Showering as a mom of two...

So I needed to get a shower this morning, Bailey is chillin in her boppy on the couch, sound asleep, and I do not want to move her and possibly wake her up....Sammy is watching Doodlebops, so I think perfect oppourtunity.

So here is my shower....

Me: Sammy...I am getting in the shower you be good...and do not touch mommy's laptop

Get in shower, start water, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Wet hair, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Lather hair with shampoo, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Rinse hair, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Put Conditioner in hair, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Lather up with soap, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Rinse hair and body, look around the curtain to see what Sammy is doing, check on Bailey and my laptop.

Finally I am done....And of course she was an angel the whole time....and my shower took twice as long because of my constant checking on her, but I know if I did not check on her, my laptop would be laying on the ground, probably next to Bailey, and Sammy would be running around like crazy....

Time is a constant.

This was my morning. From getting out of bed, to getting out of the door 45 minutes actually passed. But with -AH- toddler in tow it felt like 4.5 hours.

-If we had been moving any slower this morning, we would have been moving backwards. In fact I'm pretty sure at one point we were. I'm certain I saw myself pass by; she didn't look any better.
-For every 2 steps forward there were 500 back, 5 to the right, 5 to the left; 10 hops, 6 stomps with the right foot, 4 with the left; 20 hip wiggles, 2 back arches, and 45 "shut-ups". One of these days, one of them is going to be uttered by me.
-3 Time Outs where given. If you assume that 10 minutes is wasted in trying to get a child to behave prior to the time out, 36 minutes was dedicated to behavior modification. That means I had 9 minutes to myself. Which is why I look like I just got out of bed.
-If Fiona wants to act like a schizophrenic, that's fine. If the dog wants to act likewise, the dog is going to get his butt thrown in time out also.


I sometimes feel they only way I'm going to make it to work on time is if I make a deal with the devil.

The past...

It is so funny how things from the past pop up at the oddest times. I was out for my nightly walk a couple of nights ago....and as I was walking the normal route, when the sound of acoustic guitar filled the air. I looked to my right, and saw a young man and a girl. He was playing and singing and she was hanging off his every word. Suddenly I was transported 10 years back in time. I listened as I walked by and thought about a time in my life when I loved a boy like this. And when I say love, it was not a romantic love, but the purest kind of friendship love you could imagine. He played and sang, and I was entranced by his songs. I believed in what he sang about and believed that someday the world would see the genius that I saw in him and his music. Then I thought to my current life, and how besides an very scarce email here or there, I have not talked to this boy or heard his songs live in almost 6 years. I have gotten married and had two kids, he is engaged with a child of his own. As I walked I thought about him and his lovely songs....and I wondered if he ever picks up his guitar and thinks of me.

1 month ago...

1 month ago I gave birth to Bailey....

As I look back on this past month I feel so thankful that she is a good sleeper, and so happy that I now have two precious little girls whom I love so much!

I just cannot believe it has been a month already...it is amazing how time flies when we are having fun!!!

Coffee....

So my entire pregnancy I limited my caffeine intake to as little as possible. Which meant no coffee and maybe 3 diet cokes the entire 9 months. I forgot how much I love that coffee. Bailey was an eating machine last night, and so the sleep I got was sitting up on the couch with a baby attached to me. So this morning I made a pot of coffee and decided I would drink a couple cups....yeah next thing I know the pot is gone and I am contemplating making a 2nd pot. I did not...but I will tell you this much, it was lovely to drink coffee and relax this morning. I just do not want this to turn into an everyday thing, but I could see it very easily happening.

O.K. end of coffee rant!

Borrowed time...

So I witnessed death first hand for the first time last night. We had a man brought in the the ER in cardiac arrest. They were not able to regain a heartbeat.

Moments like that just make me reflect on life, what would happen to my boys, my husband, my life. How would my kids remember me, know that I loved them. Who would make their boo-boo's all better with a single kiss and hug. So even though Brendan and Nathan make me want to scream, I am happy that I am hear to experience that. I don't mind cleaning up the living 50 times a day, because God has allowed me another day to watch my boys love life. Basically we are all on borrowed time, no one is guaranteed a tomorrow. So live every moment, like it was your last.

It makes me recall on of my favorite phrases.

"Love as if you have never been hurt. Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. And live everyday as if it were your last"

Today's the day!

Today is the day I have been waiting 8 months for! My husband and I will be reunited and getting started on our life in Texas! I can't wait! My parents aren't happy. My stepdaughters aren't happy (they are not going with us). My friends are not happy. I can't find anyone to talk about it with. My BTBBC friends are about it. A chapter in my life is closing where other people dictate what I say and do. We'll be able to do what we want and when we want. It's going to be glorious....