Week in Review

After Monday's incident at Wal-Mart I was hoping my week would get better. Not so much...it was a roller coaster of a week. 

Kayla started taking the school bus home. It took her until Wednesday to realize when it was her stop. She would sit there in la la land until they had to actually call her name to get off.

 

Tuesday she threw the worst tantrum because she didn't want to leave her grandparents house. She screamed and cried the entire 40 minute ride home. It took all of my energy to ignore her. Then she accused me of not caring about her. I just kept wondering where was the "return to sender" option on the last year of my life. Before all that happened I fed the baby solid food for the first time and she loved it. Always enjoy their first reaction to real food

Wednesday while I was cooking dinner Ricky found Kayla cutting Elyse's hair with a pair of children's scissors. Thank God he checked on them when he did because there was already a good amount of hair there. Even though he caught her red handed, Kayla tried to tell me Elyse did it to herself.

Thursday was my birthday...whoo hooo, not. This is my last year in my 20's and I'm hoping the year ahead is a good one.  Not feelin the whole getting older thing that keeps happening...it kinda sorta sucks.

Friday was the icing on the cake. I went outside to get something from my car and my dog chased a skunk under my car, who in turn, sprayed him in the face. I highly recommend you never let your dog even look at a skunk. The dog was in the house for two seconds before I realized what happened and the smell is still lingering. Of course this was at 10pm at night when the temperature had dropped to 45 degrees. I left the poor dog outside for the night. I set up a bed for him but I'm sure he was so confused he barely slept. My wonderful aunt let me bring him to her house and helped me wash him the next morning. Skunk spray is so strong the smell can last up to 2 years. Seriously hoping that doesn't happen or he will live in my aunt's back yard for the rest of his life.

Ended the week on a high note though. My bff came for a impromptu visit Sunday and I got to see her and my godson. Probably won't see her again for some time so that was nice.

Manic Monday

Kayla has officially started school. Today was only day 3 and it was a crazy one...
Amaya woke up at 4:30am for a feeding and again at 5:50am. At 6:40am I was in that state of sleep where you're not awake but you're not asleep when I heard "MIMA! MIMA!" followed by crying.  I spent the next 5 minutes trying to detach my boob from Amaya's mouth without waking her up. Get upstairs and I see my mom dressed and ready for work with the exception of rollers in her hair, giving Elyse a quick bath. She had peed in her sleep and was drenched in pee. My stepfather was leaning over the tub warning me it was broken, something I didn't comprehend until I decided to take a shower 10 minutes later. It is only 7am. My mom and Sam race out the door and I rush to throw all the sheets, pillows, and stuffed animals in the wash, make breakfast and jump in the shower. Then I realize, the knob to the water is broken and will not stay on or turn. Somehow I managed to jam it on and turn on the water by holding it in and turning real quick and tight. It was scalding hot but I didn't have time to mess with it. It's 7:20am and Amaya is awake already. I was able to get out the door with all 3 kids and no more incidents or crying (miracle) by 8:06am and made it to Kayla's school 10 minutes early ;-)

After school I decided to go to Wal-Mart for a few odds and ends. This is where my day gets really good. Both kids are exhausted and whiny because they have been up for so long. Elyse is having a break down because she just doesn't want to walk and I can't find a cart big enough for the 3 of them. I put her on the handles of the stroller, which I used to do with Kayla when Elyse was a baby. She was eating her snack of grapes when all of the sudden she starts choking. Simultaneously she falls to the floor and starts running away screaming, gagging and choking, while the stroller flips down to the ground with Amaya still in her car seat strapped in. Now I have a crying frightened baby and a choking 3 year old who decides it's best to run away from me while choking and spewing Hawaii Punch colored vomit all over Wal-Mart. Some lady is standing there looking at my freak show horrified and saying "She's choking!!" It was something out of a tv show. The woman must have thought I was a nut job. I had to run after Elyse, thump her back, pump her stomach, and cup her vomit, all while Amaya is screaming her head off and Kayla is excitedly giving me a play by play of what's happening..in the middle of Wal-Mart.  It was pure madness. 

And that was my Monday. I can't wait to see how the rest of my week goes...

Catching Up

It's been 4 months since my last post and so much has happened since then. Too much for this blog so here's a quick review.

