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!

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???

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!!!

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!

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.

Where Does the Time Go...

I know I suck. I don't know why I ever stopped writing here. It was a HUGE stress relief. Kids are 18 months older since the last time I wrote. So much has changed/progressed/evolved, but I'm not going there. I'm just going to continue as if no time has passed. Although I will say that both M & A are FINALLY successfully potty trained.

Its 8:48 and they're all awake and having a party in their room. Literally. Probably has something to do with the M&M's my mom gave them at 7:45. Thanks!

Power Wheels, wicked good idea for Christmas presents. M really wanted one and that's all she asked Santa for these past few months. We break down and get her a Jeep. My parents decide to gift A & C Power Wheels as well. A got a giant 4Wheeler (honestly, the thing is amazing and I want one) C got a mini 4Wheeler that he can operate with his thumb. Christmas morning/afternoon was nice enough that everyone got to take a spin on their new toy in the backyard. All was fine and dandy until A drove hers into the pit/ditch/wooded area behind my parents house. Scraped eye and bruise on cheek for Christmas! Apparently turning/stopping/taking your foot off the pedal are not concepts a 3 year old understands. She's alive, that's all that matters.

Where has the summer gone?

Its August. I'm disgusted at the thought.