Saturday, January 31, 2009

Oy, the days not over yet!

Well Peaches' party this morning was a success and everyone had a great time. Of course now I'm pooped as I was up mopping my kitchen floor this morning at 7 am so it would dry before the kiddos got up. Granted Jack and Anna got up before I was done mopping, so that plan didn't work out but I was too tired to mop last night. So I set the alarm for 6:30 this morning and dragged my butt out of bed to do it first thing. Ugh, it's just wrong to have to set an alarm for that early on a Saturday.

Anyway, you'd think that now I could just sit back and relax but no. I have a hair appointment at 3, which is in a little over an hour, to get my hair cut as this growing the hair out is for the birds. I've finally realized that I'm SO not a long hair person. Anyway, then tonight I am going to a friend's house as she's having a few friends over. Now normally I would cop out saying I was too tired, but I haven't been out of the house alone in so long that I need the break and the time for girl talk. Hopefully it won't be a late night, as I'm already yawning.........y*a*w*n*...........

But I guess when I look back on today, as tired as I may be right now (and even more so later on) I will look back on this day as one where I was able to give my daughter a party she loved, got my hair back to the way I like it and was able to go out and have some ME time....all in all not a bad day! :)

Friday, January 30, 2009

Almost ready.....not quite but almost.....

Tomorrow is Peaches delayed birthday party (thanks to my gallbladder removal surgery) and I have been cleaning all day...all week actually. But today is the final push as I knew if I tried to clean it really well anytime other than today I'd have to re-clean it before tomorrow morning. As my dear sweet hubby and kiddos can't seem to be neat for more than 24 hours! ;)

So I leave it to the last minute.

Then to add insult to injury I have to clean every room but my bedroom!!! Normally I'd just clean the downstairs and make the upstairs off limits, but this is a mystery party where the kiddos have to look for clues all over the house, so hence the whole house needs to be clean. It's at times like this that I really wish we had a basement so I could just hold the party down there. Oh well, you make do with what you got. ( "do" correct or is it supposed to be "due"??? I've only ever said it not written it, so I have no clue)

So now I'm at a point where the whole house looks good except for some laundry that needs to be put away and the floors need to be vacuumed and mopped. But those last two will have to wait until right before I go to bed, as I don't want to risk them getting messed up again.

Thankfully the party starts at 10 am and ends at noon.....well okay I've gone back and forth as to whether or not that was a good idea. On one hand it will be over and done with by midday....but then again it doesn't leave much time in the morning for getting ready.....and that means no sleeping in for me, or anyone else if they know what's good for them.........(insert hairy eye here!).

Overall I think it's gonna be a successful party. Dear sweet hubby and Little Man are going to spend some quality time together and Tink wants to be a part of the action here, so she'll get to stay but she knows she has to kind of lay low while Peaches has her moment in the spotlight.

Of course after all this we have Tink's party, which will be three weeks from tomorrow.......and that's one I'm not sure about as I don't know if I'm quite ready to deal with about 8 almost 6 year olds..............but I guess that will be better than 8 almost 4 year olds, which will be the case in the end of April/beginning of May.......Oy, I'm getting too old for this.....

Thursday, January 29, 2009

25 Random Things About Me

A lovely lady whom I consider a friend of mine did this on her blog and so I thought I'd see if I could actually come up with 25 facts about myself here goes......

1. My family doesn't want us to move to another state for fear I'll have another baby, as two out of three kiddos were born about 18 months after we moved to a new state (California, New Mexico and Colorado)

2. I've never been high or used drugs, or even smoked

3. I take Prozac.

4. I weigh at least 20-25 pounds more than I did before I got pregnant the first time.

(Sorry M it looks like I'm copying a lot of your facts :) )

5. I split my nose open when I was 3.

6. I had a hernia operation when I was in first grade.

7. I don't ever want to move back to California but I miss my family terribly.

8. I haven't spoken to my father in almost 8 years.

9. My husband is the only boyfriend I've ever had.

10. My best friend and I were so close in high school that people thought we were lesbians.

11. I have never spent a night away from my youngest and only been apart from my older two when I was giving birth to a younger sibling.

