Friday, June 29, 2012

This is how i know i need sleep...

As y'all know I have a beautiful bouncing baby boy who is now almost 7 weeks old. Man has time flown!  Well I'm sure everyone knows when you have a baby sleep is pretty much nonexistent. And I'm sure by now you have guessed that I am getting very little sleep. Actually I average between 1 and 3 hours in a 24 hour period. Which is no where near enough!  So here is how I have come to realize that I need more sleep.
Its currently 11:20 pm and I am exhausted but wide awake, those of you with kids will understand when I say that he has me on his sleep schedule. Well he's gone and thrown a wrench in the schedule and he's peacefully sleeping at the moment while I'm tossing and turning trying to get my eyes to stay shut. But that's not the point of this post. I got him to sleep tonight fairly easily and I decided my cleaning can wait until tomorrow so i finally ate my dinner(a peanutbutter and jelly if you care) and went to change into my jammies. This is,obviously, a nightly thing so you would think I would know how to get undressed and dressed again by now. I mean I am getting ready to turn twenty....four...ya...twenty four...again.  so i get my jammies out of the drawer and I take my shirt off only to realize that I've been wearing it inside out since this afternoon when we got home from the pool. No biggie I haven't been anywhere. Then I go to take my bra off and can't get it unhooked!  What the hell?!  So i take my arms out of it and spin it around so i can see what the fuck I'm doing and I had somehow managed to hook it not only twisted but I bent one of the hooks somehow and it was clamped shut so tight it wouldn't let the clasp pop open. How in the bloody hell I managed this is still unknown(though I am determined to figure this out).  Since I was too damn lazy to find something to bend it back open with I had the oh so brilliant idea to take it off like a shirt. Stupid move. The clasps got tangled in my hair while I was pulling it off and since I can't see the top and back of my head(dumbass me spun the bra back the right way for some reason...I think I had a brain fart and thought I was putting it on...not too sure on that one).  So now not only can I not get the damn clasp open to take it off but its stuck in my hair. Great. After a 10 minute battle with the fuckin thing I finally get it out of my hair and off. Im missing some hair and have a bent bra but I'm now dressed and ready for bed yay!  Now if only I could actually get some sleep things would be just fucking peachy!  And just for an added laugh at my expense in my frustration I put my pants on backwards when I was getting dressed *sigh*.  I give up, I'm going to find a cheesy horror movie to watch and lay down. Hopefully worm will stay asleep until at least 1 and I'll get some time to relax if nothing else.
So for now I bid you g'night. As always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends.
Please excuse my typos my smart phone is pretty dumb and I don't have the brain to catch all of my mistakes lol.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Im all for being comfortable but damn girl!

