Today begins the first day of Train Junkies Spring Break. Who by the way MAY be outgrowing the, wait for it, TRAINS! I KNOW. I can hardly believe it. Needless to say, he may be getting a new nickname one of these days.
Back to our rousing Spring Break plans!
I know after the grueling pressure of Pre-School Train Junkie needs a week of relaxation and unwinding. He is a Party ANIMAL! Probably catch up on some good old Max and Ruby, play construction outside, and lets not forget the newest interest at the Posh household. MONSTER TRUCKS!
I have some big plans of my own. There will be loads of laundry to be done, carpets to clean, and packing to be done. And then, you can find me pulling my hair out while my boys systematically drive me nuts!
Seriously, this week is a big week for us. In 7 days, hubby will finally be home! This is not a 6 months I ever want to repeat. I have been overwhelmed and overstressed. We wouldn't have made it without Gods grace. Although honestly, my patience has worn thin, and a lot of time I have felt like my sanity was hanging by a thread. Its been my fault most of the time. I have a hard time asking for help. I feel like I should be able to just deal with it. But ya know, we did make it. Words can't describe how excited we are!
Tomorrow they are drawing the name of the person who get the First Kiss. Pray that I win!
Heres to Spring Break 2008, its gonna get crazy up in here. Yo.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
You Know What They Say About A Sleeping Baby....
I have come to the conclusion that The Princess is the worlds lightest sleeper. Any little noise gets her tossing and turning and usually waking up. For the most part, I can nurse her and get her back to sleep.
Last night I was not so lucky. I had gotten up with my boys to take them to the potty and get them back into bed and in doing so, I woke the sleeping baby! By the time I went back in the room, she was pretty upset. I picked her up, re-wrapped her in her blankie and set about getting her back to sleep. She was not having any part of it. It was about 3:30 and she was bright eyed and waving her arms around grinning at me!
I put her back in her bed with a kiss and a good night and grabbed my pillow and a blanket to head downstairs to the couch. I really didn't want to lay on the couch, but I knew if I didn't, she would fuss at me.
Let me tell you, there is a HUGE difference between a couch and our queen size bed. I couldn't get comfortable, so I just lay there listening to The Princess chat with herself. When the spaces between her talking, and the bits of quiet got a lot bigger, I decided to get back in my nice cozy bed.
We had a lovely cold front come through The Armpit so it was really chilly. I had turned the heater on, and if I open the bedroom door when the air is running it doesn't seem to squeak so much. I opened it only enough to slip in. The MINUTE I did, I heard her rustle her covers.
ACK!! I so did not want to wake her back up. I bent over and slunk (is that even a word?) to the bed. She moved a little more and starting talking a teensy bit in her sleep. NOOOOOOO.... Bent over at the waist I was laying with my chest and head on the mattress, feet flat on the floor. I waited a little longer, Princess quieted and I began to literally slither across the bed.
I felt like a sitcom waiting to happen. It took me like 5 minutes to get my entire body on the bed. Mind you, I was horizontal across the width of it, but I was in BED, dang it! My sweet girl started talking again and she does this little singing thing when she is putting herself to sleep. She started that up again while I lay there trying to be as silent as possible. So I began to make my way to getting my head on my pillow. It felt like an eternity.
Did you know, you could take 20 minutes to get into bed? And that sleeping baby? She let me sleep until 6!
Last night I was not so lucky. I had gotten up with my boys to take them to the potty and get them back into bed and in doing so, I woke the sleeping baby! By the time I went back in the room, she was pretty upset. I picked her up, re-wrapped her in her blankie and set about getting her back to sleep. She was not having any part of it. It was about 3:30 and she was bright eyed and waving her arms around grinning at me!
I put her back in her bed with a kiss and a good night and grabbed my pillow and a blanket to head downstairs to the couch. I really didn't want to lay on the couch, but I knew if I didn't, she would fuss at me.
Let me tell you, there is a HUGE difference between a couch and our queen size bed. I couldn't get comfortable, so I just lay there listening to The Princess chat with herself. When the spaces between her talking, and the bits of quiet got a lot bigger, I decided to get back in my nice cozy bed.
We had a lovely cold front come through The Armpit so it was really chilly. I had turned the heater on, and if I open the bedroom door when the air is running it doesn't seem to squeak so much. I opened it only enough to slip in. The MINUTE I did, I heard her rustle her covers.
