Update...And Then Some

Okay, so there goes my plan for keeping up with this blog on a regular basis!! But, here's a quick recap. I went back to work at the end of February, and I have been picking up extra shifts every week since I have become the Sugar Momma of the house. That's right...the Hubs is now officially Super-Dad. He stays at home with all 3 kids, and still cooks every single meal. I don't even know if I would know how to work a stove at this point. Seriously.

Baby Girl is completely potty trained now. Literally, like 2 weeks after I wrote the post about her never being potty-trained, she just was. Just like that. Although, she did have an accident about a week ago. She was so upset, and asked the Hubs if he was going to make her wear a diaper now. As she's bawling and asking daddy if he was still happy with her. Yes, heart is breaking just writing about her pain. Poor Baby Girl, I just love her to pieces.

Punkin-head was registered for Kindergarten last week. My teeny, tiny little man is going to school in August, and I am left wondering where the time went. I know everyone says to enjoy every moment because time flies by so fast, but DANG!! Seriously??!! He's old enough to go to school?? I don't get it.

And last, but definitely not least, there's Punkin. Although, I have officially started to call him Booger Bear. I don't know why, it just happened. He will be 4 months old next week, and he is almost 16 pounds. He is a rolly-polly ball of cuteness. I can't stop giving him kisses, and I basically hold him the whole time he's awake. And also when he's sleeping. Which may explain why he has no motivation to acquire any motor skills, such as rolling over. Oh well, he'll be able to crawl and walk away soon enough, in the meantime, I'm going to hold him.

And that's life. I plan on writing more about the insanely ridiculous things my children say on a regular basis, since most of our days are very similar to each other. It's like Groundhog's Day with diapers. And bottles. 

All Grown Up

From the time my babies were created, they have relied on me to protect, nurture and take care of them. And after they joined the world, they have expected help from several different people in order to accomplish different things. With each new thing that they can do alone, I get excited and a little bit sad. Excited because my little baby is becoming more independent and so much more grown-up. Sad because that is one more thing my teeny, tiny little person does not need my help with. Punkin-head and Baby Girl have both told me, "No, mommy, I can do it by myself." And in my head, I think, "Yay!! One less thing I need to worry about right now. Wait. Wait just a second. Stop growing up and needing me less."

And so, with all of this self-sufficiency, I have found myself holding onto so much more with my little babies. Which brings me to the dentist appointment last week. The dental tech came out to the waiting room and said my son's name. I stood up and walked over to her with him and she told me, "Oh, he gets to go back all by himself since he's over the age of 3." I'm sorry...WHAT?? He goes back all by himself and has his very own dental appointment...BY HIMSELF?? I said, "Really?? I can't go back with him??" She told me, "Don't worry. He'll be just fine." Well, great. I know he'll be fine, but I'm not. My little man walked back there and as I watched the door close behind him, I seriously started to cry a little. I have been there for him for everything, and now he's big enough to go by himself.

Thankfully, Baby Girl got called back to her appointment at the same time, and I went back with her. I held her in my lap as the tech cleaned her teeth and the dentist examined her cute little smile. Then Punkin-head came walking around the corner with a big grin on his face and a bag of dental goodies for being such a good patient. He was so proud of himself for being such a big kid. And I was proud that he was able to be so good all by himself. I told him I was so happy that he did so well, and he was such a big boy now. Then the dentist said, "We'll see you back in 6 months. And next time, she'll be able to go back by herself too." Oh, well, isn't that just peachy??

Finally Have the Internet Back

When I didn't have access to the internet on my home computer, I seriously thought I was going to die. Because, let's be honest, my cell phone internet access is really less than ideal. But other than checking in on Facebook once in a while, I truly didn't miss it at all. Oh yeah, and a couple of my bills may be a couple of days late because the only good part about the internet is online bill pay. But really, I only use the internet to check Facebook, pay bills, and check my email once a month. And then I started having so many amazing things that I wanted to put on my blog, but I didn't have access to it. So here are some seriously random thoughts that I have been thinking lately:

1. Not really a random thought, but Punkin-head turned 4 last week. It was heartbreaking to think of my little boy AS A LITTLE BOY and not a toddler anymore. In a couple of months, he'll be going to school. WHAT??!! That makes me even more sad, but although I truly love him to pieces, I truly need a break from his tantrums lately. They are epic. (But nothing is really as bad as Baby Girl right now. I think I may need to call a priest for her and bathe her in holy water soon.)

2. I do NOT understand how people can complain about the lack of funds that they have, and yet spend, spend, spend. Just because something is on sale, doesn't mean you need to buy it. The Hubs and I are comfortable with our finances right now, but the only things I spend money on are bills, food, and gifts for other people. What happened to saving money?? And if someone has enough money for luxuries, then they shouldn't have the luxury of complaining about how they don't have enough money.

3. Yes, I am pregnant. Yes, I've been pregnant before. That is where the similarities end. I have never had this extreme exhaustion with my other pregnancies. I have never had morning sickness or all day nausea before. I've never been this irritable and cranky with my other pregnancies. So I wish people would stop saying stupid crap like, "Gee, aren't you used to this by now?? " "Welcome to pregnancy!! HAHAHAHA!!" No, I don't feel welcome and I'm not used to it. And for the record, I'm glad it's us having a 3rd baby and not you, too. Yeah, our lives are going to be loony tunes for a while, but that doesn't invite stupid comments. Done and done.

And so, next time I actually have a story to tell, I have the ability to tell it. It may not be a good story, but I promise it won't be so random. Or, maybe it will. But nobody is making you read it.

New!! But Definitely NOT Improved...

Well folks. I finally did it. I started my own blog. It's probably going to suck a little at first, but I'll figure things out and make it better as time goes on. My good friend Diana got me thinking about starting one about a year ago, but my life was too chaotic to contemplate adding anything else into the mixture.
This blog will be semi-private, which means names will be changed, and I won't have any pictures of my babies on here. But if you know me in real life, you'll figure it out...I hope. I'll start out by introducing myself. I'm married to a wonderful, and ever so understanding, man who is currently over in Afghanistan until August. We'll call him Hubs. He has been over there for about 3 years, and I miss him more than most people could ever understand. I have a little boy (Punkin-Head) who is 3 going on 20, and a beautiful baby girl (yep, Baby Girl) that just turned 2. I graduated nursing school last June, and just started work as a Labor and Delivery nurse in January.
For the most part, I'll probably write about my day-to-day dilemmas, and overly dramatic views on my single mom-dom. There you have it. Like it or leave it. *And I really do mean that...like it, or leave it.* I'm (hopefully) here to stay, because some things are just too long to post on Facebook. Hope to see you again!!