Will it ever all get done?

Some days you just have to let it all go, the chaos going on in your head about everything you need to get done but don't have time to get done. After waking up to my husbands alarm which he lets go off for 10 mins before I finally get up and shut it off and getting the kids off to school. I drag myself into the shower, pop out and throw my hair in a ponytail and some clothes on. Then I take the dogs for their morning walk and load the them into the car and go to work. Then I spend all day at the shop and running around doing various errands, then around 7pm it's off to pick up the boys from my mothers. By the time I get home and eat dinner, spend some time with the boys and referee the many arguments they have every night. It's time to herd the boys off to bed, which never goes quickly. There are needing to go to the bathroom and getting glasses of water and of course the last attempt to stay awake, the "I'm Starving" whines set in. It is amazing how much food growing boys can eat. Then one last argument of the night over who is gonna sleep on top and who is gonna sleep on the bottom bunk before I finally lose it and scream at them to be quiet and go to sleep already. Then this is the time I have to do all my chores in the house, every night as I look around at all the dishes in the sink and dirty laundry that needs to be done I get so overwhelmed. No matter how much you clean as a mother, the house never stays clean. By the time you get all the laundry done the hamper if full again, by the time you get the dishes in the dishwasher, the sink is full again. Especially at my house. My boys use up so much laundry it is amazing, and when they eat they manage to use as many dishes and cups as possible. I admit it, I am horrible at housework. Will there ever be a day, where my husband actually puts his dirty socks in the hamper instead of throwing them on the floor? Will my sons ever put their backpacks away and hang up their coats, without having to told to 10 times? Will all the laundry ever get done? Will I ever find all the missing socks? Is it possible to have a clean bathroom living with 3 boys? Is it possible that my house will stay clean living with 3 boys, 2 dogs and 1 cat. I know this, as a mother's day gift to myself this year I am treating myself to a maid and a spa day....

Somnolent is the Word of the Day...

Not being able to fall asleep is one of the most frustrating things in world. It is 5am and I am exhausted and have been trying to go to sleep for the past 4 hours, with no luck at all. I have tried everything I know, and nothing. Like Monday's aren't hard enough on their own I get to try and get through my Monday with no sleep. I stay up trying so hard to clear my head of everything that is bouncing around up there, that I end up wide awake going over and over in my head everything I have to get done the following day. Then I think well since I am awake I might as well get started on the chores I have to do here at home, this is how my laundry ends up getting half way done. The ever so popular clean clothes hamper. You know when you wash clothes but don't have time or feel like putting them away they end up folded and stuck in the desginated clean clothes hamper. And let's face it, once they get there they are never getting put away, they will get dug through until they are either all wrinkled or half of them are dumped on the floor by the kids looking for clean socks. Then you will have to wash the clean clothes again. As you can tell this happens often in my house. We also have the chair in the living room that is for all the clothes you have gotten on a hanger but not managed to get in the closet for whatever reason. Doing chores at night when you can't sleep isn't a good idea, unless you want to spend twice the time and effort fixing and finishing all the half done chores the next day. I also tried eating, which is my favorite thing to do at night, hoping if I stuffed my tummy it would send me into a nice slumber, it sent me to the medicine cabinet searching for Tums. I tried laying next to BoBo and petting him to relax myself, BoBo is snoring away sleeping like a baby and I got to deal with my arm falling asleep and then the lovely pins and needles while it woke up. I tried writing in my journal, but got really caught up in what I was writing and ended up with a 4 page entry. So I now give up, maybe not trying to fall asleep will finally work. Hoping to be in Dream Land soon..

This Post is R rated...Adults Only

Last night as I was getting my feet rubbed by my Husband, I was sitting there wondering. How do other couples make their Marriage work? How do they keep it fresh? Make time for Sex with kids in the house that never sleep? See my Husband and I have some very quirky but effective methods for both us getting what we want. It's the BJ's for Back or Foot Rubs Method. It is simple. When my husband wants a BJ for de-stressing purposes or to help him sleep, that is all BJ's that are not a part of our regular sex, then I get a Back or Foot Rub in return. Yes I could ask for sexual favors in return, but I could also go in the other room and take care of that myself, I can't however rub my own back. I came up with this plan and it is brilliant. This way we both get to relax and are both happy. This also works for shopping, say I want a pair of jeans but they are $300.00 or more then my hubbie gets a BJ in return. See men are simple or at least my husband is. I hear my women friends complain that their husbands want BJ's and they don't want to give them. I tell them you are looking at this the wrong way. First of all you have to change your thinking from Omg I have to give him a BJ, to ok cool he gets a BJ now what do I want in return. It could be anything, from back rubs, to shoes, to a night off from the kids. Most men will agree to anything when a BJ is on the table. There would be a lot more happy marriages out there if people went with this Method. Just be sure to get yours first. See if you give him a BJ first then he is useless, and /or will give you a weak ass rub. But if you make him go first, then he will do a great job, see he's in a good mood because he knows a BJ is coming, and he will rub your back or feet very well hoping you will do just as good a job in return. See simple. My Method works, try it out sometime, it becomes a fun little game and best of all, it's a win, win...

Why Can't We Have It All...

