Day #2: Confessional

Hey, I am back. Oh one bonus that I am NOT going to complain about is that M and Miss Pancake both nap at the same time. Also, do not judge me but M is watching WAY way more television then the recommended "1-2 hours at most" for kids his age. It is how I am coping people. Wait till we have to break THAT habit. Way to go Momma! I ROCK.

This morning we only had one melt down EACH. M totally put another dent in the wall when I gave him a time out. I can feel the value of our home slipping as I speak... I feel the need to mention to you how horrible my language has been. Could this be hormonal? I mean seriously I say the "F" word and I say it often and maybe I even say it in front of M which ummm did you know he is like a parrot, kind of? SO yeah my kid may be the one teaching your kid how to swear soon enough. Which is kind of like a family tradition since my mom taught be this important word at an early age as well. Again I ROCK.

I think I am sling/baby carrier illiterate. I cannot get my kid into one of them for the life of me. SEND HELP NOW and quickly before I lose my mind. I cannot carry a baby in one arm for one more moment. I am heading out tomorrow I think to buy a stinkin' ring sling in hopes that I can figure that out. I mean seriously. Are these things supposed to make a baby sob uncontrollably??? Or is it just me. AND why do all the carriers say "it is SO easy to breastfeed using this product?" I call them on it and say BULL SHIT!!!

Finally, I have this love/hate relationship with TLC's Baby Story. Today I was flabbergasted by the lady who was baby #4 and she said something along the lines that being pregnant every year or two would be dandy with her and also that having her tubes tied was like killing her or taking the life right out of her, she felt empty... Okay I can understand this to some degree. I mean I am sad that we are done and even after some of the posts I have written recently I can see having another baby (WHICH WE ARE NOT SO DO NOT EVEN ASK or THINK THAT!)

But I do not think my life is over now that we done having babies. I feel like it is just beginning in some ways. It is neat to see Miss Pancake changing already. Her smiles and coos, her little bird legs turning into to chubby kissable baby goodness. Her sweet demeanor and the look she has on her face when she sees me like "ahhh I know you and I really think you are a pretty person to gaze upon" And pregnancy every year or two??? EKKKK. Scares me. Any who, I am rambling. Thank you for the supportive comments y'all. Emily, you can totally laugh at me and with me. I like that! I hope I making someone laugh because it makes it much much easier to laugh at myself at the end of the day!!

Day #1: FULL HOUSE

Hmmm what word could I use to describe today?? Suckalious. Craptastic. Fucking Fun Filled FRUSTRATION? AND people actually choose to do this day in and day out, right? I mean for some people NOT going to work is like a choice and OMG does that Kate chick totally have EIGHT kids (and Kelly - UMMM Sainthood is being requested BY ME FOR YOU), 'cause hey TWO two kicked my ever loving ARSE today. YESH. Hell's bells. KILL ME NOW.

I am now glad the in laws are coming for like FOREVER and seriously they can stay FOREVER. I want to die. I want to ram a blade into my throat and call it a day BUT I still have to cook dinner (HA, left overs and a premade salad totally counts right?!??!), vacuum the basement because it has been since like April (ah yeah that would be M's birthday- please bring your kids by to hang out at my CLEAN clean house), breast feed 900 more times because I let the baby sleep all afternoon oh and yeah she SO will not sleep for me till about midnight so a mother's work is never done. Also, all the stress and worry I have felt the past two weeks is catching up in the form of indigestion so every time I think about eating I feel the storm pit of my stomach a BREWING and it is SO not pretty. Thank GAWD for Tums.

YES, I know I KNOW this is what I signed up (also this a bit tongue and cheek in case you were wondering though in part it is not)... please note I like to bitch about it no matter what. I cannot pretend that I love it all because DUDE I do not like some it. I do however love my son and this beautiful little baby who will totally breastfeed ANYWHERE and likes to sleep (OMG she will stop doing this soon, like any day now, HUH?!) I love that M can sing all the words to Wonder Pets and loves to dance to lame kid music (and gets me to dance to it to). I love that baby with all of my heart and soul and I feel totally blessed and seriously can a human be in love like that THREE times in their life, 'cause that rocks.

I love my kids, I love my life, I am happy but today I felt like I wanted to flee the Hurricane that was my world today and yet... yet I am still here and I will turn around and do it again tomorrow and the next day... thankfully until the inlaws arrive!

On a storm related note, PHOTOS (from last week. and also these photos are supposed to make up for the negative bitch fest I just had you know UP there. Yeah me.)