I've sat down to blog several times and then discover that
-someone is hungry and I'm the only person who can remedy that
-someone has pooped, peed, or spit up all over themselves and I"m the only person that can remedy that
-the laundry is taking hostages and I'm the only person who can offer a peace treaty
-dinner needs to be fixed and I'm the only person who can fix it
-I smell like curdled spit up that is 17 hours old and I'm the only one who can shower myself
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anywho....I'm a little on the busy side and I'm loving every minute of it. Except maybe the 17hour spit up, I really need to work out a better system. I'm trying to cut down on the laundry and my thoughts are if I change my shirt every time it gets dirty I'd never leave the laundry room. AND I'm trying to save the planet and save water....OK not really but I'm gonna use that line for as long as I can. Maybe Al Gore will buy into that mentality :p
I've got some time on my hands right now though and instead of sleeping I thought I'd take a little time to tell you all the stuff that happened in between this blog and my last one. I'm considerate of your feelings....and aunt Susan sent me a text message and told me to blog. I don't mess with aunt Susan...she's bossy (love you aunt Susan!) .
I managed to convince a sales lady at a certain "plus size" store that I'm still holding onto baby weight from my 4 month old. Here's how that conversation took place
Sales Associate: do you have children?
Me: Yes, I have 3. One is 6, one is almost 2, and the youngest is 4 months (notice I left out that I adopted the 6yr old, and the youngest two are foster placements)
Sales Associate: Well my goodness! When you loose all your baby weight from the 4 month old you won't even have to shop here anymore!
Me: Yes Ma'am, your absolutely right.
I take several moments during the day and tell myself that I gave birth to all the children who call me mommy. It makes me feel better about being the size of a whale. Don't judge me, I'm just trying to give myself pep talks.
I can't give out lots of details but the two newest additions to our family are doing quite well.
I love every moment with them, and remind myself to take it one day at a time. I'm called to love them today, tomorrow will work itself out. But today you'll find me loving on these sweet babies.
Ethan is "handling" first grade like a trooper. Considering he'd rather be doing just about anything other then going to school. I'm being selfish and enjoying knowing that he would rather be at home with his dear ole mom than at school. I realize I have no bearing in this what-so-ever...he'd rather be at home playing cars, and monsters, and aliens, and transformers, and dragon ball-z, and other stupid boy games that I have no interest in because I love girl games. I"m just there for decoration and food preparation. Whatever.
We now speak with a lisp. Why? Because the sweet 23mo old talks with a lisp and it sounds cute when he does it, so Allen and I have taken up "lisping". It's still cute when you re an adult right? Right!? Whatever.
I'm in route to Michigan to see Allen's grandmother who is sick. I've never taken a road trip with an abundance of small children...I probably won't do it again either. That should tell you how its going.
"wahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! boooooooo!!!!!!! hooooooo!!!!!!!"
"He's looking at me!"
"I want snacks!!!!"
"Mommy!!!!! I spilled all my snacks!!!!"
"are we there yet?"
"I"m thirsty!!!!"
"are we there yet?"
"oops I need to pee pee NOW!"
"Stop touching me!"
And that is just stuff I've said...we won't get into the childrens vocabulary ;)
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