12. I've never had a massage, manicure or pedicure...some day though.

13. I would give my left arm to be able to sing beautifully....well okay maybe not the left arm but you get the drift.

14. I sometimes regret agreeing to my youngest daughters name as it wasn't one of my favorites but it was dear sweet hubby's turn to choose.

15. I will have to be seriously sedated when the time comes for my mom to leave us, as I am a TOTAL mama's girl.

16. I went to a "party school" for college but can't stand beer.

17. My blog is a type of therapy for me.

18. I absolutely LOVE to go dancing but married a man who had to be threatened with a lonely wedding night if he didn't dance at our wedding, go figure.

19. I sometimes wish we'd had another child a couple of years after Little Man, but only if it had been another boy.

20. I really wanted both my girls to be boys before we found out they were girls and was so relieved when Little Man was a boy.

21. I'm counting down the days until I can get a job and help bring in money, even though I really like being a stay-at-home mom.

22. I dream of moving into a larger house daily.

23. I can't stand to cook and love it when my dear sweet hubby does.

24. My dear sweet hubby works two jobs to make ends meet and allow me stay home with the kids.

25. I really like sharing stuff like this and wonder if that makes me a narcissist.....

Now it's your turn....if you dare! ;)

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!! I'm such a dunce!!!

Okay I tried to sign up my dear sweet hubby on Facebook earlier today and ended up nixing my account in the process.

You see I signed him up with another email account but thought I could add the one I was signed up with as a contact email. Uh....not so! As when I did it I some how nixed my account and have been waiting all afternoon for the Facebook people to get back to me and tell me how to get my account up and running again.

In the few months I've been on Facebook I've become quite addicted to it. I love logging in and seeing what my friends are doing. Plus I've reconnected with some old friends from high school and junior college. But now I can't log on......Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

Keep your fingers crossed that Facebook gets back to me by tomorrow or I may go through withdrawals!!! LOL

Monday, January 26, 2009

Just had an idea.....

....and if I don't write it down in some way I know I'll forget, so hence the post about my wonderful idea.....

Back in November I did a whole month of grateful posts, so starting on Sunday I'll do the whole month of February with love posts. I'll post about things that I love. Now this will include people as well as food, belongings and anything else that prompts me to say "ooohhhhh I love that!"

So hopefully I'll remember to re-read my own posts and then by doing so remember to do my month of love posts. And who knows maybe in March I'll do lucky posts....okay that may be stretching it but you never know it could be fun.... :)

This is gonna sound bad, I know.... why do we have to throw our kids birthday parties??? I mean it's so much work, the cleaning the preparations and then the money you have to spend in order to have a "Cool" party!!! Why can't our kids be happy with having treats at school with their classmates???

I know it sounds really bad to be complaining about this but I am so not a good party giver. Okay maybe I'm not that bad, but I don't really enjoy it. I worry and stress out about getting the house clean enough and clean on time. Then I worry that the other kiddos and parents are going to think that our party, or even house, is...well...below par. I've always had a hard time not worrying about what other people think of me, my clothes, house, car, and anything else about me. So to throw a party and not have the money to do one of those play places that can cost hundreds of dollars to rent makes me feel poor.

I know I shouldn't care about what other people think, just as long as my kiddos are happy with their party, but can't help but wonder what they are really thinking. I mean do they see the stress and concern on my face and decide to tell me that everything is great when it's not??? Or do they really mean it?

See I can't even not worry about what my own kiddos will think??? I'm a mess. UGH!!! And of course here I am sitting at my computer complaining about stressing about cleaning my house for a birthday party when the party I'm currently worrying about is this Saturday and I still have so much preparation and cleaning to do for it!!! Oy vey....I guess maybe I should just drag my procrastinating butt off of this computer and get some stuff done before I have to leave the house to go pick up Tink from kindergarten. Then maybe I can stress just a little bit less.....maybe but I doubt it....... ;)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

I'm just wonderin'....

