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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Part-time Single Mom

My husband has been doing some part time work, which is excellent! The only draw back? He travels to do it and is gone for three (to probably even fours days this time) at a time. Those three days I spend home alone with the kids. So technically no, I'm not single....just feel like it for those days due to parenting by myself.

Lily's behavior stays the same when dad isn't home. If anything, she is easier because she knows she can get her way with dad so she isn't as whiny when he is away. But, the BOYS!!! Oh the boys.... UGH! Every single time my husband goes away we all have the talk about how they are to act when he is not home. When dad is away, the boys think it is time to play. And I don't mean my boys aren't allowed to play....they just run around like banshees! Constantly on each other, and screaming, and running, and wrestling. Robert's nine year old attitude comes to a head. Tyler becomes extremely clingy and whiny. He wants me to do everything for him. He wants me to decide what he should eat, what he should wear, what he should watch...

This morning I sent them out to the bus stop five minutes early, in the pouring rain. I had enough. It was only 8 am and I had already been yelling at them to leave each other alone. Stop running in the house. Stop throwing things. Stop hitting each other. Stop with the whining. Stop with the attitude!

I'm not an easy mom. I don't let everything go. So I wonder why they act up like this? I know they don't act this way for other people. They behave excellent in school. So, I guess I'm doing something right if they only act this way for me....
Aren't I?

Monday, March 29, 2010

Clearing something up

Im very pro breast feeding. I was upset last night as you can tell because I went to a blog that had thousands of follower and the woman was literally a nut case. I love breast feeding it is wonderful and I am very jealous that I couldn't do it longer. It was making me miserable and my daughter miserable. With Tyler I was on medication and with Robert well same as Lily. It has just always been hard for me. That is all.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

I Don't Get It

There are lots of things I don't get. The number one thing is why there are crazy ass women out there who have thousands of followers on their blog. I guess it's all about who you know. just like everything in this world.

Seriously, I'm trying on this blog, I really am. But I guess the whacked out home birthing, Nazi breastfeeding, I am holier than thou women just attract more blog readers. Hey, you wanna home birth, whatever, your choice. My good friend and I can give 100 reasons not to. The biggest one your baby's life. And hey, you wanna think you are better than us cause you breast fed your child till he was 6? Fine, whatever. But don't come crying to me when your kindergartner is talking about how tasty breast milk is at the lunch table. What ever happened to mainstream being popular, seriously?????

Saturday, March 20, 2010

So, I have been neglectful!

I have been neglecting my blog. Things have been crazy around here and my best ideas are put towards my submissions to Philly Moms Blog. After all I am waiting for someone to notice me and my writings so you can understand that I am sure.

Today Tyler finally got to go on a play date with Adriana, his best friend from school. I was nervous for him and me... I had never met her mom. All turned out well, Adriana is such a sweetheart and her mom is too. We had a great time and after an hour and a half of the kids running around we had two very tired kids on our hands. Well, make that four. She brought her younger son and I brought Lily. I know Lily is pooped when she is just standing hanging on the swing and not running in circles. She never stands still. We wore those kids out. By the end Adriana and Tyler were asking to lay in the shade and rest! LOL

Right now at home we are on the great cell phone hunt. Last time I saw my cell phone was Thursday night, or maybe Wednesday night. I don't know my days are blending. Lily grabbed it off the table and I have not seen it since. We are assuming the battery is dead by now because we text it and can not hear it. We tore the house apart. Everywhere you or a toddler could possibly think of, we have looked. I'm sure one of these days Lily will find it and bring it to me. I'm hoping it happens sooner rather than later. I can not afford a new cell phone!

The family is LOVING this warm weather. We ventured to Rita's today for some free water ice for the first day of spring. Ha ha! The lines where insane! The parking lot was mobbed! you gotta be crazy to stand in that line with 3 kids, one being a hungry toddler! We went across the street and got ice cream instead! Happy spring everyone!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Robert's Birth Story

My baby turned nine on Friday Feb 26 . In honor of his birthday I decided to share my birth story. Even though it was nine years ago, some of it feels like yesterday. This growing up thing he is doing is happening way too fast.

I was 20 and pregnant for the first time. It was 2001 Rob and I were married in Sept 2000 (when I was 4 months preg) and we had only been together for a year on Valentines day 2001, which also happened to be my due date for Robert. (Yes, we did everything very fast!) lol.

My due date of Valentines Day came and went. I wasn't having any contractions and I wasn't even dilated. Robert was really comfy and didn't want to come out, so the Dr set the date of Wed. Feb 26 to induce me if I hadn't gone into labor yet. Tues. Feb 25 Rob and I made a big steak dinner, it was delicious. At this point in the days leading up, Rob had taken me for bumpy rides, lots of sex, spicy foods, everything that was 'supposed' to induce labor. Obviously nothing had worked. So after our big steak dinner we tried going to bed early. Rob slept but I couldn't. I was so excited and very nervous. So I just stayed up and got everything ready for the next day.

Around 4 30 am I woke up with contractions. They were coming steady about 5 minutes apart. I know now that they were just Braxton Hicks and not the real thing, but being a first time mom I had no clue and was panicking. I was supposed to be at the hospital at 7 am for induction but ended up going at 5 30 because of the contractions. So they got me all hooked up and told me the contractions weren't strong enough so they had to continue with the induction and started me on evil pitocin, lol. The contractions were coming closer by lunch and getting more painful, the nurses kept telling me to get up and walk but I didn't want to. It was getting too painful, so they gave me some drugs through the IV, they knocked me out and I was able to get some sleep. I was about 4-5 cm around lunch time. I don't remember the rest very well. I remember getting an epidural and it didn't work, I still felt everything, so they gave me more drugs through the IV and tried the epi again but it still failed. So here I was at around 4:30pm at 10 cm, induced by pitocin which makes it more painful and my epi wasn't freaking working. I was pushing and pushing and nothing. I was screaming at everyone, I told Rob "This is your f***ing fault", "get the f**k away from me, I hate you, you did this to me". It was the WORST pain ever, ever, ever. The nurses kept telling me how to breathe and I kept telling them to get out of my face. LOL. I found out afterwards that I was screaming so loud I made a mom in the next room to me cry cause she was so scared! Ha ha!

So, my Dr was standing outside the door listening to me scream and push and it had been an hour and when I finally screamed at the top of my lungs (this is one of the only things I remember from pushing), "Get this f***ing thing outta me!!!". She came in and used the vacuum because his head was stuck. I remember her suctioning it to his head and using all her body weight to pull him out while I pushed. I remember thinking "that b**ch is gonna rip his head off!"

Finally, he came out. I have no idea how she caught him because she was using all her force to pull him out with the suction vacuum thingie, but she did, and handed me my beautiful cone headed little man at 5:31 pm. I cried and cried and cried. I started nursing him right away and I will never forget the feeling of finally having my little man in my arms. It felt like the whole world stopped and the only thing that mattered and was moving was me and my baby. I never knew I could love someone so much and so unconditionally.