should have stayed in bed...

So who else has had "one of those days" today?

Had a feeling this morning that I shouldn't leave the house.  Then realized I really shouldn't have. 

Kids spilled milk and apple juice all over the kitchen this morning, we were late for story time at the library, someone backed into my truck while waiting in line at the drive thru, there were no kids at the park for my son to play with by the time we got there, missed our field trip because we had to take the truck to get checked, spent way too much for way too little at the grocery store, and got popped in the face with hot oil while getting the meatballs ready for dinner. 

AND it's not even 5:00 yet.  *sigh*

Crunch

So I don't necessarily "like" to eat at McDonalds. But on the days im running too late to pack a lunch, the $1.99 happy meals are pretty convenient and cheap. Until today....

Thank you, to the guy who thought it was a good idea to throw it in reverse without looking behind him while I was laying on the horn. SMH

Have you seen my new blog buttons on the left?  That's right....I'm both a Claritin mom and a Copperton mom.  How exciting is that?!

Stay tuned for more info about what that really means!

And I'm supposed to sleep where?

Birthday blahs

Have you ever noticed how things that don't bug you too much any other day seem to REALLY bug you on special days like your birthday?  You know, the little things like dirty dishes on the counter or dirty socks that got close to the hamper but didn't actually make it in the hamper.  On any other day they are annoying, at best.  But on your birthday they just seem like a big slap in the face.

I woke up this morning thinking "Hey, it's my birthday!  It's gonna be a great day!"  I actually let myself believe that just because it was my birthday, the day was going to be different than every other crappy day full of the same 'ol things.  WRONG!  I got out of bed to a cranky baby, whiney 3 year old and a house that looked much messier than when I went to bed last night.  So, I got a cup of coffee in me and got to work.  And the more I worked, the more ticked off I got.

I walked into the kitchen hoping it would be as clean as I've made it 4 times already this week (and yes, it is only Tuesday).  Unfortunately, it wasn't.  So, as I was standing at the sink doing last nights dishes (because noone seemed to be able to do them last night after the meal I cooked), I started getting getting really angry.  Normally I would just do them and move on, but not today.  Today is my birthday.  Everyone knew that today was my birthday.  They knew it last night.  They knew it this morning.  They've known it all week.  And yet, nobody cares.  Because if they did, they would have cleaned up last night, or at least this morning, instead of sitting around playing on their phones leaving it all for me.  ON MY BIRTHDAY.

Anyway, the day has just continued on in this fashion all day today.  My 3 year old has been saying all week how he wants to go get me a cookie cake with white icing that says "Happy Birthday to Mom" on it.  But nobody has taken him to pick it out or order it yet.  I think that someone ordered one last night, which is great, but it's just not the same.  My son REALLY wanted to go get it for me and nobody took him.  I don't even care about the cake, I've just been super excited all week that he was going to go to the store to get it for me. 

I just don't understand why nobody seems to care.  I know they try, but it's always so half-assed that it just makes it unenjoyable.  My husband even called me from work yesterday to tell me that he didn't get me anything.  And since he rode his motorcycle to work, he wasn't going to be able to get me anything.  But did he think to take his car today?  NOPE.  Rode the bike again.  Gee, thanks for telling me that yesterday.  Now instead of just being disappointed on my birthday I get to be disappointed for the day before too.
And when I asked him to leave work a little early so we could all go to dinner together at a reasonable time he said "Nah. I'll just meet you there.  Then your sister can drive the car home and I'll let you ride on the bike home. That'll be your birthday present."  Um, thanks?!?  What part of "I really want us to all go together" wan unclear?  I know, it's my birthday, why do I think I get anything I want.

OK!  Enough of this "whoa is me" crap!  Time to enjoy the good parts of today & not think about the crappy parts.  I've got a baby who just passed out on my lap and a 3 year old little man who's asking to snuggle on the couch and watch cartoons.  I'm going to enjoy spending the day with the two little people who really do want to spend it with me.
Oh, and I got the BEST birthday seranade from my son this morning.  Every time I think about it I smile.  So yeah, it may not be the best day ever, but I have the best kids ever to make it better.  Thanks for listening to my rant!

Out of the blue, my 3 year old came up to me today and said "Mom, I want Emma to come here on Valentines Day.  Yeah, Emma my girlfriend.  I want to give her candy".  LOL  I didn't even know that he knew people gave candy on Valentines Day.  Looks like I'm gonna have trouble on my hands.  Watch out girls!!

I can't believe the year is almost over!  Where did it go? It seems like just yesterday I was giving birth to my daughter.  She's 7months already!  And my son, he is just becoming more and more grown up everyday (he's 3).  I feel like I spent the whole year saying "I'll get to that later" and now its later and I never "got" to any of it.  But, I am hoping to change that with the new year.  And maybe if I put it in writing for everyone to see, I'll be better at sticking to it.  So, please check back for my list of New Years Resolutions so you can all help hold me accountable when I slip.

