Happy Valentine’s Day!Β 

We had a great little day yesterday, just Reesey & Mommy. We only saw T. for a few hours that morning before we left out for a Valentine Playgroup party. Reesey loved playing with her little friends & enjoyed all the treats, as well as the crafts. Anything that involves stickers is totally her jam. It was nice to visit with my other Mommy friends as well since we haven’t been able to do that in awhile. 

By the time we returned home, Reesey was conked out in her car seat & it was almost time for T. to leave for work. Le sigh, I feel like we never see him anymore. A few hours each morning & then if I choose to stay up past midnight, I’ll maybe get another 30 minutes before I start sawing logs on the pillow next to him. 

Anyway, Reesey & I had a great little Valentine’s night. We ate homemade chocolate chip cookies, read tons of books, watched a million episodes of Peppa & just enjoyed snuggling. I sure do love my little cuddlebug! 

(photo cred: Tess Ricketts Photography) The best photographer/friend in the whole wide everything!) 



The Best Day

Well, the best day since T’s outage has begun. 

Saturday’s are his one & only off day for the week. Blah, right. Today was so beautiful that we were NOT spending it indoors. Plus, the weather was warm. Go figure. πŸ™„

We started the day out with cinnamon rolls {and extra icing of course.} A little playtime outside with a good cup of coffee, our furbabies {as Zoey loves a good game of fetch}, and my other two loves does something to the soul, something real, real good. Followed by a spur-of-the-moment decision to go to the zoo! Reesey could hardly contain her excitement! She’s in love with animals & couldn’t wait to see the “raffs” {giraffes} & “efants” {elephants} although we don’t have elephants anymore at our local zoo. πŸ˜” A few died & the others were transferred to other zoos to be with friends. Such a sad situation. 

The weather the whole day was just perfect! A little breezy & not too warm. As we were leaving, we started to feel a few raindrops. Perfect timing – but then it never rained. We buckled up and headed home because we were all tuckered out. I had a feeling Reesey would fall asleep on the way home & then not continue her nap at home. Thank goodness I was wrong because I was exhausted as well. I jumped in bed with her, cuddled up, and we all took a long siesta. We woke up just in time to go to our favorite little restaurant for an early supper & still had time to come home and do our {smallish} bonfire and roast marshmallows. Reesey had the time of her life! We bought her some glow sticks, a glow wand, and glow punch balloons so she could see & play in the dark. She was in legit HEAVEN! The fire was just enough & she was D-O-N-E. She was ready for a nice warm bath and a movie. We had pumped her up for a few days now about Trolls so we were glad the night allowed. Such a cute movie! 

Today was a definite success since the outage has begun. Best day ever! 



And So It Begins.

The dreaded outage. Where Tommy works 6 12’s. Where we barely see him. The one that every wife/significant other *HATES* with a screaming passion but secretly loves the paycheck. Where I become a single parent for what feels like forever because we get jerked around by being told the end date is this day. Then, oh no, we changed our minds. It’s gonna be this day. Nope, the sh** hit the fan. But we promise it’s this date. Blah, blah, blah! We’ll see what fun this one has to bring. My MIL & I both get to complain to each other because T & his dad both work at the same plant.

I know I’m complaining & sounding like a spoiled little brat but this only comes around every 2 years. {Yep, you got that right. Last time this happened, Reesey was a newborn. Talk about pull my hair out, wanna die, cry, all of the above, etc.} I did cry though. Every.Single.Night he left us. Probably the PPD talking but IT WAS AWFUL! PURE HELL! 

This go round, I’m hoping for a much smoother time. Reesey is older now & so easy to care for. Well, as sassy as they come but hey, I can deal with that. She gets it honest. πŸ˜‚

Night #1 – complete! {without any meltdowns} HOLLA! #parentingwin

Off to sleep now because you know my princess requires her mama to come snuggle her at some point during the night. ☺️



As I Sit Here Alone…

Ahhh, peace and quiet. That is quite rare in this household these days. Mostly, I never get to experience it because I’m sleeping myself. But tonight, tonight is different. All I can hear is the occasional hum of the ceiling fan here in the living room & my sweet girl’s noise machine in the distance. 

