Today I'm breaking the news to one of my daycare Mom's that I'm quitting daycare for awhile. She's part time and only has Kennedy here twice a week and for the past month I've hardly even watched her. This is the screaming baby. I'm telling her the 15th is when my last day will be but the others I'm keeping till the 22nd. I don't even know if her mom knows I'm pregnant. I never told her. Dave says there's no way looking at my huge gut that she can't realize that I'm pregnant. LOL The other 3 parents I'm going to hold off till the 8th to let them in on my plans. 2 of the Mom's I've been watching their kids since 8-2004 so they probably won't like that I don't plan on coming back to work after 6 weeks. Damien I was doing daycare again only 4 weeks after he was born. I've been doing this for nearly 4 years now and so I'm sure alot of people are going to be shocked.

I swear I could make a huge list of irritating things that have happened in the past week. Dave said no to a new guinea pig at this time. He's being a big meanie about it. Poor Vinnie.

Both Dave and I forgot Alex's Dentist Appointment yesterday which put her in hysterics bawling about it. She wanted to go that bad. She's wanting to know why all her friends are losing their teeth and she hasn't even got one that's loose yet. Dave thinks that she just needed something to cry about since she usually finds something daily to cry about. Everything is usually turned into drama with her.
Then remembering to give both Alex and Damien their medicine for their Ear Infections has been fun.

Last night I made noodles for Ziti only to find that there were Millworms in them. Yeah Larva floating in my noodles and water so I ended up dumping the whole pot outside for the birds to eat and making Lasagna.

But one good thing, I got a new vacuum to replace my old one yesterday. The last was a bagless Regina, only 3 yrs old and I think once we get a new belt it should be working fine again. We bought a Hoover Fusion and it is AWESOME. No filters, no bags and you just hold the canister over the trash push a button and the bottom falls out into the trash! It's supposedly better than a Dyson. All I know is we went over the carpet over and over with my Dad's Windtunnel then with the Fusion and it picked up tons of rocks and dirt out of the carpet. Sad that one would get so excited over cleaning equipment. In this picture you can tell I was so excited to use it, I threw tons of junk on Dominic's dresser that was on the floor so I could clean his floor.

Isn't She a Doll????

Ok so I've been thinking about getting another Guinea. Why? Because they are so so cute and the Vinnie would love another friend! I looked all over Kansas and well this little girl popped up in Oklahoma in the Tulsa area to be exact. I would LOVE to run down there and pick her up but the 3.5 hr car drive will end up at 6 hours with how many bathroom breaks I'd probably have to make. There are a few in the area my sister lives (we want a female) so I may have to have her bring us a new baby at her next visit. It would be easy to pick one out from a pet store but D and I do not support buying animals from places who have a 3 ring binder of asshole breeders who they call for more animals while the Humane Societies are faced with tons and tons of unwanted animals they have to kill off. We do believe that Petco does a great job though with working with adoption agencies and actually the rescue agency I used to work with, we'd go show dogs for 3-4 hours on Saturdays and adopt nearly half of them. They are a great pet store.

In other news this past week has been a headache. Both Damien and Alex are on meds for ear infections, my vacuum broke, Bailey has fleas again, the pump was acting up but that's fixed, it's just one thing after another. I told Dave that I think maybe we should put off getting an SUV to replace his 01 Ram but I think I got him all excited about it and now he really wants to replace it where before he didn't. LOL We found a 05 Dodge Durango (we love Dodge) for $21K and it's got everything. Things we don't need like heated leather seats, memory driver seats, or a sunroof for that matter but it's got 8 passengers, 4WD and a DVD system and I probably wouldn't mind the Infinity Sound system. LOL We're waiting to see if the price drops soon because once they are on a lot for 30 days they get really easy to deal with on the price. It could possibly be our Christmas gift to each other. We'll see if they have it that long.

Damien has turned into his "uh uh" monster. He disagrees with me on everything shaking his head no and saying "uh uh!" We're talking he must say this like 2 to 300 times a day.

"Damien, do you want a drink?" "Uh Uh!"
"Go play with your car." "uh uh"
"Let's go night night." "Uh uh!"
"Blues Clues is on!" "Uh uh"
"Cookie??" "UH UH!"
"want to go bye bye?" He nods his head real big yes and smiles.

Along with uh uh and shaking his head no all the time at every possible thing, he's also found that Dominic being mean to the dog is funny so he's started. Now I'm finding him trying to step on Bailey, pull him around by his tail, or lay on him all the time and laughing as he does it. I've been working with Dominic for 2 years now (and still working) on respecting animals and I'm going to have another 2 more years or so with Damien. Ugh, no fun. I think I'm in for it now that Damien is getting older and it's just going to get worse. Damien is going to need his own stories blog too. lol

6 More Weeks. GULP.

I think I irritated the crap out of Dave all weekend long. That's what he gets for being home for 4 days with me. I am starting to panic on just about anything that has to relate to bringing a baby home. First, I don't know why but I think this child is going to come out a boy instead of a girl. I'm so freaked out about it, I'm going to wash up some newborn boy clothes just incase because I'd hate to take to take home a boy in some nice purple Carter Outfit I have for a coming home outfit. I've got my pink carseat picked out but now I'm terrified to buy the thing incase it's a boy. Dave thinks this is absolutely stupid since I saw on the sono and announced it was a girl before the sono tech did but you hear those stories and you just can't help but wonder. I'll have a panic attack on the table gut opened and all if they pull out another boy. I can already tell I'm in for trouble with the two I have in the next few years.

