I cant take much more of it. Raeshawn is driving me freaken crazy. I had to go into the school yesterday to get him since it was snowing. As im walking in, I see a sign posted saying that School pictures are December 6th. Im like, aint that tomorrow? No one told me anything. His teacher has been out sick all week and the subsitute never bothered to hand out the papers. So now im rushing to find 30 bucks because thats the cheapest package that they have! So today I have the parent meeting at liy and bird school, and strait after that I headed to blaine to sit down with the principal to ask him why the hell his school is so disorganized. Like the fundraiser. I know my son won that dvd player. Its been 2 months and nothing yet. And the fact that it got extended a week and none of the parents were notified. OH and raeshawn came home tellin me the sub was stealing all the snacks. I was personally pissed about that because I am one of the parents who donate snacks and water and stuff like that.
So anyways, raeshawn is acting like a monkey, bouncing off the damn walls. His teaacher pulled me to the side today, since she is finally back from being sick, and told me that while academically he is doing excellent, his behavior went from excellent to very poor. That he wont sit still, he is calling out, and he is falling out his seat and being very disruptive. So I told him he cant call or see his uncle until his behavior improves. And while that might seem harsh, its the only thing he cares about. He doesnt care if his tv, movies or toys get taken away. Or if he cant have snack or dessert. He just throws a tantrum and continues to act a fool. So i told him that he cant call or see him, and he went right upstairs to bed. So imma give him until the parent teacher conference to hear that he has improved. If he hasnt, then he cant get the ds his father promised him for christmas.
Forty finally got a job! YAYYYYY! Things might work out after all. Atleast now he is out the house and we arent around eachother 24/7 and he is doing something productive. So thank god for that.
Other than that, im freaken exhausted. Im up at 7, I dont get to bed until after 11 most nights, and im so tired. I was supposed to go to the docs mon today and tomorrow. But since I didnt go monday since it was snowing and i am taking the bus, well i was supposed to get my labwork and my referrals for the ENT and Endocrine so now I cant go to those. This sucks. My scar is healing but it still tingles and if I turn my head to quickly it hurts.
Other than THAT, i dont have much to say today.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Saturday, December 1, 2007
One Less Pounding headache
My head is pounding. It started about 4 hours ago. Around the time my husband came home.
He left yesterday saying he had to chaperone his godsisters party cuz his godmom had to work. I didnt see him again until today around 4:30.
The kids are being their usual selves. Today, we were SUPPOSED to go to the mall and do a family portrait. To give out as christmas cards. But oh no no. Dear husband didnt come home last night. So all day, every 5 fricken minutes, mommy, are we leaving now? Can i get dressed now? Over and over again. I bought lunch at the store. I didnt feel like it. We are out of bread, bologna, and kid cuisine. So my brother in law stopped in, hes like 13 and lives about 10 blocks from our house. So he came over because he was gonna come with us to take the pictures, and oh yeah i completely forgot, today is our sons 2nd birthday. I guess its hard to remember when no one else cares. Were having a party for him tomorrow at my mothers, and mommy is just gonna take us to do the pics before. But forty says he aint coming for the pictures or the party.
So now im at my wits end. I sat upstairs folding the mountain of laundry that had been in my hallway, and I start to think about how often he spends the night out and how much Ive let him get away with. I thought about how much I do around here compared to what he does. I thought about the fact that my husband doesnt even want to go to his sons birthday party.
And im done.
I came downstairs and pulled a chair up next to him and told him. Either things change, this shit stops, or we done. I dont have time for these games. Either we gonna move forward or we gonna stop moving. Aint no 2 steps ahead monday and 5 steps behind wednesday. I dont have time for that anymore. Im getting tired of it. We have been married long enough for him to be over the bullshit. He either isnt ready to be married or doesnt want to be. Either way, he can gets to steppin. I can do this by myself. I practically do it by myself anyways. What difference is it gonna make? One less mouth that IM feeding? One less headache when I dont feel like giving him some good stuff? One less headache when I want to relax and cant because HE needs something. One less person to cater to. One less person to answer to. One less headache all together.
