Calling all creative Minds

So don't ask how I got roped into helping and when I say helping, I mean Co-Director with our annual, ever so lovely Miss Richfield Pageant. First of all I never was in a pagaent nor do i know the slightest thing about them. So here is why I need your help. I need to come up with a great theme and some music to go with it. Any ideas? Well put on your thinking caps and give me ideas..anything would be great. Please i am begging you.

Monday, Monday

So I have a love/hate relationship with Mondays. I like a new start to the week but it's also my cleaning day. Here is how a typical Monday goes for me.

Wake up and get Connor off to school by 8:00
Come home, eat breakfast, throw in a load of laundry, do any leftover dishes.
8:30 - wake up Ellie...get her fed and ready for dance
9:00 - take Ellie to dance
come home and jump in the shower, change laundry
9:30 get Nate a lunch and off to work
10:00 go pick up my niece, take her to dance and pick up Ellie
Come home and this is my cleaning list
* change all the sheets on the beds
* vacuum and mop
* clean both bathrooms
* dust (every other week..I hate dusting)
Do the rest of the laundry between all these things (Mondays are my big laundry day..doing about 7 loads or so and then usually 4 more sometime during the week)
12:00 take Ellie to school
come home fix lunch for Sophie and me and finish cleaning
3:00 pick up kids from school
After that the kids either want to play with friends, Connor has had baseball practice. Then it's Dinner and home night. Baths and finally bed. Whew!


It's the same every week and some days I can get it done in a few hours. Other times it might take me all day. It makes for a slightly hectic day but I always love the feel of nice, clean, vacuumed home. And my house isn't that big which makes it easier. Not many people can vacuum their whole house without unplugging the vacuum. I can...it's kind of nice.

Sometimes I can't believe how crazy busy our lives get and I know, but don't want to admit that it will probably always be this busy. And of course I could simplify and not wash and change my sheets every week but I'm sort of weird that way. Who doesn't love fresh, clean sheets? So when Mondays come around and if you happen to be in the neighborhood, you can stop by and see a clean house. Any other day of the week and it's any body's guess.

Do you know what I think

Here's the thing...I'm not one to complain. I'm tough, I suck it up and usually deal with whatever. But here's the thing. Can my husband be pregnant for just one day??? One day, that's all I'm asking. Not even the whole 24 hours. I'd take a measly 8. Men! They just don't get it. And I'm not complaining about the pregnancy although I keep waiting to feel better. I've never been this sick for this long but I'm dealing. All I want is some understanding. I really don't even think Nate gets that I'm pregnant or maybe it's a man thing and he just doesn't know what to say or do. Hello..we've been married 10 years. I just need a "how you feeling today?" "let me put the laundry away" or "why don't you go rest" ...I'd take just about anything here.

Take for example, last night. Sophie wakes up in the middle of the night bawling cause she is "firsty" I ask Nate to go get her a drink. His response almost made me hit him. "Sophie go to sleep, I'm tired" Oh I was livid...she's crying and my excuse is that I'm prego and don't sleep that great. I give him another chance. He doesn't budge. So I am over dramatic (to make sure he gets how mad i am) ...throw the covers clear off and stomp downstairs. Come back, give Sophie her drink and proceed to loudly tell Nate that now he can get up early with Connor, fix him breakfast and a lunch and get him to school. Oh I was fuming. Then I just lay there so mad and he's off in la la land. Do I sound justified here or just crazy pregnant? Oh well I felt justified at the time.

I mean I really appreciate all of his hard work in providing for the family and I try to let him know that. He works really hard every day...but hey my job is no picnic either. I make sure I get his fav ice cream, do his laundry, make his lunches, reheat his dinner every night when he gets home at 10:00, and make sure we get some good lovin :) And all I really want is a kiss and a thanks. Maybe just a smidge of sympathy..that wouldn't hurt. Ahhh boys..the old cliche...can't live with 'em and I know I couldn't live without him. So I guess I'll keep him. And seeing as how I'm pretty darn close to perfect (LOL) I know he has no complaints about me. Isn't life grand!

And I just reread this lovely post and I'm pretty sure I'm close to crazy. Also you have to know how much I love this man. I mean we are in this forever. I don't mean to dis on him because he does help me a lot. Which I don't give him as much credit as he deserves..but wait where's my credit? Am I negating this entire post? Bottom line is, I am having a bad day, I love my husband most all of the time and I'm crazy, pregnant. The end.

"Producing like Bunnies"

That's right..the title of this post is "producing like bunnies" thanks to my brother Robbie who always has great, lame comments. So over this Easter weekend, we announced to our family that we are expecting a baby this October. That's right kids..it's number 4 for us. Anyways the comment from Robbie was that it was so fitting for us to announce it over Easter since we we were "producing like bunnies." Gotta love the single guy. So needless to say we are excited and I know things will just get more crazy but that's life right and I wouldn't have it any other way. These kids of mine bring me more purpose and love than I could ever imagine. So twelve weeks down and about a billion to go..not to mention all of the lovely weight gain. Ah the fun of it. So I guess now all I need is a floating baby countdown.

Frenu-WHAT

This morning bright and early, Nate and I headed to the hospital with Sophie for a Frenulectomy of the upper lip. Sounds so weird right? Your frenulum connects your upper lip to your gums and hers was attached to the very top of her front teeth. Some kids with a problematic one have a hard time eating or talking..not her so we never noticed it until a couple of weeks ago. So we made an appointment with the DR. and two weeks later, here we are. She was a trooper and did great. the whole procedure lasted a total of 15 minutes. So we are just chilling today but she is doing great and I think we'll make it to the volleyball Easter hunt. So a frenulectomy..kind of fun to say...we'll just chalk it up to another experience of parenthood and excitement in our lives. Wow we live on the edge...Sorry no pics this time..I know you all wanted to see it.