Next irritating topic I discussed with him was if my little sister Mandi is going to be able to handle everything around here. I told her I'd make a list of what happens when so she could try to keep the kids on schedule. I just have this complete fear of not being incharge I guess. Mandi has never changed a boy diaper and we have 2 in diapers so she's in for a shell shock when she discovers all the crevices down there to wipe. LOL Alex has to be ready and on the bus by 7:10 AM and Dominic by 8AM. Bedtimes are 8:30 PM. Alex has AR books we read nightly. The kids all 3 take baths at 7 PM. I just hope she's ready. Thankfully my Mom and Grandma will be around to help her out. She shouldn't have much of anything going on from about 8 AM-Noon since it would be just her and Damien. I know I'm going to be laying there while I'm being operated on that morning all worried that my mom didn't get the kids to school and Damien was forgotten since she was in a hurry to get them on the bus.

This weekend was long and quite boring. Alex was pretty upset that we never put up lights or the tree but I'm waiting till Dec 2nd when I've only got just 25 days and I can rip it all back down. The tree has become a yearly nightmare. First it's been pulled over probably 3 times from the kids pulling on it. Then we've had candy canes all ate off it and ornaments DESTROYED. We threw away all the glass bulbs when Alex was a baby and bought foil red ones but the kids just pull them apart and throw them around like balls. Then the gifts have to be hid till the day before because Dominic loves to open early. By the time it's Christmas Day, the garland is pulled so tight it is on the inside of the tree, the rest of the tree is bare green at the bottom and about waist high is when the ornaments start.

Thanksgiving was nothing special. We went to my Mom's for lunch and Dad's for dinner. I wouldn't say I spoke to my sister Jill but we said a few things back and forth when talking about different things (like the kids schools) to sorta break the ice. At my Dad's we really didn't do much either. My dad took the kids downstairs and started dragging out all his toys for them. Dominic and his cousin Kaelynn fought then started sharing an old Wonder Horse he has. Alex was busy taking tons of pictures with our retired digital camera.

We noticed Damien growing with his language this weekend. He's learned a few more words. We're up to "uh uh" (shakes his head no) "mama" "dada" "dis" (this) "ni ni" (night night) "bye" and "uh oh" I never thought it was really that important tracking words until we noticed Dominic was so behind so I'm really paying attention to it now. He seems to comprehend more than Dominic does like if we ask him to go turn the TV on he can do it.

The rest of the weekend we spent at home trying to keep the kids busy. "What can I do?" comes out of Alex's mouth ever 30 minutes if she isn't completely occupied. They played games, cars with the car rug we have, watched TV, played outside, colored, etc. Daddy took them out for a bike ride which made them both pretty happy since they don't do that much. Here's some new pics.

I used that super zoom on our new camera to take this one. We really need to paint the poles to the horse pen. Looks terrible!

Alex draggin the trike home that she ended up having to ride since Dominic wanted her purple bike.

Dominic hula hooping. He's a riot trying to do this.

Blowing some bubbles

Damien in the clubhouse climber. He was getting ready to slide.

Hey who's gonna catch this dang ball??

Practicing some Gymanstics

What's a weekend without hours upon hours of playing with trains?

Thanksgiving Pics

Family Pic
Cousins- Dominic, Kaelynn, Alexzandra, Damien, and Madison

Sister Mandi showing Alexzandra how to bead with hemp. LOL

Alex showing her hemp braclet off with cousin Madison.

Happy Thanksgiving

Just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving!

Can you see Damien ACTUALLY wanted in this picture and was trying to push his way in. Usually he's trying to run away but not this time.

It's My Blog and I'll Whine If I Want To

I hate to bitch and complain about my problems no one wants to hear and I'll probably scare the hell out of my sister who plans to move in and be my Nanny when Mia pops out but I feel like I need to vent somewhere.

Things are getting rough. I think I've probably left some clues of that in a few posts below but the boys are just driving me into this sad state of despair. I bet I could go back and find blog entries where everyone posted saying Damien was going to be an angel compared to Dominic. Well he's not. He's far from angel let me tell ya. He's starting to resemble Dominic and I'm not sure if it's because of what he's seeing all the time or if anything else is going on. He's still speaking 3 words (mamma, dadda, dis) and over the weekend aquired "uh uh!" Which is supposed to be uh-oh. He's got a temper just like Dominic's and does the throwing himself, throwing objects, or hitting when something isn't his way. Together the two are just psychotic brats. I don't dare say anything to Dave because he's always thrown "this is what you wanted" in my face. He gets aggravated all the time as well by the way they act and resorts to yelling "cut it out!" alot which works for a short period of time. I'll say I do get jealous that his methods work over mine. It does piss me off because they should listen to me more than him since I'm home with them all day. He says I just give into them to easy and let them have what they want which is complete BS.

Last night Damien was running around everywhere screaming, throwing the pillows off the couch and jumping on it and I said "abaracadabra, turn back into a baby!" Dave thought it was hysterical but I told him I wish he would because life is just too hard now that he's became a toddler. He has no idea he's gone all week long and deals with the kids from 6 PM- 8:30PM. He sees the madness only on Saturdays and Sundays. I feel like I'm putting on a show anymore for everyone including him to see that everything is A-OK the way it is, but it's not. I swear all the time I think about our old life before kids getting high on Weed, drinking till we couldn't see straight and the awesome sex we had before I gained all these kid pounds. Sometimes I wish we could turn back time. I know though I would never not wish that I didn't have the kids, I just wish things would change. I think if Dominic's problems were figured out, Damien understood that you can't act like Dominic and Alex would quit with her backtalking, things would be alot better.

BREAK: OK I just had to quit typing and do the Heimlich maneuver on one of the daycare kids because she must have inhaled part of her corndog!!!! I'm on the laptop in my kitchen and she started making all these weird sounds at the table.