I was in the bathroom putting my contacts in and my son comes running in holding his PopTart saying "I need to go pee mom."  I said ok and told him to go.  He says "I need you to hold this" and holds up his PopTart.  So I told him to just set it on the counter.  He put it down and walked toward the potty.  Then he looked back at the PopTart, then at me and says "I no want you to eat it."  I assured him I wouldn't and when he finally believed me, he went over to the potty and went pee. 

Not sure when I've ever taken his breakfast from him to make him think that hard about whether or not I was being honest when I said I wouldn't eat it. 

It's pretty bad when you have to decide between peeing in the potty or eating breakfast!!

Between keeping up with a new baby and a 2 year old and moving to a new house, I haven't had much time to keep up with anything else.  On top of that, I have been without Internet service for almost 2 weeks now.  But, the Internet is hooked up and I am ready to get back to business!  So stay tuned for more posts and hopefully some great product reviews coming soon.

My Cloth Diapering Adventure ~ The Beginning

So, I have decided to give the whole cloth diapering thing a try.  I had always wanted to try it with my now 2 1/2 year old, but never did.  Now that I have a 5 week old at home I'm going to try.  Between trying to save a little money (ok, a LOT of money) and contribute less to the landfill, I'm really excited to try this. 

I have purchased some Gerber prefolds and some flatfold diapers to start with.  (Actually, I already had the flatfolds for craft projects.  I started making my own burp cloths and changing pads from flatfolds a few months ago and absolutely love them.  But more about those later!!)  I've been practicing folding them and letting her "try them out".  I like the origami fold for the flatfolds and think I've finally gotten the hang of it.  I tried a prefold on her, but it seemed WAY too big for right now.  Maybe to go in a cover or soaker it would be better, but not for folding and pinning just yet.  I don't have any covers yet, so I haven't been able to really start using them.  But, I think I'm going to like them!!

I am going to try to make my own covers.  I found a couple of free patterns online for wrap style covers that I'm going to make out of PUL.  And I've also found some patterns for knit & crochet soakers.  As soon as I pick the ones I am actually going to use, I will post links to the patterns. 

So, I guess it's time to get busy!!!  Keep checking back to see how my Cloth Diapering Adventure turns out!!



I'm back

Ok.  I'm back!  Sorry about being MIA for a while.  I just went and had a baby!  My new little bundle of joy decided to come a few weeks early.  So, I've been spending time with her and my son.  But, things are starting to settle down a little finally so I'll try to start updating and posting more regularly.  Stay tuned....

Sleep

Once you become a mother, sleep becomes a fond memory.  Something that you used to enjoy, but can no longer seem to find.  And the more time you put in as a mom, the more distant that memory becomes.  You begin to lose sight of it during pregnancy.  Having to get up all night to pee or rolling over to find that watermelon under your shirt is stopping you from getting comfortable.  Then once the baby is here, you're up all night for feedings and diaper changes.  Once he's able to sleep through the night, you have a glimmer of hope that you'll also be able to sleep all night.  But no!  You find yourself up all night checking on him to make sure he's still breathing or that the blankets are still on him.  Or, if you're like me, you are awakened every night by him climbing into your bed with you.  Then it's on to a night filled with feet in your back and hands in your face.

I'm still fairly new to motherhood, so sleep is still something that I remember and miss.  I miss going to bed, closing my eyes, and not waking until the sun was shining in through the window.  It's become a lovely daydream that I often think of in between cleaning up spills and yelling "Don't touch that!”  I know that it's going to be a long time (if ever) before I truly find it again.  But, until then, I will keep dreaming of what it was like and how wonderful it will be!

My name is Mommy

Well not really, but it sure does feel like it.  I remember when I used to have a real name.  People used to use it and I liked it.  But now, all I hear is mommy, mom, momma, ma....  It's gotten so bad that when someone uses my actual name, I don't always respond.  I hear it and think hmm...I used to know someone with that name.  And then I realize that it's my name and someone is actually using it to acknowledge me!  Don't get me wrong, I love being a mother.  But, sometimes it feels like that's all I am.  I am no longer ME...or, the me I used to be??  See, I don't even know anymore. 

I'm fairly new to motherhood (my oldest is 2 1/2), so I guess I'm just still trying to adjust to being a mother while still retaining some part of my non-mommy self.  It's a delicate balance that I'm not entirely sure I'll ever master.  I spend my days at home with my kids wishing that I could have more adult time without them.  Then, when I get a night out kid-free, I spend it thinking about and missing my kids.  I guess it's one of those "catch 22" problems!  Oh well!  I love my kids and my life, and I would never want to change any of it.  Someday I'll figure out how to find "me" without losing my mommy-self.  Until then, I'm just going to sit back and enjoy the ride. 

Just don't get frustrated if you call me by my real name and I don't answer!