Christmas 2011

     We had a wonderful time on Christmas, being with family and watching the kids open presents.. Being with the family is amazing..My house looks like a tornado went through.. Oh wait 3 tornadoes did come through.. Their names are Jamey, Kiera and Cooper... Every minute was worth it... I think I gained 30 lbs in the last 3 days... Just makes me more fluffy... Thank goodness my husband loves me for ME!  I know this for a fact... Every morning when he thinks I am asleep he will kiss my shoulder and tell me he loves me... and try to be as quiet as he can be so I can sleep... He is also determined to let me sleep as he also knows I am not getting any with this pregnancy... I am lucky and he is such a wonderful man... My mind is just drifting around in a million directions this morning... Maybe its because I can't get my mind off of finding out what our new little baby is going to be... 13 days now..Jan 10th can't come soon enough... Not to mention being able to see him or her moving... Know that life is created with God and love.. I guess with seeing so many children now growing up with only a mom or only a dad... It really gives me joy to know my children will grow up having both parents who love each other... And don't get me wrong, being a single parent isnt a horrible thing... But I was lucky enough to grow up with two parents who loved each other and loved me, until my father died when I was 15... So my became a single parent after that... She went through hell... My sister has two boys she raised basically on her own, from a divorce... I am so proud of her and her boys... Its not that I am totally against single parenthood, I just know it's HARD... For the same fact being married and sharing the responsibility of parenting is hard, I couldn't and don't want to ever have to do it alone... 

Walking Zombie

     This morning started way to early... Kiera woke up at 3:30 she had an accident in her bed... woke me up she got a shower and then it went from there... after her shower she asked me what should she wear... I told her footie jammies... (which she wears all the time) wait she lives in footie jammies... I told her to go and lay down in Cooper's room.. by the time that hour of dealing with the situation was done.. I was AWAKE... not that i had much sleep before hand... as the baby is positioned right on my nerves in my legs and the pain that shoots up and down my legs and spine all night long is miserable... So I am going on day 4-5 with very little sleep... While David ran to the store I tried to lay down, since the girls were supposed to be cleaning their rooms... NO, Kiera did not approve and kept coming in and waking me up... so needless to say I am still not getting any sleep... I am so dang tired... ugh I look and feel like the walking dead...  

Singing of Death

     Jamey was down in her room last night... She is working on cleaning it before MOM goes down and takes care of it... As mom tends to throw away lots of stuff... and yells A LOT! So, I am sitting in the living room and hear this awful, hideousness moaning sound coming from the downstairs... Kiera is standing beside me and says "Ma, Jay is hurt listen.." We both are listening and it sounded louder and worse... I make a wild dash to the downstairs door, fling it open with the thought of rushing down and needing the phone to call 911... As I open the door we realize that Jamey is singing, loudly and BAD! Kiera who is 7 said "Oh! Mom that is horrible!"  I came back into the living room and sat down and began laughing...  I thought it was just so funny... As she sings just like I do... BAD... then had to laugh even more as when I am singing she will start complaining beyond belief that I sound horrible.. then turns out she is as bad as I am... 

Mac n Cheese on the Floor

     Jamey was about 2 maybe 3 at the time.. she was in dance class and one of the mom's and her daughter came over from class... We were new to town and trying to make friends.. Jamey, is my first child, so I never knew kids could do the things they did... Up until this moment, I was the dreaded and hated "Perfect Mom"... Jamey never had a spot on her... clothes were changed 10x's a day.. even if we weren't going anywhere as some one might stop in and God forbid anyone see her with a spot on her clothes... She had never really been around other kids to understand what getting an attitude was...
     Kelly and Rachel had come over for her 1st play date... the house was beyond clean as always.. you could eat off my floors.. I had made mac n cheese for lunch along with sandwiches... nothing fancy but hey... Jamey had decided that moment she didn't like mac n cheese and wasn't going to eat it... Kelly, the mom, is well snotty... was telling me how to be a parent since Rachel was not her 1st and her oldest son was wonder boy perfect... I looked at her and said something to the fact of..."Well, my child would never do that!" thinking she was seriously stupid... at that moment Jamey looks at me and says "Not eating it!" and I said "Oh! Yes you are!" she had a spoonful of mac n cheese looked straight at me and smiled this evil grin and dumped it on the floor...
     At that moment I realized I could not control her down to a pin point of what I wanted... I spanked her little butt and made her pick it up... Sent her to her room and told Kelly she needed to go... Then I sat down and cried... Realizing that my perfect child had a brain that made its own choices... That I could guild her, but could NOT make her do everything that I wanted her to do..
     So, a few days later at dance class, we got there late as we walk in Kelly is telling all the other mom's that I reminded her of Sybil... Said that my eyes were about to come out of my head and then have my head start spinning and begin vomiting pea soup... I didn't think I was that mad... But I was mad... I remember sitting there and having all the mom's with more then one kid telling me... You just became a mom... One of them even explained to me... we didn't want to talk to you as you were thought of as one of the CHOSEN... then explained the chosen is an ALIEN mom who does not really exist... no fun, perfect and trying to empress instead of just realizing life happens and enjoy it as it goes to fast... Was a real lesson for me... now to see my house... its a disorganized zoo and blessing.. kids screaming... some days never even getting out of jammies... snuggling in bed for hours... instead of cleaning... and breakfast some days is left over pizza... I live for these days now... and regret the ALIEN took my brain days.. 

