Comments on: WINNER-Confessions MOM http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/ Fitness fuel for the fearless female Fri, 10 Feb 2012 18:51:32 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Betty r http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/comment-page-4/#comment-6081 Betty r Sun, 23 Aug 2009 15:04:32 +0000 http://girlgetstrong.com/?p=4799#comment-6081 I am going to nominate myself on this one ..I don't think i have told ''my life mishaps'' online before..But after reading yours and others,here i go. I think my whold life has been a bit zanny,or unlucky you may say.I was raised mostly by a single parent mom,whom i love and look up too,because my dad liked to drink more than be dad or hubby.Was not that he didn't love us but he had an addition that he loved more i guess you could say.I am oldest in a family of 4 and with mom working all the time by age 10 i could cook,clean,watch kids,drive our station wagon,and anything else i wanted to do,or so i thought. At 16 i was married to a wonderful guy that i thought i'd be with all my life.A few days after our one year anniversary i found out i was expecting a baby!We were both thrilled and scared.A few month's later,at age 21,he was killed in an auto accident and i returned home at 17 and 4 months pregnant.I was so devastated but the one thing i held on too was my baby whom i had not yet met ,faith and my sence of humor.I had to be strong for him.Darrell was born that august and i was at the highest point in my life. 1 1/2 year's later i remarried to a man that was so sweet to me and my baby.Thinking now id still have a happy family ,6 mos later i was pregnant again and by the time rita was born he was turning into a monster.One that i was terrified of.He was very abuseful to me and at times my son.Laws were different then,not like now,and we were stuck.I worked,took care of the kids,and got beat on sevearal days a week for 11 years. All this time people who i was around said i was the life of the party and i always made them smile.I kept as much of this mess inside of me as possible.I could cover bruises with makeup and walk out smiling and laughing.I had to,only way to make it through.The people turning to me for advice never knew what i was dealing with at home and i didn't say.That was ambarrassing to me and scary.One day i woke up to the screaming and hollaring and i had had enough.I told him i was not the weakling he had married and if he was there when we got home at 4,that i would kill him,This time he knew it was done.I went to work with my usual smiles and when i got home,he was gone...not too return... Through the years lot's of things bad and good have happened..both are accepted with a smile and still laughter.I have too say the older i get the harder it gets but...People still come to me for advice and help.I have been there and done a lot of it and i am still here and can laugh at it.That is encouraging.I help raise my grandchildren now,due to some problems my daughter had.At this time i write with a 14 month old in my lap,a 7 year watching tv,and a 4 year old that just broke my glass fish so i must end this...lol... Life can be hard and it can be good..But in the end if you can find faith and humor,it will carry you through..Through with happy memories instead of holding on to the bad.That is what it is all about.What we do and how we do it while here and what we leave behind... thanks for allowing me to share and thanks to all of you for sharing yours.. alwaysatryin at gmail.com I am going to nominate myself on this one ..I don’t think i have told ”my life mishaps” online before..But after reading yours and others,here i go.
I think my whold life has been a bit zanny,or unlucky you may say.I was raised mostly by a single parent mom,whom i love and look up too,because my dad liked to drink more than be dad or hubby.Was not that he didn’t love us but he had an addition that he loved more i guess you could say.I am oldest in a family of 4 and with mom working all the time by age 10 i could cook,clean,watch kids,drive our station wagon,and anything else i wanted to do,or so i thought.
At 16 i was married to a wonderful guy that i thought i’d be with all my life.A few days after our one year anniversary i found out i was expecting a baby!We were both thrilled and scared.A few month’s later,at age 21,he was killed in an auto accident and i returned home at 17 and 4 months pregnant.I was so devastated but the one thing i held on too was my baby whom i had not yet met ,faith and my sence of humor.I had to be strong for him.Darrell was born that august and i was at the highest point in my life.
1 1/2 year’s later i remarried to a man that was so sweet to me and my baby.Thinking now id still have a happy family ,6 mos later i was pregnant again and by the time rita was born he was turning into a monster.One that i was terrified of.He was very abuseful to me and at times my son.Laws were different then,not like now,and we were stuck.I worked,took care of the kids,and got beat on sevearal days a week for 11 years. All this time people who i was around said i was the life of the party and i always made them smile.I kept as much of this mess inside of me as possible.I could cover bruises with makeup and walk out smiling and laughing.I had to,only way to make it through.The people turning to me for advice never knew what i was dealing with at home and i didn’t say.That was ambarrassing to me and scary.One day i woke up to the screaming and hollaring and i had had enough.I told him i was not the weakling he had married and if he was there when we got home at 4,that i would kill him,This time he knew it was done.I went to work with my usual smiles and when i got home,he was gone…not too return…
Through the years lot’s of things bad and good have happened..both are accepted with a smile and still laughter.I have too say the older i get the harder it gets but…People still come to me for advice and help.I have been there and done a lot of it and i am still here and can laugh at it.That is encouraging.I help raise my grandchildren now,due to some problems my daughter had.At this time i write with a 14 month old in my lap,a 7 year watching tv,and a 4 year old that just broke my glass fish so i must end this…lol…
Life can be hard and it can be good..But in the end if you can find faith and humor,it will carry you through..Through with happy memories instead of holding on to the bad.That is what it is all about.What we do and how we do it while here and what we leave behind…
thanks for allowing me to share and thanks to all of you for sharing yours..
alwaysatryin at gmail.com

