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the trenches…

October 21st, 2015

I’ve been back to work…oh…7 months this week.  It’s only been in the 4-6 weeks I’ve consistently NOT lost my mind in the evenings. This was my typical day. 4:30am, wake up, work out, shower. 5:50am, wake Link up & get him dressed & started on cereal 6:10am, get Duke up fed & dressed 6:35/6:40, […]


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I’ve been back to work…oh…7 months this week.  It’s only been in the 4-6 weeks I’ve consistently NOT lost my mind in the evenings.

This was my typical day.

4:30am, wake up, work out, shower.

5:50am, wake Link up & get him dressed & started on cereal

6:10am, get Duke up fed & dressed

6:35/6:40, leave to drop boys off at daycare

7:00, get to work

7:00-4:30, work

5:15, get home & start dinner…with a super crabby baby & a toddler that wants to tell and show you EVERYTHING (mom! Look at this sweet ninja kick!  Mom!  Did you know I have five toes?  Mom!  You almost hit a racoon this morning!  Mom! Fix my train set!)

6:00, eat

6:30, clean up & let Duke take a cat nap

7:30, get Link ready for bed

8:00, feed Duke & put to sleep

8:30, make bottles for the next day, pack food for Duke, track down a clean water bottle for Link, make my lunch, & make Matt’s lunch.

9:00, go to bed to start the day over again.

 

I feel like I’m sort of starting to see the light at the top of the trench of parenting.

I have Duke on a better schedule & although this is how I typically spend after work w/ him (with a lot of whining), I’m able to get him to bed by 6:50/7pm.IMG_5499

Link is also doing much better at staying in his bed at night (thank you quarters for a reward!).  He is usually in bed by 8pm.

 

And now that Duke is eating all table food at school, I no longer need to pack him food.  I know that sound silly, because it doesn’t take THAT much time to pack him things, but it’s just one more thing.

 

I know you’re all “so what’s the point?”

 

THE POINT!  I’m back to having evenings to myself.  I get a whole 1-1.5 hours to myself before bed to unwind.  I’m binge watching Gossip Girl right now.  Anyone else???

 

Now if only I could get rid of bottles.  Making/cleaning bottles are the bane of my existence right now.  I’m not wishing away time, but I am wishing away evening bottle making.  ACK!

 

Just a few pictures of the boys (Link isn’t into his picture taken right now, so I have to sneak it in).

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Carbon Monoxide

May 1st, 2015

This was our house last Wednesday (or technically Thursday) at 2:30am… At 1:30, our smoke alarm/carbon monoxide detectors started going off.  Matt & I went through & reset them.  Only to have them go off again.  Because they are hard wired, removing the batteries was pointless.  In the course of an hour, it kept happening.  […]



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This was our house last Wednesday (or technically Thursday) at 2:30am…

firetruck

At 1:30, our smoke alarm/carbon monoxide detectors started going off.  Matt & I went through & reset them.  Only to have them go off again.  Because they are hard wired, removing the batteries was pointless.  In the course of an hour, it kept happening.  First it would say “fire!  fire!” and then it would say something along the lines “carbon monoxide detected”.  An hour later, after continuing to silence the alarms and in between both Matt & I googling our fire/CO alarms to troubleshoot…we thought “what if it really is carbon monoxide?”.   We then decided to call the non emergency line, which instructed us to call 911.  Totally lame.  “hi…I think it’s a false alarm, but our CO detectors keep going off.  Can you send somebody to please come check it out?”.    Yeah…  We needed to evacuate the house – awesome.

 

Turns out, we had a faulty detector that was triggering the other detectors.  It’s in the trash can & we’ve had no drama since.  I should probably replace it :/

 

This is Link’s recap (it was so random, he just started spouting it off)

Daddy wake me up.  I went outside &  I were crying.  The fire trucks come & saved our house!  The fire truck not scary & the dark not scary.

Right after this, I was bringing him back upstairs to go back to bed.  Matt said “Good night buddy, I love you!”

Link turned around & with pure conviction said “dada!  Don’t wake me up again!”.
Amen brotha!

 

Also…sorry to our neighbors who had the fire trucks lights shining in their bedroom windows.  Have they no courtesy?


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Redemption

March 31st, 2015

I was incredibly sad I didn’t get a photop w/ the boys & santa this year.  I REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted one.  We went to Bass Pro Shop because I heard it was the best & free – Christmas Eve.  Rookie mistake.  Apparently you can’t just show up & wait for an hour.  They have […]


 

I was incredibly sad I didn’t get a photop w/ the boys & santa this year.  I REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted one.  We went to Bass Pro Shop because I heard it was the best & free – Christmas Eve.  Rookie mistake.  Apparently you can’t just show up & wait for an hour.  They have TIME SLOTS.  UGH!  We got there and the first time slot was in like 2 hours.  Lame.  Needless to say, I held back tears as we left w/o my picture.

