The Mom Pack
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5/17/08 ARRRGHHH WILL YOU ALL JUST STFU !!!!!!
5/16/08 Mom, MORE MORE MORE MORE
Have
you ever felt like you've exasperated all options? Like you have
nothing left to give? Well, that's me everyday. Everyday a kid or two
will constantly ask for something. Now, this isn't your ordinary
something. This is your $300.00 something. They will drive you crazy
and talk about it all day and all night long until they drive you crazy
enough to get it (that's their plan). Even though they're completely
spoiled and eventually
get what they want. They still want more. They will try every
initiative to get what they want. "My friend has one". "My friends Mom
got that for him". "I need it because it'll make me do better". After
all of the annoying begging and pleading , soon enough it's something
else. IT JUST NEVER STOPS. They
try guilting you, making you think you're a bad parent, every possible
tactic known to man. What they don't know, is that I know all of the
tactics. HA HA HA.
Now, here's my theory on the whole thing. I don't care. That's it. I just don't care. I believe in an earning system and nothing is ever free. You have things to do (chores) and if you're old enough, a job. I don't know why they think they're so damned slick, but the day I listen to a kid and allow them to guilt me into anything, now that'll be the day ( their father maybe).
Aww, my poor baby birds want some more..
5/13/08 Mom, it's whats for dinner
OK, so I'm lying. This what I wish my dinner table would look like, but it soooo doesn't.
I very often get the question, "What do you do for dinner, how do you feed all of those people at once, it must be crazy and hard" ? Well, crazy and difficult are just a few of the words that I can describe what dinner time is for me. My answer usually is very simple. " Have you ever been to a buffet" ? " Because, that is exactly how I do it". The food is cooked and plates are set up according to age. The youngest first all the way on up to the oldest. Yes, we all sit down and eat at the same time everyday. For if we didn't , my life would be even crazier. The kids clear their plates and put the dirty's in the sink. Baby is feed and cleaned and TA DA, dinner has now been accomplished. Yes, I find dinner time, everyday to be an adventure and it usually is. Food on floors, tables, hair, faces and oh ya, the walls. Dinner is hardly ever quiet or pleasant. I have yet mastered how to actually sit down with the family and eat when their eating. My dinner is usually about 1/2 later than everyone else's.
One day I'll master it, but I'm sure by then, It'll be quiet, and dinner time won't be the same. I have to cherish the craziness now while I still can...
5/12/08 Why can't this Mom be a hot Mom , ever?
No matter how hard I try to make myself look "put together", somehow it just always fails. I can put a cute outfit on, cute shoes. My hair did , my makeup perfect and sure as sh-t , there it is. The perfect "little person" hand print on my pants. How about the wonderful booger ring at exactly knee height, just where the baby reaches. Oh, we can't forget the boogers on the shoulder from the crying/whining babies.
No matter what, it's just plain inevitable.
Just when you thought you have left the house with no marks. You soon find food in your hair. No matter the age of your kids, they always seem to GET YOU. I guess these are the sacrifices that I wish someone told me about before I had kids. "You will never leave the house, EVER AGAIN, until your kids are grown, without a stain/mark/booger ring , Ever again". I know what I look like when I leave the house, I can only imagine what I smell like?
5/11/08 what the hell is up with the gas prices?
Now, I know I have used this picture before, but It's so damned relevant. It's official, gas in CT in now $4.00 a gallon. Pathetic huh? Speaking of which, we got a new furnace today. It took all of 10 hours to put in. That's 10 hours with no hot water. So not cool with amount of kids that I have. So, after the "energy efficient" furnace was put in, my husband made me go downstairs no less than 8 times to look at it. After the 8th time he wanted me to go down again. So I got pissed. " It's a f-cking furnace" . "What do you want me to say?" "Ohhh, it's so pretty, where's the big fat bow?" "You act like it 's a new car or something" What the hell? Now, I'm just plain annoyed, Not only did I pay 10 g's for this "energy efficient" furnace, but as the oil guys were leaving out of the door, the one said to me that "even though it's expensive now, that'll it'll pay for itself in 50 years".
50 YEARS !!! Are you for f-cking real?
P.S. I pulled off "noodle necklace fabulous" today with no problems.
5/10/08 Sexy mom's noodle necklaces
Don't be jealous, I'm noodle necklace fabulous !!!!
