So here I am yet another day taking the kids out of school to have another exciting moment in their small lives.
I have chosen to take them out of school today because McQueen in on tour to promote his new movie. Cars 2! Now to some parents and kids this not a big thing, but to my Chase and Hayden to meet the real deal it is a big event in their lives. Something that they will remember for a while, even it is only for a year it is still the simple pleasures I can give them in life.
Now here is the debate that plays in my mind. There is no issue for Chase as he is in Jk and doing quite well even though it is only 2 hours a day. But then there is Hayden who is still struggling to try and remember the simple things like ABC's. Should I be taking him out of school when he obviously so desperately needs it?
Hayden is stressed out in school and trying desperately to still try and fit in and catch up to the level that the rest of his peers maybe at.
I personally think that my little man suffers from retentions issues and the school is finally pushing it, with only two and half months left of school. YEAH principal. It is only being forced because of the teacher.
So the debate continues about whether it being a good or a bad thing for him to be pulled from school or am I creating a bad habit with him. Meaning will he expect it later?
Here is my small analogy of what I think this may do to Hayden. Yes, he maybe missing out on some very important steps and he may have to struggle a little harder to keep up. (Of, course with momma by his side guiding his way) But if he is already stressed, suffering from low self esteem and anxiety (yes, to the point that he breaks down in class because of his stress level) do you not think that this is actually beneficial to him?
Putting that beautiful smile back on his face, adding excitement where every other day he has a cloud over his head because he is frustrated.
I never really had my mom pull me out of school and do this type of stuff for me. Not that there was a lot to do back then. But I don't think I wanted to stay home either. I am just hoping that I am offering that light for him to shine, be happy and create those childhood memories that I never had.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Just a simple meal everynow and then
SO last night I was pooped, bored and really did not feel like making a big meal.
Why can't I feel that way and just make macaroni with tomatoe soup? The kids like it, I like it, but John hates it. But sometimes it is a nice comfort food. Nothing fancy but definetely yummy. To me and the kids that is.
Every time I go to make this meal. John hates it, goes out and buys a sub or something different for supper.
Last night he once again got the keys and went to the grocery store to make a spaghetti sauce. As he is walking outside I asked him "why can't we just have a poor mans meal?!" He then looks at me and says if I am too tired to cook, just let him know and we will make supper. (yes, that is sweet but not the point)
Instead of arguing I just stay quiet. That is not the point of being too tired, sometimes I just want to eat the damn food! Macaroni mixed with tomatoe soup!!!!!!
I don't get it, since when did we get to appoint in life that your just not happy that some one made you something. Eat it!!
Bah!
Why can't I feel that way and just make macaroni with tomatoe soup? The kids like it, I like it, but John hates it. But sometimes it is a nice comfort food. Nothing fancy but definetely yummy. To me and the kids that is.
Every time I go to make this meal. John hates it, goes out and buys a sub or something different for supper.
Last night he once again got the keys and went to the grocery store to make a spaghetti sauce. As he is walking outside I asked him "why can't we just have a poor mans meal?!" He then looks at me and says if I am too tired to cook, just let him know and we will make supper. (yes, that is sweet but not the point)
Instead of arguing I just stay quiet. That is not the point of being too tired, sometimes I just want to eat the damn food! Macaroni mixed with tomatoe soup!!!!!!
I don't get it, since when did we get to appoint in life that your just not happy that some one made you something. Eat it!!
Bah!
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
spooky, creepy...insightful! Just one of the MB experiences
Ok! So I did my vent about the whole frusteration of friendship that I went through. And thanks to those who understood and sorry for those I may have offended.
But here is one of the episodes I had during my March Break that really resinates with me.
One of my friends said that they think they have spirits, ghosts whatever is in thier house. I DO believe in this stuff and believe that some can be quite the evil, and others very protective or friendly. She has told me about her children waking through the night at almost the exact time with what seemed to be night terrors.