]]> By: celeste phillips http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/comment-page-4/#comment-6080 celeste phillips Sun, 23 Aug 2009 15:01:05 +0000 http://girlgetstrong.com/?p=4799#comment-6080 i am 22 and am finishing 4 years with the USMC.i have a 17 month old son aiden.i would like to believe i am as strong as any man i come across or most of them anyway.i had to do all the RUNS AND PT JUST LIKE THE GUYS.BUT MOST GUTS DONT HAVE TO also keep up with the demands of a baby while working the wife does it.plus they dont have to keep a house spotless,on top of all of this i have a husband to keep happy.plus cooking for all.plus a babys dirty clothes can be a big job no matter who yo are.i get out of my job on aug.28,2009,this first week in august was the funniest for my son and mother anyway.my parents ,aiden and myself were are at disneyworld.the one ride on space rockets is so high you need to take a elevator just to get there.the first time we rode this dad and i took 1 rocket and aiden and mom took the other.the ride starts and i knew i didnt want any higher than i was so i didnt let my dad pull the wheel back,mind you i still had staples in from 3 different surgeries so this was kind of hard.meanwhile we look up and mom and aiden are flying as high as you can.i couldnt believe it my 17 month old son pulling back as far as he could laughing his head off.me, his mother scared half to death.we rode the ride a 2nd time later myself.mom and aiden.i had aiden and was going to take him with me but as we neared the rockets to get on he held his hands out saying wants go high,he wanted grandma as he knew she would go high.and high they did go i never touched my wheel so i was at bottom level and they were as high as they could get and that little man of mine was laughing at me and pointing at me.But my heart was aglow as that was my son and i was so proud! i am 22 and am finishing 4 years with the USMC.i have a 17 month old son aiden.i would like to believe i am as strong as any man i come across or most of them anyway.i had to do all the RUNS AND PT JUST LIKE THE GUYS.BUT MOST GUTS DONT HAVE TO also keep up with the demands of a baby while working the wife does it.plus they dont have to keep a house spotless,on top of all of this i have a husband to keep happy.plus cooking for all.plus a babys dirty clothes can be a big job no matter who yo are.i get out of my job on aug.28,2009,this first week in august was the funniest for my son and mother anyway.my parents ,aiden and myself were are at disneyworld.the one ride on space rockets is so high you need to take a elevator just to get there.the first time we rode this dad and i took 1 rocket and aiden and mom took the other.the ride starts and i knew i didnt want any higher than i was so i didnt let my dad pull the wheel back,mind you i still had staples in from 3 different surgeries so this was kind of hard.meanwhile we look up and mom and aiden are flying as high as you can.i couldnt believe it my 17 month old son pulling back as far as he could laughing his head off.me, his mother scared half to death.we rode the ride a 2nd time later myself.mom and aiden.i had aiden and was going to take him with me but as we neared the rockets to get on he held his hands out saying wants go high,he wanted grandma as he knew she would go high.and high they did go i never touched my wheel so i was at bottom level and they were as high as they could get and that little man of mine was laughing at me and pointing at me.But my heart was aglow as that was my son and i was so proud!