 

Fortunately, the Easter Bunny was set up right in front of Build-A-Bear this weekend.  I didn’t really even think about it.  However, when Link saw the Easter bunny, he was SOOO excited.  We had to go visit him.  Wouldn’t you know, I had Duke w/ us too.  PERFECT PHOTO OP.  The Easter Bunny will have to replace Santa this year.  Nevermind my child’s stained shirt.  He spilled chocolate milk all over himself about 5 min. before the birthday part.  I have extra undies & pants for him, but not a shirt (mom fail).  Lesson learned.vermind my child’s stained shirt.  He spilled chocolate milk all over himself about 5 min. before the birthday part.  I have extra undies & pants for him, but not a shirt (mom fail).  Lesson learned.

 

Easter 2015

 

This might seriously be my favorite picture of the both of them – creepy bunny & all.


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I’m still cool, right???

March 28th, 2015

I was standing in the plumbing aisle at Lowes yesterday looking for some clear plastic tubing when 3 guys rolled up on me.  I noticed they had a funnel…   Me: are you making a beer bong? Guy 1: yes!  It’s spring break & time to party. Me: fun! (now flashing back to college) Guy […]



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I was standing in the plumbing aisle at Lowes yesterday looking for some clear plastic tubing when 3 guys rolled up on me.  I noticed they had a funnel…

 

Me: are you making a beer bong?

Guy 1: yes!  It’s spring break & time to party.

Me: fun! (now flashing back to college)

Guy 1:  Are you making one too?

Me:  No…I’m making a marble run…for my son…

Guy 2:  Awesome, if he’s old enough, he can come party with us!

Me: *half smile*….  Have fun guys!!   (What I wanted to say….”Bro! I’m making him a marble run”)

 

In my head, I’m still a fun 22 year old beer bonging fun chick.  Reality is I’m now a 32 year old marble run building cool mom (at least working on the cool part).

 

Side note…did anyone else notice my 3 year old got invited to a spring break beer bong party, but I didn’t?  Man, I must have looked old & uncool.


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two and a half

November 5th, 2014

Although two and a half is proving to have its moments, I’m totally falling in love with Link all over again.  The kid cracks me up, even through both of our tears.   He’s been struggling with staying in his room at night after we put him down (and waking up at the butt crack […]



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Although two and a half is proving to have its moments, I’m totally falling in love with Link all over again.  The kid cracks me up, even through both of our tears.

 

He’s been struggling with staying in his room at night after we put him down (and waking up at the butt crack of dawn, but that’s a different issue).  Wednesday PM’s is my night to call my BFF Susan.  A few weeks ago, I was on the phone w/ her when he got out of bed, so I put him back into bed and he said “mama, I need to hug your muscles”.  I thought it was odd, but he grabbed my right arm, hugged it w/ his arms & rested his head on my chest & then did the same w/ my left.  10 min. later he was out of his room again, so I brought him back to bed, covered him up & he said (CLEAR AS DAY!) “mama, I need to snuggle your nipples” and then proceeded to hug each boob.  He now can not just give me a hug, he needs to “snuggle my nipples”.  *sighs*.  I sure hope he doesn’t ask the daycare teachers this request before naptime.  :/

 

I know every mom says this, but I wish I kept better track of things he says & the conversations we have.  They are fabulous.  I couldn’t wait for Link to start talking & I have not been disappointed.

 

While drawing on his board Saturday, he turns & around & says to me: “No coloring on the floor!  My daddy ask me!”

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His comprehension is slowly getting there.  Because Link is 2.5, he struggles with reasoning.  We’ve been giving him good choices & bad choices, and he can pick his destiny.  It seems when he makes a bad choice, he sends himself into a never ending spiral down the drain.  Matt has instated the “thinking chair”.  I.E. he sits on the oversized chair in the living room until he “gets his mind right” (as I put it).

 

Last night we were facetiming Grandma, and when asked to say goodbye, Link said no.  Matt ended the call.  That set Link out of control, because he apparently DID want to say goodbye (even though when asked 3 times prior, he said no).  The kid couldn’t recover, so off to the thinking chair he went.  I think he spent 5 minutes in there raging before he was rational again.  We talked about why he was there, said our peace, hugged it out & went on our way.  5 min. later at the train table he says to me “I made bad choice & had to sit in the thinking chair until I got my mind right”.  I couldn’t help but smile.  Smile because he’s comprehending him & smile because it was so cute/funny to hear him talk about getting his mind right.

 

I seriously love this boy.


