We're leaving for our first family trip together this week. I made this horribly huge list of things we need to take. You'd think that we're going away for a month! I am looking forward to getting away from work and the house for a few days! I started packing tonight, but will have to finish in the morning.
We're not going far...just 1 and 1/2 hours up the road. We're going to Lancaster, PA and plan on visiting a little kids' theme park and we're going on a train ride... both things MG is already excited about. This will give us practice for longer and further trips.
We are hoping to visit TN sometime, but are not looking forward to a 10 hour drive with a toddler and an infant. My family really is bugging us to come, but do not understand how difficult it will be. They haven't met MB yet, either.
One thing that I'm a little nervous about is that I may have to NIP (nurse in public) since we'll be out and about doing different things when MB will get hungry. I've done it a couple of times in public, but it's been in places that I felt comfortable doing it. I really am shy about doing it, but I will if needed. Feeding my baby is much more important than a little embarrassment.
Did you all hear about or see the front cover of the BabyTalk magazine for August? It's a picture of a baby on mommy's breast. I think that it's a beautiful picture. You can tell that baby must be looking right into mommy's eyes. Anyway, there are some people who are very upset by it.
Ah, well. It's past time for me to get to bed! After midnight! Oh no. I just thought of something that I have to do for work before we leave tomorrow. Yuck. I guess I'll have to do it in the morning...too tired now.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Flashback...a Sad One
Warning...this is a little sad, so you don't have to read it! I want to write about this because it kept me up late last night. When I was driving back home with the kids, I noticed a man trying to take his riding lawn mower up a very steep bank. He was having trouble getting it to go, so he kept backing up closer to the road to get up speed to try to get up the bank. I prayed a quick prayer for him, because it looked like an accident waiting to happen.
I was lying in bed trying to sleep, but this earlier thing made me flashback to the day of my dad's death. He was instantly killed when he was trying to drive a tractor up a steep hill and the tractor flipped on him. He was a little younger than I am now when it happened.
The flashback is remembering how I felt when I knew that I'd never see him (in this world) again. I was lying on my bed on my back and kicking the wall above my headboard over and over again. I could hear my younger brother doing the same thing over in his room. It was just so horrible and I was alone. Eventually my grandmother came in to talk to me.
It's weird that something that happened so long ago still brings heartache. I think that the worst thing is that this was a terrible thing for my mom. She was left with three kids (including one under one year of age) to raise alone. She has been through so much. She loved my dad so much and for years kept fresh red roses on his grave during the summers, cut from the rosebush he'd planted for her. She tried going back to school, but had to discontinue that because of lack of money. She also went into a deep depression, and that went on for years. I've had times of getting upset with her over things, but she's one strong person to have been able to raise three children alone. And none of us turned out that bad! She also took care of her dying mother when we were still kids.
Sigh. I don't dwell on this stuff and have come to terms with it, but sometimes something triggers the memories... like the guy trying to drive his mower up the steep bank.
I was lying in bed trying to sleep, but this earlier thing made me flashback to the day of my dad's death. He was instantly killed when he was trying to drive a tractor up a steep hill and the tractor flipped on him. He was a little younger than I am now when it happened.
The flashback is remembering how I felt when I knew that I'd never see him (in this world) again. I was lying on my bed on my back and kicking the wall above my headboard over and over again. I could hear my younger brother doing the same thing over in his room. It was just so horrible and I was alone. Eventually my grandmother came in to talk to me.
It's weird that something that happened so long ago still brings heartache. I think that the worst thing is that this was a terrible thing for my mom. She was left with three kids (including one under one year of age) to raise alone. She has been through so much. She loved my dad so much and for years kept fresh red roses on his grave during the summers, cut from the rosebush he'd planted for her. She tried going back to school, but had to discontinue that because of lack of money. She also went into a deep depression, and that went on for years. I've had times of getting upset with her over things, but she's one strong person to have been able to raise three children alone. And none of us turned out that bad! She also took care of her dying mother when we were still kids.
Sigh. I don't dwell on this stuff and have come to terms with it, but sometimes something triggers the memories... like the guy trying to drive his mower up the steep bank.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Brave Mommy!
I took both kids to the park today for a picnic and play. This is the first time I've done it on my own. I felt pretty brave! We managed to get the baby fed and he was very happy the entire time. The park has a baby swing that he loves. MG was extremely excited and slid down even the biggest slides! She really had a ball playing in the sand and on the swings too. There was one strange encounter with another Mommy from outer space that I have to write about.