]]> By: Shannon Gilmartin http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/comment-page-4/#comment-6056 Shannon Gilmartin Sat, 22 Aug 2009 17:39:31 +0000 http://girlgetstrong.com/?p=4799#comment-6056 I am nominating myself because this story, which everyone seems to find hillarious, must mean I am strong, I made it through, and lived to tell the tale! (although I admit there may have been some wine or Bailey's occasionally involved in the weeks of survival!) My story takes place over a few weeks in February 2008, but it is a story of trying to move a family of 5 from Rutland, VT to Hamburg, NY. This was an awful mother/wife/human being experience for me. Hubby's job was relocating to Ohio, so we left his company to move from VT back to Western NY where both of our families are. He had to be here for work (6 hours away from VT to NY) a couple of weeks before the kids school break, which is when both closings were, so I was at home with 3 kids for the last two weeks, trying to get everyone to and from school, activities, feed them, pack, etc etc.. Tom had 2 cars break down on him on the weekends he tried to come back to help, and I got a stomach bug the last week for 2 full days. Then we had an ice storm two days before the move, so we couldn't get the moving van into our long country driveway (I tried and ended up nearly sliding down the hill into the yard - fortunately a tree stopped me LOL then had to spend half a day getting the truck unstuck from the side of my driveway - side note - ALWAYS take the insurance on a moving van! It was worth it!) and had to move things from the house into pick up trucks/SUVs and drive them to the truck in the "road" and unload, reload. UGH!!!! I got to the new house with a few things in my SUV with kids and some family to help (Tom was still packing the truck with friends when I left). Everyone was tired, cranky and confused. We ordered dinner from around the corner. The pizza guys took an hour to deliver from two blocks away, and on top of it, screwed up our delivery and we didn't any plain cheese pizza for the kids who were all a mess anyhow from moving and stress, as we tried to unload what we had shoved into my truck and my parents' car. My daughter Mara lost her first tooth soon after we arrived and was dripping blood over the nice new white carpet (note cleaning supplies were in moving van somewhere between VT and NY), my other daughter Caitlyn threw up an hour later (also on the carpet) and my 3 year old son, Finn was miserable and confused as to why we weren't at "our house" anymore. Tom got back at 3 am, he ended up having to get a trailer to attach to the 36 foot moving van because there wasn't enough room for our stuff. The next morning, my dad, nephew and niece showed up to help us unload the moving van, my mom took the kids to my parents' house to play, and we got to work. Emptied the trailer, and Tom took the truck for a drive around the block (we have a horseshoe shaped street) to drop the trailer off on the street so that we could get into the main truck and doesn't the stupid truck BREAK DOWN about 1/4 of a mile away from our house, down at the opposite end of our street. DEAD not moving truck in the middle of the street. Now we had to grab my SUV, my nephew's and a friendly new neighbor's and unload the truck and drive the stuff to our house again because it was going to be "a while" before they got to help us from UHAUL. We ended up going to buy a hitch, hooking the trailer to my truck and moving some of the bigger stuff that way. At one point my dad was driving our snow blower down the street and riding a bike down the street in February in Buffalo. I am sure some year we will look back at this and laugh, but not yet. Feel free to laugh though, everyone else who I tell that story to says it seems like a tv sitcom episode. I do have to admit, the sight of my dad, 70 something trying to ride a bicycle in the snow was somewhat amusing...He ended up deciding to walk it... That is why I am nominating myself for this prize. I am nominating myself because this story, which everyone seems to find hillarious, must mean I am strong, I made it through, and lived to tell the tale! (although I admit there may have been some wine or Bailey’s occasionally involved in the weeks of survival!)