OK so like the title says I'm all for being comfortable with who you are and you being comfortable in your own skin, yay for you!  But there is a point when you need to stop and think really hard before walking out the door.
Let me paint this picture for you...we are at the pool,me,my mom,monster,Bub,miss priss,worm and my niece...we will call her Kay...all the kids (except worm) are swimming and playing and me and my mom are sitting in the shade with worm talking about a bunch of nothing and a whole lot of everything. I'll be the first to tell you, I get my attitude and snark from my mother. So we are sitting there and she rolls her eyes and goes oh lord here come the dikes.  I laughed because we love our gay people so otw was weird to hear her say it like that. So i asked what that was all about and she rolls her eyes again and goes "lemme tell ya, I could care less if someone is gay bi lesbian or whatever but these 2 are a bit much for me when there are kids around.  Last time we were down here these 2 showed up and were down here in the deep end feeling all over each other and kissin and well I don't want to be the one that has to explain it to tthe grandbabies ya know."  About this time I catch sight of the butch of the pair and holy shit!  She looked like she would rather knock your teeth out than talk to ya!  Don't get me wrong I'm sure she's a nice woman but she looked mean as hell. Anyways, shes a big woman and I'm cool with that...I love my fluffy people!  Bit she was wearing men's swim trunks and a wife, I'm sure you all know or have seen a big woman so you all know they usually have HUGE titties. So I'm looking at this big OK girl with her titties flapping and a mohawk that could take your eye out if you get too close and the only thing I could think was "she needs to leashes those puppies before someone gets bit!"  So i said it to my mom who was busy watching this woman's girlfriend walk in the gate in horror. Like I said before I am all for people being proud of who they are and whatnot but this girl was easily 350 pounds and she was wearing the smallest bikini I have ever seen on a girl her size. If one of those strings had snapped it would have been like the opening scene in ghost ship...lots of people cut in half. Btw if you haven't seen that movie go get it and watch it now its a great movie. Anyways these 2 women don't look like they belong together at all and I'm fairly sure they are in some kind of D/s relationship just by the way they were acting together. But thats beside the point, they both jumped in the pool and the girl was hanging onto the butches back while they were swimming. My only thought, and yes I said it out loud, was this isn't going to end well...she's going to sink her and that lifeguard won't be able to pull em both out."  In my head there was this horror scene of the smaller girl sinking the butch and the butch going down like the Titanic then grabbing at the other girl and accidentally pulling her bathing suit and it pops and beheads everyone.  Mean I know bit that's just how my mind works sometimes. So they get out of the pool and lay in the sun and I relaxed and in walks the weirdo. He had a belly like Santa and naturally he was shirtless. He kept walking around the pool and dipping one foot in while standing there at the side of the was like some kind of weird ritual or something. He eventually jumped in and his hairy man belly was under water thank god. Im tellin y'all my eyes couldn't have taken much more today and I am sooooo glad we left when we did lol. The kids had fun and that's all that matters in the end but I don't think I want to go back for awhile.

Well I'm outta here I have things to do while I have a few moments of peace. As always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends. Side note please excuse my errors I typed this from my phone and have no spell check and my phone is stupid and does weird things like doubling letters and inserting random words. I promise I'm not dumb lol.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Epic grossness...

So one of my favorite parts of the day is after the older kids go to bed.  Not because they have driven me to the point of insanity but because me and Mr Worm take a bath together. It helps me unwind from the day and it helps him relax and sleep a little better,when he sleeps that is.  It also gives us some one on one time and skin to skin contact.  After tonight I'm not too sure we will be doing it again for awhile though.

So around 9pm I got the bath ready as usual and me and Worm got in, I got him all washed up and he usually nurses while we are are in there, this is my trick to get him to go to sleep for a few hours mwahahahahaha!  Anyway, he finished nursing and I sat him up and burped him and then I sat him on my stomach with him resting his back and head on my legs sitting up.  He was looking around and I was talking to him when I heard his tummy make a noise.  I looked right at him and said "please don't poop on mommy!"  As soon as the words came out of my mouth he got this tiny little half smile on his cute little face and I KNEW what he was doing.  I lifted him up to put him on the diaper I had laying on the floor next to his clothes for when we got out of the bath and of course as soon as I lifted him up he shit all over me!  He was covered from asshole to ankle in poop, he got it all over my stomach and ladybits, it was floating in the water so it was in my hair before I got him sat down and myself stood up, it was EVERYWHERE!!!  So I laid him down on the towel and drained the water from the tub, and of course as the tub is draining he decided to finish his huge crap all over the towel and then proceed to kick his feet and spread it all over himself some more.  I got the shower started and washed him again then I grabbed a new towel and laid him in his bouncy chair all wrapped up and showered myself, once I felt clean again I got out and we went to the bedroom to get dressed and wouldn't you know I opened his towel and the little shit peed all over me.  I got him dressed and went back to shower AGAIN.  Got out and dressed and he started to fuss so I picked him up and he burped...ya, you guessed it...I had a little pool of by recycled breastmilk in between my boobs.  I washed up and got him to sleep finally.  I think I am going to go to bed here soon and pray he sleeps for a little while, the water needs time to heat up again because that last shower was kind of cold.