Anyways, things with D and I have always been pretty good throughout all the kid drama although I know we both haven't had alone time hardly EVER and it irritates him. We've only had like 6 nights in the past 6 years that we've went out and stayed out till 11. That's pretty sad and alot of it is me because I don't want to burden anyone with watching them long. I also worry the whole time I'm gone from them that something bad will happen.

I have all sorts of thoughts that everything is just going to get worse when Mia gets here. It's already chaos as it is. It's going to be even more chaotic bringing a newborn into it. Oh Lord help me. LOL

It's About Time!

We bought our Aiptek Digital like April 2005 and at first it worked great for what I wanted but then I noticed real quick when I had the pics printed, they turned out pretty crappy and there was always something blurred. I never used the zoom because you could barely recognize who the picture was it seemed, they just looked awful!! This weekend I finally found a nice Kodak and to me $250 was cheap and well worth it especially when we have a little girl on her way and I'd like some really nice pics of her! I had to throw a fit to get it but I usually get my way so wallah! He doesn't regret it either he's loving this new camera and the zoom clarity. He's taken a zillion pictures since yesterday.

Here's a few old camera pictures......

And the new camera pics.....

This weekend we tried to go Christmas Shopping for the kids. Boy was that NOT fun. I can't even believe Walmart, Target, and Kmart are buzzing with people buying already! It's not even after Thanksgiving yet. We got Dominic his train table and a trainset and for good measure got one for Damien too so they won't fight. LOL Alex would love this $100 new Barbie house but WHERE IS IT?? We looked everywhere. I have to find one. Damien is the worst to buy for because there's nothing we really don't have toy wise that he would need or really want. He loves trucks and cars so we're trying to think of something along those lines for his age group. Then as far as everyone else, we don't know what to do. I hate to buy things (except for my sister's kids) so we may just do gift cards for everyone. Sounds like a plan to me!

Other than that the weekend was spent at home doing tons of never-ending laundry, dishes, and other misc cleaning. I saved my food shopping at 9 PM after the kids went to bed last night as an escape route to get the hell away. Dominic broke his poopy on the toilet toy that's been sitting in our room for months. He ripped open the box for the rocket and broke it. Oh Dave was HOT and so was I but it was his fault for showing it to Dominic for motivation and not putting it back in the top of the closet. Other things that happened were Damien fell over on the Oak kitchen nook bench and cracked his head on it. Alex got Dominic in the mouth and he had a huge bloody lip. Damien walked right into the kitchen table and banged his head. Damien was jumping on Dominic's back and making him upset. Alex stepped on something and had alittle bit of blood coming out her foot and went on about it forever. There was so much crying/whining from the three of them I wanted to drown them out with my own crying. It was getting to be way too much.

At my trip to the store I decided to buy some diapers, size 1's. 7 weeks left, no diapers, no dresser, no baby bed, no clothes washed up. I am not ready at all. I have no idea where to put this girl or her things. Our house is so crammed. I am starting this week to wash her clothes and set the pack n play bassinet with that vibrator and junk up in our room. Dave's going to hunt down a cheap dresser probably while he's working. Since he's totally against me getting a new pink infant carseat I guess I'll buy the $50 "universal sex" Evenflo one at Target. Our's is 6 yrs old still looks brand new but the canopy is broke. I need to start getting a move on things so feel more at ease. Right now I'm thinking bringing a baby home is going to be more of a train wreck.

Things That Only Bored SAHM Would Ponder.....

On one of the Babycenter Boards I post on, some of the girls were wondering about strange things in some of the morning cartoons we end up watching with the kiddos. I've thought about some of these before myself. Be prepared to laugh!!!

So Scooby Doo and the gang have been solving mysteries now for what? 35, 40 years? Besides the fact that they are all STILL teenagers, how come none of them has ever clued in to the fact that the "ghosts" or "monsters" ALWAYS turn out to be just some guy (or girl) in a costume? Why are they always afraid of the monsters at first? How come Velma never reveals who she thinks the bad guy is BEFORE they pull the mask off? How come Shaggy and Scooby are never afraid of the monster when they are doing all the goofy things to distract him? Why don't they just pull the mask off the guy then? And how do a bunch of kids get the money to travel to all those places? (I guess they save money by never buying clothes...they're always wearing the same things!)

Where the heck are Max and Ruby's parents??? Why hasn't anyone ever called Children's Services on them? Ruby is what...maybe 7 years old? Since when is that old enough to be left alone all the time with a little brother?

Speaking of parents, what's with Dora the Explorer's parents? Who lets their little kid go wandering through forests, across snake infested rivers, over mountains, etc all by herself? Ok, so Boots is with her...but still!

How old are Ernie and Bert? They must be grown ups because they live all alone in that apartment, right? So why is it that they're always playing with toys and hanging out at the playground?

How come the characters on Bob the Builder speak in normal, North American voices, but the minute one of them asks a question, BAM! They instantly have British accents?

How come in The Flintstones, whenever somebody runs through the house, they pass that same lamp and chair like 17 times? Who decorates a house like that, anyway?

Have you ever wondered what the Barney kids are like off camera? Does the director drug them to act so polite and goody-goody all the time, or do they just pay them lots and LOTS of money? No REAL kids are like that ALL the time! It's just not natural!

Why does little bear walk around "naked", yet his parent and grandparents all have clothes?

With Franklin why is it he has a name and all his friends are called by the type of animal they are?

On Thomas the Tank Engine, whenever there's a big accident, how come only the engines get in trouble, but never the drivers???

Why is Miss Spider so much larger than her husband? And, if they're married, shouldn't she be "Mrs. Spider"?

Why in the heck is his dog named weenie on Oswald?? Could Fido have worked??

Why does Stephanie on Lazy Town have pink hair??