.....would it be really cruel to bundle up my kiddos and lock them outside to play in the snow until their father gets home???
Not that I'm actually gonna do it, but I'm just wonderin' case I get desperate enough to do it..... ;)

Thursday, January 22, 2009

I'm not old enough to have an 8 year old!!!

Considering I'm only 27 in my mind that would mean that I would have had to have Peaches when I was 19, but since I didn't start dating her father till I was 20 that's just not possible!!!
So I don't think that Peaches is actually 8 and it's just a figment of every one's imagination! ;)

Especially since it seems like just yesterday this picture was taken.......

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Advice PLEASE!!!

I'm looking for advice on keeping my house clean.....because it seems like all I do every day is CLEAN!!! If the kids want to play a game I always end saying "not right now I've got to clean (fill in the blank)" Which really bums not only them but me too! I don't want to clean every day but I do.

Just shy of tossing everything except for clothes, dishes and furniture, how can I get my house to a place where I just have to tidy up??? I realize my house is more of a disaster right now because I was out of commission last week due to my surgery, but dang, how can it get this bad in one week???

I've look at that FlyLady website but just the home page is overwhelming for me, so I don't bother looking any further into it. And of course my time on this blasted computer probably doesn't help any. So I guess it's time to just get off the computer and start REALLY going through the house and only keeping what's necessary.

That will probably mean that I have to stop hanging onto things for sentimental reasons. I mean I have a whole hope chest of stuff in my bedroom of things I haven't touch since I put them in there before I even got married (11 1/2 years ago!).

So in closing, do you have any tips on keeping the clutter and disorder at bay??? Any tricks that you have used that have helped you get out from under a completely messy house??? I can't afford to pay a professional organizer or get a house cleaner, so those ideas are out.....well unless you are a professional organizer or house cleaner and want to help me for free....LOL ;)

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

My tummy looks "almost" normal again!!!

This morning I went and saw my surgeon and he took off the bandages and removed the stitches. Needless to say it feels WONDERFUL to be bandage free!!! However I'm not so keen on the boo-boos I can now see. The belly button one isn't so bad, so that's good (remember it's my favorite body part), but the one on the upper belly part doesn't look so good and it seems that my belly caves in a bit in that area. Now I don't know if it will go back to normal and be rounded out like the rest of my belly or not, but I hope it does.

After picking up Little Man and Tink we came home and I used some adhesive removers that my surgeon gave me to take the sticky residue from the bandages. As I was doing this Little Man informed me that I was "fat" to which I said "no I'm not" and he said "yes you are". Then I told him that calling someone fat was as bad as calling someone stupid, which in our house is a BIG no no. I don't know if he got it but I think I will try to start exercising again next week. Especially since I've decided that I will NEVER get a tummy tuck, as I don't ever want to experience that kind of abdomen pain ever again.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Laundry, sweet I missed thee.....


My dear sweet hubby was so good at taking care of the kids and cooking and kind-of-sort-of cleaning up, but the man avoided the laundry like the plague! So now that he's back at work and I'm mobile again it's up to me to get the laundry done and put away. Oh happy happy joy joy!!!

I guess in a way it shouldn't be so bad, as I mean I do have these cool new machines to do it in....

And after about a month of using them I still haven't gotten sick of them yet. I mean who could get sick of using a machine that plays a tune when the load is done??? It's so much nicer than that nasty buzzer the old machines had.

Of course all the help I had in doing the laundry when we first got the cool new machines has waned, but that was to be expected. I knew it wouldn't last but I did enjoy it while it did.

