tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83843136952153945812024-03-05T17:54:58.232-05:00Just Another Day..A perspective of a 20-something supermom!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13831451417257964959noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384313695215394581.post-36625883584453701802010-08-14T13:20:00.000-04:002010-08-14T13:20:41.333-04:00WHAT THE &*^*?<i>I made the children lunch this afternoon, and as they ate I jumped on the computer for a quick minute... </i><br />
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Thank you Biggie!!<br />
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Sunny Bear is officially in Kindergarten!!<br />
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</div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13831451417257964959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384313695215394581.post-42123868428173348352010-07-26T07:19:00.002-04:002010-07-29T07:30:22.791-04:00ReflectionI felt a little nostalgic when I finally left Pennsylvania. I really hated that place but it is where I had Biggie and lived for the past two years. Things are changing and there is never really any way to know if it is a good thing or if it will be in the best interest of my entire family. I can only hope that things will work out and that we can all be together again soon.<br />
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For the past five years, we have constantly moved. These moves have always been the result of Mr. Wonderful's Oil and Gas Pipeline jobs. Once he is done with his work, we always moved on. With one kid it was always an adventure. We had a passion for moving and seeing the United States. For me, it was a break from the life I had lived 20 years. <br />
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Since Biggie came a long two years ago, our focus changed. We want to provide our children with sometime of stability. If it was a given that we would always live somewhere for 2-4 years I don't think we would have a problem continuing on that road. But in this business it is never a given and you are constantly fearing for another move. This is the main reason I decided to bring my kids home. I never made any real friends in Pennsylvania, so I was always in a depressed funk. Yesterday I weighed myself, and over the course of 6 months I have gained 10 pounds. I just can't believe that this is how everything has worked out. <br />
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I'm sitting here with my happy and healthy kids that miss their daddy now and I am on a diet.<br />
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He was being super quiet.. so I went looking for him and this is what I found!<br />
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This time it is just the kids and I. We have decided to go home because I can't take another impending move. So, things have been super busy around the house again! I can't rule out any future moves though!<br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Needless to say, Mr. Wonderful got a lovely ticket for going 19 mph over the speed limit. After that really nice officer let us go, Sunny Bear proceeded to ask, "Does a Taser look like a gun?" <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">After that incident we were all in a somewhat bad mood. What a way to damper a nice weekend away... Unfortunately it seemed to spiral downward. Every week we use a small credit card for things like gas, food and such. It is a credit card we have had for about 4-5 years. Every week it was always the same thing, I'd pay it and we'd use it. No big deal right? Well, this particular week they decided to hold our funds for 10 days, meaning the funds were taken from our bank account and no applied to the credit card. Mr. Wonderful proceeded to call and received the run-around about where the money actually was, and how we were loyal customers but there was nothing they could do. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Memorial Day weekend we stopped off at Mr. Wonderful’s family’s house. We were able to ride 4-wheeler, swim, eat, and play. After that we headed to our hometown and enjoyed a week of fun with friends and family. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The funny thing about the whole trip was that my family really didn’t believe it when I said Biggie was a handful. They have now seen it first hand and will no longer deny anything I have to say about it. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">He screams at the top of his lungs anytime something he doesn’t want to go on..goes on. He has also resorted to stalking me. Anytime I am out of visual range he walks around crying or chanting “momma”. I really hate taking a shower with a child hysterically crying and beating on the door. To look at the bright side though, at least he isn’t sticking metal objects into the electrical sockets…yet. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I think this phase and potty training have got to be the worse things known to man, and unfortunately for me they seem to come back to back. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Being home was wonderful, it reminded me about all the things I miss about the south. Let me count them…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Cambria;">One thing I do not miss is the heat. I really hate when people up here in Pennsylvania complain, “it is sooo hot <b>whiney whiney whine whine</b>”. I just want to tell them they have no idea what the hell hot is… hot is when your pool feels like a </span>nice hot bath, or your shoe melts to the concrete in the WalMart parking lot.. That is hot!!<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">So glad to be back in my own space with all my stuff I love so dearly. Can’t wait to head back again soon. Hoping it may be permanent. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Oh, and I graduated<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Wingdings;">..:)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Wingdings;"><br />
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P.S. I graduate college this week. :)<br />
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Biggie is doing much better these days. He has resorted back to his old ways of climbing the kitchen table and hanging from the light fixtures, terrorizing the cat, dropping Legos and Barbies into the fish tank and running from me at any chance given. Although he spends the majority of his days doing those things I just mentioned, he has grown into a sweet "mommas boy". He is always looking for a chance to cuddle with his mom. <br />
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Sunny has been doing good. Her new "big girl" tooth is growing in and she is constantly talking about her teeth and how big she is getting. This is her last official week of school, but last night she was very sick. Today she is doing much better but has a fever. I really hate that she will miss school tomorrow but I really do not want her spreading her disease. <br />
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Just a quick update. It has been raining like crazy here, so we have been cooped up yet again. We will be getting ready for a trip to Georgia in the coming weeks. The kids and I will be there for almost a month. We have some trips to Alabama and North Georgia planned!<br />
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May your day be calm..<br />
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hahahaha! That was funny huh?<br />
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It was quiet.. a little too quiet! I walked into the kitchen and this is what I caught Biggie in the act of.</div><div><br />
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<div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13831451417257964959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384313695215394581.post-16695841866303759192010-05-07T19:12:00.000-04:002010-05-08T19:30:19.913-04:00A new phase..On Wednesday evening, Sunny and Biggie were playing. He was laying on her and bouncing up and down. All seemed well. They were both laughing and seemingly having a good time. <br />
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Lately, it seems that these times come a some sort of price. While they were playing Biggie put something into Sunny's mouth and out popped her tooth. Before I could say a word, Sunny began to cry. Freaking out that her tooth had come out. I started shouting "It will grow back"! Sunny was then excited that the tooth fairy was coming to visit and went to bed at a decent hour without fussing about it.<br />
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If only every night the tooth fairy, easter bunny or Santa would come. Wait, then I'd be broke. I think I'll just deal with the nighttime drama.<br />
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Here is Sunny so proud!<br />
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They both have been so destructive lately, that even though we needed a new kitchen table because one of the chairs came apart, we have decided to hang on to this one for a while longer. This table is so bad that the actual seat part has come completely off. Mr. Wonderful displayed his "handiness" and nailed it back together but I am pretty sure it will not last another year. <br />
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Biggie is like a stealth when it comes to getting a pen, pencil or marker. Even though we think they are out of his reach he builds these intricate ladders when we are not looking and grabs the most permanent thing he can find. <br />
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Yesterday was not any different. I had some markers on the table and was supervising Sunny Bear as she made mother's day cards. Apparently Biggie got ahold of some invisibilty spray and somehow obtained one of these markers.<br />
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Pink looks lovely on him. Disregard the cookie face. <br />
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I think he also felt that one of his favorite toys needed a facelift as well.<br />
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A word to the wise.. if you have a child under the age of 5 and the house is suddenly quiet, there is something wrong. <br />
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A few days later, Mr. Wonderful went back to the store to obtain this pet but they had already sold it. I silently cheered inside when I heard this news. <br />
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On Monday this new pet was bought from another pet store and now calls our home..Home. This brings our tally to..<br />
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SNAKE!!! AHHHH!!!!<br />
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After freezing temperatures last night today shaped up to be a very nice day. When Mr. Wonderful came home from work we loaded up the kiddos, a bike and a wagon and headed to the park. We parked about a half mile from our favorite park and walked/rode to the park. I have really missed doing things like this. I have always been a very active person but when we lived in the dungeon (old house) I really was not myself. I feel happier everyday!!<br />
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Anyways, I was able to shoot some nice pictures of the kiddos!<br />
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Sunny getting ready for our journey.<br />
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Fun at the park!<br />
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Biggie and his usual face. He somewhat resembles a Pug when he makes this face. Am I wrong?<br />
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When we arrived home they were playing by a light pole. They posed for one picture for me. I have a really hard time getting a picture with both of them looking. This is very rare.<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">We moved not far from The T.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The T is the public transportation system in Pittsburgh, kind of like an above ground subway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am from the country, so living within walking distance of public transportation has me in awe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Yea, yea, I know it is a little silly but it fascinates me to see all these people walking to the T in the morning for their “morning commute”. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then home again after work. I mean how easy is that?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They do not have to drive, or sit in long lines of traffic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Awesome, right?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Back to what I was saying.. Is it wrong for me to have the urge to shout out my window in the morning at all these people “Hey, have a great day!!” or in the afternoon, ”Great job today guys!!!”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">If this were the south, I would probably do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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Yes, Sunny Bear wrote "Fart".<br />
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No, I did not help her.<br />
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And to be fair she also spelled "nose, cat, hat, leaf".<br />
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She also knows how to spell "poop".<br />
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It is so much fun when you get to teach your kids how to spell, they catch on quick to all the words that deal with embarrassing body functions!<br />
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Needless to say, that was only the start of my manic monday.<br />
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Since the move, I have to drive 30-45 minutes (depending on traffic) to take Sunny to her preschool. I do this because there is only a month left and she has been with these kids for almost two years now. I wouldn't want to take that away. I'll let summer vacation and Kindergarden do that. <br />
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Back to what I was saying! The doctor is near her school, so I thought "wow this will be perfect!" Biggie's appointment was at 10:30 and her school is at 12:30. Two birds with one stone! I forgot that anything that involves kids is never that easy.<br />
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So we did the doctor thing and then I went over to the drive-thru pharmacy and dropped off the prescription. I try to avoid taking the two kids out of the car whenever possible. Afterward I head over to the gas station and <i>wow</i> the gas pump will not take my credit card. So, I have to take the two kids out of the car and into the store in order to be able to pump $34.80 of gas! I tell the cashier that the credit card machine on that pump is not working and she snidely says " I know". <i><b>Thanks for the heads up lady..</b></i><br />
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Now, your probably wondering why I just didn't go to another pump. Well that would be simple but this gas station has lines..LONG LINES and you have to wait for you turn behind 4 other cars. I only go there in a crappy attempt to save a little money. <br />
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While I was pumping gas, I started having massive heartburn. I do get heartburn occasionally but it is usually after I eat. Not right before I am supposed to eat. I had nothing with me and I was literally about to ralph in a parking lot somewhere so I drug the two kids out of the car and into Target. GREAT! As I was combing the aisles for relief Sunny Bear graces me with her "I have to pee NOW!" Everything with a child is instant. There is no reasoning with this fact. There is no asking a child "well why didn't you tell me when we were actually near a bathroom?" This is because the only answer you will ever get is "I don't know!"<br />
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Thank god for my friend that lets Biggie and I hang out while our girls are at preschool. He did manage an hour nap but remained pretty mad at the world for the rest of the day. Poor guy is sick.. so what can I do except bake him some cookies right?<br />
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I had this thought in my mind when I was finally able to return home close to 5pm. The house was a mess, I was angry, Mr. Wonderful had a bad day, the kids were hungry, and I was just ready to crawl into bed. <br />
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I worked for about 2 hours and was finally ready to make cookies when I noticed I did not have a cookie sheet. I had two in the old house. What in the world? So, at 7:20pm I ran to the store for a cookie sheet. All because I thought cookies would make Biggie feel better! <br />
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After narrowly escaping with my life in the parking lot (after two disgruntled women went at it all over a parking place). I made it home and I made cookies.<br />
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Everyone enjoyed them and we all lived happily ever after.<br />
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Biggie is doing much better today. He is climbing again.. and into everything. I am just exhausted thinking about keeping up with him.<br />
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Yesterday was not my first nor my last hard day, but I will take it. My children are taken care of and I can cuddle with them any time I want too!<br />
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It just seems like lately all the chaos falls on a Monday. I never really cared about Mondays, especially since I haven't worked in 4 and half years!<br />
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My kids are so sweet when they do not feel good, they love to cuddle. Here are some pictures I caught of Sunny and Biggie snuggling. I do plan on using these for blackmail one day when they can not stand each other. <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don't try this at home..</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">Here is her commentary..</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">And yes..Sunny said "<i>hormendous, and tormendous</i>"</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">And yes..Sunny is wearing a gymnastics outfit.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">And no... she did not have gymnastics today.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">What can I say, Sunny is a trend setter!</span><br />
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