how about a 27 hour day??

It truly amazes me how the time flies by and I don't really get anything done. I am trying to be more positive and ala The Secret, try to focus on what I do get done, but reality and the tones of negativity set in and I realize that I forgot the laundry in the washer for 2 days and it stinks and that yes, the bathroom floor does need to be vacuumed up at least twice a week no matter how hard I try to tell myself it doesn't. Ok, my kids ears are clean and they don't stink, so I suppose that is a plus. I already told Hubby that we are going to enjoy hot dogs and potato salad for dinner and he didn't seem to put off. He actually likes having hot dogs, me, not so much.

My goal for the rest of the day is to NOT even attempt to open the huge bags of Halloween candy that I bought at Costco this morning. We get literally 5 trick-or-treaters to our house, being on a small dead-end street (how depressing that sounds, a dead-end street!!) Anyway, I always way too much candy, then we (as in Hubby and I) eat it all, then bitch about it. So, whatever is left is going back to the store.

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Marching for Boobs

This past Sunday, my Mom, Sarah and I walked in the local Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk. It was a beautiful day and when we completed our walk we felt all good and helpful and stuff.

Here, Sarah stands at the edge of the crowd, itching to run right in, and then, a juicy apple afterward.

sell it to me baby

I have been concerned lately about how the commercials on tv seem to affecting my little Sarah. At almost 3 years old she is already saying "Oh Mommy, I need that" or "Let's buy that toy". She even repeats things that some some of the non-toy commercials say. For instance, there is one about debt consolidation, or something like that, and it starts with "Mya is not happy." Sarah walks around telling everyone how sad Mya is, while the person looks at me confused - Who the hell is Mya??

Yesterday, I grabbed the good old Dustbuster to clean up a baking soda spill on the floor, when my sweet little girl looked up at me and said "Mommy, you sure need the Swivel Sweeper !"

I think I seriously need to think about cutting down the tube time. But, I think she is right about the Swivel Sweeper.

happy morning, no sun yet

My darling little Sarah is a morning person. A true, wake up, ready for the day at 5 am kid. Sucks, right? Ok, I have been used to it, and frankly I am a morning person too, but I like to wake up by myself, not being kicked and pushed and screamed at "Mooommmmaaa, gettt UPP!!" So, I decided to play around with the kids bedtimes, since JR had also been getting up way before the sunrise. I moved his bedtime to 8pm (from 7-7:30) and he seems to enjoy sleeping until 6:30, maybe even 7am if I am lucky (and the little terror girl is semi-quiet). My Sarah though, well last night I put her in around 8:45pm (moved from 8pm). Can you even guess what time she woke up this dark and very early morning?

4:30am.

No joke.

Being that everything I read on parenting is about consistency, I will continue the madness of trying to keep her up a little longer at night in hopes of sleeping in myself an extra half hour or so. I really don't mind getting up early myself, but a little coffee and change of clothes to start my day before the madness would be supremely nice.

just nod if you can hear me...

It has been a few days since Sarah began with her cough-stuffy nose thing, and now the baby has it. A few days stuck in the house will do a number on you. I have not been able to get to the gym, since I don't want to get any of the kids in the childcare there sick, and Sarah did not go to ballet class today. I am itching to get out of the house alone. Hubby had been away this past weekend, so it has literally been all momma, all the time. I need a break, I am actually craving a good workout and a pizza ( in that order of course ).

Being that JR is teething and now has a cold, he wants to held - constantly. As in, I am holding him right now, while trying to type one handed, standing, with the laptop at the kitchen counter. Ah yes, and my little morning person Sarah, has been getting up at 4:45am the past few days. So, if I fall asleep now.......

I seem to be complaining, and I'm not (hubby!!) It's just that I really never thought that this would be so hard some of the time. Tantrums, tired (and that's just me). Sometimes, it's nice to know that someone else understands what it is like to be home with the little ones. Sometimes, it's just nice to bitch.

please do not feed the children

I always thought that when I raised my kids, the meals would be the easy part. I mean, I grew up on artificially colored mac & cheese and lots of pb & j sandwiches, we all grew up just fine. Well, Sarah has the milk/dairy allergy which, all in all is not so bad for the rest of us. I try to cook as dairy free as possible, but she knows that pizza night or other cheesy delights are not for her. She's actually a very picky eater and would never really touch the stuff anyways.

Well, now it seems that my little JR is allergic to peanuts. A few months back we had him tested at the allergist, since he had been breaking out in hives pretty often, and no allergies showed up. In other words, I put my baby through this barbaric skin test on his back and he showed no allergic reactions to any of the common offenders - grass, dogs, peanuts, etc. Yesterday he happened to have a little bit of peanut butter and immediately broke out in hives on his face, head and neck. Rubbing and scratching his little self, I felt so bad for him. The allergist did tell us when he was tested that even though he did not show an allergy during the testing, since he was only 14 months or so at the time, he could still develop an allergy. So now, we'll keep him off peanuts and peanut products.

I guess in the end, we can serve the mac and cheese and pb & j, momma will just have to start making some separate food for everybody (hubby, you eat whatever I make, no complaints.)

delusions

delusional momma:

I turned and handed Sarah her dolly. We were all ready to leave the gym and I saw another mommy coming in to the childcare room with her baby in a stroller, probably about 4 months old or so (the baby). I kneeled down, balancing the diaper bag on my right shoulder and picked up JR with the same arm. As I went to stand up I heard "PLLEEAZZE don't touch the baby" (in not so much of a nurturing voice if you were to ask me). I turned to see my 3 yr old playing peek a boo, very close to the baby. Now, I am all for keeping distance and stuff, but what does other mommy really think happens when she leaves the room? That all the other toddlers and babies and small children simply don't go near or touch the child? This must be her first. Does she know what kids put in their mouths or what they will eat if given the chance? Even, I'm sure, her precious little one.

Anyway, I was a bit embarrassed, simply because I'm quite sure this woman thought I was a ding-bat and not paying any attention to my own child. "I'm so sorry" I mumbled (twice I think) and explained to Sarah that you really never touch a baby unless asking the mommy first. "I's just playing Momma" "I know honey" I think I whispered another "sorry" on the way out the door and away we went.


other mommy:

Ok, I really hate when other dirty little kids get too close to baby. Germs are spread so easy this time of year. I've seen this little girl here before. Her little brother drives the employees crazy with his running around and touching everything. I know my baby will behave when she's that age. It's all in the parenting. I mean, she wasn't even paying attention when her little girl came marching over and poking my little one. What goes on in their house, I wonder?

take me, I'm yours

The social mingling aspect of stay-at-home-momdom seems to be more of who I might like than the kids. I mean, if I cannot relate to the other mom, how can it possibly work? What about the mom's I have "fallen for", then get no call back? total mom rejection. I feel like I should put an ad in the paper : Married SAHM of 2 toddlers, looking for someone to take long walks with the stroller, possibly drink a glass of two of wine some afternoons, not feel guilty when bitching about kids, and my own personal cheerleader.

any takers?

On that note, little JR starts a playgroup over at the library today. I thought maybe he should play with some other kids, rather than his sister just beating him up and taking his toys. I guess I'll just let someone else's kid do that. I am also secretly hoping that I look across the room and find another momma who needs a friend.

happy happy, joy joy

3 things that make me smile:

My babies (of course when everyone is behaving) and hubby (especially when he is being cute and not realizing it)

A good sweaty workout

Eric Clapton's song "Layla" (the original version, thank you)