Today was a ruff day. Hubby is leaving for 10 days at the end of this week. He is going to visit family and loved ones out of the country. So, today we went shopping. Some clothes shopping at Beals and Belk, and then we headed over to Sam’s Club, to get some items from there, so that I hopefully wont have to make to many trips to the store while he is gone. It’s just to hard to shop with these two little ones.
So, in Beals, Mini Bug has a major melt down at the check line line. Why? We don’t know..she just did. She cried, she screamed, she threw a living loving fit. I had to literally drag her out of the store.
Then we went to Sams Club. God Help me, the same thing happened again, only this time it was over a “monster” She wanted this animated monster candy dish. I refused. She screamed, she kicked me, she screamed louder, cried and kicked me again. I ignored her, I ignored the people looking at me , some with a knowing smile, others with annoyance in their eyes. Got our shopping down, head pounding, her still screaming like she is being killed, and dragged her out of the store.
By this time my blood pressure is through the roof, I am red faced and sweating, and really wanting to lick her lips and stick her to a wall some place and just walk away. But I handled it the best I could. I told her no, I meant no and stuck to it. I ignored her while she had her melt downs and kept right on shopping. Was I humiliated..you bet your sweet ass I was.
It was getting late, because we went out later in the day to try to avoid the hot humid weather. I melt. So we decided to go out to eat before we headed home. Mini Bug was in total agreement and promised to be good. My oh my she is becoming quiet the little fibber. Not only was she not good….I swear right in front of my eyes, she turned into an evil monster from hell. She wouldn’t sit down in her seat, she kept climbing under the table , and of course the crying and whining. She didn’t eat a thing even though she told us she wanted chicken.
So we get ready to leave, husband pays the bill and gets the baby and heads out of the restaurant while I gather up mini bugs toys, my purse, her boxed meal, and say, come on honey, its time to go home. Lord Help Me Jesus, the girl went insane in the membrane. She screamed on top of her lungs, noooo, I want to stay, then threw her drink across the floor, then threw herself down on the floor. Screaming on top of her lungs the whole time. I gathered up her stuff that she threw on the floor and was putting it in a bag, when I heard a woman say to another woman, “she isn’t going to just let her sit there is she” It took everything I had to not comment back…” YOU WANNA TRY TO HANDLE THIS YOURSELF???” But I didn’t, I ignored it. I got all of Mini Bugs things collected, then with all the strength I could muster up, picked that 50 pound girl up off the floor with one swoop. She was kicking and fighting me the whole way out of the restaurant. I just kept looking straight ahead and ignored everyone. Got her in the car, and hold her to not make a sound, not one sound or she would live to regret it. She still kept on crying, so we turned the music up, and drove home. When we got home, I immediately put her to bed. Closed her door and walked away.
I need to get in better shape. Fast. I need to exercise more, and I need to lose some weight. Maybe some fat burners could help too. All I know is if I am going to have to be fighting a 50 pound child, I better get shape for it, because right now, every single inch of my body is hurting…a lot! Sigh…I know some of you don’t want to hear this, but I have to say, this. I raised 3 sons. They are grown men now. I could take them any place, and never have a problem with them. Wanna know why? Because they learned at a very early age, that if they tried something like this, their butts where gonna be hurting. I would have paddled their bottoms right on the spot, and I promise you , back then, the other parents would have cheered me on.
Now, I don’t agree with “beating” children…I think it should be used as a last resort. But I do think there are times, when a swift swat on the behind, can settle problems very fast. Unfortunately, swatting of the butts is looked down on now, and parents like me, have to put up with a 3 yr old running the roost. Yeah, well, call me old fashioned, but I do see something wrong with that picture. I pray that mighty bug has a sweeter temperament.
It’s late and I just went in to check on the little ones. They are so beautiful when they are sleeping. I sigh at the miracles that they are.
Three years ago, I would never have imagined that I would be raising children all over again. Babies. I would never have dreamed that I would be a mother all over again and continue to raise children until I die. Because really that is the cold hard facts of this. I am no spring chicken, (at least that’s what my bones keep telling me) and I will be old when they are teenagers. Yes they are blessed to have me, but I am also blessed to have them.
Some days are hard, I mean, oh my Gawd hard, and I think to myself, what in the world are you doing this for. But that thought only lasts for a fleeting second. All it takes is one I love you mommy or a kiss or one of their silly grins to melt my heart, and I know exactly why I am doing this. Because if I didn’t….they would have been adopted out to strangers as young babies. That couldn’t happen, not while I am still breathing.
