Living on a Prayer

2021.. I am a little late to the party. I am also a horrible blogger. I could never make a living at it. It has been forever. I have no excuse.. just pure laziness on my part. So much as transpired since the last time I wrote anything.

My little Man Greyson

The biggest change came around Thanksgiving of 2017. the Birth of my grandchild. He is my everything. I have been there for every part of his life. My daughter gave me a great gift. She allowed me to be part of all of it. Every doctor appointment, every ultrasound. I was her Lamaze coach. I was given a gift. I remember the stress. She was nine months pregnant and was forced to work black Friday. At the time she was working at Wal-mart. They put her behind a register. It was hot and crowded. She was already overdue. I sat in that hot store the whole time with her. If she went into labor I was gonna be there. My little love bug had no plans on joining the world. They decided to induce her on the 29th. We checked in and I never left her side. I tell you it was the easiest birth I have ever seen. When she as ready to push I grabbed that leg and pushed back as hard as I could. Three pushes within seven minutes and my beautiful grandson was born. Greyson Jaxon-Barnard was there. He weighed a whopping 9 pounds. Once he was in my arms he never left. I have been so blessed to watch this bundle of love grow and he has the biggest heart of any child I have ever known. He is my love bug and I am his Gigi. It is a name I love beyond any other. He is now three and there has not been one day where I have not held him, loved him, fed him and rocked him to sleep. He keeps me moving. I have no time to get old, too much to do. He was the apple of his pa-paws heart.

Papa and his little side kick

This has been a stressful few years. The Covid hit so many people. I have never seen anything like it. We were all house bound for the year. Trying to keep a small child happy at home 365 days straight was a major undertaking. Amazon became our friend. They visited us more then family. We spent a great amount of time watching movies, cooking and just trying to not kill one another. Grey man put a lot of joy into those long long days. Watching him learn and explore his world has been fun and entertaining.

I am happy to say being inside and non active that long I feared I would blow up like a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade Balloon. I am happy to report I did not gain weight. I lost. Not near enough but hey.. I will take it. I have never eaten so well. Almost non stop. Birthdays have never been a huge deal in my family, but little man turning three was a big deal to me. We had our own party here at the house with just us. Fixed a good mean and spoiled him rotten. Hey I have the right I am GIGI!

As you know I have been married 22 years to the same man. Yes he has been my best friend, husband and lover for many many years. He was also my biggest pain in the butt as well. Regardless I loved him dearly. We had a wonderful Christmas last year. One of the best. I always love it when he is surprised with his gifts and he loves them. He loved everything he got. I was a bit mean to him tho. I broke his Kindle and I felt so bad about that. He begged me daily about replacing it and we kept telling him no he could buy it himself with his Amazon gift cards. LOL We already had him a new one wrapped and under the tree. I felt a little bad making him suffer. He was shocked and happy to get the new one, Makes me happy to know he had a great Christmas.

Best baby ever!

Well 2020 was over.. Has to be a better year right? Yeah.. This is the part that breaks my heart. My best friend left this world on the 3rd of January. It was sudden and such a shock. I found him on the bedroom floor. It has been an adjustment having to learn to do everything he did. We just not got the Death Certificates almost 4 months later. Life as I know it has changed forever. He is deeply missed by us all. My stink bug really misses him. He runs into his bedroom calling “Papa where are you?” That is hard. Every time he passes his painting he points and said “Papa”. That baby has been my lifeline through all this. My constant source of joy.

My little cowboy.

We spend most of our time walking and playing ball. He goes to church with me and he loves it. That makes this Gigi a happy girl. I know this blog has a different feel then most anything I have done, but let’s face it. I am a different person living in a different world.

About drell3

People who know me would say I am nuts! Crazy! Silly! Honest! Loyal! I would say they are right.. but I am so much more... I am a Mother, Wife, Daughter, Friend, Cook, I could fill up this whole page.. I love my life.. I love my husband, I love my child! My family.. you thought i was gonna say my work! LOL NOT!!! I am on a journey... I am coming into my own.. discovering, learning..I am transforming.. one day I will get my butterfly wings.
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1 Response to Living on a Prayer

  1. Nancy K Christy says:

    Love you, Girl…You are amazing.

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