The hubs is so exhausted from work {which is only about to get worse 😣 with the upcoming chaotic schedule of the outage} – that I finally told him at around 9pm to go to bed. I would bathe & put Reesey to sleep myself tonight. {SIDE NOTE: We took a crazy late nap today & woke up around 6:30pm so I wasn’t quite sure when bedtime would come for her.} We had a fun girls night though! Took our baths, got into our jammies, read book after book after book, played “check-up” {doctor, with her Doc McStuffins doctor kit} ate popcorn, and she even helped me tidy up her room a little. #winning 

Even though we napped late, the eye-rubbing & gathering of her beloved “Tig” and “Pumpky” started around 10:30, which is the norm for her now. I’m a stay at home mom so we don’t typically do schedules around here. When you’re sleepy, we go to sleep. There’s no reason for me to force her to sleep at 9pm only to wake at 6am. That would only make for one grumpy kid & one grumpier mama. At some point during the night/early morning hours she usually calls out for me to which I get her & we go jump in the guest bed for the remainder of the night. This lets us both sleep in til about 9/930ish. I’m encouraging bad habits, you say? Well, this may be my only baby {because I’m not doing all those crazy fertility treatments again, etc.} and they’re only this little once. There will come a time when she doesn’t want me to snuggle with her anymore but right now is not that time & for now, I will soak it all up. 

I rarely get this late-at-night mama time alone in the darkness with my {other} cuddle bug, Cookie, who has appeared to conk out on me already. 

Yes, my living room is a disaster with toys strewn all over the place and I’m sitting here blogging away with not a care in the world. But, I can & will clean tomorrow. Right now is for me. For me to gather my thoughts & jot them down, make my to-do list for tomorrow, catch up on reading, think of DIY projects I would love to do to the house but never have the time, etc.

I grabbed my favorite salad, made a cup of hot tea, and settled down on the couch under my most-comfy blanket. I really hope I don’t fall asleep here myself or the hubs will probably wake up in a panic when he doesn’t feel me beside him. Or he could just sleep the night away & not realize I was even missing. {hehe, probably the latter.}

Sitting here by myself kinda reminds me of the times he worked all those long nights {when he was an LEO} and it was just me. I couldn’t sleep {a lot of the time} scared to death I was going to get a knock at the door telling me the worst had happened. Thank you, dear Jesus, for putting him in another work environment. It eases all of our minds & helps us to rest a little easier at night. 

Now I’ve rambled on long enough that my sleepy eyes are starting to close so I guess that means bedtime for me, too. I’m sure my princess will be waking in an hour or two for me to go get her. 



Just call me the Procrastinating Procrastinator…

Wow, I can’t believe I haven’t blogged since Halloween. 😳 So much has happened lately – well I mean, life has happened. Duh?! I don’t really have time to myself anymore because I officially have a TWO YEAR OLD! How did THAT happen again? It feels like yesterday we were bringing her home & I was literally scared sh*tless.

Oh my little Sassy Frassy. She has to be in all the things, all the time. {Examples: slathering Vicks all over her face, in her hair, the carpet, you get my drift. Taking the toothpaste & squeezing it all on the floor of her closet & her little music table in her room.} Wahh, wahhh, wahhh! And it’s at the “MOST convenient” times, too. Like when I’m trying my hardest to hurry & get us dressed and out the door for an appointment, play date, StoryTime, etc.

Oh yeah, getting dressed. Hmmm, THAT’S  a nightmare these days. πŸ˜‘ I kind of want to just scream. I guess that’s where my anxiety takes over. Tommy keeps telling me to just chill and remember she’s a 2 year old and all she wants to do is her thing right now. {Pssssttt, she has you fooled, Hubby. She’s smart as a whip & she’s testing you.} She doesn’t want to stop for a diaper change or to get dressed or anything else I want her to do. It has to be on HER time. Oh dear Lord, it’s starting already, huh?! Just made 2, going on 15. Yikes!

So let’s see… we had her birthday, Thanksgiving, and if I don’t finish my post, Christmas will pass us on by, too.

