Day as a "Stay at Home Mom"

Let me tell you, those of you who think this is a glamorous job. I have one thing to say to you....HA! Dont get me wrong, I LOVE being home with my kids, love to see everything FIRST hand and not a report from cousins, aunts, grandma, daycare, or neighbors. You get the gist. Sometimes I have to step back and appreciate that my kids can run, scream, cry, & destroy my house. The alternative is a depressing thought. I live it at my "other job".

Yesterday I got a phone call, a reminder that me, Martin, & Lil Martin ALL have a dentist appointment at 7:45.! (I must have been CRAZY to schedule an appointment that early). Well, thats simply NOT gonna work. Martin had to go to work, shocking I know. So I tell them that it might not work out, they then proceed to tell me that "they dont have another appointment available till January". WHAT?! So I had to cancel both mine and Martins, and kept Lil Martins. Who knows if I will ever get to go get my teeth cleaned. I mean sitting in the waiting room this morning for Lil Martins appointment was HELL. Madelyn and Gavin I think woke the ENTIRE neighborhood. Like I could have gotten my teeth cleaned at that time. Geeeez.
So my job is to keep the house clean for my husband to come home and throw his stuff around in disarray, and make sure the kids are fed, clean, & well adjusted. I'm lucky to have them fed some days. I'm not kidding! Oh yes, and the grocery store, add that in there too :) I dropped Lil Martin off at school, which was a fun task. Both babies want to go in, run the halls, and scream to hear their voices echo. Ah, to me this is cute, to the neurotic receptionist, this is unacceptable and she looks like she is about to BURST into flames :) So Martin makes it to school, only 15 minutes tardy, I'm impressed! Him, not so much :) Then off to Walmart. I'm convinced this is the most fabulous store, its cheap & big. I waltz in there with my two hyper active toddlers, fighting over who gets to sit where in the cart and who gets to pick the cereal and bananas, and not one person thinks Im crazy :) Well, I havent seen myself on People of Walmart to date :)
One hour later, groceries for two weeks for a whopping $75! I impress myself. I remember as a kid going shopping with my parents for one week (for 4 people) and watching my parents drop $200! I would be living in a cardboard box, for sure. We make due. My kids are never starving, and lets just say I'm not starved :) LOL, dont agree please! Anyways, everyone is happy! Gavin got his Spongebob yogurt & Madelyn got her bananas. Gold Stars all around!
By the time we get home, both Madelyn & Gavin are hungry for their second round of breakfast. The first one burned off in Walmart I think. Then after everyone has eaten, and been cleaned. Its P90X time. Dont be fooled, this is NOT an everyday occurance. Only when my kids allow me the 1 hour to work out. Today I did the Yoga. I feel so stretched and revived. I love doing the Yoga because I think its stinkin adorable to see Madelyn and Gavin doing downward dog. They are too cute for words some days. So, now here I sit. Listening to Yo Gabba Gabba run in the background, type out this blog, and run over my to do list. Which consists of lots of things that are boring to you, but seem like mission impossible to me.
I did want to take a minute to talk about Gabrielle. She is excelling at her gymnastics, she is making me so proud. I'm happy to announce that I let her move up. I will let her see how she does this summer. I KNOW she will be great. I have no doubt. The only worries I have for her are the catty moms & kids. Everyone thinks they are better than everyone else. I try to humble Gabrielle and at the end of the day, she appreciates her hard work, and she doesnt compare herself to others. I have friends though that will talk about how their kids are the "bomb" and how perfect they are. Not so much, but whatever. Reminds me of a show I heard on Kidd Kraddick, about parents who over inflate their kids. Tell them they are the best and they are sooooo good at something. When they are at best, average. Its a downfall to the kids. It sheilds them from the "real world". They grow up thinking they are AMAZING and untouchable, only to be sadly dissappointed later in life. But whatever, it is what it is. I'm proud of my daughter. When I do want to gloat, and share my pride. I get shut down. For instance, the owner of the gym called me and told me that they picked a certain song and dance for Gabrielle because she has some of the best dance skills and talent, so her song is a dramatic tango, which will be a more mature routine. When I was talking about this, I got "Thats weird, Gabrielle cant tumble like that". Well poo to you. I think she can, and you cant bring her down.
I have decided that the Negative Nancy's of my life can get to stepping.
Anyways, my neighbor is walking across the street now, I guess I better get off this blog. Because YOU KNOW I can talk all day! Thanks for reading this, I LOVE YA (whoever you are)

Yes, I'm THAT neighbor.......

