Saturday, July 10, 2010

Welcome to my World

Hello there and welcome to my world. I often hear strange voices that whisper crazy things into my ears, and get sudden impulses to do things that just aren't right. I live in a happy land where the people know me well, the grass in pink and the sky is green. I often refer to it as crazy land. Come join me in my journey through this happy land that I use as my retreat to safety from the insanity of my "real life".

I'm a mom of 5 beautiful boys. I know, I've heard it all. "Are you crazy??" Why yes, yes I am. "Are you done??" Well I'm done with a lot of things. "Wowwee, you have yourself a basketball team." Thank you for that reminder, for a minute there I almost forgot how many kids I have. "Are you doing to keep trying for that girl?" Are YOU crazy?? There isn't a line that I haven't heard and in the beginning I found it to be very annoying, but now I think its hilarious. I've come up with some cleaver ways to answer those never ending same ol', same ol' questions. I figure that if everyone else can't keep the conversation interesting that leaves it up to me.

My oldest son, (We'll call him P6), is 6. He is super smart. Too smart for his own stinking good sometimes. For example he came up to me and said, "Mama, did you know there are 2 kinds of hot?" I was curious as to what he meant and replied, "Oh yeah?" He says, "YUP, there is the kind that makes you sweat, and then there's hot girls." OH MY.....I'm SO not ready for this. He has a memory like you wouldn't believe. He remembers things from when he was 3. Blows my mind, I barely remember what happened yesterday, let alone something from when I was 3. He is very sweet, and loving, and is always trying to help. He loves being the big brother and he is good at it.

My second son, (We'll call him P5), is 5. He is your typical boy. He loves cars, dirt, rough housing, slimy reptiles. He can be a bit a bully from time to time. He is super funny and tries his best to make you laugh. He is wise beyond his years to. He came to me last week and said "Mama, I don't want to grow up. I want to stay a kid forever. I guess you better go make me some coffee." My man is a religious coffee drinker and tells the boys all the time that if they drink coffee they won't grow, you know that old wives tale. He is one of a kind. Once you meet him you will never forget him and there is no way to describe him other than he is just him.

My third son, (We'll call him P3), is 3. He tends to be a bit of what I call a drama king. He is very emotional and dramatic. If one of the other boys looks at him in a way he doesn't like he gets all upset. We are working on potty training with him which has been a roller coaster ride. We had him in underwear for 4 days with no accidents during the day. Then he woke up one morning and decided he didn't like that anymore so we ended up back in pull ups. I know so many people have told me, go straight to underwear and they will pick it up faster. To them I simply reply, that's great advice now if I only had some like you to come to my house and do the 20 loads of laundry caused from him being in underwear I think I would. It's not just the underwear and the shorts that he wears, it's the bed sheet he is sitting on, the floor that he is standing on, or the couch where he was sitting. I have 5 kids and cleaning up an accident every 15 minutes just isn't practical

My fourth son, (We'll call him K2), will be 2 next month. He is into EVERYTHING. I seriously think I just should have saved myself the trouble of having to reteach him his name and just named him NO. He thinks it's pretty funny stuff to play with everything that he is not suppose to. You would think that the kid didn't have 50 million toys but he does yet you almost never catch him playing with one of those toys. It's much more fun to play with the vacuum, broom, dust pan, cell phones, DVDs, shoes, or hangers.

My youngest son, (We'll call K0) is 2 months old. He is a very sweet baby. He usually sleeps for 6 to 8 hours out of the night. I know, how lucky am I? He is starting to smile when you talk to him and trying to coo, which is my favorite. I love when he looks at you with his bright blue eyes and his mouth is wide open but nothing is coming out. It make me laugh every time.

I also have a man in my life too. He is the father of my 2 youngest children. My oldest 3 are by my ex husband which is a story in itself that I will save for another time. My man and I have had our ups and downs. He is far from perfect and some days barely tolerable. We've struggled in our relationship. Some times I think that he will never grow up and come around. Most the time he tries. He has lead a rough life up to the point he met me. For the most part he has cleaned his act up but occasionally struggles with those inter demons. Overall he's a good guy. Better than some, but I love him and you can't help who you love.

On top of raising 5 boys and a significant other, I work part time at a hospital on the labor and delivery floor. I absolutely love my job. You wouldn't think that to many wild and crazy things would happen on a labor and delivery floor but you would be surprised. When I took this job I thought, oh this floor should be pretty calm. I mean really women come in, have a baby, and leave, right? Ha ha ha ha. I've seen a fight break out because a mom was in labor with her husbands baby but didn't want her husband there, she wanted her boyfriend there instead. The husband went crazy and ended up beating up the boyfriends truck with his bare hands. Smart, he ended up in the ER for stitches. I've seen a dad pass out and hit his head on the window seal while his wife was pushing. Talk about complicating matters. Here's a tip to all you expecting mom's out there. Cussing your nurse out will just make your labor longer and more painful. If you piss of your nurse then ask for pain meds, believe me your pain meds are NOT on the top of the list. Your nurse is your friend, be nice to them.

Well that's a little about me. Feel free to ask me questions. I would love to share more with you.

5 comments:

  1. Maybe I can have #3 back home and you can be my drug pusher!

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  2. All that AND you work? Wow!

    I "only" have 3 boys. 5, 4, and 2. And...we're done. I still hear it all- you have your hands full, are you done, aren't you going to try for a girl, blah, blah, blah.

    Glad that I was sent over here- moms of boys have to stick together! Welcome to the blogging world!

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  3. @Mami I say bring on the babies, lol.

    @Shell, thank you for the warm welcome. I agree we mommies have to stick together especially moms of boys.

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  4. Drowning in Doodles could have been a great title. I told my tweeters about it and will give you a blurb in tomorrows giveaway and my weekend update.

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  5. LOL, Drowning in Doodles is a good one. I've been told several times "wow, that's a lot of testosterone for one house hold" which is what made me think of Drowning in Testosterone.

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