The forces are conspiring against me!

I don't even know where to start. This is so not a fun week for me.... and it's only Wednesday! Ug. I didn't plan to be on a complaining kick, so perhaps I'll just share the facts as I know them and you can judge for yourself?!

Yesterday I awoke to the sound of Marian retching. On the plus side, she made it to the bathroom and hurled into the bathtub. (Its a bigger target than the toilet.) So I couldn't send her to school, especially when she barfed again. Unfortunately, Delaney had her 2 year old well-baby check up scheduled, and I had to meet with a lady who would put in for labs so I'd have lab-work done by my real appointment on Friday. This meant I really really needed to go to the doctor's that day and I really really did not want to cancel. The morning was a bit crazy before I got Callie off to preschool and I dragged poor Marian (and her big green bucket) off to the hospital with me and Delaney.

Marian was amazing! She puked in the bucket on the drive and several more times at the doctor's. She was pretty much down to nothing in the tummy by then, so it wasn't a big deal to rinse the bucket and continue on. Delaney's doctor decrees her a happy, healthy 2 year old. But the doc nearly had a heart attack when she saw the nearly empty shot record. I let her think I was a slacker mom, when the truth is, I didn't want her vaccinated till she was 2. Now she's 2, so I'm okay for her to get shots. And Delaney got 3 of them.

Marian was great. We did Delaney's appointment first. We waited a bit for the shots, but I was running out of time to meet with my lab lady, so we ditched the shot place and hustled to meet my lab lady. She had me sign paperworks and sent in for lab work. (I have been cold and tired for a couple months and I'm worried about my thyroid or iron levels and want those checked out. Seriously, I am freezing cold, all the time! Its a new experience for me and I do not like it.)

I trotted the girls, the stroller, the backpack, the blankie, and the green bucket back to the shot place so Delaney could get her 3 pokes and 3 stickers. She only howled till she got the stickers. Then we decamped to the lab, where I'd get blood work done. The girls were about out of good behavior by then. Well, not Marian, she was content to just follow along with her bucket and sit when told to sit. Delaney was getting tired and cross. After 15 minutes, they called my name and that's when I discovered there was no record of me in the computer. Ug. So we just went home. I love my friend Shelly. She kept Callie for an extra hour after preschool was over and Callie still wasn't ready to go home!

That's the first half of the story....

Dan had worked it so he could go to work late today so I could run down to get the lab work done this morning. Unfortunately, Marian spent half the night throwing up. I thought she was in the clear, because she was okay all yesterday afternoon, drank a lot of juice and ate some dinner. She woke up around 1 this morning with horrible tummy cramps. She was so pitiful, crying and clutching her belly, and there was nothing I could do for her. So sad. I finally kicked Dan out of bed and put Marian in his spot so I could pretend I was sleeping while pat-patting her and murmuring "there-there" to her. Then she started vomiting again. Sigh. I spent the rest of the night cleaning up puke or waiting for her to do it again. She did hit the bucket or tub every time though. She is an amazing kid! I'm so proud!

So, no sleep last night and I got up early so I could be out the door around 7:30 to get to the lab. I was there early, the place was empty. They sent me back and I got to watch a boy of about 6-7 scream bloody murder as they drew his blood. When it was my turn, I sat down and just started crying. It was pretty embarrassing. I couldn't stop. My only excuse is that I was so tired. On the plus side, the guy was very good and very fast and it really didn't even hurt! Which makes the crying even more embarrassing. Sigh.

That's been my week so far. I'm not really liking it. Fortunately, Delaney seems to be suffering no effects from her shots (the others were always cranky and fussy for a day or 2 afterwards.), she's her usual sunny self. I like that. Marian is a fabulous sick kid, but I hate vomit. I nearly tossed my cookies twice last night as I cleaned it up. Not fun. Sometimes it stinks to be the mom. I'd say things can only get better, but we all know I have 3 other children and that things could be much much worse! I shall count my blessings now!

Look who's 2!

Yep, Saturday my baby turned 2! Amazing to think how fast the time has gone. It seems not so long ago that I had her. I didn't even get to hold her before they whisked her off in a helicopter and she spent a few days in the NICU.


This was my sweet, very fat baby. No, drugs didn't make her fat. She just was. 9lbs 4oz and 21 inches long. She was pretty hefty. She's still a solid kid today!

