And Then It All Went To…You Know.

I love making plans.  Like really, planning can probably be classified as one of my passions.  Planning the bigger stuff such as birthday parties, trips to the zoo, holiday activities, family outings – totally my thing.  Planning the smaller stuff such as grocery shopping, trips to the bank, dinners, what the kids are going to wear – also totally my thing.  If a list can be made, it will be.  If an alarm can be set, it will be.  If something can be done ahead of time to help an event go smoother, it will be.  The truth is that attempting to get my ducks in a row consumes most of my day and I usually enjoy it.

And in comes God.

This is how it goes, either:

  1. I make this glorious plan, I work my derriere off to complete the plan, it works, and I feel awesome! And completely exhausted.  Or…
  2. I make a glorious plan, I work my derriere off to complete the plan, it fails, and I feel excessively frustrated. And completely exhausted.  Or…
  3. I make a glorious plan, I work my derriere off to complete the plan, it fails, GOD takes over and does something beyond my ability to comprehend that is SO much better than I ever could have pulled off, and I feel incredibly blessed and humbled. And completely exhausted.

Of course the majority of the time #3 is what happens, and while I can get frustrated in the moment, I ALWAYS find myself thanking Him profusely in the end.  God is so much better at this than me.

Here is one of my favorite examples…

The summer of 2012 I was working in the fitness center at my college.  If you have ever compared a college campus during the summer to a college campus during the fall/winter you will understand how bored I was most of the summer.

I had finished my prerequisites for nursing school and was on the wait list to start the program. The wait list was two years long and I had previously decided I wanted to continue taking classes so I would not “get out of practice” with regards to being in college. I do not know if this made sense or not but at the time it did to me.  Anyway, I took two years of classes while on the nursing program wait list and in the summer of 2012 I was looking at my transcripts when I realized I was really close to having earned my A.G.S.  If I adjusted my fall semester classes I would finish the requirements and have something to show for my two years!  Exciting!  However!  Registration for fall semester had already opened a couple of months prior.  The way I did things all throughout college was to register at 12am the day registration opened so I could get into the exact classes I wanted.  This is what I did every semester without fail.  If I wanted to complete the requirements for earning my A.G.S. I would have to change my schedule and register for classes I never would have registered for before.  Such as a College Algebra class that started at two o’clock in the afternoon.  Now this may not sound like a big deal to the average Joe, but to me this was craziness!  I did not know what to do, and in the end it took one of my coworkers convincing me that it was a “great idea” to change my schedule.

So fall semester started and I show up to my first College Algebra class shortly before two in the afternoon (this was the first time I had taken a math class any later than 10am).  I always prefer to sit towards the front of the classroom for math but since I was running a bit behind that day my options were limited.  There was one seat remaining in the front row.  It was in-between two guys…not usually my style to sit with dudes…  I scanned the room a second time and did not find a better option.  I sort of knew one of the guys because we both worked on campus.  The other guy I did not know, although I later figured out I had helped him register for the Fitness Center six months earlier.  Little did I know that I would one day get to know that other guy well enough to marry him.

Thankfully God has a plan and although I may stray or throw a tantrum when He steps in I always manage appreciate the twists and turns in the end.

Okay, so the entire reason I started writing this post – I absolutely wanted to complain about the not-so-pleasant winter season we had this year!  Then I remembered that someday I will look back and find the hidden gems in it all.  It absolutely could have been so much worse and I am incredibly thankful it was not.  Honestly I have been writing this post for weeks now and if it ever gets published it will be an accomplishment for sure!  But at this point I have realized that as much as it sucks to be right in the middle all the mess and chaos it will all turn out alright in the end and I have so much to find joy in.

~Christine xoxo


Oh THANK Goodness!

It is November and that means we all get to write about and share the things for which we are grateful, hooray!

Latex gloves

Oh the mysterious and adventurous places we put our hands.  Oh the unpleasant, atrocious, and malodorous substances we encounter with our fingers.  Oh the diseased, peculiar, and sometimes just too private objects that cross our palms.  Thank goodness for gloves.  And yes, this comes from the perspective of a nurse.