Teletubbies...what do they eat? The lulu vaccum thing eats all their food...They try to eat, but never quite make it. And they're chubby!

Why is Caillou bald?

What does Joe/Steve on Blue Clues do for a living? He sits around and plays with his dog and condiments all day. I know you can't get welfare as a single dog parent.

How is it that Dora and Diego can stick all that stuff in their backpack and carry it??

Why is it that Dora and Diego can drive? They can't be older than 10!

Why is Swiper so slow when swiping something? He waits forever then tries taking it!

How come on Spongebob they live underwater but it doesn't look like they are underwater on the show?

Why does a bear live in a big blue house?

Why does Elmo have his own house, TV, and Phone and windows that do so crazy stuff. I mean even though his house is colored with crayons its still his own house. Hes like what 4-5 .

The Berenstein Bears...how come all their friends have real names, (Lizzie, Cousin Freddie, etc) but Brother and Sister are just "Brother" and "Sister"? And why did the parents name Brother "Brother" if he was an only child at birth???

What's with Bob and Wendy? Are they married? She's at his house alot!

Why can Sponge bob eat 100 crabby patties and yet still have stick legs and a flat arse?

Did anyone notice that Dora's mom had a homebirth with twins? and then bottlefed them? And then they get babyfood in like the very next episode.

On Sesame Street, why haven't they changed the name of Mr. Hooper's store after all these years?? Shouldn't it be Allan's store?

When Donald Duck gets out of the bath/shower why does he wrap a towel around his waist, but walk around all day with only a shirt on and no pants?

Why are Little Einsteins flying around in a Space Ship all day singing??

Teacher Teacher I Declare!!

Today is my first day as a (volunteer) Teacher's Aide at Alex's school in her class! I'll be giving AR Tests and helping out on Friday Mornings.

• I'm wearing business casual clothes!
• I'm wearing makeup!
• I've done my hair!
• I'm leaving the kids for a few hours!
• I can listen to any music I want in my minivan on the way there!
• It's like having a real job!

My Toe is Never Going to Get Better

My little toe still hurts. (sigh) It's been over 2 weeks now since I nailed it into that plastic slide. If I still bump it into anything or the kids knock it while walking around me I scream in pain. I should have asked my OB yesterday about it since her husband is a Sports/Medicine Dr. Dominic is so sweet and everytime he hears me scream from hitting it he runs over saying "I kiss it! I kiss it!" LOL Of course I tell him no but he's so cute. I can walk on it pretty well although it hurts having my toes crammed into shoes and there are only certain ones I can wear. I guess I just suffer.

In other news, I've been having some of those WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE thoughts again. Mainly it's in the evening when the 3 kids are just running around throwing things at each other, jumping on each other, and fighting and screaming over everything. I've been getting headaches and I think it's from all the screaming and activity in the evening here. Damien is getting alot more active then I was hoping. Actually it's starting to scare me because if he keeps it up I'm afraid he's going to be just like his brother. He's running around constantly screaming and throwing everything. He throws fits now. He takes toys, pushes Kayla around and is a pain in the butt to change clothes or his diaper. He gets into drawers and dumps stuff all over the house. Last night I felt like a good cry was in order but skipped it to figure out dinner. Then I tried jumping on the laptop only to have kids crawling under and on top of me. Bedtime was at 8:30 and now it's 8. This is NOT causing the kids to sleep longer though infact both boys are now getting up at 6:30 AM and it's like they took a shot of Jolt pop the way they fly around the house screaming and playing that early.

I have a feeling things aren't going to change for awhile. I fully expect to have chaos when Mia gets here as Damien figures out how to copy his brother more and more each day. The only way to keep the kids "normal" is to seperate them all. Guess I could make them go to their rooms all evening and only come out for dinner. lol

I had my 31 week appointment this morning. We just chatted a bit about the kids since this pregnancy is somewhat BORRRRRING. I don't think I could have gotten any luckier. Watch though, my recovery from having a 4th C-section is going to be an absolute nightmare and I'll have PPD really bad and try selling my kids on ebay. LOL I think my blood pressure was the lowest I've ever seen at only 117/70! I've only gained 10-12 lbs and I'm measuring at 32 weeks. This little girl is going to be tiny! I swear I'm not starving myself either. I eat pie and ice cream atleast once a day ya'll. Our Kroger had Marie Callendar pies for BOGO so you know I loaded up! Can't even count the number of Orange Julius and Shirley Pina Coladas I've been drinking either. I really should eat better.

Yesterday Alex saw me spiking her drink. Oops. She said "are you putting that stuff in my drink?" I told her that the Dr said I had to give it to her everyday now. She responded back, "well that must be why I had to poop at school." I told her that was great! Then I asked for details. It's sad that I must be THAT involved in my kids crap but I needed to know if the medicine is doing it's job. If it's acted that fast then I may call and ask if we can go to every other day.

Dominic has some new videos on his blog. They are of his hyperactivity around the house and some fit throwing. You may turn down the volume just a bit when you go to the fits or you could perhaps blow your speakers. LOL

I hoping to start shopping for Christmas this weekend. Has anyone else started? What will you be buying this year?? How much will you spend per child? With how much our TV is on Nick Jr, Noggin, and Sprout, I've got a GOOD idea what the hot toys are this year and what the kids want by how excited they get with the commercial. Dominic would like the Imaginex moving T-Rex, trains of course, and a Playmobil Pirate ship. Alex wants this Fur Real Monkey, anything Bratz Dolls (fat chance!), Barbie 12 Dancing Princess dolls, and the Fisher Price Piano/TV thing. Damien will be a bit harder to figure out but he seems to like that commercial with Sing and Spin Pablo. He likes anything with wheels though so I know cars/trucks/trains for him to push will be on the list. Dave has other ideas for the older two. He found an ATV at Pepboys for $300 he'd like to get them. And he's the one who wants to only spend about $100-150 per kid. Riiiiiight. He has already went out and bought Dominic a $90 Train table with train. Don't think he's sticking to his budget very well.

