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mamamurey · 3 years
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Why do people think National Guard isn't really military. 🤔 They get deployed, they go to PT, etc. The National Guard just has civilian jobs not military jobs. There is so much being said that isn't true about the National Guard.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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mamamurey · 3 years
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Stressed
So my daughter came back home today from her father’s. Every time she comes home from his house she is extremely bad. She does not listen, she throws attitudes, temper tantrums, etc. Her acting like that makes me feel so lost and my husband hates seeing me like that. He cannot do anything since he isn’t her father. He tries at least to calm her down or brings her to her room when she isn’t listening. I just want to break down and cry right now because of how lost I am feeling.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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I just finished this movie, I personally do not like it. There was a huge plot hole to me and there wasn't many questions answered. It made almost no sense to me. I understood some parts then others I was like 'WTF is happening'?
It has 70% on rotten tomatoes, 4.7 out of 10 on IMDb, and 64% on Metacritic. Those reviews are pretty much correct to what I am talking about.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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Stressed!
My husband is going to be making less money because they are going to be taking money out of his paycheck. We already have to split all the bills into two payments, even our rent. Now we need to figure out to stretch our money even more.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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Writing Advice: Careers
It’s totally okay for your protagonist to have an ordinary (and even boring) job. Even better, it can be the reason they get involved in the weird craziness of the main plot.
Jonathan Harker was a solicitor who only met Dracula because Drac had purchased real estate in England as part of his evil plan, and Harker was sent to help with the paperwork.
Elisa Maza was a police officer who discovered living gargoyles because she investigated the source of falling debris that had claw marks gouged into it.
Luke Skywalker was a farmer who bought droids to help out around the farm, only to discover said droids’ previous owner was a princess involved in the rebellion against the Empire.
Will Turner was a blacksmith who enlisted the help of a pirate to rescue his girlfriend after she was kidnapped by undead pirates who wanted her to break the curse they were under.
Stan Pines ran a tourist trap to fund his efforts to recreate the wormhole that his brother got sucked into as a result of his study of a small town’s strange phenomena.
Your protagonist can have a completely ordinary job and still get involved in weird and crazy stuff.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Merry Christmas from my family to yours!
Today was already a crazy day! I forgot to wrap some presents that we had in the closet for the kids! (I panicked.) My son, Curtis, did not want to wait to open his until after breakfast! My youngest son, Leonardo, was just staring at all his presents in shock. We didn’t have much for our children but at least we were able to get somethings. Santa got the kids clothes, one toy for each child, and two toys for all the kids. Santa had a very stressful year with everything going on this year. I got my husband got me some thermal clothes. (I don’t really have anything for the cold months.) I got him a little book that is titled “The Reason’s Why I Love You”, some underwear (God knows he needs them!), and I got him a personalized sign for his garage! (We both each have our own garages. His is just de-attached from the house.) I was afraid he wasn’t going to like his presents I got him so I was beginning to have a panic attack... Until he said he loved them.
Today we are combining our traditions, we both have totally two different Christmas dinners, and different traditions on this day. He has a roast with seafood and I have lasagna. In his house he didn’t have siblings so he didn’t really have morning traditions. I grew up with having to have breakfast first, waiting until EVERYONE was awake, and then passing one present for each person out and went like that until there was no more presents.
With my children my kids are at least thankful and grateful for each present. I grew up with a few of my siblings being ungrateful with their presents. They usually flipped out, get angry, and snapped at my parents. It was ridiculous, I have always been the one with a huge heart and open mind. Every time I saw that, my heart grew smaller for them, and my mind grew more and more closed. I grew up to dislike them so much, who does things like that? My dad couldn’t afford much, but at least him and his wife tried for us. My mother just someone who thought of herself and never once thought of her kids. We would be home alone while she was gone for a whole weekend. We wouldn’t even have a babysitter. We would starve because of not having food because she wouldn’t made food for us so we ended up having to eat snacks and extremely unhealthy food that she bought, more for herself than for us.
