Thursday, February 10, 2011

Tales of Change

Ok peeps, my hubby has created my new and improved blog!!! 

Here is the link:

You can click on the link and it will make you create a wordpress account (you only have to do this once) SORRY.

Then you can email me your username and I can add you to the blog.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Tales of cookies

Holy crap, 115 boxes of girl scout cookies are in my kitchen.  My kids came home from school yesterday and were in heaven, until I broke the news to them that they were NOT all for our consumption.  However, we all hopped in the car and had fun going around to the neighbors who ordered.  My daisy scout wore her little vest and got out all by herself and delivered her cookies and collected her money. Figured it would be nice of her to be somewhat involved in the whole process.

Anywho... lots to say but no time.  Oh, I know. I think my blog is going to be moving to a new site.  My hubby was never to thrilled that I signed up on a google blog site (I of course had no earthly idea, I just did it).  So, I am likely to move to a more hubby approved blog site.  Not sure what that will be, but he will set it all up.  Remember I am slightly technologically retarded. The caveat is that it will not be open to the general public. Every blog site is different, so not sure how my new one will work.  Look for an email about it in the next few days, as you may need to have a password to enter.   And by the next few days, I mean it could be a week because I am lazy and have lots of other things to do, but am moving towards doing that.

On to my day!  Hope yours is a good one!

Monday, February 7, 2011

Tales of hope

I am hoping and praying that my baby girl isn't coming down with the flu too.  She felt quite warm this afternoon and her eyes looked so glossy.  Ugh.  Please tamiflu do your thing!!!!!!!!!!!! 

So was so freakin funny the other day when we were out to lunch.  Totally forgot so have to share now.  As always, she likes to eat whatever I am eating.  Unfortunately, with all her tummy woes, I typically cannot share with her, so I usually lie and say its too hot or too spicy. Now that she is understanding more of her allergies, I can get away with saying it has cheese in it or whatever.  So, we were at Panera and she asked me for some of my soup (soup, did you know I like soup??) and so I leaned over and gave her a spoonful.  She swallowed it, smiled and said, "Good sharing mommy".  It was hilarious.  At least to me. Okay, maybe you had to be there. She is just so flippin funny, I really can't stand it.

Oopps.. gotta run. Phineaus and Ferb just ended.. time to tuck the final child into bed.  Oh, and you guessed it, I am shortly to follow.

Tales of Yay, It's finally over!!

While I absolutely loved the half time show (as did my 7 1/2 year old who said The Black Eyed Peas are his fav band), that is about the only part of the game I watched and I am sooooooooooooooooo glad football season has finally come to an end! So not into it.  Don't care if I am the only one on the planet not into it, I just am not.  The only reason why I like the Super Bowl is because you get to eat a lot of crap for the sake of game watching, and since I had to cancel all our weekend plans, the crap eating wasn't as good as it could have been anyhow. I am happy that Green Bay won because that if who my son wanted to win since his BFF (do boys have BFFs?) wanted to win.

My daughter (the sick one) is now feeling better!  Thank goodness.  Sent her to school today, she was bouncing off the walls yesterday and crying that she couldn't go to religious school. My son on the other hand would have switched places with her in a heart beat- minus the puking episodes.  But, the over protective mom that I am and always will be so there, is probably going to pick her up from school early today. Don't think she needs a whole 8 hours out of the house on her first day out of the house since Thurs. And, no girl scouts this evening.  But, don't you worry, I am picking up all the cookies tomorrow night!!  So expect an email from me about delivery!!

Well, I went to school this morn, did my help in the class, mall walked and now it is 11:04 and I have showered and successfully gotten back into my jammies.  Too freakin cold out.  Sheesh.. when is the summer going to arrive.  Okay, maybe just the Spring.  I could use some warmth, but not dreadful heat.

What else?   Hubby MIA this week and next. Yay fun for me.  I should warn my children now that I will likely be losing my patience more frequently and yelling louder over the next two weeks.  Guess it's not a bad thing to prepare them for it.

Ta ta for now.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Tales of the flu

Well, my little darling girl woke up at 4 AM with 103.2. Obviously she was not going to school, but I made a quick decision to take her to the doctor since it is Friday (like I mentioned yesterday). I thought for sure she had strep.  High fever, cough, belly hurting on and off.  And she was a wreck this morning.  Freezing cold, no appetite...

So, after we waited 30 minutes to see our doc (who we love), she ruled out strep or pnemonia.  She thought that her cough and drippy nose was totally unrelated to the fever.  So, she prescribed antibiotics for her nose situation because it was likley bacterial. Moving on, she causally mentioned that we could swab her for the flu, just to rule it out.  I said ok, even though it is slightly invasive.

She held her feet and I held her arms and she tried (unsuccessfully) to get a swab from her nose.  My daughter was SCREAMING and FLAILING and SOBBING uncontrollably.  I figured, if we were getting an antibiotic anyhow, whats the point in forcing her to get a swab taken?  BUT, the doc said the point is to know if she has the flu or not in an effort to be able to treat my other two children before they may catch it.  Okay, that seemed like a good enough reason.  Enter nurse as 3rd set of arms to hold her down and just imagine a not pretty site.  Poor babygirl.