There were two Mommies sitting in the pavilion watching their kids playing in the sandbox. I could hear them in a deep discussion about something. I parked my double stroller in a level spot in front of the sandbox so that it wouldn't roll away while I got MB out and put him on a blanket nearby. Meanwhile, MG was already playing when I heard weird Mommy yelling at someone to "Move over! Move over!" Well, I didn't realize that she was yelling at me! Next, she was running past me and to the sandbox to get onto my daughter for throwing sand. I didn't see it happen, so I asked what did MG just do? Alien Mommy said "Oh she was just tossing lots of sand up into the air." Interesting. Then I saw MG taking a small shovel of sand and flip it up in the air. Ok, not SO horrible. I did take her aside and explain that flipping sand could hurt someone or get into their eyes and not to flip sand up into the air. I am glad that she wasn't throwing it at anyone on purpose.
Even though I was ticked off at this Mommy for being quite weird, I think I handled things ok. The sand thing wasn't what got me so irritated though. It was that I realized that she had been yelling at me for having my stroller in her line of vision! It's too bad that she wanted to sit up there and gossip instead of moving closer to watch her kids or interact with them.Oh well! I did move my stroller even though she didn't ask me nicely. I have actually seen this mother at the park several times, so I guess I may have to look forward to more encounters. What fun!
We did have a wonderful time despite this. MG was very sweet to the younger children on the slides. One little boy was scared to go down a double slide, so she went down it with him several times. It was very sweet. She's definitely showing off her big sister skills! This same little boy lost his shoe on the slide. MG ran over and retrieved it for him and was trying to put it on his foot. Very cute!
Since we haven't been to the park in a long time, MG pitched a terrible temper tantrum when trying to leave. I tried to reason with her when she threw herself into the floor of our car and wouldn't get up. I had to wrestle her into the seat and buckle her in after failing at reasoning with her for ten minutes. She was ok once she got cooled off in the airconditioning and had a drink. Then we came home and I had to carry her sleeping and she slept through me changing her diaper and washing her off. Then she woke up and wouldn't sleep during her nap.
When I finally went in to get her up from her "nap", I found that there was a ST (Stinkin Turd) in the middle of the floor. I asked "How did that get there?" because I thought that it may have been one of the cats! She said "I pull out and throw!" I hesitated and looked at it, and she yelled out in delight "Mom's a chicken! Cock-a-doo! Cock-a-doo!" Remind me to tell her about this when she's a teenager.
Sigh. I'm so tired! I needed a nap, too, after all of that!
There were two Mommies sitting in the pavilion watching their kids playing in the sandbox. I could hear them in a deep discussion about something. I parked my double stroller in a level spot in front of the sandbox so that it wouldn't roll away while I got MB out and put him on a blanket nearby. Meanwhile, MG was already playing when I heard weird Mommy yelling at someone to "Move over! Move over!" Well, I didn't realize that she was yelling at me! Next, she was running past me and to the sandbox to get onto my daughter for throwing sand. I didn't see it happen, so I asked what did MG just do? Alien Mommy said "Oh she was just tossing lots of sand up into the air." Interesting. Then I saw MG taking a small shovel of sand and flip it up in the air. Ok, not SO horrible. I did take her aside and explain that flipping sand could hurt someone or get into their eyes and not to flip sand up into the air. I am glad that she wasn't throwing it at anyone on purpose.
Even though I was ticked off at this Mommy for being quite weird, I think I handled things ok. The sand thing wasn't what got me so irritated though. It was that I realized that she had been yelling at me for having my stroller in her line of vision! It's too bad that she wanted to sit up there and gossip instead of moving closer to watch her kids or interact with them.Oh well! I did move my stroller even though she didn't ask me nicely. I have actually seen this mother at the park several times, so I guess I may have to look forward to more encounters. What fun!
We did have a wonderful time despite this. MG was very sweet to the younger children on the slides. One little boy was scared to go down a double slide, so she went down it with him several times. It was very sweet. She's definitely showing off her big sister skills! This same little boy lost his shoe on the slide. MG ran over and retrieved it for him and was trying to put it on his foot. Very cute!