This was the first time I got to hold her. Such a special moment. She will always have a special place in my heart because I wanted her so badly. I wanted ALL my children, but to be denied the ability to hold her for so long, made it a very sweet moment.

Now here she is! All my silly chitlins! They were all dressed and ready nice and early yesterday so I had to get a picture. No, none of the pictures looked great, but hey, funny kids is good!

And we celebrated her birthday yesterday as well. She's obsessed with pajamas, and that's why she's wearing them. She takes off her clothes and puts on PJs every chance she gets. Ahhhh, a girl after my own heart! So, anyway, I made a tasty yellow cake with fabulous homemade chocolate frosting, because that's what I wanted and she doesn't care.

It was darn tasty cake too! Just ask the birthday girl! She ended up wearing about as much as she ate.

And then it was on to presents. This year she knew what to do and enjoyed it very much. (Oh, Grandma, she did open her present from you on Sunday before church and she was quite pleased!)



Today was a lazy afternoon day. I walked into the living room and saw this:

Its all 4 children hanging out with Dad, watching the Indiana Jones movie! Very cute.

And now a special mention. The reason Delaney didn't get a party on Saturday is because I had an Achievement Day activity. The A-Days girls and I decided to offer Valentine's Day babysitting. So we collected at the church from 4-6 and babysat about 10 children (plus several of mine!) I had 8 A-Days girls and they did a great job! The parents seemed pleased to have a kid-less evening, and the girls seemed to love it. It was a bit noisy, hectic and crazy. I had Dan drive over pizzas for dinner, and I do think it went very well. I have some thoughts for improvements next time, and I am glad its over! Next activity is modesty and giant sized paper dolls. I'm really excited about that one!

Follow up

Good news! I have clothes that smell fresh and slightly lemon-y. It took 4 cycles through and on the last wash, I let the suckers soak in Thieves household cleaner ( a whopping 3 capfuls of the stuff) and about 10 drops of Purification essential oil blend. I finished the load and it is now smelling poop-free. A glorious day for us all. The really sad thing is that I had washed it with Joshua's clothes. He had waited till he was seriously, all out of clothes before complaining. So I washed his clothes with Delaney's poop encrusted dress from Sunday. And when Joshua got ready for school yesterday, all he had that was clean was underpants and a long sleeve shirt. I should have made him wear the shirt, but it was up to 70 degrees yesterday and it seemed wrong. What was even more wrong is how poopy the poor kids smelled when he got home from school. Yikes! My kid was the smelly kid yesterday! I made Joshua change clothes and shower. Fortunately, he has clean clothes that really do smell clean, and not like poop. So that has a happy ending.

I know I was going to not complain, but I am a bit cross. I know that when the repair guy was here on Tuesday, he said, "I'll be back tomorrow at 2pm." To me, tomorrow means the following day. I believe I have mentioned that he never came. I called the management company last night to let them know. This morning at 8am, the repair guy called and said he be here today at 1:30. At 9:30, I had a message from the management lady saying I must have been confused, because there was a 1:30 appointment for today. Grrrr. Stupid lady.

That said, and now out of my system.... The man did actually show up on time today! Shocking, I know. He was able to replace the garbage disposal and it is so nice to have one again. Let this be a lesson to you, keep track of all small items in the sink vicinity that could potentially disable your garberator.

The nice man also fixed the problem with the dining room light. Yay! It turns out it is a good thing I did not try to do it myself. The light switch itself was probably just fine. There was a problem with the wires further back. So if I had done it, the flickering and buzzing problem would have still existed. However, now it is fixed and all is well! And to add to the joy, Delaney actually is napping and although she pulled off her diaper 3 times this morning, it was empty each time.

I shall now list 5 things I am happy about:

1. Joshua is an awesome kid. I told him to be home at 5:30 for dinner, and at 5:20 I looked out the window and saw his short little legs churning away as he ran down the street, through the neighbor's yard and over the fence so he'd be home on time! Is he awesome, or what?!

2. Marian came home with a bag of snacks yesterday and promptly started divvying it all up to share with her sisters. She can be so sweet!

