Not the kids. Me.
For the last few months I've chalked my mood swings up to pregnancy and the stress on my body and life in general. Now that Baby C is almost 6 weeks old I'm still finding my emotions totally out of balance.
One minute I'm practically crying, watching d and O play sweetly together. The next minute, I totally switch, and let's just say I've been using my OUTSIDE voice a little too much lately.
Today, when d said to me - Don't YELL at me MAMA! - I realized that I was. And have been too much. What is wrong with me?! I've been acting like, like, I don't know, someone who yells too much!
My parents yelled a lot and I always hated it. Lately, I'm just not being the kind of parent I want to be. My patience is so thin (if only I were that thin!) and I fear that I'm doing a poor job.
Case in point:
I actually threw one of d's cars in the trash today. He was acting like a crazy little person and completely defying me. Over and over. Typically his cars go into time out, but I've never put one in the trash.
He continued to do exactly what I told him not to do and I felt the need to follow through with what I'd threatened and into the trash it went. He, of course, lost it.
D chose that moment to come home from work and shoo me out of the room. HE rescued the car from the trash and calmed d right down. Hello Shining Knight. Thanks for promoting me to Evil Queen. *sigh*
I probably could have handled this better. (yes, there was yelling and perhaps a little upper arm grabbing.)
It's not just d either. I feel like O is getting the shaft. I look at him and feel as if I barely know him. Where did his babyhood go? Will his whole childhood consist of fighting for attention? Will he get less because he'll simply accept it? Being a middle child myself, I feel incredibly bad about this. Almost enough to make me want to have a fourth child just to keep it "even." (almost.)
Additionally, D is working hard and we haven't had time for our marriage in a long time. How does the most important relationship in your life get pushed to the back burner? I regret that deeply, but everytime something has to give it's us. Things are going fine now, but I fear that we'll pay dearly for it one day.
Finally, I'm stressed about some other things in life and unhappy about my body image and just busy in general. Normally I relish being busy and it keeps me happy. However, right now I feel like all I want to do is rest. I'm starting to wonder if perhaps there's something wrong with me that my box of wine in the fridge won't fix.
My point is - yes I have one, this post is not just about telling you how crappy I am - that I feel like I don't know what I'm doing. And I'm not entirely sure that what I AM doing is helpful or at the very least, not harmful.
I feel like I'm in the dark over here.
Can I borrow a flashlight?
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
House tour
After anonymous's question about our house I went ahead and took some pics today. It's picture overload perhaps. Also, it's not cleaned. I'm just warning you now...
Living room from the entryway. (bedrooms to the right, kitchen left)
Living room from the hall/bedroom area.
"dining room"
Playroom.
O's room. (jungle)
d's room. (cars, trucks, airplanes. He's sleeping under that "tent")
Baby C's room. (stars and moons)
My room.
My bathroom. I'd show you the counter and double sinks, but they're messy. Very. Notice the lone I-don't-know-where-to-put-this-crap box in the corner.
Kid's bathroom.
Kitchen. We just had lunch, it's usually cleaner. Sometimes.
Tile backsplash that D put up all by himself and started around Easter. Finished Sunday. (seriously)
Laundry room off the kitchen, door to the garage. (there's a half bath in there too.)
Backyard. To the left, then to the right, then to the way right, on the side of the house, then straight back.
Living room from the entryway. (bedrooms to the right, kitchen left)
Living room from the hall/bedroom area.
"dining room"
Playroom.
O's room. (jungle)
d's room. (cars, trucks, airplanes. He's sleeping under that "tent")
Baby C's room. (stars and moons)
My room.
My bathroom. I'd show you the counter and double sinks, but they're messy. Very. Notice the lone I-don't-know-where-to-put-this-crap box in the corner.
Kid's bathroom.
Kitchen. We just had lunch, it's usually cleaner. Sometimes.
Tile backsplash that D put up all by himself and started around Easter. Finished Sunday. (seriously)
Laundry room off the kitchen, door to the garage. (there's a half bath in there too.)
Backyard. To the left, then to the right, then to the way right, on the side of the house, then straight back.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Answers!
Jess asks:
Okay, what is your favorite outfit that you own now? What was it five years ago? what about ten years ago?
This is a hard one. I don't really have a favorite outfit right now and, in fact, dislike everything that fits me. This probably has more to do with my body image than the actual clothes. I do have a pair of capris and some cheap t-shirts that look decent. It's sad that that's my favorite outfit though. Maybe when I lose some more baby weight...