Since we haven't been to the park in a long time, MG pitched a terrible temper tantrum when trying to leave. I tried to reason with her when she threw herself into the floor of our car and wouldn't get up. I had to wrestle her into the seat and buckle her in after failing at reasoning with her for ten minutes. She was ok once she got cooled off in the airconditioning and had a drink. Then we came home and I had to carry her sleeping and she slept through me changing her diaper and washing her off. Then she woke up and wouldn't sleep during her nap.
When I finally went in to get her up from her "nap", I found that there was a ST (Stinkin Turd) in the middle of the floor. I asked "How did that get there?" because I thought that it may have been one of the cats! She said "I pull out and throw!" I hesitated and looked at it, and she yelled out in delight "Mom's a chicken! Cock-a-doo! Cock-a-doo!" Remind me to tell her about this when she's a teenager.
Sigh. I'm so tired! I needed a nap, too, after all of that!
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
We are the Chunk Muffins
Not only do I have to worry about my chunkiness, now I'm concerned about Mr. Chunk Muffin himself. At Metalboy's six month check-up today, we found out that he weighs just under 23 pounds!!!!!! That's quite big for his age. He's very adorable in all his chubbiness, but I don't want him to have weight problems later on. I do think that he'll thin out some once he gets mobile. His regular doctor has said not to be concerned about it, but we saw the Nurse practitioner today who thinks that we're feeding him too much.
We're having a heat wave right now. It feels pretty unbearable outside. I filled up Metalgirl's paddling pool last evening when it finally cooled down and got shady. She played in her pool and ate popsicles. She also got her first set of wheels over the weekend.... a shiny new red tricycle. She loves it and is trying to figure out the pedals. She grabbed her toy monkey, hopped on her trike, and said "Goin to the zoo!" and she drove over to the door and was trying to get out. Later she was riding around saying "I a big girl!" and "Thank you Daddy!" She's so funny.
I'm looking forward to our vacation coming up in a few weeks. I really feel the need to escape and get away from work. I've started feeling a bit burnt out. We're having some problems at work that's affecting my schedule, and that's getting old fast.
I'd better go now. Sorry my blogs are a little blah!!
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Battle of the Pudge
I think that one of the hardest things to deal with after having two babies is my flabby body and new aches and pains. I really try to avoid looking in the mirror except to fix my hair and makeup, and to make sure I don't have my shirt on backwards or something-which does happen sometimes. It's just proving to be hard to lose weight as easily as it used to be. I've never had much of a weight problem till now, so it's a little depressing.
Other than the pudginess issue, I'm really feeling happy. We had a fun July 4th day off from work. It was great to spend time MetalMark, Metalgirl and Metalboy. We stayed home and relaxed, and I think that was the best way we could have spent the day.
Other than the pudginess issue, I'm really feeling happy. We had a fun July 4th day off from work. It was great to spend time MetalMark, Metalgirl and Metalboy. We stayed home and relaxed, and I think that was the best way we could have spent the day.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Rain Drops Falling on My Head
We're getting some much needed rain here in the Mid-Atlantic, but UGH! Unfortunately the gloomy weather really affects my mood. I still feel like I have to fight off the depression. I really hate it. Sometimes it catches me off guard. I have to always stay prepared to fend it off .
I've been trying to locate a sandbox for our toddler. I've called around to every store in the county that I can think of, but so far no one has any in stock! It's been a little frustrating. Ordering one online sounds easy, but the shipping charges are insane! I'm going to call Toys-R-Us tomorrow to see if they have any left in stock.
I made puppets with Metalgirl today. I was getting ready to draw a circle for a frog head onto green construction paper. She grabbed the pencil from my hand and drew the circle herself! I thought that was pretty good for a two year old! I have to brag on her. She's very artistic and loves it when we make things. Sometimes she will go running to the table saying "Make! Make! Make!"
Well, it's after midnight now so I'd better go to sleep. I know that I will sleep better now after having this time to write. Have a good night!
I've been trying to locate a sandbox for our toddler. I've called around to every store in the county that I can think of, but so far no one has any in stock! It's been a little frustrating. Ordering one online sounds easy, but the shipping charges are insane! I'm going to call Toys-R-Us tomorrow to see if they have any left in stock.
I made puppets with Metalgirl today. I was getting ready to draw a circle for a frog head onto green construction paper. She grabbed the pencil from my hand and drew the circle herself! I thought that was pretty good for a two year old! I have to brag on her. She's very artistic and loves it when we make things. Sometimes she will go running to the table saying "Make! Make! Make!"