Since the swab usually takes 10 minutes to read, I suggested she just write out all the prescriptions like if it were positive and to call me and tell me whether or not to fill them.  My daughter (and I) were more than ready to get home after that drama and being there for an hour at that point. She was still shaking. Ugh.
But, by the time she went to write the scripts, she came back saying it was a strong positive already and that she definitely has the flu.  Boooo. Booooooo.  Mommy no like.  This is a first in our household.  And hopefully a last.  And no, my kids did not get a flu shot/mist this year.  I think I thought about it for a moment, but the moment fleeted by and it never re entered my mind.  I guess with no insane media converage about how every place is "running out" of the shot, I just blanked on it.   So, I suppose it is my fault that she caught the flu.

I dropped her off at home with my hubby and baby girl and spent the next few hours waiting for prescriptions for all of us (please god let them work), getting her a requested lunch that she had two bites of, getting her a requested ice cream that she ate 2 bites of, and picking up my oldest from school an hour early to get the meds in him as quickly as possible... all in freezing cold rain. 

I was warned that the tamiflu can cause vomitting. But no one in my house is really a vomitter so I excused that nonsense information out of my brain.  And now, I am sitting down at the computer for the first time today (been up since 4 AM).  I just finished giving said sick child a bath because she just puked for the 2nd time all over herself, the bathroom floor, the bathroom walls, and me. Nice.  Perhaps the cure is worse than the illness?  Who knows.  I will tell you that I am NOT a fan of pukers, puking, any of it.  And the poor girl was crying that she was so scared.  So sucky.  Guess I am really not mom of the year now for forgetting (half accidental half on purpose) their flu shots.

All I know is that I will be home ALL WEEKEND LONG if anyone needs me. (Although, I will NOT be on my computer).  I have cancelled all our weekend plans.  That's okay, its cold and crappy out anyhow. Thank goodness my hubby is in town.

Wish me luck. Hope you have a better weekend than I am going to have. See you Monday!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Tales of typical

Why is it that kids always get sick right before the weekend??  As I mentioned earlier in the week, I think my mid is fighting some sort of body illness.  She just hasn't been herself, coughing, not sleeping great and flushed. It was borderline whether or not I was sending her to school today, but she didn't have a fever and is star of the week so begged me not to keep her home.  I even went in to have lunch with her (first time this year) to check on her and she seemed fine, but this afternoon and evening she went downhill fast.  What is it about the weekend?  I can almost taste Friday it is so close, but I will likely be stuck here with her.... and the little miss.. fun, right?

Anyway, she vegged out much of the afternoon and then cried during dinner because I was going out for dinner.  She never gets upset when I leave, so I can really tell something is up.  She made me promise I would be home in time to tuck her in, which shortened my evening plans, but I wanted to be back in time.  HOWEVER, my hubby texted me at 6:10 saying she hardly ate dinner and requested to get in her jammies and go to bed.  She was asleep before 6:30.  Oy, we shall see.  I would love to be pleasantly surprised in the AM with her being chipper, healthy and ready for school, but I honestly don't see that in her future.  I forsee the typical Friday borderline illness and me debating whether or not I should drag her (with little sis in tow) to the pediatrician tomorrow before the weekend since they are closed.  Typical. Gotta love it.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Tales of TV

Those of you who know me know that I am not a TV watcher.  Yes, I'll watch the occasional teeny bopper show, but as far as having the tube on... I strongly dislike it.  I will list my reasons why:

1.  I have enough background noise in my house that when it is actually silent, I want it to remain that way for as long as possible.

2.  I do not like getting sucked into a movie or show at night and then stay up too late to watch it and then regret it in the AM because it is 5:30 and I didn't get my 8 hour minimun of beauty sleep.

3.  I know there are other reasons but I cannot think of them right this second. Maybe I'll get back to you on that.

Anyway, I do have to say I am really liking the new Idol.  Love Steven Tyler (in general) and think JLo is cute on the show too. Capturing my attention, but will DVR the 2 hour episodes.. no WAY I can watch all that at once.   So, I will be going to watch that in a few moments.

Gosh, I had a few thoughts today that I wanted to jot down here, but I am just fried and cannot concentrate.  Hubby just got home from FL.  Gonna run.  Hopefully tomorrow my brain will be turned to the ON mode.

Tales of a bubble

Ahh.. almost half way through the week!! I can see the light to Friday. Hubby MIA today, which will make for a long day... but kids are busy after school so hopefully today won't drag on toooooooooooo looooooong.

I have had this very good friend since my middle was a baby.  Good friend in the sense that we have a lot in common, most of our kids are the same age, and we care a lot about it each other.  Trouble is, we never get to see one another.  We both have crazy busy lives juggling 3 kids and everything else life throws at you. Sometimes we will go weeks without even sending an email.. but the good thing is I don't worry about our friendship, and neither does she. When we do get the chance to chat or email or heaven forbid get together, it's like no time has past.  We have no expectations of each other and it is so refreshing.  We both admit to constantly thinking about each other, but most of the time that is all we have time to do.. is think about calling or think about getting together.

