Hello - Mom of 5 boys

Ok so I am new to the blogging world, but definitely not to writing.  I have been journaling my whole life.  Since I was 10 actually...so that would be almost 20 years.  Normally I don't have time to sit down and write anymore, but I need to find something for me.  I looked everywhere for groups of moms like me, wives like me, sisters like me...and well I'm not sure one exists.  Lets see if I can sum it up into a few sentences.  I am a 29 year old third wife, working step mom and mom to 5 boys, sister to two deceased brothers, and a deceased brother in law, and 2 sisters plus I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs...does that sum it up?  LOL  Ok so I know I sound like a country song, but really I love my life and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

I met my husband in Iraq.  He had 3 boys and was about to go through a divorce...for the second time.  When we became friends, all I ever heard was, no more wives and no more kids.  LOL  Needless to say we are married and have had 2 more boys together.  He has custody of all his boys.  The oldest is 17 about to be 18 (Anthoney).  He was from his first wife.  Then there is Alec (13) and Austin (10) from his second wife.  Finally, Aydin (2) and Ashton (4 months) with me Christy, his 3rd wife.  All A's.  ACL to be exact. 

My boys are great.  I don't separate, I love.  When the make me mad, I'm an equal opportunist butt chewer.  I believe in spanking, mouths washed out with soap, good ole fashion discipline, yes sir and no ma'am.  I believe in family dinners, date nights, and most important...doing your BEST in school.

My deceased brothers...its a sad story which I will save for another day.  Jimmy was 7 weeks and died of SIDS.  Mike was 30 and died of cancer.  Jeff (brother in law) was 38 and died of a heart attack.  Jeff and Mike died 100 days apart.

My sisters ROCK!!  Jaime and Kathleen.  They are all I have left as far as siblings.  Kathleen drives me crazy with her hippie lifestyle and outlook on life...but you know what?  She's my sister and ONLY I can say that about her.  Anyone else, I might have to drop you like its hot.  She is the older one.  Ya know, the one whose clothes you take, make up you wear, diaries you read.  Yea...i was a HORRIBLE younger sister.  Then there is Jaime, she is the baby.  She has the best qualities out of all of us kids warped into one tiny body of energy.  Jaime is the one who can't be wrong, stubborn as hell, and refuses to take advise from her older sisters.  =D  She'll learn one day.

Well other than my kick butt folks who are another blog another day, I would have to say I just summed it all up.

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