5 years ago, let's see. I was teaching kindergarten then so I had lots of professional clothes. I had a cute black, flowing skirt with some flowers (of which I'm normally not a fan) and a cute sleeveless black knit top. Cute!
10 years ago I was only 16. Yipes.
Geez, I could wear anything then! I loved wearing shorts and tank tops. I had nice arms and shoulders, which I hope to regain at some point. I also have long legs so shorts were a nice choice at the time.
I should also admit that I do not have any interest in fashion. I've never even owned a pair of high heels.
Another Jess asks:
Have you always wanted your kids to be so close together or were you just kind of rolling with it? And if you could do it all over again and still get the same results (ala children) would you do anything differently?
Actually, this whole children spacing thing didn't really work out like we thought it would. We started trying for #2 when d was only 9 months old. We really wanted an 18 month age gap. Unfortunately, due to a miscarriage and subsequent trouble conceiving, d and O are 25 months apart. Now I think this is a lovely spacing and wouldn't have it any other way. As for baby C, we were planning to have #3 about 2 years after O, but again, God had other plans for us. We got pregnant when O was 4 months old. It was quite the surprise but when I look at baby C now I can't imagine wishing for things to go any differently. The kids are so close in age, but I just keep thinking that my 3 boys will be best friends. Some days I wish they were a little farther apart in age, but I have to believe that it happened this way for a reason.
(other than the reason of - we were lax in the birth control dept. *ahem*)
Jennifer asks:
Do you want more kids?
I am not entirely sure if there is a #4 in our future. On one hand, I can't imagine never being pregnant again, or nursing again. I thought I would be more adamant on having 4, to try for that elusive girl, but I find that I honestly don't care anymore. I love my boys so much that I almost can't imagine having a girl. While the thought of never having a mother/daughter relationship is hard to give up - it's not as hard as I thought it might be. There are many days that I feel like our family is complete and perfect. There are other days that the thought of adding a 4th is terrifying. Then there are moments when the thought of never having a daughter saddens me.
All that to say, I'm not sure. We're not ready to schedule the vasectomy or anything.
Do you really like the state where you live?
I love the state I live in. Or, rather, the city I live in that just happens to be in Alabama. There are parts of any state that suck, but I love where I live. It was a surprise to me, but I hope to never move.
Do you think we'd get along well in real life? (I do.)
I do too.
Duck Hunter asks:
are you scared you might get a question you don't want to answer?
Nah, I could just lie. heh
Misty asks:
I also want you to give a pretty specific run-down of what your day to day life was like when you were doing the You on a Diet thing. And how deprived you felt, if at all.
You know, I can't remember all that well, but I don't remember feeling deprived. There was an adjustment at first, since I was getting used to not eating so much sugar, and eating healthier. The biggest thing was making sure that there was nothing "bad" in the house, and shopping was a bit of a chore at first. It takes time to read all the labels and make sure that you're not buying HFCS and sugar and enriched flour. (which is in almost everything.) It was also a bit of a challenge to learn how to cook with whole wheat flour, less sugar, etc. Sadly, I got a bit out of practice while I was pregnant. I seem to have no self-control while growing a little person. Annnnnnnyway.
Getting D on board is also difficult. He is one of those amazinglyannoying lucky people who eats whatever and is still able to wear the clothes he wore in high school. And he's good looking to boot. Not that I'm complaining, but life's just not fair. So, getting him on board to eat healthier is hard because he's in great shape and he's cheap. Healthier food costs more and tastes worse different, until you get used to it.
Have you read the book? I need to re-read it and get started all over again. Sorry that wasn't more helpful...
And I want to know your favorite color.
Blue. What else?!
Semi-desperate Housewife asks:
I want to know the worst thing you ever did, and the thing you're proudest of doing (besides having your babies.)
Worst: This is going to sound lame, but I am lame. I've been thinking on this and can't come up with very much. I don't know if it's the worst, but the thing I feel guiltiest about/most ashamed about is losing my temper with the kids. That sounds silly, but my anger can get out of control, specifically when I'm pregnant or newly postpartum. I've definitely done things I'm less than proud of. I worry about scarring them for life, emotionally.
(I should add that I'm typically a very even keeled person and the times I really lose my temper are few and far between. I am cognizant of it, and do whatever I can to try to keep it in check.)
