Friday, March 31, 2006

Sleeping Moron..

I felt like such a chump today.. How would you feel, if you went to pick up your child at the babysitters, and there is the woman which you pay, entrust and count on, asleep on the couch! That's what happened to me today.. and yes, I was the loser asleep on the couch..
Let me back up a bit though, it sounds really awful if I just leave it like that.. My niece was upstairs napping (we were both pretty beat!) I of course had the monitor on, and my boys were playing right next to me. I must have dozed for 5 minutes, when I wake up realizing that something had happened.. that someone was in my house. My brother in law is in my living room, looking for his daughter! I felt like such an ass! He went upstairs to get her, and I realized that he was an hour early.. I wasn't expecting him til later, and I definitely would have made sure the pillow marks were gone! I'm hoping that he's sympathetic to the fact that I'm carrying twins, and that staying awake for 12 straight hours, just hasn't been possible. Oh, and in my defense, I've NEVER fallen asleep when she's awake.. I'm not that horrible!! I'm so glad that today is Friday, and that if I fall asleep tomorrow on the couch, no one but my husband is going to witness it!

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Transformers..more than meets the eye..

This is what my boys have dived into this month. They are all "into" the Transformers.. and quite frankly, it's driving me crazy. I think they're fun toys for them, and are quite good for their fine motor skills- if in fact they did any of the transforming themselves. My oldest one can do his on his own for the most part. But the little one.. ugh, he's constantly bringing them over to me to transform, and some of them aren't so easy. My husband can do them with little effort, but not me.. And if my youngest is having a bad day, or a "moment" then he can be quite demanding with the transformers, crying if I don't change them back and forth every two seconds.. he was like that today. And did I mention how expensive some of them are? And how hard they are to find, specific ones anyway..
However, I'm looking ahead to all the girl toys that are going to be in my house in the near future. I'm not a girly girl by any means, but I can't wait to get dolls for my girls, and have tea parties.. I never did that when I was a kid.. I was a total tomboy, and the idea of having dolls and girly things just repulsed me.. When I was 5, I made everyone call me Eric, and asked my mom how I could get one of those "peanuckle" things.. Who knows.. maybe my girls will be the same way.. but I'm keeping them away from those friggin transformers!!

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Let's panic!

For a few weeks now, my oldest son has been getting quite a few bloody noses. It started with just one in a week, and now it's more like several. When he got off the bus yesterday, the first thing I noticed was his face all covered in blood.. The bus driver quickly pointed out it was from his nose (and not some horrible kindergarten tumble..) Needless to say, I feel terrible for him. He hasn't seemed too bothered by it. We've been using the humidifier in his room, and have been putting vaseline up his nose to help give him some moisture up there (I hate the word moist by the way, ick.. it just has such a nasty sound to it) Anyway.. back to my kid.. It would appear that nothing is working.. I'm thinking once the warmer, less dry weather comes around, we'll be fine.. But last night, he had another one, and this has sent my poor husband into a frenzy. Or at least it did this morning when I find him at 6:30 am on line looking up nose bleeds. Now, who doesn't know that you can find a wealth of information on line.. it's fabulous right? Well, except when that wealth of knowledge is put into the hands of someone with a neurotic imagination, and a huge tendency to panic. Leukemia.. That's what it could indicate. Of course, I remain calm, even though I hate when he does this. But there I go, I reassure him that our son doesn't have leukemia, that if in fact he did, he wouldn't be as healthy as he is, and nose bleeds would be the least of our concern. But to ease this poor man's mind, I agreed to call his pediatrician and speak with a nurse. This was really all he wanted.
Of course the nurse, who was very sweet, told me that it's quite common for some people to be prone to nose bleeds, especially around this time of year. We should only be concerned if we can't control the bleeding (which never happens, they generally last no longer than a minute) And as far as the leukemia goes (of course I had to mention it, my husband wouldn't have been satisfied if I didn't) She said that only if he starts getting a lot of bruising, should we worry. Ahh.. now my poor husband can sleep, and know that his son is ok.. he's just got a very common issue that afflict more people than we probably know about.. As far as my husbands issues.. let's just say he's got more than Newsweek!! haha honey, I love you in case you're reading this!! Our issues make us so much more interesting, don't ya think?? :)

Potty Party

Today we had a momentous event at my house. My youngest took his first poop on the toilet! Sure, he was half way through it when I realized what was going on. But the important part is that when I asked him if he wanted to finish on the potty, his little eyes lit up, and he eagerly ran to the bathroom where he finished his business! I was so proud of him!
When my oldest son first dropped his kids off, we had a "Potty Party" for him. We invited the grandparents over, I made a cake, and he got a couple of presents. This time however, a potty party seems a little over the top (I don't know why it didn't before!) But my youngest is perfectly content with getting a Happy Meal when his brother comes home from school. I'm thrilled that he's started this. I'll be even more thrilled if come this summer, I'm only changing 2 diapers instead of 3!

