my blogiversary month ~ the kick off

It’s Monday, October 4th and today I begin the celebration of one year of blogging for Bees With Honey!

Can you believe it?

A year ago today, I began writing for Bees With Honey and I’m still going strong.

I have met so many wonderful women in the blog and Twitter universe. I have learned so much from reading hundreds upon hundreds of blogs and by simply getting to know people via Twitter.  Thank you #wineparty!

Along the way, I have made some very special friendships. Ladies who have made a great impression on my life in ways I almost cannot express in words.

In celebration of my blogiversary month, I have asked a mentor of mine to guest post for me today. Not only is she a phenomenal writer, she is also a kind and supportive friend. I have been reading her blog as long as I have been writing for mine. I call her my mentor because in the last year, she has become one of the most supportive and trustworthy friends of my virtual world. She took me under her wing almost instantly, showed me the ropes of Twitter and introduced me to so many fabulous people that I now call my friends as well.

Today, I honour my mentor, my friend and a wonderful writer you will all want to get to know. She’s funny, honest, passionate and very in-tune with the world around her.

Her name is Debi and she writes for her blog, The Truth About Motherhood.

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Bringing Back Your Feisty Broad

I am a Mommy, first and foremost. It’s a fact of my life. I love it. I chose it. This is not something that I got trapped into, this was something that I intentionally chose, in fact, and it was one of my loftiest aspirations. I used to be a daughter and sister, then a wife, then a Mommy. Somewhere in there, for a brief fleeting moment, I got to be “Debi”.

I remember that girl and I liked her. She was a lot like whom I am now but had absolutely no real ramifications for her behavior. It was awesome. It was pre filter on the mouth and brain for child security reasons; yet, post the imposed filter of my personal freedoms by my Father. It was wonderful; it was euphoric. I was selfish, care free, and completely oblivious to the wants and needs of others. I always did exactly what “I” wanted to do, with no care or concern for anyone else. I know it sounds terribly vain and narcissistic, perhaps it was, but it was fabulous for that time in my life (all 15 minutes of it).

These days, I answer to “Mommy”, “Honey”, “Mama”, “Hey, You”, “Mother”, “Mrs. …” but no one ever calls me “Debi” anymore. I feel as if I have disappeared completely figuratively and literally. But for someone who is invisible, I certainly do stay busy. How can this be? It is mind boggling to me but I am fairly certain that I am not alone in this situation.

I go through life, these days, busier than I’ve ever been yet feeling like I never accomplish anything in my days. Every night, I am thoroughly exhausted but usually I can’t sleep. Every morning, I am still tired because I was up the previous night until 2 am thinking of all the “Stuff” I have to do the next day. No fair, right?

I made a conscious decision that 2011 was going to be the year of “Debi”. Once again, I made a resolution to make myself a priority in my own life. I have my mind made up; I plan to revive that feisty broad. I’m determined; I’m making a comeback in my own life. That’s my plan! Then, real life and minutia get in my way.

I am a work in progress, but that is ok. As long as I am on my own to do list, there is hope for “Debi” My point being, with a little real concerted effort, I am going to bring back the feisty broad through little actions in my daily life.

Most importantly, I’m introducing that intelligent, beautiful, healthy, cultured, well-read, strong woman to my girls. I am not only regaining my independence but my very existence. I am showing my girls, by living example, that they are important and vital to their own life story. That no matter who they are, what they think, what they look like, what they choose to be or do in their lives, they must be present and they must be content with the versions of themselves who are present because they are imperative to their own happiness and nothing is more important than feeling like you matter and being fulfilled with who you are in your own life. Who I am is a direct reflection on who my daughters will someday become. They can have the world, they deserve it all and so does Mommy. The paddles are out, Clear…

let’s BEE friends with … Debbie !


It’s that time again! Friday and the Let’s BEE Friends link-up! A meme where you link-up one of your favourite posts or a post you felt didn’t get enough comment love.

As with all blog hops …

1. I ask that you follow me.
2. Grab the button from the sidebar and include it in your post.
3. Link up your favourite post from the week. (no giveaways please)
4. Visit other bloggers who have linked up. Follow who you like.
5. Spread the honey by leaving them some sweet old ♥ comment love ♥ !

The linky can be found at the bottom of this post!

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This week, I’m especially excited because I’m featuring a blog I became addicted to when I first started out blogging myself. What I liked most about my feature blogger today is the truth that emanated throughout her posts about Motherhood. I found myself identifying with her posts about parenting, children and marriage. It’s not often that you can find such honesty from Moms who share their tales of child rearing. It was refreshing to read Debbie from The Truth About Motherhood.

Debbie not only captured my interest because of her ability to keep my attention and entertain me with her sense of humour, she also was sweet enough to reach out to me when she saw me drowning in the world of Twitter. She took me under her wing and showed me the ropes, so to speak by introducing me to other Mom bloggers, educating me about the ever so popular Friday night #wineparty and by her supportive retweeting of my blog posts as I wrote and shared them via Twitter. I am forever grateful for Debbie’s friendship. She means a lot to me.