Poop in the Park

     Ever sit there and enjoy watching your children play at a park... Beautiful day, birds chirping, bright beautiful sun, tons of green grass, a giant wooden playground full of smiling children and laughter, parents enjoying the cooling wind on this glorious summer day... Just so you have a mental picture of how perfect this day was... David had Jamey and her friend Amelia and were hiking up the mountain, while Cooper, Kiera and I were at the park below along with about a 100 other people... Cooper  and Kiera never left my sight, I could see them from the waist up perfectly but there were these beams blocking the view from the waist down... Kiera climbs up to go down the slide and Cooper had been picking up rocks bringing them back and forth to me...Cooper was looking down at the ground and I thought nothing of it, just enjoying watching him..
    And then I hear it.... "OMG! Where is this kids mother?", I look around thinking what idiot is not watching their kids, as I see what mine are doing, not mine, ha ha ha, I thought... People are beginning to wander closer to Cooper who is 3 at the time. So I stand to see what is going on, thinking why are they looking at my kid he is just playing with rocks... And then I see IT! His pants are off COMPLETELY! and he is POOPING right there in front of God and everyone...How I was no further then 15 ft from him, how could I not know that my son was pooping just on the other side of the wooden beams... I was staring directly at him...I could see him, but just not from the waist down... That is where the issue came from... I grabbed Kiera as fast as I could, then grabbed Cooper's arm dragging him towards the bathroom... to embarrassed to pick up his pants from the park area...We get to the bathroom and then people were coming in and out.. Had Cooper, Kiera and I in a stall trying to clean him up... wrapped him up as good as I could and rushed him to the van... My first thought was I am going to kill him.. and if you are wondering.. no I didn't pick up the poop in the park... I never thought about it until I got to the van and had no pants for him, nor did I want to walk back out in front of all those people... Yes, I am an IMPERFECT mom...  I called my sister crying... total humiliation... and all should could do is fall apart laughing on the phone... and would you believe now I tell the story with great pride... as I am raising wild animals? I guess... But who ever said a 3 yr old boy wasn't part animal... 

The Bathroom Saga with Cooper

      My beautiful darling son, Cooper, and I were in shopping and I had to run to the bathroom in Hastings... Asked Grandma to watch Jamey and Kiera while I ran with Coop to the bathroom... Coop goes pee, no biggie, then its my turn... So needless to say, Cooper is in the stall with me, and there is a woman in the next stall over, should not be any problem right...Unless you have a 2 1/2 yr old who just realized not everyone has a "woo" as he calls it... discovered boys and girls are different... Coop escapes under the stall wall, to which I hear the woman next stall over hollering... "Go back to your ma'ma," and then I hear Cooper as I am trying to coax him back over to me saying "Hey! You got no WOO!" and giggling coming from him... I finish grab his  leg and pull him back through to my side as I am saying I am sorry a 1000 times... Wash both of our hands and escape before the woman leaves her stall, just praying she doesn't know who it was beside her..We get around a couple of isles and hear "Oh my God that is the kid that came under while I was using the bathroom!" and see her pointing straight at us... so needless to say I found grandma, 10 shades of red on my face and we left the store and left our cart just to get out as fast as we could.

Just another day

Do you ever feel like, well you will never be perfect... That is me... no matter how hard I try to have the perfect kids and perfect house... I live in a zoo of my own creation... and well am content with that... Everyday is a new adventure... In my house things happen like toys in the ears and/or nose...dirty rooms... melted crayons in the laundry that have ruined clothes... and so many other fun and weird things.... I have decided to start a blog about my imperfect life as a mom, for all those mom's who can't figure out how the "perfect" mom's do it... they don't... they just don't admit the truth... Kids are hard and no book will ever prepare you for being a parent... I truly love my family:
husband: David
oldest: Jamey
middle: Kiera
youngest: Cooper
and now #4 on the way...
I would never change my life to be one of those perfect mom's as I would be missing out on a whole heaping lot of fun...