Thursday, March 23, 2006


I don't suspect that I'm the only loser watching American Idol.. but I have to say thank God that that little nerdy kid Kevin Covais has been ousted. He had a terrible lispy voice, and it just drove me crazy.. There, I've said my peace..

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Hooray for indoor plumbing!!!

I had my ultrasound this morning.. and we're having 2 girls! My husband is elated.. and I'm thrilled to even out the numbers at our house!! :)

Monday, March 20, 2006

Zit face, and the karmic fart..

Pregnancy does a lot of messed up things to a woman. There's the wonderful constipation, back pain, heartburn, nausea, loss of bladder control, swelling (everywhere) and a fabulous looking complexion. I've never encountered issues with my face before in my other pregnancies, of course I've never been pregnant with twins before, so I get double the pleasure of these life altering side effects.
Recently, my face has become a bit blochy and almost pimply looking. It's quite attractive. Well, yesterday I told my sister about this and asked her what she thought. We were both working over the weekend, with everyone else in our office doing an extremely huge conversion in our computer system. She merely said she had noticed and that it had to be related to pregnancy/hormones.. So, later, as I'm getting ready to leave, I asked her what time she would be by in the morning with little miss. She said "8:00 Zit Face" and apparently, she got quite a kick out of her self and started roaring with laughter. Just then, the most delicate little air biscuit escaped out of her backside.. which sent me into a fit of the giggles, and then right into the bathroom (my bladder is no where near what it used to be, and with 2 babies hanging out on it.. I can't even sneeze without having to run to the john)
So, there it is.. you give a pregnant lady shit about her poor zitty complexion, then karma is going to come back and suck a fart so sweet out of you.. in front of all your co-workers! haha!!

Thursday, March 16, 2006

I am officially the laziest mother on the planet. My youngest just crapped in his last diaper, and I told him he's going to have to wear underwear.. He's actually excited about that.. What makes me so lazy is that I knew getting up this morning that we only had one diaper left, so I was planning on going out and stocking up.. but then my niece got tired..and I knew if she napped, then I could plant my ass on my favorite place (the couch) and rest. If I didn't know any better I'd think I was in my first trimester again.. But now I can't go out because I have to get my other son off the bus soon.. So, in a pair of underwear he'll go! This could be a disaster.. or maybe the start of something wonderful!! We'll see!!

That's wickety wickety wack!

This is my oldest son's newest expression.. "How was school today?" "Wickety Wickety Wack" Yea, we're lovin this.. He's had 2 bloody noses recently, one in school which sent him to the nurse.. that wasn't so wickety.. but getting a humidifier in his room, and vaseline up his nose was just plain wack!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

When your past catches up with you..

I wish I had never gone to college. I never earned a degree, I just spent 2 years in Northern NH drinking and doing other assorted illegal things.. Anyway, I've owed the government several thousands of dollars for about 15 years now. I kind of assumed that they had forgotten about me, since they've made no effort to contact me in over a decade.. That is, until this morning. We've been getting an Ohio number on our caller id for a couple of weeks now. I ignored it, thinking it must have been telemarketers.. or some college for my nephew (he's been doing a lot of on-line investigating into schools, which only makes the phone ring constantly) Anyway, after the 4th call this morning, I decided to bite the bullet, and tell whoever it was to stop calling.. I was caught off guard when they asked for me, in my maiden name. I knew right then that I had to deal with this. Ugh..
I'll keep it short.. we've set up a payment plan, that we can barely afford, and after a lot of back and forth between the collector and the dept. of education, and me breaking down into tears, the call was finished. My husband is going to be so happy when he comes home and hears that we have yet another payment.. he's stressed out enough about the twins coming.. but I had to take care of it. It really sucks that I've waited this long.. it's pretty stupid.. but like I said, I really thought they had just written it off.. isn't the government into doing that?? Just forgetting debts?? hah!

Monday, March 06, 2006

A little cooperation would be nice..