I grew up in a really bad household, my mother knew how to work herself around the system so we were never taken away from her. We should have been, I wished we were taken from her. We lived in such a pigsty of a house that my one older sister and I grew up to become neat freaks. Never letting our houses get too dirty because of the kids. Our minds, psychologically, is basically broke and abused very bad. My mother had brain washed 3 of her children, the other 3 (I was one of those 3) ended up being shipped off to our father’s house.
My one older sister, who I am close to, my one younger brother, and I were all shipped off to our father’s. My younger brother, he was shipped off to her when he was in 5th grade because my mother could not handle him. My older sister and I were shipped off at the same time. Something bad happened to my sister, I knew my mother; she wouldn’t take care of her, so I stayed home and took care of my sister. My mother shoved us out of the house and my sister called my father. My mother broke a mug screaming at us to ‘never come back.’ And yet she says that is not what she meant to this day. ‘Your sister stole you from me.’ which she did not, I went because my mother did not want us around. If I did not go to my father’s I would have went down a very different path than I have to this day.
I resent my mother, I do not do anything with her, if she ever wants to see me and my children, she has to come to me. Does she ever? No.
I hope you all had a great Christmas! This has been coffee talk with MamaMurey.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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Hello!
I am in the process of writing a story! I think it is coming out pretty well. I am looking for someone to give me some input or even some plots for the story! Or even characters! I will not post any part of my book because I plan on having my book published.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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Motherhood Journey during COVID-19
COVID-19 has affected our family in many ways. The main is food. I have WIC thankfully because we cannot afford much food. Since my husband works everyday he does not have to worry much about food because work sometimes provides food or someone brings food in. But I am a stay at home mom, a homemaker, I have to starve myself until dinner just so my kids can have breakfast and lunch and not starve. I have lost 10lbs doing this, it is good because I needed to lose weight, but it is bad because it is not healthy. I have tried to get assistance from the government but my husband makes a few dollars too much for them to help us. And that is before taxes, not after taxes. I cannot go to food pantries because I cannot drive, I do not have my license plus our car is broke down. My husband leaves at 5am in the morning and does not come home until 5pm. The pantries are always open when he’s at work, and closed when he is out of work. This is extremely hard on me because I have to make up excuses why I am not eating to my daughter. ‘I do not feel good right now.’ ‘Mommy isn’t hungry right now baby.’ ‘Mommy will eat later.’ My daughter has been eating all day, I have been trying to get her to stop eating all day and have small snacks and finish her food. She just refuses to.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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I have been reading a book, Screamfree Parenting, it is a guide to healthy parenting. It says to focus on yourself not your children. You are not responsible FOR your children you are responsible TO your children. When I first read them, I was like, ‘No this cannot be true. I have to be responsible for my children. I have to focus on my children.’ I started reading this book because my daughter, Ellie, decided to start acting like a teenager and acting out. I do not blame her one bit though. Her father and I are separated and married to two different people. (I’ll talk about THAT some other time.) Her father and his WIFE tries to make her sound picture perfect, that she doesn’t act up with them. WRONG WRONG WRONG! My daughter tells me the bad things she has done at his house. My daughter is NOT PERFECT. I don’t want her to be perfect, I want her to have a healthy upbringing. Nothing like what I grew up with, it was so horrifying I wonder how all of us survived to be honest. Her father and I are good parents, hence why neither of us have primary custody, we both have 50/50 custody of her. (He has tried to take her away from me and get primary custody of her. Insert eye roll here.) I know behind everything he does it is his wife that is pulling the strings, whispering in his ear, making him think I am a bad parent. Which I would never be. I have been patient with my daughter, trying new ways to show her that she is in trouble. Putting her in time out, making her sit on the couch, bringing her to her room, even taking her toys away. Taking her toys away DID NOT affect her one bit. She even HELPED me put her toys in garbage bags. (They were going to be in there until she was good again.) Then a few days later… SHE TOLD ME TO THROW HER TOYS OUT! I was like, you have to be kidding me child! I was so flabbergasted. What child says that!? Every day I did not throw her toys away, she would tell me, ‘Throw my toys out mama, I don’t want them.’ Let me tell you, I was NOT prepared for that! I looked over at my husband, he didn’t know what to do either. We did end up throwing them out, she wanted nothing to do with them.