So one night as I am drifting off to sleep these kids pass through my mind and in my quiet slumber I speak to myself (inside my head of course) who or whatever it is that is bothering the children please let them be and have a peaceful nights sleep.
Not long after, I had a vision of this dark thing hovering over the kids while they were sleeping and it looked in my direction.
I was overwhelmed with an intense feeling of FEAR!!! It was so overwhelming it made my breathing become heavy and I felt like I wanted to scream. So being as I am I thought "open your eyes Denise it is just a dream". So I DID open my eyes, and there I lie with a grip of fear and complete darkness.
Now to get the full understanding of this, in the bedroom where I was sleeping with the two girls there is a large window. And it does not have curtains but a beautiful night view of trees and the light shining from the moon.
So back the what I was going through~
I had opened my eyes, only to find complete darkness I forced myself to focus on the window so I could see the light of the moon, but there was no light from the moon. Nothing just darkness and that awful feeling of fear.
I shut my eyes again, and begged whatever it was to please leave. And at the same time try and calm myself. I opened my eyes and there was the window, the trees and the light from the moon.
Now this gets better!
The next morning I tell my GF of the experience I had that night, and as soon as I told her I knew she must have had the same.
She said that she was lying in bed and had this overwhelming feeling of darkness overcome her. She knew it was something dark so she lied in bed covers brought right up to her and squeezed her eyes shut with FEAR. Because she said that she knew it was not nice and no matter what she asked it to leave and refused to open her eyes, it then too left her.
A few nights later the feeling returned again, it was so overwhelming that I opened my eyes to complete darkness with the urge to scream. Best part is I tried to scream but I felt like I was being smothered....I struggled only to be released and to let out a small wimper. And able to see the trees, the window and the light from the moon again.
So a few nights later we are playing the Kinect on the Xbox and it takes pictures of your actions. There were two pictures in question which we still to this day do not know who was in the background of the picture. The day after the picture was taken I was finally able to sleep with out the feeling of it's presence or it returning.
Although to this day I push the thoughts far from my head in fear that I may call it back to me. And that is not something I want or welcome.
Now you be the judge of what you read! I know what I felt and saw. I have never felt that way before. I do not wish that feeling on anyone.
And this was number two of my March Break adventures ;)
But here is one of the episodes I had during my March Break that really resinates with me.
One of my friends said that they think they have spirits, ghosts whatever is in thier house. I DO believe in this stuff and believe that some can be quite the evil, and others very protective or friendly. She has told me about her children waking through the night at almost the exact time with what seemed to be night terrors.
So one night as I am drifting off to sleep these kids pass through my mind and in my quiet slumber I speak to myself (inside my head of course) who or whatever it is that is bothering the children please let them be and have a peaceful nights sleep.
Not long after, I had a vision of this dark thing hovering over the kids while they were sleeping and it looked in my direction.
I was overwhelmed with an intense feeling of FEAR!!! It was so overwhelming it made my breathing become heavy and I felt like I wanted to scream. So being as I am I thought "open your eyes Denise it is just a dream". So I DID open my eyes, and there I lie with a grip of fear and complete darkness.
Now to get the full understanding of this, in the bedroom where I was sleeping with the two girls there is a large window. And it does not have curtains but a beautiful night view of trees and the light shining from the moon.
So back the what I was going through~
I had opened my eyes, only to find complete darkness I forced myself to focus on the window so I could see the light of the moon, but there was no light from the moon. Nothing just darkness and that awful feeling of fear.
I shut my eyes again, and begged whatever it was to please leave. And at the same time try and calm myself. I opened my eyes and there was the window, the trees and the light from the moon.
Now this gets better!
The next morning I tell my GF of the experience I had that night, and as soon as I told her I knew she must have had the same.
She said that she was lying in bed and had this overwhelming feeling of darkness overcome her. She knew it was something dark so she lied in bed covers brought right up to her and squeezed her eyes shut with FEAR. Because she said that she knew it was not nice and no matter what she asked it to leave and refused to open her eyes, it then too left her.
