The No-Good, Horrible, Very Bad Morning.

So, do you ever have those days where it’s just not your day, right from the get-go? I am currently having one of those, and good news for me–it’s only 11:00 AM. More fun to be had, right?

Here’s what the last few hours have brought to me:

1) I mis-measured my coffee/water ratio in favor of the water.

2) I walked my dog and when going to collect his morning duties via plastic bag, there was a hole in the bag, and my finger met that hole, along with his best smelling, fully digested dog food. Awesome. And, that was about a block and a half from our house, so…I had a nice smelling walk home.

3) My son slept in and woke up at 8:15 this morning, which was super nice. I was able to get an entire article for work done before he woke up. Then, I got distracted by something stupid and exited off the document prior to saving it. Rookie mistake, Alcock.

4) Like I said, Judah slept in. Win for me. The catch is, he has not stopped talking since 8:15 AM. Literally, not once.

5) I  attempted to hang some string lights from my porch this morning. It’s really a two man job, but over-excitement got the best of me and I decided to try and tackle it myself. I got two strands hung, and they fell. Bulbs shattered everywhere, and my deck was covered in microscopic shards of sharp pieces of glass. Try sweeping that up, while wrangling an ever-chatting toddler, and keeping him off the patio where all the pretty lights with sharp, pointy, edges are now accessible to his grasp. Yikes.

6) Just when things couldn’t get worse, my dog, usually glued within my eyesight, got the sudden urge to take off in a full-out sprint around the neighborhood. So now, I’m running around like a crazy person screaming at my dog (who is purposely not responding) with my yoga pants on, unwashed and full-on bed-head hair, and day-old mascara running down my face. Not to mention the ever-chatting toddler in tow.

I sent my husband a text out of frustration of my day. And do you know what he did? He called Target, explained my situation, and gave me the name of a customer service representative who would exchange my broken porch lights for brand new ones. You know why he did that for me? Because he is amazing. Also, thank you Target for yet again being awesome.

A few deep breaths, a little toddler time on the iPad, and one therapeutic blog post later, and I think I’m ready to get back into this day. Also, don’t we all need these moments, these “no-good, horrible, very-bad-day” times to put things into perspective for us?

There are some pretty heavy and serious things happening in our country and around the world right now. And, I’m saying this to myself as much as anyone else, but let’s pay attention. There are people who are crying out for our help, for justice, and for peace. Folks, as I look at my “white privileged” life, where the worst part of my day is broken porch lights, I think there is a HUGE need for us to stand up, listen, and do something about what is happening. I encourage you all to research, know your facts, and LISTEN.

This is a great place to start:


Life and other random things.

Obviously I’ve been pretty inconsistent in my blogging lately. Truth be told, I’m just not exactly sure what I want to do with this space. I realized that previously I mostly used it as a venting outlet, with occasional family updates. I think it’s what I needed last year, so thanks to all of you who read my rants 😉 Any suggestions moving forward, I’ll take ’em.

This year, Kyle and I have deemed it our “stress free” year…if that’s possible. So far, so good…minus the whole losing of the job thing, which has made us stress a little bit about the old bank account. But, it has also provided us the ever-present opportunity to put our faith in God to provide for us, and he has not failed.

Some of our house projects have been put on hold because of our temporary financial hiccup, but it’s kind of been a good lesson. It’s allowed us to live just right where we are, right now, and be grateful for the many abundant blessings we do have. Instead of focusing on “oh, we need this and it will be so much better,” we’re saying, “hey, this is awesome about our space, and I love it.” I know for me, it’s really helped me to appreciate the little space we call home, and the potential it has to blossom even more in the future.

So, some updates. Kyle has recently started working at an elementary school in an autism room. He is really enjoying his job, the school schedule, and those little k-2 kiddos that he gets to work with every day. Getting to this point has been nothing short of God’s work in our lives. Seriously. Going from wanting to be a college RD to working in an elementary school has been quite a ride, but looking back, you can see the divine hand that led him there. We are so thankful for this opportunity for Kyle. Thank you to everyone who has been faithfully praying for us and for Kyle in his job search.

The “terrible two’s.” We are in those right now, but honestly, they are not so terrible at all. I know, I know…just wait until he’s three, but whatever. Judah is a blast. Growing quickly, saying the funniest things, and he is just the sweetest, most generous kid I know. What two year old freely offers his coveted Easter M&M’s to his parents (and dog)?? *Swoon*

Zoo carousel.

  Zoo carousel.

Judah's "cheese!" face.

Judah’s “cheese!” face.

Makeup time. He's a beaut.

Makeup time. He’s a beaut.

Super into legos these days.

Super into legos these days.

Friends :)

Friends 🙂

I have been finding a new appreciation for being a stay-at-home mom. After I was laid off from my job, I realized how much I depended on that title. I was so offended by the question, “so what do you do all day?” when people would find out I stayed at home. So to be able to say, “I’m a writer” when asked my occupation took away all the insecurities of simply, “being a mom,” Wait…simply being a mom?? Isn’t that important enough? Yes. Definitely. I still write some freelance pieces here and there, but I’m finding new joy and new confidence in this whole, I’m a stay-at-home mom thing. I love being able to take frequent walks in my neighborhood with Judah and our dog, Quincy (we got rid of the puppy, sadly, but it was just too much. We opted to adopt a 5 year old retriever Chinook mix and he is the bee’s knees).


I also love being able to do yoga with Judah, actively play with him and be all there, instead of worrying about my time to meet my next deadline or make sure I’m not missing an important email. And, it’s been nice to slowly build friendships with some other mammas in the area.

We’re ready to start our first small garden this month, which we are all excited and anxious about. If it bombs, there’s always next year and the farmer’s market, right?

Hope everyone had a fantastic Easter weekend. I know we did!