So with all that said I should probably get my tuchas off of this chair and downstairs to the laundry room. Of course I do know one thing that would make my life a lot easier in the laundry department.....and that would be if the laundry room was upstairs instead of down. You can't possibly begin to imagine how much I despise having to lug the laundry up and down the stairs!!! And I'm sure today will be no different, especially considering it was a week ago today I had my gallbladder yanked......ah yes....laundry how I missed thee.....NOT!!!

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Back at the regular routine...

Well today is dear sweet hubby's first day back at work after my surgery and I can't decide if I'm happy or not. I mean I'm happy in a way because it means that I'm getting better and am able to handle it by myself, but then again it was so nice to have him home all week.

I even took the kids to the library and Wal-Mart by myself today, a feet in and of itself on a Saturday when I haven't had surgery recently! They did great at remembering that Mom doesn't move as fast as she used to.

But the one thing that just chaps my hide about this whole recovery process is I still feel very bloated from all the gas they put in me to perform the blasted surgery. I mean I look down and I seriously look like I'm about 5 months pregnant!!! A frightening sight when you have three kids already and know your sanity wouldn't be able to handle a fourth! I'm really hoping it's a normal side effect and not some bizarre complication in my case.

Tuesday I go to see my surgeon and hopefully have my bandages removed. I've already had to purchase some medical tape to help keep them on as they are starting to peel. But I'm nervous about what my belly button area will look like. You see the belly button is my favorite body part, as it is a reminder of the closeness we all shared with our birth mothers.

Last night I had a mild breakthrough! I discovered that if I put my poor worn out body pillow under my belly I could lay on my left side, which is oh so much more comfortable than lying my back. I'm not a back sleeper, never have been, it's always been the stomach or the side for me. So to be able to sleep on my side is wonderful. Now I doubt I'll be able to switch sides easily just yet, but I can handle sleeping on one side all night if I can handle sleeping on my back all night.

Of course the most interesting part of dear sweet hubby going back to work today is the fact that I will have to make dinner myself tonight for the first time since last Sunday. So we'll see what I have the oomph to put together and I can't cop out and do my usual "I don't want to cook so let's have mac&cheese and hot dogs for dinner" as dear sweet hubby made that last night, LOL!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Not feeling so much guilty as frustrated....

....for the past few days I've been watching my dear sweet hubby try and take care of the kiddos and the house and while he's doing a great job with the kiddos, it's the house that seems to be suffering a bit.

He's doing his best, probably, but I tend to see areas that would really bug me if I weren't still in some discomfort from my surgery on Monday. However as I type this I can hear him downstairs with the two youngest kiddos cleaning up the family room.

Earlier I really wanted to get up and try picking up some stuff, but I knew it wouldn't be the best thing and that I really should take advantage of him having time off to rest up so I can be at my best when he goes back to work. Maybe he sensed that and decided to finally actually clean up. He's done great at keeping the kitchen cleaned up and keeping us all fed, but it's the other areas that he's been lacking. Like taking out the garbage, picking up the recycling (which he is the worst offender at leaving lying around) and generally just picking up.

Now I'm not saying that I'm the Mary Poppins of homemakers, you know practically perfect in every way, but I do try to make sure that I keep on top of the trash and recycling. I guess it all boils down to liking things done the way we do them. I mean who hasn't had a job where they did certain things their own way and if someone else did something for them they felt the need to go back and redo them, even if they were done properly, it just wasn't done "your" way.

So until my body allows me to operate at normal speed I have to just try to let it all go and be glad that he's home to help at all!!!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