Well, it's after midnight now so I'd better go to sleep. I know that I will sleep better now after having this time to write. Have a good night!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Successful Outing
I took the kids to a puppet show at the library today. They both did so well, and I was surprised that even the baby enjoyed it! He was grinning and laughing. It also made me feel better to get out, especially since it turned out so well. There was a little boy who was about four years old who wanted to talk to the baby. He started to pat him on the head, but stopped himself and said "Is he nice?" I thought that was so funny...it was like when you start to pet a strange dog but stop short and say "Does he bite?"
This evening at bedtime, Metalgirl pretended to read to Metalboy. It was very sweet. She turned the book around as she "read" it so that he could see it. I thought that was pretty neat. She has also suddenly taken an interest in one of her baby dolls! He's a boy baby doll, so she must associate it with Metalboy. It also happens to be the cheapest dolly that I've bought for her!
It was wonderful to have such a happy day. I had been a little depressed over the eye-poking temper tantrum throwing episodes of recent days. Today was much better.
This evening at bedtime, Metalgirl pretended to read to Metalboy. It was very sweet. She turned the book around as she "read" it so that he could see it. I thought that was pretty neat. She has also suddenly taken an interest in one of her baby dolls! He's a boy baby doll, so she must associate it with Metalboy. It also happens to be the cheapest dolly that I've bought for her!
It was wonderful to have such a happy day. I had been a little depressed over the eye-poking temper tantrum throwing episodes of recent days. Today was much better.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Happy Father's Day
Watching Mark take care of and interact with our children has really made me realize how important a good father is. He is a wonderful teacher and role model. Sometimes I know that I take him for granted, and I shouldn't. Especially since I know what it was like to grow up without a father.
I do have some cherished memories of my dad. He died in an accident when I was 7 years old. He was a fun daddy who let me help him plant vegetables in the garden, put together a swing set for me and helped me learn how to tell time. I also remember that he loved watching wrestling on TV. My mom used to say, "Why are you watching that awful stuff" and he would say "There's nothing else on!"
I also have nice memories of my grandfather. (My dad's dad!) He kind of stood in as a father after my dad died. I especially grew close to him after college when I lived with my grandparents for a couple of years. I sure miss him!
I'm especially blessed to have such a caring and sweet father-in-law. He is just wonderful. He loves his grandchildren, and he always stops in to help us in so many ways. Mark is just like him in that he loves children and has a caring and gentle nature.
Happy Father's Day to all you wonderful fathers out there! I truly appreciate the fathers in my family. Thank you for all that you do and for being such a good role model to our kids. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
I do have some cherished memories of my dad. He died in an accident when I was 7 years old. He was a fun daddy who let me help him plant vegetables in the garden, put together a swing set for me and helped me learn how to tell time. I also remember that he loved watching wrestling on TV. My mom used to say, "Why are you watching that awful stuff" and he would say "There's nothing else on!"
I also have nice memories of my grandfather. (My dad's dad!) He kind of stood in as a father after my dad died. I especially grew close to him after college when I lived with my grandparents for a couple of years. I sure miss him!
I'm especially blessed to have such a caring and sweet father-in-law. He is just wonderful. He loves his grandchildren, and he always stops in to help us in so many ways. Mark is just like him in that he loves children and has a caring and gentle nature.
Happy Father's Day to all you wonderful fathers out there! I truly appreciate the fathers in my family. Thank you for all that you do and for being such a good role model to our kids. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Terrible Twos and Boredom
We're working on helping our toddler be nicer to her brother. I'm also going to keep her nails very short! It has been such a rough week with her. I think that she needs more active play outside, so we're going to find a sandbox and possibly a playhouse or slide for her.
I had to go to Wal-mart today, and it was pretty stinky. Little Miss "I want to walk by myself" kept trying to pull away from me in the parking lot on the way out. I'm so sick of Wal-mart anyway, so I'm going to avoid it for a while. One of the cashiers was a little fussy with us because of my toddler grabbing everything. I told her that it was no easy thing shopping with an infant and a toddler.
I really want my kids to be happy. It just hurt so bad to think that something I did may be causing her to want to hurt the baby. I want to make sure that she gets enough attention and doesn't feel that she needs to compete with him. I love her so much.
I had to go to Wal-mart today, and it was pretty stinky. Little Miss "I want to walk by myself" kept trying to pull away from me in the parking lot on the way out. I'm so sick of Wal-mart anyway, so I'm going to avoid it for a while. One of the cashiers was a little fussy with us because of my toddler grabbing everything. I told her that it was no easy thing shopping with an infant and a toddler.
