My Life As Taz

My Life As Taz…

So who is this Taz I speak of?  I’m not 100% sure.  I’m still try to figure that out for myself.

The name Taz is a name my husband gave me the day he met me, though I didn’t know it at the time.  Without my knowledge he took my cell phone, dialed his own phone, and saved my number as T AZ (Theresa Arizona). This way he wouldn’t forget who’s number he had just stole and his date wouldn’t figure out who’s number it was.  Oh, did I forget to mention my husband was on a date?  That’s a story for another time.

From that day forward I have been Taz.  Now I’m just trying to figure out who Taz is.  I know she’s a Mom, a Wife, Social Media Addict, Website Dork, Reality TV Show junkie, a wannabe fashionita and somewhere in there is the old me screaming to get out.  I struggle daily to remember who I was before my life exploded into babies, husband, mortgages,  home depot visits, play dates and weekend nights at home.

Who do I want Taz to be?  I want her to be it all. The perfect Mom, which will never happen.  The perfect Wife, which will never happen.  The perfect friend, which will never happen.  The perfect Professional, which will never happen.   Hey at least I’m not kidding myself.

This is my journey.  My journey to find the old me while I continue to learn how to be the new me.  Somedays are wins, somedays are big losses, and somedays are just a wash.  I love my life, even when it seems like I’m struggling to figure out how I fit into this new world.