I made a deal with the kids that whoever slept the longest and woke up in the best mood, gets a Cadbury egg. It's working so far.
I had such horendous cramps last night! Usually (before hubby started traveling so much) I could fix it nature's way with a big O. Not an option (well, I guess really it is an option-but I'm not so into flying solo). I went to the medicine cabinet to get some Advil. By the way said medicine cabinet is OCD labeled with individual tubs labeled and sorted. I found some codeine that my husband had left over from (I think) pneumonia. It said to take two but knowing that I'm a cheap date, I took one. Cramps left but I was flying high! I kept having vivid dreams and was waking up every 2 hours. I woke (for the final time of the night) at about 8 and feel hung over with new cramps. I think I'll skip the codeine tonight. Advil this morning worked just fine.
I have to cook tonight. I'm thinking spaghetti, it's my specialty. I need to work on getting this whole traveling husband life organized! I feel so guilty if I'm not 100% with my kids. But there are just days that I just want to go up to my room and watch MY TV shows and just be me. Doesn't work, I'm a mom no matter what. Which is good, I always wanted to be a mom. I need to figure out how to be a present mom.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Spring Break
2nd actual weekday of Spring Break. The littlest has been in time out or sent to his room 3 or 4 times already. I've lost count. The oldest is not feeling well, yet has plenty o' energy to play his stinkin video games. Yeah, I know I could just tell him to stop-but then I have to figure out something for him to do. I sent them outside earlier but that resulted in one of the little guy's trips to TO (he was throwing pine cones at his sister).
Hubby is in Texas this week and was last week. He's near our friends and got to see them last week. I'm a little jealous yet after he described Texas-I'm in no hurry to get there. After getting bumped from a flight he got a certificate for free flight. Together with airmiles and hotel points we could go somewhere together. I'm just going to marinate in that for a bit. That could get me through a sibling fight or two.
My mom is actually going on a trip without me. Shocker! Yet she did call me a dozen or so times and had me book her trip. She didn't get my humor when I acted like a travel agent. Someday I'll stop babysitting her. Have been since I've been 12 so I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.
Hubby is in Texas this week and was last week. He's near our friends and got to see them last week. I'm a little jealous yet after he described Texas-I'm in no hurry to get there. After getting bumped from a flight he got a certificate for free flight. Together with airmiles and hotel points we could go somewhere together. I'm just going to marinate in that for a bit. That could get me through a sibling fight or two.
My mom is actually going on a trip without me. Shocker! Yet she did call me a dozen or so times and had me book her trip. She didn't get my humor when I acted like a travel agent. Someday I'll stop babysitting her. Have been since I've been 12 so I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Am I a writer?
I'm not a writer, sometimes I dream of being one. I think up all kinds of novels I could write. Romance, thriller, autobiography, yet I never find the time to write. Why? I'm a mom of three. I've got 2 pre-teens and a preschooler. I once was striving to be the perfect PTA mom, I'm lowering my standards. I'm getting too tired! So I'm writing here, no need to worry about plot line. No worry if anyone will read it. Just writing, it feels good.
I originally got inspired writing my facebook 25 random thing about me. I found it so cathartic! Once I posted my 25 thing, I wanted to write 25 more. Not because I'm trying to show off for anyone. Life as a mom can get soooo lonely sometimes. So much of my life is about doing for others and I ALWAYS forget to do for me. Or if I do remember, I fell totally guilty for not being the best mom at that moment.
So, what to write about? Hmm...well, I live in the burbs (as is obvious by my title). I'm not talking about the average burb. I live in a super wealthy, where my husband making almost 100K is considered lower end burbs. We've got our mix of people, super wealthy, a couple poor, quite a few like me. If you drove through my neighborhood, you'd be thinking we're doing alright. Other than a few people, I've got no complaints. I love my house. It's not your usual pre-fab crap. It was built in the 80's and we're working hard to bring it current. Huge yard (by burb standards) with the standard wooden Costco purchased play structure and trampoline. I learned how to install hardwood floors last spring and spent most of last summer installing Brazilian Koa floor (gorgeous by the way!)
I'm proud of being an involved mom. Like I said before, I let the perfect go by the wayside. I do wish I could figure out a way to keep my house clean. It always manages to be at it's worse when someone comes to the door. On those rare occasions that I get it all clean, I want those people that always see it messy to come by. Would it be weird to post a sign on the front yard-Come in, I'm not really the slob you might think I am!? But I guess that really is me still striving for the perfect label. Must let it go!
Anyways, I'm an involved mom. I'm in charge of a bunch of programs for each kid's school and even the VP on the oldest's PTO. I was the VP of the preschool for the littlest's school last year but decided just to do the newsletter this year. My middle child is a girl and I keep the books for her girl scout troop and man the scrip program for her school. I'm suppose to also be holding down a job that hours worked is on the honor's system and I'm not doing so well with my end of the honor!
So this blog will just be my rants of a suburban almost 40 year old mom of three whose husband travels most days of the week. Hopefully I don't sound like whiny bitch. But if you don't like it, heck don't read it. This is just my free therapy that I don't even have to hire a babysitter to have.
I originally got inspired writing my facebook 25 random thing about me. I found it so cathartic! Once I posted my 25 thing, I wanted to write 25 more. Not because I'm trying to show off for anyone. Life as a mom can get soooo lonely sometimes. So much of my life is about doing for others and I ALWAYS forget to do for me. Or if I do remember, I fell totally guilty for not being the best mom at that moment.
So, what to write about? Hmm...well, I live in the burbs (as is obvious by my title). I'm not talking about the average burb. I live in a super wealthy, where my husband making almost 100K is considered lower end burbs. We've got our mix of people, super wealthy, a couple poor, quite a few like me. If you drove through my neighborhood, you'd be thinking we're doing alright. Other than a few people, I've got no complaints. I love my house. It's not your usual pre-fab crap. It was built in the 80's and we're working hard to bring it current. Huge yard (by burb standards) with the standard wooden Costco purchased play structure and trampoline. I learned how to install hardwood floors last spring and spent most of last summer installing Brazilian Koa floor (gorgeous by the way!)
I'm proud of being an involved mom. Like I said before, I let the perfect go by the wayside. I do wish I could figure out a way to keep my house clean. It always manages to be at it's worse when someone comes to the door. On those rare occasions that I get it all clean, I want those people that always see it messy to come by. Would it be weird to post a sign on the front yard-Come in, I'm not really the slob you might think I am!? But I guess that really is me still striving for the perfect label. Must let it go!
Anyways, I'm an involved mom. I'm in charge of a bunch of programs for each kid's school and even the VP on the oldest's PTO. I was the VP of the preschool for the littlest's school last year but decided just to do the newsletter this year. My middle child is a girl and I keep the books for her girl scout troop and man the scrip program for her school. I'm suppose to also be holding down a job that hours worked is on the honor's system and I'm not doing so well with my end of the honor!
So this blog will just be my rants of a suburban almost 40 year old mom of three whose husband travels most days of the week. Hopefully I don't sound like whiny bitch. But if you don't like it, heck don't read it. This is just my free therapy that I don't even have to hire a babysitter to have.
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