I really want my kids to be happy. It just hurt so bad to think that something I did may be causing her to want to hurt the baby. I want to make sure that she gets enough attention and doesn't feel that she needs to compete with him. I love her so much.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Sad
My toddler scratched the baby's face again today. It was near his eye again. I'm going to take a vacation from writing here until I can get this straightened out. It's very upsetting.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Don't Poke Your Brother in the Eye
Yes, this unfortunate event actually happened twice today. "Jelly Bean" decided to do this out of the blue while I was cooking supper and had the baby in the kitchen beside me. JB had been good to him all day, so I was shocked when she went up to baby and poked him near the eye, slightly scratching his eyelid. She would not take a nap earlier, so I immediately put her in her bed to rest. Sometimes she acts up when she's really tired. I also did not realize that she did it on purpose.
She did the same thing later. It happened so quickly and then she tried to pretend that she didn't do anything! She made his eyelid bleed this time. We put her in time out and you would have thought by her yelling and crying that we had done something much worse. She said that she was sorry and was nice to the baby the remainder of the night.
Needless to say, I am deeply disturbed that this happened. We're lucky that she did not scratch the baby's eyeball. I tried to think of anything that would have caused her to act out for attention. I did extra things with her today, so I don't think that's it. It must simply be that she was tired and really needed that nap. I'm just going to have to insist on that nap every day even if she's lying there awake for an hour. She needs a time of rest every day no matter what.
I've cried about this today because it upsets me that she would deliberately hurt her baby brother. She's only two though, and must not completely understand. I had just been bragging about how sweet she has been to him lately... always giving him kisses when he's upset or bringing him a blanket or toys. She is very sweet with him the majority of the time, so I was really taken off guard with what happened today. Sigh.
She did the same thing later. It happened so quickly and then she tried to pretend that she didn't do anything! She made his eyelid bleed this time. We put her in time out and you would have thought by her yelling and crying that we had done something much worse. She said that she was sorry and was nice to the baby the remainder of the night.
Needless to say, I am deeply disturbed that this happened. We're lucky that she did not scratch the baby's eyeball. I tried to think of anything that would have caused her to act out for attention. I did extra things with her today, so I don't think that's it. It must simply be that she was tired and really needed that nap. I'm just going to have to insist on that nap every day even if she's lying there awake for an hour. She needs a time of rest every day no matter what.
I've cried about this today because it upsets me that she would deliberately hurt her baby brother. She's only two though, and must not completely understand. I had just been bragging about how sweet she has been to him lately... always giving him kisses when he's upset or bringing him a blanket or toys. She is very sweet with him the majority of the time, so I was really taken off guard with what happened today. Sigh.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Moms-a-butt
I was trying to use my pump this morning and discovered that it needs new batteries. Before I thought about it, I said "What a pain in the butt". My toddler heard me and went running through the room singing loudly "Mom's-a-butt! Mom's-a-butt! Mom's-a-butt!" over and over again. I couldn't help it and had to laugh. It was especially funny because she doesn't know what the word means.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Yayee...the Screech of a Teething Baby
Poor unhappy bumpkin is teething big time. It must have hit him full force today. He has been screaming and biting anything that comes near his mouth, so it sounds like this "Yayee!Yayee!Yayee!Yayee!!!!" but much worse. It's giving me a HUGE headache, but it must be really hurting him. I'm taking a break from it right now. Somehow MM has gotten him to calm down, so I'm going to lie low for a little while. I've given the baby some infant tyenol, so hopefully that'll help. I think that when he was trying to eat, it was making the teething pain hurt worse. So whenever I walk back into the room, it reminds him that he's hungry, so he's not a happy little guy right now. Once the tyenol kicks in, hopefully it won't hurt him so much to eat. I'm thankful for this time alone so this crazy mommy won't get any crazier tonight. MM has just yelled out to me that little teether is sleeping now. Thank you thank you MM!!!
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Breastfeeding in Public
Yesterday, I fed my baby in a public place. It was a new experience for me . I was at the library with both kids. We had stopped by to play with their wonderful wood train set in the children's section. I had asked my toddler where she would like to go, and she had said "kids Toot-toot", and I knew that meant the library.
