1. I don't know what's wrong with my kids..waking up at 3am and not going back to sleep until 5am.
2. Big girl is having group picture day at school today. Shes been bugging me NON STOP about can she wear a beautiful dress with sparkles and hose and beautiful shoes since she came home from school yesterday. My ears are starting to bleed.
3. I have a voice today! YIPPEE
4. After this I will shower, get dressed, and be productive..I'd really like to just crawl in bed though.
5. I'm really tired of finding everybodies dirty socks on the floor..all balled up. For the love of everything that is Holy..Put it in the freakin hamper!!
6. I have way too many gripes today and it's only barely 8am. Apparently all the gripes I had while sick and couldn't articulate are now being articulated.
7. My tenants weasled their way out of their lease because they found new people to lease the place.. apparently the "ghosts" were too much for them.
8. Hubs and I are still having "The Great Carseat And Stroller Debate" I think it's likely that this child may not have a carseat when he's born.
9. FYI, Babies R Us cranks up the heat in the stroller/carseat section when you've been standing there debating for too long, then promptly turns off the air all together until you feel like you're smothering.
10. I will shower now.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Manic Monday
Laryngitis..day 2 ... Cleaning, laundry, school for big girl, her homework that we put off all weekend, volunteer work... oh yah, one of those days!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Complicated
I don't know what my deal is lately. I'm in a funk. I'm moody, I'm irritated, I'm tired. I'm tired of being asked 50 times what a badger looks like. I'm tired of the nightly bedtime routine, I'm tired of cooking dinner night after night. I'm tired of sweeping crumbs off the floor, I'm tired of living in this cramped apartment that we pay too much for, I'm tired of hubs getting up at 4:45am everyday. I'm tired of feeling like we never have enough money, time, or energy. I'm tired of playing 20 questions with the big one whenever we go somewhere, where are we going? what are we doing? why? well why? are we doing this? How long until we are there? Tired of telling the girls to do things 50 times.
I guess I am just tired of the daily grind. I'm tired of fighting with the girls every. single. night to go to sleep. If I don't stay on top of stuff nothing gets done, nobody gets to bed on time, nobody gets their teeth brushed, nobody cleans up after themselves. It all falls squarely on MY shoulders.
I just don't know what my problem is. Yes, I'm pregnant and that may be some to do with it but I was also pregnant AND took care of one child by myself for 6 months straight and don't remember feeling like this.
Even a mini vacation doesn't sound appealing. I have no desire to pack my crap and all the kids crap and then deal with them not sleeping because they don't adjust well to new places. Sitting in a hotel room with two wild, loud kids who don't want to sleep sounds more like torture. I'd rather just stay home. I'm tired of trying to figure out what my 3 year old is saying day after day after day.
I don't even necessarily want to go anywhere -without- them (Not an option in the first place) because I KNOW I will miss them and be bored or feel guilty that I'm not there.. I really DO miss them when I'm not with them and all I think about is being with them. So I'm not sure what I want.
Maybe I'm just wanting things to be easy and uncomplicated, which, at the moment, nothing in my life is. I'm in a cramped apartment that's too expensive, a town I haven't adjusted to, pregnant, running all over the place day after day, major life changes are happening soon, we're moving, dont know where, no jobs lined up, at this point nowhere to go. It's not an option to just go and see what happens..maybe if it were just hubs and I we could pull that off but we will have 3 mouths to feed. There's no 'winging it'
I have the most beautiful, funny, kids. I have a husband who jumps through hoops to make me happy and show me he loves me. I'm pregnant with a beautiful baby boy who I cannot WAIT to meet..My family is healthy and happy and yet I'm just....Tired.
I guess I am just tired of the daily grind. I'm tired of fighting with the girls every. single. night to go to sleep. If I don't stay on top of stuff nothing gets done, nobody gets to bed on time, nobody gets their teeth brushed, nobody cleans up after themselves. It all falls squarely on MY shoulders.
I just don't know what my problem is. Yes, I'm pregnant and that may be some to do with it but I was also pregnant AND took care of one child by myself for 6 months straight and don't remember feeling like this.
Even a mini vacation doesn't sound appealing. I have no desire to pack my crap and all the kids crap and then deal with them not sleeping because they don't adjust well to new places. Sitting in a hotel room with two wild, loud kids who don't want to sleep sounds more like torture. I'd rather just stay home. I'm tired of trying to figure out what my 3 year old is saying day after day after day.
I don't even necessarily want to go anywhere -without- them (Not an option in the first place) because I KNOW I will miss them and be bored or feel guilty that I'm not there.. I really DO miss them when I'm not with them and all I think about is being with them. So I'm not sure what I want.