Why is it that being a Wife and a Mom isn't enough? Why do we feel the need to be SuperMom... Can we really have it all? Is there such a thing as enough hours in a day? I am a Wife, a Mother, a Business Owner, a Daughter, a Sister, an Aunt and a Friend. All of these titles are important to me, even though I always feel like I am doing all these jobs half way and where does this leave me? Can you really be all of these things to everyone else in your life and have enough left over for yourself? I struggle with these questions everyday. I want to be the kind of person that can do it all, I really do. There just isn't enough time or enough of me to do them all correctly. So I pick the most important, which is Kids, Husband, Family of course. Then the rest of it a lot of the times get put on hold. Most of all I get put on hold. Now that I am working again it is a whole new struggle, and a whole new me. No longer am I a stay at home Mom. You have no idea how weird that feels, and how guilty I feel for not being here all the time. My youngest son Nolan is taking it very hard and every time he calls me begging me to pick him up from his Grandma's, my heart breaks. Am I causing some kind of lasting damage that I am not aware of. My Mother worked all the time and I hated it, which is a big part of why I stayed home with my kids all these years. I didn't want to miss out on getting to see them grow up, I didn't want someone else telling me stories about all of the wonderful things they did each day, I wanted to be there and see it for myself. Even though there were many times I wished I was at work, being a stay at home Mother is the hardest job in the world. Going to work is so much easier in comparison, so am I taking the easy way out? Does he understand that I am doing all of this for him so that he and his brother can have a better life? Can a 10 year old fully process that? The fact that my oldest son Xander is so content to stay with my mother is just as heartbreaking. Granted Nolan has always been a Mama's boy and Xander has always been close to his Grandma, which I always really liked. Now though that I don't get to see him as much I admit I do get a bit jealous every now and then. Can we as Moms ever really have it all? I don't know, but I will keep trying my best everyday, and hope that for now that is enough...

Silent Night

It's creeping up on 4 a.m. Sunday morning, and I can't sleep. It has been a rough couple of days. It started with Friday, which was the day from hell and I had one of those wonderful Mommy Meltdowns. Saturday was just crazy busy, my stepdaughter is with us this weekend and any time there is 3 kids instead of the usual 2, the hyper level gets bumped up to 120%. So right now I am just enjoying the quiet house, watching the movie that I want to watch and eating my red vines without kids and dogs begging for some to. It is quite peaceful. Nolan and Molly are asleep on the couch, looking so calm and innocent. Such a beautiful sight. I love to watch my kids sleep, I can't believe how fast they are growing up. It is a lil scary but also exciting. Part of me wishes they could of stayed little forever, in a blink of an eye their childhood is going to be over and they will be teenagers. It is heartbreaking for me, it has gone by so fast. I see so many kids trying so hard to grow up before they are ready, acting far beyond their age and watching their parents feed into it. Not me, I let my kids know everyday that they should cherish their childhood and I fight constantly to make sure they do. Because it is over so quickly and you never get it back, they have their whole lives to be adults. I know that childhood can be hell, kids are so mean to each other at that age but like I always tell my kids. Childhood is supposed to be hell, it is preparing you for life. Life just like childhood isn't fair, and most of the time it makes no sense, but it is all how you look at it that matters. Cherish each moment good and bad, because they are only there for a second and then they are gone forever. Embrace the good and learn from the bad. Now I need to take my own advice...

Molly VS. My Mac

So at night when I am done on with my MacBook I close it up and put the power adapter in my bag on the table. That seemed like a perfectly safe place for it. I was wrong, I didn't notice that Molly is now tall enough to get reach up on the table and pull my bag down, which she did. And she turned my power adapter into her latest chew toy, It might be the fact that Bobo constantly steals her bone, which she cherishes. You can't be mad, she is just a puppy. Bonus to the power cord chewing is that I needed a new one anyway, mine was working only when it wanted to and i got to buy it using my Business card so I can write it off. Yeah...

Do they know that Dad lives here too..

For some reason in my house all day and night all I hear is Mom, Mama, Mommy, Mom... For every predicament, grievance, ailment, every boredom dilemma, all damage control it's Mom. They automatically call out my name first. I have never heard them call out Dad, Daddy, Dad, Dad... Oh no, why ? Because they know Dad isn't gonna deal with it. Men are geniuses about getting out of doing stuff at home, and dealing with the kids when they are being crazy. Dad's know if you want them to fix something all they have to do is mess it up one time and we will make them stop. Ask them to do the dishes, they know if they do them wrong that as Mom we will automatically take over so it gets done right. When it comes to the kids, I think this applies more to stay at home moms because we are always and have always been there 24 hrs a day taking care of everything. So it is hard wired into their brain to come to Mom first for everything. I have tried to break my kids of this habit but it never seems to work. On those days where you have just had enough there is no easier way to drive you over the edge than the sound of Mom, Mommy, Mom, Mama, Mommy, MOM, MOM, MOM..... That sound just finds your spine and crawls up it into your brain until you just want to scream.. Do they not know that we heard them the first time, that if we do not jump up to their beckon call at that very moment then maybe we are busy.. The worst thing is, I used to do this to my own Mother and never understood why it made her so crazy, but thanks to the good ol curse she put on me when I had my first child, I know all to well why this made her crazy. Now every time it is done to me for a second I feel so guilty for ever doing it to her..