• May:
• Started hemorrhaging when Amaya was 2 weeks old, wound up in ICU and got a blood transfusion.
• June
• Amaya turned 1 month old
• Contemplated killing myself almost every day trying to deal with 2 bored kids and a very needy, demanding infant.
• Got a second opinion on my medical issue from my old gynecologist, found a blood clot on my uterus. Got the blood clot removed after much procrastination.
• July
• Decided to spend a whole month in NY to get a break. Amaya turned 2 months, Elyse turned 3 years old.
• Ricky lost his job, we decided to move back to NY- ROAD TRIP!!
• August
• Amaya turned 3 months old
• Living apart, very stressed
• September
• Have had a string of bad luck-lost my wallet with a $200 gift card, someone drove into Ricky's side mirror (Karma maybe?), Jada fell backwards down the stairs and was limping for 3 days and Amaya turned 4 months old.
• KAYLA STARTED KINDERGARTEN!! Very momentous occasion. 

Now that we're pretty much caught up I can get down to the fun stuff. Hope to go back to blogging on a regular basis ;-)

Breastfeeding Through the Eyes of My Children

Yesterday
Kayla: Mommy when I'm a grown-up like you can I feed my baby with my grown-up boobies?

Today
Elyse: Mommy, is the baby eating you?
Me: Uhm, yes.
Elyse: Hey, why are you eating my mom??

Annnnd Happy Birthday Siobhan ;-)

Final Days of Pregnancy

So I'm almost done with my very last pregnancy and I'm having mixed emotions.  I'm very anxious and scared to see what the rest of my life will be with 3 kids. I feel like I was almost a pro at handling 2, not quite sure how I'll handle 3.  I'm also very nervous about giving birth...did the first 2 naturally without drugs so I'm not going to punk out this time.  There is a small part of me that's like, ef it, get the epidural and be done with it. But I'll ignore that for now.
I find myself wishing that I hadn't been so hormonal during the whole 9 months and been able to enjoy it more. I had really pleasant pregnancies with Kayla and Elyse and this one plain sucked.  I wish I could have been nicer and more patient with the girls too.  I feel like I ripped them off because the last months of just us were basically me being a raging bitch. Nothing I can do about it now but I'll probably always feel guilty about it. Anyway I've done my best to try to prepare mentally, emotionally, and around the house so now all I can do is hope for the best...fingers crossed.
On another note, big shout out to the kind soul at Publix who stopped my husband from buying lettuce when my list called for cilantro. Proud to say he only called 2x during his shopping trip and one of the calls was to see if I wanted a deli sandwich.  Next time I'll make the list a little longer ;-)

Project Distraction

For the past month I have put off anything baby related. I was working on my projects and having a little love affair with my sewing machine...I heart her.  It's a fun distraction to create something for no real reason.  The ladies at Joann's Fabric know me already. They must wonder what the hell I'm up to all the time.  Anyway, here are some of the things I have been distracting myself with.

Sewing machine cover

Mod Podge and fabric covered box

Fabric covered boxes

I love my boxes. Don't love my lack of common sense to measure the depth of the cabinets, so they hang off the edge...o well.  I put the things that I don't use often in there so I can clear some space in my minimal cabinets. Gets the job done. The other boxes are for my cookbooks.

Plastic garbage bag holders

Of course I needed 3, one for the kitchen, one for my bathroom, and one for the baby's room.  By far the easiest and quickest of all the projects.

My recovered rocker. Took a while and is not perfect, but again...o well. At least it's not filthy like it was before. And it now has a zipper so I can take it off and wash it.  I still have to Scotch Guard it, another day.

Now that I have most of the projects out of my head (still have a few more ideas) I'm able to concentrate on baby things.  We even chose a name. I've been procrastinating for 9 months and it took us less than 5 minutes to agree once we had found the right one. Which is great because I didn't really have too much time left. Getting a little anxious to see how life is going to change around here. I've been trying to organize and streamline everything around here with what little energy I have left.  Hopefully the girls will adapt quicker than me.
Yesterday morning I found the girls playing with their baby dolls and Kayla said, "I'm pretending I have a lot of children, like you Mommy!".....lol

Inspiration and ideas for my projects came from the following tutorials and blogs
http://www.bhg.com/decorating/do-it-yourself/accents/easy-home-decor-crafts/?page=13
http://www.tipjunkie.com/bin-organization/
http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2009/06/sewing-machine-cover.html
http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2009/01/grocery-bag-holder.html
http://www.lilblueboo.com/2010/02/reupholstering-nursery-rocker.html

Funny...

Tomorrow I have my 37 week appointment where my OBGYN will tell me if I'm dilated or not and we'll start discussing my labor plans.  My husband tells me, "Wouldn't it be funny if she tells you the baby is ready to come out NOW?"
My sense of humor must have left with my patience because that so does not qualify as funny...