Ya know, sometimes I seriously wonder why my kids do the things that they do! Never in A MILLION years did I think that I would talk about, worry about or laugh about certain things, like poop, fake farting, strange and unusual outbursts etc etc! I was one of those girls and first time mothers who said "my child will never do that!!!" I am here to tell you all that I ate my words and I have eaten them but good!! And mostly with my girls!
Today, I had just gotten the girls out of the shower and they were running around refusing to put their clothes on so I thought, "oh well, I'll just get in the shower and let them get cold!" Well, I get out of the shower, I'm combing my hair, brushing my teeth, blah blah blah when Liv comes running into the bathroom to tell me that Sidney is acting like a bunny! I tell her "thats so funny! Go be a bunny with her while I get dressed and then get your clothes!" So she agreed and I can hear them jumping and running around and Livi is still screaming and laughing about Sidney acting like a bunny! I am thinking...."this is great, they are playing so well together and I am actually getting to get dressed and put myself together a bit." BUT~ as I walk out to go get their clothes I come into the living room to see Livi laughing and squealing, calling Sidney a bunny only to find that the reason she thinks Sidney is acting like a bunny is because she has a huge piece of toilet paper hanging out of her butt!!! Now.....I pose a question to all of you moms out there.....how does a child who is not potty trained running around with toilet paper stuck in her butt!!?!?! I swear!!!!! So at first I just stared and pondered how this happened and then I just had to laugh because since Liv was calling her a bunny she really was hopping like one with this piece of toilet paper floating right behind her with every leap!!!! Still I am baffled and I tell you I could not make this stuff up if I tried! I am truly not that creative!!
By the way~ my daughter just called my son a "FREAKING TURD" for the second time and the word Dammit just flew out of my sons mouth which means that his man must have died in Super Mario Bo.! So....I'm off to scold!!!!
Signed with a sigh......
Mom, Momma, Mommy
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
What the .....?????
In between having my first and my middle children I sufferred 3 miscarriages. It was a very difficult time for us but we made it through and didn't give up, thankgoodness, because we now have 3 beautiful children to show for our patience and struggle. I still get sad from time to time when I think about it, but now, after a moment last summer, I have to laugh a little whenever I think about it. So here's the story.........
One evening last summer (summer of 2010) my son and I were watching the movie "Up". Well if you've seen it you will know which part I'm talking about, but if you haven't, there is a part at the beginning of the movie were the little couple is decorating a baby room and then in the next scene she is sitting, crying in the doctors office, only to have no baby. Well, my son asks me why she is crying? So I say to him, "I think she may have lost her baby, you know, kind of like how I lost my 3 babies." Chase says, "I didn't know you lost 3 babies mom." So I ask him if he remembers when I had to go to the hospital and when he asked me where the babies were that were in my tummy, etc etc. To which he seemed to understand then because we ended the conversation with him saying "OH YEAH." Okay, done right? RIGHT!
Two days later, I'm in the garage cleaning some stuff up and Chase and his good buddy Garrett come walking up the driveway from Garretts house and they are dragging a cooler behind them that we had lent to Garretts parents. So I give them usual, "Hey Boys!" Well, Garrett stops dead at the edge of the garage and to my surprise says,"Sara, Chase said that you lost 3 babies." So I confirm it and explain that they were little, blah blah blah, and he is still just kind of staring blankly at me and after a few minutes of silence he looks up and me and says......"But Sara, WHERE DID YOU LEAVE THEM and WHO TAKES CARE OF THEM NOW!?!" He was completely mortified!!! I just bursted out laughing and then had to explain to him how that actually happened! He actually thought that I just decided that I didn't want those 3 so I just left them at the store or something one day!
I came inside and told my husband that I may have to call Garretts parents and do some explaining!
So now, whenever I think about the 3 little angels I lost a small smile comes across my face now! I will never forget that story! It made such a sad time a little less sad somehow.
Outta the mouths of babes~
Mom, Momma, Mommy
One evening last summer (summer of 2010) my son and I were watching the movie "Up". Well if you've seen it you will know which part I'm talking about, but if you haven't, there is a part at the beginning of the movie were the little couple is decorating a baby room and then in the next scene she is sitting, crying in the doctors office, only to have no baby. Well, my son asks me why she is crying? So I say to him, "I think she may have lost her baby, you know, kind of like how I lost my 3 babies." Chase says, "I didn't know you lost 3 babies mom." So I ask him if he remembers when I had to go to the hospital and when he asked me where the babies were that were in my tummy, etc etc. To which he seemed to understand then because we ended the conversation with him saying "OH YEAH." Okay, done right? RIGHT!