A few nights later the feeling returned again, it was so overwhelming that I opened my eyes to complete darkness with the urge to scream. Best part is I tried to scream but I felt like I was being smothered....I struggled only to be released and to let out a small wimper. And able to see the trees, the window and the light from the moon again.
So a few nights later we are playing the Kinect on the Xbox and it takes pictures of your actions. There were two pictures in question which we still to this day do not know who was in the background of the picture. The day after the picture was taken I was finally able to sleep with out the feeling of it's presence or it returning.
Although to this day I push the thoughts far from my head in fear that I may call it back to me. And that is not something I want or welcome.
Now you be the judge of what you read! I know what I felt and saw. I have never felt that way before. I do not wish that feeling on anyone.
And this was number two of my March Break adventures ;)
Sunday, April 3, 2011
friendships???!!!!
So I have had my license since October with not much driving experience since I got here in Brampton. With the experience I did get it was enough to get my courage up to take the 6 plus hours to drive back home with my kidlets alone. As hubby had to work and like hell I was going to spend my march break in this basement apartment!
So packed up and ready to go we hit the road. We made the ride in record time with out incident other then Theia being sick, which I thought was car sickness, yeah right too good to be true!
We arrived at my girlfriends house as planned with Theia being ill but we thought it was due to the ride. Then only to recieve a call not a few hours later to be informed that there was three feet of water in my basement....sigh!
Soo what am I to do. Take off to the house and visit with another dear friend and try and get things in order as to what I should be doing regarding my basement and try to fit in a visit with my kids and hers.
I then try and get in a visit with my df only to have Theia and Chase spend the whole day and night puking. It was soo bad that I took Theia and Chase to the hospital to make sure all was ok. In the mean time during this March Break I get a visit in with my parents and have plans to have my tire fixed. So here we are visiting as many people as we can get in with Theia basically listless and Chase bouncing off walls. I decide this was not a March Break I intended so I take another week off.
Wow that was worth it, spent the week getting my vehicle fixed and spending some time with some friends that I have not seen since Christmas. Only to have one GF cuss me out and basically come down on me because I did not spend enough time with her....Ummmmmm have you not read how my week went!!!
Friendship to me is something that you love and adore and take with everything that you have. I feel that when you develope a friendship it should be unconditional and I am blessed to have that with a few of my friends are the few I do have are from highschool. They understand that life gets busy or altered.
Take for instance my GF Tammy; she makes a trip down from BC I have every intention to see her and visit with her but it did not pan out. Does she call me awful names NO she understands my life and does not judge me. Then there is Trish who I have EVERY intention of seeing but it never works out. Does she get ticked and proceed to call me names and hang the phone up on me NO, because she can see life some times is hard.
But this one! Wow!!!! I am floored I never expected to be judged or layed blame for not seeing her. It was absolutely manipulative on her part to speak with me in the way that she did and continue to blame me. Um Holy Gosh did you not understand that my kids were sick and that I needed to get my van fisxed or were you so wrapped up in your world that you did not have enough empathy to understand what I was going through. YES!!!!!!! I appreciated all that you did for me while I was away but I did not know that I was OBLIGATED to be by your every side with no comprehension as how I may be feeling with all these kids, the flood and the vehicle.
Ok, now that that vent is over with. I was ever so grateful to my GF that I did stay at and happy that she was as gracous and she was to allow me to do the things I need to do and go where I needed to go to get the things done that I needed to get done.
I am now back in Brampton with my Freyja and her three kittens and it is nice to be back but sad at the same time.
The sun i shining and beautiful and I am in this damn BASEMENT apartment. But I WILL make the best of it for my kids and myself as best as I can!!! Because that is What Denise Does.