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Thursday, June 21, 2012

Man oh man what a day!

Holy shit its been a long day!  And here I sit at 12:11 at night still awake with a leech attached to my tit trying to drain me of the last ounce of energy I have left.  Honestly I'm not even sure where to begin to explain what went wrong with today...its kind of a blur at this point.  I guess starting at the beginning would work so lets do that.
For once my kids actually slept in. Miss priss didn't wake up till 7, worm was in bed with me so he was sleeping peacefully (as long as I didn't move of course), and Bub and monster slept till about 8.  This NEVER happens around here so that's a pretty exciting thing. What makes it even more awesome is that when they all got up they just came and got in bed with me and we all snuggled and watched Spiderman 2 till about 10:30 with no whining complaining or fighting!  The day was off to an amazing start!  It had to go to shit at some point *sigh*.  Once we all got up and dressed we went outside for a bit.  I figured with it already being so late we would just have lunch around 11 and skip breakfast. No one complained about it, no one was saying they were hungry, still no fighting or arguing, the day was off to an eerily good start. My dad stopped by to see the kids and monster wanted him to push him on the tree swing.  Nothing unusual all 3 of them love the tree swing and someone is always being pushed on it. Well, today had to be the day one of them got hurt on it.  Monster hit the tree with his knee and scraped his knee and leg up. Ah ha! I knew something was going to happen!  By this point it was time to eat anyway so we all went in and had lunch.  I informed them that after lunch they needed to clean their rooms because I was tired of stepping on toys all the time. Shockingly no one flight me on this one and they all cleaned up without any fighting talking back or any problems at all!!!  I had to go to the Dr today for my 6 week check up so the older 3 went to my moms and off we went to the Dr. Got to my mom's to pick up the kids and the boys decided they wanted to stay the night so me miss priss and worm came home. This is when things started to go  Since we had a early lunch, and I hadn't eaten at all yet, I decided to throw a pizza in the oven. I got out a silicon pizza pan and threw it in and sat down to feed worm. About 10mins later I smelled something funny so I got up to check to see what it was...I opened the oven door and a huge cloud of smoke comes rolling out.  The fucking pizza pan melted in my oven!  And I don't mean a little bit of it, I mean everything that the pizza wasn't touching was in blobs of black goo on the bottom on my damn oven. To add to that the smoke from it is toxic. So I opened the doors and me ans the kids came outside while it aired out and the good hardened. Well of course it had to rain while we were outside and we couldn't go back in the house. Thankfully it was only for a minute or five. Well dinner was fucked to we went to taco bell. After waiting for a half hour to order and get my damn food I open the bag and see that I'm missing a taco.  Fuck it I'm not going back for it I'll nuke a frozen burrito was my only thought. Dinner went without issue yay!  Well of course worm hasn't screamed enough today so he decides to start yelling at me so we all came back outside because it calms him down. Well as if things weren't going shitty enough already miss priss decided to get on top of a cozy coupe car and fall off of it...onto the sidewalk....and catch herself with her head and face.  She's got a knot above her eye and a scrape on her cheek but otherwise seems OK...bit just to be safe I called her Dr and was told to keep her up for a few hours. Mind you it was almost 9pm when she did it. Great, she didn't nap today so this should be buckets of fun.  Much to my surprise she did great staying up so late. It didn't go without incident though. Around 1030 she spilled an entire glass of water all over my living room carpet and then around 11 she knocked a can of Pepsi off the shelf in the fridge and it literally exploded all over the kitchen. After all that was cleaned up she decided she wanted to play with my hair. She lost 7 of 12 barrettes in my hair.  It was loads of fun trying to find those since my hair is down to my ass. I did manage to find them all though!  She finally fell asleep about 5mins to midnight and of course worm woke up at 3mins to midnight screaming. So now I'm sitting here with him staring at me. I swear he thinks its a game, it goes something like this...he screams so I pick him up, I get him to sleep and lay him down, 30 seconds after I lay him down he opens one eye and screams, I pick him up and he stares at me daring me to out him down for the next 10-15mins and then we repeat. Im seriously thinking I might just let him win the game tonight and put him in bed with me. Momma needs some damn sleep because I'm starting to resemble a zombie and its jot a very good look for me.
Well I'm off to play this game...or lose always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends <3. Wish me luck!
Btw I have included pics of the pizza pan and the eexploded soda can for your amusement ...enjoy