Now, you guys have the honors to see what I really look like (lucky you). Anyway, the main reason for the picture is to show you guys my bootiful noodle necklaces. Yes, not just ONE noodle necklace but TWO. Boy, have I been good this year (this is what happens when you have Irish twins, 2 of everything). So, of course for the next week or so until noodle necklace creations aren't so fabulous anymore, I have to wear them or keep them close by me at all times. I will soon get "Mom, how come you're not wearing your pretty necklace that I made you?" "Mom, you didn't think my necklace was pretty, why aren't you wearing it to work ?" I have to come up with a plan , yet again, as to how I'm gonna pull off "noodle fabulous".
Hide them in the car when I go to work and then put them back on when I come back into the house. Hide them in my purse, when I have to go to the store. Now, mind you these noodle fabulous necklaces actually weigh a lot. I think they're made with clay too. So what that ultimately means is that I'm gonna have a kink in my neck for at least a week and most likely my arm, if noodle fabulous necklaces are in my purse....
......OH THE JOYS OF MOTHER'S DAY...
So, my son's friend came over the house to "play" today. Now, that's the key term here, "play".
Geez, I really hope this kid's Mother isn't reading this. Anyway, he came over and the first thing that I thought was "Wow, this kid is big, he's even got bigger tities than ME. So all this kid wanted to do was play video games in my son's room. Now, I'm one of those parents where I kick my kids out of the house if it's a nice day. I really believe that there are really cool constructive things to do besides watch t.v. and play video games. As a matter of fact, we do own a video game system, but I won't allow it to be hooked up and played with very often. So, on that note, this kid was pissed because I wouldn't allow the system to be played with and told the two of them to go out and play. He didn't like that very much. He decided to call his 900 lb Mom up on the phone and told her to come and get him because I was being mean. HUH? Mean? Are you for f-cking real?
What happened to the good ol days when all you did was play outside until it got dark? We rode bikes around the block and went exploring. Neighbors kept an eye out for each others kids, and gave out icy pops. Now ? Now, you literally have to push these kids out of the door and when they're out, you have to check to see if their icy pops have been poisoned by the neighbors....I dunno...
5/08/08 I want to drink Bleach
There has been a lot of times in my life that I have wanted to ingest a poison or two, but last night, I was actually searching for it.
The husband and myself went out with another couple ( his friends). They just recently had a baby this past September. Well, evidently last night was the first night that she left the baby since she had him. The whole entire time all she talked about was this effing kid. "I miss him so much", "I wonder what he's doing right now"? "Do you think I missed anything at all"? "Did you see the most recent pictures of him"?
Now here she comes with this gigantic photo album of this baby. As she was laying this heavy book on the table, I was asking for my 5th vodka and cranberry.Uggh here we go again. Another couple decided to join us and the first thing that the Mom said to the other couple was "Hi, I just had baby ( ya in f-cking September), that's why I'm fatter, you want to see some pictures"?
OMG, ok so at this point I'm bombed off of my ass, I turned to her and said " listen, I'm out to get away from kids, not that you asked how mine were doing". " I don't really want to hear anymore or see anymore pictures of kids, you see, I'm not sure if you remember or not, but I have 6." "Yup, 6, I have all of their photo albums in the truck if you want to see them, but I don't want to bore you with that." Needless to say she shut up. What is it? Because I have so many kids, people think that that is my only topic? My only understanding in this world? Really, I have a lot of depth to me, and my life isn't based purely around kids. Yes, I love them. Yes, they're cute sometimes, but I can carry on a good conversation about other things too.
You know you're annoying when a Mom of 6 kids wants to drink bleach for fun, because you won't STFU about kid stuff.
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So on a new note, my 15month old has bilateral ear infections. Now, he just went to the doctors to get his immunizations 4 days ago. The doctor checked both ears then. "Beautiful" she said. The following day he ran a temp of 101. "Huh", it's most likely due to the shots. The day after that again 101, and again I thought it was because of the shots. The 3rd day, well, I just had enough. Enough of the crying and fevers. Now, I think that because I'm a nurse that I know everything (well, not always, but I try to wait things out if their not serious). So, I brought him back to the Dr.'s and was told that he has 2 ear infections.
