Crazy young mom of 3

I am 26 years old with 3 small children. My hubby has 2 kids of his own. I work, feel like I am going insane most days, but somehow I manage to make it thru. My life is crazy...

Friday, April 28, 2006

If you pee on my I will give you a 25 cents!!

Okay so I know it has been a long time since I was able to post. I should be spanked! My computer at home got some sort of weird virus and it took FOREVER to fix it. I usually blog at work anyways, but I have been swamped and working late hours, so when I finally would get home all I would want to do is spend time with the kids and the hubby. The girl whose department I had to take over for awhile is back now, and month end is over, so I am back to my little routine where I am able to do what I want!

Little man has decided to show some interest in the potty. I am of course open to the idea. It is hard to train him though since daddy doesn't really know how to potty train, and throws a diaper on him alot!

I have found that little man LOVES quaters! I give them to him when he is good. He puts them in his piggy bank and saves them for when the ghetto ice cream man rolls around. He likes to use the potty with mommy because I give him a quater.
Last night he asked me for "tunty five cent pea's mom" I told him okay, I will give you a quater, but you have to do something for me, go potty. He takes off to the bathroom, mommy following.
Our bathroom time is sort of special. I know he is sitting their, with his pants down, and his hands all over his penis, but it is like US time, and I truely do enjoy it. Anyways, he gets in their, pulls down his pull-up, and sits...."tunty five cent pea's." I explain to him that he has to pee, flush, and wash his hands first. So he presumes to pee............except ALL OVER MY LEG!! He quickly pulls up his pants, washes his hands and again asks for a quater! I laughed. I mean c'mon, kids are funny. He didn't even realize that he peed on me! I could have gotten mad, but why??? I have learned to sit back and laugh at things instead of getting pissed.
Basically, my son peed on my leg, and got a quater for nice!!!
(I got to do laundry and take a shower...LOL)

Friday, April 07, 2006

A woman's famous words...STOP errrr SHOP???

Little mama had me laughing so hard this morning! I was amazed. Her and daddy were laying on the bed. She was, as always, drooling something horrible. She drools. When i say she drools, I do not mean a little spit here and there. It is more like a faucet going off in her mouth. She already has 2 upper teeth and 3 bottom ones. Anytime you pick up my daughter, no mattter what time it is she will drool on you..It is gross at first, but now I just come to expect it.
Anyways, daddy and her were on the bed, she was drooling all over him. He was laughing (kind of like a your drooling is gross but I love you anyway kind of laugh) and telling he to stop. She quickly caught on and repeated dad.
Daddy: Grossss Stop
Daddy:Stop Stop
Daddy: hhahahaha STOP..for real stop biting my nose and drooling on me....STOP!!
LM: hahahaha SHOP SHOP
LM:shop shop
daddy: okay stop...wanna eat???
LM:mmmmmmmmmmmm (proceeds to screaming till fed)

Now do I know if she was REALLy saying stop?? Nope. I would be willing to bet on it though...awww how cute her first word was stop.....errrr shop......whatever!!

Thursday, April 06, 2006

I'm going to eat you out of house and home

Last night at the dinner table it was pretty funny. I actually cooked. I haven't cooked in like 8 months at least. I left work early. I only worked 3 hours yesterday. I came home and took a nap. i woke up and cooked. While dishing up my children, My 5 year old (Joe schmo is what we will call him) decided he only wanted pork chops and applesauce. My two year old (from now on to be called Little man) obviously wanted everything (as always)

Little man sat and ate all his food, we have to fight him cause he likes to try to get up and walk around the house while eating so that is our new adventure with him. I tell him to go sit down and eat, he says NO. I start to get up and he BOLTS back to the table. Now, I love this child and I know he is testing my limits to see if I will not only get up but act on it. So he goes to time out, and falls asleep! I wake him up, explain to him that he must sit at the table and eat. He goes back to eating and eats and eats and eats. The child loves his food!

Joe schmo has eaten his pork chops and applesauce and wants more applesauce. I give him more. He then claims he wants more applesauce again. I explained to him that he has had alot of applesauce and should try eating some green beans, or rice. He eats rice and claims to be full.

Okay so here is the funny part. While doing dishes, little mama is in her chair happily muching away on a piece of wheat bread. The boys grab stools and stand up next to the sink to help me. Joe schmo decides he wants the rest of the rice, so I put it on a plate and he eats it. Little man and me empty the plates in the trash. After we empty his plate he SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER, yelling MY PATE!!! MY FOOD!!! MEAN MAMA!! BAD MAMA!!! After calming him down, I start doing dishes and turned around to see him trying to eat out of the trash! I grab him and saked him if he was still hungry. He says he is STARVING! He eats the Mac N Cheese left overs.

Fast forward, dishes are done, kids are bathed, little mama is in bed. My brother comes over with food for himself to watch American Idol. he explains that he got 6 extra tacos (from the little taco joint) in case anyone else was hungry. The boys start whining for Tacos. I tell them they can have one but need to hurry up as it is alomost 8....and Hey I am not going to miss American Idol for you little monkeys...So they eat. Theses are not your average size tacos, they are huge! I go in my room, come out 5 minutes later, only to see that hubby has let them have another taco!!!