Everyone Loves Free Samples.

I thought I'd post a few links for all the Mom's out there for some free samples of products on the market.

• Get one of these to keep your dog happy.
• Get a sample of this so you don't end up like my poor daughter. Bless her heart!
• If you're like me and will be breastfeeding soon and can't be on the regular pill, better get this.
• This here is some good tasting toothpaste we have. Print a coupon and go get some too!
• Here's a free recipe book if you are a big Jiffy mix person like I am. Love those mixes!
• Mommy doesn't need coffee, she needs tea.
• But, if you really do need coffee, go here.

Well Alex made it through the day without any issues. At dinner I gave her a Miralax/Dr Pepper cocktail because her Dr wants me to give it to her everyday again like we were a few years back. It makes me sick that I'm having to do this again. What makes me even more sick is that if we do have to go ahead and do meds with Dominic on the ADHD, I'll be making daily cocktails for both kids. UGH.

Last night Dave came home to chaos. Dominic is morphing my sweet baby boy into a wild child. They run around after each other in the front room, jump off the couch together, take toys and throw them for the hell of it, and the screaming and giggling. Ahhh! Last night at dinner, Dominic started doing his normal choke/cough/I don't like this food thing and just like a miniature Dominic, Damien started doing the same exact thing and looking at me for approval or disapproval. When he saw me shake my head no he started laughing and so did Dominic so then all through dinner they both were doing it at each other. It was very annoying. At 7 PM I started the evening routine since Dave was obviously beat and not in the mood for the kids acting like monkeys so I got them to bed at 8:30 so he could relax. He got to come home last night after all but didn't arrive till 6:45pm. I really can't wait till we move next year so he'll be closer to his work and can come home earlier. Here's a few recent pictures.

3 oz of Danimals is not much Mom. Buy the big bottles!

Damien loves Dominic's PT Cruiser.

Get out of my way Momma, I'm trying to watch WonderPets.

Drama, Drama, Drama

Another post not for the weak stomach.....beware!

There is never a dull moment here. Never. Last night we almost made a trip to the ER with Alex. We haven't had to go to the ER with a kid since Dec 2000 when she had Bronchitis and a double ear infection at the same time. First though, I thought instead of calling 911, I'd call the ER and ask what to do. I called the main number and got a receptionist in which I asked for the ER. She asked me if I needed medical advice and I said yes. Guess that's the wrong answer. She then told me they aren't allowed to give out medical advice over the phone. Wrong response. I flipped and decided maybe I should just let the little bitch know what the hell was going on and why I needed some medical advice. I said "listen, I have a 6 year old little girl on the toilet with her butthole about 2 inches in diameter screaming because there's a piece of crap stuck that won't come out and I need to know what the hell to do!" She kinda changed her tone then and said that the ped. Dr. W was on call. I said "yes I'm quite familiar with him (he's a back up ped I go to) I'll talk to him." So she took my number and had him call back in which I let Dave answer because I was going through this numb/passout/adrenaline stage in fear for what was to lie ahead for poor Alex. I sat next on the kiddie stool in the bathroom talking to her asking if she was ok, if she wanted books, etc trying to keep her calm when I was scared to freakin death. Before I called the ER we had both tried to help her out. As a parent, if your kiddo is in pain, you'll try anything I'll just say. I broke alot off hoping it'd go back in but it didn't. Again I'll say Dave is the best Dad ever. Not only will he clean puke like it's a puddle spilt grape juice but he'll also try removing things from his poor daughter's butt. He kept saying "this is so wrong, this is so wrong." And it was but we had no choice we were heartbroke listening to her crying and screaming in pain. I put in 2 suppositories, and we broke out the Miralax which is something we hadn't gave her for atleast 2 years. I called my mom frantic and she ran to buy 2 enemas. Luckily the 2 suppositiores did the trick after about 45 minutes and she pushed the rest out.........holding Daddy's hand. Thank god. It was scary and this hasn't been our first issue with poop with her but it was definately the worst. We don't know if she just waits forever but she always poops hard and huge. I give her raisens and applesauce all the time just to keep from giving her the Miralax. Usually about once a month I hear her cry on the toilet because she's in pain and usually about twice a month she stops up the toilet because it's that big. So today I am calling our Ped to talk to him again about the issue and what we should do. I hate to give her the Miralax daily but it looks like we may. We also thought if it worked to give her just one dose a week, friday afterschool and hopefully it'd work before Sunday night.

The rest of the weekend was pretty boring, infact we didn't do much of anything because it was so cold and I hate getting out with the kids when it's freezing. Dominic and Damien are really starting to be rowdy boys together. All weekend long they were throwing things, taking things from each other, screaming with joy, running around like idiots and then playing with the loudest noise making trucks in the house such as the Road Rippers and Fire Trucks. There was no quiet at all except for bedtime. There was still alot of fighting between the two on certain toys but I think Dominic's starting to warm up to the idea of his brother playing with him. I know Dominic has taken having a little brother pretty hard because he doesn't like to share and as soon as he saw around 9 months that Damien liked cars and trucks, he decided he didn't care for him once again. He's always pushing him, hitting him, and yelling at him to stay away from his things.

We also noticed this weekend that Bailey has fleas. Dave found one on his leg and I caught one getting ready to climb inside Dominic's ear!!! We cleaned the carpets and kept the dog off the carpet all day. Right before bed Dave sprayed some flea killer down so hopefully that did the trick. He still wants to bomb the house. When I gave Bailey a bath this morning though, only about 15 fleas came off him so I'm wondering how much of a problem we really had. Dave knows best though so I guess if he has to bomb he has to bomb.