My story takes place over a few weeks in February 2008, but it is a story of trying to move a family of 5 from Rutland, VT to Hamburg, NY. This was an awful mother/wife/human being experience for me. Hubby’s job was relocating to Ohio, so we left his company to move from VT back to Western NY where both of our families are. He had to be here for work (6 hours away from VT to NY) a couple of weeks before the kids school break, which is when both closings were, so I was at home with 3 kids for the last two weeks, trying to get everyone to and from school, activities, feed them, pack, etc etc.. Tom had 2 cars break down on him on the weekends he tried to come back to help, and I got a stomach bug the last week for 2 full days. Then we had an ice storm two days before the move, so we couldn’t get the moving van into our long country driveway (I tried and ended up nearly sliding down the hill into the yard – fortunately a tree stopped me LOL then had to spend half a day getting the truck unstuck from the side of my driveway – side note – ALWAYS take the insurance on a moving van! It was worth it!) and had to move things from the house into pick up trucks/SUVs and drive them to the truck in the “road” and unload, reload. UGH!!!!
I got to the new house with a few things in my SUV with kids and some family to help (Tom was still packing the truck with friends when I left). Everyone was tired, cranky and confused. We ordered dinner from around the corner. The pizza guys took an hour to deliver from two blocks away, and on top of it, screwed up our delivery and we didn’t any plain cheese pizza for the kids who were all a mess anyhow from moving and stress, as we tried to unload what we had shoved into my truck and my parents’ car. My daughter Mara lost her first tooth soon after we arrived and was dripping blood over the nice new white carpet (note cleaning supplies were in moving van somewhere between VT and NY), my other daughter Caitlyn threw up an hour later (also on the carpet) and my 3 year old son, Finn was miserable and confused as to why we weren’t at “our house” anymore. Tom got back at 3 am, he ended up having to get a trailer to attach to the 36 foot moving van because there wasn’t enough room for our stuff. The next morning, my dad, nephew and niece showed up to help us unload the moving van, my mom took the kids to my parents’ house to play, and we got to work. Emptied the trailer, and Tom took the truck for a drive around the block (we have a horseshoe shaped street) to drop the trailer off on the street so that we could get into the main truck and doesn’t the stupid truck BREAK DOWN about 1/4 of a mile away from our house, down at the opposite end of our street. DEAD not moving truck in the middle of the street. Now we had to grab my SUV, my nephew’s and a friendly new neighbor’s and unload the truck and drive the stuff to our house again because it was going to be “a while” before they got to help us from UHAUL. We ended up going to buy a hitch, hooking the trailer to my truck and moving some of the bigger stuff that way. At one point my dad was driving our snow blower down the street and riding a bike down the street in February in Buffalo. I am sure some year we will look back at this and laugh, but not yet. Feel free to laugh though, everyone else who I tell that story to says it seems like a tv sitcom episode. I do have to admit, the sight of my dad, 70 something trying to ride a bicycle in the snow was somewhat amusing…He ended up deciding to walk it…

That is why I am nominating myself for this prize.