Yoga Pants

Need I say more ladies (and perhaps gentlemen)?  This particular piece of apparel is one that so many of us, I am sure, are so thankful for.  Got your period?  Yoga pants.  Feeling under the weather?  Yoga pants.  Nothing else fits?  Yoga pants.  Laundry day?  Yoga pants.  Just having a bad day? Yoga pants.  These black, stretchy, simply genius pants are the answer to all your questions.

Molten Chocolate Lava Cake

Also known as heaven.  I have sincerely missed this insanely amazing dessert since going gluten free.  Lucky duck that I am though, I have found an almost as good gluten free replacement recipe.  Thank you Pinterest!


I am thankful for mascara because I like to look awake and alive sometimes.  Why is it that without proper eyelashes I feel like I could be mistaken for a deep sea fish?  You know all pale, creepy, and weird like.  Hey I would probably even wear falsies (eyelashes, not boobs) if gluing them on did not seem like the biggest mishap just waiting to happen millimeters from my, very sensitive, eyeball.

Here is a short, maybe even a tad humorous, story for you.   The one time I did wear false eyelashes was for a ballet performance.  So you know I am up on stage, tons of people watching, blazing lights in my face, little bit of nerves distracting me, pointe shoes on for Pete’s sake.  BAM!  Huge, black, hairy fake eyelashes are all I can see.  Literally the world is a fuzzy black blur.  “Just keep smiling!  Keep your head upright and your feet on the ground if it is the last thing you do.  Do not fall on your a** like you did during dress rehearsal.”  It did end positively which is why I am here to tell the tale.

Hot Stuff

Heating blankets, heating pads, ovens, furnaces, water heaters, camp fires.  Back off Elsa, I do not care to be made stiff, uncomfortable, chapped, shivery, or otherwise pained by your frozen “magical power” baloney.  Keep me warm and cozy and I will love you forever.  Hot chocolate, hot tea, hot showers…tis the season.

“Tinkle in Your Trousers” Movies

I really love to laugh, and not just at movies.  Funny movies, jokes, comedy skits, some people, some people’s kids…clean, corny, dirty, silly, pun-y sometimes even gross…it is all so fun.  I would like to express my affection and gratitude to, and for, all the amusing individuals in my life – you know who you are (I hope).

Public Restrooms

Last but not least, and speaking of tinkling, the communal potties.  As nasty as they can be, imagine if we did not have these conveniences.  Think about the all the times (hopefully few) you have found yourself without the use of a nearby place to rest and relieve yourself!  What would we all look like if we had to be out and about knowing, with such anxiety in our hearts, that we had to make it home before the time to “you know what” inevitably came around?  And let me throw toilet paper out there too.  Thank you to toilet paper for being one of my closest friends.


Obviously this is not an all-inclusive list, even for everything I am thankful for today alone.  I could go on and on with thankfulness but you would eventually become bored and that would be such a shame.  Please leave a note about what you are thankful for in the comments below, or on Facebook, or email me, or something!

Much love to you all and thank you for reading.

Christine xoxo

A Little Introduction, Please

Hello and welcome to my blog The Mrs and The Mom!  Not to be too repetitive as you can also read a bit of an introduction on my “About” page, but here I will give you a little information about myself.

My name is Christine.  I am a wife, stepmom, RN and now birth mother.  Originally born on the west coast (USA), I have throughout my life so far lived in the south, on the east coast, and in the Midwest.

I met my husband in a college algebra class in 2012 and we were married in July of 2014.  I have been in the roll of a full-time stepmom since fall of 2013.  In December of 2014 I graduated Nursing school and soon starting working part-time as an RN in a wonderful long term care facility.

In September of 2016 I became a birth mother and we decided it was time for me to stay home and take care of the family.  I have decided to start blogging in my “spare time” with the hopes to collect and share some of my favorite as well as interesting and/or helpful things.

I have many personal interests including:

  • parenting
  • homemaking
  • gardening
  • hiking
  • cooking and baking
  • ballet/dance
  • cake decorating
  • exercise
  • hair and beauty
  • natural health remedies, and so many more.

I will try not to go too crazy but you can probably expect this blog to have a little bit of everything.

One hope I have for keeping things fun, interesting and up-to-date is to use social media and other fun sites in combination with the topics of my blog posts.  No matter your preferences I hope to have something for you!  Again, I welcome you to my blog and I hope you enjoy your stay.

Christine xoxo