Thanks for all who took the time to read my vent,,,,,lol
Off to a better post tomorrow
So packed up and ready to go we hit the road. We made the ride in record time with out incident other then Theia being sick, which I thought was car sickness, yeah right too good to be true!
We arrived at my girlfriends house as planned with Theia being ill but we thought it was due to the ride. Then only to recieve a call not a few hours later to be informed that there was three feet of water in my basement....sigh!
Soo what am I to do. Take off to the house and visit with another dear friend and try and get things in order as to what I should be doing regarding my basement and try to fit in a visit with my kids and hers.
I then try and get in a visit with my df only to have Theia and Chase spend the whole day and night puking. It was soo bad that I took Theia and Chase to the hospital to make sure all was ok. In the mean time during this March Break I get a visit in with my parents and have plans to have my tire fixed. So here we are visiting as many people as we can get in with Theia basically listless and Chase bouncing off walls. I decide this was not a March Break I intended so I take another week off.
Wow that was worth it, spent the week getting my vehicle fixed and spending some time with some friends that I have not seen since Christmas. Only to have one GF cuss me out and basically come down on me because I did not spend enough time with her....Ummmmmm have you not read how my week went!!!
Friendship to me is something that you love and adore and take with everything that you have. I feel that when you develope a friendship it should be unconditional and I am blessed to have that with a few of my friends are the few I do have are from highschool. They understand that life gets busy or altered.
Take for instance my GF Tammy; she makes a trip down from BC I have every intention to see her and visit with her but it did not pan out. Does she call me awful names NO she understands my life and does not judge me. Then there is Trish who I have EVERY intention of seeing but it never works out. Does she get ticked and proceed to call me names and hang the phone up on me NO, because she can see life some times is hard.
But this one! Wow!!!! I am floored I never expected to be judged or layed blame for not seeing her. It was absolutely manipulative on her part to speak with me in the way that she did and continue to blame me. Um Holy Gosh did you not understand that my kids were sick and that I needed to get my van fisxed or were you so wrapped up in your world that you did not have enough empathy to understand what I was going through. YES!!!!!!! I appreciated all that you did for me while I was away but I did not know that I was OBLIGATED to be by your every side with no comprehension as how I may be feeling with all these kids, the flood and the vehicle.
Ok, now that that vent is over with. I was ever so grateful to my GF that I did stay at and happy that she was as gracous and she was to allow me to do the things I need to do and go where I needed to go to get the things done that I needed to get done.
I am now back in Brampton with my Freyja and her three kittens and it is nice to be back but sad at the same time.
The sun i shining and beautiful and I am in this damn BASEMENT apartment. But I WILL make the best of it for my kids and myself as best as I can!!! Because that is What Denise Does.
Thanks for all who took the time to read my vent,,,,,lol
Off to a better post tomorrow
Thursday, February 3, 2011
You wake up cranky because you're tired .... ummm
Ok so here it is, do you ever feel like just freaking out or loosing it on the one that you love, sleep beside and had children with?
I do and did want to sooo bad this morning. LAtely that is all I am hearing about is how tired he is and because of it he is a CRANK in the morning. Yes, I do understand that some times the kids have a way of making it worse especially with the whining and fighting first thing in the morning BUT REALLY!
LAst night at 4am I woke him up to go deal with Chase because he was crying for me but I was not able to go because I was nursing Theia. So he gets up only to find out Chase has wet the bed...sigh. Luckily though he dealt with it calm and was able to send Chase back to bed after changing the sheets and what not.
This I get, it is a disruptive sleep.
Now here is my disruptive sleep. I went to bed at 9:30 was not able to fall to sleep until after ten because of the running around the upstairs people were doing.
11:08 I am woken by Theia, brought her in to bed, nursed her for about 20 minutes and then back to bed she went.
Close to 2am she wakes up again. Bringing her into bed, nurse her and choose not to bring her back to her bed because I am too damn tired.
4am nurse again, disrupted continually by her sleeping because she has now developed the cold that Hayden has...sigh.