ACK!! I so did not want to wake her back up. I bent over and slunk (is that even a word?) to the bed. She moved a little more and starting talking a teensy bit in her sleep. NOOOOOOO.... Bent over at the waist I was laying with my chest and head on the mattress, feet flat on the floor. I waited a little longer, Princess quieted and I began to literally slither across the bed.
I felt like a sitcom waiting to happen. It took me like 5 minutes to get my entire body on the bed. Mind you, I was horizontal across the width of it, but I was in BED, dang it! My sweet girl started talking again and she does this little singing thing when she is putting herself to sleep. She started that up again while I lay there trying to be as silent as possible. So I began to make my way to getting my head on my pillow. It felt like an eternity.
Did you know, you could take 20 minutes to get into bed? And that sleeping baby? She let me sleep until 6!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
I Am Not That Strong
When hubby and I got married, almost 7 years ago, I learned that he was meticulous about certain things. For example, back in the days when we had time to make our bed every morning, I caught him putting hospital corners on not only the sheets, but the blankets too. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have down it to my down comforter and duvet. Personally when I get into bed at night, I like to be able to move.
The longer we were married, it was funny to see what he would obsessively clean next. When Train Junkie decided he wanted to control the food going into his mouth, I was all for giving him a spoon and letting him go to town. Hubby, well, he refused to let him do it. Because of the mess. Boy was he delusional! I am sorry, but Baby = Mess! and a BOY well, that equals very LARGE mess!
I think Train Junkie was like 2 and a half before hubby let him feed himself with a spoon. Thankfully I had been letting him do it for quite a while!
Last year, before he left for deployment, we had gotten home from church. It was early afternoon, but the boys were tired and HUNGRY. Hubby decided for some odd reason it would be a GREAT idea thought he would sweep all the leaves off the front and back porch. Before lunch. Leaving a cranky and pregnant ME to keep the boys inside and make them lunch. When all they wanted was to be outside with Daddy. Which he didn't want, lest they mess up his lovely little piles of leaves. Needless to say, that didn't go over very well with me.
One of the ongoing cleaning projects, is the Durango. He likes to take it about once a week, two at the most, and wash, vacuum, and clean it out. I say more power to him, its not my favorite thing to do. Its not even my second favorite thing to do. I would put it somewhere after vacuuming and before ironing.
So considering hubby is deployed and I am so not motivated, I have done very little cleaning out of the car. However, this past week, I started longing for it to be clean. I wanted to have a quick solution. I imagined taking my car and turning it on its end and SHAKING all the junk out of it. Then getting the biggest broom ever and sweeping it away. I tried that, it didn't work.
The longer we were married, it was funny to see what he would obsessively clean next. When Train Junkie decided he wanted to control the food going into his mouth, I was all for giving him a spoon and letting him go to town. Hubby, well, he refused to let him do it. Because of the mess. Boy was he delusional! I am sorry, but Baby = Mess! and a BOY well, that equals very LARGE mess!
I think Train Junkie was like 2 and a half before hubby let him feed himself with a spoon. Thankfully I had been letting him do it for quite a while!
Last year, before he left for deployment, we had gotten home from church. It was early afternoon, but the boys were tired and HUNGRY. Hubby decided for some odd reason it would be a GREAT idea thought he would sweep all the leaves off the front and back porch. Before lunch. Leaving a cranky and pregnant ME to keep the boys inside and make them lunch. When all they wanted was to be outside with Daddy. Which he didn't want, lest they mess up his lovely little piles of leaves. Needless to say, that didn't go over very well with me.
One of the ongoing cleaning projects, is the Durango. He likes to take it about once a week, two at the most, and wash, vacuum, and clean it out. I say more power to him, its not my favorite thing to do. Its not even my second favorite thing to do. I would put it somewhere after vacuuming and before ironing.
So considering hubby is deployed and I am so not motivated, I have done very little cleaning out of the car. However, this past week, I started longing for it to be clean. I wanted to have a quick solution. I imagined taking my car and turning it on its end and SHAKING all the junk out of it. Then getting the biggest broom ever and sweeping it away. I tried that, it didn't work.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Catch-22
You all know that I want more than anything for hubby to come home. As soon as possible. But, I knew what day he was coming home, and I knew the dates for our leave period. They had confirmed them yesterday. So with that knowledge I had researched and booked airfare and our hotel room. I called and told my family we were coming!
Now I get an email saying the ship might "tentatively" come back 5 days sooner. And should this happen, leave dates would change. You know, the leave I just bought 4 plane tickets for?!
Do I cry from happiness or from frustration?? I would love to have hubby home early. But I also don't want to have to spend more money to change the dates.
