Mommy Gut
Posted: July 25, 2011 at 12:43 pm
свети минаПравославни икониSo I’ve officially gone “back to work”. For the last ten years I have worked as a contractor and it’s been great. Moving from project to project and usually working an average of 4-5 hours per week. I recently accepted a position to work part time in a virtual office. It’s the coolest thing – i work from home, we all communicate via email, phone and chat and I’ve never met anyone face to face. I will travel occasionally but most of my work can be done remotely, which is perfect. Not everyone can say they get to work in the their pajamas if they want to. 
I love what I do but I’m not going to explain it. It would probably bore most of you to tears and I refuse to put you through that. The kids have adjusted to having someone here watching them 20-25 hours per week and they are fine with it. We hired a part time nanny (which is really just another name for a babysitter who drives your kids places) and she was great to have around….for a while. It was nice having someone to drive the kids to and from school on my work days and to and from camps this summer. But we had to say goodbye to Ms. T last week.
Women’s intuition is a powerful thing, in my opinion, and it is not something I ignore. My “mommy gut” started going off and while it is possible I was wrong, it wasn’t a chance I was willing to take. I don’t think she’d ever intentionally hurt the kids or put them in danger but I do feel strongly that she lied to me about where she and Matthew were going to go. And that is just NOT OKAY with me. Number 1, don’t lie to me. Number 2, NEVER lie about what you are doing with my child. and Number 3, DO NOT LIE TO ME!!!
I wasn’t able to catch her in a lie but I knew in my gut that she was lying. My best guess is that she was planning to take him with her back to her house and that is also not okay with me. Because I have never been to her house…because I don’t know the people she hangs out with…because I don’t know her 9 and 12 year old sons….because I don’t know her boyfriend, who works nights and is home during the day. Bottom line, when I say “don’t” with regard to my child it simply means “do not”. I know she didn’t end up going anywhere else but I’m pretty sure it is because I pressed her a bit about where they were going. She was taking him to McDonald’s to play and I confirmed with her which restaurant she’d be going to. She knew I was suspicious. Anyway, she was at the McDonald’s because I checked and God help her if she hadn’t have been there.
At the end of the day, if I felt it necessary to check up on her then she shouldn’t be watching my kids. Period.
Oh, and then there was the time she called Carter a liar. Granted, he was lying to her but still… you don’t call a 7 year old a liar. Oh, and then she lied to me about it. And I know she said it because Carter repeated it verbatim and it was definitely her wording. Anyway…. sigh. it’s hard to find people you can really trust to take care of your kids. I’m back to younger babysitters but i’m more comfortable with it.
Everyone makes mistakes and deserves second chances. But not with my kids.
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Redneck Pride
Posted: July 10, 2011 at 3:56 pm
The other day I was getting ready to take a bath. Wait. I have to give you a little background information.
Our bedroom door does not lock. (another 10 year project) Instead of locking it, we use a baby gate on the inside so if someone opens the door, they only get it open a few inches. BAsically, it buys us time to realize someone is going to come in. Not that we’d be doing anything …… nevermind.
So I’m getting ready to take bath and have already secured the “lock” on my door. Suddenly, I hear screaming and hollering, which is not unusual in my house but this time it was Big Daddy-O doing the yelling. He comes busting through the door and I think someone must be dying. And then I begin to understand what he is saying, “I’M ON THE INTERNET!!! IM ON THE INTERNET! I’M ON THE INTERNET!” huh?
We were watching Monster Truck Youtube clips on my Ipad with the kids and they kept it up after I left. Daddy-o was clicking on the links that show up on the side, you know… suggesting videos to watch. On in particular caught his eye; it should come as no surprise to anyone that it was called “Redneck Pride”.
It’s funny enough that he chose that one to watch, but it is freaking HYSTERICAL that HIS PICTURE was one of the pictures highlighted in the video. Seriously. No lie. I can only imagine the only way it got there was the owner/maker/whateverer googled “redneck” and came across my blog. Scary.
This video was just a series of photos and he was the 6th photo. So, not only does my husband have his picture in Redneck Pride, his picture is in the top ten. Now that’s what I call the REdneck Hall of Fame. Daddy-o was so incredibly proud and wanted me to post it on Facebook and email all our friends. He even wanted me to submit more pictures.
Sigh. I love that redneck of mine.