So yesterday was a good day, I got up, went to skills fair at work. I got to play with the new similator dummy! His name was Hal, he is a 5 year old boy and is pretty much like a real kid! Cost about $50,000! He was super cool! He would tell you "Dont touch me", "I want my mommmmmy", and all kinds of cute little things :) Makes doing mock codes pretty interesting. It always amazes me the way a pretend code flows so smoothly. When in a real life situation, its chaotic like nobodies buisness! Code Blues are not interesting, in fact its what I dread each time I go to work. I say a little prayer, "please dont let any of the patients where I am working code". Its not something I think any of my nurse friends enjoy about our job. This may suprise you about me, because my husband is Mr. Advanced Life Support. He walks, talks, eats, & breathes the stuff. BLECH!
Best of all, this week is nurses week! They had a massage table for the nurses. I got myself a NICE long full body massage! The lady was like "You have ridiculous knots in your back" to which I replied, "Yeah I have 4 kids". I think she about flipped out. So I left there feeling like Gumby. I've never had a massage before in my life. So, I'm thinking this might have to go on my Mothers Day wish list, along with a babysitter so I can go get one :) Ugh, well the nice relaxed mom came home to the horror of all horrors.
If you know me, you know that I am the most paranoid over protective mom in the world. I am a pedi nurse that sees horrible things ALL the time, so I tend to bubble my kids to avoid the things I see at work, yeah yeah you can stop judging me now :) Well, Gabrielle asked if she could take the babies outside to play, I let her because I had to get dinner started. Then I hear blood curdling screams and Gabrielle comes running in! I think OH CRAP which baby took a nose dive from the playhouse?! Apparently two of the neighborhood boys were being little animal sacrificers in my side yard! We live in a new housing development, so we see random rabbits & coyotes, foxes and whatnot. I love it as do my kids, I do think its sad that they have no where to go because of all the houses taking over where they live :( Anyways, its always a big production when my kids see a rabbit in our yard. We watch it until it goes away, we have a little family that frequents our backyard, so so so cute. Well back to my origial horror story.
These two boys (10 & 6ish) were PICKING up these teeny tiny baby rabbits (think the size of a hamster) & slamming them on the ground, sending the girls of my neighborhood screaming and wailing. One girl scooped up a few and ran them home to protect them, good girl! But in the midst of this, the older boy picked up a huge rock and began smashing them down on the rabbits. All thats left is blood, guts, & fur. And my kids witnessed this from my backyard. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Gavin had nightmares about it, he woke up this morning asking me "why?," and "are the bunnies in heaven." Sick. What does that say about parents of kids who murder sweet, cute, helpless rabbits? Apparently a lot. Because they just stood in their front yards and watched me direct other kids away from the crime scene. I'm like your satanic kids just killed animals by my house, and all you can do is stand there like the white trash garbage you are and watch. There is a special place in hell for people like that. Not knowing what to do, I called the Police. Two officers came out. They said they could go down and talk to the parents and kids, but other than that, nothing. No laws were broken. Well, they did say if it had been night time or someones pet, then charges would be filed. Are you kidding? Night time? So if they had decided to murder these rabbits an hour later they would get in trouble. Wrong on so many levels. I hope these boys got in trouble. I hope they learned their lesson. I hope the parents are embarrassed beyond all get out. I will tell you, after school I will stand in my yard and I will tell those boys to stay away from my house. Can someone tell these parents that their kids are out of control?! And if the parents are going to let the kids run a muck and cause neighborhood trauma to do it on the opposite side of the street? Not where me & my kids are affected. I tell you what, those boys better stay away from my house.
The one thing I did take away from the talk with the police officers: "Thats sick, I wonder if the parents know thats how SERIAL KILLERS start out".
You have got to be kidding me!