Hey! You Know What I Love?
I love picking up Ella, feeling wetness on my arm and realizing I'm covered in shit to my elbows.
Speaking of poopy diapers, I adore when I change a poopy diaper and within minutes it's filled again! Yay.
I also love when I make Carson's favorite lunch and he proceeds to pitch most of it on the floor and tells the dogs "sank sou" (thank you) when they gobble it up. Ahh. Gee. Manners.
My favorite is when I stumble groggily back to bed at 4 AM after feeding Ella only to nearly pass out from the noxious odor that awaits me. It's even better if Tate starts giggling like a school girl and I get to punch him in the back.
I love shopping at Walfart, running errands in traffic while listening to the same Thomas DVD over and over and over, balancing the checkbook, sitting on hold with the comcastic shitastic cable company, trying on clothes in dressing rooms and having the fluorescent lighting cast a lovely glow over my cottage cheese...
What do you love?
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LOL I'm so sorry!!! I can relate to so much of that, although I don't miss the poopie diapers!
I love going to dinner with the KIDS, and not being able to spend $18 dollars because the BANK has crashed. Seriously the bank crashed. I called them and in a cheery voice they told me "not to trust the amount the ATM told us our balance was, and sorry the people declined our debt card!" Or not...
Aw hun...sounds like you need a day off. I am right there with you though. Yesterday Babyhead didn't bother to mention he needed a diaper...after he ate a HUGE bowl of grapes. I look at him turned away from me and it his pants are wet from his butt to his ankles, I take the pants off and poop is making it's way up the back of the diaper and out. Ew.
Too funny! I've had the shit up to my elbows one and inevitably it's right before we're going out and all over an outfit that took me 35 minutes to pick out.
I love rolling over in the middle of the night only to have my two year old's head sitting right there and those little eyes staring at me! How the hell did he get there?!?! I also love when the husband does the laundry and I find my already too snug jeans sitting in the dryer awaiting me and my pliers!
I love hearing this over the monitor at 3:05 a.m.:
"Mom! I pooped! I pooped really hard!"
Which is what I heard this morning at 3:05.
I love lifting up the toilet seat and finding the floating gift left by my husband- especially first thing in the morning. Lovely...
You are a riot!
I really love waking up five times a night for the last 9 months and not having more then a two hour stretch of sleep.
Thanks. I feel better.
I love when SB and I have a good start to our morning .... snuggles, calm taking his meds, getting dressed, eating breakfast, etc. and then right before we leave he totally loses it, I lose it, and the last thing that happens before I drop him off is just plain old yelling. Two hours of patience and calmness and what I hope is a good centered start to his day and then poof, I drive away from school feeling like his day is doomed.
Yup, I just LOVE that.
Am I allowed to laugh? I just cant help myself. I have dealt with most of the items on your list, the shit bath is always my favorite. NOT!
oh i'm soooo glad i'm long past the poopy diaper stage. however, what i love is hormones.
no, not mine. a 13-year-old girl's.
ick. feh. POOOEY!
I love:
"Mom, I have a really BAAAD Doodie Pain!...I have to shit Mom"
I LOVE that.
Your very entertaining even in a bad mood :P
Today has been a BLAH day (and it's only 10AM) so you don't even want to know what I love today. Maybe when I'm not ready to choke someone would be a better time to post them!
Your very entertaining even in a bad mood :P
Today has been a BLAH day (and it's only 10AM) so you don't even want to know what I love today. Maybe when I'm not ready to choke someone would be a better time to post them!
I love making pancakes for breakfast and finding my baby boy with jam EVERYWHERE in his hair - because I SOOO have time before work to give him a bath.
(And I call it Wally-fart...heehee)
Oh wow. You really nailed these things. I think what I love is when I'm in the dressing room with the cottage cheese and the lights, and then the GD pants don't f'ing fit. Argh.
-HH
Oh I can so relate to the poop up to your elbows! My DS used to do that EVERY time he pooped. We went through SO many clothes!!
Me, I love when my ever so smart child learns how to open up their PJ's and decide to 'paint' with their poop!!
Oh, this reminded me of how much I used to love nursing Cam in the middle of the night only to have him puke it up all over me. Good times.
Today I am loving being stuck in the house with a sick kid...
Aaahhh, reminiscing about the old days of poop and diapers. Now it's all about the attitude. I LOVE hearing my 4 year old say "What-EVER, Mom". I also love the daily arguing/screaming fest we have over the homework that 7 year old has (that takes 10 minutes tops, mind you).