Good riddance.
I asked him how long he needed to get his stuff together and find somewhere to go. His answer was- I dont know. How dont you know? You never know anything. Our whole relationship is based on I dont know because thats your answer to everything. Well guess what? I dont need the drama nor do I care for your crap anymore. Get out, be gone, holla back.
And thats how i feel about it.
He left yesterday saying he had to chaperone his godsisters party cuz his godmom had to work. I didnt see him again until today around 4:30.
The kids are being their usual selves. Today, we were SUPPOSED to go to the mall and do a family portrait. To give out as christmas cards. But oh no no. Dear husband didnt come home last night. So all day, every 5 fricken minutes, mommy, are we leaving now? Can i get dressed now? Over and over again. I bought lunch at the store. I didnt feel like it. We are out of bread, bologna, and kid cuisine. So my brother in law stopped in, hes like 13 and lives about 10 blocks from our house. So he came over because he was gonna come with us to take the pictures, and oh yeah i completely forgot, today is our sons 2nd birthday. I guess its hard to remember when no one else cares. Were having a party for him tomorrow at my mothers, and mommy is just gonna take us to do the pics before. But forty says he aint coming for the pictures or the party.
So now im at my wits end. I sat upstairs folding the mountain of laundry that had been in my hallway, and I start to think about how often he spends the night out and how much Ive let him get away with. I thought about how much I do around here compared to what he does. I thought about the fact that my husband doesnt even want to go to his sons birthday party.
And im done.
I came downstairs and pulled a chair up next to him and told him. Either things change, this shit stops, or we done. I dont have time for these games. Either we gonna move forward or we gonna stop moving. Aint no 2 steps ahead monday and 5 steps behind wednesday. I dont have time for that anymore. Im getting tired of it. We have been married long enough for him to be over the bullshit. He either isnt ready to be married or doesnt want to be. Either way, he can gets to steppin. I can do this by myself. I practically do it by myself anyways. What difference is it gonna make? One less mouth that IM feeding? One less headache when I dont feel like giving him some good stuff? One less headache when I want to relax and cant because HE needs something. One less person to cater to. One less person to answer to. One less headache all together.
Good riddance.
I asked him how long he needed to get his stuff together and find somewhere to go. His answer was- I dont know. How dont you know? You never know anything. Our whole relationship is based on I dont know because thats your answer to everything. Well guess what? I dont need the drama nor do I care for your crap anymore. Get out, be gone, holla back.
And thats how i feel about it.
Friday, November 30, 2007
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Its been a long week
I know I know its been a couple days. But i have been so sick and so exhausted. I just didnt feel like it.
Lets see, I was last on wednesday, i think.
So wednesday was actually an ok day. I went through aNOTHER thing of laundry detergent (im actually washing clothes in dishwashing liquid as we speak because I havent had time to run to the store) and I dont even know what we had for dinner that night. I know it was another long day of crying babies, kids to and from school, ect ect. Nothing really happened, otherwise i shoudl remember it. Well, I should anyway. lol.
Yesterday was ok. When I went to pick the kids up from school, I was informed that we could not have santa and give out toys. That really pissed me off. I made a couple phone calls when I got home, and was told to back down and dont fight it. Well that aint in my nature. So since I wasnt going to the meeting today, Kyle felt the same way I did, so when he was there at the School District, he straitened things out and we are back on for santa. Now, we still cant do toys because of the lead stuff, but we can do books, puzzles and dvds. So thats nice.
I know yesterday we ate 44 fish sticks, 2 talapia fish, 2 bags of broccoli, and 2 bags of lipton rice. We went through 21 diapers, 17 bottles of milk/juice, 7 chicken nuggets, 6 bagels, 5 apples, 2 bowls of cheerios, and watched Carebears 3 times and Shrek 2 7 times. Ahh i just love them having their own dvd player.
