Working Mom

The VaaaaKaaay

2008-08-12T21:28:15Z

I just got home this week from my first ever Friends Group vacation. A group of four families all went in together and we rented a house in the Outer Banks in North Carolina. I was completely nervous about it because the group was entirely my husbands friends from college and their wives and families. I know everyone of course but mostly just from social gatherings. We don't do alot of one-on-one hanging out. So to be in a house with everyone for a week, well honestly it just made me nervous. Well my fears were all wrong. I had a really good time and got along great with everyone. The kids in the group where ages 5, 3.5, 2 and 8 months. They were all pretty much angles the whole week. No one was spinning out of control or anything! The only thing I would look forward to next time is that maybe my son would be old enough to sleep in another room with the bigger kids so I could sleep a bit better. We had him in an air bed on the floor and he did fine with that. But like clockwork at 4 am he would want to get into the bed with us and scream if we refused. Because we had others sleep to consider he won every time and once he was in the bed with us. I did get much sleep. It was hi mommy. Kiss Mommy, mommy move the blanket....... oy.

The house was beautiful and had a pool and hot tub. We spent alot of time in the pool and nick started doing so good with his swimming. He would actually step off the third step and kick his little legs like anything. I of course had him in his little swimie vest. The beach there was great as well. The water is calm and clear compared to what I am used to. Nick had a blast throwing the sand at Daddy and into the water.

In the evenings we spent too much time drinking and the guys where telling war stories of their younger years. It was great. I would definitely do it again!

Here is a video of Nick swimming..
Is my voice really that annoying.. I hate the sound of it!

Like PopPop

2008-07-31T23:50:40Z

So back in June when we went on vacation my son started telling me Poopie when he was "making a diaper" as I like to call it. So when we got home I went and bought him some underpants and said ok he's a little young (23 months at the time) But if he is able to verbalize it to me then I think it's time to start training.

He's been doing really well with it and tells me now even when he has to pee. But he's stopped telling me when he has to poop. What gives with that? I'm not sure but it's hysterical if you ask him where the poopie is because he will call out "Poopie, poopie, where are you?". Then he lifts up his, um, well boys, junk, unit, whatever you want to call it and looks down to see if it is coming out of his butt. The first time he did that I nearly fell over with laughter.

What has been happening now is that my Mother In Law took it upon herself to teach him to stand and pee. I had not started that yet with him. Now everytime we go into the bathroom he will say, "Pee Like PopPop" and my mind is flooded with mental pictures that I don't want to see! AHHHHHH. Well I guess it's time to bust out the cheerios for target practice.

The ones we love.....

2008-07-30T21:14:59Z

What happens when the ones we love hurt us? How do we react to that? Is it possible to become bigger and better? To learn from it and walk away stronger? People will always hurt you at some point. That is inevitable, whether intentional or not, when do you forgive and when do you not forgive?

A simple type of love in my opinion is friendship. I've had friends in the past where I had to work hard to maintain the friendship. I would call say once a week and I was always the caller. Then down to once a month, then maybe a couple times a year. I always would be the one to make the call. Eventually nothing... Does that mean that person doesn't care anymore? Or am I the one who doesn't care anymore? I guess at some point you have to be good to the ones who are good to you and forget the rest. I have some friends, on the other hand, where we always find something to talk about. It could be months without talking but when we do finally connect it's like not a single day has passed. It's funny how with some people it works that way but not with others.

Now in relationship love it works different. A friend who hurts us.. depending on the offense is much easier to write of and forget about then say a spouse or boyfriend. In a relationship you have a much deeper connection usually at both a mental, physical, and maybe even children so your blood lines are tied for life. Hurt in this situation can run very deep. Sometimes it's just lack of simple attention that hurts us. Your man doesn't tell you your pretty anymore or doesn't show much affection. This can add up and make you feel like dirt over time. It can spoil your self esteem and if you let it get to you bad enough it can mentally start to affect you. Infidelity, mental abuse, physical abuse these are all things that can spoil a relationship. At what point though does it mean they don't love you, or at what point should you stop loving them? Then we could start on does Love even exist? Or is it purely us (humans) trying to put a magical spin on what we are wired to do? Procreate and propagate the species. Why does a mother love her child so much? Is it simply a chemical reaction in the brain or is it something higher? Who knows......

Attack Sprinkler

2008-07-27T21:11:48Z

There is a new danger lurking in suburban America. Waiting to sneak out of the side of house and spray you just when you thought you were safe. They seem harmless but they are scaring the poop out of toddlers everywhere! They come in many styles and with different forces. The one caught in this photograph is the rare spiral miral!