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

The good and the bad...

So theres this Sears Outlet place up the street that has AWESOME deals on clothes that me and my mom went to today.  Today was get a piece of clothing free day (if you have a Kmart rewards card) so we went up there to see what we could find.  Between the 2 of us we got 2 shirts for each one of my older kids, 2 outfits for Worm and we both got a shirt for ourselves, retail would have been well over $90 but we walked out for under $30!  I am in love with this store!!  I plan on heading over there this weekend to pick up a few things for the kids for next school year and maybe a few things for myself too lol.

Tonight I was being lazy and didn't want to cook so we went to the Wendy's over by Walmart on Battlefield,  typically I don't have too much of a problem with them getting my order right.  Tonight they totally fucked it up though.  I ordered 2 Jr bacon cheeseburgers, a veggie burger, a large fry and a chili cheese fry.  Out of all that the only damn things they got right were the fucking fries!  They gave me a cheeseburger deluxe and 2 chicken sandwiches.  Ok, no big deal, I'll go in and have them fix it.  I got my food came home, bit into my veggie burger and the morons that made my food just took the fuckin burger off of a sandwich and gave it to me!  I damn near gagged from the taste of dead animal grease in my mouth!  Needless to say, I am NOT happy!  So I ate my fries and drank my smoothie...healthy huh?

Well, Mr. Worm is asleep and I think I am going to try to do the same since sleep is hard to come by here lately.  He seems to be going through a growth spurt and wants to nurse ever hour or so.  Tomorrow I will be talking about all the goofy things he does.  I'm sure some of you will get a good laugh out of it lol.

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Monday, June 18, 2012

The breastfeeding nazi and the trip to the beach

I want to start by saying Happy belated Father's Day to all the daddies out there and to all the mommies that are doing the job of both mom and dad.

We went to the beach yesterday to get out of the house and have some fun.  While we were there Worm got hungry, so I fed him.  I was completely covered and there was no way in hell anyone was going to see anything because it was a pretty big blanket and Worm doesn't wiggle much yet when hes nursing.  I figured since we were on a PUBLIC beach, where women walk around with very little on it wouldn't be a big deal....boy was I wrong!  While sitting there minding my own business under our pop up tent thing, covered by a blanket, feeding my child, a woman walks up to us and tells me how disgusting it is for me to be breastfeeding in a public place where children are around.  Um, excuse me bitch?! I could not fucking believe this cuntbag had the nerve to walk up to me to run her mouth!!  I have encountered tons of stupid people being out an about, and I have NEVER met one this stupid.  So here's how the conversation when...

Her- Do you know how disgusting it is for you to force everyone on the beach to watch you let that baby suck on your tit?!  How could you do that when there are kids around!?!?

Me- Excuse me?  First of all I am COVERED up and secondly no one is making you look at what I am doing and thirdly you are showing a whole lot more than I am.  Your tits are about to fall out of your fucking bikini top!!

Her- I don't care how covered you are that's just nasty!  Go sit in your car or something because no one wants to see that nasty shit!

Me-*standing up*  let me fucking tell you something sweetheart, contrary to popular belief, your tits aren't play things for your dumb ass boyfriend and they aren't for you to flash around to get what you want from men.  They are there for feeding your child, God forbid you ever have one, and how is it disgusting for me to use them for what they are intended for but it's not disgusting for you to have yours hanging out?  Besides that YOU CAN'T SEE ANYTHING ON ME!! But yours are barely covered and, as you put it, there's kids around!  If you have a problem with what I am doing then look away, no one is forcing you to watch.  