I had my ultrasound.. one baby (we'll call it baby A) did not want to cooperate and show us it's goods.. so we're at a bit of a loss on that one.. But baby B was all spread eagle, and although it's rather early to know for certain, my doctor thought she saw a hamburger.. And what would a hamburger be?? Well, girl parts no duh!! So, yeah,!!! It looks like at least one of them is a girl.. Now this could all change, say if out of this hamburger dropped a hot dog.. But I'll know more about that when I have my level 2 ultrasound in 2 weeks. Right now, I'm just feeling all girly.. and trying to imagine what life with a baby girl in the house will mean.. My husband was grinning ear to ear.. He's wanted a girl forever, so this might be an answer to his dreams!!
On another note, the meeting at my son's school went really well. We met with a team of therapists and went over what has been going on with my son. It basically came down to testing him in his speech and auditory skills. He's had hearing tests which he's passed just fine, and the speech issue is something we've known about, and honestly aren't that concerned about, he's made some great strides in that area. I don't think they're going to find any sort of learning disability, and in fact, his teacher was saying that lately he's been coming out of his shell and being more involved in the classroom. I think a lot of what has been going on with him is that he's a quiet, shy boy who needs time to feel comfortable in a new environment. He's the type of kid who likes to watch everything around him and soak it in. I think he's now feeling like he can participate.. so what if it took him a little while.. I'm convinced that he's going to be deemed a genius.. and may just skip first and second grade and go right to 3rd!!!

It's Going To Be A Long Ass Day..

I'm having a meeting today with my son's teacher, and the special ed. department at his school. I'm so confused, and quite frankly, annoyed. Way back in November we were told that my son may need some testing, for a possible learning disability. Then we spoke with his teacher, and no further testing would be required.. Then we get a note requesting another meeting, and his teacher thinks that he may have some processing issues. Ugh..I think she has a few issues of her own at this point. We were pretty floored.. I don't know what happened between the time that she thought he was fine, to now, when she thinks he has "issues". But whatever, we're going ahead with what they recommend because we would hate to be wrong and find a problem down the road. However, I don't think there is a problem (and I'm not just saying this because I'm his mother) I'm sure they're going to find that he's just a normal 5 year old who is learning perfectly well. I'm even more annoyed at the fact that it's March, and how much time are they going to have to determine if there's a problem or not?? It's so frustrating. His teacher has already discussed with us the possibility of him staying back. She says it's a "free year" a "gift" I'm not sure I see it that way. No matter what, he's always going to know that he stayed back. Sure he wouldn't care at this point, not like he would if he were older.. but I just don't know if that's going to be necessary. It's absolutely ridiculous what they expect these kids to know in kindergarten!
Ok, but on another note.. I have another ultrasound today.. I'm 16 weeks.. and there's a chance we might find out what I'm carrying.. I've been waiting for this day since I first found out that I was pregnant. I'm going to be happy with whatever we find out.. (unless it's nothing- if they're not cooperating) I'd be ok with 4 boys.. 4 boys who love their mom to death, who could never find anyone to live up to what I've been to them all their lives.. sounds healthy huh? I could handle two girls too!! Or a nice mix.. 1 of each!! Anyway, I'll be posting later I'm sure.. :)

Thursday, March 02, 2006

This is charming..

My two year old is hard to understand most times.. but he's got two words down so well, that you'd have to be deaf not to know what he's said.. "poopy diarrhea" Yea, isn't that cute. It's now become a catch phrase in our house.. In fact, he's taken it to new levels.. When he says thanks for something.. he thinks it's so cute to add "poopy" at the end of it. "thanks poopy"
He's going to be my little prince charming.. ya think??

Wednesday, March 01, 2006


I've been thinking a lot lately about being a twin.. and what it's meant to me growing up, and even as an adult. I'm extremely close to my twin, we're best friends. When someone tells me something and says "don't tell anyone, not even your sister" That is like telling me not to breath. It's just the kind of relationship we have.
Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about what kind of twins we are.. identical, or fraternal, or even my mother's theory "mirror" (being total opposites- she's a lefty, I'm a righty, glasses/no glasses..yada yada) My entire life, I've never known. And quite frankly, I'm getting sick of the story as to why I don't know.. "well, you see, they threw the placenta away before examining it to find out what we were.." ugh, do you know how many times I've retold that fucking story? No matter who you tell that you're a twin, they are going to ask what kind of twin you are. So, I've done a bit of research, and there's actually DNA testing that can answer this once and for all. Of course I've known about this for some years, but it hasn't really become an issue with me, that is until I became pregnant with my own twins... now, I'm thinking, I just have to know.. What am I?? Does this sound a bit over dramatic? My husband certainly thought so when I mentioned it to him. He doesn't see why I should really care about it. It doesn't change my relationship with my sister, and it doesn't change who I am. Well, I know that, but it is a part of who I am.. whether anyone thinks it's significant or not. The bottom line is that he doesn't want to spend the money on it.. It's $150, and my sister and I would split it. I think that's a fair price to pay to finally to be able to stop telling that stupid story. No one wants to hear about your placenta, ya know?? Oh, my other option, is my dad's theory which he shared with me this past Christmas eve.. The Black Market! Yup, apparently back in the 70's twin placentas were a hot commodity and he believes that our placenta was stolen and sold (for what? I have no idea) You know, I think at this point, I'd pay in sexual favors, blood.. whatever it took.. We're doing this test!!!!!