All went well

The surgery went well and I came through with flying colors. (what does flying colors really mean?) Anyway, I ended up spending the night in the recliner downstairs, which seemed like a great idea but then I regretted it when I couldn't sleep because of all the unfamiliar noises, i.e. the clock ticking, the cats eating and using their litter box and dear sweet hubby's cell phone beeping because it's battery was low. But it was probably for the best since I had to get up every 4 hours to take my pain medication. So I set my alarm on my cell phone and would wake up take a pain pill and then waddle my way to the bathroom. You should have seen me getting back into the recliner, wow is that a sight to behold! Last night I was only taking one pain pill but it said I could take two at a time and I've done so since this morning at 5 when I had so much trouble sitting back down in the recliner and it seems to have helped a bit. I got up to use the bathroom a few minutes ago and when I didn't have nearly as much pain getting up I thought I'd walk around a bit. Then dear sweet hubby told me I had like 60 emails (a bit of a exaggeration as I actually had 30) so I waddled my way upstairs. I REALLY need to get a laptop one of these days! I'm actually thinking of trying to sleep in my own bed tonight. Maybe I'll get better sleep if I do.
Well dear sweet hubby just called that dinner is ready so time to waddle back downstairs to eat....

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Getting anxious again....

....but this time it's not about the house, I don't know why I want to clean it so dang much before my surgery, I mean the place is a pig sty most of the time anyway.

No, no this time I'm getting anxious about the surgery. It's that unknown factor. The last time I had surgery it was in like 1980! So 29 years ago I last went under the knife and considering I'm only a few months away from being 36 this means I was 7, so I have little to no memory of it.

But this time I'm well aware of everything. I'm already thinking of how I'll be strong for my girls when we drop them off at school tomorrow morning before my surgery. I know Peaches is gonna probably be a mess, she's the one who has been most vocal about not wanting me to have surgery. But I can't break down in front of them as I need them to be strong at school, but I know inside I'll be just as scared as they will be.

So I'm trying to relax and breathe deeply. I have this really bad tendency to think of all the bad that can happen, so I'm trying really hard to not do that. It's probably best to go into the situation with a positive attitude anyway.

I doubt I'll be blogging tomorrow after my surgery so I'll try to get on here on Tuesday to let you all know how I'm doing, that is if you are interested. So until then, maybe send a few good surgery vibes my way, it certainly couldn't hurt to get as many as I can......

Hugs to you all!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

This too shall pass....

.....what does not kill, makes you stronger.....
.....when I look back on this I will laugh....
.....and any other statements you can think of that try to make the trying situation at hand seem not so bad inserted here....

Oy Vey Bagels!!! After only four days back at school here we are at Saturday and a whole day of all three kiddos at home and because I have refused to let the TV stay on they have been at each others throats all day! The most peace and quiet I had was when we all took the dog for a walk earlier and while they were lagging behind most of the walk they were also not fighting with each other. (Note to self: must take walks with the dog and kids more often on weekends, no matter what the weather is!)

Now here we are at night and we all seem to be at the end of our ropes. It was a struggle to get them to eat the dinner I made and I even made a favorite of most kids: hamburgers and french fries!

Earlier I asked Tink to clear her bed so I could change her sheets for her, so she did. But when she did she piled everything on the floor so I couldn't even walk to her bed. It took me 90% of the afternoon to get her to clear a path, but when she did so she buried her pillow and blankets, so now she has to take care of those herself. Guess maybe she'll be sleeping on a bed with just a top sheet and a fitted sheet, as she has made no effort to finish the job. And to be honest I won't lose any sleep over it. She didn't make it easy for me to change her sheets and make her bed so she can lie in it as it is right now.

I've also adopted the attitude this year that if I have to clean up their toys they lose them. Whether or not they get them back is up to them and how they behave after losing said toys. Right now I already have quite a stash in my bedroom that I need to go through and decide whether or not to donate or throw away. If they can't pick up all their toys then they have too many, so time to downsize.

Okay, I think I've vented enough that I can get off the computer and go downstairs to try and conquer some more laundry before the end of the day. I want to get all laundry done and put away before Monday morning as that is when I'm having my gallbladder taken out and I don't want to stare at piles of clean but not put away laundry while I'm recovering as I know all too well that my dear sweet hubby won't put it away.......;)

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Gettin' a little anxious.....