Christmas is coming, yay! But it hasn’t been a good week for the Murey family. Nope. Little Miss Ellie decides to act up, her brother decides to get violent, we are at a loss. Ellie won’t go to bed, she won’t listen, she won’t take a nap, she keeps screaming at us, running, stomping, and just being a terror! My son, Curtis, is pulling Ellie’s hair, throwing toys at her, hitting her, screaming, hitting us, pulling at the tree, and even tried to throw a toy at our 4 month old, Leonardo. Curtis even pulls his clothes off and takes his diaper off! Let me tell you, those days were not good. We have to give him MULTIPLE BATHS. Then we were able to afford to get duck tape. We got the regular ones, THEY DID NOT WORK AT ALL. He would tear them off because they are not made for things like that. So we got GORILLA GLUE duck tape. We tape it around his waist, of course on his clothes not on his skin. That would hurt anyone! And it worked! If we connected the duck tape in the back. We tried hip to hip and he was able to tear it off. So as long as we put the beginning and end of the tape on his lower back on his clothes. We thought we were in the clear using the duck tape when he was taking a nap or when he was going to bed. WE WERE WRONG! He still sits in a high chair for now, but he takes his diaper off in there too! (Insert face palm here!) He even takes it off his diaper while he’s playing! Most of the time the diapers are not even wet they are dry! We have tried the 360 diapers too. BAD IDEA! He is smart, he figured out how to get them off within a day! He makes us want to tear our hair out, he gives us a run for our money. Well mostly me since My husband works and I am a stay at home mom, aka a homemaker. I know you probably think, oh she’s just lazy to get a job. WRONG! I had a job, we were spending $500 in gas A MONTH to bring me to work and him bringing himself to work. I did not drive, I do not have my license, I am working on it. We were spending more money than I was bringing in, he was the one that was making more than spending. So we agreed that I would leave my job, so I did. So I am a full time homemaker with my kids. IT IS NOT EASY. Whether you have a job then come home and have to take care of your kids or if you are a stay at home mom and take care of the kids all day long, neither is easy. I have done both and neither is easier than the other.
This has been coffee talk with MamaMurey. Tune in for more.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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This is my read for December, it is very interesting and I am trying my hardest to pause and react less with my two children. My daughter likes to push buttons and throw shade at you. My son, doesn’t like to sleep, I’m sure he has ADHD but I am hoping it is just a phase with him and not ADHD to be honest. I have even been doing yoga to try to pause and react less. It is a very good book so far, I am in the middle of it right now and it has very good tips in it. I suggest this book for any parent that is trying to scream less. I can relate to this book in many different ways. If I had a book club of parents that would like to do this, I would love to chat with them about the book and give my thoughts on it.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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This is us, my family. We have been through so much together. My husband and I have been best friends for 10 years and we finally got married. He loves my daughter Ellie and my son Curtis like his own. And now we have a 4 month old together. My husband is extremely tall but I love him so much. Somethings he does annoys me, he gets me angry, but at the end of the day… I love him so much. My two kids love him a lot, my son rather go to him than me, and my son used to be a momma’s boy! Our 4 month old is already taking after his daddy with his tallness and looks. I will never regret my decision to marry this man, the love of my life. There is no refunds whether he likes it or not. I am apart of the Murey family and I’m proud of it. I am so proud of this man. We both were spiraling downwards when we got together. Then we both helped each other to do better and we have been better than we have been in years.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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In 2019, my best friend of 10 years, who is my husband now, and I got together. We have been dating on and off for 10 years, we have always loved each other even though we have never said it once in those 10 years until this time around. He was there for my second born before he was even born. But, he got deployed a month before my son was born. He would talk to my belly talking to my son, he would rub my belly, hell he even had everything he needed in case he needed to deliver him in the back of his car. Perks of being an EMT I guess. He was always so worried about me, he would even try to talk to me as much as he could when he was deployed over seas. The day before my husband came home, my son decided to say hello world. I gave birth to him late at night, I was so tired. My sister kept my husband updated because I was out of it, I was having low blood sugar, ketoacidosis. I was slurring my words, I