But, in a lot of ways we are very different.  (or were.. which is the point of this blog).  I am the one always throwing parties, love to get people together, have a good time, always connected.  She, is a home body (is that one word or two??), not extremely social, just content being with her family.    Anyway, we had some email interaction this week and she, I guess and me too have come to the realization that I am turning into her!!!!  Which is surprising, but true.  Since I had my baby, and more so in the past year, I have noticed myself becoming more of an introvert.  I thought maybe I was going through a selfish phase, but what is selfish about doing things for and with your family, first and foremost.  What is selfish about needing quiet time and not always being a social butterfly?  Since that unfortunate experience I wrote about in one of my first blogs (parting with a close friend from years ago) I have changed A LOT. Perhaps I have her to thank, in a weird way, for pushing me to grow and change.. for the better.  I don't even think she would recognize my personality nowadays.  Which is for better and for worse. I have changed in a lot of good ways, but I have also become very guarded and protective of myself.  I have learned a lot about what I want out of friends, what I can give and what I can take, and what is important and what really isn't. Its funny how viewpoints can change as life evolves.  For example, it is extremely important for us to have family dinner with my mom once a week.  I used to make plans with different families with kids on Sunday nights for dinner because it was fun for the kids to get together with their friends, but now, I want to teach my kids that no one comes before family.  I remember dinners with my grandparents growing up, and want my children to as well.

Anyway, with some email conversation back and forth with this friend,  she asked me, isn't it nice to live without drama and world expectations??  I never used to understand why she was so withdrawn from the world so to speak, and now I really get it.  I get why she has been living this way for years.   When you are in a "bubble", which is where I would ideally LOVE to go live, you free yourself from all the things that are really not essential to your life.  And so I guess I am moving in that direction.  Essential are family problems, essential are kids school nonsense, essential are things that need to be taken care of now, in this very moment.  So, excuse me while I go through this stage in my life of so called "selfishness". Remember, it has nothing to do with YOU, and everything to do with ME.

Oh, and you'll be the first to know if and when I decide to emerge from my bubble.... but umm, don't hold your breath!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Tales of love.. con't

Ok, so I am back.  Baby girl napping, laundry is folded and I have a few moments to type.

So, my lips are in constant dryness this time of year.  I feel like I am non stop applying chap stick, or thinking about applying chap stick.  Weird, right?  But now, me 2 year old keeps asking me for chap stick too. Monkey see, Monkey do- right?

This morn was a bit of a rush around. Had to be out the door at 8 again to meet a friend for coffee. Some days its so hard for me to get it all together to plan to be out of the house by 8 AM til 1. Guess I am more slow moving then I used to be.  Then I went directly to the mall to do my ritual winter routine of walking around with all the 80 year olds.  I actually brought my purse in this time because I had planned to stay for shopping and lunch. Stopped by the market on the way home. Now it is 1:30 PM.  I have showered and put my jammies back on.  I am in for the day. Too cold to walk to the bus stop later, so I will drive there and no one will see my jammies. 

Oh, for those of you who ordered girl scout cookies from me- I will be getting them next week.  Seriously, I cannot believe it is February already.  Just got an email from our cookie coordinator (what a fun job that must be) and we are picking up our boxes on Tuesday night.  So, expect an email from me next week about when and how I can deliver to you.   Yummo- I can taste mine already!!!

I have been super trying to spend more time with my kids individually. Clearly the baby gets enough mommy time, but the older two.. as you know, not so much.  And my oldest doesn't really need much from me.  Hugs and kisses and cuddling at night and he is good.  But middle princess needs me.  And I need her.   Shit, the phone just rang and I got into a 5 min conversation with a friend and totally lost where I was going with this.  UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. brain functioning is not working.

OH YEAH!!!  Yay, I am not that stupid afterall.  I remembered. So,  I have to say that my life is totally different when my hubby is in town.  Like last night, for example.  I got to go into her room, ALONE, yes, alone.. no cat running around jumping on us, no baby girl wanting to get on her bed and read with us. Nothing. No one. Just her and me. And it was so pleasant.  I loved it.  I never take for granted the nights that I have my hubby to help me with bedtime routine, but last night for some reason I specifically noticed it, and even mentioned it to him.  I love being able to tuck all three of them in calmly and not rushing from one closed bedroom door into the other room and then to the 3rd room.  I am only one person and it is so draining on me sometimes.  Like I seriously dread it when he is gone.  Some nights I am just so exhausted by 6 PM that I really start to wonder who is going to get my children settled in bed when all I want to do is crawl under the covers myself.

Anyway, don't pity me... just saying how I am realizing that I have it good this week with my hubby home.

Opps, enter so called friend who just distracted me on the phone.  She is now standing next to me in my kitchen.  Gotta run.

Tales of love

I think I am in love with chap stick.   Can we talk about this later?  Have to run out the door.. just food for thought for you.