Happy 2nd Birthday, Reesey Girl! 🎈

We had a tee tiny get-together with JUST family this year for her birthday. Just cake & ice cream. I said NO PRESENTS because, well, have you seen our living room. It looks like it could be an aisle in Toys R Us!  But you know presents had to happen. Of course, we got her a few “Big Girl” things. Mimi & Papa did too, as well as her Honey & Poppie and other close family. I just didn’t want anybody to feel obligated. My child is blessed beyond belief  & gets the main satisfaction out of opening packages whether they are true presents or Mama’s “treats” that come in the mail. Her expressions & words are priceless! As terrible as the two’s have been & can be, I literally want to bottle her up and stay in this stage forever. She’s much fun, so loving, and I become a big sappy pile of mush when she says “I love you, Mama” and wraps those arms ever-so-tightly around my neck. I think I cry every time  – bc I know a day will come when she slams doors in my face, etc.

And then there was Thanksgiving – πŸ‚πŸƒπŸ

We are so grateful and blessed that we got to spend the day with BOTH of our families. We traveled a bunch, but at least we were with those we loved the most. We started the day at my cousin’s new house in Ponchatoula for lunch & ended the day with my in-laws for supper. We had enough food to feed an army & were surrounded with tons of love & fun.

And now Christmas is right around the corner – πŸŽ„πŸŽ

We’ve already taken part in a few Christmas events around the area {ZCL’s Grinchmas Party} & plan to do a few more before the big day comes. Tomorrow, our little town has their Christmas parade that we plan to go to. It’s going to be so chilly {thank goodness} but Reesey Girl had such a great time last year that we definitely can’t miss. Next week is Donuts with Santa {put on by Red Stick Mom’s Blog}. I didn’t realize I talked about it a lot, but every time I mention Santa, Reesey asks for donuts. She will finally get her wish in a few days! This year has truly been one of the best with my little sidekick. Her eyes light up at the Christmas decorations in the neighborhood & she gets so excited. I truly can’t wait to see her face on Christmas morning. She is such a joy!




Happiest of Halloweens from my little Lightning Bug!Β 

This Halloween was AMAZING! Although Halloween really isn’t my jam, I did love finding a cutesy costume to dress my itty bitty in & taking her around trick-or-treating {or really just walking around}. This year, her favorite thing was looking at all the pets out in the neighborhoods. I swear this child is going to be a veterinarian when she grows up. She honestly had very little, if any, interest in the candy part. Totally ok with me though. I’d rather NOT have her climbing the walls at 10pm when this mama is ready for bed.

This was our second year going to my brother-in-law & sister-in-law’s house to walk around their neighborhood. Several of our friends get together there, too, and since all of our kiddos are within a few years of each other & it’s so much fun just being together. I couldn’t ask for anything better.

This is quite a short post {compared to my others} but it’s late, my child had a meltdown at bedtime and wouldn’t take “no” for an answer when she wanted me to sleep with her. So, here I am – with her in the guest bed {which we were supposed to take out & make this a playroom}. Guess those plans have somehow changed. πŸ˜’

Early morning tomorrow so I better hit the sack.

That’s all I’ve got for today.



this is my life now and I couldn’t possibly love it more β€οΈ

Hay Maze Festival 2016 at LSU Ag Ctr Botanical Gardens {cue ‘the stink eye’ Reesey Girl}
Reesey Girl says, “You don’t put Lucky Charms in the dishwasher, too? Who are you?!” 😝

We have been so crazy busy lately! New friends, old friends, mucho family time, play dates, fun trips to the pumpkin patch, just generally enjoying life & making those sweet sweet memories. And the best part, we can play outside in this oh-so-gorgeous fall-like weather & not feel the trickle of sweat down our back… or butt-crack. πŸ™ˆ Praise the Lawd!

I must mention that I absolutely love this season that my Reesey Girl is in now, too. Well, not the waking at all hours of the night but my poor girl’s 2 yr molars are coming in like a hurricane and she’s MISERABLE. So, we do what we have to do to survive right now & if that means extra snuggles & sleeping in bed with mama and daddy, I’m in! I’ve had so many mama friends remind me lately that this won’t last forever. And that couldn’t be more true.