Her-  Mine are covered by my bikini top and I don't have a kid hanging off of mine, you have yours all the way out!

Me-*interrupting her* Yes I do have ONE out, UNDER A FUCKING BLANKET!!!  So lets do some common sense thinking here, I'll help you with this one since you seem to be lacking in the common sense department.  If I have my boob out under a blanket then you couldn't possibly be able to see it right?  You are walking around with yours barely covered with nothing over you, so what does that mean?  EVERYONE CAN SEE THEM!  What you are wearing is far more offensive than what I am doing.  *pointing to Bub and Monster* See those 2 boys over there?  They LOVE to look at boobies, I hate that they do it, but boys will be boys right?  What you are wearing right now is going to have those 2 boys staring at you all day long.  I don't want my 6 and 8 year old kids seeing that shit. *yelling* Yo Monster, come here for a min! *monster runs over*  What do you think about her?

Monster-  She looks like one of the girls in those magazines.  

Me- What magazines?

Monster- The ones you don't want me to see because they have nasty people in them.

Me- Thank you.  *looking back at her*  Damn, even a 6 year old can point out that you look like a slut.  Now if you would be so kind as to walk away from me before I have to get violent I would greatly appreciate it, I have a baby to feed and you have interrupted his lunch.  

Her- I'm going to tell the lifeguard and have you kicked off of the beach.

Me- Please, go tattle, I could fucking care less!  I'm not doing anything wrong for once.

Her- *walks over to the lifeguard stand* (we were about 15 feet away from it) she talks to the MALE lifeguard

Lifeguard-  Busts out laughing and walks over to me.

Me-  Can I help you?

Lifeguard-  Are you breastfeeding now?

Me- Yes, why?

Lifeguard- *turns to the stupid bitch*  she's not doing anything wrong, shes covered up and from the looks of it you are showing more of your boobs than she is, leave the woman alone and move somewhere else on the beach if she's bothering you.

Me- Thank you!

Her-*storming off* fuck this I'm never coming back here again!

Am I the only one that sees about a million things wrong with this?  Since when did it become disgusting to feed your child?  I was doing nothing wrong and I could have fed him uncovered, but I have more respect for myself and him than that.  I am all for nursing in public if your baby is hungry, but I am not all about not covering up when you do it. It's a very private thing, and I don't want to share it with the world.  I always cover up if we are out, and even when we are at home if company is over, or I excuse myself into another room.  Her acting the way she did just proved to me that society has sexualized a woman's breast to the point that it's deemed disgusting to breastfeed.  That saddens me.  

On another note, we had a n awesome day at the beach after that all settled down.  

Well, I have things to do so I am going to end this here.  As always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends <3

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Push presents and jealousy issues...yes people I have come back to rant :)

So i have been reading some fairly interesting posts on some of the birth boards I belong to lately and the 2 main topics I keep seeing pop up are about push presents and bitches getting all ass hurt because someone else was/is pregnant or had a baby close to when they had theirs. So I'm back to bitch about how stupid both of these things are...
Lets start with push presents.  I have read more posts about women EXPECTING their husband/boyfriend/baby daddy to buy them some elaborate gift for having their baby.  Am I the only one that sees something wrong with this?  Here is my take on it.  When you got pregnant, you knew you were going to have to push a baby out of your cunt or have it cut out of your belly.  You knew you were in it for 9 months. Why the hell do you feel like you deserve a fucking present for it?!?!  I'm not talking about them wanting flowers or a card or something simple, I'm talking about these women wanting expensive jewelry, a new car, breast implants, crazy expensive shit!  When I have my kids the only thing I asked for was food.  I wanted to eat one of the many foods that I had to avoid for whatever reason while I was pregnant.  My present was my healthy baby, surviving birth, and having my family there to welcome my new baby into this fucked up world.  Women, get the fuck over yourselves!  You don't demand a present because you gave birth.  Be happy that you have a healthy baby because there are a whole lot of women that leave the hospital empty handed.  Be happy if your husband/boyfriend/baby daddy buys you a card or flowers.  It's not the cost of the gift its the thought put into it, its that he remembered to think about you.  And let me tell you now that you have a kid, if hes a good father, he's not going to put you first anymore so get used to him not thinking about you before he thinks about his kids.  It's no longer about you sweetheart so get used to it and get the fuck over it.