felt light headed, I was there but not mentally. The next day, around dinner time, I finally was home with my son. My daughter was with her father at the time. That same night my husband showed up and helped me with my son. I was having so much pressure in my back because of being constipated, so it hurt to move. Until I went to the bathroom. He has been in my first son’s life ever since. In 2019 I got pregnant in November. We were so happy, we were trying to have a baby together, it wasn’t an accident. This pregnancy was pretty emotional, there was a lot of yelling and arguing because of my emotions going out of wack I didn’t really have a grip on them. We decided to live in two difference houses for a little bit to cool off. But, my husband was only allowed to go to about 3 appointments. The first OB/GYN appointment, the first ultrasound, and then the next appointment when we were able to hear the heartbeat. Then things started to get restricted because of COVID. I was so upset, I had anxiety so it was hard for me. I found out it was a boy when we were in two different houses, he was at work when I found out. I was going to stop by his house and put the ultrasound on the fridge saying it was a boy but I forgot my house key to the house. So I sent him a picture of the ultrasound that said the baby was a boy. We soon moved back in together. There was no deployment in 2020 because of everything with COVID. Our son was supposed to arrive August 16th 2020, but arrived on August 20th 2020. My husband was out of work since the 12th of August just in case I had him on the 16th. Everything this year has been good, it was rocky at first because of everything going on but it ended nicely. We had our son, we got married, December 11th 2020, we are closing on a house before the year is over and my husband got a promotion in the military finally. This is my little family, we are blended, we are a military family, we all love one another. ♥
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mamamurey · 3 years
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In 2018 I met my son’s father after a long time of not talking to him. Later that year, I got pregnant. Everyday was a challenge, I was trying to hard to not let my depression take over me again. He was narcissistic so everything was my fault, it was never his. He was always the victim, I was always the villain. He would yell at me when I would take care of my daughter after his son would hurt her because she hurt him first. I would be told I did nothing around the house when I cleaned, vacuumed, did the laundry, did the dished, swept… I was a maid in that house. Let me tell you, he lived with his mother still and he was old enough to live on his own. To this day I do not see what I saw in him. I watched him smack around his son and verbally abuse his son. His mother would also verbally abuse me and she was a major narcissistic, that is where he got it from. The last straw was, I was on the phone talking to my sister. Like I did everyday or I would of went insane because of all the blame being put on me. He stormed into the living room where I was talking to my sister. He told me to get out of the house, he didn’t care if I would be homeless with my daughter. So I called up who is now my husband. He told me to try and survive one more day there and he would be there the next day to get me and my daughter. I was extremely pregnant at the time let me tell you. My son’s father begged me not to leave, that he didn’t mean what he said, that he didn’t mean it like that. My sister who was on the phone with me told me ‘Kevin said pack your stuff, you’re coming back here.’ I was absolutely happy about it. I felt so happy when I left his home, I left his verbal abuse, his narcissism, the blame… I was so happy.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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In 2016 I had my first child, my daughter. The way her father was treating me and only me taking care of my daughter, I was crumbling. I was diagnosed with PPD. I felt so bad because of my thoughts, because I was diagnosed with PPD. After 6 months my doctor diagnosed me with major reoccurring depression. My daughter’s father didn’t take care of our daughter when he woke up, he slept from when he got home till an hour before he needed to leave for work. When I would get so overwhelmed I would get snappy and he would snap at me telling me to lose the attitude. I felt so alone. I was with him for 2 and a half years. Those years were painful. Then, he just left me, just because I asked him what was wrong. Then, a month later, he was with another girl. A girl he worked with, I then later found out he was screwing with her behind my back. Even though it hurt that I found that out, I was happier, he was cause of a major part of my depression. I was relieved from it, I was able to get a job, I was able to afford things for my daughter, I was getting better. I was taking care of myself better.
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mamamurey · 3 years
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I am a mother of three children. I have been a mother since 2016. It has been a crazy 4 years of being a mother.
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