Oh, and my current favorite is writing all over the walls and counters. In my new house. With a Sharpie. By an almost 5 year old that KNOWS better. It was so much easier when no one KNEW better than to piss me off.
Bossy loves the reminder that she's glad her kids are no longer in diapers.
I love daisies, rainbows, and cute bunnies. Not what you meant? Oh, sorry, I was hoping to cheer you up.
I love the dog feeding thing too. Except my son says "uh oh" or "no no", because he knews he shouldn't do it.
I love when the dog needs to go outside just after I sat down. (I was right by the door for the last 10 minutes and he didn't care then.)
I love getting kicked during diaper changes.
I love putting on a new shirt only to find that it already has a stain on it.
I love many of the same things you do. Why just yesterday I put a spanking new outfit on the wee boy only to have to change him minutes later due to an explosive poonami.
I love arriving at work and realizing that I have a black stain on my pants and that both shoulders are smudged from peanut butter lips.
That happened to me this morning.
Ooohhh, I am NOT supposed to be reading stuff like this. I've just FINALLY got a semi-maybe-promise from DH that we can start trying for baby #2 next month. I have sooooo enjoyed the last year diaper free.
I love being a chew toy while tooth number 6 refuses to come in. Cold teething rings aren't nearly as satisfying as Mommy.
I've decided you are the new Erma Bombeck. She had a book about finding yourself in the dressing room. I'm sorry it's a crappy day. But, poop? Check out my WW. That's some serious shit.
OMG LOL!!!
I love having my nipple used as a chew toy, I love spending an hour cooking dinner to have my daughter tell me, peanut butter. I love listening to other people's screaming, ill mannered kids while I remind mine to use their inside voices or we'll leave, I love the smell of my kids right after their lavendar and chamomile baths... right before one poops UP his back and the other one goes outside and plays with the dog... Hee Hee Hee. Above all, I love being a mother and getting to experience these uh.. joys :-)
I really love construction guys in front of my house, scraping off the mud their trucks tracked onto the street with their bobcat, during naptime. Thanks a lot, assholes.
I also love gashes in my nipples from a baby who can't keep her teething to herself. Love bites, right?
I love getting up early and driving to the other side of town for a job interview that I know within 5 seconds of being there that I will not get th job.
I love having to ask my relatives for money, because I am running out.
I love my cousin calling me last second to watch her kids and her saying, well I knew you had nothing better to do.
I love opening a letter from my previous roomate, only to find a list of things she thinks I owe her money for.
Ok, I'll stop now. :)
I love when people come see my house three times in 10 days and still can't make up their freaking minds.
I love when the cars ahead of me in both lanes are each going five miles under the speed limit.
I love when my kid is utterly exhausted yet still will.not.nap.
I love when my kid reaches down as if to hug me, yet instead uses my shoulder as a teething toy thereby leaving marks and making me want to cry.
I love when my husband is gone 5 days a week and I'm stuck doing all the crappy stuff alone, then when he gets home he's tired and needs time to regroup.
You know what I love? When you get all snarky up in here. It makes for a good time. Maybe its time for some of that hard alcohol you mentioned in the last post?
I love when the baby and toddler can't get their shit together and NAP AT THE SAME TIME ALREADY!
I love when I want a bottle, er glass, of wine and suddenly remember I'm pregnant. Again.
(I forget it more times than you'd think...)
I love punching in all of the required information while my call is being routed to the proper representative only to have him/her ask me all of the information again before I can ask a simple question.
I love waiting on hold 20 minutes just to be transferred to someone's voice mail.
I love it when I take my 2 year old for a ride on her tricycle and 2 blocks away from our house she does the pee pee dance and says she needs to go potty NOW.
I love it when people offer my kids candy without clearing it with me first. Even better, when they ask for permission in front of my kids. nice.
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I love hearing the baby start to cry after I stagger back to bed after nursing the baby and am JUST getting comfortable (and rewarming the sheets).
I love remembering AFTER I've eaten something that it has dairy in it. DOH!
I love when my husband tells me "a chore I'd like you to do today is..." as though I'm not already busy raising his children all day.
I love when the dog starts barking just as the kids fall asleep.
I love when a nurse tells me to wake my daughter up from her nap. Just like dogs, you let sleeping toddlers lie.
Hope tomorrow is better!
I love when I am nursing the baby/toddler/evil-demon-that-I-gave-birth-to at 1am and then I realise that she has a pooey nappy and THEN after the nappy change she refuses to go back to sleep until daybreak.
Fun times.
I hope your day gets better.
