I had my interview live on the radio yesterday with Mel Robbins and it was so much fun! After listening, Casey said, “Wow! You did great! You sounded like a real person!” Coming from anyone but him, that might raise an eyebrow, but I know exactly what he meant. I love you, Baby!
If you’d like to hear it, click here, select the show from Monday, April 11, and skip forward to the 48:00 minute on the timer. Voila.
Mel Robbins is a lifestyle and relationship coach and just talking to her for those short 8 minutes was invigorating; I was full of energy by the time I hung up the phone. She has a great website, with her own blog, and she’s on the air every day both interviewing various personalities and taking calls. The only thing that was not perfect about my interview was my name… I had done all the prep work with her producer via email and I never thought to pronounce my first name for them before I got on the air. Then the ball was rolling and I didn’t get a chance. So she introduced me as “Kristina” but my name really is “Kristjana.” Small potatoes. After all, it’s the blog name people are going to remember. I’ve known people for 10 years who still call me “Kristina” and still others that have always greeted me with “Hey You!” And my university diploma was handed to me with the name “Kristianna.”
So what’s next??
I mean, besides folding the 80 onesies on top of my dryer and changing 8000 diapers and cleaning the purple stuff my dog just vomited on the rug? I guess just that. That is my job after all. And it’s a really good one. It’s maddening, especially when Kenny, Cooper and Charlie have all seemed to synchronize their growth spurts and I swear I fed them each 8 full meals today, and none at the same time. When they all need me right now and they all need me in completely different ways and I feel like a piece of silly putty that’s being pulled in too many different directions.
I don’t really know what’s next. I want to write again. I also want to run a half marathon in June, which I’m training for. And did I mention that we spent the winter living in Arizona for Casey’s work again? This is the third winter we’ve been out there (among other short trips), and let me tell you, with 3 kids it was a whole different ball game. We had 6 suitcases with us on the plane and shipped another dozen boxes there and back. And Dudley was driven out for us by my parents in their luxury RV and flew home on a charter jet. I’m totally not joking. Go google “Pet Airways.” We’ve only been home for 10 days or so and I’m just now feeling like we’re settling back in. It’s been chilly and rainy almost every day since we’ve been home, so it’s been a tough transition. But we made it! Now if only I could get that last box to unpack itself…