So, while I didn’t give birth to these children, they are my blood and they came from my heart. I am their mommy in every meaning of the word mommy. They own me heart and soul. I would sacrifice everything for them. I think I might have already sacrificed my sanity…but heck, whose to say whats sane or not anymore huh.
Mini Bug is now 3 1/2 and she is really developing her own personality. I can understand more and more of what she says, and she might be president one day, because she sure has the gift of gab. Or maybe a college professor because she can go on and on, and most of the time nobody knows what in the heck she is talking about. Mini Bug has been close to me since she was born, she came to live with me permanently when she was 11 months old. I have loved her before she was even born. She stole my heart from the first moment I held her. She is the only girl from my immediate family. I had 3 sons, all of my other sons, had sons. This is the only girl. Of course she is special!
Mighty Bug..well, he is going to be a little heart breaker. That boy is cute and charming. He has a smile that could melt a glacier. Very loving little boy, that appears to be a fast learner. But then he has an advantage, he has an older sister to watch. He will learn faster because of her. Mini Bug didn’t have that. It’s hard to believe that the baby’s 1st birthday has come and gone. He is 14 months old today. Oops yesterday as it’s after midnight and already the 5th. I had him since he was less than a month old. It took that long to get him because I moved out of state and the courts had to draw the paper work up so everything was nice and legal. The first time I looked in his eyes, I knew, I just knew, he was my son. Again, not from my body, but from my heart and soul. Yes my son and his gf made these precious angels. But God gave them to me to raise and protect. Which I do willingly with love.
The day will come when I have to decide whether to tell them the truth or not. It will all depend on their frame of mind, and how they grow. As of now, I feel that it is the right thing to tell them when they are old enough to understand. I see no need to get into all the horrible details, just the facts. Time will let me know the correct decision to make.
We are trying hard to save the money to officially adopt them. We have permanently legal custody of them right now, and that’s ok. But we want the children to grow up with a sense that they are in a normal family. I don’t want them to think they are different from other children. I want them to have a mommy and daddy raising them..not a grandmother and grandfather. So, we are saving, because it’s very very expensive, more so than we thought. Or should I say, it’s more expensive down here in Florida then it would have been back home in PA.
If your lucky enough to still have your mother, then it’s to her house you go on Mothers Day. Doesn’t matter if you have 20 kids of your own, as long as my Mother is still with us, she is the Queen for the Day and it’s to her house we go to honor her.
This is how I spent Mother’s Day at my Mothers. Her pool is heated unlike mine. But her pool is also much smaller than mine. All my pretty plants that I had around my lanai and the around the pool area, got frozen and are long dead and gone. I have yet to replace them (like I can find the freaking time to do that lately) But my mothers plants and flowers are still beautiful. She probably took the time to cover them…unlike my lazy azz who just let them freeze!
So anyways, here are the pictures I have been promising. We spent the morning home on mothers day in our own pool, then went to my moms house in the afternoon and enjoyed her pool as well. It was really nice to visit with my sisters as well.
So many thoughts running around in my head, so many problems with my second son. So much I could write about for sure. But not today. Not right now. Right now I am sitting out on my lanai with the little ones. Watching Mini Bug splash around in the pool while Mighty Bug sits in his playpen outside watching her. (he hates the water)
It’s very very hot today, and it’s the perfect day to lounge around the pool and just veg out. Put the worries on the back burner for a bit, and just enjoy this time right now. I sent my husband to buy me a new floating lounger so I can lay in the pool and tan While he is doing that, I have my laptop out here sitting on the table, and just enjoying watching and listening to Mini Bug splash and play while I type this. I can’t describe the serene feeling I have right now. I would it could last forever, but I will take it now…if just for this moment.
Wow, I have been so busy. Remember I told you that we ordered a new front entrence door and a new door for out back and since they were special orders I didn’t know when they were coming (actually I didn’t ask Dr. Corny). Not only are they in…they are being installed this Thursday. How exciting. Even better is that someone else is installing them. I hate when I have to help install a door, that is the biggest pain in the azz. I had to help install the new doors in our home in PA and I hated it. Level it level it, then stand and hold it and make sure it doesn’t move while shams are shoved in, and damn it, I always moved! I can’t wait to see how the new doors will look in my home.
