The baby is crying (she is hungry), phone is ringing, someone is at the door.  Shake up the bottle with one hand while you hold the baby under your arm, phone to your ear with the other hand, while peeking out around the curtains.  One needs her hair brushed, one cant find his phone.  Hubby needs a pair of socks....baby is crying again (wet this time).  Stop in the laundry room on the way to change the baby, fill a hamper with clean clothes from the dryer while listening for the baby.  Give the man his socks.  DAMN I have to pee!!!  Do it later, gotta change the baby. Time to cook dinner.  Baby is crying (this time she she sleepy).  Fix a bottle, swaddle baby and get her to sleep.  Just enough time to fix dinner, fix the boy and girl their plates......then guess who is awake.  DAMN I am hungry!  Eat later, gotta play with the baby.  Hubby is finished eating, so grab a plate and  shovel it in quick before she cries A...

This is hard.  Being the mom of a 9 month old isn't the easiest thing under normal circumstances. Being the mom of a 9 month old at the ripe old age of 41...well...it is HARD!  I have a good friend who is also 41 and has 2 children under 2, one of which has Down Syndrome.  She is my HERO, I don't see how she does it, when one typical 9 month old can send me in to the fetal position myself on the best of days. The thing is, my little Princess was a surprise, an unexpected gift.  Rarely does anyone ASK you if you want a gift, they do not call and say they are dropping by with a puppy, a kitten, a gerbil...or a baby. I was settled in my life.  My youngest child was 15 years old and a freshman in high school. My oldest was 20.  She has special needs and will live with me for the rest of our days. I was working, enjoying being able to go to bed as early and sleep in as late as I wanted on the weekends. I could go shopping, read a book, pee in private and shave ...

The 41 year old new Mom MAY 07, 2015 When I found out that I was pregnant shortly after my 40th birthday (by shortly I mean 2 days) I was in total shock.  My poor husband nearly passed out, no joke!  We already had a 15 year old boy and a 20 year old girl who has special needs.  We have just started a business 18 months ago that it was imperative that I be able to work at to keep costs of labor down.  It was a terrifying experience at first.  What are the older kids going to say?  How long am I going to be able to work? Laying sod, which is what we do, is hard work!  Would the baby be healthy?  Would i hold up OK during the pregnancy?  I was a little "old" to be pregnant after all.. As it happened, everything turned out great  The other kids were angels about it, the pregnancy went wonderfully and I worked up until my seventh month.  Baby girl is now a healthy and happy 8 month old.  But....I am now 41.  Age and pregn...

So, last Friday my 9 week old Princess Baby came down with a cold. I swear to bejesus that she picked it up at Walmart. I can tell you the exact moment in Tuesday we walked by a man chewing on a cough drop. I remember saying to my husband, "hold your breath, that dude is sick!" As I threw the blanket over the baby's head and hurried away. Friday comes and she is so congested! I called her doc and since she bad no fever or green snot and she was eating like a horse they said not to bring her in.  The next thing I know, it is Sunday and her Daddy says "uhoh I'm getting her cold!" I told him he is full of shit, you can't catch a cold from a baby!!!! Ummmmm....I was wrong. Yes I said it. I will even repeat it. I was wrong.  The little shit has infected my whole house, except for me.  Both of her sibs are now sniffling their heads off, loading themselves up with cold meds with dear old dad. Everyone being sick means that I had zero help with the baby m...

I was just thinking how things have changed since the last time I was a new Mom.  16 years ago it didn't matter if I breast fed, circumcised my baby boy, let the baby sleep in my bed, had a c section or let him cry. This time around, all I hear and see is "know better, do better".  And I feel like if I hear it one more time I may blow.  I get the concept, really I do, and in some ways, I agree with it. I have my own way of doing things and it works for me.  Moms are so busy bashing each other for their choices.  Shouldn't we be supporting each other?  Being a Mommy is HARD.  It is the hardest job there is.  You are solely responsible (or feel like you are) for teaching a tiny little person how to BE.  That is a lot of pressure! I had a C section because it was safer for me.  Now people actually apologize or pity me for having one.  I didn't push the baby out of my hooha so I am somehow less of a woman and mother.  My ...

     Holy shit y'all....I did that thing that I do.  I did it a lot!  What thing?  I let life get in the way of something that I love doing.  It has been 3 years, THREE since I have posted on this blog.      When I started it, I was so happy, so excited to be writing.  I love writing!  The problem?  I have the attention span of a newly hatched GNAT!      So much has happened in 3 years.  We decided that we were unhappy in California and came home to Kentucky.  The trip home was worth at least 10 blog posts!  What an experience, driving across country with 2 teenagers and a cat, pulling our life behind us in a jam packed trailer.  Kind of like a small band of gypsies.      We started a business.  Sod.  Not much of a story there, who wants to hear about work??       The big news...we had a baby this year!  Completely and totally by accident,...

Wow!  Shhhhh it's quiet!  I just realized that I would blog more if I had a new keyboard and a comfy chair...what an excuse!  lol So, we sold my son's Jr Dragster last weekend.  It was kind of bittersweet, but he will end up with another one.  He wanted to go to Disneyland with some of the money, so that cheered us all up!  No one can be sad at Mickey's house, and if you can, then you need to be on meds! Of course I had to wear my sparkly ears and my tiara.  Together, they look like 1 piece and everyone asks where I got them...but I don't give away my secret  =)  I get to be the only Princess Minnie there, and that tickles me.  My hubby got on a roller coaster and shocked the daylights out of me.  It wasnt a super skeery one, but he doesn't like drops and dips...but he liked it!  My son talked him in to getting on it, he is too short to ride by himself, and I was fighting a head cold, so I wasnt about to do it. The only dow...