Today was horrible so far. The alarm NEVER went off. Raeshawn woke me up at 10!! The babies were still sleeping, and so were all the other kids. He had a half day, there was no point in taking him to school for 2 hours. I had a WIC appointment for the other 4, and that was at 9:15. So THAT had to get rescheduled. I give them bagels for breakfast, and make myself some coffee. By 2 pm I had 5 cups of coffee. I made lunch all the while on the phone with PECO (those bastards sent me a 2000$ bill!) and emailing my council and updating this and that and working on the forum. Then I had to do the dishes. Then I had to do some more laundry. Then I had to get the clothes out the hallway that have been there for almost a week now because I keep telling myself I am gonna get them but instead walk over them and keep it moving.
So now I am back here, on the computer, because I had to im someone. I figured, after dinner and more cleaning and bathes and showers, im gonna be exhausted. Ill attempt to finish off the day later on.
Oh and tomorrow we are all going to walmart to get our christmas pictures done. This should be interesting.
Lets see, I was last on wednesday, i think.
So wednesday was actually an ok day. I went through aNOTHER thing of laundry detergent (im actually washing clothes in dishwashing liquid as we speak because I havent had time to run to the store) and I dont even know what we had for dinner that night. I know it was another long day of crying babies, kids to and from school, ect ect. Nothing really happened, otherwise i shoudl remember it. Well, I should anyway. lol.
Yesterday was ok. When I went to pick the kids up from school, I was informed that we could not have santa and give out toys. That really pissed me off. I made a couple phone calls when I got home, and was told to back down and dont fight it. Well that aint in my nature. So since I wasnt going to the meeting today, Kyle felt the same way I did, so when he was there at the School District, he straitened things out and we are back on for santa. Now, we still cant do toys because of the lead stuff, but we can do books, puzzles and dvds. So thats nice.
I know yesterday we ate 44 fish sticks, 2 talapia fish, 2 bags of broccoli, and 2 bags of lipton rice. We went through 21 diapers, 17 bottles of milk/juice, 7 chicken nuggets, 6 bagels, 5 apples, 2 bowls of cheerios, and watched Carebears 3 times and Shrek 2 7 times. Ahh i just love them having their own dvd player.
Today was horrible so far. The alarm NEVER went off. Raeshawn woke me up at 10!! The babies were still sleeping, and so were all the other kids. He had a half day, there was no point in taking him to school for 2 hours. I had a WIC appointment for the other 4, and that was at 9:15. So THAT had to get rescheduled. I give them bagels for breakfast, and make myself some coffee. By 2 pm I had 5 cups of coffee. I made lunch all the while on the phone with PECO (those bastards sent me a 2000$ bill!) and emailing my council and updating this and that and working on the forum. Then I had to do the dishes. Then I had to do some more laundry. Then I had to get the clothes out the hallway that have been there for almost a week now because I keep telling myself I am gonna get them but instead walk over them and keep it moving.
So now I am back here, on the computer, because I had to im someone. I figured, after dinner and more cleaning and bathes and showers, im gonna be exhausted. Ill attempt to finish off the day later on.
Oh and tomorrow we are all going to walmart to get our christmas pictures done. This should be interesting.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
ring the bells!
Theres nothing more soothing than an iced cold coffee after puking your guts up. But let me start from the beginning.