Of course, I hate that she’s growing up & becoming so independent now, but I also LOVE it at the same time. She’s so funny to listen to & watch; I can’t help but giggle. She picks up on EVERYTHING! She’s got ‘the stink eye’ down to a T & doesn’t care who sees her giving it either. A little too much of her mama in her I suppose. And her newest phrases: “Aww shoot!” (hey, better than the alternative, right?!) “Oh, wow!”, “Yeah, sure.” and “I love you, too, Mama.” Nothing makes my heart burst more! ❀️

As the holidays are quickly approaching & all the hustle and bustle begins, I’ve been on my A game with this planning business – deciding on a Halloween costume {which will be super fun this year because she can walk}, planning to attend all these fun fall/winter festivities, making her birthday and Christmas lists & realizing just how broke we’ll be after all is said & done. I absolutely can’t wait to watch her open presents this year because every time we get a package in the mail, she squeals with delight while she’s helping me open it and exclaims “A treat, a treat!” Sister knows what “treats” are. Mama’s got her trained!

Well, that’s all I’ve got for today. Nap time is underway for my little priss & I’m about to join The ShutEye Party, too.



Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice – That’s what Fri-YAY’s are made of πŸ‚πŸŒΎπŸ

Thursday was my first visit with my endocrinologist. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting someone nice. As awful as that sounds, I just have a bitter taste in my mouth now and that’s truly ashame because I {personally} know of wonderful specialists out there. These previous two guys just didn’t set this whole experience off to a good start. 

Well, I was proven WRONG! She was absolutely wonderful! I think I was probably in the exam room for an hour or possibly even longer. She’s super thorough & upon leaving {and making my following appointment}, I expressed to the receptionist how awesome Dr. H was. She smiled & assured me that I would get that same treatment every time.  She also said something that I think is quite amazing & speaks volumes on Dr. H’s behalf. She said that 6 months from now if I call in about our conversation today, she {the receptionist} can go back there and talk with her and she {Dr. H} will remember just who I am and just about our whole conversation. Thank God for FINALLY reaching a good doctor! Well, let me rephrase, one that I like. I have prayed and prayed & they were, indeed, answered. 

So, at the very end of our visit, Dr. H asks if I could be back at the clinic the next morning @ 7AM for labs/further testing. My first thought: absolutely, whatever you need. My second thought: Holy moly! That means I need to be on the road for 6:15am {because I can’t stand being late even though I always am πŸ™„ & sometimes I drive like Miss Daisy}. My third thought: What time does that put me waking up?! Geezums! Today’s one of those days where I wouldn’t terribly mind if Reesey woke up at 4:30am. But YES, I can be back at 7 because I want to get a straight answer to all of this. Oh Maegan, and by the way — nothing to eat or drink after midnight. Sure, I can deal. Oh but wait, that means no coffee in the morning. Agh, how will I survive? Even more, what if people talk to me before spoken to? {I have a mean bite before a certain hour without my “mama juice”.} Le sigh. 

7:08am – screeched all up in the p-lot on two wheels 

By 7:15, all checked in & sitting in the waiting room chok-a-blok FULL.

 Waited for almost an hour to be called back, but to be honest, it felt like a vacay of sorts after the week that Reesey Girl & I have had. I sat there with my eyes closed. For ONCE, my mind wasn’t racing a billion times around the track. I could actually just relax & enjoy the sounds of silence. Well ya know, we mamas can tune stuff out here & there and that’s exactly what I did. I just had to remember to listen for “Beaudet” {or “Beau-day” as we’re more commonly referred to}. 

