Wednesday, February 1, 2012

What an Imagination...

Picked A from school today. Her teacher approached me and says "A had a sad face on this morning, when I asked what was wrong she said to me 'I'm just kidding myself Ms. C, I'm waiting for my teeth to grow like a vampire's, but its never going to happen.' Her imagination amazes me".

All I could was smile and wrack my brain to try and figure out what the heck she has been watching on tv.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Hi Neighbor!...



I met Troy Brown last night! We won at contest at Dad's bar, so Troy and the team from Narragansett Beer came out with lots of free stuff. I maybe went a little overboard and got my nails done and my curly hair blown out all pretty in preparation for meeting a famous person. But hey, it was worth it!

I think Dad had the most fun.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

There, I said it...

Last night was so fun! Took the godmothers of my three children and my mom to PaintBar and we drank wine and painted amazing canvases. If you haven't tried it out, you should.

When painting was over we of course had to have a few more drinks before we went home. Well, by the time I got home, I was feeling pretty good and as I was putting myself to bed, C was waking up with a temp of 104. I didn't panic, my kids run high temps, its the norm for them. Poor little guy got some motrin, got to take a bath at midnight (a cold one, but he didn't seem to mind and was actually pissed at me because I didn't put bubbles in the tub) and then got to snuggle with Mommy in her bed and watch Cars 2. Mommy would have been fine with this too if she hasn't consumed about 3 too many alcoholic beverages and could barely keep her eyes open.

My facebook post at 12:35AM summed it up best..."This is the shit I hate about having kids. There, I said it."

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Embarrassing Moment of the Day...

This morning I ran to Target with C & M. Just had to get "a few" things and ended up spending about $170.00, I hate it then that happens.

As we're strolling through the store, we pass the "Intimates" section. C looks, points at the bras and screams "BOOBS!" And proceeded to point and yell until the bras were out of site.

Happy 2nd Birthday C!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

To Work or Not To Work...

I used to be a working mom. I used to get up 5 days a week and go to work. My daughters went to day care. My daughters are 17 months apart. When M was 20 months and A 12 weeks, we began our 6 month journey of Mommy trying to stay sane while caring for 2 babies and working full time. It was exhausting getting the 3 of us ready every day. I didn't dust my house for months. I loathed my boss and had enough of her cluelessness. But, I carried the health benefits. So I had to work. Then something amazing happened. Hubby got a new job with great benefits. We did the math over and over. If I helped out at Dad's restaurant one or two shifts a week, I could stay home. Not paying for day care was a HUGE bump in our take home income.

I've been a SAHM for just under three years. Best decision I ever made. I couldn't hack it being a working mom and applaud the women out there that can. That being said. I've read a few articles out there this week about working moms and stay at home moms. And the articles themselves are meant to be funny, and I love them. But when really irritates me is the nonsense comments from people. Being a SAHM was a choice I made. I don't ask you to judge me because of it. And I won't judge you for working everyday. Why can't people just lighten up???





Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Stay Home You Idiot!

M is a big girl. She's 5 and its scary. Over the weekend she told me she wanted a PB&J for lunch. I was changing a diaper or wiping a nose or something to that effect and was not moving fast enough for her. So M went to the cabinet, got the peanut butter, went to the fridge and got the jelly and then got herself one slice of bread. I'm watching her and looks up and says "I'm getting a spoon because I shouldn't use a knife." as she proceeds to get a spoon out of the utensil drawer. And then she made herself a sandwich. Sigh. But I bet if I ever ask her to repeat the act, she'll pitch a fit and claim ignorance.

SPEAKING OF IGNORANCE...went to a birthday party over the weekend for a dear friend's little girl. Lots of kids ranging from 10 weeks to 5 years (M was the oldest, again, sigh...) So much going on, it was a great afternoon. At one point A needed to use the bathroom and she has been to this house many times and knows where the bathrooms are upstairs and down. She asks permission from the party host to use the bathroom upstairs. I watch her from the bottom of the stairs as she knocks on the door. She opens the door and there is a couple (whom I don't know) in there bathing their child...odd...but whatever. I wait until the party is over to ask my friend what that was all about.

Well, turns out the child vomited all over my girlfriend's dining room and an hour before that had diarrhea all over the changing table in my friend's daughter's room. The child's father then tells the party hostess that his kid has been throwing up all week but was feeling better so they thought he was fine. So that made it OK to bring your little germ bag to party with other kids, one being 10 weeks old!!! HELLO!

So I was upset, but another girlfriend was more upset and her exact words were "If me or my kid get sick I'm going to assault these people" and then "I'm going to have my kid puke in a bowl and leave it on their front lawn" - but really we all laugh it off just secretly hoping no one gets sick.

Well, C is sick. One gross diaper change and 2 episodes of projectile vomiting before bed. FML. Thanks for bringing your sick kid to a party, IDIOT!!!

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Network-Health, Not a Fan...

My hubby has been unemployed for awhile, as have a lot of people. So the Commonwealth of Massachusetts has been picking up our health insurance tab, we had a Blue Cross/Blue Shield plan, it was great.

Well, the Commonwealth has decided to switch us over to Network-Health, probably saving themselves a ton of money, which I can respect. What I don't respect is Network-Health's inability to keep up with the volume of people the Commonwealth has laid on them this week. Really NH, you didn't realize your website was going to get an increased volume of visits and maybe you should get your server ready? You didn't realize that your phones would be ringing non-stop as people try to figure out their new benefits? I've tried to call EIGHT times in the past 24 hours. The first 4 times, I got a busy signal. The 5th time I get "We're sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed." The 6th time, I got a very rude prerecorded message (Yes, rude, like they're annoyed with the call volume they're receiving). So I do as the message says and press 9, only to be hung up on. THANKS! The 7th & 8th times, I got "You're call cannot be completed at this time, please try again later." KISS MY ASS!

And the kicker, I have to find a new pediatrician office for the kids, Network-Health was kind enough to reassign them, and put them in THREE DIFFERENT offices. Again, THANKS! And I'm pretty sure I have to find a new OB/GYN - I was most sad about this, I love my OB, but a good friend pointed out that I can get a pap anywhere and I'm done having kids...

But again, KISS MY ASS NETWORK-HEALTH!

Monday, January 2, 2012

Oh, hey Rondo!!

Made a deal with A today. She has been bugging me to buy Apple Jacks for about 3 weeks. So today I told her if she could go 3 days without a tantrum I would take her to the grocery store and buy her Apple Jacks. She agrees. I ask her what a tantrum is, she replies "When I whine and cry and kick my legs..." Deal lasted 30 minutes, I won. Maybe 3 hours was a more realistic goal.

Then we ran some errands with Nanny. We make a stop at McDonald's drive-thru to get the kids smoothies. From McDonald's we go to the Paper Store to do some exchanging. I stay in car with kids and Nanny goes into store. CJ starts yelling "Help" from the backseat because he spills the smoothy. Wonderful. I grab the wipes, go around to the other side of the car and start cleaning him up. I had a few choice words as I'm cleaning and then I notice a gentleman waiting to get into his car, but I was kind of in the way...I look up to Rajon Rondo. Awesome. I was so embarrassed at him overhearing my annoyance of cleaning up a 2 year old, than I sheepishly smiled and ran back to the driver's seat. But really, who gives a 2 year old a smoothy??? My bad.