.....and not so much about my surgery next Monday but more so about how things will operate around here with me laid up for a bit. With me being the only one who knows how to work a vacuum cleaner or the dishwasher, it should be interesting. Plus as much as my dear sweet hubby and children love to look at the washer, I highly doubt they will bother to use it.

Now granted I shouldn't be laid up too long I'm only having my gallbladder taken out laproscopically (I know it's spelled wrong), so I should be at least up and about in a couple of days. But it doesn't take long at all for this whole house to turn into a natural (or unnatural depending on how you look at it) disaster area.

So I guess this means in the next three days I'll have to whip this house into shape enough to stand a few days of being ignored.......'cause who really wants to have to tackle laundry and housework right after they've had surgery???? Not me that's for sure! ;)

Monday, January 5, 2009

21 more hours....

....till I get to ship these natives off to school and let their teachers deal with them!! LOL

Why oh why did they have to have a teacher workday today??? Don't they know us parents are chomping at the bit to send our kids back to school after having them home all day for two weeks??? Geesh!

Granted the past two weeks have been nice, sleeping in and all (well if you can count 7 am as sleeping in! ;) ) but it will be so nice to send them to school and not have to hear them fighting all day long. As sad as it sounds the only time they didn't seem to fight was when the TV was on. And I know it's bad parenting to just switch on the boob tube and let them veg out but dang it if it doesn't help my sanity hang on for another day. Of course with my in-law's visit the fighting didn't seem nearly as bad for the first week but this last week has been nerve wrecking.

Of course I may miss them at some point but we'll have to wait and see if that actually happens. ;)

Sunday, January 4, 2009

I'm quite possibly having.......

......a midlife crisis.

I don't know what else you would call it when you don't like your hair, body, clothes, house or vehicle and you wish that maybe you could have done something more with your life.

It just feels like in the last few days I've started hating my hairstyle (if it could be called that even), I've wanted to lose some weight and all of my clothes (95% of which are hand-me-downs from my mom and sister) just seem boring. (No offense Mom and S)

Then of course I'm fighting a losing battle trying to get my house clean so I've been dreaming of suddenly coming into enough money to buy a bigger house so everything has a home, or at least enough space to shove stuff.

And while my dear sweet hubby finally got the vehicle he deserves, I'm struggling with the one I have as it just seems to shrink as the kids get bigger. With all three of them in the backseat side-by-side they fight almost every single time we are in there, even if it's just the short trip to school. That really doesn't make a great start to my day.

Then I've been thinking about how I could have probably picked a better major in college which might have allowed me more options as far as jobs go. Right now I'm limited to just retail which doesn't have the best hours for a family and doesn't pay enough to allow me to make money on top of paying for any day care I might need.

I dunno I just feel kind of blue. Maybe it's the "after Christmas let down" I'm feeling and not actually a midlife crisis. But whatever it is I hope it goes away soon. I don't like feeling like this. I spent the whole month of November being grateful for all that I have, so to feel ungrateful like this is kind of disturbing...

Friday, January 2, 2009

Half my life...'s hard to believe but I have lived half my life without the one and only grandmother I've ever really known.

18 years ago today my mom's mother passed away after a battle with cancer (nasty disease). I was just about two and a half months shy of my 18th birthday, so thankfully I was old enough to have some nice memories of her. But she never got to meet my dear sweet hubby or any of my three beautiful kiddos, which saddens me to no end.

But while I mourn her every January 2nd, this time around seems to be especially hard as it marks half of my life since she has been gone. Where did the time go??? How did I get to be almost 36 so quickly??? I have no clue.

All I do know is that my mom was about 5 months away from turning 40 when her mom passed and it scares me senseless to think of losing my mom in about 4 years. So every day I thank Heavens for my mom's good health, even if her poor body aches her most of the time. Because I know when that horrid day comes they'll have to sedate me for quite a while or at least put me in a padded room, as I'm such a mommy's girl.

So since I'm crying now, I think I'll stop typing, but before I do I just wanted to say....

I MISS YOU LOTS!!!!!!!!!!!