Two days later, I'm in the garage cleaning some stuff up and Chase and his good buddy Garrett come walking up the driveway from Garretts house and they are dragging a cooler behind them that we had lent to Garretts parents. So I give them usual, "Hey Boys!" Well, Garrett stops dead at the edge of the garage and to my surprise says,"Sara, Chase said that you lost 3 babies." So I confirm it and explain that they were little, blah blah blah, and he is still just kind of staring blankly at me and after a few minutes of silence he looks up and me and says......"But Sara, WHERE DID YOU LEAVE THEM and WHO TAKES CARE OF THEM NOW!?!" He was completely mortified!!! I just bursted out laughing and then had to explain to him how that actually happened! He actually thought that I just decided that I didn't want those 3 so I just left them at the store or something one day!
I came inside and told my husband that I may have to call Garretts parents and do some explaining!
So now, whenever I think about the 3 little angels I lost a small smile comes across my face now! I will never forget that story! It made such a sad time a little less sad somehow.
Outta the mouths of babes~
Mom, Momma, Mommy
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Poop....Everyone does it....but can YOU handle it?
I am not one of the people who has a weak stomach, I have worked in healthcare since I was 17 years old, I have 3 kids, a husband, and animals. Even at my last job, one of my research studies was studying the effects of opioids on the bowel. I could seriously tell you about almost everyone in the central IL areas poo! I have had it wiped on me, thrown at me, on my walls, on my floors, my dogs have eaten it and not just there own they occasionally like a fresh diaper out of the garbage! So this has no affect on me what so ever. My husband, however, is another story! Now I'm not slighting him in any way people I will be the first to tell you that I have, hands down, the most amazing husband that has ever lived! You could never argue it with me! But he just cannot handle the poop situation!
Here is an example: The other night we get up from the dinner table and our youngest is the only one left at the table. As my husband and I are in the kitchen we hear a sound that should never come out of a little girl so small. And here she is standing there, with this tousled hair hanging in her face, looking up at us with a big grin on her face and she says, "I Stinky!" Then she starts backing up and I now see that the poop is running out of her diaper and dripping on the floor! I turn around and he's gone! GONE! He is now backing out of the kitchen and telling me "You gotta take this one, I-I-I Can't do that!" So.....at least he attempts to help by sending our son in with a towel! Now some women might get really ticked off at this but ya know, I'd much rather him back out of the room then have to clean up after him too if ya know what I mean.
One night after our 2nd was born, she wasn't a very good sleeper, and I was so tired! I think I had maybe slept for an hour and that wasn't even all at one time! So she was up again, had pooped her pants and I am now crying because I am SO tired. But my husband is sawing logs on the other side of the bed. He hears nothing! Now I know that alot of men just say that but this guy really hears nothing! Unless of course its in the middle of the night and I have heard nothing but he thinks someone is breaking in! No one ever is of course! Anywho~ I was so tired and I was so angry at this point that I actually had the poopy diaper in the palm of my hand, open and hovered it over his head because I WAS going to slap him in the face with it! Then, of course, sanity set in and I realized that if I went through with this that I was going to be up even longer cleaning up his puke too! Still to this day he has no idea how close he was that night! But I love him!
Then there is the day that my middle child came into the kitchen as I was cooking dinner and grabbed a spoon (no unusual as she likes to play kitchen) and took it into the living room where she was playing with her sister. About 5 minutes later I peek in to check on them and I see her sitting at the coffee table and the dog is next to her eating off of that spoon she grabbed. I took a little bit of a harder look and asked, "Liv...Where did you find chocolate?" Then I saw that she was scooping the "chocolate" out of her diaper which was laying on the table! The dog is just lapping it right up like he just got fed a milk bone! Now, I really do try to watch my mouth around my kids but the only thing I could say at this point was "THATS SHIT!!!" I ran in and grabbed it up and asked her what she was doing!?!?! She just laughed of course and told me he liked it! I guess I should just be glad that she wasn't feeding it to her sister!
Again, just the tip of the iceberg! I just hope if you are reading this that you aren't also faint of stomach! Kate plus 8.....She's got nothing on this lady who's name is:
Mom, Momma, Mommy~~
Here is an example: The other night we get up from the dinner table and our youngest is the only one left at the table. As my husband and I are in the kitchen we hear a sound that should never come out of a little girl so small. And here she is standing there, with this tousled hair hanging in her face, looking up at us with a big grin on her face and she says, "I Stinky!" Then she starts backing up and I now see that the poop is running out of her diaper and dripping on the floor! I turn around and he's gone! GONE! He is now backing out of the kitchen and telling me "You gotta take this one, I-I-I Can't do that!" So.....at least he attempts to help by sending our son in with a towel! Now some women might get really ticked off at this but ya know, I'd much rather him back out of the room then have to clean up after him too if ya know what I mean.