I swear, Joe schmo never eats, he must be going thru a growing spurt. He is all ribs and bones. he has no meat on him. He has been eating alot lately, but jeeez, never like this! Little man always eats, he loves food. He used to be big, but lost most of the baby weight, and is now average size. I have never seen either child eat that much. Did I mention that before dinner daddy made a sandwich for himself, and they both ate one too??

Today I am taking them walking to work off some of that food. I do not let them eat that much ever. I will not be one of them moms with 90 pound kids on Maury Povich

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Count sheep, and sleep..sleep...sleep

Okay, so I have to admitt something. I am not a "domestic person." That is the exact words of my hubby. I have been reading other mommy blogs about how this mommy scrubbed her kitchen, or this mommy did 55 freakin loads of laundry, cooked for 82 people, and still managed "me time."
My day usually goes like this..I jump up at 7am, yell "I"M LATE", and run to she shower. I get dressed half assed (figuring I can fix myself on the freeway while driving) I leave the house by 7:40. I get to work about 8:30 (supposed to start at 8) and begin my work day. I leave work at 5, get home at 6, and very dinner is usually on the table. I am not domestic remember? So yeah I don't fact I don't even know how to cook. The hubs makes dinner, or my mom does. After dinner I play with the kids for a bit and then whisk the boys off to a bath. After bath time, they brush their teeth, get a book read to them, and go to bed at 8pm.
After 8pm, (by now mom or hubs has done the dishes) I get little mama ready for bed. I bath her, play with her, make her a bottle and lay with her tell she falls asleep. As soon as she falls asleep I honestly TRY to get up and do something, be it laundry, putting clothes away, clean bathroom, SOMETHING! I usually fall asleep though. I have been making TRUE effort to do more thought since that is me and the hubs biggest fight now-adays, that I don't help out anymore. I am not lazy. I know what needs to be done. I honestly think something is wrong with me. I absolutely have no energy. I get off work and am dead tired. All I can think about is sleep. I some times even sleep in my car for my hour lunch! I can't imagine that I should really be needing this much sleep everyday. On the weekends...guess what I do?? sleep. I want to be that mom with all the energy who cleans, cooks, and has time for the kids as well as "me time." All i do is sleep. I'm not depressed, don't have much on my mind, I'm just plum tired!

I sleep alot, thats my confession.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

If i could stop time, I'd stop you from growing!!!

Hello cyber world. I know it has been a long long time since I have had the chance to post. I basically have been living my life for my kids. If I have to take one more child's friend to practice, school, or just out and about with us I swear I will paint my car yellow and write TAXI on it. Maybe that was I can make up for the price of gas!! (I filled up today at 2.67 a gallon..yeah 60 bucks later my tank was filled)

My 5 year old has been having baseball games every week plus practice twice a week. Now that the time has changed he will be having more games during the week since it gets darker later in the evening. He is such a champ an doing awesome at baseball. I love this kid so much and often wonder how I ended up with such a smart, handsome, well balanced, loving child. If you seen him you would be jealous! He is the type of child if I were to introduce you to him, he would realize you were "mommys friend" and run up to you and hug you immediately with a big smile.

My two year old has us running around as well. We have learned that he is the type of child who just needs to stay busy. He is easily distracted and gets bored easily. When he gets bored thats when he acts up. He yells loudly for no reason. It is not an angry yell, but no less a yell that is annoying. He gets into things (ash trays from my moms house, other peoples drinks, anything he knows he shouldn't be touching) and it is just a way of saying I'm bored and your not entertaining me. I have found that if I am busy cleaning up the house, I simply just give him something to do, be it help daddy take out the trash, put magnets on fridge in order by color, help mommy put silver ware away **not the knives** or hold the dust pan he is cool with that and REALLY trys helping mommy. When I am not busy cleaning, I have been trying to keep HIM busy. I play with him alot, take him to the park, the jungle (a play land) to visit granny, read books, play the kitchen set, many things and it keeps him happy and out of trouble!

My baby is now 10 months old. She has grown soooo much!! I look at her and know she is my last child. I often feel like crying when watching her because she has grown sooooo quickly and this is the last baby, so tp speak, I will have. She is almost a toddler now. She is already gaining so much dependence. Little mama is crawling all around, she wanders about the house and tugs at my legs when she wants me to hold her. She is trying to stand. Little mama is starting to eat on her own. I TRY to feed her her baby food but usually she ends up feeding herself/making a mess. I don't get mad. I figure that she has to learn anyways and she is having fun! She trys to eat my food so I will give her bread or something soft on her highchair top and she grabs it, squishes it, plays, and then eats if if she hasn't dropped it on the floor. She is loving. She smiles when I come home from work and screams till I pay her some attention! She is really not that much work. She is content playing on her own, but loves to be played with at the same time. She lets the boys know she is boss. My two year old has problems playing gentle and doesn't realize she is still a baby and he needs to be easy with her so he tends to get RIGHT in her face. She looks at him and screams in his face when he gets too close to her. She doesn't scream long, just a short loud scream, like HEY MOVE JERK, this is MY territory. When my 5 year old ignores her she gets mad, and she creams at him like HEY PLAY WITH ME, and he loves her soo much he usually will.

My kids are growing, things are changing daily. I wish I could slow down time. Me and hubby are trying to find somewhere else to live. Hubby still is looking for a job. My job is pretty demanding lately. I am juggling things pretty well, except I rarely sleep! So hey when you see the 26 year old woman with 3 kids walking down the street with big bags under her eyes, and eyes as red as a tomotoe, smile, it is just me!!!!