Under Pressure

Yes, I am under pressure. Yes, my name is Gracie...well it is really Grace - but most people who have known me since I was little call my Gracie. So, yes, Gracie is Under Pressure but also, I have always tried to maintain and have Grace Under Pressure. Catch that double meaning thing I got going on?  I feel the need to say "get it?" just in case my "clever radar" is WAY off and every one else is scratching their heads!

Let me start off by saying I am just your average stay at home mom. I don't have some extraordinary crafting gene, I can't come up with wildly inventive reciepes, DIY I can not, and I am afraid I fail miserably at keeping my house spotlessly clean. But I do try lots of crafts, love reciepes, daydream about doing DIY projects and attempt to make my house presentable on a daily basis! Here you will find my daily struggles of trying to raise an 8-year-old son, and twin 2-year-olds, plus survive this horrible economy on only one income and maintain that spark with my husband that we felt in those early days. I gotta admit - more often than not I feel like I fail miserably at all my goals!

Growing up I wanted to be Carrie Bradshaw (Sex and the City). I thought she had a fabulous life! Spending her days writing, shopping and living in New York. It looked like a dream come true. But as I got older I realized I was terrified of living in a big city, could never move to New York and be that far away from my family in Texas and oh, also I am a huge germ nut so there was no way I could even think about kissing that many men let alone actually sleeping with them!  I had my first kiss as a young girl and then spent the next week terrified I was going to get Mono!

While on one hand my fear of things may have kept me from doing some really exciting and life changing things, it has also kept me out of alot of trouble throughout my life! And so- here I sit in Texas, at 1 p.m. writing my first blog while my twins systematically destroy their playroom and the lunch leftovers still sit on the kitchen table and the washing machine beeps letting me know another load of laundry is done. Yeah, I think it is safe to say - my lifestyle and Carrie Bradshaw's lifestyle could not be more different. But you know what - I would choose my life over hers any day of the week and twice on Sunday!