So after a gall bladder surgery( me), and a tonsillectomy ( the 5 yr old) I've found 5 min to get back here. Currently it's 2 days after Christmas the house still looks like Santa workshop the kids have stopped playing nice, and I'm exhausted. So here's a brief recap how holidays work in my family. Multiple family gatherings in 2 days, broken toys, broken souls, and sicknesses. This year the gatherings only had a few minor tears, the kids were only mildly disappointed with clothing and gift cards, and the food was fantastic. Luckily the sick person this year was the Hubby so he was left to himself so I didn't have to miss anything to tend to a sick child. The Broken soul came in the form of a broken helicopter and a drone that gave new meaning to the term "Gone in 60 Seconds". After over an hour if searching in a rain storm we gave up the plight, and called it lost. I now only have 6 more days to entertain my kids, hoping for a trip to see some light displays tomorrow and maybe some sledding yet. Wish me luck as I try to keep my sanity and keep both small people alive.
Happy New year.
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
The Final Stretch
We have entered the final stretch of summer! The last 30 days until school resumes and life goes back to, Normal? I always dread this last month. I try to cram in as much stuff with the family as possible but it seems everyone else does too, so weekends are packed with reunions, weddings, and short trips, given there are only 4 weekends that means I'm running in circles, and I don't like to run.
I won't say we did nothing for the beginning of summer, we did, we went to the zoo twice, splash pads, swimming pool etc. We also had baseball, a lot of baseball! we enjoyed a couple of movies, and just some random trips to the park for picnics..and BASEBALL!! We also bought chickens, so we now have four feathered friends residing in our back yard. You know, for eggs, so I can get them cheaper, even though it costs way more to feed them than I save in not buying eggs. It is however, worth it for the better eggs and the kids to have some responsibility of taking care of them, Ha Ha Ha. The responsibility of watching me take care of them? Maybe they will learn by watching, my kids are visual learners after all.
The hardest part of the end of summer is getting back into the groove of things, early mornings, early bed time, better eating, better time management, and that's just Me! I don't even bother with the kids until the week before school starts. The craziness will consume me eventually and I will snap! It is OK it happens every year and my kids and husband have gotten very used to Frenzy Mom that shows up about the 25th of August and remains until about mid September. I look and feel like I'm living in a tornado of sorts, not sure how to juggle all the things I have to do. I will apologize now to my kids for packing the car keys in their lunch box while starting the car with a green bean.
Just know Mommy Loves you and it will get better.....Until Christmas vacation!
I won't say we did nothing for the beginning of summer, we did, we went to the zoo twice, splash pads, swimming pool etc. We also had baseball, a lot of baseball! we enjoyed a couple of movies, and just some random trips to the park for picnics..and BASEBALL!! We also bought chickens, so we now have four feathered friends residing in our back yard. You know, for eggs, so I can get them cheaper, even though it costs way more to feed them than I save in not buying eggs. It is however, worth it for the better eggs and the kids to have some responsibility of taking care of them, Ha Ha Ha. The responsibility of watching me take care of them? Maybe they will learn by watching, my kids are visual learners after all.
The hardest part of the end of summer is getting back into the groove of things, early mornings, early bed time, better eating, better time management, and that's just Me! I don't even bother with the kids until the week before school starts. The craziness will consume me eventually and I will snap! It is OK it happens every year and my kids and husband have gotten very used to Frenzy Mom that shows up about the 25th of August and remains until about mid September. I look and feel like I'm living in a tornado of sorts, not sure how to juggle all the things I have to do. I will apologize now to my kids for packing the car keys in their lunch box while starting the car with a green bean.
Just know Mommy Loves you and it will get better.....Until Christmas vacation!
Friday, July 1, 2016
The Hubby
I know many of us think of our husbands as giant man children who can barely function without our help, but mine is different, he a giant man child who could totally function without me. He would live off protein shakes, salads, and fiber bars, but he would have clean clothes and a good job. I'm sure the kids would be OK, pizza and chips every night would suit them just fine.
I kid, I kid, my husband does actually work very hard so I don't have too ( at least that's the misguided interpretation of being a stay at home mom in the summer time). He works 40 hours a week, sometimes more, plus does a few projects for people in the summer to help off set me not getting a paycheck in the summer. He loves weekends with our kids, usually only for about 1 day of it until he realizes that it's a lot of senseless drama between a 4 and 9 year old. He tries to keep them occupied, but that usually means I keep them occupied so he doesn't go crazy with their antics. We really do appreciate all he does for us, and how hard he works for us so we can spend time together arguing and disagreeing on where to stop for ice cream during our road trips.
