So just when i think that this day will be better bc i have woken up on time, gone grocery shopping and been back before my oldest even needs to get on the bus, it all goes to pot!
Boston is still eating breakfast (and for those of you that know him, this process takes awhile.) it has been half an hour. I am putting groceries away and trying to get him to hurry as we still have to brush his teeth, gel his hair, and give him meds. His lunch has not been packed yet, but we are fnally out the door with brody in a t shirt and underwear(very white trash :) ) but he refuses to be left behind.
We sit with a sigh at the bus stop a few minutes early, no bus in sight. Then i catch sight of Boston's tshirt, and it has blue stains. Toothpaste apparently. I tell him to run home and get a wipee as we only live 5 houses down, and he takes off running. (he looks a bit like sponge bob when he runs) and of course there comes the bus barreling down the corner. I yell at him to come back but either he doesnt hear me or he thinks he is lightening fast. (probably the latter) and is soon out of sight, and then back in sight with wipee in hand and is racing up the street as fast as his little legs will carry him. he makes in time, but i am unable to help him wipe it off bc he needs to board the bus so i send him on his way with an i love you and dont forget to clean your shirt!!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
So today was busy as always, I just cant seem to find out where all the time goes.
It started out horrible with Brody waking up at 4 am sick and crying with a fever so hot you could fry eggs on his head. Then we stayed up until 530 when he finally fell back asleep. The whole time i was praying that Brynden wouldnt wake up. then the alarm goes off at 630 i have already fed the baby, dont remember doing it but it must have been done as he is still not awake yet. Taylor is still sleeping even though he should have been up 5 minutes ago and now he is late! I cant even keep my eyes open long enough to tell him to get up. And the day has just begun. I have approximately 30 minutes before i need to get Boston out of bed so that we can start the summer school process of eating breakfast brushing teeth and getting dressed all before the bus arrives. Have fed baby again by this time, boston is has gotten on the bus and Brody is still sleeping.
just when i think that maybe i might be able to go back to bed since the baby is now back asleep, Brody has woken up and i have resigned myself to another one of those days. I contact my partner in crime, linda and make plans to trek (yes trek, since it is a mile away) to the park. we make it there in one sweaty piece. play 3 hours worth of scrabble and walk back, compeltely drained.
still cannot sleep as Boston has not come home from summer school and then next thing i know it is 630pm and where has all the time gone? Seems like ia m always cleaning and doing laundry and yellng at the boys to play nice and to share. That I am always feeding the baby and that things are never done. When my husband comes home, and asks what such and such is doing out, my response is "just leave it there and when i am done, i will take care of it" like i am not busy enough! Its the dishes are still in the sink, the laundry not put away, the strollers still out, where is the extra toothpaste, mom, brody wont let me watch tv. Its enough to make a woman go mad!
But at the end of the day, when all the monkeys have been put to bed, and its just me and my husband, hanging out, the dishes are usually done and the house relatively clean, i think to myself, this wasnt such a bad day after all.
I am blessed with healthy children, a loving husband, a roof over our heads and the money to buy things that we need and most often than not, things that we want.
And i sigh, get in bed and turn the lights out, ready to start this whole thing all over again tomorrow.
It started out horrible with Brody waking up at 4 am sick and crying with a fever so hot you could fry eggs on his head. Then we stayed up until 530 when he finally fell back asleep. The whole time i was praying that Brynden wouldnt wake up. then the alarm goes off at 630 i have already fed the baby, dont remember doing it but it must have been done as he is still not awake yet. Taylor is still sleeping even though he should have been up 5 minutes ago and now he is late! I cant even keep my eyes open long enough to tell him to get up. And the day has just begun. I have approximately 30 minutes before i need to get Boston out of bed so that we can start the summer school process of eating breakfast brushing teeth and getting dressed all before the bus arrives. Have fed baby again by this time, boston is has gotten on the bus and Brody is still sleeping.
just when i think that maybe i might be able to go back to bed since the baby is now back asleep, Brody has woken up and i have resigned myself to another one of those days. I contact my partner in crime, linda and make plans to trek (yes trek, since it is a mile away) to the park. we make it there in one sweaty piece. play 3 hours worth of scrabble and walk back, compeltely drained.
still cannot sleep as Boston has not come home from summer school and then next thing i know it is 630pm and where has all the time gone? Seems like ia m always cleaning and doing laundry and yellng at the boys to play nice and to share. That I am always feeding the baby and that things are never done. When my husband comes home, and asks what such and such is doing out, my response is "just leave it there and when i am done, i will take care of it" like i am not busy enough! Its the dishes are still in the sink, the laundry not put away, the strollers still out, where is the extra toothpaste, mom, brody wont let me watch tv. Its enough to make a woman go mad!
But at the end of the day, when all the monkeys have been put to bed, and its just me and my husband, hanging out, the dishes are usually done and the house relatively clean, i think to myself, this wasnt such a bad day after all.
I am blessed with healthy children, a loving husband, a roof over our heads and the money to buy things that we need and most often than not, things that we want.
And i sigh, get in bed and turn the lights out, ready to start this whole thing all over again tomorrow.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
first time
This is the first time i have ever blogged! Hard to believe i know, in this day and age. so as a first timer, a virgin, if you will, please bear with me while i introduce myself. My name is april. You will learn that i am blunt and loyal and that i always want whats fair. That is my major rant in life, its just "not fair". Now this is not to say i am a whiner. Bc i dont whine and i dont like people who whine, its just to say that i want things in life to be fair. And they never are, i think the world would be a better place, if we always did what was fair and what was right. sometimes those things arent the same. Enjoy
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