymore, had it ever really been about me? I had to move, to keep moving. I picked up the phone and called my only outlet in life at the time, my mother, and I asked her, how did I get here mama? How has my life come down to this? But I knew the answer to this; I knew what caused me to head down this path of destruction. But is it something I will ever be able to overcome?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Segoe Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Segoe Print&amp;quot;"&gt;I just started this and it's something I have been working on in my head for a while. Please, let me know what you think, good or bad?? I cant wait to hear your comments!! 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Ive been to the doctors, had blood work done and yes it seems I'm in perfect health, minus my huge spare tire and giant butt, LOL!! But thats another story right. I need to loose weight for me, but other then that, im good, thanks to the zoloft. I'm glad I finally gave in and realized I needed it because it has made a huge difference.But thats another story..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Emma's last day of school was on Tuesday and they had there final assembly. Each year they pick a theme for the kids, last year was country and western and this year it was peace, love and happiness. Its really cute cause at the final assembly we get to dress them up for the years theme. So Emma was a pure flower child. I took some flowery fabric and cut slits in the bottom of her pants to make big bell bottoms sewed the fabric in the bottoms and then cut out heart holes and put fabric behind them. It was really cute. And Im gonna brag a lot, she won awards for good manners in the cafeteria and excellents in creative writing!! Im so proud her. Once we figured out that she had ADHD her grades improved so much. She was actually back to her old self again, such a sweet smart little girl. I love her to death.&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we finally had a sunny day and I spent the day outside with my girls and my dog and read a book and relaxed for a couple hours and it was fabulous. That is until I got a wicked sunburn because I dont know enough to stay out of the sun. I plaster my girls with sunblock, but forget about myself. Not good!!&lt;br /&gt;SO by Wednesday I was sore as heck and exhausted. Matt had a doctors appointment which didnt go well because he not as lucky as I am. His blood pressure is sky high and his sugar is out of wack, not good. After his appointment Mary Kate had her's, she had been pulling at her ears so I thought she had an ear infection, but it just ended up being virul, but...they found a heart murmur.SO we have another appointment in August to have a pediactric cardiologist ultrasound her heart. Please lets all pray that its nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;Then to Thursday which should have been an all around easy day, until my neighbor asked me to watch her extremely hyper child. I of course said yes, because Im not good with the "no" word. So that was a long draining day!!Needless to say Mary and Emma both have black eyes. One from a crayon and one from a finger, go figure right? And today we are off to the bank and I have to get a couple groceries. I think I am finally caught up now. And to think I wanted to try to find something to do to work from home. When in the world would I even have time to fit that in.  I must be insane. But I do hope to get to go strawberry picking this weekend so I can get my jam made. I usually pick 32 quarts which makes like 20 pint jars, which last us almost a year. That will be next weeks project thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend Everyone!! And I hope you all enjoy my ramblings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3924795395610320115-7883365362670085408?l=danielle-makingthemostoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It seems to be the way to go for us. We always seem to have the best times when we dont plan to do anything imparticular. Matt had to work on Saturday of course, for his second job. He works so hard to support us all so I dont have to work and can be home with my baby and concentrate on school. What a wonderful husband I have. Anyways, we had a bbq at his mothers with all of his family, there is a ton of them, and it went really well. There have been times that I have been more then ready to come home after a wonderful night with his family, but this time was different. Everyone was in a good mood and his mother, God love her, was actually really nice. She can at times be a little difficult to deal with, LOL! But needless to say it was a lot of good old fashioned family fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaBvZ4rmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jckafYypGeo/s1600/Phone+Pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478164982694194786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaBvZ4rmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jckafYypGeo/s320/Phone+Pics+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we woke up without a plan and decided to go check out some lawn sales, instead we ended up at Walmart(not much different then a lawn sale,LOL)and got the girls a slip and slide and a sprinkler thing and new making bathing suits, so cute. We set them up when we got home and they played until they were blue and freezing. I never knew how much joy $14 worth of water toys could bring my kids, but I'll remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaBDiFhQI/AAAAAAAAABI/KR_N3dEDVZg/s1600/Phone+Pics+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478164970917430530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaBDiFhQI/AAAAAAAAABI/KR_N3dEDVZg/s320/Phone+Pics+183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course Monday we had the parade in town. The first one Mary Kay has really seen, she loved the marching band and the fact that everyone would clap when they went by, she was clapping the whole time. Its wonderful to see the excitement in your childrens eyes to watch such a simple thing. Its unbelievable the things we take for granted as adults. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaAjJiXMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/by_h9qqUy8A/s1600/Phone+Pics+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478164962224528578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaAjJiXMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/by_h9qqUy8A/s320/Phone+Pics+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the parade we got the girls changed into there suits and tons and tons of sun screen, and away they went. Two hours later, mommy was burnt to a crisp, all except for a couple patches on each arm where the kids sun screen rubbed off on me. Its really attractive, you should see, LOL!!Later that night we had a bbq and I made fruit pizza and it was fabulous!! It was just an all around wonderful RELAXING weekend!! We havent had one of them in so long. Its helps me to remember to stop and appreciate all the small things in life that I over look quite often. Like how beautiful and talanted my Emma Grace is and how intreging Mary Kay is because she is discovering everything for the first time. Again another reason to stop and thank God for all of our blessings. We may not have had a huge elaborate vacation weekend, but we made the most of what we had. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaA44NePI/AAAAAAAAABA/SRKG7fMKR0M/s1600/Phone+Pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478164968057436402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OkrwiU3h9s4/TAZaA44NePI/AAAAAAAAABA/SRKG7fMKR0M/s320/Phone+Pics+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3924795395610320115-5889943400407516740?l=danielle-makingthemostoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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