What is that line from the Anchorman movie?
"I am trapped in box of emotions!" (I think thats pretty close, if its something different let me know and I will fix it...)
But thats how I feel, just like Will Ferrel. And I don't know if thats a good thing, look what the Navy has done to me!
Now I get an email saying the ship might "tentatively" come back 5 days sooner. And should this happen, leave dates would change. You know, the leave I just bought 4 plane tickets for?!
Do I cry from happiness or from frustration?? I would love to have hubby home early. But I also don't want to have to spend more money to change the dates.
What is that line from the Anchorman movie?
"I am trapped in box of emotions!" (I think thats pretty close, if its something different let me know and I will fix it...)
But thats how I feel, just like Will Ferrel. And I don't know if thats a good thing, look what the Navy has done to me!
One Stop Shopping
Once a week, while Train Junkie is in school, Little Guy, The Princess, and I head out and go grocery shopping. Our last stop before we head home is Target. I get several things here, baby food, diapers, Soy Milk, and regular Milk. Its cheaper, and the milk is hormone free.
If Little Guy behaves himself, I let him pick out a hotwheel for him and his brother. As far as I am concerned, Target has EVERYTHING! And so does Little Guy.
A little while ago, I was explaining to him that The Princess was a gift from God. It took a little while for him to grasp the concept. But then he started running around and saying she was his present. Well this morning, after he had a nutritious breakfast of pancake on a stick, he started talking about how his sister was a present. I asked him if he knew who had given us our sweet little gift.
He heartily replied, "TARGET!"
"Babies come from Target Mommy!"
Boy is he going to be disappointed someday!
If Little Guy behaves himself, I let him pick out a hotwheel for him and his brother. As far as I am concerned, Target has EVERYTHING! And so does Little Guy.
A little while ago, I was explaining to him that The Princess was a gift from God. It took a little while for him to grasp the concept. But then he started running around and saying she was his present. Well this morning, after he had a nutritious breakfast of pancake on a stick, he started talking about how his sister was a present. I asked him if he knew who had given us our sweet little gift.
He heartily replied, "TARGET!"
"Babies come from Target Mommy!"
Boy is he going to be disappointed someday!
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Kissable Baby!
I have really gone back and forth about doing this, but here I am.
One of our local radio stations in our town is hosting a Kissable Baby contest, prizes include something for the baby, and also a spa gift certificate for the mom. Anyway, the Princess has made it to Round 3!!
I think we could all agree that as a temporarily single mom while hubby is deployed, I deserve some pampering, and this is a nice way to get it!
So head on over to here and go to the Kissable Baby Contest link and vote for that sweet baby girl! That is the pic I used so just look for her. If you want to be sure, email me and I will tell you her name!
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! I know with your help, I can get the spa treatments I need...
One of our local radio stations in our town is hosting a Kissable Baby contest, prizes include something for the baby, and also a spa gift certificate for the mom. Anyway, the Princess has made it to Round 3!!
I think we could all agree that as a temporarily single mom while hubby is deployed, I deserve some pampering, and this is a nice way to get it!
So head on over to here and go to the Kissable Baby Contest link and vote for that sweet baby girl! That is the pic I used so just look for her. If you want to be sure, email me and I will tell you her name!
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! I know with your help, I can get the spa treatments I need...
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Perfect Fit
I didn't think I would be looking, no less FINDING a pair of shoes so soon. But I was out shopping the other day, and wandered into Payless shoes. DSW is where I usually go for shoes since I can get Designers for a lot less, so I wasn't really expecting to find anything.
But then these caught my eye....
People, THOSE are THE shoes! The shoes I am going to wear with my FAB new dress for hubby's homecoming! They add a nice pop of color, I can't wait to find accessories for it. I am thinking a couple of chunky bracelets in white and yellow and then some funky earrings. Any suggestions?
Also it has been brought to my attention that my donate button in the last post doesn't work. So if you feel led to want to send a $1 my way to support my cause to KISS MY HUBBY FIRST!! Then just email me and ask for my address!
But then these caught my eye....
People, THOSE are THE shoes! The shoes I am going to wear with my FAB new dress for hubby's homecoming! They add a nice pop of color, I can't wait to find accessories for it. I am thinking a couple of chunky bracelets in white and yellow and then some funky earrings. Any suggestions?
Also it has been brought to my attention that my donate button in the last post doesn't work. So if you feel led to want to send a $1 my way to support my cause to KISS MY HUBBY FIRST!! Then just email me and ask for my address!
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