Monday, September 27, 2010

You can tell it's Monday

Don't tell anyone, but I actually like Mondays. Well, usually. It's the day when our schedule goes back to "normal." It's usually a down day for the girls and I. I catch up on laundry, which means I get to watch some of the shows that I miss while I fold laundry. (Thank you networks for putting episodes online!) I get the dishes done, the kids nap. Over all, it's a good day.
Not today. Today we all have a horrible case of the Mondays. It started last night about 11:15 when Brinna woke up screaming her tiny little head off and continued all day long. Apparently, Brinna decided that she didn't need any sleep last night. She woke up at 11:15 and finally fell back asleep at 4:30 am. That means that I didn't fall asleep until 4:30 am. Adelae wakes up at 7:30 am every day. That means that I had 3 hours of sleep. 3 stinking hours! Have you ever tried to take care of two very active little girls and do housework on 3 hours of sleep? I don't recommend it. I thought that maybe I'd get in a short nap. Nope! Not today! Today Adelae decided we needed to play! So, we did. Then I figured I might as well do my workout, so I did.
So, here I sit at 5:00 pm so exhausted I can barely move. The dishes are still in the kitchen and dinner still has to be fixed.
Today I say "Is it Tuesday yet?"

Friday, September 24, 2010

Katy Perry & Her Girls

Have you heard about the latest controversy on Sesame Street? Yes, I said "controversy" and "Sesame Street" in the same sentence. Apparently parents all over are offended by this video. Go ahead and watch it, I'll wait. And if you catch yourself singing, I promise not to tell anyone.

Done? Good! Did you like it? Find yourself singing along? Did you figure out what people are making such a big deal about? No? Go watch it again. I'll wait.

Get it yet? Well, I can tell you that I had to watch the video about 3 times before I could find anything objectionable, and even then I got it wrong. I thought, " it because of Katy Perry's past songs?" After all, the lyrics to one is "I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry Chapstick." Or could it be the lyrics of the song that this parody is based on "You PMS like a bitch, I should know." As much as I love Katy Perry (and I do), I don't listen to her songs with the kids. I think the lyrics are inappropriate. I wanted to know if I was right so I decided to dig a little deeper. I looked at various new articles, blogs and comments on the video. (It's not hard, just Google Katy Perry & Elmo if you want to see what people are saying.)
The problem? Katy's cleavage. So, I watched it again. I suppose there is one point where her girls are a little jiggly. I decided to perform an unofficial study. I had Adelae watch it to see if she would notice. She watched it, then watched it again. Her and Brinna danced and Adelae even sang "Elmo's up, Elmo's down, Elmo's running around." Not once did she say "Mommy, her boobs are jiggly. I need to wear a low cut shirt so I can be like the girl in the song." In fact, I think the shirt I had on at the time showed more cleavage that the outfit that Katy had on.
So, this leads me to the question, would most preschoolers notice? The answer, I highly doubt it. We need to keep in mind the audience for shows like Sesame Street. It's not me or my husband. It's preschoolers, children aged from birth to 5 or 6. Has our society become so overly sexualized that even preshcoolers know that breasts can be sexual? Seriously? If that's the case, then I think the parents that are complaining really need to take a good hard look at the lessons they are teaching their children.
We are very open about our bodies in our house. I breastfed Brinna for a year. Adelae sees my breasts a lot. In fact, she takes a shower with me. It's just easier. I see nothing wrong with it. God gave us these bodies. They are beautiful. Plus, she's THREE! THREE! Right in the middle of the target audience for Sesame Street. Even at 6 I don't think that she's going to look at that video and say "Wow Mommy! Look at her boobies! They make me want to wear low cut shirts!" If she does? Well, that's the day that I think it's time to turn off the TV and spend some quality time with my child.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

The love of a sister

There a so many things that amaze me about my children. One of the things that never ceases to amaze me is the love they have for each other. If one cries, the other one cries. If one is in a bad mood, the other one is in a bad mood. If one is happy, the other one is happy. It's fascinating.
The three of us were sitting in the living room together. I was rocking Brinna trying to get her to nap and Adelae was on the couch being silly. Adelae started laughing at herself. Brinna pops her head up and just starts laughing hysterically with Adelae. Now, I'm pretty sure that Brinna didn't understand why Adelae was laughing (She told me a joke), but she was laughing because her big sister was laughing. It was one of those simple moments that just sort of take my breath away.