I'm starting to wish we wouldn't have taken our house off the market. D left this morning at 5:45 AM and won't be back till tomorrow evening at 5PM. It's not just for this event but he's really been working his butt off so he's gone from usually around 5:30 AM to 5:30 PM. He's got that 1 hour drive there and back each day and sometimes with traffic or things that come up I never know when he can be home. There's been a few nights eating dinner without him till he finally shows up. Of course the kids the whole time we eat ask "where's daddy? When's daddy coming?" We always eat at the table together so when he's missing there's lots of questions to where he is. Hopefully next summer we'll get moved so it only takes a few minutes for him to get home instead of a hour.

Just Leave It To Dave To Start a PTO Riot

Man I deliberately avoided going to the PTO meeting last night at Dominic's school. I knew shit was going down and I wasn't going to be there when it did. It all started about a week ago. First off Dave is on the PTO at Dominic's school. He was elected in since no one wanted the fundraising position. He knew he could do good with this because of his "connections" since with his job he deals with tons of different businesses who could probably offer up donations. Well he's in good with the franchise owner of the CiCi's Pizza in the area. They offered to do a 10% pizza school night for both Alexzandra and Dominic's school. Our only job would be to promote it to the parents to attend on this 1 day a month and the PTO gets 10% of that nights profits. Awesome deal right??? Only thing is one of the gals on the PTO is part owner of a local pizza place here in town we'll call K's Pizza and they do a similar thing for the school but only 2 times a year and they give 1/2 the profits when you say you are from the school BUT require 5-6 parents to work in the kitchen that night so honestly they are getting free labor for giving 1/2 the profits.

So last night I had told Dave I didn't have anyone taking Alex to Brownies and I would be taking the 3 kids with me so he could go to the PTO meeting. He was fine with that. I went to Brownies and told the gals about it and said I was pretty worried because I knew he'd get confrontational if the PTO wanted to give up free money because they didn't want to hurt this gals feelings. Well at 7:30 we left Brownies and came home and I wanted to hop on my cell so bad and call him but I knew he would probably call as soon he left there.

He finally did call around 8 PM and said that Brandi the PTO president had put the CiCi's deal down as new business on the agenda so when he walked in the door, the K's Pizza woman started shaking her head and giving him dirty looks. Then he said she barked out "you already know what I have to say about this." I guess he told her back, "I really don't care what you have to say." So anyways he told everyone about it, everyone else seemed receptive and it's going up for vote at the next meeting in December. He wants to contact alot of the parents and have them attend so we can blow this woman off her high horse since I guess she's always acted like such a big person at these meetings since they give money doing a K's pizza night. As he was leaving he said 4 other members came up and told him not to worry about her and they thought it was a great idea. He told them they asked him to be fundraiser member and so he's just coming up with money ideas.

IF they vote it down next month, he's resigning from the board. I know the school would be upset by this because he's trying to get businesses to donate money for an FM modulator for a few of the deaf students and he's also going to be asking a bicycle place for a donation of labor to replace the school's bicycle brakes and wheels if they buy from them.

Interesting Facts and You Could Care Less. LOL

Here's some Facts that I figured this morning:

I've been knocked up 5 times in 5.5 years.

I have been changing diapers nonstop for the past 6 years 5 months.

The longest period of time in the past 7 years I have been UNpregnant has been 1 year 11 months. The shortest 9 mths.

I have been pregnant for 49 months in the past 84 months (7 yrs). Leaving me UNpregnant 35 mths total.

Which means I have been pregnant more than 4 years out of the past 7. Hmmm.

The only time I can sit on the toilet uninterupted to do #2 is at 2 or 3 AM.

I have not slept past 7:30 AM in the past 6.5 years.

I have not used my hot tub in over a month.

The last time I went to a bar was when I was pregnant with Dom, so about 3 years.

The last movie Dave and I saw was Shrek 2, with the company of Dominic and Alex.

Good to know, right? This all just popped in my brain this morning while working around the house.

And here's that video of Damien dancing. Hopefully that'll work.

Well Dominic had his appointment today. Click here to read on it. Things have been so much better. Finally! AND my new dishwasher was installed Monday night. Ahhhhhhhh!!!! If the picture of it looks small, that's because it is. It's an 18 inch since the previous owners never made room for a 24 to ever be installed in this kitchen. It has been SO NICE finally having one again. Handwashing 2-3 times a day is just a pain in the ass when you have kids constantly getting new sippys, snacks, etc. I hate to use paper all the time, I feel so wasteful when I know I can make the time to handwash. One thing I do use for snacks as bowls though are coffee filters even though neither of us drink coffee we always have them. LOL

I was trying to chat with Carrie for awhile on Yahoo Messenger yesterday when my mother came over so I had to end it short. She had asked me how many kids I wanted if this wasn't our last. I'm in NO RUSH to get pregnant again anytime soon just so everyone knows. My body has taken a major beating being pregnant 5 times now in 6 years. I'll just say I think 4 is a great number but 6 would be nice too. Way back when, Dave and I thought a boy and a girl would be perfect. We had no plans for a 3rd until we got pregnant on accident and lost it. Then I think that's when it all changed for the most part. But what's odd is before that, when Dominic was about 9 months old I took him to some garage sales with me and may have stumbled upon my future with kids. This woman had TONS of children's books for sale and instead of buying just a few, I asked how much for all of them, around 150 actually. She said $5 and I said "deal." He mother held Dominic while I loaded up my loot which he screamed the whole time because he was a big momma's boy. I came home all excited with the books and started going through to see what all we had got. Curious George, 2 complete Sesame Street series, tons of Scholastic books and then there were these 4 books in one of the boxes that obviously weren't kids books. They were called Mother's Memories: For My Daughter/Son. Two for My Son, Two for My Daughter. I thought, that's weird and looking inside they are completely new, nothing at all wrote in them. As soon as Dave came home I showed them to him and told him it was like some sort of sign. He was like "yeah right." Everyone I would tell about these books and show them would say it was sign that we were going to have 2 boys and 2 girls. I filed them away in the basement for 2 years and never have touched them, even to fill them out for Alex or Dominic and actually kinda forgot about them till the other day when I was cleaning by the bookshelf. When I looked at them there I was like holy crap, we're really having 2 boys and 2 girls and I can fill these out. What's sad is if we had anymore kids I don't think I would find these books since they are older. So maybe 4 is it? lol Who knows.