I was too exhausted yesterday to write, so let me start from there. Its 3:36 am and I see aaliyah run to the bathroom. She couldnt make it to the toilet in time, so she is puking from her mouth and poopin water from her butt. I hear raeshawn go, "Mommy, jaedyns throwin up on the bed" Im like tell him to come here. Then he comes in the bathroom and quietly whispers "i poop on myself" and i can see it dripping down his leg. I start running the tub water. I throw both of them in the tub, which i actually stopped doing not to long ago because i decided she was to old to bathe with them. But at 4 in the morning, I just didnt care. So I get them cleaned up and dried and redressed in clean underwear. I send them to bed, only to be reminded that there was still puke on the bed. So i cleaned that off, threw a couple towels over the wet spot and a blanket over that. Then i went back to the bathroom. It looked like a scene from a horror movie. Puke and shit everywhere. And i mean everywhere. I screamed for him to help me, and when he came in the bathroom, he immediatly started gagging and left. God forbid the man smell some nasty shit. With 5 kids, thats something he better get used to now that they in school. It really pisses me off that they have never been sick until they started school. Now i cant keep them healthy.
So after cleaning it up, which took forever, I finally doze off around 6. I had already decided no one was going to school.
So I gave them dry cereal around 9ish and they all laid in front of the tv and went back to sleep. So did I.
It was such a hard day for me, because now Im sick too. I wasnt so bad yesterday, just exhausted from no sleep and feeling down.
Eventually, everything went back into motion, I gave the kids medicine, and they all felt better.
Now by all I mean the big kids. Because at 3 THIS morning I awoke to a spewing sound. A sound i know all too well these last few days. Maine was projectile vomiting all over his playpen, hisself and my floor. I am so tired of puke. I hate puke. He is standing next to me right now and i see some puke residue on his lip. I can smell it. Yuk. More cleaning, more bathing, more washing.
So I gets up at 730 to get the kids ready for school. I make myself some coffee. I didnt smoke a newty because i felt nausous. (i cant spell). But sure enough as im walking out the door i ran to my kitchen sink and projected shit into the sink i didnt even know i had in my stomach. So the kids were late for school because I spent 20 minutes throwing up the devil.
The first thing i thought was, oh no, im fuckin pregnant. Now, excuse my language for all the readers who mught be offended. But hun, I got 5 kids. Do you understand my emphasis? So the whole way to school, through my whole council meeting, the whole walk home, and the 20 minute session on the toilet, all i thought to myself was, what if im pregnant. It better be the flu. I cant be pregnant again. I cant.
Then i wiped.
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE A PERIOD IN MY LIFE!!!!!!!
TMI, I know. But cmon people. You feel me right???
I am now the happiest person in the world with the flu.
I was too exhausted yesterday to write, so let me start from there. Its 3:36 am and I see aaliyah run to the bathroom. She couldnt make it to the toilet in time, so she is puking from her mouth and poopin water from her butt. I hear raeshawn go, "Mommy, jaedyns throwin up on the bed" Im like tell him to come here. Then he comes in the bathroom and quietly whispers "i poop on myself" and i can see it dripping down his leg. I start running the tub water. I throw both of them in the tub, which i actually stopped doing not to long ago because i decided she was to old to bathe with them. But at 4 in the morning, I just didnt care. So I get them cleaned up and dried and redressed in clean underwear. I send them to bed, only to be reminded that there was still puke on the bed. So i cleaned that off, threw a couple towels over the wet spot and a blanket over that. Then i went back to the bathroom. It looked like a scene from a horror movie. Puke and shit everywhere. And i mean everywhere. I screamed for him to help me, and when he came in the bathroom, he immediatly started gagging and left. God forbid the man smell some nasty shit. With 5 kids, thats something he better get used to now that they in school. It really pisses me off that they have never been sick until they started school. Now i cant keep them healthy.
So after cleaning it up, which took forever, I finally doze off around 6. I had already decided no one was going to school.
So I gave them dry cereal around 9ish and they all laid in front of the tv and went back to sleep. So did I.
It was such a hard day for me, because now Im sick too. I wasnt so bad yesterday, just exhausted from no sleep and feeling down.
Eventually, everything went back into motion, I gave the kids medicine, and they all felt better.