I love that my farts don't stink
I hate when my 5 year old takes forty minutes, FORTY minutes, to put on a shirt in the morning, and I'm the one who gets in trouble if the kids are late to school.
Must be something in the stars - everyone seems to be having a bad day.
Hope tomorrow's better!
i'm sure tomorrow will be better.
but i'll play along.
i love when my new boss says things like: you need training, so find a training that's offered; you may have to fly out to balitmore or somewhere. we need to get you trained.
so 10 min later, you find training in driving distance (charleston) and she snaps/barks at you:
training has to be done HERE.
whassup w/ that????
same thing when she says: "print off your business plans, read them and then we'll go over them"
only to have her say 20 min later, i'm doing this right now!!!
(we still haven't gone over them, and that was 2 days ago!!!)
good luck tomorrow.
may your children not poop or throw food at all!
(((HUGS))) Im sorry! I can relate to ALL of that! :( I hope your day gets better.
I love YOU and your blog. You sound like you need a good hug and an even better drink! :-)
I hope you had a better day.....
I am so glad to be over the diaper phase. It does get easier. I had two in diaper for forever!
Hope you're having a glass (or two) of wine right now. Is the Walfart thing a SW Missouri State thing? That's what Hubby calls it too.
I LOVE it when I get my one night off a month and Hubby calls me during my precious book club ME time to tell my that Lovebug is having a hard time going to sleep without me - when am I coming home?
Hey, at least you've put a positive spin on it! LOL
I love being So. Very. Tired. Love it! Really!
I love that Freya figured out how to turn the fridge setting to freaking freezing and when I go to make dinner, the chicken I thought had been defrosting for days is frozen solid and how the heck did I not notice that everything had been frozen for days?
Also, I deeply and sincerely miss the days of squishy poop all the way up to the neckline of the onesie. Sigh.
wanna know what i love???? take your list, and replace your family's names with Zander, Logan and Carlos. there. that's what i love!
yikes...sounds like you had a fantastic day! ;)
Gotta love those kind of yucky diapers...
I love when I tell my husband that 'I am going out of town on Sunday. I am going out of town on Sunday. Hey, don't forget that I am going out of town on Sunday. I will be GONE on Sunday' And Saturday night 'Wha? Wha? YOU never told me you were going out of town tomorrow?! What about the kids?' That is one of my favorites.
I love when I tell my 3 year old daughter that she has to take a shower with me and that I will call her when I am done washing my hair - but instead of quietly joining me in the shower when called, she runs around the house crying 'I DON'T WANNA TAKE A SHOWER!' and my naked, freezing ass has to chase her around and pin her down in order to wash the PB out of her hair! Yep - that is fun too.
I've got lots of stuff that I love!
I love dropping The Rooster in front of all the other daycare moms.
Personally I love it when I wake up to the cat coughing up a hairball.
Ah...One of those days! I have been there, done that, and I don't miss it. Sorry you had a bad day!!
I hate your shitastic cable company too. I will go without before having them again.
YOU. I love YOU.
Walfart. I call it that.
Let's get married at Walfart, in the diaper aisle.
Geeez I could have written this MYSELF. My daughter used to have poop up in her armpits. Parallel lives, baby. My next blog is going to be called www.teeteringontheedge.com.
Not that i could ever manage 2 kids AND 2 blogs...
i love when i get pooped ON, down my tummy, in the middle of church and have to use my baby as a decoy until i can go home and change.
i love that at church i can't explain to people that the baby just shit on me.
I also love making dinner so the dog can eat it.
I love that after they feed their dinner to the dog they yell about being hungry.
I love that they seem to think the proper way to signal that meal-time is over is to throw your plate on the floor.
And that's just my dinnertime "loves."
you know what I love? when Ifinally get the # of unread blog posts in my feed reader UNDER 100, and then while I'm reading, not one but TWO ppl post, putting me back up over 100.
I love leaving the children in the morning to go for ... say... an MRI OF MY BRAIN, and come back to find that the baby hasn't been changed and his diaper is falling off is ass. No one has eaten. Except daddy. Who didn't know they were hungry.
I LOVE when daddy tells me to be careful that the baby is playing with something hard/swallowable/dangerous/yucky.
I could go on. & on. & on.
I love being past the diaper stage. I love that my 16-year old sometimes lets me hold his hand on the drive to school. I love that my daughter (age 12) is still quite nice to me. I love that my husband adores me, and that the feeling is pretty close to mutual. I have a pretty darned good life. You do, too. It's just hard to see when you have shit up to your elbows and are deliriously tired. I'm sure you're over it by now :)
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