So without further babbling on my part … I present to you, the very popular and talented Debbie from The Truth About Motherhood!

1.  What did you do or were you doing before you had kids? Give us a little background on you. Before I had my girls, I was working on a masters in education and teaching a k-2 class in Tennessee. I was enjoying being married to my best friend and growing in our marriage, getting to really know one another.

2.  How did you come up with the name for your blog? Everything I had read  about parenthood was sugar coated and quite frankly, I was surprised a lot by motherhood. I wanted to have a place to share my successes and yes, even my failures. It’s lonely in the beginning, hell it’s lonely a lot, when you have children. Out of embarrassment or fear of judgment, most Moms don’t talk about the hard part and that leaves the Mommy feeling overwhelmed, isolated and like she is failing at her greatest task. I think that’s bullshit! We need to grow a sisterhood through motherhood and support one another. I want to start by giving women the straight truth and providing a community where we are all free to share our truths without judgment.

3.  Is there any topic you refuse to blog about? I don’t have a topic that I refuse to talk about, but I do give information as it is relevant. It’s  about motherhood but sometimes, other aspects of my life influence me as a mother and that is when I share those facets of me on my blog. I’m an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, surrounded by mystery.

4.  How did you come up with the idea for Throat Punch Thursday? My husband, the Big Guy, is an avid reader of CNN and loves to share all the shocking events of the world. I decided that the plethora of horrible things going on in the world needed a good swift throat punch.

5.  Name someone or something you cannot live without and tell why. I can not live without my children. I know it sounds so 1950′s but honestly, I can NOT remember life before them. They came along and gave my life meaning, beyond any comprehension.They are my heart and without my heart, I could not survive. Also, the Big Guy, I would not want to experience life without him. He is my best friend and closest confidant.I could survive without him but my life would lose the better part of it’s joy and verve.

5. Tell us the romantic story behind how you met your husband. Funny that you ask, our 12th year wedding anniversary is this Sunday. We had a mutual girl friend in college who really wanted us to meet, as friends.After several failed attempts to meet, finally we were in the same place at the same time. I remember ditching our LSAT class that Monday night in September and walking into the local bar with my friend, and expecting this guy to be the best thing since sliced bread. I mean after all, it was her best friend who she kept on and on about. Instead, we walk up to the bar and as I’m looking for the typical college frat boy, she stops short in front of this long, lanky, bleached blond hair with BLUE tips, an eyebrow ring and smoking a cigarette.  WTF?  I thought to myself,well, at least she’s not trying to set us up. To me, he looked like someone that I might have dated in high school when I was going through my “alternative” phase but no one I would date as a grown woman. She introduced us. I was cordial. I said, “Hi,I’m Debi” he nonchalantly cast his eyes downwards toward me and said “hey” barely acknowledging my existence.I immediately did not like him. I could barely stand him. Who did he think he was? Seriously? But as the night progressed, we ended up back at the house he shared with several other guys and they were having a party. Needless to say, the girl who introduced us and begged me to accompany her to the party, promptly disappeared, leaving me alone once again with this guy who , at first glance, seemed quite rude and disinterested in even having a functional conversation. I had an astronomy exam that I desperately needed to study for and all I wanted to do was go home.But, being me, I had absolutely NO idea of how to get home.Finally, he offered to walk me home. Which, at first, I found the idea ridiculous but out of necessity I agreed. I was completely at his mercy. I was praying that the walk was quick and that he was not a serial killer. It started off as a walk, then he took me to the roof of the parking garage to point out constellations and we began to talk.Really talk. Then we continued walking, I learned later that he took the longest possible way home. I remember being at the soccer fields, lying on our backs looking up at the stars at that moment as night meets dawn and the birds start to sing and you are so deliriously tired but the excitement of the newness propels you forward. In those few hours, we shared our entire life with one another. After a stolen kiss and butterflies invading my stomach, he walked me home…and we’ve been together ever since.

6.  If you could have one do-over in life what would it be? Any regrets? I have no regrets in life, none. I live life every day. But if I had to choose one thing, I wish I would have had my children a couple years earlier only because then I am sure I would have had one more.

7.  If you could be someone else for one day who would it be and why? I don’t think I’d want to be anyone else. I am exactly where I want to be with the people that I want to be with. I feel like good things are on my horizon. I’d stick at me. It’s pretty good to be me.

8.  Where do you see yourself in 5 years? Celebrating my 17th year of marriage to the Big Guy, the Mommy of two beautiful little girls in elementary school and hopefully taking my blog to the next level. I’d love to have a book published and continue sharing my truth and growing my amazing community of wonderful women.

9.  Anything new coming up on your blog? I wish I could say but really I post day by day as life occurs.I don’t do a lot of scheduled posts but this month, in celebration of my 2nd blogiversary, I am hosting several of my favorite bloggers at The TRUTH about Motherhood. I hope you will stop by and read the amazing truths of this wonderful community and if you like what you see, I would love it if you would come again.