{ A Mother's Day Meltdown. }

Okay, I'm just going to say it.....

i am not a real big fan of Mothers Day. in fact, for me it's just another day of the week.

i still cook, clean, and pick up after my kids just like i do 365 days a  year.

but today's is mothers day, maybe today will be different... NOPE.

this morning i was yelled at by one of my teenagers. i know, i know, he's a teenager. it's comes with the territory.

but, then as i was driving the kids to church, i said out loud, after more yelled words from the one of my teenagers, how I hate this stupid holiday and that it's no different then any other day of the week for me.

then i quickly slide on my huge "celebrity style" sunglasses so my kids couldn't see the tears streaming down my cheeks.

was i acting like a child and having a pity party?

yes.

i.

was.

i guess, i was expecting more from my day. and i'm blaming the outburst on my hormones.

because i can...

i'm skipping church today to stay home with one of my kiddos. he's caught some dang cold bug and is coughing up his right lung.

i think i was home last year with another sick kiddo.

it's all very groundhog day to me.

i did manage to spent a few minutes online and i have to ask,

are all your Mothers Days as perfect as your instagram/facebook posts seem to be?

i hope they are, and part of me is completely jealous of the fact that MANY of you get breakfast in bed.

the closest i've ever come to breakfast in bed is, when we stay in a hotel and we walk down stairs for the free complimentary breakfast.

i will spend my "holiday" doing the following things.

 Dirty dishes in the sink

no, i won't be cleaning my boys bedroom but it just makes me frustrated seeing all this mess. 

ALL THE TIME.

loads of laundry, lots from having 7 people in our house and lots from the boys camp-out. 

does anyone notice the cooler in the background? 

apparently we now store the cooler in the laundry room. 

don't get me wrong, i think it's great to have a day to celebrate all things Mother and

i do love being a mother to my kids.

i fiercely love all 5 of them

and i have found being a mother one of the hardest, & most rewarding jobs i've ever had. 

do i feel rewarded everyday? nope.

but every once in a while one of more of my kids will remind me that i'm doing a pretty good job, most days.

being a mother has made me more grateful for my own Mother. she has done so much for me and still does. i want her to know that i love her very much.

i also love my Mother-in-Law because without her i wouldn't have my amazing husband and frankly she had a pretty big hand in how he turned out. 

and i like him alot. :)

i ran across this photo yesterday while purging our "shop". this is 1 of maybe 2 pictures that i can think of that's just of my mom, my sister and me. it just made me stop and think about all the women in my life.

so, i'm going to buck up & slap a huge smile on my face and enjoy my "day". i mean the day's not over yet. it has to get better, right?!!

 my hat is off to all you amazing mothers out there, i can only hope to aspire to be more like each and everyone of you more each day. 

photo via web

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{ The Tale Of Two Couches}

So here are the VISIBLE reasons why we sent back our new couches to get a full refund. This is after only 5 days and we were soooooo dang careful with these. No toys, food, pencils, NOTHING only socks and blankets. The upholstery fabric isn't even a snaggy type of material.

These are made by ASHELY who we will never buy from again, and they are from the ELLISON AMBER line. We have a recliner (also Ashley) which you see in the above picture, the rocker/glider mechanism only lasted 1 year before pooping out. I should have known better then to buy more Ashley but thought the couches would be different. Maybe this has only happened to our Ashley furniture, because we are lucky like that.

But I just thought I would give any of you looking at this furniture line the FYI.

And there they go...... Kinda sad huh? I really did love these couches.

Ps. My Portland trip went GREAT, I had such a fun time with my Mom, I'm so glad she was able to go with me. It's been over 12 years since we've had a girl day together! So shopping at IKEA (both our first time) was a blast! Now the next time I go I need a bigger budget, more time and a trailer. That's not so much to ask for is it? ;)

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We've Got The ICK!

So the nasty cold bug has made it's way to our house yet again. Seeing that it already did it's job a while back on the top 3 kids, it figured it was time to take up residence in Corbin and Addison. They both sound terrible, I say this because I'm pretty sure they are both going to cough up a lung anytime now, and the crappy thing is there's really not much I can do for Addison but hold her and wipe her nose and give both her and Corbin breathing treatments. I'm pretty sure that Addison has Spidey Sense because she only cries if I start doing dishes, make food, do laundry or basically whenever I try and do ANYTHING. Maybe she's crying because she feels sorry for me and all that I have to do. Yeah right..