In case you're wondering the joke was:
What does a duck have for a snack?
Cheese and QUACKERS!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

3 down!!

Happy Anniversary, babe! I love you :D

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

It's in the mail

For the first time in years I'm applying for a job. And not just any job, a job I really really want. I've been watching the Classifieds every week for the ad for this particular job. I was starting to think it was never gping to show up. Then yesterday it appeared. "Wanted: a breastfeeding peer helper" Yes! Finally! I sat down and wrote a resume and what I hope is an awesome cover letter. I. Want. This. Job. I want it very very badly. More than I've wanted anything in a long time.

I know the time has come when we can no longer afford for me to be a stay at home mom. Preschool tuition, the need for another car and the want to own our own home someday make it impossible. We need to be a two income family. Or Ben needs a raise, a really big raise. Since that's most likely not going to happen, it's time for me to venture out into the work force.

So, my resume is in the mail! If all my lovely readers could send me some "get the job" vibes, or even say a quick prayer, I would appreciate it.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Adelae goes to school..part 2

I was going to tell you all about what Adelae did at school on her first day, but I figure it's a story best told by her. You'll have to bear with her, she had had a really long day and was a little tired :)

Friday, September 10, 2010

Adelae goes to school..part 1

Today was Adelae's first day of pre-school. She was SO excited to go! She couldn't even sleep last night. I, on the other hand, was a whole bag of emotions. Nervous, scared, proud, anxious and excited about sum it up. I knew she'd be ok, but it's the realization that she's growing up and this is the start of her independence. But, I'm so very proud of her for not being scared to tackle this brand new experience.

Doesn't she look so big?

Every girl needs a pink back pack with her name on it.

Away she goes!

And this is how I left her, playing ponies with her new friends.

Stay tuned for Adelae's report on how her first day of school went.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

At least it's not bed bugs

Am I the only person that's totally freaked out by the bed bug epidemic? I'm petrified I check our mattresses about 3 times a day, just to make sure. So, you can imagine how freaked out I was when Brinna had three little red bumps on her cheek. I stripped the beds, flipped the mattresses and had a mini freak out session. No signs of bed bugs. Whew! Then I found more bumps. I kept telling Ben "It's bed bugs. I just know it's bed bugs." I made him re-check all the beds...twice. (It was the day after my surgery and I wasn't suppose to be doing anything.) Still no bed bugs. Yet the rash continued to spread. It's probably a good thing I was taking my Lortab (Vicodin) or I probably would have been having panic attacks. In case you don't know this about me..I HATE BUGS!
Anyway...the rash continued to spread. I thought "Hmm..chicken pox?" So I asked my stepmom. She said "chicken pox." So, I called the doctor. The phone nurse said "Not chicken pox since Brinna's been vaccinated." Fabulous. So now I'm back to bed bugs.
I can't take the not knowing, so I made an appointment for her. It took the doctor all of five minutes to make a diagnosis. Not bed bugs.
It's hand, foot and mouth. (Not to be confused with Hoof and Mouth or Mad Cow Disease.) Basically, she has a virus. There's really nothing we can do except to give her Tylenol or Motrin for her sore throat. At least it's not bed bugs!

Saturday, September 4, 2010

2 times a day

My post op instructions were rather funny. I was told to use Afrin 2 times a day for 2 days. Absolutely no more than that. The post op nurse made a very big deal about that. It was written on the Afrin bottle, on my post op instructions and, just in case we forgot, on a bright yellow post-it note. Apparently Afrin is very addictive. I'm ok with all that. I hate Afrin anyway, so no big deal.

I find it absolutely hilarious that they are so over the top about their Afrin use instructions, yet they prescribed me 120 Lortab (which is basically Vicodin). 120 Vicodin! Yowza! I'm allowed to take 2 every six hours, so roughly 8 a day. Now, I'm bad at math but i think that works out to roughly a 2 week supply. The post op instructions say to take the Lortab for 2 or 3 days. Why did they feel the need to prescribe me enough for 2 weeks? Doesn't it seem like they should be a little more concerned about Lortab addiction?

If they are going to go out of their way to make sure i know Afrin is addictive, shouldn't they do the same for the narcotic? I'm just sayin'......

Friday, September 3, 2010

Sinus Surgery is HOT!!

This is the fabulous look I'll be sporting the next few days. It's sexy, I know.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Wordless Wednesday

This is how God says "Good Morning"

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