If I had to pick anyone else to take a road trip with me and my two crazies it would be Shemar Moore, but since he's busy being famous and not having one single clue who I am I guess my husband will do. I don't tell him enough how much I appreciate him, mostly because I'm too busy scraping gum off the floor, or running a kid to some practice, or doing laundry, dishes, or cleaning a turtle tank to have the time to tell him. I do hope he knows the words are unspoken, because honestly if the kids are sleeping I'm not risking saying one word for utter fear that they will wake up!
We Love You and we appreciate you more than you will ever know!
I kid, I kid, my husband does actually work very hard so I don't have too ( at least that's the misguided interpretation of being a stay at home mom in the summer time). He works 40 hours a week, sometimes more, plus does a few projects for people in the summer to help off set me not getting a paycheck in the summer. He loves weekends with our kids, usually only for about 1 day of it until he realizes that it's a lot of senseless drama between a 4 and 9 year old. He tries to keep them occupied, but that usually means I keep them occupied so he doesn't go crazy with their antics. We really do appreciate all he does for us, and how hard he works for us so we can spend time together arguing and disagreeing on where to stop for ice cream during our road trips.
If I had to pick anyone else to take a road trip with me and my two crazies it would be Shemar Moore, but since he's busy being famous and not having one single clue who I am I guess my husband will do. I don't tell him enough how much I appreciate him, mostly because I'm too busy scraping gum off the floor, or running a kid to some practice, or doing laundry, dishes, or cleaning a turtle tank to have the time to tell him. I do hope he knows the words are unspoken, because honestly if the kids are sleeping I'm not risking saying one word for utter fear that they will wake up!
We Love You and we appreciate you more than you will ever know!
Wednesday, June 8, 2016
Summer is here
It's official, summer is happening! Am I happy about this? Kind of, kind of not? It up in the air yet, it's early. What I do know is this is the time of year, where all parents are judged and are judging. Who's kid is left home alone? who's 15 yr old still has a babysitter? Can you believe she let her daughter wear those shorts? Can you believe she had matching ones?
While I thoroughly enjoy spending the time with my kids (most of it anyway) I'm also very over whelmed by all the things that we have to do and just don't have the energy to deal with judging, so here it goes!
My boys are 9 and 4, No they will not be riding bikes around town alone just yet, and it's not because I'm overprotective it's because drivers are distracted and my kids are too...bad combination and one broken leg a year is my limit. Yes I know my 4 yr old is standing there talking to a complete stranger about his newest game, at least he's leaving me alone for a few min. No I have no reservations about him not being at my side every second. Yes my oldest is a ton of sports, and I am well aware that he still has a limp and is not 100% after his broken leg. No I will not take him out of said sports to humor you that your all star kid will not make the pros because his 3rd grade class didn't win the last tournement because of my son. Oh yeah, your kid is not that good! Non of them are, there are no pro scouts sitting in the bleachers, so relax and let them have fun, let them pick flowers in the outfield and let them yell from 3rd base that they really have to pee!
As far as me, I will dress how I feel like dressing, yes it will most likely be an old stained t-shirt and a pair of Capri pants, and I don't care if they aren't the current style. I also don't care that my tummy isn't flat, I won't be joining your fitness team, taking your pills, wearing your patch, or drinking your shake either. I will however be poolside, in my fat lady swim suit, watching my gimpy 9 yr old, and crazy 4 yr old and hoping they don't drown, because I'm comfortable and don't want to get up, all while not judging everyone that walks by.
Enjoy your summer
While I thoroughly enjoy spending the time with my kids (most of it anyway) I'm also very over whelmed by all the things that we have to do and just don't have the energy to deal with judging, so here it goes!
My boys are 9 and 4, No they will not be riding bikes around town alone just yet, and it's not because I'm overprotective it's because drivers are distracted and my kids are too...bad combination and one broken leg a year is my limit. Yes I know my 4 yr old is standing there talking to a complete stranger about his newest game, at least he's leaving me alone for a few min. No I have no reservations about him not being at my side every second. Yes my oldest is a ton of sports, and I am well aware that he still has a limp and is not 100% after his broken leg. No I will not take him out of said sports to humor you that your all star kid will not make the pros because his 3rd grade class didn't win the last tournement because of my son. Oh yeah, your kid is not that good! Non of them are, there are no pro scouts sitting in the bleachers, so relax and let them have fun, let them pick flowers in the outfield and let them yell from 3rd base that they really have to pee!