Maybe I'm just wanting things to be easy and uncomplicated, which, at the moment, nothing in my life is. I'm in a cramped apartment that's too expensive, a town I haven't adjusted to, pregnant, running all over the place day after day, major life changes are happening soon, we're moving, dont know where, no jobs lined up, at this point nowhere to go. It's not an option to just go and see what happens..maybe if it were just hubs and I we could pull that off but we will have 3 mouths to feed. There's no 'winging it'
I have the most beautiful, funny, kids. I have a husband who jumps through hoops to make me happy and show me he loves me. I'm pregnant with a beautiful baby boy who I cannot WAIT to meet..My family is healthy and happy and yet I'm just....Tired.
Friday, January 27, 2012
The Long Haired Boy
The Military has done a doozy on my children. All they have seen is clean shaven, short haired men. So, to them, that's what men look like. When they see my dad, who has a mustache, it's sooo exciting and silly to them as they don't see that too often.
Big girl rides the bus and there is a boy with long hair. We have no problems with boys/men with long hair; my husband had long hair before the Army, my father-in-law had long hair and I will, most likely, try the long hair thing on my son. It probably won't last long as I already have 2 heads of long hair to comb, but I'll probably try it out. I am still sad to this day that hubs cut his hair short before we got together and I didn't have the chance to run my hands through his hair. I'm also still bitter he didn't ask me to the prom, even though he knew me at the time..but that's another story for another day.
Anyways, We were discussing this certain boy and big girl says "____ isn't a boy! _______ is a GIRL!" We tried to convince her that this boy -was- in fact a boy but she wouldn't believe us because "he has long hair" We tried and tried for days to convince her that he was a boy and "no, please don't go ask him, just trust us" She still didn't believe us. Nothing we said could convince her.
Just the other day she gets off the bus and is SO happy and bounces up to us and says "MOOM!! _____________ really IS a boy!!!!!!" I didn't think too much of it until today
.................. I wonder what convinced her of this and will I be getting a call from this boys mom.
Big girl rides the bus and there is a boy with long hair. We have no problems with boys/men with long hair; my husband had long hair before the Army, my father-in-law had long hair and I will, most likely, try the long hair thing on my son. It probably won't last long as I already have 2 heads of long hair to comb, but I'll probably try it out. I am still sad to this day that hubs cut his hair short before we got together and I didn't have the chance to run my hands through his hair. I'm also still bitter he didn't ask me to the prom, even though he knew me at the time..but that's another story for another day.
Anyways, We were discussing this certain boy and big girl says "____ isn't a boy! _______ is a GIRL!" We tried to convince her that this boy -was- in fact a boy but she wouldn't believe us because "he has long hair" We tried and tried for days to convince her that he was a boy and "no, please don't go ask him, just trust us" She still didn't believe us. Nothing we said could convince her.
Just the other day she gets off the bus and is SO happy and bounces up to us and says "MOOM!! _____________ really IS a boy!!!!!!" I didn't think too much of it until today
.................. I wonder what convinced her of this and will I be getting a call from this boys mom.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Nobody In This House Realizes.................
Nobody in this house realizes:
~That when I say "I have to pee" it means MOVE IT..I. HAVE. TO. PEE
~That it's really hard to get up off the couch at this stage in pregnancy..especially when I have just sat down
~That after so much whining I want to stick a fork in my eye
~That I really hate the hours between 430-730pm
~That this 4 yr old attitude is going to drive me insane
~Your child WILL bring home crap from school..it's your job as a parent to nip it. If they don't bring it home from school it'll be church, daycare, or the park. Regardless, they will bring home crap.. and ya gotta deal with it.
~I have zero tolerance for drama. Girls are dramatic. I don't play into it. Start drama with your sister, go to your room because I don't wanna see it.
~ That I hear the phrase "nobody loves me anymore" numerous times a day whenever a certain girl is in trouble and being sent to her room. She does it for attention.
~That God knew I could NOT deal with another girl in this house.
~The best piece of parenting advise I got from my Mother in law. "It's OKAY to stick them in their crib (or room) and let them cry" seriously..best piece of advice I've gotten. It gives them time to 'get over' themselves and deal with whatever drama they are having.
~That when I say "I have to pee" it means MOVE IT..I. HAVE. TO. PEE
~That it's really hard to get up off the couch at this stage in pregnancy..especially when I have just sat down
~That after so much whining I want to stick a fork in my eye
~That I really hate the hours between 430-730pm
~That this 4 yr old attitude is going to drive me insane
~Your child WILL bring home crap from school..it's your job as a parent to nip it. If they don't bring it home from school it'll be church, daycare, or the park. Regardless, they will bring home crap.. and ya gotta deal with it.
~I have zero tolerance for drama. Girls are dramatic. I don't play into it. Start drama with your sister, go to your room because I don't wanna see it.
~ That I hear the phrase "nobody loves me anymore" numerous times a day whenever a certain girl is in trouble and being sent to her room. She does it for attention.
~That God knew I could NOT deal with another girl in this house.