Now by all I mean the big kids. Because at 3 THIS morning I awoke to a spewing sound. A sound i know all too well these last few days. Maine was projectile vomiting all over his playpen, hisself and my floor. I am so tired of puke. I hate puke. He is standing next to me right now and i see some puke residue on his lip. I can smell it. Yuk. More cleaning, more bathing, more washing.
So I gets up at 730 to get the kids ready for school. I make myself some coffee. I didnt smoke a newty because i felt nausous. (i cant spell). But sure enough as im walking out the door i ran to my kitchen sink and projected shit into the sink i didnt even know i had in my stomach. So the kids were late for school because I spent 20 minutes throwing up the devil.
The first thing i thought was, oh no, im fuckin pregnant. Now, excuse my language for all the readers who mught be offended. But hun, I got 5 kids. Do you understand my emphasis? So the whole way to school, through my whole council meeting, the whole walk home, and the 20 minute session on the toilet, all i thought to myself was, what if im pregnant. It better be the flu. I cant be pregnant again. I cant.
Then i wiped.
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE A PERIOD IN MY LIFE!!!!!!!
TMI, I know. But cmon people. You feel me right???
I am now the happiest person in the world with the flu.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
NOW the day has ended...
I just knew the day was too peaceful for it to end with the last post.
So after a few exchanged words over the phone between me and my husband, I started on dinner. Then I catch bird smackin tay in the head with a toy. I explained to him that tay was a baby and you couldnt play rough with him like that. A few minutes later i catch him push tay down. I get a little louder and make him sit on the couch. Not even 5 minutes later i catch him pushing his head and poking him in the eye. That was it. I popped his leg and told him to sit on the couch till dinner was ready or else! I turn around to head back in the kitchen and aaliyah starts screaming and raeshawns going, "ewww" Bird is puking all over my fricken rug. Then he starts to cry, saying he is sorry he didnt mean to throw up on the rug. I assured him that it wasnt his fault and i wasnt mad at him for throwing up. So i threw a towel over that, hung the laudrey up, and proceeded to finish our dinner. I give maine and tay each their own bowl but they proceed to eat from eachothers and then get into a fight. If youve ever seen a 1 year old and 2 year old fight, its hilarious! They cant talk, and they just push eachother, and the funny thing is, tay was winning! Maine knows that tay is a baby, be nice, ect, so he kinda let him roll with it, but then maine got upset and took his bowl and ran. I thought that was funny.
So finally everyone settles down, and i send the stooges to bed, and just leave maine and tay down here with me. I figure, let them run it out so they sleep good tonight. Well maine is sleepy, so he proceeds to try is hardest to push me out of the computer chair. He was not tryna hear it. So i took him to bed.
Now im finishing up my work for the day, tay is at my feet rockin on his butt chewin on a FRESH chicken nugget lol. He loves them nuggets. LOL OMG as i wrote it i decided to look down at him and he is sleeping sitting up rocking! lol his eyes are closed and (oh wait he just picked his nugget back up) he is hilarious. he is still sleeping. aww poor baby. ok let me put him to bed. hes exhausted poor thing.
