Ordinary Moments

Nothing in my house is extraordinary . . . we are a typical ordinary American family . . . literally, we are so boring . . . I have a hard time coming up with anything to blog about most weeks.

I was thinking during this week that I have lost me somewhere in the mix of being a momma and a wife. I dont' know where I went, but I used to be really fun and funny! Most days I am so tired that I just don't have anything to say to anyone and if I do say something, it really sounds just plain stupid and silly (lack of sleep for years and years does that to a brain).

I liked the old me . . . A LOT! I used to have tons of friends and I was never home . . . I was always out and about doing something . . . fun! My friends have passed me by on the path of life and I am still just . . . here . . . ordinary . . . nothing exciting anymore.

I know how it happened, but I don't know how to change it. I really don't think I can change it . . . I can't go back to who I was before I was married . . . I like that person better . . . she was fun . . . but I also love the ordinary momma role . . . I am one and the same . . . different yet still very much the same.

Moments of ordinary in my life now consist of drinking cranberry juice through silly straws . . .