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numbers

October 17th, 2014

Lets talk numbers.  Numbers on the scale & numbers around my chest.   It’s no shocker the numbers on the scale are escalating at a rapid rate.  I gained 60lbs with Link.  That was with a lot of daily exercise & eating fairly well.  This time around, I’m not exercising as much or as hard […]



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Lets talk numbers.  Numbers on the scale & numbers around my chest.

 

It’s no shocker the numbers on the scale are escalating at a rapid rate.  I gained 60lbs with Link.  That was with a lot of daily exercise & eating fairly well.  This time around, I’m not exercising as much or as hard and not eating as spectacular.  I’d love for the scale to not rapidly increase, but I feel like it’s in my destiny.  Even the month I tried extremely hard, I still gained 5lbs (which my dr. congratulated me on, apparently I gained 14lbs the previous month – win?).

 

I think of the weight I’ve gained so far, 30 of it has been in my boobs.  Holy smokes my boobs.  In August, I bought bigger bras, with room to grow.  I was busting out of them by end of September.  Last Saturday, I found the time to hit up Kohls and buy some bigger & less expensive ones.  Sunday AM I put one on, and it didn’t fit, how does that happen?  COME ON!  I did return them and found a better fitting bra…it’s only a 40DD (started at 34B/C).   I still have 2 months to go friends…TWO MONTHS!!

 

I miss my old bras.  I miss my old boobs.  I miss my old pants.  Please come back, please!?!?!?!


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Lake house vacation part 1

July 22nd, 2014

This past weekend Link & I went to my parents lake house.  I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a month – there was a parade involved & I figured he’d love it.  Not to mention he’s been talking non stop all summer about boating & swimming w/ the fishies.   Our trip didn’t […]



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This past weekend Link & I went to my parents lake house.  I’ve been looking forward to this weekend for a month – there was a parade involved & I figured he’d love it.  Not to mention he’s been talking non stop all summer about boating & swimming w/ the fishies.

 

Our trip didn’t start off on the right foot.  By the time we go to the airport at 8am, I knew it was going to be a long day of battling Link’s strong will.  We made it through security just fine and were headed to our gate & grab some food.  Once we got near our gate, I noticed there was no one in line at the counter so I figured now was my chance to gate check the stroller & not have to worry about it later.  While I did that, Link wandered over to the window to look at planes.  I told him it was time to leave, we were going to grab breakfast, & I assured him we’d eat in front of the window in the restaurant so he could still see planes.  He started to panic.  I told him we could look at planes out this window for another 2 min. and then I was going to need him to make a good decision and walk with me to breakfast , where we could still see planes, or I was going to have to carry him, which he was not going to like.

 

Shocker, he opted for option 2 – and FREAKED OUT.  I carried him, kicking, screaming “I want planes!” & crying, to the bakery where I ordered our food (we got dirty looks from everyone).  At first, I tried to explain that we could sit next to the window (I even showed him) where we could not only see parked planes, but planes taking off & landing.  It didn’t help.  His panic & rage got worse.  I ignored him and could only focus on all the looks I was getting and how incredibly slow the guy making bagels was taking.  Dude…I no longer care if it’s toasted.  You don’t even need to put the cream cheese on, I’ll eat it plain – JUST GIVE ME MY BAGEL SO I CAN GO HIDE!  Also, by this time, I’m sweating through my shirt – no joke.  Sweat from trying not to drop my unruly 2 year old.  Sweat from rage.  Sweat from embarrassment.

 

We found a seat next to the window and I watched two separate couples get up & leave mid meal.  Mind you, my kid is still raging.  At this point, I’m calling Matt, and also crying.  I know he can’t help me, but maybe he can talk me off the ledge.  He reassured me that even though it feels like this has been going on for 60 years, it’s only going to last a few more minutes & I just need to force food in his mouth & hang on.  Link finally settled down.  He also ate ¾ of my bagel and ¾ of his muffin.  Looking back, he exuding one of his fathers traits – extremely irrational & angry when hungry.  I should have seen the signs & known better.

 

Just as I was thinking about how much of a jerk he was being, he wiped my cheek and said “mommy, you sad?” and gave me the most pathetic look ever.  Ugh…this boy.
Thankfully, the flight went pretty good, although he was restless.  I should have bought the lady sitting in front of us a drink for all the times Link kicked her seat.

At last, we landed, found our luggage and rented our car.  The man at Avis must have seen my pit stains & was kind enough to pull the car up for us.  I loaded Link up and started to drive to the nearest McDonalds to grab a quick lunch.  However, this happened before we even got out of the rental car parking garage.

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Link slept the entire 1 hour & 45 min. drive to the lake.  It was exactly what I needed to get my mind right.