Proudest: This is a bit tmi, but I'm proud of the way my relationship progressed with D. We were so young (we met a couple weeks after my 16th birthday) and things could have turned out a lot differently. I credit part of this to my fear of getting pregnant before I was out of high school, fear of my parents' disappointment, and the desire to wait till I would have no regrets. Surprisingly, we were together almost 3 years before we took that step. The fact that D was willing to wait for me (he didn't really want to, he was a teenage boy!) cemented in my mind what kind of a person he was, and how much he loved me. It gave us a chance to grow up a little, together, and it kind of seems like a silly thing to be proud of. (But I am anyway.)
Anonymous asks:
how come you never post pictures of your new house, you were so happy about it being built and took pictures then, but none now ,why? did it not meet up to your expectations?
We still really love our house, but I guess it's not a new thing anymore. We live in it now and it's also not as clean as before we moved in! (Imagine that! heh)
There is very, very little about our house we would change. I still adore my big kitchen, huge living room and the floor plan.
The yard has been a bit of a disappointment though, to be honest. It's still huge and I have big dreams for it. However, the red clay mud and lack of grass are a pain in the ass. Also, there are bugs. EVERYWHERE. A lot of spiders, which I cannot stand. Also, snakes. Poisonous ones, because the wildlife reserve we're backed up to has a swamp. Luckily, we've only seen one - but still. And turtles. A crazy amount of turtles!! We see turtles EVERY day and have for probably 2 months now. They come into our yard and lay eggs. Then, at night, foxes come into our yard and dig up and eat the eggs. It's crazy, and doesn't help with the grass/mud situation.
When we sell our other house (SOON! PLEASE!) we'll fence the back of the yard that is just the tree line currently. We hope it helps some. We also hope that with time we'll have more grass. I never knew how much I hated mud. Still, with time, I think it will be awesome. I just wish it was awesome now.
I could take some pictures right now, but I'm feeling lazy. Maybe some day soon. Be on the lookout.
Another Anonymous aks:
Do wish that you could work outside the home?
Depends on when you ask me.
Seriously, I could work out of the home if I wanted to. We don't need my income and with 3 in daycare we might not make any more money if I did work. There are really hard days and days when I want to run out of this house screaming and days when I'd rather work at McDonald's then be home one. more. second.
Ultimately though, I enjoy being home with the boys. It's hard, but it's good. Deep down, I know that someday I would regret going to work when I didn't have to. They're only young for a little while and I'll have to go back to work soon enough. For us, right now, this is the right choice. And I'm happy with it.
Thanks for playing!
Okay, what is your favorite outfit that you own now? What was it five years ago? what about ten years ago?
This is a hard one. I don't really have a favorite outfit right now and, in fact, dislike everything that fits me. This probably has more to do with my body image than the actual clothes. I do have a pair of capris and some cheap t-shirts that look decent. It's sad that that's my favorite outfit though. Maybe when I lose some more baby weight...
5 years ago, let's see. I was teaching kindergarten then so I had lots of professional clothes. I had a cute black, flowing skirt with some flowers (of which I'm normally not a fan) and a cute sleeveless black knit top. Cute!
10 years ago I was only 16. Yipes.
Geez, I could wear anything then! I loved wearing shorts and tank tops. I had nice arms and shoulders, which I hope to regain at some point. I also have long legs so shorts were a nice choice at the time.
I should also admit that I do not have any interest in fashion. I've never even owned a pair of high heels.
Another Jess asks:
Have you always wanted your kids to be so close together or were you just kind of rolling with it? And if you could do it all over again and still get the same results (ala children) would you do anything differently?
Actually, this whole children spacing thing didn't really work out like we thought it would. We started trying for #2 when d was only 9 months old. We really wanted an 18 month age gap. Unfortunately, due to a miscarriage and subsequent trouble conceiving, d and O are 25 months apart. Now I think this is a lovely spacing and wouldn't have it any other way. As for baby C, we were planning to have #3 about 2 years after O, but again, God had other plans for us. We got pregnant when O was 4 months old. It was quite the surprise but when I look at baby C now I can't imagine wishing for things to go any differently. The kids are so close in age, but I just keep thinking that my 3 boys will be best friends. Some days I wish they were a little farther apart in age, but I have to believe that it happened this way for a reason.