TODAYS TOTALS:
TIMES I CHANGED SHEETS: 5
LOADS OF LAUNDRY DONE: 3
DIAPERS CHANGED: 21
TIMES SOMEONE PUKED: 3
HAIRS THAT FELL OUT: 100
DVDS WATCHED: 10 (2 OF THEM 3 TIMES APIECE)
CHICKEN NUGGETS MADE: 30
CHICKEN NUGGETS LEFT ON THE FLOOR: 3
DISHES LEFT IN THE SINK: ALL OF THEM
BATHES GIVEN: 3
PEICES OF BREAD: 12
PEICES OF CHEESE: 6
POPTARTS: 6
CUPS OF JUICE: 17
CUSSWORDS MUTTERED UNDER BREATH: 100
So after a few exchanged words over the phone between me and my husband, I started on dinner. Then I catch bird smackin tay in the head with a toy. I explained to him that tay was a baby and you couldnt play rough with him like that. A few minutes later i catch him push tay down. I get a little louder and make him sit on the couch. Not even 5 minutes later i catch him pushing his head and poking him in the eye. That was it. I popped his leg and told him to sit on the couch till dinner was ready or else! I turn around to head back in the kitchen and aaliyah starts screaming and raeshawns going, "ewww" Bird is puking all over my fricken rug. Then he starts to cry, saying he is sorry he didnt mean to throw up on the rug. I assured him that it wasnt his fault and i wasnt mad at him for throwing up. So i threw a towel over that, hung the laudrey up, and proceeded to finish our dinner. I give maine and tay each their own bowl but they proceed to eat from eachothers and then get into a fight. If youve ever seen a 1 year old and 2 year old fight, its hilarious! They cant talk, and they just push eachother, and the funny thing is, tay was winning! Maine knows that tay is a baby, be nice, ect, so he kinda let him roll with it, but then maine got upset and took his bowl and ran. I thought that was funny.
So finally everyone settles down, and i send the stooges to bed, and just leave maine and tay down here with me. I figure, let them run it out so they sleep good tonight. Well maine is sleepy, so he proceeds to try is hardest to push me out of the computer chair. He was not tryna hear it. So i took him to bed.
Now im finishing up my work for the day, tay is at my feet rockin on his butt chewin on a FRESH chicken nugget lol. He loves them nuggets. LOL OMG as i wrote it i decided to look down at him and he is sleeping sitting up rocking! lol his eyes are closed and (oh wait he just picked his nugget back up) he is hilarious. he is still sleeping. aww poor baby. ok let me put him to bed. hes exhausted poor thing.
TODAYS TOTALS:
TIMES I CHANGED SHEETS: 5
LOADS OF LAUNDRY DONE: 3
DIAPERS CHANGED: 21
TIMES SOMEONE PUKED: 3
HAIRS THAT FELL OUT: 100
DVDS WATCHED: 10 (2 OF THEM 3 TIMES APIECE)
CHICKEN NUGGETS MADE: 30
CHICKEN NUGGETS LEFT ON THE FLOOR: 3
DISHES LEFT IN THE SINK: ALL OF THEM
BATHES GIVEN: 3
PEICES OF BREAD: 12
PEICES OF CHEESE: 6
POPTARTS: 6
CUPS OF JUICE: 17
CUSSWORDS MUTTERED UNDER BREATH: 100
It isnt the end of the day yet..
So i had to start my blog all over again because the last one was malfunctioning. OMG i cant even think strait because aaliyah is over there having a fit because i wont put on her sabrina dvd. Tay and maine have been pooping all day long. Maine is finally taking a nap, and tay is at my feet banging toys against a moving box. Bird will not shut up. "I wanna watch cawe bawes mommmeeee" I swear to god. 5, 4, 3, now he shuts up. He knows when i start countin down i mean business. I used to always laugh at people when they counted at their children. I never thought in a million year. Now tay is in the box. OMG. And thats not even what i came on to type. This is all happening as i am typing. Now bird took the toy from tay. If my hair wasnt already falling out from the thryoid removal, id pull it the hell out right now. BRB. Can a one year old eat a day old chicken nugget? Ahh. I know, i know. Everytime i sit down. BRB.
I need a cigarrette. There is nothing more soothing then the menthol filled cancer pouring into my lungs right now. Sadly, I know that I have no business smoking. I have horrendous asthma and they just removed a tumor from my throat. Have I stopped smoking yet? Of course not. I dont think i will be able to survive without them, in this situation. It has been a newport that has saved me from stabbing my husband to death a many of nights. I know that sounds vicious, but lets be real here, if you NEVER thought about killing your spouse once, then you aint in love. Its not an everyday thought, just when we have our explosive arguements about his drinking or spending the night with friends who all cheat on their women. LOL. Oh wow as i read it to myself it sounds much worse than it is. Needless to say, without my trusty newports, i would have had a mental breakdown a long time ago. Something about that first inhale, just calms me down in a way nothing else can. Especially after im done crying. Those ones are the best. But today hasnt been a bad day, just stressfull.
