We made it back home!! Hallelujah!
My Monday morning started out by not being able to sleep… THIS always happens to me. The one more I can actually sleep in, my body tricks me and wakes up. Walked on the treadmill for a mile, ate some breakfast and then went to church.
After that I met Brooke at the airport and we flew home.
Happy to have her randomness back in full-effect!
I always love that she is a bit more cuddly/touchy after some time away from each other.
Oh I was very excited to be on a small airplane… I kid. I get motion sickness so so easily but luckily I remembered Dramamine this time. Game changer.
Airport food… a yogurt parfait that probably has more sugar than ice cream but you do what you gotta do.
SO good to be home with everyone!!!
And SO good to be eating at home again. Homemade mashed potatoes with gravy, chicken and a boring salad (we need to hit up the store).
Andrew is way more exciting than me so I thought I’d have him over on the blog today! ENJOY!!!
Hey everyone! I didn’t get a chance to thank you for all your amazing comments and questions from my last post. Thanks for letting me say hi every now and again. Today’s little excerpt is me sharing my experience on our wild ride of our life this last year and how life is with a step-daughter. Now I just want to state from the very beginning that this is my experience and I am no way, shape or form perfect at this…. Let alone trying to write it out. I like to tell people that I don’t know the English language very well and when I learned Spanish and became bilingual I’m mediocre at best in both languages haha… `Last week while I was at the hospital I blurted out a question in half Spanish and English. It sure got people laughing… In all seriousness though I am going to share my experience as a step-father and I’ll be as open as I can.
Where to start…. Parenting can be tough… I mean shoot this applies to everyone… Life can have some serious highs, but at times it feels like we can’t fall any harder on our face while it seems like the whole world is watching. Life can straight up hurt. There are many different ways to become a “Step” anything, Step—, Dad, mom, son, daughter, grandma, cousin twice removed, dog… you get the picture. Many times this happens because of divorce this is no secret of ours.
I don’t care who you are, Divorce. Is. Tough. My heart goes out to those affected by it. I have a very distinct memory about going through the whole process that relates to step-parenting. In Utah if there are any kids in the family they require you to go to a class before they finalize the divorce. I don’t remember much about what the class was even called or most of what they talked about but I remember the very beginning of the class. The person who was in charge of the class shared an experience or two and was trying to give everyone in that room a vision on how life would be after the divorce (Probably a last-ditch attempt to deter some in their divorces) He told us that we all need to know you are going to have a hard time fitting into the relationships you have now and the future ones. He went on to explain that our relationships with your kids will struggle because we will not have them all the time we did before. He also said something to the effect that when you go on to get married and there are already kids, you will see that you don’t always exactly fit in with the family systems they do have. The gist of what I took away from that class….post divorce life is the worst and you aren’t going to be happy and/or fit in. Now I know that isn’t what he was communicating and nor is it true. What is true is that to survive in a post-divorce world you have to work and I dare say a bit harder.
Okay… that was heavy. Remember this is my opinion so if you don’t agree with me…. that is okay. One more semi-heavy topic and I promise I’m done with the heavy stuff. When there is a divorce with kids, it usually comes with custody agreements and coparenting and much more. Sharing your children is hard… When you don’t have your kids for 100% of the time is hurts and how do I deal with it?? I focus on what I do have and the time that I have I make the absolute most of it and soak it all in. The kids have their parents and their step-parents. Its important that they have relationships with everyone. At times they might say they want to go to their other parent’s house, and although it might sting your pride and hurt your feelings – this isn’t what they are trying to do or communicate. They are kids and want to have relationships with everyone… its important to support that no matter what.
Alright… Phew.. Now to the lighter topics. I grew up in a family of 6 kids, 5 of those are boys. My sister is the oldest of us all and I feel like she is almost a second mom rather than my older sibling. Five brothers was crazy and there has to be something different in the Baron blood because we are crazy. There are countless stories of the trips to the ER and how we always managed to get in trouble. Why do I mention this? Well I don’t know girls and girl stuff. I remember the moment I fully realized this. I remember that Janae was going on a trip with Brooks (before we got married) to see the olympic trials and I told her that I would take Brooke and we would spend time together. I had it totally planned out and had tons of activities that were “girl” like or so I thought. I remember I called and made an appointment to a nail salon and I walked in and I had no idea what I was doing. The person who helped me didn’t speak English very well so him and I just managed to get by with limited words, hand signals and tons of laughs on both sides. We had an amazing time that night and well everything hit me the next morning. We woke up and it took me 15 minutes to find an outfit that would be cute and matched, or so I thought. Then it came to the hair. Even I know that Brooke has killer locks of hair. I had absolutely no idea what to do. I remembered seeing a Facebook video of a dad who used a vacuum to do a ponytail. I contemplated that but I didn’t want to scare her with that I was trying to suck her up in a vacuum. Fast forward to now… I have a few tricks up my sleeves and I can do Brooke’s hair in four different hairstyles… progress… its all about the progress. There are many more stories of differences between boys and girls but this post is already a novel, sorry about that. Maybe next time??
Lastly, to sum it up. I absolutely love being a dad. It is so important to me and I love my kids with all my heart. In my eyes Brooke and Knox are both mine and I want to be the best dad to them. I am never to replace or even self-impose myself into a relationship. For Brooke, I decided that as a step-dad that I will be there for her anytime she needs and wants me to be. I’m so happy that when I found Janae that my family would double in size and I know i hit the jackpot. Blending a family comes with challenges and a very steep learning curve but I could not be happier. I learn more everyday. Thanks for listening for those who read all the way through…. I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences. You don’t have to be divorced or a step anything, just love to hear what those who experience life think in their own perspectives.
Do you have a story where you got into trouble with your siblings? Do tell….
Had any positive experiences with blending a family?
What was the highlight of your weekend?
I asked this on IG recently but I want your opinion too… Do you feel like the start of the week is Monday or Sunday? Andrew says Sunday and I say Monday!