(other than the reason of - we were lax in the birth control dept. *ahem*)
Jennifer asks:
Do you want more kids?
I am not entirely sure if there is a #4 in our future. On one hand, I can't imagine never being pregnant again, or nursing again. I thought I would be more adamant on having 4, to try for that elusive girl, but I find that I honestly don't care anymore. I love my boys so much that I almost can't imagine having a girl. While the thought of never having a mother/daughter relationship is hard to give up - it's not as hard as I thought it might be. There are many days that I feel like our family is complete and perfect. There are other days that the thought of adding a 4th is terrifying. Then there are moments when the thought of never having a daughter saddens me.
All that to say, I'm not sure. We're not ready to schedule the vasectomy or anything.
Do you really like the state where you live?
I love the state I live in. Or, rather, the city I live in that just happens to be in Alabama. There are parts of any state that suck, but I love where I live. It was a surprise to me, but I hope to never move.
Do you think we'd get along well in real life? (I do.)
I do too.
Duck Hunter asks:
are you scared you might get a question you don't want to answer?
Nah, I could just lie. heh
Misty asks:
I also want you to give a pretty specific run-down of what your day to day life was like when you were doing the You on a Diet thing. And how deprived you felt, if at all.
You know, I can't remember all that well, but I don't remember feeling deprived. There was an adjustment at first, since I was getting used to not eating so much sugar, and eating healthier. The biggest thing was making sure that there was nothing "bad" in the house, and shopping was a bit of a chore at first. It takes time to read all the labels and make sure that you're not buying HFCS and sugar and enriched flour. (which is in almost everything.) It was also a bit of a challenge to learn how to cook with whole wheat flour, less sugar, etc. Sadly, I got a bit out of practice while I was pregnant. I seem to have no self-control while growing a little person. Annnnnnnyway.
Getting D on board is also difficult. He is one of those amazingly
Have you read the book? I need to re-read it and get started all over again. Sorry that wasn't more helpful...
And I want to know your favorite color.
Blue. What else?!
Semi-desperate Housewife asks:
I want to know the worst thing you ever did, and the thing you're proudest of doing (besides having your babies.)
Worst: This is going to sound lame, but I am lame. I've been thinking on this and can't come up with very much. I don't know if it's the worst, but the thing I feel guiltiest about/most ashamed about is losing my temper with the kids. That sounds silly, but my anger can get out of control, specifically when I'm pregnant or newly postpartum. I've definitely done things I'm less than proud of. I worry about scarring them for life, emotionally.
(I should add that I'm typically a very even keeled person and the times I really lose my temper are few and far between. I am cognizant of it, and do whatever I can to try to keep it in check.)
Proudest: This is a bit tmi, but I'm proud of the way my relationship progressed with D. We were so young (we met a couple weeks after my 16th birthday) and things could have turned out a lot differently. I credit part of this to my fear of getting pregnant before I was out of high school, fear of my parents' disappointment, and the desire to wait till I would have no regrets. Surprisingly, we were together almost 3 years before we took that step. The fact that D was willing to wait for me (he didn't really want to, he was a teenage boy!) cemented in my mind what kind of a person he was, and how much he loved me. It gave us a chance to grow up a little, together, and it kind of seems like a silly thing to be proud of. (But I am anyway.)
Anonymous asks:
how come you never post pictures of your new house, you were so happy about it being built and took pictures then, but none now ,why? did it not meet up to your expectations?
We still really love our house, but I guess it's not a new thing anymore. We live in it now and it's also not as clean as before we moved in! (Imagine that! heh)
There is very, very little about our house we would change. I still adore my big kitchen, huge living room and the floor plan.
The yard has been a bit of a disappointment though, to be honest. It's still huge and I have big dreams for it. However, the red clay mud and lack of grass are a pain in the ass. Also, there are bugs. EVERYWHERE. A lot of spiders, which I cannot stand. Also, snakes. Poisonous ones, because the wildlife reserve we're backed up to has a swamp. Luckily, we've only seen one - but still. And turtles. A crazy amount of turtles!! We see turtles EVERY day and have for probably 2 months now. They come into our yard and lay eggs. Then, at night, foxes come into our yard and dig up and eat the eggs. It's crazy, and doesn't help with the grass/mud situation.