BEWARE THE ATTACK SPRINKLER!

Whats it all Means

2008-07-25T21:15:40Z

I'm going down I-295 at about 80MPH. My heart is racing as I am listening to loud music. I'm dancing in my seat thinking about my younger days. Remembering the good times of my college days, too much partying, too much drinking, to many boys, and not enough studying! Ahh the days. Time is slipping by way two quickly. It feels like just yesterday I was a careless teen and today I am a mother in a high paced job, managing a family, household, finances and more. When did I grow up? Where has the time gone? In a blink I think I will be 50 watching my own son starting his family.

Life is going by too quickly and if you don't grab each minute then that is a minute lost that you can never regain. I wonder how many minutes we waste each day? Waste fighting, thinking, drinking coffee, gossiping.... Are they really wasted minutes? I guess that just depends on the person and what you think of as waste. I know I waste to much. Here I am 29 + years old and what have I done? Family, house, and the usual stuff. Is it an accomplishment. Yes I would say so as many many people have far less then me. But what I have I done for those people? I'm starting to think that is a huge problem because I have not done that much. So many of us are racing, racing, racing.... for a bigger house, better car, more toys.. blah blah blah.... But we have alot of people out there who will never have any of that because of disease, disaster and many other things. Besides material gain for ourselves we really need to give back, more then just the church basket and holiday food drives... We need to pull together as one humanity.

I pledge Allegiance

2008-07-22T10:25:33Z

Hi Guys!
I been away for so long!!! We are doing well. Thursday is Nicks birthday. I can't believe he is almost 2. He is talking like crazy and I am amazed every day at how smart he is. He can already say the pledge of allegiance.
I'll post more updates soon....

Airplane!

2008-03-24T20:27:00Z

So I'm sitting in the kitchen with my son in the height chair feeding him dinner. He looks outside and proudly stats swinnnnng and slide. I said thats right buddy there is your swing and slide. He looks at me and says outside. I respond sorry buddy it's to cold out today. He continues to eat his noodles then looks up quite excited and yells AIRPLANE! AIRPLANE! I say where buddy there is no airplane and he responds back with AIRPLANE.

I was a bit perplexed but said ok honey and he finished dinner and after some playing and bath I put him to sleep.

When my husband got home I asked him if he had the same experience the day before when he was feeding him dinner he said yes. It turned out what Nicholas thought was an airplane was an old style TV antenna on the top of one of the neighbors houses. At dinner time the sun hits the antenna just right so it looks like an airplane in the distance.

What a smartie pant I got!

Dancing fool

2008-03-24T20:10:51Z

if these don't make you smile I don't know what will...

Weeks end

2008-03-21T23:58:30Z

Well the week is over. I haven't stepped on the scale but I ate pretty healthly and I did cardio three times this week. Summer is a coming.. I'll keep you posted.

Scale Topper

2008-03-17T21:56:40Z

Yesterday morning I felt it was time.. I had not stepped on the scale in I don't know how long. My pants are feeling a little tight and I hate it when I feel like my gut is trying to escape over the top of my jeans. I don't like to wear forming shirts because I see this roll under the shirt and I become disgusted with myself. I took my clothes off to get in the shower and got up the nerve to step on the scale. I looked down with one eye and I see 135 blinking back at me. But it wasn't just blinking.. it was screaming stop being lazy you fat ass..

To those of you reading saying, OH my god I wish I was 135 lbs, keep in mind I am only 4'11, so for me it's heavy. In my life I topped the scales at 152 when I was pregnant. During non-pregnant adult life, my heaviest was 145 and my lightest was 110. (For me adult life is over 21) At 110lbs, looking back at pictures I think wow I looked so hot but it's very hard for me to maintain. I was running then and lifting weights 4-5 times a week. I was single and no kiddies of course so I could devote the time to it.

I had hit 145 my senior year in college, school was stressful, my mom was dying of cancer and I just didn't care. About two years after I graduated my elder sister was diagnosed with colon cancer at 29 yrs old. It was a wake up call for me. I needed to get the weight off and be healthy again.

After I got married I think I fell into what many couples do. You get comfortable with your spouse and situation and don't feel the pressure to be so thin. I started to put a little weight on and before I got pregnant I was weighing in at about 125. After my son was born I did really good for awhile and I got back down to 125. But then after that first holiday season since his birth I just lost my motivation and have been slowly putting the pounds back on. Now I find myself at 135 - dangerously close to that 145 I once was.

It's time.... I need to get fit.....
Help me...................

2001 145 lbs

2003 115 lbs

2007 back up to around 132