This past weekend, was really busy. Sat my mom and step dad (for now on in allposts I am only going to refer to him as my dad…he is a true dad to me in every meaning of the word) and youngest sister came over for a suprise visit…and then on Sunday we went to my mom and dads to visit. As I old you my youngest sister was down for the weekend. Mini Bug adores her. So, we spent most of the day in the pool because my mothers pool is heated and it’s like swimming in bath water. Mini Bug did not want to get out of the pool, she was in there for about 4 hours straight. Her fingers and toes were all pruned up when she got out. Mightybug hates waters. He screams like he is being murdered and is totally terrified. Same thing with baths, just hates them. I’m hoping he outgrows that real fast.
Anyways, Mini Bug gets out of the pool finally and sits on her Aunt’s lap, to eat a steak hoagie. It was so funny, because as she was taking bites and eating, she was falling asleep at the exact same time. It was so funny to see her biting, and chewing while her eyes were closing to go to sleep. That little girl had a fantastic day. I wish my youngest sister did live down here, I know she has plans to move down here in about a year, but Mini Bug loves her so much, I wish she was closer now. Not only that, boy could I use the help that only a sister can give.
Geez this is a very very late MM. Sorry everyone. Lately I have been running on empty and always seem to be a day late and a dollar short.
This week, I am sharing John Travolta dancing. Why? Dunno, just enjoying it right now at 4 am waiting for the baby to go back to sleep.
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After been sick for so long, I think tomorrow I will head out to get some industrial supplies because that is what it’s going to take to clean this house!! Oh how I wish I could afford a maid. Sigh
My middle sister called me today. She is coming down for Easter with her 5 children. My youngest sister also called, she is also coming down for Easter with her husband and 2 children.
My middle sister is cool, I like being around her. She doesn’t get too worked up over things and is pretty much laid back and relaxed. My husband adores her children and vice a versa. He also likes my middle sister and feels kinda protective of her because she went thru a very nasty divorce and has been raising her 5 kids by herself for the past 7 years. Would you believe that her ass ex is still battling her in court over assets? 7 freaking years he has been dragging this out on her. Unbelievable that any judge would allow that to happen. But that’s the way it’s been going for her.
Anyhow, My family has plans on going to Sanabel Island the week of Easter and coming (actually just 3 days) and being back for Easter Sunday. We offered to take middle sister and her kids with us, and I think that’s what the plans are going to be. I know for a fact her kids will be staying with us when she comes down. The other sister and her family will stay at my moms house 10 miles down the road.
So, middle sister leans on my husband for her computer problems, her kids computer problems etc. For the most part he can fix their problems thru remote access. Middle sister needs a new laptop, hers is on it’s last dying leg. She really can’t afford a new one. So, Dr. Corny told me to look on line for wholesale computers, for her.
I’m thinking she is going to eye up my laptop that Dr. Corny bought me for Xmas last year that I very seldom use. No way, I might not use it, but I’m not giving it away. It comes in handy in the Summer when the kids are in the pool and I can sit on the lanai and use the laptop while I keep an eye on them swimming. She can use it while she is here tho, just not keep it.~~
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This potty training business is frustrating me to the ultimate max! Now I know I did this 3 times before in the past, but they were all boys, and I don’t remember it being very difficult. In fact I don’t remember it at all! How do you just forget potty training 3 of your sons? Granted it was almost 20 years ago, but geez, you’d think I would remember how to do it, wouldn’t ya think?
Well I don’t and Mini Bug is only half potty trained. Meaning she goes on the potty if and when SHE wants to. Most of the time will go, if I tell her, go sit on the potty, but sometimes she just goes where she is standing or sitting. That is driving me banana’s. Oh and I only put pull up’s on her now when she sleeps. I have to let her be naked from the waist down or she will go in her panties. I guess she thinks they are the same as pull ups. She really isn’t running around naked, she wears dresses so she is covered, but still bare underneath. How in the world do I teach her to pull her panties down and go? Maybe it’s a comprehension problem right now. I sure hope she gets with the program fast. Dr. Corny is worried about it, and I reassured him that she won’t graduate high school wearing an adult diaper. He has his doubts
So, all you mom’s out there, that are still young and fresh, and going thru this right now. What in the heck am I doing wrong? She turned 3 in October. This should already be history. My brain is telling me, it’s the pull ups that slowed this all down. I don’t remember ever using pull ups 20+ years ago. But then, I just don’t remember. Geez I just had a thought, maybe it was so bad, I blocked it from my memory.