When we sell our other house (SOON! PLEASE!) we'll fence the back of the yard that is just the tree line currently. We hope it helps some. We also hope that with time we'll have more grass. I never knew how much I hated mud. Still, with time, I think it will be awesome. I just wish it was awesome now.
I could take some pictures right now, but I'm feeling lazy. Maybe some day soon. Be on the lookout.
Another Anonymous aks:
Do wish that you could work outside the home?
Depends on when you ask me.
Seriously, I could work out of the home if I wanted to. We don't need my income and with 3 in daycare we might not make any more money if I did work. There are really hard days and days when I want to run out of this house screaming and days when I'd rather work at McDonald's then be home one. more. second.
Ultimately though, I enjoy being home with the boys. It's hard, but it's good. Deep down, I know that someday I would regret going to work when I didn't have to. They're only young for a little while and I'll have to go back to work soon enough. For us, right now, this is the right choice. And I'm happy with it.
Thanks for playing!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
In honor of my 477th post...
Ask me anything. Go ahead. I'll answer and I'm not shy, nor easily offended.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Why is it
that as soon as you decide to start eating healthier, you can't stop eating out of the bag of chocolate chips in the freezer?
Monday, June 16, 2008
Mrs. Blueberry
I'm alternating between being near tears for having such a wonderful life, and awesome family to being near tears for having so much to do and being so far from family and being so fat and worry about this that and the other.
The postpartum hormones are very strange to experience. Baby C is one month old today and most days I feel like things are going very well.
He's growing and nursing well. d and O are doing well too, though there are everyday struggles such as sharing, not fighting and making it to the potty on time. That's just part of life as a mom.
However, the downswing of emotions is enough to knock me off of my feet. I was putting together a photo book for FIL yesterday (Yes, I realize Father's Day is passed, but this is what happens when you leave gift giving up to the husband.) and I was putting quotes under some of the pictures. It was enough to move me to tears. I think this is still within the normal range of postpartumcrazy behavior but if I start to feel worse I'm planning to consult my Dr next week at my 6 week appt.
One thing that's been getting me down lately is family. C&A, who are our closest family at only 3-ish hours away, are moving soon. Across the country. Far, far away. I'm happy for them and we'll have an awesome place to visit them, but I'm so sad. I hate not having any family near me. I have some wonderful, amazing friends here. They are almost like family and I could count on them if we needed something, but I miss my family.
Wait now! Let's not get hasty! There are some that I hope and pray never move closer. I don't think I need to go into details. *ahem*
However, there are family members who I wish were a lot closer. Both of D's brothers married amazing women and they feel like sisters to me. I miss them terribly and would be absolutely thrilled if they moved anywhere near me! My parents are wonderful grandparents and not too pushy or annoying most of the time. Unlike some. *ahem* My sister and nieces would love it here. I can only dream of how great it would be for my kids to have their only cousins to play with on a semi-regular basis. Some of my fondest memories are of playing with my cousins. It saddens me that my kids won't have many of those memories.
On another note, one of the biggest things on my mind lately is my weight. I'm concerned about my health, but I'm not going to pretend that this is my biggest worry. I want to be skinny again!! When I got married I was happy with my weight, and I looked good. I may not have appreciated it at the time, but damn - I was pretty hot.
Of course, I was also 20 and hadn't had 3 kids in the last 4 years. (As a strange sidenote, I got pregnant with d about this time 4 years ago. It's his conceptionversary!)
I need to lose about 50 pounds to get anywhere near that weight again. Ok, it's probably more like 60, but I'd settle for 50. Hell, 40 would be nice.
I know I *just* had a baby a month ago and I've only been NOT pregnant for 5 months of the last 2 years but I'm just sick of not liking what I see when I look in the mirror. I want to see myself in pictures and not cringe. I want to be able to wear the clothes in my closet and not just the 2 pair of "fat" pants I'm rotating right now. I've set a big goal for myself. By my 7th wedding anniversary I want to be able to fit into my wedding dress. That's June 1st 2009.
I'm not planning to wear it to dinner or anything, but if I can just get it mostly zipped up I'll consider it good.
The postpartum hormones are very strange to experience. Baby C is one month old today and most days I feel like things are going very well.