The kid's corner is semi-private, so I decided to go ahead and feed the baby when he got hungry. That was a much much easier than trying to get them both to the car....especially since my toddler wasn't finished playing. It worked out fine, especially since no one came back there while we were "busy". I did use a blanket to cover up, but the baby kept pulling it off.
I don't mind one bit when I see a Mommy feeding her baby in public. Babies have to eat whether they're breast-fed or bottle-fed. I think that it's a normal, necessary thing and people shouldn't be shocked at someone for doing it.
With my first baby, I did experience some of that negative attitude towards breast feeding. I worked full-time, so I would have to use the pump at work. There was nowhere clean to do that in private, and I was told to pump in the bathroom. Can you imagine? It would be the same as preparing a meal for someone in a public restroom. Pretty disgusting. I did pump in the restroom, but I made sure that my pumping equipment did not touch anything. On the same note, sometimes mothers are expected to feed their baby in a public restroom. Would you like to eat your dinner in a public restroom? Yuck.
It will be interesting to see what you all think of breast feeding in public. I do try to schedule my day so that I'm at home during baby's feeding times, but some days I can't predict it. I'd rather be feeding him on my comfy couch than scrunched up in a corner or in the car. He's been extra hungry lately and eating more frequently.
The kid's corner is semi-private, so I decided to go ahead and feed the baby when he got hungry. That was a much much easier than trying to get them both to the car....especially since my toddler wasn't finished playing. It worked out fine, especially since no one came back there while we were "busy". I did use a blanket to cover up, but the baby kept pulling it off.
I don't mind one bit when I see a Mommy feeding her baby in public. Babies have to eat whether they're breast-fed or bottle-fed. I think that it's a normal, necessary thing and people shouldn't be shocked at someone for doing it.
With my first baby, I did experience some of that negative attitude towards breast feeding. I worked full-time, so I would have to use the pump at work. There was nowhere clean to do that in private, and I was told to pump in the bathroom. Can you imagine? It would be the same as preparing a meal for someone in a public restroom. Pretty disgusting. I did pump in the restroom, but I made sure that my pumping equipment did not touch anything. On the same note, sometimes mothers are expected to feed their baby in a public restroom. Would you like to eat your dinner in a public restroom? Yuck.
It will be interesting to see what you all think of breast feeding in public. I do try to schedule my day so that I'm at home during baby's feeding times, but some days I can't predict it. I'd rather be feeding him on my comfy couch than scrunched up in a corner or in the car. He's been extra hungry lately and eating more frequently.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Freakin Fudgesickles
Unfortunately I have become quite the potty mouth over the past several years. Most people do not know this negative thing about me because it's normally just at home. (Don't you say anything MM!) Sometimes I get so stressed out or upset and a foul word seems to perfectly vent that frustration. But now we have a little girl who repeats everything I say, so I am making a conscious effort to say "nicer" words to replace the bad ones. I know it must be working because when my toddler dropped something today, she said "Oh, shucks". It was very cute. Much cuter than the day that she dropped a stack of dish rags and said "Shit, shit, shit, shit!" (One "shit" for every dish rag).
I've really had to curb the "F" word. I'm very ashamed to say that I do say it sometimes. My Mom would think I was awful if she heard me. I've been turning the "F" word into "Fudgesickles" if I start to say it in front of the kids. So if you hear my toddler talking of fudgesickles, you'll know that she's really mad. Actually, I sometimes say "freakin fudgesickles".
I have to congratulate MM because he does not cuss often. Believe it or not, I'm the guilty one. Although, he is sometimes the one who makes me want to cuss...just kidding!! I am definitely changing that. When I was a kid, I got in trouble for saying "farted" because I heard my dad say it when we were out in the garden. I know that I went into the house and said "Daddy farted". My mom was not happy with my dad for teaching me that. Ah...the days when "fart" was a bad word.
I've really had to curb the "F" word. I'm very ashamed to say that I do say it sometimes. My Mom would think I was awful if she heard me. I've been turning the "F" word into "Fudgesickles" if I start to say it in front of the kids. So if you hear my toddler talking of fudgesickles, you'll know that she's really mad. Actually, I sometimes say "freakin fudgesickles".
I have to congratulate MM because he does not cuss often. Believe it or not, I'm the guilty one. Although, he is sometimes the one who makes me want to cuss...just kidding!! I am definitely changing that. When I was a kid, I got in trouble for saying "farted" because I heard my dad say it when we were out in the garden. I know that I went into the house and said "Daddy farted". My mom was not happy with my dad for teaching me that. Ah...the days when "fart" was a bad word.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Me, Most of the Time
It's hard to read the little notes above, so here it is again... this is me most days!!
