"real" housewives?

okay, okay... i'll admit it. the real housewives shows are one of my guilty pleasures. i just can't help it. its like i cover my eyes cringing, but still peer through my fingers because i can't. stop. watching.

ridiculous, you ask?

yes.

but like i previously stated, i just can't help it. the concept of filming women that have fake everything, private jets, diamond rings bigger than my head, nannies, housekeepers, and mansions and calling it "real" is just intriguing to me. i mean, you could fit a small european country in these women's bathrooms. it's just nuts.

i have to say there have been many moments that i laugh to myself as i examine my life as a "housewife" compared to what is being broadcasted on tv. i understand the sole purpose is entertainment, but, pleeeeeease. allow me to give you an example of a day in my life as a REAL housewife. lets take yesterday for example.

-the "day" technically started at about 1 am when i wake up to my husband's tossing and turning just in time to see him projectile... yes, *projectile* vomit alllll over his side of the bed. after being up to rub his back as he continued to puke in the toilet, getting him settled on the couch since it was the middle of the night and his side of the bed was soiled with throw up, i went back to bed... being careful to stay strictly on my side. let me just say this was one of the moments i was very thankful for our king sized bed.

-at 6:50 i'm awakened by the sounds of bella coming through the baby monitor. i go get her, feed her and our day officially begins.

-after feeding and playing with her for a while, i put her back down for her morning nap and proceed to gather all the puke-stained bedding to start a load of laundry, while trying not to gag myself.

-after her morning nap, i feed bella again. as she is eating, she poops all over me. change her, clean myself off and continue feeding. not too much time passes and while i am burping her she spews spit up on the front of my shirt. i can only laugh ;)

-i play with her more... you know, reading books, singing songs, the usual. after a while, i sit her in the kitchen with me as i peel and chop vegetables to get dinner into the crockpot.

-switch over laundry. put bella down for her afternoon nap. while she is sleeping, unload and load the dishwasher. and make biscuits to go with dinner. get changed and dressed for babysitting... then i realize i haven't even eaten lunch and all i managed to get down for breakfast was a cup of coffee.

and all this was before 1 oclock.

have i mentioned how much i love my life? i mean... truly, truly love it. i honestly cannot imagine anything else i'd rather be doing in the whole world. i love my little family of three more than i can even find words to describe. and i love the crazy things that happen in the course of a day. it's always an adventure.

more than anything, i love seeing the blessings that the lord has given me. i was just driving to the bank this morning and tears came to my eyes just thinking about how grateful i am for my life right. this. very. moment. i may drive a honda cr-v and not a jag. i may live in a small apartment and not a home that takes up half the block. i may have post-baby muffintop and struggle to get on make up most days instead of silicone-injected-lips (and other things)-the-size-of-tennessee.

and for all of these things, i'm so thankful.

i loooove simple things. like my cuddle time with bella when i bring her into bed with me when she first wakes up in the morning. eating dinner together as a family every night and sharing about our day. nick and i getting to put bella to bed together at night, praying over her and sending her off to sleep with tons of kisses and squeezes. our sundays together watching football. laughing at bella as she discovers new things and babbles away. hanging out with best friends that we are so blessed to have. curling up next to nick as we watch tv on the couch and putting my head on his shoulder. pressing bella's chubby cheeks up against mine and whispering to her how much i love her. cheesy? yes. but it's my life. and i savor all of these things for which i am so thankful.

i love my new role as a "housewife" (the real kind) and a mom. it's the best job i've ever had. even the days that were like yesterday.

just look at this pic. these are two of the *biggest* reasons i love my life so much.

{teary eyes}