~The best piece of parenting advise I got from my Mother in law. "It's OKAY to stick them in their crib (or room) and let them cry" seriously..best piece of advice I've gotten. It gives them time to 'get over' themselves and deal with whatever drama they are having.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
I'm gonna take a sick day......
Oh wait..Nevermind. I'm a mom. Sick days don't happen. I don't get sick very often but I woke up this morning dealing with a cold. If I weren't sick it wouldn't be that big of a deal, but I am, and I can't take anything.
So not only do I not get a day of rest and recoup, I get extra duty. Had to be up at 6 to get the kids to daycare by 7 to go to an appt with hubs, left there at 930 to pick up 2 very food schmeared kids, bring them home, make 2 lunches, change their clothes and leave for the bus stop 30 minutes later.
The only upside was that big girl did nap which means I got a chance to lay down... Now, the downside.... it was not a restful nap because certain people in this complex like taking their kids right outside my window to play. The icing on the cake was waking up feeling worse than I went to "sleep"
Pick up big girl and referee their fights while laying in bed, waiting on that glorious moment when hubs promised he'd be home on time, would care of the kids, me, AND make dinner. And wouldn't ya know it......... today is the one day he's working late. Still not home. Luckily I didn't listen to the "I'll cook dinner" part and fed the kids, or else they'd still be waiting.
My delima now.. They really need a bath and it's 6:30. Bedtime is in an hour and I don't anticipate hubs will be home in time to do it. Soooo I gotta take my dizzy, coughy, runny noseish, headachy, tired self and give them a bath or skip it and pray I somehow have time to do it tomorrow.
Moms should get sick days. I REALLY need a sick day. Or a nanny. Or both... Because this blows.
So not only do I not get a day of rest and recoup, I get extra duty. Had to be up at 6 to get the kids to daycare by 7 to go to an appt with hubs, left there at 930 to pick up 2 very food schmeared kids, bring them home, make 2 lunches, change their clothes and leave for the bus stop 30 minutes later.
The only upside was that big girl did nap which means I got a chance to lay down... Now, the downside.... it was not a restful nap because certain people in this complex like taking their kids right outside my window to play. The icing on the cake was waking up feeling worse than I went to "sleep"
Pick up big girl and referee their fights while laying in bed, waiting on that glorious moment when hubs promised he'd be home on time, would care of the kids, me, AND make dinner. And wouldn't ya know it......... today is the one day he's working late. Still not home. Luckily I didn't listen to the "I'll cook dinner" part and fed the kids, or else they'd still be waiting.
My delima now.. They really need a bath and it's 6:30. Bedtime is in an hour and I don't anticipate hubs will be home in time to do it. Soooo I gotta take my dizzy, coughy, runny noseish, headachy, tired self and give them a bath or skip it and pray I somehow have time to do it tomorrow.
Moms should get sick days. I REALLY need a sick day. Or a nanny. Or both... Because this blows.
Tuesday's 10
1. We've started working on our taxes..Normally I love taxes but because of our rental this year the whole process gives me heartburn. Really hoping having a rental won't affect us much :P
2. I'm 25wks. I'm tired, out of breath, always hungry, and the only comfortable position is laying in bed. Should I not still be all glowy?
3. Im also down to only 2 pairs of comfortable pants..neither of those are presentable material (ie: jeans, dress pants..normal clothes)
4. The girls haven't missed one sticker on the Clean Plate Club. Chores, however, are another story.
5. Anyone know of any nice 2nd Hand Baby shops in the El paso area?
6. I'm thinking meatloaf for dinner..........
7. Another busy week
8. there's way too much whining in this house
9. Got another sneak peek of our little man. Hubs was all excited because it looked like he was flexing and would be a hulk. I informed him that lil man can be whatever hulk he wants to be, after he comes out. I have a 7lb weight limit.
10. Those of you praying for a nice, sturdy, BIG boy can REALLY stop. He can come out small and then grow to whatever size he pleases. We already have 'big man' genes on both sides of the family...I don't need prayers about that too!
2. I'm 25wks. I'm tired, out of breath, always hungry, and the only comfortable position is laying in bed. Should I not still be all glowy?
3. Im also down to only 2 pairs of comfortable pants..neither of those are presentable material (ie: jeans, dress pants..normal clothes)
4. The girls haven't missed one sticker on the Clean Plate Club. Chores, however, are another story.
5. Anyone know of any nice 2nd Hand Baby shops in the El paso area?
6. I'm thinking meatloaf for dinner..........
7. Another busy week
8. there's way too much whining in this house
9. Got another sneak peek of our little man. Hubs was all excited because it looked like he was flexing and would be a hulk. I informed him that lil man can be whatever hulk he wants to be, after he comes out. I have a 7lb weight limit.
10. Those of you praying for a nice, sturdy, BIG boy can REALLY stop. He can come out small and then grow to whatever size he pleases. We already have 'big man' genes on both sides of the family...I don't need prayers about that too!
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