A Little Intro to The Mystery of Me

After a hiatus from blogging I have been encouraged to get back to it and thus here I am.  I was pretty decent and keeping everyone up to date with my pregnancy with Jade and the first year of her life then kind of fell off the wagon; rather than jumping back to that blog 2 yrs later, I have decided to change things up a bit and start a new one. 

For those who don't know me that well, my name is Jaime....I am a daughter, sister, wife and mother of 2 little gals.  Life has been a roller coaster ride for me and not for the reasons many others would use that term for.  I have amazing parents, a big sis who I love dearly and have always looked up to, spent my young years playing sports and being a goodie two shoes.  Playing basketball was my major passion and in my mind I was going places with it.  On the side there was always skiing, softball and pretty much whatever else I could get myself into...sports, I love them; both playing and watching.  Up until grade 5 I spent my weekends skiing up a storm with my buddies on Blackcomb thanks to my grandparents.  Once I hit high school, basketball was my life and I excelled at it and dreamed it would take me to university.  That dream was dashed mid way through high school though thanks to evil Anorexia. 

Yep, I am a sufferer, lost much...dreams, friends, graduation....but also gained much; strength, a voice and understanding.  Looking back, being on deaths door and not knowing it put my family and supportive friends through hell.  I never understood why they were so worried until I got to a point in my health that I was able to understand how close to death I was and what had become of my translucent self. I will never forget the first time I saw my dad cry or the tears my mom would try to fight back when seeing me struggling.  No matter how nasty I was (ya, to them and also how I looked), they never gave up on me and did whatever they could to get me healthy. 

Needless to say, I never made it anywhere in basketball nor did I graduate on time.  I never walked across the stage at a high school graduation or partook in graduation festivities. I learned who my true friends were as many just stopped talking with me. I could focus on all the negatives but why not look at where I have come.  After treatment locally then in Arizona, I overcame many obstacles and was able to reach a healthy point in my life where I could take on the thing called life again and begin a new journey.  Through the experience, I learned a lot about myself, I gained some new friends and my path in life took a new turn.  I chose to become a nurse...what else could I do to give back to all those who spent days and nights fighting my demons with me and never taking my bitchiness personally. After nursing school I went directly into the field of mental health and 7.5 years later I am still there and know it is the area I will always remain.

During nursing school I experienced a great loss when my grandma passed away unexpectedly.  My grandma was an amazing woman but like everyone had struggles of her own.  No matter what though, she was a mainstay in my life, someone who watched me grow up, who provided me positive life experiences I would otherwise not have been able to experience and cared for me like only a parent could. Almost eight years later and I still have not fully come to terms with her not being in my life and each milestone in my life reminds me of her loss and that she is not here to be apart of them.

In 2007 I started dating who would become the love of my life and shortly after graduated nursing school.  By 2009 I was married and opening more chapters in my life.  2011 brought our first dear daughter; a miracle in itself as I thought the damage I had done to my body was going to destroy any hope of me having kids of my own.  When I found out I was pregnant, the excitement was beyond just about being pregnant; it was about that in addition to the restoration of my body.  I won't go into any detail about my pregnancy as I already did a whole blog on it.  By 2014 we have welcomed our second daughter and the fun has just begun.

A husband who joined the military, a daughter that can light up a room with her smile or energy and a baby girl with just a single dimple, my family is growing and yet another lag in the journey of life has begun.  With my husband being gone for a year for training, life wasn't always the easiest but yet again, my parents stepped up and provided us with the support we needed.  Without them, Jade and I would have been blubbering messes but they helped me stay strong.  Shortly after our newest addition joined us, the girls and I packed up and moved out east to join the missing entity in our family.  Leaving my parents has been extremely hard but as they always say, they are only a phone call and plane ride away.  Moving to a new town has been tough but being a family again under one roof has all been worth it.

Some might say it is exciting and yes they are right.  However for someone who avoids meeting new people on their own and struggles with change, it has been both exciting and scary. Being on maternity leave takes that structure of a job and routine away, no family close by to just pop over and see; no close friends to grab a coffee with or know they are just around the corner if I needed anything.  The girls keep me going though, if it were not for them, I may have climbed into a corner during the day and only come out once Ted was home.  I have been forced out of my shell, out of my comfort zone and my routine of life.

The girls and I spend our days going for walks around the base with some stay and play days and some library days.  We laugh a little, joke a lot, learn a little and goof around some, we even  frustrated too.  I love these girls to bits.

Writing is something I have always liked to do and is the easiest way for me to communicate.  So here I am, telling you all my life story and letting you all learn a little about me so I am not quite the mystery so many say I am.  There is more beneath the surface of this calm and cool exterior.  Why not tell you all about my love of cooking too and share some of the meals or baking I undertake.  I have my trusty side kick to help me now in the kitchen which is awesome; however, she is a bit of a distraction and requires some monitoring so things can actually be made and not eaten before the fact, i.e. cookie dough :)  Being that this is a blog, no grammar nit picking allowed as I am doing this free flow....Well, and I HATE re reading what I have written as I like just letting the juices flow as they say.

So, there you have it, I am going to shut'er down for tonight and will reconvene over the next few days with some more.  I wish you all a very Merry Christmas !