The shenanigans took place. I left & drove very briskly to the nearest Starbucks… and got to experience my first {venti} Pumpkin Spice Latte of the season. Hello, cooler weather, oh how we’ve missed you so. It feels cooler to me at times – is it really though? I think I felt a slight breeze yesterday though. πŸƒ Today seems to be proving the same way! Did I mention that I canNOT wait for fall. No, like actual fall – like chilly, legging-wearing, all-about-the-boots weather. {but let’s be real here, it doesn’t really turn cold til like January. πŸ˜’} #lovehaterelationshipwiththeseasonsπŸ™‹πŸ»

Got on the road home & met the mean BR traffic. Finally got through with some shortcuts & stopped by my old office to visit with Kris, Janel, & Angie. {CHILD-FREE} Ahh, it makes me miss working so super bad, especially when you got to work for the #1 boss of all time. I think the need for adult conversation is something fierce these days. But I know I would miss the heck out of my sassafrass & if I had to put her in daycare, I would worry she wasn’t being taken care of the way I care for her. #adultingishard 

Couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day with my little family once I got home though. We were all together – and that’s my perfect. We may have had a few meltdowns, but that seems to be the norm with Sassafrass these days. She thinks she rules the roost & she doesn’t do too well when I remind her that I’m the mama hen to her. πŸ“πŸ£ She only gets to be Mama Hen to her babies.  No whip-pops were handed out either {or none that I can recall.} #score 

That’s all I’ve got for today.



Second opinion βœ…

I probably should’ve included this with my post last night, but I was too tired to write anymore and my “thinker” quits working at a certain time every night. That time being when Reesey Girl goes ni-night. My brain can finally take a break from all the chaos and insanity of the day… and ahh, just breathe.

And so did I mention I wasn’t too impressed with my first doctor? Well, I wasn’t. At all. Waited for 45 minutes in this tee tiny room all for him to come in, ask for my history (which I had just spewed out like word vomit on the ever-too-familiar new patient paperwork.) πŸ™„ I really wanted to ask “So, what exactly do you do before you walk into a new patient’s room, sir?” (Seriously) I felt super rushed, like he had better things on agenda.  (Side note: I went to this first appt by myself bc I was quite sure it was only a consult. Maybe going to schedule a scan or something, but that would be at a later date. So no need for Tommy to miss a day of work just for this. This little miss can hold her own. πŸ’πŸ»)

Just as I thought – I was scheduled for an MRI within the week & follow-up visit 2.5 weeks later. 2.5 weeks?! Really?! That seemed awfully long, but Tommy assured me if anything were terribly terribly wrong, that they would surely call us. Thank you, God, for my amazing husband who knows just the right words to say & when to say them and how to calm my crazy when I really just want to go all beast-mode on someone. Because we ALL know that just doesn’t need to happen. 

Fast forward to this past week: Tuesday, the 23rd— 

After some research, my sweet, beloved Nanie {who I don’t know if I can ever live without} & I found yet another neurosurgeon (at The NeuroMedical Center) who specialized in tumors of the pituitary gland. He was also listed as one of the world’s top neurosurgeons. Hey, I FINALLY found my guy! If I’m having brain surgery, this dude is my number one. I was also told this by a few other friends who knew of him. All things checked out – I’m going to see this guy & see what he has to say. 

Turns out Dr. #1 has already discussed my case with Dr. # 2 so he’s pretty familiar with it. As he walks into the room, he asks who my endocrinologist is right off the bat. When I say I don’t have one, but ask for a recommendation – his response: uh, an endocrinologist. At this point, stick a fork in me, I’m done.  I have no time for rudeness. This is my health we’re talking about. I have a baby who needs me to give her 110% of all that I have. I have a husband, who {I feel} thinks I’m broken. What if he thinks he has a broken wife? Because I’m too tired to care for our daughter all the time. My migraines are so deep, on occasion, that I have to cover my face/head with a blanket while our Reesey Girl plays right next to me on the couch – within arms reach so I can still touch/hear her even though I can’t see her. I have too much life left to live. 

So, since these guys are so knowledgeable & ya know, well, brain surgeons… Do they automatically get the “I’m better than you” card? Nope, not from me. Not in this lifetime & certainly not in the next. 

Geez Louise! It’s almost 1 AM. Since when have I started staying up so late. Bedtime for this mamacita. I guess I’ll be drinking 7 cups of coffee before service in the morning to put me into drive. 



Tumor, you say?


Yep, you read that right. TUMOR. Brain tumor, to be exact. ANOTHER brain tumor to be even more exact.