I cant do my count up for the day yet because the day is hardly over, but i guess while i have the kids occupied watching that freaking dvd i might as well get most of it out now. I might not feel like it later.
Today was another poop and puke frenzy. I am sooooo tired of poop and puke. Well, not so much puke today. Just poop that looks like iced tea that smells like garbage. Ive washed tays blankets twice today and maines are on their second load now. Its leaking right out of the diaper! No matter how quickly i get to it, its explosive! I was awoken to a plhplhplhplhl sound from one side of my room, then the same sound from the other. I immediatly made my way to tay, who was covered in it. Cleaned him up changed his diaper and blankets and made my way to maine. Hes also covered in it. Same thing, changed everything. Repeat this about 4 times. Only twice they werent in their playpens, they were in my damn livingroom. Thank god i heard it and immediatly went into a plan of action and in 5 minutes managed to catch the poop before it hit the floor had them cleaned off and in new diapers. Well, look at the brightside i suppose. Im getting much quicker at it. lol.
Lunchtime wasnt so bad today, since raeshawn isnt here yet. He should be walking in the door any minute. Crap tay found another chicken nugget. Where the hell is he getting them from?? BRB. Need to hang up the blankets. BRB.
Other than the fact that my husband came home for a whole 10 minutes and then left again, today has been ok. Well, that and the poop explosion. But hey, the days not over yet is it?
I need a cigarrette. There is nothing more soothing then the menthol filled cancer pouring into my lungs right now. Sadly, I know that I have no business smoking. I have horrendous asthma and they just removed a tumor from my throat. Have I stopped smoking yet? Of course not. I dont think i will be able to survive without them, in this situation. It has been a newport that has saved me from stabbing my husband to death a many of nights. I know that sounds vicious, but lets be real here, if you NEVER thought about killing your spouse once, then you aint in love. Its not an everyday thought, just when we have our explosive arguements about his drinking or spending the night with friends who all cheat on their women. LOL. Oh wow as i read it to myself it sounds much worse than it is. Needless to say, without my trusty newports, i would have had a mental breakdown a long time ago. Something about that first inhale, just calms me down in a way nothing else can. Especially after im done crying. Those ones are the best. But today hasnt been a bad day, just stressfull.
I cant do my count up for the day yet because the day is hardly over, but i guess while i have the kids occupied watching that freaking dvd i might as well get most of it out now. I might not feel like it later.
Today was another poop and puke frenzy. I am sooooo tired of poop and puke. Well, not so much puke today. Just poop that looks like iced tea that smells like garbage. Ive washed tays blankets twice today and maines are on their second load now. Its leaking right out of the diaper! No matter how quickly i get to it, its explosive! I was awoken to a plhplhplhplhl sound from one side of my room, then the same sound from the other. I immediatly made my way to tay, who was covered in it. Cleaned him up changed his diaper and blankets and made my way to maine. Hes also covered in it. Same thing, changed everything. Repeat this about 4 times. Only twice they werent in their playpens, they were in my damn livingroom. Thank god i heard it and immediatly went into a plan of action and in 5 minutes managed to catch the poop before it hit the floor had them cleaned off and in new diapers. Well, look at the brightside i suppose. Im getting much quicker at it. lol.
Lunchtime wasnt so bad today, since raeshawn isnt here yet. He should be walking in the door any minute. Crap tay found another chicken nugget. Where the hell is he getting them from?? BRB. Need to hang up the blankets. BRB.
Other than the fact that my husband came home for a whole 10 minutes and then left again, today has been ok. Well, that and the poop explosion. But hey, the days not over yet is it?
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