As far as me, I will dress how I feel like dressing, yes it will most likely be an old stained t-shirt and a pair of Capri pants, and I don't care if they aren't the current style. I also don't care that my tummy isn't flat, I won't be joining your fitness team, taking your pills, wearing your patch, or drinking your shake either. I will however be poolside, in my fat lady swim suit, watching my gimpy 9 yr old, and crazy 4 yr old and hoping they don't drown, because I'm comfortable and don't want to get up, all while not judging everyone that walks by.
Enjoy your summer
Monday, May 23, 2016
End of Days
Are down to the final week and a couple of days of school. This is a double edge sword for me, I'm glad it over, this year has been horrible, but in the summer I'm a stay at home mom and that's a lot of togetherness.
Don't get me wrong I love my kids, but my oldest son is in everything he possible can be ( note he's horrible at sports but plays them all) and it is a lot of running and time at practices.....I'm ready to make him quit so I can rest. My youngest just wants to go to the swimming pool all day everyday, and I have a huge garden that needs attention in between.
So during the week it's summer school, baseball, basketball, and swimming and weekends is when my husband (God bless him for all his hard work) thinks we need to go do something as a family, because "we can't just sit home all summer."
I'm sure I will survive, seeing as I have every other summer up to this point, and somewhere along the line I will be begging for school to start. However, when the time come I will be sad that another summer is gone, and that my kids are another school year older and that time is slipping away.
Don't get me wrong I love my kids, but my oldest son is in everything he possible can be ( note he's horrible at sports but plays them all) and it is a lot of running and time at practices.....I'm ready to make him quit so I can rest. My youngest just wants to go to the swimming pool all day everyday, and I have a huge garden that needs attention in between.
So during the week it's summer school, baseball, basketball, and swimming and weekends is when my husband (God bless him for all his hard work) thinks we need to go do something as a family, because "we can't just sit home all summer."
I'm sure I will survive, seeing as I have every other summer up to this point, and somewhere along the line I will be begging for school to start. However, when the time come I will be sad that another summer is gone, and that my kids are another school year older and that time is slipping away.
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
The day I quit adulting
I have always told my family there will be a day I quit being the adult, that day is fast approaching. My house is beyond disaster, it's somewhere between " there appears to have been a struggle" and "Geofferey the giraffe threw up". My yard is the neighbor hood hangout, so the swords made of branches, the meteor rocks, and the arsenal of other random objects used in the battle against the zombies also reside in my yard. The laundry baskets diligently hold clothes for multiple weeks until they get dumped out on he floor so they can be used for what they are intended for......escaped imaginary animal traps. I have lost count of how many times I have washed that Star Wars shirt that has never been worn. My comfy char is a coat rack, the love seat is a catch all and the dining room table...well I assume that is what is holding up the stack of junk mail. So one of these days I will quit adulting and you can all catch me on episode of hoarders with my 25 cats, until then, I will keep washing that Stars Wars shirt!
Sunday, May 15, 2016
A few years back I attempted to blog, but life decided to get in the way so I thought I'd try again.
As I sit here freezing on the 15th of May ( which is totally not OK) fresh off a 4:30 rescue squad call, I can't feel my fingers so I figure I may as well type.
Life has taken a few odd turns recently starting with my oldest son getting hit by a car.
I need to be honest he did not get hit by a car, he hit a car, 8 years old and he ran into the side of a moving vehicle. By the way RUN is his only speed...well now it limp quickly! He was very calm during the whole thing and since I'm an EMT he knew the routine. As my fellow EMT's are putting a splint on him, one of them said "B you're doing such a great job" He replies with "My mom has been preparing me for this for years you know!" I realize at that moment I have my hands full with these two wild crazy boys that God left under my supervision, and the ride is only going to get bumpier. So I guess I will just hold on tight and hope the broken leg is the worst of it.
As I sit here freezing on the 15th of May ( which is totally not OK) fresh off a 4:30 rescue squad call, I can't feel my fingers so I figure I may as well type.
Life has taken a few odd turns recently starting with my oldest son getting hit by a car.
I need to be honest he did not get hit by a car, he hit a car, 8 years old and he ran into the side of a moving vehicle. By the way RUN is his only speed...well now it limp quickly! He was very calm during the whole thing and since I'm an EMT he knew the routine. As my fellow EMT's are putting a splint on him, one of them said "B you're doing such a great job" He replies with "My mom has been preparing me for this for years you know!" I realize at that moment I have my hands full with these two wild crazy boys that God left under my supervision, and the ride is only going to get bumpier. So I guess I will just hold on tight and hope the broken leg is the worst of it.
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