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New House

June 9th, 2014

Yeah, so, we’ve been in our new house for over a month now.  It’s bittersweet & I’m having a slight harder time adjusting than I thought.   Moving out of the old house officially closed the “I don’t need no man to pay my bills” chapter of my life.  Although I still don’t need no […]



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Yeah, so, we’ve been in our new house for over a month now.  It’s bittersweet & I’m having a slight harder time adjusting than I thought.

 

Moving out of the old house officially closed the “I don’t need no man to pay my bills” chapter of my life.  Although I still don’t need no man to pay my bills I’m thrilled to have that man in my life & to have bought a house, that is in every sense, ours.  I’ve even let him have a room for his prized books.

 

As much as living in a cul-de-sac full of kids & life is amazing, along with all the extra space of our new house – I miss the cozy of our old.  You know, nothing says “hey, I’m home” like hearing every noise from everything in the house from any corner of the house.  Or being able to see what’s going on with anyone/thing at any moment from any spot in the house.

 

Not to say where we lived before wasn’t “suburban”, but it really was more city living.  I’m not really sure what I was thinking or if I was in denial, but our new house is the definition of suburbia.  It’s fantastic, but depresses me on a certain level & I’m not sure why.  We’ve only been there for a month, and there feels like so much of a community, it’s awesome.  Everyone is welcoming, there are kids Link’s age everywhere – but you know, all the moms stay home (except me – ‘cuz I don’t need no man to pay my bills…duh!) and they all have mini-vans (lucky ladies…).  So what’s the problem you might ask?  I’M NOT SURE.  In a weird way, I feel like I’m counting down the days until Link starts college so Matt & I can move into a high rise in the sky, downtown, in the middle of the action.

 

Until then, I’m going to enjoy this part of my life.  I’m going to enjoy having moms in the neighborhood with similar interests, well actually, I’m going to enjoy having moms in the neighborhood in general (sorry grandma’s in our hold ‘hood), I’m going to love watching Link ride his bike through the neighborhood without worrying about him getting hit by a car, I’m going to enjoy a much shorter commute to work, I’m going to love finding new places to eat, shop, & spa on our new side of town, and finally, I’m going to love watching Matt’s palms get sweaty & him twitch because I think we’re one step closer to my dream – a minivan.


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talking

May 19th, 2014

Link is talking up a storm, and it’s just as awesome as I’d hoped.  He’s hysterical.  Link mostly talks to you about golf & cars.   Conversations with him are getting better, but not quite there & the subject matter could use some work. Example 1: Last night while Matt was putting him to bed […]



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Link is talking up a storm, and it’s just as awesome as I’d hoped.  He’s hysterical.  Link mostly talks to you about golf & cars.

 

Conversations with him are getting better, but not quite there & the subject matter could use some work.
Example 1:
Last night while Matt was putting him to bed he let out a giant man fart.

after a few giggles Matt says: “Link!  What do you say?” (we’re working hard on the importance of manners)

L: “Thank you dada”

M: *giggles* “no bud, you say excuse me”

L: “Oh!  ‘cuse me dada!”

 

Example 2:

I walk into his room to get him up from a nap

L: “mama, I poo-poo”

Me: “Great!  Is it sinky?”

L: “No..it small poo-poo”

M: “awesome, I like small ones”

L: *giggles* “no mama, it big poo-poo”

*sighs*

 

boys!!!

 

I should start working on having conversations with him about pedicure colors and sewing.

 


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Apartment Life

February 24th, 2014

We have been in our apartment for three weeks now & are officially settled in.   It was an easier transition than we anticipated, except for Lucy B.  She’s is quickly making it known that the city life is not for her.  She much prefers the quiet life of suburbia where she can lay in the […]



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We have been in our apartment for three weeks now & are officially settled in.   It was an easier transition than we anticipated, except for Lucy B.  She’s is quickly making it known that the city life is not for her.  She much prefers the quiet life of suburbia where she can lay in the backyard at her will.

 

The apartment has many plus’, like a second bathroom.  Who knew that would be such a luxury?  We also opted for the “updated” unit that includes a washer & dryer.  With the “updated” unit we have hardwood floors (fake) and granite counter tops.  The finishes are, honestly, nicer than our house.  Right outside are door is a park, which we have used every weekend so far.

 

I feel like Matt & I have come full circle to a point…or maybe we’re back in the middle of a figure eight (which means we might be in this place again…right?).  When we first started dating, we spent a lot of time eating take out pizza on the floor of his very bare apartment watching the summer 2008 Olympics.   Currently, we have been eating a lot of take out, at the table of our barely furnished apartment watching the winter Olympics….with a 2 year old running amok screaming “ICE HOCKEY!” and a dog pacing the apartment because she’s out of sorts.

 

Life is good.