Now lets the women who get all ass hurt because some one else is pregnant.  THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU!!!!!  Did you hear that?  Let me say it one more time just to make sure....THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU!!!!  Get over yourself.  Someone else did not get pregnant to steal your moment in the spotlight.  She either got pregnant because she wanted a baby or by accident.  But I can pretty much guarantee you were the last thing on her mind when she got knocked up.  Please, for the love of God, if you don't ever remember anything from this blog but this, know that now that you have a child the world revolves around them not you.  And to add to that, the world doesn't revolve around your little brat either, just your little planet does.  If you can not accept this fact then you may want to re think the whole parent thing and give the kid up for adoption now.  It's people like you (and the ones that want push presents) that raise little assholes for kids.  You are the ones that are raising the little brats that people want to trip when no one is looking because no one can stand to be around them.  Your kids are the ones that think that they are the center of the universe and everyone should bow down to them and jump whenever they want something.  Save the already fucked up population and stop breeding now.

While I am on the topic of kids, lets talk about the types of kids I can not stand to be around.  Don't get me wrong, I love kids, I have 4 of them so I must like em at least a little bit right?  These types of kids include: the ones that have no manners AT ALL(no I don't expect little Suzy to say please and thank you or ma'am and sir every time the open their mouths but it would be nice if they would at least once when demanding something), kids who have no respect for anyone or anything(these are the kids that will break something because they were throwing a temper tantrum for the 5th time in the last half hour and then don't say sorry and go so far as to DEMAND that you fix it or buy them a new one.  Sadly, their parents will do exactly as their little precious told them to.)  Bullies(I'm sure you have seen my post about bullies by now and know where I stand on this subject), whiners(I have one of these myself and I am actively working on this issues with him.  Which is why I can tell you, it is the most annoying sound EVER and no child needs to whine over everything.), spoiled brats(these are the kids who always get what they want when they want it, or even before they know they want it.  These kids are destined for failure and its all the parents fault.  Let them know at a young age that life isn't always about them and what they want or when they grown up and have to deal with real life they will crumble and fail miserably.  They will end up in therapy for years because they will feel like life just isn't fair and they will blame and hate you for making them that way.), and lastly I can not stand the kids that are one or more of these things combined(we all know at least one, the kid that no one wants at play dates and the parent that the other mothers talk about when shes not around.  The ones that break your kids toy, demand that you fix it then break it again, the ones that walk in your house tell you they want drink now, throw a fit when its not brought to them fast enough then another fit because the cup is wrong an then snatch the toy from your kids hand because they want it.  These kids irritate the fuck out of me and they make me want to cunt punt their mother and dick punch their father while yelling at them to never have another child.)  Yes I may sound like a bit of a bitch for saying these things, but you cant tell me that you haven't thought at least one of these things before.  I just said what we were all thinking.  Hate me for it or don't, its the truth and you know it.

Well, I'm outta here.  I have kids to find and a baby to feed.  As always, comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends :)

Friday, June 15, 2012

Do parents/caregivers just not care anymore?!

Well, Mr. Worm is back asleep, for the moment anyway, so I figured I would try to type out another post before he wakes up again.  