I THINK we're back to normal.

Well for the most part the weekend went uneventful with puke and poop. Sunday we had 2 puke incidents with Dominic mainly from drinking WAY too fast since he's had the most coming out of him, and once with Alex causing her to stay home from school today. If there's no squirt or upset tummy issues going on, the kids are pretty much normal. But when something is about to come out from somewhere, they turn miserable. It's sad. Dave and I were talking about how we feel so good about our decision with me staying home after Dominic was born because there's no worry about getting off work to get our kids healthy. We can make sure they are completely well before sending them to school. We don't feel like shitty parents. When Alex was a baby it was sad because she was sick alot and it was such a pain in the ass because we needed to work for money (or get fired from strict attendance policies) and just couldn't stay home and baby her back to normal.

I felt awful last night when Alex came upstairs from the basement at 10 PM crying saying she puked in her bucket and on the floor. She could have been choking down there and I would have had no idea. I'd put a baby monitor down there but the handset was in our room and I didn't think in that short 2 hour span before we went to bed that anything would happen. Anyways it kinda freaked me out especially when a friend of ours just died on Halloween from a seizure in the basement at his mom's house since no one was with him. One of my biggest fears is that one of the kids will choke on their throw up in bed really at any age and not just as a newborn.

I also busted my toe AGAIN on a metal chair in the kitchen when I was using it to get up in the cabinets. I was doing a makeover since we're having a new dishwasher installed today. Yes I have been without a dishwasher now for 6 months and it has sucked. What happened was we had this nice portable and when we were looking at moving to Tulsa in April we sold it to make the kitchen more spacious, then we didn't even try selling the house till July. Well we're doing it the right way and ripping out the cabinetry and having it installed. I'm so excited. So hopefully a new dishwasher tonight will lead to a great rest of the week puke and squirt free.

Halloween

I kinda blew right over Halloween. The kids I think had a great one. They got a buttload of candy (around 20 lbs) mainly because of where we take them. First we took them from about 5-7 PM to 3 trunk or treats at local churches. Then after that we went to this neighborhood where the houses are crammed together. I kid you not when I say a person could stick their arm out the window and grab their neighbors hand if they were doing the same at their house. They are that close and everyone in that neighborhood has kids so they all turn on their lights.

Before all that hoop-la, I had been running back and forth for parties at the school. Damien was still just acting like he had a cold but now I realize I probably exposed 100's of kids to the stomach flu! Good mommy! First thing we did that morning was get the kids in their costumes before the buses came. As soon as 8 rolled around and Dom's bus came, we flew to Alex's school for the costume parade and got that camcorded. Then we came home for a few minutes and then rushed over to Dominic's school so we could hand out candy to the 4 classes at his school since they were doing a trick-or-treat around the block. After hanging out there for awhile I headed home till about 1:30 and then ran back to Alex's school for the class party. I took goodie bags for her classmates and also brought a tape player and halloween songs so they could play Halloween Musical Chairs. They loved it especially when Monster Mash was playing. It was one busy day, I'm glad it's over till next year.

Dominic waiting to go get some more candy.

Dominic and his classmates checking out their loot.

Gag Gag, Barf, Gag, Barf, Squirt Squirt, Barf, Squirt

*****This post is not for someone with a weak stomach*****

OMG the past 3 days have been the biggest nightmare EVER. Ok I've had 2 kids sick at once and it's hell but I've made it through but 3 is like a whole 'nother ballgame, ya'll. Damien had been acting strange starting on the 30th. He puked in bed early that morning and had a low grade fever, big snotty nose, but acted like his crazy toddling self. The 31st he acted pretty decent so we decided he could go trick or treating. Then on the 1st everything was hunky dory till around 8:30 after we came back from our therapy appointment. Damien was all upset since my mom was showering Alex off and stuck him in his crib. I asked him if he wanted a drink and he said "dis!" So we got some milk and sat on the couch. Next thing I know I see him heaving and he's thrown up all over me, the carpet, and my isotoners since I can't wear shoes after stubbing my toe into a plastic slide in Damien's room. I handed him off and FLEW to he bathroom so I could throw up and pee myself since this child within is sitting right on my bladder and I have no control when I throw up. I should have caught on that he was getting something because he had seriously runny poop twice that day. So bad that one time it went on the floor and I had to steamclean.

After that lovely incident we got Damien to bed. He was fine all night, Dominic not so. I was up almost every freakin hour with the poor guy because now he was puking. After about 6 times, it got to a point where the poor guy had nothing left so it was just alot of dribbles and dry heaves. I pretty much knew by this point it was the Stomach Flu and I'd be getting it. By morning on the 2nd, everything was fine till 9 AM and then Damien tossed his breakfast all over the table. I shuffled Dominic into the front room so he wouldn't throw up by seeing it. Then while Dominic was eating I heard a familar sound. The one of a newborn letting off a yellow seedy bomb in it's pants but instead it was coming from Dominic. I asked him "did you just poop your pants??" He responded with "no it was bubbles." I took him in the front room quickly to change him and it was awful. There were 4 more hershey squirt diapers from him throughout he day Thursday but he didn't throw up and I thought maybe the boys were on the mend. Yeah right. I started feeling pretty crappy Thursday evening and by the end of the night I had the squirts and felt like I could lose it at anytime.

