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Doesn't it just figure that when we finally get a chance to rest something goes wrong?? Last night it was twitchy, jerking legs every time I fell asleep. They kept me up until 4 am... 4 AAAAAAMMMMMM. Kids slept soundly, husband snored on, and I could not catch a break. I was about ready to do my own breaking-

Routine of Destruction

Ahhhh, ten months and crawling! Christopher is into absolutely everything now, and he has perfected his little routine of destruction. If I don't keep up I know where to find the next mess. His hot spots are gross beyond measure....

First up- Anna's toilet seat! This seat must be made of solid gold. Oh no wait! That's the pee I forgot to dump at 11 last night!

Step 2- Fiber, in the form of Puffs Plus with Aloe. Makes a delicious snack or side dish to a healthy meal of toys.

Step 3- Finish off the "meal" with a few gulps of dog water- complete with dog drool to help it slide across the kitchen floor (as if it wasn't nasty enough already!).

The best part: "NO" is a very funny word to my little boy- it makes him do this stuff all the more! I wonder where his next big adventure will take us. Maybe to a pile of dog poop or some kind of garbage can? I could only be so lucky!

Little tiny teeth

So, I have been way too busy to keep up! I finished a crazy semester- with A's, I might add- and had many many tantrums along the way. My most recent fit has been a little painful though!

Christopher has popped his first two teeth and is eager to try them out.... mostly on my BOOBS!!! I think the little doll might be drinking bottles sooner than I hoped, but I'm just not into pain. All in all, he's been a real sport about the teeth. I've only had to clean drool sixteen times an hour and had to listen to plenty of fussing, but I know he's got it worse.

We found a great remedy, too. I serve him as many of his meals frozen as I possibly can! He loves it, and it save a lot of time heating (and then cooling) food. Frozen waffles are the big favorite here. With the next teeth I'm thinking that formula Popsicles will be yummy (read: nasty), and you can bet by the time those chompers have arrived my little bud will be fully weaned!!

Climbing the SUGAR!!!

I have heard that sugar can make kids hyper, but I never imagined my kid would climb a pallet of sugar at the grocery store! My little darling scampered all the way up the 3-4 foot stack before I managed to peel her down, and quietly whispered, "you are getting a spanking!" Of course she never did, because the sucker in me always gives her a million chances.... How embarrassing, though, to be the mom in the store with the kid opening every freezer door and horsing around in the food. As if the wining and dramatic tears weren't enough to drive me nuts.

Lately, the idea of going to work sounds so appealing! My sweet 6 month old Christopher has been a real gem lately, too. He suddenly learned that his perfect high-pitch scream will bring mommy running... he thinks it's time to play! I told my husband I need to put in for some PTO- soon! With all of this complaining, I have to remind Mike often that if I ever disappear he should know that I DID NOT run away.... I could just imagine being one of those women who goes missing and everyone thinks she just flaked on her family, but despite my tantrums I could never live life without these wonderful little people.

Two.... and a half!

My little beauty was always bright and sweet and well behaved. And then her little brother was born. My charming little girls suddenly knew how to hit and bite, and "NO" became her favorite word. I know, I know.... I have no idea how much harder a teenager can be, or a toddler boy, or any of those other things people try to scare me about. What I do know is that little miss two and a half has sparked my worst momtrums ever! Some days all I want to do is hide in my room. Sometimes I lay awake at night dreaming up ways to escape from responsibility for a couple of hours.

Some of the simplest things send my mommy-fried mind into a tailspin. This morning Anna wanted to give Christopher his binky, and she wouldn't take no for an answer. The poor little guy kept spitting it out only to have her shove it back in again. I let it go on for about a minute before I flipped. And even with threats of punishment and loud voice, Anna would not let it go!

No big deal, right? But when it happens ten times a day, every day, it gets to be a little much.
And then there is the flip side- if she can't be in charge of him, she has to be just like him. The other day she crapped her pants just so she could be like her baby brother. Poor girl wasn't trying to be naughty or gross.... just wanted to be like Christopher. It would have been funny if I hadn't been running on about three hours of sleep. Luckily, by God's grace, I managed to avoid a freak out, and calmly cleaned her up before sending her back to nap. Next time I don't know if we will be as lucky!

Mommies have Tantrums, too!

First things first: I ADORE my husband and my children! They are the joy of my life and nothing in the world makes me happier. But sometimes, nothing is better than the sound of silence when both kids are sleeping and my husband is out....



My family is everything that young girls dream about- a husband that is handsome and kind, and children that are healthy and beautiful. And yet, I still find a way to be a miserable grouch from time to time. I imagine there are plenty of women like me, who devote their time and love and life to their families, and occasionally melt into a puddle of frustration and horror because of annoying (and even amusing) little things.



This is my record of the things I love and hate about motherhood, and the embarrassing way I usually deal with everyday life. I'm sure if the people I know could read my thoughts I would have no friends at all. I only hope that the "respectable" people I know don't have the chance to see this..... Just kidding, of course. In truth, I know i can't be the only one!