That was what my MRI results showed & what the neurosurgeon confirmed. Although, he was pretty matter-of-fact. No sugar-coating going on in that room. Yep, you have a tumor. It’s on your pituitary gland. You have 2 options here: 1) just let it hang out. Keep experiencing all these dreadful symptoms (but ya know, if they’re not bothering you too bad…πŸ™„) and conduct yearly MRI’s to “watch” it progress & eventually have surgery when it starts making you go blind. Or 2) have surgery to remove it. Umm, scuse me? But what about just removing it from the get-go? There’s no sense in waiting til I go blind, then I could care less.

The actual procedure is called aΒ craniotomy, a procedure in which they go through my nose to break a bone in my skull to expose my tumor, pull it out through my nose, and there ya go. Doesn’t sound too horrible, but after all, it IS brain surgery. Positive note: I get a 2 for 1. Since they’re going through my sinus cavity to get to this thing, they will surely clear those boogers (literally & figuratively) out & I won’t need that surgery – like ever. Downside: I’ll probably look like a clown for a while AND they encourage you NOT to sneeze. Ahem, really?! I totally get that & realize why but how in the Holy Land am I going to be able to stop myself from sneezing?? Because I sure as hell am NOT going to pinch my nose like I normally do.

Ok so, that was that. Back to the doctor’s remarks–

I’m gonna schedule you for a follow-up in a month so it can really sit & sink in (more like fester) – and then you tell me what you want to do. This is pretty much how it was handed to me. Or how I felt that he presented it to me anyway.

Umm, no thanks. I don’t even want this thing. Can I return it? Maybe even do an exchange for store credit? Something… Nope. It was all mine. Geez, how lucky am I?! Two brain tumors in 1 lifetime. BINGO – I must have hit the jackpot, right?! Just without the moo-lah.

First, let me not leave you wondering (or is it wandering – I stay confused about those two) about the “brain tumor numero uno”. Β Not to worry, I’ll be brief.

I had just turned 6. Like 6 years old. Like my Reesey Girl in 4 years. I can’t imagine the devastation my parents went through. It was categorized as an astrocytoma of the cerebellum (big fancy, eh). The cerebellum is located at the back of your head. The headaches, I can still remember to this very moment, as being excruciating, so bad I would black out & not be able to see at times. It didn’t discriminate when/where these black outs would take place. Sometimes I would be walking to get a sip of water in the middle of the night & BAM – black out! Fall to the ground & have to call for my mama & daddy to come get me. All at 6 years old. I was still a baby in my now-adult eyes. The headaches were so terrible that some nights I would just sleep sitting up because of the pressure. The pressure the tumor was putting on my brain was awful, completely awful. Sitting up seemed to be the only thing to give me relief. Oh wait, I said I would be brief huh? Β So — fast forward, I had 20% of this monster removed at OLOL & the remainder taken out at St. Jude. I also had a shunt placed there to alleviate any fluid buildup from my brain. Shunt – still intact & chuggin along just fine.

So, for those interested — this is where we stand as of now. I promise promise promise, I’m not intentionally leaving anyone in the dark after appointments. 1) I spend literally most of my day there on the day of. 2) I’m exhausted when I get home to the point of just falling over & crying. Bc once I pick up Reesey Girl, she has had her nap & is in 5th gear. Not the case with Mama. (One of unexplained side effects, blah) 3) Oh, do you know I have a crazy active toddler who demands Mama’s attention with her 8,764 babies ALL DAY ERR-DAY?! Ask Tommy’s mom (our beloved Mimi), she can vouch. πŸ˜‚ 4) Please, please, please – do not hesitate to call or text either of us, anytime. (Also know, we are totally fine.) Anybody who knows me, knows that I’m an open book. I will tell all. So please, don’t be afraid of getting in touch for fear that I’m upset, etc.

This is all part of God’s plan for me. He knows the outcome of this already. He’s the ultimate Healer & I’m placing my full trust in Him.

Ok – I’ve rambled on enough for tonight. It’s late & I can hear Tommy sawing logs in the next room. Guess it’s time for me to go join him, or I’ll need 6 cups of coffee to do the trick tomorrow morning.