He's growing and nursing well. d and O are doing well too, though there are everyday struggles such as sharing, not fighting and making it to the potty on time. That's just part of life as a mom. However, the downswing of emotions is enough to knock me off of my feet. I was putting together a photo book for FIL yesterday (Yes, I realize Father's Day is passed, but this is what happens when you leave gift giving up to the husband.) and I was putting quotes under some of the pictures. It was enough to move me to tears. I think this is still within the normal range of postpartum
One thing that's been getting me down lately is family. C&A, who are our closest family at only 3-ish hours away, are moving soon. Across the country. Far, far away. I'm happy for them and we'll have an awesome place to visit them, but I'm so sad. I hate not having any family near me. I have some wonderful, amazing friends here. They are almost like family and I could count on them if we needed something, but I miss my family.
Wait now! Let's not get hasty! There are some that I hope and pray never move closer. I don't think I need to go into details. *ahem*
However, there are family members who I wish were a lot closer. Both of D's brothers married amazing women and they feel like sisters to me. I miss them terribly and would be absolutely thrilled if they moved anywhere near me! My parents are wonderful grandparents and not too pushy or annoying most of the time. Unlike some. *ahem* My sister and nieces would love it here. I can only dream of how great it would be for my kids to have their only cousins to play with on a semi-regular basis. Some of my fondest memories are of playing with my cousins. It saddens me that my kids won't have many of those memories.
On another note, one of the biggest things on my mind lately is my weight. I'm concerned about my health, but I'm not going to pretend that this is my biggest worry. I want to be skinny again!! When I got married I was happy with my weight, and I looked good. I may not have appreciated it at the time, but damn - I was pretty hot.
Of course, I was also 20 and hadn't had 3 kids in the last 4 years. (As a strange sidenote, I got pregnant with d about this time 4 years ago. It's his conceptionversary!)
I need to lose about 50 pounds to get anywhere near that weight again. Ok, it's probably more like 60, but I'd settle for 50. Hell, 40 would be nice.
I know I *just* had a baby a month ago and I've only been NOT pregnant for 5 months of the last 2 years but I'm just sick of not liking what I see when I look in the mirror. I want to see myself in pictures and not cringe. I want to be able to wear the clothes in my closet and not just the 2 pair of "fat" pants I'm rotating right now. I've set a big goal for myself. By my 7th wedding anniversary I want to be able to fit into my wedding dress. That's June 1st 2009.
I'm not planning to wear it to dinner or anything, but if I can just get it mostly zipped up I'll consider it good.
Friday, June 06, 2008
Random Friday
1 - C had a well check up today. He's 3 weeks old tomorrow. He weighed 11 lbs 4 oz today! Holy COW! 10 days ago he was 9 lbs 4 oz. That's 2 lbs in 10 days. Shouldn't I have lost the equivalent?
2 - We leave in the morning for Texas. If you happen to hear a news story about a crazy couple with 3 small boys getting kicked off a plane, just pray it's not me. Thank goodness for short flights and M&M's.
3 - d is going through an extremely difficult phase right now. Parent's of 3 year olds - HELP!! I'm losing my mind over here.
Why do you hear so much about the terrible 2's when 3 is clearly A LOT WORSE?!
4 - Tell me what you're getting your father or the father of your children for Father's Day. I got D a griddle from the kids. He wants an electric drill, but I'm not looking forward to taking 3 kids into BLowe's where I won't know what I'm looking for anyway...
5 - In our new house we have a dishwasher with a special little light on it. Our old dishwasher did not have this light. The light comes on when the cycle is finished and the dishes are done. It says CLEAN. This little light has saved us about 4 fights a week. Seriously. Best. Invention. EVER!
No more arguing over him not putting the dishes away or him putting away DIRTY dishes or saying "Well, I couldn't tell if they were clean or not!?"
Like clean dishes and dirty dishes look the same?! Annnnnnywaaaaaay, Best. Invention. Ever.
Do you have one in your house? (A great invention, not a dishwasher light.)
2 - We leave in the morning for Texas. If you happen to hear a news story about a crazy couple with 3 small boys getting kicked off a plane, just pray it's not me. Thank goodness for short flights and M&M's.
3 - d is going through an extremely difficult phase right now. Parent's of 3 year olds - HELP!! I'm losing my mind over here.
Why do you hear so much about the terrible 2's when 3 is clearly A LOT WORSE?!
4 - Tell me what you're getting your father or the father of your children for Father's Day. I got D a griddle from the kids. He wants an electric drill, but I'm not looking forward to taking 3 kids into BLowe's where I won't know what I'm looking for anyway...