Now, I don't think that I would have normally been as pissed as I was, but I KNOW that these damned doctors are the ones that gave him the ear infections. How, you ask? Because they don't clean their shit. The Dr. used the otoscope to look in my kid's ear, to inform me that they were fine , 3 days ago. Did they clean the otoscope in between kids? NOPE. So the odds are that the Dr. looked in some kid's ear that had an infection and decided to share the love with my kid. Nice huh? Now, I normally wouldn't be complaining, and I probably shouldn't be if I still want a job after today. But, I see a lot of nasty shit that these people do. You'd expect them to be clean/sterile, but half the time that's B.S. I have seen waaay too much to believe in sterility.
Now, my dear friends, that's where nosocomial infections derive from. Lack of cleanliness as well as lack of hand washing and cleaning of equipment...My poor nugget....
5/6/08 Parents that I can't stand.
Now, I'm no perfect parent by any means, but I have a couple of gripes with other parents. This is my list of people/parents that really piss me off.
1. I can't stand the parents that leave boogers / snots all over a kids face. You can have the cutest kid in the world, but with snots as an accessory, now you have the nastiest kid in the world..PEOPLE WASH YOUR KIDS SNOTS..
2. People that are SOOOOO into their kids. "Oh, I can't do that, my baby will be mad". " I can't leave the house, the baby doesn't like that place". "Oh, my baby hates that kind of juice".
Conversations that ONLY revolve around "the baby". Pictures of just "the baby". The baby sitting, the baby puking, the baby taking a dump, the baby blinking , etc.
OK, first of all your baby doesn't f-cking talk. Second of all, your "baby" is only 4 months old, how does it really know what it likes? Last, I really don't care to talk "baby", AT ALL, mind you see a million pictures of this wet rat.
3. Parents that DON'T CARE about their kids. I.E. terrorist kids, kids that threaten you and their parents. Kids that look like that haven't bathed or changed their clothes in a month. Kids that resemble walking garbage dumps. Kids with black teeth and boogers. Kids that swear and scream all of the effing time. Kids that have NO control and you damn well know that they're able to have some. Kids that can do whatever they want when they want.
People, YOU had these kids, WATCH THEM, and while your at it, give them a damned bath and put some soap in their mouths too.
I'm sure I have more "gripes" but these are my primary ones that really make me mad.
This is a spin off of yesterday's "where did my brain go". I was thinking today ( Yes, I actually had the ability to think today for a slight minute), and there are a lot of things that I DO know. Now, I'm not refering to education, profession, etc. I'm talking about with my kids/husband/family. Maybe an intuition thing. What I have come to realize is that I really do have a 6th sense. That 6th sense is the ability to "catch your ass out".
I can identify who farted and from which room at any given time. Just by the little toot sound. I can identify who left the dooky in the toilet and why they didn't flush, and even one better, whether or not that person washed their hands after words. I can identify ANY dropped object in ANY room in the house, and the person that dropped it. I can identify if you are REALLY asleep. I can identify a boo boo cry from any where in the world. I can tell if you're lying anytime, so don't try pulling a fast one. I can tell where any given kid is in the yard at any given time (this is partly due to their big ass mouths). I can tell if you're getting sick, even if you don't know. I KNOW when you don't finish all of your dinner, think I'm a dumbass and feed the piece to the dog, the plants, my garbage, my toilet, your little brothers plate. I especially know when you've spilled something and tried to pick it up before I found out.
I can keep going , but I know it'll just get boring for you guys. But see, I'm not so demented after all..
<--Yesterday's leftover pic, (evil baby)
5/5/08 where oh where did my brain go?
What has been with my brain lately? I feel as if I have a late stage of dementia or something. I can't seem to remember anything anymore. My kids have no names. EVER. " Where's you're older brother"? " What's the baby doing?" " Where'd the girl go"? "Hey, little one" !! " Hey, medium one !" Sadly enough my kids have learned to respond to my indicators. And as if that isn't bad enough, even my animals have no names. I have "big" dog and "little" dog. The thing is, is that both dogs are the same size (small). My husband answers to Hey, or Arrrrhhhh. Which ever comes out first. I feel bad for them, I just can't help it. There's so many names that I have to remember (6 kids, husband, 2 dogs and whatever else my kids bring home). I also have to remember my coworkers names as well as volunteers and yes, of course, my patients names.