]]> By: Marlene V. http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/comment-page-4/#comment-6051 Marlene V. Sat, 22 Aug 2009 15:47:22 +0000 http://girlgetstrong.com/?p=4799#comment-6051 I would like to nominate myself. I have made many great decisions in my life showing my strength --- one of them being is going through University while I was raising my three children. When I first started attending University I only had one child but by the end of my 4 year teaching degree (which took me 6 1/2 years) I was raising 3 children (I am proof that birth control isn't 100% effective!!). With my last child I was writing a final exam and could barely fit in the desk unless I sat sideways. During the exam I was writing down how far apart my contractions were --- my classmate/friend was mortified!!! She wanted to drive me home after the exam but I told her not to worry that I wasn't having the baby today that I was going to take a day off and then the next day I would have him. This is exactly how it happened!!! However, I was mortified when I was standing in my front hallway and my water broke (it didn't happen that way with my other 2 children) --- it was then that I realized that I went to school up until almost the last minute and that in fact my water could have broke at the University:( Also during my attending University a challenge was my second child who was extremely colicky and my husband at the time had a demanding job that sometimes kept him at work from early morning until late at night. Going through this also made me strong and independent --- I now know I can accomplish anything I put my mind to. In fact she spent a many nights up with me studying for exams!!! Being an educated women is important and I hope that I can instill this into my children and students. There isn't a day I felt more proud of my accomplishments --- the day I graduated with my degree and my mom and husband were watching. Being a strong mom has also shown in my decision to work only part time throughout my teaching career. Yes it would be nice to have more money but there are more important things in life such as spending quality time with your children -- this is why I made this decision in my life. In fact recently I even made a more difficult decision to resign from my job, which I loved, to be home even more often. Even though I worked part time my kids still felt I worked too much. Being a teacher you bring home work and so I made the choice to be a substitute teacher so that I am not bringing the work home. I also made this decision to do this because my youngest child was having health issues that I needed to deal with. This worked out really well because I also helped my mother who was going through chemo. She lives with us and I helped take care of her while she was going through her treatment. I am proud to say my son is healthy, my mom is on the road to recovery and I am enjoying spending more time with my family. Thanks for the opportunity to win such a great prize :) I would like to nominate myself. I have made many great decisions in my life showing my strength — one of them being is going through University while I was raising my three children. When I first started attending University I only had one child but by the end of my 4 year teaching degree (which took me 6 1/2 years) I was raising 3 children (I am proof that birth control isn’t 100% effective!!). With my last child I was writing a final exam and could barely fit in the desk unless I sat sideways. During the exam I was writing down how far apart my contractions were — my classmate/friend was mortified!!! She wanted to drive me home after the exam but I told her not to worry that I wasn’t having the baby today that I was going to take a day off and then the next day I would have him. This is exactly how it happened!!! However, I was mortified when I was standing in my front hallway and my water broke (it didn’t happen that way with my other 2 children) — it was then that I realized that I went to school up until almost the last minute and that in fact my water could have broke at the University:( Also during my attending University a challenge was my second child who was extremely colicky and my husband at the time had a demanding job that sometimes kept him at work from early morning until late at night. Going through this also made me strong and independent — I now know I can accomplish anything I put my mind to. In fact she spent a many nights up with me studying for exams!!! Being an educated women is important and I hope that I can instill this into my children and students. There isn’t a day I felt more proud of my accomplishments — the day I graduated with my degree and my mom and husband were watching. Being a strong mom has also shown in my decision to work only part time throughout my teaching career. Yes it would be nice to have more money but there are more important things in life such as spending quality time with your children — this is why I made this decision in my life. In fact recently I even made a more difficult decision to resign from my job, which I loved, to be home even more often. Even though I worked part time my kids still felt I worked too much. Being a teacher you bring home work and so I made the choice to be a substitute teacher so that I am not bringing the work home. I also made this decision to do this because my youngest child was having health issues that I needed to deal with. This worked out really well because I also helped my mother who was going through chemo. She lives with us and I helped take care of her while she was going through her treatment. I am proud to say my son is healthy, my mom is on the road to recovery and I am enjoying spending more time with my family. Thanks for the opportunity to win such a great prize :)

]]> By: Beth - PlusSizeMommy http://girlgetstrong.com/2009/07/27/strong-mom-award-winner-to-receive-400-prize-pack/comment-page-4/#comment-6028 Beth - PlusSizeMommy Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:14:33 +0000 http://girlgetstrong.com/?p=4799#comment-6028 I am being conceited and nominating myself! the reason is, I am a mom who blogs, I have 4 children, maintain my home, I have been through a lot in life and I think I am pretty darn strong! My humorous story ? Each and everyday is humorous to me. It has to be or I will be insane! I use humor to survive having 4 children, lol The funniest thing recently (funny now not then) was my daughter (age 3) was ahem picking her nose digging for gold the other day and I told her that was gross and to stop, her reply was, "Mommy them's (referring to her contents of her nose) not gross them's good ) UGG ICK!!!! I know gross humor but thats what is sticking in my head as latest funny story. I am being conceited and nominating myself!
the reason is, I am a mom who blogs, I have 4 children, maintain my home, I have been through a lot in life and I think I am pretty darn strong!

My humorous story ?

Each and everyday is humorous to me. It has to be or I will be insane!
I use humor to survive having 4 children, lol
The funniest thing recently (funny now not then) was my daughter (age 3) was ahem picking her nose digging for gold the other day and I told her that was gross and to stop, her reply was, “Mommy them’s (referring to her contents of her nose) not gross them’s good ) UGG ICK!!!! I know gross humor but thats what is sticking in my head as latest funny story.

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