5 - In our new house we have a dishwasher with a special little light on it. Our old dishwasher did not have this light. The light comes on when the cycle is finished and the dishes are done. It says CLEAN. This little light has saved us about 4 fights a week. Seriously. Best. Invention. EVER!
No more arguing over him not putting the dishes away or him putting away DIRTY dishes or saying "Well, I couldn't tell if they were clean or not!?"
Like clean dishes and dirty dishes look the same?! Annnnnnywaaaaaay, Best. Invention. Ever.
Do you have one in your house? (A great invention, not a dishwasher light.)
Monday, June 02, 2008
The postpartum body
The postpartum period is kind of crappy in a lot of ways. One of those is not knowing what clothes to wear. You don't want to wear maternity clothes because you're sick of them and, if you're like me, and you've had two back to back pregnancies you're REALLY sick of them. 3 babies in just over 3 years and those clothes have gotten a lot of wear.
But, don't make the mistake of trying on your regular clothes at 2 weeks postpartum either. It will do nothing but make you feel bad.
Also, being postpartum, it might be a mistake to travel to a reception in another state where you will see literally hundreds of people who haven't seen you since about 50lbs ago. It might be. Not that I would know.
Yet.
On Saturday I will do just that. D and I are taking all 3 kidlets and boarding an airplane with a stroller, 2 carseats and several other bags in tow. If we don't get kicked off then we will arrive in Texas and drive 4 hours with D's lovely younger brother and his fabulous wife, who are being nice enough to lend us their car and a carseat for the trip. We will go to Mass (which could be enough to do me in) and then to the reception for D's twin and his new bride (A&C), who's wedding I had to miss just a few weeks ago. THAT part I'm excited about. VERY VERY excited. I love my sisters in law like they were my own sisters. I am still beyond bummed that I missed the wedding of some of my favorite people and I'm so glad we're able to get to the reception. I'll also get to see my actual sister and 2 nieces, who we haven't seen since September, so it will be a worthwhile trip!
That's all well and good, but there is nothing good about seeing hundreds of people in a barely 3 week postpartum body. What to wear?! The fear of their judgement; the whispered "she's gotten so FAT!" (vain much?!) was almost enough to make me cancel the whole trip. But I decided (OK - D told me) that that would be beyond stupid. He was right, I'm sure, but then again he can still wear the same jeans he wore ELEVEN YEARS AGO when we first met. HE can still fit into the same clothes he wore when we got married six years ago and HE does not leak things from places. *ahem*
But I am going, and I am going to suck it in (and maybe buy some Spanx) and smile big and hope people are too distracted by the baby to notice my jelly belly and double chin.
But, don't make the mistake of trying on your regular clothes at 2 weeks postpartum either. It will do nothing but make you feel bad.
Also, being postpartum, it might be a mistake to travel to a reception in another state where you will see literally hundreds of people who haven't seen you since about 50lbs ago. It might be. Not that I would know.
Yet.
On Saturday I will do just that. D and I are taking all 3 kidlets and boarding an airplane with a stroller, 2 carseats and several other bags in tow. If we don't get kicked off then we will arrive in Texas and drive 4 hours with D's lovely younger brother and his fabulous wife, who are being nice enough to lend us their car and a carseat for the trip. We will go to Mass (which could be enough to do me in) and then to the reception for D's twin and his new bride (A&C), who's wedding I had to miss just a few weeks ago. THAT part I'm excited about. VERY VERY excited. I love my sisters in law like they were my own sisters. I am still beyond bummed that I missed the wedding of some of my favorite people and I'm so glad we're able to get to the reception. I'll also get to see my actual sister and 2 nieces, who we haven't seen since September, so it will be a worthwhile trip!
That's all well and good, but there is nothing good about seeing hundreds of people in a barely 3 week postpartum body. What to wear?! The fear of their judgement; the whispered "she's gotten so FAT!" (vain much?!) was almost enough to make me cancel the whole trip. But I decided (OK - D told me) that that would be beyond stupid. He was right, I'm sure, but then again he can still wear the same jeans he wore ELEVEN YEARS AGO when we first met. HE can still fit into the same clothes he wore when we got married six years ago and HE does not leak things from places. *ahem*
But I am going, and I am going to suck it in (and maybe buy some Spanx) and smile big and hope people are too distracted by the baby to notice my jelly belly and double chin.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
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