We slept rather well though and no one puked in the middle of the night! It was a miracle! I woke up both boys and could tell Damien felt a bit better. Dominic was still not doing so well. He'd actually puked in his sleep and slept in it. Then all morning he gagged and gagged but since he hadn't really ate in 2 days, there was nothing that would come out. Alex went to school at 7:10 but by 9:45 she was home. I had actually sent her to school with a note explaining the situation and telling them to call me if she started acting weird. She slept for 2 hour and then at noon I tried to get her to eat something of the BRAT diet. We tried applesauce but as soon as she saw it, she started to gag. Then out came the throw up. I lost it too since I had been pretty sick to my stomach so I ran to the bathroom to throw up and pee all over myself. I think I pulled a few muscles on my side in my baby gut from that episode.

By 1 PM Dave had came home feeling like crap. He went to bed and slept for 4 hours. Must be nice! I did sneek in there and sleep with him for a hour when Damien took a nap. Everything was going pretty decent till around 8 PM tonight and then Dominic threw up again. Then my mom called me telling me she puked as well. So this house is plagued right now because she hasn't been here since the 1st when we had our therapy appointment.

Anyways I'm hoping this will all be over by Sunday. We were going to go to an event called KidFest tomorrow but there's just no way I'm attempting it. It's the coolest thing ever for kids and we've been before but I'm not going to take a chance that someone is going to get the squirts when we're 45 minutes from home. I don't even think I can get a shoe on anyways after jacking my foot up so bad the other day.

You can see the purple on my little toe there and then there's a big blue circle below my 2 toes. It looks nasty. It's still so swollen and bruised from kicking that slide wednesday that any shoe I have about kills me to stick my foot into. I've been wearing some black isotoners when I have to go outside. It hurts like hell to walk but I can bend my toes so I'm sure it's not broke. This has not been a good week but I'm sure by the end of the weekend things will be back to normal, we'll hope! I hope everyone else reading has a great weekend.

What Would You Do?

I got into a big ol debate this morning with my mom. Basically by the end she couldn't really think of much to say except that she never says anything about me weighing so much so I shouldn't say anything about her having 9 dogs. Umm, ok. My weight really has nothing to do with the fact that she's a dog horder and hate to tell her, but my weight is the LAST thing on my agenda when it comes to dealing with the kids, Dave, or other things. I know Dave would like to see me back to 130 lbs or so but he's not going to leave me over it.

So here's the deal. I've bitched about my nutty mom before but seriously she has her priorities assbackwards. She used to own a few years back 5 dogs. 2 Yorkies, 2 Dachshunds, and 1 Corgi. Then one of the Yorkies died or I should say she put him to sleep because he was in bad shape. Then she bought another Yorkie (replacement) for him but it was a girl named Roxy. Well it disappeared most likely from a hawk. These Yorkies are smaller than my damn Guinea Pig ya'll. So guess what? Few days later she buys another replacement! Yippee! Not. A boy she named Joey. Then a week later she says lets buy another! So she buys a girl this time and decides she's going to be a breeder. Well you can imagine this PISSES me off because to me adoption is the only way to go. There are 200 dogs a month put down in our town alone and about 400 cats. She could care less. So then about a month later she buys another boy! And just the other day she bought another and I'm not sure what the sex is of it.

Total Yorkie Population= 5 Yorkies (4 less than 1 year, 1 is 13 years old)
Total Dachshund Population= 2 (9 and 10 years old)
Total Corgi Population= 1 (5 year old)
and 1 more- My sister's dog Ginger who Mandi found on the side of a trash dumpster which mom dislikes
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9 Dogs.

Now Mandi's dog is not much of a problem. She's a bit on the barky side but doesn't know what to think of kids so she stay away but 4 freakin baby rats and 2 weenies, and 1 huge Corgi seem to jump all over the kids when we go over there. The kids hate it. Next point of discussion. Dog Hair. I barely took Damien over there his first year because I didn't want him on the floor in dog hair and pee since the rats piss all over the carpet. Her house reeks but she covers it with candles and plug ins. I'm just tired of it. I know that this dog she bought the other day is another boy because she wants to breed them and get her money back. 1 of the boys she had bought had testicles that didn't drop which means no breeding so she had him fixed. She was JUST bitching the other day about the boy dogs fighting and how she's tired of it yet she bought another dog. She constantly bitches about no money for this and that yet she buys dogs like every other month.

So anyways I finally blew up this morning and told her listen this is what I think. I told her Dad is our first choice on having the kids watched because we don't have to deal with dogs, dog hair, and a smelly house. I'm sure this hurt her feelings but she needs a wake up call. She says her dog population will be smaller in a few years and it won't be so bad. SURE. What she means is one of the Dachshund's hips are going out so she's going to put her down. Then the oldest Yorkie is getting blind and such so she may be putting her down too. Now after seeing what she's done in the past with replacing 2 dogs in less than a year, I can GUAREN- freakin TEE it that she'll just replace them again with 2 more rats that she's paid $500 a piece for. Dave tells me all the time we know she's stupid and just let it go but I have a hard time. What would you do? If my kids get the shaft for Christmas because of what I said, I really could care less but what I will say is "I see your broke from spending all your money on dogs" considering she's constantly at the vet getting shots, medicine, etc.