Frizzy hair falling out everywhere
Wearing horrible tent-like pink shirt because it's the only one that fits
Bag of stinky diapers
Achy feet
Spit up stain on all shirts
Often carrying a wipey...good for wiping faces, bottoms, spills, baby spit- ups, and myself if I haven't had a shower
Blue jean cropped pants with stretch to suck in my post pregnancy tummy
No time to shave horrible hairy legs
Very attractive, hmmmm???
Friday, May 26, 2006
Thursday, May 25, 2006
The Dumbest Thing
This is the story of the dumbest thing that I've done in my life. I look back at this moment with humor and wanted to share it. This is also the story of my first car wreck.
When I was first out of college, I worked two part time jobs and had a two hour break in-between. While driving to my second job at 2pm, I saw a car coming at me from the right from a parking lot. The driver wasn't stopping! I pushed the gas to try to get out of her way, but she nipped my back bumper and I had to pull over with it dragging behind me.
I got out of the car, but the other driver had backed up into the parking lot and stayed in her car. I was dazed when she told me to get in her car and that she would drive me to the nearest pay phone which was within sight. That way we could call the police. She admitted that it was her fault. She seemed very sweet.
I jumped in the car and my heart sank as she drove past the pay phone and quickly cut over to a side road! I yelled "What are you doing?!!" Just then, she ran off the road and hit a fence on my side. The car went into a ditch with the passenger door pressed into the bank. I had to push her out of the car to climb out myself.
Next, the woman sat down at the side of the road and started smoking a cigarette. The police came and asked me if I knew that the woman was drunk. I was very silly and did not know. The policeman didn't know what to think when I told him the whole story...that a drunk woman wrecked my car and then I jumped in her car and was involved in a second wreck. Pretty unbelievable.
Then the policeman explained that the first wreck had happened just over the county line, so the other county's police had to be summoned as well. It turned into a big fiasco with four policemen from two counties having to sort things out.
The story got a bit crazier when it was discovered that the drunk woman didn't own the car, she was test driving it from a local dealership! And she had a revoked license! The dealership paid me the worth of my junky car, so I was able to use it to help pay for a better one!
Well, whenever I'm feeling low and think I did something dumb, I can always think back to this story and say "Nope, I'll never top that one."
When I was first out of college, I worked two part time jobs and had a two hour break in-between. While driving to my second job at 2pm, I saw a car coming at me from the right from a parking lot. The driver wasn't stopping! I pushed the gas to try to get out of her way, but she nipped my back bumper and I had to pull over with it dragging behind me.
I got out of the car, but the other driver had backed up into the parking lot and stayed in her car. I was dazed when she told me to get in her car and that she would drive me to the nearest pay phone which was within sight. That way we could call the police. She admitted that it was her fault. She seemed very sweet.
I jumped in the car and my heart sank as she drove past the pay phone and quickly cut over to a side road! I yelled "What are you doing?!!" Just then, she ran off the road and hit a fence on my side. The car went into a ditch with the passenger door pressed into the bank. I had to push her out of the car to climb out myself.
Next, the woman sat down at the side of the road and started smoking a cigarette. The police came and asked me if I knew that the woman was drunk. I was very silly and did not know. The policeman didn't know what to think when I told him the whole story...that a drunk woman wrecked my car and then I jumped in her car and was involved in a second wreck. Pretty unbelievable.
Then the policeman explained that the first wreck had happened just over the county line, so the other county's police had to be summoned as well. It turned into a big fiasco with four policemen from two counties having to sort things out.
The story got a bit crazier when it was discovered that the drunk woman didn't own the car, she was test driving it from a local dealership! And she had a revoked license! The dealership paid me the worth of my junky car, so I was able to use it to help pay for a better one!
Well, whenever I'm feeling low and think I did something dumb, I can always think back to this story and say "Nope, I'll never top that one."
Diapering the Cat
One day I'm going to be so frazzled that I will accidentally diaper the cat. There are so many diapers to change anyway...what's one more?Our 2 year old is not interested in the potty yet. She actually used the potty several times the day before her brother was born. Then that was the end of that! I need to come up with a potty plan to try to get her to try it again.
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