Procrastinators Anonymous
Posted: December 1, 2009 at 6:12 am
Hello. My name is Ebenezer and I am a procrastinator. I want to tell you my story but I think I’ll wait until next week’s meeting.
I’ve finally found the root of my writer’s block. It’s not inspiration or motivation. It’s not lack of something to say – let’s face it, NOT having something to say has NEVER been an issue for me. It’s procrastination. I keep putting it off.
Today I was thinking about all of the things on my “to do list” I’ve been putting off. I decided to make a list in hopes of actually crossing something off but then decided to do it later. Seriously. I swear. I even laughed at myself as I closed my laptop and moved on to something else.
I have lots more to say and lots I want to write about.
Maybe tomorrow?
back by unpopular demand
Posted: November 22, 2009 at 12:14 am
So I got an email from a friend the other day asking me why the posting stopped. I can sum that up in two words:
I’m lazy.
or maybe:
I’m busy.
or maybe:
I’m uninspired.
or maybe:
…. nope. I’m just lazy.
It’s sad how many times a week I file away a thought or story I want to write about. If only I could find the key to unlock that filing cabinet in my brain. By the time I get to have some “alone time” with my laptop. Oh dear. Did I really just say, “alone time” followed by “with my laptop”? I really need to get out more. Anyway, I’m usually just too tired to make any sense. Take this post as an example.
Transition
Posted: October 8, 2009 at 12:10 pm
I’ve figured out why it’s been such a chore for me to post this past year. I started this blog to document our journey to a family through foster care adoption. That chapter has come and gone and I just don’t have much to say about it anymore. I’ve considered starting a new blog but I hate to do that, too.
Now I’m left with wondering what to write about. Day to day family life and parenting. Fitness. (who would have thought THAT would EVER be a topic I’d know anything about! So I’m kinda stuck with a hodge podge of boring posts about nothing at all.
The problem is that I love to write. The bigger problem is I have nothing to write about.
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Name Change
Posted: October 5, 2009 at 3:01 pm
I’ll soon be changing all the names associated with my blog – we’ll all be given a new identity just to add another degree of security. A quick google search of all three of my kids’ names will pull this blog up quickly and that’s just not smart. So watch for new names to appear and try not to get confused.
Our Adoption Story
Posted: September 27, 2009 at 4:19 pm
I’ve been working diligently to change the layout of my blog and clean things up a bit. I finally figured out how to put things in chronological order – you may have noticed a new link to the left. When you click on it, it will display all of the posts regarding our adoption process from beginning to end! So exciting, I know. It’s just such a pain to have to read it all in reverse chronological order.
Still not finished with the editing of it all – picture links at the top don’t all work but I’ll get around to it eventually.
Phew!
Posted: September 1, 2009 at 5:52 pm
In the process of redesigning my site I decided it was time to reorganize and clean house a little. At one point I lost the names of all my categories and after about 5 hours I have corrected it. One can now actually select a category from the dropdown menu and know what to expect. Go me.
That can be found on the Archives page.
And now for the fun part. I only have 1160 posts to go back and add categories to. Holy Crap. Here’s hoping I remember to add them when I post from now on.
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Anyone want a purse?
Posted: June 28, 2008 at 5:52 pm
I’m cleaning out the old office and as some of you already know, I have an addiction to purses. It’s time for me to give up most of the collection so I’m giving one away here that I’ve never even used. It still has plastic on the handles. The purse has on zipper pouch on the inside and comes with a medium sized coin purse. So, if you want it, just leave a comment and I’ll put your name in a hat. I’ll draw a name eventually and then mail it to you when I get to the post office. (along with your book, Judy.)
Oh, and I should mention that although it looks like Coach and smells like Coach, it is definitely not Coach. It is a good knockoff, though, from Chinatown in NYC.
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Puking Pineapples
Posted: June 8, 2008 at 4:58 am
We ate at Chili’s tonight and Carter and Gracey shared some pineapples. Carter wasn’t hungry and did not touch his cheeseburger, but he downed half a bowl of pineapples. Gracey ate most of a corn dog and the other half of the pineapples.
Pineapples and Dr. Pepper puke is not pretty. Corn dog puke is not pretty either.
Husbands who handle puke clean up are very pretty.
Sweet little girls who puke and then say, “dat’s yucky” are very cute.
Stepping in puke is not cute.
Little boys managing to grab the “can” and get most of the puke in it are wonderful.
Smelling pineapple puke…not so wonderful.
Praying puke fest 08 is over.