The only good thing to come out of this cold is Addison seems to like her pacifier more, it must be a comfort thing. I'll be looking forward to this cold moving out then I can pay more attention to my house, it looks terrible and my clothes will no longer have snot streaks on them. I know, I know, it's gross but it's my life. Are ya feeling sorry for me yet? :)

To make our/my suffering seem even longer, we have gotten more snow today. I swear if I see more white stuff falling from the sky I'm going to go stark raving mad. I'm sick of this cold weather, I want some warm sunshine and to be able to send my kids outside NOT bundled up like the abominable snowman.
Okay I'm stepping off my soap box now.

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Barfing & Contracting, I Really Don't Need This Right Now

Really what's with all the barfing and contracting? This is what I did last night, well I did the contracting and Corbin decided to start with the barfing. Let me start at the beginning... Contractions started again last night so I figured well, I'm not gonna sleep anyway I might as well go to Wal-Mart and get the rest of my stuff I need like pads, nursing pads, you know what I'm talking about. Anyway I contract the WHOLE time I'm there, I come home manage to finally fall asleep around 3:00 am, then I am awoken to the glorious sound of puking from a 3 yr old at 4:30. And of course I am still contracting, and cleaning up barf & contracting about 2-3 minutes. And of course this certain 3yr old just pukes where ever he pleases, really no bowl needed but thanks mom.

And today is the lucky day I go in to get swabbed for my group b strep test. Can my day get any better? Crap this day is well.... CRAP! I'm this close to ripping out my own uterus I swear!!!!

They still do home births right? Hey, I have access to hair clips and clean towels...

Oh and did I mention I am exhausted? Geez.... crap..... I gotta go contraction commencing.....My body hates me :(

After contraction/puke clean up on isle 7 thought:

I am living proof that there really is no rest for wicked.

Sorry for this rant after reading it I have figured out that I am in a really, really cranky mood.

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{ RANT #2 }

First if you make it through this post I will send you cookies pending oven fixing. :)

Our Mid Columbia Bus Company.....

I understand their policy of keeping our kids safe BUT there have to some exceptions. They like to have all kindergartner's picked up at the bus stop by their parent. I think it's great, thanks for watching out for my child. But I'm sorry I'm not walking out to the road everyday to wait for Brinley & walk with her down our driveway, especially when this baby gets here.

I never had to meet the boys when they were in kindergarten and I am not starting with Brinley. I told the bus driver with both the boys that if my car is here I am here. Never had a problem

This year we have a new afternoon bus driver and she told me I needed to send a note saying that it was ok for Brinley to cross the street and walk down our driveway without me. So I sent a note saying that. So she got off the bus today without any problems and not 2 minutes later I get a phone call from the Mid Columbia Bus guy saying he has Brinley on one of his buses and she has a note to cross the street. I was like NO she is standing right here in my house and the bus is gone.

Well he basically started arguing with me on the fact that I am not present when Brinley gets off the bus. I told him I never did it with the boys and she is smart enough to walk from the end of the road to our house in fact she runs when she gets off the bus and is in the house in like 45 seconds. So I told the guy that I don't have a problem with her walking I can see her from inside the house and am not worried about her getting kidnapped. He then proceeded to tell me that when she does get kidnapped that they are not liable for anything because they have my note. I told them YUP that's right! Hey Mr. Man- don't get in this pregnant woman's face. I do not tolerate being spoken to like that & so I gave him a piece of my mind, as any good pregnant woman would. There was a lot more to the conversation but this post is already too long.

Here is the revised note I typed up after our little kidnapping chat.

(and yes it is on the sarcastic side but apparently they don't understand it any other way)

Brinley Berry has our permission to cross the street to walk down our driveway after getting off the bus at our house on.........rd. La Grande, OR 97850

I make sure I am home every morning as I know Brinley is coming home from School. If my white Ford Excursion or our grey Ford Pickup is in the driveway I AM HOME OR MY HUSBAND IS.. If it is not in the driveway I have picked her up from school & therefore she will not be on the bus & does not need dropped off.

Thanks,

Seriously do I have to spell it out in detail for them... It's like talking to a 3 yr old. Did I mention that we live on the slowest most non-traveled road in town? And I watch as my kids get off the bus from my house as I can hear the bus from inside the house. I sent the note as they asked so WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL? There's the question of the year.

Oh and we talk to our kids about stranger danger and all that stuff.. Hello these little people are smarter than we give them credit for. And I don't see the difference between a kindergartner and a 1st grader getting off the bus. They didn't make me go outside when my first graders got off the bus.....

And really if they are old enough to go to school in the first place I do believe they are old enough to cross the street when the bus driver instructs them to do so.

Sorry for the RANT again.

This is SO FRUSTRATING & STUPID all at the same time!

And yes I know I should be more Christ like & I know I am totally worked up about this but COME ON!

I'm blaming it on the hormones.

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