SO I may be insane but Bub has a friend staying the night tonight.  He's a good kid, typically well behaved and *gasp* he even has some kind of manners!  But he's REALLY hyper!  He's got ADHD and some other issues that I won't post about, but overall he's a good kid.  I'll be honest, I'm really not up to having an extra kid here tonight, but Bub has been asking if he could stay over for about a month now and since it's the first weekend out of school I figured what the hell, one night of an extra kid won't kill me....right?  But this isn't the reason I am posting about this.  I am posting about this because this kid has been over to play 4 times now, and I have yet to meet his aunt or grandmother other than the brief moment when I walked out to his aunts car the 3rd time he was picked up.  Now, I could be wrong on this one, but if it was one of my kids I would want to know who the hell was going to be watching them, if the place was safe for them to be at and all that other jazz. Hell, I didn't even have a contact number for this kid until today!  I remember being a kid and when I went to stay at a friends house, which was rare since everyone always wanted to stay at my house until I got older, my mom would walk me to the door talk to the parents and usually stay for at least 15 minutes before she would leave and she would make sure that not only did I know every possible hone number to contact a family member at, but the parents had them too.  
This isn't the first kid to be dropped off with out the parents even getting out of the car or anything either, it happened at Bub's 4th birthday party.  Yes you read that right, the kid was 4 years old and his parents just dropped him off and left.  How do these people know that I'm not some kind of molester or child abuser?  How do they know that these kids will be safe in my care?  Just because my kids live here doesn't mean that I take good care of them(and for the record I am not a child molester or abuser and my kids are well taken care of).  There are thousands of kids that are beat at home, or worse, and no one ever knows because its all done behind closed doors and the kids never tell.  I just don't understand why these parents aren't more concerned about where these kids are!?  This is the exact reason why I would rather they be here with me driving me insane than at someone elses house where I dont know what is going on or who, if anyone is watching them.  
Well, Worm is awake again and I have 4 other ones running around the yard I need to watch.  As always comments are always welcome and please share my page wit your friends <3

Sleepless nights and more post baby fun!

Well, Mr. Worm is now 4 weeks old and I have barely slept more than 2-4 hours in a night since he was born.  My dream of finally being able to dye my hair after he was born has still yet to come true because when I do have a moment without him screaming at me, I wash my hair, who the hell has time to dye it?!  I walk around like a zombie half the time, hair unbrushed and put up in a half bun, clothes unmatched, mystery stains on my shirt and my tits have a faint smell of spoiled milk.  Sounds great doesn't it?  He screams at me constantly, he's my bitchy baby, I have been peed on 4 times today alone and I stuck my finger in poop about an hour ago when I was checking his diaper.  Silly me for thinking it was just gas. I now rock back and forth even when I am not holding him.  Not sure if that's because I know if I stand/sit still for more than 30 seconds I'll fall asleep or if its become a habit since I am constantly rocking him, but it is what it is I guess.  What I find even more fucked up is that when he is sleeping, I'm wide the fuck awake!  He's trained me to be on his "schedule" and then he goes and changes it up on me!  Little shit head lol.  I know this will only last for a few months so I'm not stressing it too much, but holy baby Jesus I'm exhausted!
My older 3 are officially out of school for the summer.  Not sure if i want to jump up and down with joy that there is no more homework or early mornings for the next 2 1/2 months, or if I want to curl up in the fetal position and cry because I know by the end of June I will want to duct tape them all to the wall for just one moment of peace and quiet(and before anyone gets their panties in a bunch I would NEVER do that no matter how tempting it may sound).
I am super proud of my boys, Mr. Troublemaker got all S' on his report card and is now a kindergarten graduate.  Plus he got 2 awards, one for improving in all academic areas and one for being good all year(he just didn't get caught being bad is all lol).  And Mr. Bub is now a 3rd grader!  He got his 2nd grade completion award the other day!  He got 17 of 35 S' on is report card and the rest of the grades came up.
Well my lovelies I have to go...Mr. Worm is screaming for me....again...As always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends <3