A QUICK RUNDOWN

Sorry, it's been a little while since I've posted anything. Big things are happening here!

Okay well not THAT big, but I picked up some extra hours at work, so I'm actually working 5 days a week now. I KNOW. But the 2 days I picked up, I only work half days, in the afternoon, so it's not too bad. I still get to sleep in a little. But my mornings are a little busier; I can't just play in blog-land all day, I have to like, shower & get kids dressed & fed & all of that momly stuff.

Another update- I am NOT purchasing from shoedazzle this month. I think I made Kim mad. I requested 5 more selections, bc my first 5 were ugly, and I asked for flats-mid heel. Then in the comments I wrote "PLEASE STOP SENDING ME HOOKER HEELS. I HAVE 2 CHILDREN. AND YES I'M TYPING THIS IN CAPS BC I AM YELLING IT AT YOU." And what does she do? Sends me all 3+" heels, that is even more hideous than the first set. So apparently they were thinking they should really stick it to me....Fine. You win this month Kim. Actually you lose, bc you didn't rip me off another $40 this month...

Agh and who's been watching Dancing with the Stars? We all know that I <3 Kate, awful dancing & all. But she finally got voted off last night. For anyone who is also a fan, she will be on a new TLC show, "Twist of Kate" and will also be doing some "Kate + 8" specials this summer.

That's all I've got time for today folks! See ya!!

5 hours of LOVE.

Well, I really wanted to better document this weekend's birthday events, beginning to end. my son is turning 4 tomorrow; today was his party. I really wanted to take lots of pictures of me baking, decorating, celebrating....all of that.
I did not have time for this.
Hubs said he'd have all the tables & chairs set up Friday night, so we could decorate & everything would be ready to go, all we'd have to do in the morning was food. This is not what actually occurred.
The party was at noon; he went to go get the tables & chairs around 10:30. Yeah.
But all in all, the party went great, despite a little bickering due to some planning misunderstandings between us. *sidenote: I am the type of person, that I like to do EVERYTHING by myself, so it's done the way I want it, when I want it. I decided to loosen up and let Hubs have a say in some things. Bad idea. Never again. I must be in control.* Oh and the 5 hours of love?? The tractor cake I made by myself. Yep. Feel free to give compliments. I'll take 'em. I finished the cake at 1am and stayed up another hour cleaning up the mess!

And I did catch a few pictures along the way:
I also wanted to share a couple Easter pics of the kids:Austin showing off his new "sleeve". lol

Brynn looks so happy! lol

Enjoy your weekend everyone! Oh and hopefully, I will stay up on blogging, I was offered some more hours at work this week (I asked for them a few weeks ago) so I have to go to work 5 days a week now. I KNOW. TELL ME ABOUT IT. It's been awhile. But the 2 days I picked up are only half days, so I think my new schedule will actually be very accommodating to my busy mommy life!

Oh and also, please keep my little Brynn in your prayers, we will be seeing a GI doctor from the Children's Hospital soon. Her reflux is not improving with medications or formula changes, so they'll be doing a scan to check for any structural issues. I will def. keep everyone updated on her status!!

Tales from the Crypt, I mean, Sleepwalking Adventures

So my little guy (who will be 4 years old next Sunday, where does the time go???) started sleepwalking just in this past year. Mostly when he does it, he cries, and I find him hiding under the dining room table. For whatever reason, that is where he typically goes. And he is IMPOSSIBLE to wake up. IMPOSSIBLE. I have shaken that poor child trying to wake him to calm him down bc of his crying.

So Friday night was like any other night. He goes to bed; when he falls asleep we move the baby's swing in there & she goes to sleep. (She's got reflux and needs to sleep upright. I'm sure this will make it into another future post. Ay yi yi.) Okay normal so far.

About 2 am I hear Austin crying. I debated on whether or not to make Hubs go deal w it, but decided to be nice bc he was picking up overtime on Saturday. So I get up, walk into the room...And I see poor little crying Austin standing directly in front of his baby sister and I realize what is going on which leads to this reaction:

"AUSTIN DON'T PEE ON YOUR SISTER!!!!!!!!!!"

And I literally leap and grab him and pull him backwards. He continues crying & peeing, he's asleep through all of this, has no idea what the hell he's doing. I look and see he's nailed the edge of the swing and Brynn's blanket is wet, but he BARELY missed "giving her a golden shower" as hubs puts it. So at this point, there is nothing to be done, except wait for him to finish peeing. On the carpet. That got shampooed 2 weeks ago bc he's been peeing on it. So he finishes, I get a wet washcloth, take off his cloths, get him cleaned up, put on a new t-shirt & new little boxer briefs on him. Mind you, still asleep; still crying. Cannot get him to wake up. I take him into our bed, quickly tell Hubs what happened & that he won't wake up, so please get him calm while I clean Brynn's stuff & scrub the carpet. He quickly was sound asleep & quiet again, I take him back to his bed...

The next morning the first thing he said to me was "Mom, why am I wearing this???" bc he knew that's not what he went to bed in. Kid has no clue any of this even happened.

March Shoe Selection

Allright, I'm a few days late posting this, but here is March's shoe selection. I requested Kim to send me some flats, and I told her it's bc I have 2 kids that cannot possibility chase after with a 3.75" heel. Not gonna happen. So, these I figured were my best bet:
This is my 2nd pair from Shoedazzle so far, and I must say, that I'm hoping for something of a mid-heel next, just to see if it's just the styles I chose that are uncomfortable, or if they ALL are uncomfortable. Obviously 3.75" heels are not like wearing pillows on your feet. Flats are pretty iffy too, with no support whatsoever. So next month, I'm hoping we get this right...Oh and as for my daughters lack of enthusiasm, she had pink eye AND an ear infection, not to mention her reflux is getting out of hand, and no treatment is working, but that's another post for another day....Cut her a break.

Also, we got family pics taken today, so I'm gonna throw one of those in here, for good measure!

Looking over my shoulder....

Today's post is inspired by Juliana at A Blonde Walks Into A Blog. It brought tears to my eyes, so if you want a good-hearted mommy moment, go check it out at the link above.

I remember the first week I dropped Austin off at daycare. I was just beginning my clinicals in the dental hygiene program; something I'd waited 2 years for. I had interviewed the daycare director, and had a little tour, met the teachers & caregivers. I thought it was a nice place but I didn't really have anything to compare it to, so I went with it.

I nearly dropped out of college that week. I cried everyday on my way to school. It ripped my heart out to take my 5 month old baby boy there. Nothing against them, but I was the one who spent all day, everyday with him until that point. If I wasn't with him, his daddy was. Oh it was awful. I remember telling myself, "Sarah, if you don't just get over it, you'll never give him the kind of life he deserves..." I told myself over & over in those car rides that I HAD to do it, otherwise, what else would I do??? I couldn't stay at my crappy waitressing job forever. I HAD to do something. Make SOMETHING of myself, not for myself, for him. It wasn't even a choice.

As time goes by, it got easier. He loved it. Still does. But there's never, ever, EVER been a day where I could just walk him in, say bye and leave. I've ALWAYS had to hand him off to someone. He needs held & cuddled. Or he WILL run after me. Until last Friday.

Last Friday, I walk him in like always, and he sees a pal playing with some toy, and whispers "Mommy? Can I play with that toy he has?" And I said, "Well, maybe he'll share with you. You can ask him." And the little boy walked up to Austin and offered for him to play. Austin took the toy, and began to play. And I stood there. And then I thought, maybe I should try to walk away. So I did. I turned and took 2 steps, turned back around. He was still playing. I May just get away, I thought. No, he'll come running in a second when he realizes I left. I get to the door, I look again. He's not following me. I walk outside. Down the sidewalk. Looking over my shoulder every 2 or 3 steps. He's not following. There's a lot of cars coming in & out of the parking lot at this point. Good God, I think, he's going to come running out those doors, right into the parking lot. I keep looking. All the way out to my truck. I keep looking. I get in the truck. I look out the window. No one. I drive away. My little boy is growing up. He didn't need me today. I didn't even say goodbye. I felt bad. I felt weird. Like something was missing. I think about that first week of daycare. How I cried when I left. And how we got to this point. Time goes so fast.

For the record, that all must have been a fluke. Because I def. had to hand him off to a teacher yesterday and today. lol We also got his yearly evaluation report today, in which he received an S- for the 'separates easily from parents' part. Yeah, I don't care. It also claimed he was right-handed. (Or so his teacher says, but I tried to politely tell her not to fuck up my left handed pitcher. He's a lefty. He's not both. Nor is he a righty. He's a lefty.)

Only my kid...

Now, I must first say that all I want for my kids & for them to find what they're good at, and be happy with it. Simple, right??

I also must confess, that I dream of my son being a football star at The University of Michigan, and my daughter cheering being a UM cheerleader as a freshman, cheering him on, and me & hubs sitting in our reserved seats, and people parting the isles for us to walk through bc we are who raised the #1 NFL draft pick and the best cheerleader UM had ever seen...And really, I can deal with my dream of football greatness not coming true. But I assume then it would be baseball greatness, seeing as my son is a lefty and has a heck of an arm, that being a left-handed pitcher would be a natural choice. I could learn to like baseball. Maybe. Oh yeah and they need to be doing these things while working on their dental or medical degrees. I'm open to any form of doctor, really. I'm easy to please. Obviously.

So what has my darling son taken to the past few days??? Cup stacking. Like, speed cup stacking. Except minus the speed part. He practices using baby bottle lids. Sooooo I guess I know what to get him for his birthday...

THE HAPPINESS PROJECT:WEEK 2. I'M TOO LAZY TO TURN OFF THE CAPS LOCK. OOPS.

Here's what is making me happy today (sidenote: I'm sulking today, and these are the things I found a teensy bit of comfort in. Teensy.) Go visit Leigh vs. Laundry, the host of The Happiness Project & see what's tickling her fancy today!