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To:	littlemissblogspot@yahoo.com
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From:	littlemissblogspot@yahoo.com

Hmmm...

I had a good post.
I looked forward to blogging
once my munchkins went to bed.
Then...my mind went blank.

BLANK! nuthin' here.

nada.

where'd she go?!
where'd who go?!

*where the hell did I get that from?

On Becoming a Mother

"...my point is that I haven’t been the mother I always wanted to be. I’ve been overwhelmed by my emotions through these early years. I’ve often felt like I was treading water, biding my time until the waters weren’t as rough so I could finally swim towards shore where I could touch bottom and catch my breath. This week, I’ve begun to notice a change in the current. The water hasn’t been as choppy–or perhaps, I’ve finally built up the endurance to handle it."

-Sleeping Mommy

I can soo relate to this quote! (sleeping mommy, I love you!) Since returning home from our summer vacation, I have been working incredibly hard at becoming the mom I "want to be"-- TRYING to have family dinners together, TRYING not to lose my patience every 5 minutes, TRYING to embrace my children's silly behaviors and LAUGH more often...
I'm sure my children getting older has provided new freedoms, but at the same time, I also feel like I'm better at what I do because I've had years of practice. I truly feel I can handle my CREW with a certain degree of confidence, and you know what? I'm really proud of my little family.

Remind me of this post on days I feel I'm losing it, OK?

On the other hand, who can blame me if I drop the ball completely?? I mean, c'mon, I had a CRASH COURSE in becoming a mother!! 3 kids in under 3 years--wth were we thinking?! Other (sane) moms out there give themselves time to adjust to motherhood-- space them out a bit to ease into their new job but NO, NOT US!--those of us who didn't think that far into the future ended up with a litter
(insert: paid advertisement for birth control!- you're welcome)

p.s. did anyone notice NOT US can be rearranged: NUTSO?!
hmmph. I'm sure there's a reason for that.

The Dads in My Life...

In typical Little Miss fashion, I developed cellulitis in my right knee late Saturday night, and by Sunday morning it was INCREDIBLY painful to walk...even sitting still hurt. I had no idea what was going on, just that it was getting worse every hour. So off to Urgent Care I went...

Um...sorry, honey, I need you to load up all the kids in their pajamas and drop me off at the doctor because I'm broken. Oh- and happy father's day.

An hour and a half later, one antibiotic shot in my left hip (I swear it was yellow gel that she was shoving through that needle and now I walk with a limp on BOTH sides), one bout of nausea and vomiting, one set of crutches, one script of painkillers and one more for antibiotics...I return home to my king size baby blue and chocolate bed.
(sorry had to throw that in there)

In the meantime I leave a frantic message on my dad's voicemail (aka Willy, D.O.) that I am dying...
Oh- and happy father's day.

He called back giving me advice and validating my pain (which is ALWAYS a safe way to handle me when I'm stressed) and promising that it will be OK (another safe way to handle me when I'm fragile).

The dads in my life GET ME. I'm not sure that other people get me the way they do. N8 understands my issues almost as well as my dad does...which makes me love them both
SO VERY MUCH.

comfort, advice, validation, unconditional love, calling me out when I need it, encouraging me to go on when I feel hopeless, throwing in their sense of humor to make me laugh, and trying to keep me sane--whatever it takes, my dad and husband are there for me. thank you.

Happy Father's Day!

p.s. just so you all know how wonderful my husband is...
he insisted on doing everything for me today, including walking Damn Dog. I apologized again, and he said, "don't worry about it. It's Father's Day-- a day for fathers to give back." Sigh...I love that man.

Growing Pains

Sweetie (the 5 year old) told us the other night, "no mom, you have to start it. it's not equipped with Disney DVD fast play". Nate and I just looked at each other--HUH?!

AND the following day, she lost a tooth! I swear this was the most bizarre "OMG I'm a mother" experience yet. You would think my daughter was going through puberty or something, the way it hit me like a ton of bricks! She already has another loose tooth right next to the one she lost! I just hope the tooth fairy can keep up!!

Bellsouth SUCKS old and shriveled dirty, sweaty balls!

I am not kidding. Sorry but they are money whores. I didn't realize that a past due balance of $7.56 would get my service disconnected (and that I couldn't simply add it to my bill that's due on March 1st). Now I get to pay a $3.95 service fee and a $20 reconnection fee, plus my OUTSTANDING unpaid past due balance of a whopping $7.56!

Bellsouth, I hope you burn in hell one day for all the misery you cause your customers.

I HAD NO CHOICE!!

I logged onto blogger this morning, and a page popped up that said, Welcome to the New Blogger. Enter your password to continue to your dashboard. There was no way around it--I could not believe that I was being FORCED to make the switch!

Has this happened to any body else??

And why does it now show Sleeping Mommy, Loralee and Sober Briquette as anonymous commenters? I don't get it. And why are my picture icons not with their comments? Again, I don't get it.

I am not happy. NOT happy at all.

**update
does this mean you have to have a google account to comment now? Doesn't Loralee have the new version of blogger? Again, I just don't get it!!