One night after our 2nd was born, she wasn't a very good sleeper, and I was so tired! I think I had maybe slept for an hour and that wasn't even all at one time! So she was up again, had pooped her pants and I am now crying because I am SO tired. But my husband is sawing logs on the other side of the bed. He hears nothing! Now I know that alot of men just say that but this guy really hears nothing! Unless of course its in the middle of the night and I have heard nothing but he thinks someone is breaking in! No one ever is of course! Anywho~ I was so tired and I was so angry at this point that I actually had the poopy diaper in the palm of my hand, open and hovered it over his head because I WAS going to slap him in the face with it! Then, of course, sanity set in and I realized that if I went through with this that I was going to be up even longer cleaning up his puke too! Still to this day he has no idea how close he was that night! But I love him!
Then there is the day that my middle child came into the kitchen as I was cooking dinner and grabbed a spoon (no unusual as she likes to play kitchen) and took it into the living room where she was playing with her sister. About 5 minutes later I peek in to check on them and I see her sitting at the coffee table and the dog is next to her eating off of that spoon she grabbed. I took a little bit of a harder look and asked, "Liv...Where did you find chocolate?" Then I saw that she was scooping the "chocolate" out of her diaper which was laying on the table! The dog is just lapping it right up like he just got fed a milk bone! Now, I really do try to watch my mouth around my kids but the only thing I could say at this point was "THATS SHIT!!!" I ran in and grabbed it up and asked her what she was doing!?!?! She just laughed of course and told me he liked it! I guess I should just be glad that she wasn't feeding it to her sister!
Again, just the tip of the iceberg! I just hope if you are reading this that you aren't also faint of stomach! Kate plus 8.....She's got nothing on this lady who's name is:
Mom, Momma, Mommy~~
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
SNAKES!!!!!
So I guess you should consider your children creative and imaginative when you find them throwing fresh green beans out of the refrigerator and then jumping up and down yelling "OH NO SNAKES!!!!" Its one of those moments where at first you think, Shit, there goes the green beans that I just bought for dinner tonight! But then you stop yourself and watch them laughing and think, "What the heck, looks like fun!" So.....SNAKES IT IS!!!!!
Look at the world through a childs eyes and you'll find a much more enjoyable view~
Mom, Momma, Mommy
Look at the world through a childs eyes and you'll find a much more enjoyable view~
Mom, Momma, Mommy
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Can't even take a shower!
I'm getting out of the shower just a few minutes ago only to hear my 3 year old daughter squealing at the top of her lungs and the sound of the dogs nails running across the hardwood floors!! As I enter the hallway to assess the situation the smell of aftershave gel hits my nose! My yellow lab has just traded his smell of fart for Old Spice! He was covered in it!!! Then I turn into the dinning room only to find that our black lab is now standing on the table (ON ALL FOURS) lapping up the cup of yogurt that one of the kids opened! Yep, this is my world and I only think that I'm in control of it!
By the way.......
When your 2 year old comes and sits on your lap, puts your face in her hands and gives you bunny kisses with her nose, you think......all of the make-up, designer clothes, and painted nails in the world could never make me feel as special as this!
This is how you know you've made the change
So even though my profession was in healthcare before it was "home engineer", I still got to wear comfortable scrubs but still had to maintain appearance. I still got up 3 hours before I went to work and had my hair, make-up, jewelery and clothes just right. I could even make a pony tail look shiek! Anywho~ I realized the other day when I actually had the time to put on "some" make-up, actually straightened my hair and threw on a pair of jeans and shirt, I was getting complimented on how good I looked and "what was I doing, I look great!" I couldn't figure it out, I thought I really did the bare minimum. Then it hit me! All anyone sees me in these days are my yoga pants, a sweatshirt, maybe, MAYBE some foundation, and a ponytail, which by the way was thrown up the moment I rolled myself out of bed to start my day! So I thought to myself....WHERE THE HELL DID I GO!?!?!? My poor husband, God love the man! Here I used to wear nothing but skimpy matching Victoria Secret sets and now I climb into bed in my granny panties and flannel pants. And he still tells me I'm pretty! Which makes him a SAINT in my eyes! I haven't shopped for myself in almost 3 years really and why...because I was pregnant for most of those years! So...I have made myself a pact that this frumpy shlumpy woman who is now me will be no more! I might be known 24 hours a day (and proud to be known) as Mom, Momma, and Mommy..but I'm still me, I'm still young and I've still got it (uh, for the most part!)
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