3. When I picked Callie up from Joy School today, her teacher gave me 3 extra Valentine's things from their party, because Callie said she needed them for her siblings. I love that she thinks of them and wants to share what she has.

4. Delaney is starting to say the cutest things. Well, they have always been cute, but now you can tell what she's trying to say. "May-May" is Marian's name. So cute. "Kai-yee" is Callie. It is just adorable when she calls for her sisters. And I figured out she was saying "Backow" for Grandma the other day!

5. Survivor and The Amazing Race both premier in the next little while! Yay!

These better not be the best years!

I'm not sure if the world hates me or if its just a phase. I'm thinking I'm done, either way. To start, let me mention that I think I have a thyroid problem. Me, who is never cold, is now bundled up every day. the thermostat has not changed, but I am freezing. Seriously. Me, who kicked covers off at night, now sleeps in sweat pants and under 2 blankets. I hate being cold and I'm cold all the time. (I do have a doc appt but its in almost 2 weeks. blah.)

So, I'm already cranky. Add to that the not sleeping. I actually did sleep more than I thrashed around last night, although I still woke Dan up once. (And the man does not wake up for anything!) I'm tired, I'm cranky and things just seem to keep happening!

You may have read about my ill fated attempt on the bathroom drains. I called them in and the guy said he be here at 1pm yesterday. 1pm came and went, no guy. By 4:30 I called the company and left a message that he was a no-show. 5:30 and the doorbell rings. It was the maintenance guy. Wow, only 4 hours late!

He snaked the drains and they are now clear and I am quite happy about that. He did not bring a garbage disposal, so he scheduled to come back today at 2. If you note the time of posting, you'll know he's at least 3 1/2 hours behind again. I'm really grumpy that he hasn't showed up again.

Also noteworthy today, I walked into the bathroom (okay, I ran, but that may be TMI) and discovered that Delaney had dumped the whole roll of toilet paper into the toilet. Fun-fun! Later, I put her down for her nap. An hour later it was pretty quiet, so I peeked on her. She was laying on the floor, buck naked, poop on her bum and a wet mark around her. AAACK!

She had taken off the poopy diaper, so the only poop was on her bottom and on the diaper. She'd just peed while lying there. And then she stayed, laying in the puddle of pee. Can this get any more fun?! I cleaned it up and was very grateful it was just pee. and I put Delaney back to bed. She never did go to sleep. Sigh.

And there is a poop smell I can't get rid of. Delaney had a blowout at the end of church and had poop all over her tights and her dress. I cleaned it up and somehow after washing it, it caused the whole load of laundry to reek of poop! What's up with that?! I have run the clothes 3 times now and I swear I can still smell it.

I'm done. I've complained enough for today. I promise to have something more positive next time!

Sunday Morning Antics

There are some great advantages to now having church at the 11am time block. I have all the time I need to bathe and dress 4 children. Heck, I can even make a good breakfast if I want to! And I have time to get the girls' hair done. You may have already heard my theory, but here it is: you can tell how good a mom is by how cute her girls hair is.

I know, totally not true, but that's what people think. I first noticed this in Little Rock. The moms who had girls with really cute hair were automatically labeled as moms who could do it all. And how could they not be! If a toddler has cute, perfectly done hair, it would take a genius to do it, so that mom must be wonderful! I vowed then that my girls would have their hair done all the time.

This mostly works. I have to do their hair anyway, since they all have cowlicks and hair that grows directly into their faces unless I do something to keep it out of their eyes. I can do cute pony-tails and stuff, but I do not have prissy girls. I do not have girls who WANT to keep their hair looking cute. This is a bit of a problem on Sunday mornings. If I do their hair at 9am, and we don't leave for over an hour and a half, lots of things can happen!


Here is Calli, posing for a picture. she has been running around, but her hair is still presentable. A bit wispy, but good enough.

Marian is in a phase where she only wants one ponytail in the back. She eventually will have little wisps all around her face. It doesn't matter how much mousse I use. I refuse to use hairspray yet.

And here is my little stinker. This is what I found her doing when I came back downstairs after getting myself dressed. She was hiding in the cushions! Do you know what that does to Ponytails?!!

Yes, so pleased with herself and having a very good time while her sisters laughed at her and giggled at her silliness.

And then Marian wanted in on a picture as well. Good thing they are such cutie pies!