Today I taught baby how to roll the ball back and forth. I was playing with my little daycare boy and got baby in on the game. He stays entertained with it for a few times before he’s off and crawling to the next toy. But it’s darn cute to watch him push the ball with his little arms.
a day to whine
Today I’m going to whine. It’s my blog so I get to decide. You get to decide if you want to read it or not. mmmmmmkay 
Now that we’ve got that straight let me start off by saying I’m in a piss poor mood. This post probably won’t be that exciting of a read for you but maybe it’ll help my mood for today by just typing away. Sometimes when I’m extremely upset or sad or whatever I’ll write an entire e-mail, read it a few times and then hit delete. It’s weird how that works sometimes. Other times I’ll try that and a few minutes later I’ll be back writing it again because I’ve decided writing it wasn’t good enough, I must send it. That’s usually bad. Trust me.
Is money the root of all evil? Yep. But that’s my opinion. I’m currently looking for a night time job. I get sick of JUST making it. And I get sick of everybody telling me I’m no fun. Well you know what my dears… I’m in control of the checkbook and I know what’s in it so I know how we’re doing. It’s not that I don’t want to have fun… it’s just that we can’t afford it. Seriously, don’t you think that after being IN the house ALL day with all these kids I’m not ready to run out the door and not look back for a while. People with other jobs have much more freedom than me. If I wanted to go somewhere during the day I’d have to pack up 5 kids and myself and then figure out how to keep them together and under control while we were wherever it is we wanted to go. And at night I try to put my house back together so I’m ready with bottles for baby and the kids the next day and laundry so you all have clothes to leave the house. Wow is everybody thinking I’m the biggest bitch ever right now? I’m not even sure a night time job is going to be good for me. I thought this staying at home thing would mean a little more time with baby but because he’s home, he’s good and I spend my day worrying about everybody else. Potty training and snacks and disciplining and cuddling everybody before nap time and all that fun stuff. Trust me I spend lots of time cuddling baby during the day too, but it’s not what I expected. So then I get a night time job and then I miss out on more time. Isn’t life just one big vicious circle? And seriously all that I just typed started out ALL about money. I’m not a greedy person but aren’t we all entitled to whine a little bit about something we want. Especially when sometimes we’re whining about something we SHOULD already have. I won’t go into that, there’s already enough hard feelings I think. Enough about the money issue.
The daycare thing is going okay. I’m quite irritated today with a parent but at least I won’t be dealing with her anymore. It’s her last day. She asked me quite a few months back if I’d watch her little girl. I said I would and kept a spot for her. Which doesn’t happen right now. There’s so many people needing daycare that we can’t be holding spots for months at a time when others could have been making good use of that spot. So anyway…. the little girl was supposed to start coming here today, switched from her other daycare because A. the lady is pregnant and will soon have a baby and then is quitting B. the lady is sleeping during the day and not watching the kids C. the little girl fell off a glass coffee table taking the glass with her and falling into the middle of it because she wasn’t watching the kids again and D. the lady won’t buy any toys so there are like 3 toys for the kids to play with. Those are the reasons the parent told me anyway. So she’s here today and the Mom informed me she’s going to take her to a daycare center because then she can go to daycare and preschool at the same place. Well that’s all fine and dandy but don’t wait until the last minute to tell me that. I BELIEVE she waited until the last minute because she needed somewhere for her kid to go when the other lady couldn’t watch her (such as TODAY! And numerous other days this month.) and her other daycare wasn’t ready to take her. Anyway…. inconsiderate asses piss me off SO bad!! Don’t screw me over, I tend to get a little bitchy.
As for getting paid after that whole issue – it’s better this week. Hopefully it continues because like I’ve said before, I like the kids I have right now. The little girl that’s leaving I’m not going to miss. She’s a hitter and it’s so frustrating. And the tantrums…. yeah I won’t even go there.
WARNING TO FAMILY…. THE NEXT PART OF THIS POST IS ABOUT BOOBS…. MY BOOBS….. YOU MAY WANT TO QUIT READING HERE
Just thought I’d warn you all, I’m pretty sure my brother would have been like WTF!? I don’t want to read about that! haha
I’m having a SUPER hard time after quitting breastfeeding. I can’t believe what is does to your boobs. It’s just not fair. Come on now I did the work to be pregnant, that destroys the body…. then I do the work to breastfeed and that destroys the boobs. I guess I’m just not accepting my body right now. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve said a million times how excited I was to breastfeed baby and wouldn’t trade that opportunity/bonding experience for anything…. okay well maybe I’d trade it for a new set of boobs right now…. OKAY I’m kidding! Geesh! I wouldn’t even trade for that. What I think is there should be something in insurance to repair the body after birth That’s a dang good idea right…. a little policy to say… get some new boobies… rid ourselves of some stretch marks… a nice little workout program to help tighten those abs again… daycare expenses to get all this done. That’s a good idea right?! Yeah yeah, it sucks. That’s why I need that night job. Did anybody else have a hard time accepting their body afterwards? I’m also way smaller than before! Yeah as if the above wasn’t enough… then they have to shrink too!! Come on already!!! Help a girl out. I’m so dang flat chested. I can’t even wear all those fun girly tops because I have NOTHING to put in them 
SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS.
Okay it’s taken me all morning to write this because I have too much going on to be here typing. So I’ll say Ciao for now. HUGS TO ALL!
top tooth
Baby is getting his first tooth on his TOP GOOMS today! I had to write that word that way just so you all know how to say it. lol That’ll be 3 teeth for the little guy.
Jeans
I have a confession. I’m a jean buying whore. At one time I owned approximately 3 dozen pair of jeans. I have no idea how many I own now, it’s FAR less. The problem is… I only own 2 pair of jeans that fit me pretty good and they only fit me good for 1 day after washing and drying them. Buying jeans is like buying bras, I find it next to impossible. My favorite brand is Silver Jeans, they fit me the best usually and I like buying my jeans in waist/inseam sizing instead of just standard sizes. I know I’m needing a different size but there are no stores around here to shop in. We have 2 stores in this town that carry jeans, neither of which have jeans that A. fit me or B. I like. What’s a girl to do? Shop eBay! At least that way I can buy used and if they don’t fit I can resell them and hopefully get my money back. My absolute favorite pair of jeans ever are my Silver “Tuesday” Jeans. I could wear them everyday and never get sick of them. I like them so much that I have a hard time giving any other brand/style a try. So tell me what kind of jeans you like – maybe it’ll give me some ideas of something else to try.
Kid news… Both boys are getting better. The medicine definitely helped. My oldest is back to school finally. He’s probably pretty excited about that. He can see his friends and not be drug around by the daycare kids all day long. Baby still has a little cough, usually worst in the morning, and a yucky nose but he’s getting there. How I didn’t catch this cough and yuck is beyond me! Sure have been lucky.
~HUGS TO ALL~