There was this one time that I had a certain patient under my care and she stayed on my unit for about a week. This whole week I was calling her Sarah. Well, the day that she was going home, she came up to me to say good bye. As she was leaving, I said " Bye Sarah, I wish you all the best". As she was walking out of the door she stated " Hun, my name is Carol, but I like the name Sarah, so I didn't mind so much". OMG, How dumb I felt, and what was even worse, I was her nurse. Ssshhh , don't tell.
I got a new FYI, it's on kidney infection's
This is what I woke up to today. An evil looking gnome. My 6 year old ( Bear Baby) decided that he was going to get into my makeup today, and draw on his baby brother. He said that he wanted to make him look like a "pumpkin on Halloween". Oh, my poor baby. Where was my husband when all of this was taking place? " I was doing the laundry". " Something that obviously hasn't been done in days". Again, I try to explain to him that I can't work 11pm-7am 6 nights a week and than be a housewife too. The 2 just don't mix. If you like money, than you have to live with a dirty house and dirty draws. Anyway, other than being scared shitless of my own baby and debating if I should try to take his "pumpkin" face off, I took some pics. Thought you guys can have a laugh or two.
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You guys are having the honors of observing my sanctuary. Yes, the potty. This where my quiet time takes place. Quiet time? What's that? This is where I talk on the phone, carry conversations with my husband and even discipline a child or two in "private". This is the spot where I can cry in peace, laugh in peace, and......you got it...pee in peace. This is my "office" for work related issues and on that very rare occasion I have even taken my computer into my "office". My potty..
Now, my "office" is subjected to a lot of abuse. Especially when I'm in it. The kids knock on the door and if that returns no response it gets kicked. Of course the response then isn't so good. My "office" door has had crayon, marker, and even the occasional paint, on it. It has had Play Doh molded on it and it's hinges have been torn down more than once. My "office" door has even had the bottom cut off of it ( Thanks to my husband thinking he was a carpenter for a minute, and decided to fix the problem with a chain saw). My "office" doesn't always smell to good, but that's not anything febreeze can't handle. My "office" never has toilet paper "on the roll", for most of the time it's unraveled to create some creation or another. The abuse my "office" has taken. Maybe one day I'll have it remodeled with a real office chair in there. Now, that would be funny.
My sanctuary is soon going to become the potty training room, yet again..I can't wait..
Ok, first of all, I have to say that I'm sorry for the delay. It has been a very trying day. Trying with patience, trying with love. Trying with devotion. There was a tragedy today. A death. A death that was almost expected. A very sorry thing. So many lives that have been changed for ever, just because of some very bad decisions. How much burden can one family take? How much sacrifice can a person make? How much is too much? Is there such a thing as overindulgence with one's family? When is family not family any longer? How much can a family or a family member be "burned"before you realize that it damn well hurts? ......Life.......
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Well, we went out today (the kids and myself), with a friend of mine that has 2 kids (8 & 5 yrs ).
I thought for sure, that because she has kids, that we were gonna have a good time. We tried to be kid friendly, so we initially took them to a park. What a disaster that turned out to be (I really hope she doesn't read my blog ). ( Great, now I feel bad because I'm talking/writing bad about her now).Anyway, here we are at this park, I've got 4 kids with me and her 2. Well, my kids are of course, tearing up the park. No regards for nothing but fun. Well, here she is dictating every move her poor kids were doing. " No, don't play in that dirt. " No, don't play in that sand box". "No, don't touch the swing, it has germs". Ok, so at this point I just wanted to ingest some bleach, she wouldn't shut up. " Go wipe your hands on the wipeys". "Look at your hair, it's a mess". Than she turned to me and said " I don't know how you can just let your kids roam around in the park and do whatever they want." "Look at them, they're pigstyes". My answer was pretty simple, "I know, but they're having fun , aren't they"? I think because she is a friend of mine, that I didn't really say anything snotty to her, but I think she saw my example and hopefully utilized it a little. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm the furthest thing from a perfect parent , nor do I portray myself as being one. What I do know is that kids are kids for a reason. So they can have no disregard to anything. So they can have fun and get dirty. So they can remain carefree and innocent for those few seldom years.
There are so many things in this world that one has to worry about. Letting my kids have fun at a dirty park isn't one of them. Let 'em have fun.
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