I got a nice surprise today. 2 of my sisters and their families are down here for Thanksgiving, of course at my mom’s house. Thank GOD at my mom’s house! I knew of one sister coming, but the second was a surprise because the last time I talked to her, she said she couldn’t make it down until Christmas. I called my mom’s today and she (sister who wasn’t coming) answered the phone, and said, surprise! HAHA. Little Bitch. I’m sure my mother is in 7th heaven. She will have 3 out of 5 of her children with her for Thanksgiving.
So, I was up most of the night with Mighty Bug who is in teething hell. He was/is getting 4 teeth in at the same time. He finally got the second bottom one thru yesterday and now he has two on the bottom and a very swollen top gum..where his top fronts are coming in hard and heavy. I’m telling ya, that boy has a temper and he is strong. When he screams I swear he wakes the dead…and they sit up and say what the F was that! When he grabs a hold of me, he leaves bruise marks, that is how strong he is. He’s only 8 months old. Hell he’s gonna beat the shit out me by the time he is ONE! But he is adorable, and when he is loving, he is sooooo loving. I know he is in pain, and my heart breaks for the lil guy. But come on, give my ears a break, and stop leaving the bruise marks on me, someone is going to think I am abused or something. Well…maybe I am a bit.
MightyBug
So, like I said, I called my mom today and found out that both of my sisters are here in FL. Come over they said. I say, oh Gosh I am so tired,my head is foggy. I just want to straighten up the house, wait for the kids to take a nap and go to sleep myself. Well…my sisters kids are in their teens…early teens but teens. They don’t remember that babies keeps you up all night, I want to pull my hair out, and hide in the closet stage.
So, I got several different calls from them before I said the heck with it and got a shower, dressed the kids up all cutey and drove off to my moms, which is about 15 min from my house. I was so tired, I really shouldn’t have been driving…so I had the grip of death on the steering wheel, and my eyes plastered to the windshield, and I swear it still felt like I was driving drunk.
So I get to my mom’s house. My dad and brother inlaw are outside putting up the Christmas lights, and I got the baby out of the car seat and asked my brother inlaw to get mini bug, who immediately started screaming because she wanted me to get her out. So I walked away and let him deal with it. I go in the house, and Jesus Mary and Joseph I had forgotten about all the noise there is when we are all together, total 8 kids and the dog (shih Tzu) with the high pitch ear shattering bark that only little dogs can make. The baby immediately started to scream. My sister had never seen the baby and she was all in his face cooing and awing over him, and he was red faced screaming his head off. That was it for him. He wanted nothing to do with any of them for the entire visit. I was thinking, ohhhh man, with all those people there, I will get a break, everyone can take turns holding the the lil ton of bricks. No luck. I had to hold him while he was trying to climb into my skin for several hours.
So I called Dr. Corny at work, and told him to meet me at my mothers house when he got off work. He did, and helped hold the baby. My mom bless her heart and soul, was all happy happy. She had made potato salad and a ham and wanted us all to eat. I don’t like ham. I don’t eat pork. I think it’s gross. She say’s oh honey I MADE you a chicken, and you have to eat. It was a precooked chicken from Sam’s Club. She made the chicken. I have always loved my mothers potato salad. In fact, my potato salad is my mom’s. I don’t know where in the hell she got the potato salad that I ate, because it sucked so bad I wanted to gag. I wonder if it was Sam’s Club also, but of course…she made it. I wonder if all mom’s get goofy with age? Oh God, I wonder my son’s think the same way about me.
So now I am home sweet sweet home, where it is quiet, and the only noise is our own noise. I am all comfy in my jammies and having a mountain dew and chilling out while I type up this post. I love that my sisters are here for Thanksgiving…and I do love to see them and their children, and I will get to enjoy them until the weekend. I just wonder what in the hell we will be eating on Thanksgiving! Mom’s cooking has changed. Someone please oh please tell me that Sam’s Club does NOT sell a precooked Turkey!
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While he is doing that, I have my laptop out here sitting on the table, and just enjoying watching and listening to Mini Bug splash and play while I type this. I can’t describe the serene feeling I have right now. I would it could last forever, but I will take it now…if just for this moment.
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