6:08 Theia wakes up...nurse her again because I am tooo damn tired to get out bed so I prolong it with a cuddle and a nursing.
6:13 Daddy gets out of bed, turns on tv and has a nice quiet shower. Comes into the room and complains about how tired he is, lack of sleep and grumpy he is. As he is barking at me!
Meanwhile I am lucky if I get a shower a DAY, and in peace for that matter. A full nights sleep is a no no for me and sleeping in for that matter. I am lucky if I can catch a cat nap in the afternoon for 30 minutes before I ahve to go get Hayden from school. The list is ending.
But yet, every morning no word of a lie I get up feeling happy, exhausted to the point of tears. But happy...and as the morning progress that is to be determined if it will continue to be happy. But I try!
7 years of no sleep and I still wake up happy...I may not say "Goodmorning" as John likes it, but I always have a smile, a snuggle and soft spoken voice with coffee in hand. (Ok I know anyone who knows me does not beleive the soft spoken voice, but it is sweet and happy and full of life)
Why can't some I say SOME men be the same. If only they went through what I have been through in 7 years regarding sleep dep maybe then he would think twice about complaining bout getting up once in the night and early in the morning. (I am sick of hearing all I want to do is to be able to sleep in one morning) Sigh!!! And I am the one who is taking the Anti-Depressants. I think it he should be concidering it too and damn start taking those vitamins I am trying to shove down your THROAT!!!
It just might, just might improve your moods....lol
And so now my day begins only to realise my poor little Theia is also cutting a tooth. And EVERYONE has the cold! So on with my day now as everyone is home again because of this cold and I REFUSE to send them to school only to get everyone else sick and for them to feel miserable!
I do and did want to sooo bad this morning. LAtely that is all I am hearing about is how tired he is and because of it he is a CRANK in the morning. Yes, I do understand that some times the kids have a way of making it worse especially with the whining and fighting first thing in the morning BUT REALLY!
LAst night at 4am I woke him up to go deal with Chase because he was crying for me but I was not able to go because I was nursing Theia. So he gets up only to find out Chase has wet the bed...sigh. Luckily though he dealt with it calm and was able to send Chase back to bed after changing the sheets and what not.
This I get, it is a disruptive sleep.
Now here is my disruptive sleep. I went to bed at 9:30 was not able to fall to sleep until after ten because of the running around the upstairs people were doing.
11:08 I am woken by Theia, brought her in to bed, nursed her for about 20 minutes and then back to bed she went.
Close to 2am she wakes up again. Bringing her into bed, nurse her and choose not to bring her back to her bed because I am too damn tired.
4am nurse again, disrupted continually by her sleeping because she has now developed the cold that Hayden has...sigh.
6:08 Theia wakes up...nurse her again because I am tooo damn tired to get out bed so I prolong it with a cuddle and a nursing.
6:13 Daddy gets out of bed, turns on tv and has a nice quiet shower. Comes into the room and complains about how tired he is, lack of sleep and grumpy he is. As he is barking at me!
Meanwhile I am lucky if I get a shower a DAY, and in peace for that matter. A full nights sleep is a no no for me and sleeping in for that matter. I am lucky if I can catch a cat nap in the afternoon for 30 minutes before I ahve to go get Hayden from school. The list is ending.
But yet, every morning no word of a lie I get up feeling happy, exhausted to the point of tears. But happy...and as the morning progress that is to be determined if it will continue to be happy. But I try!
7 years of no sleep and I still wake up happy...I may not say "Goodmorning" as John likes it, but I always have a smile, a snuggle and soft spoken voice with coffee in hand. (Ok I know anyone who knows me does not beleive the soft spoken voice, but it is sweet and happy and full of life)
Why can't some I say SOME men be the same. If only they went through what I have been through in 7 years regarding sleep dep maybe then he would think twice about complaining bout getting up once in the night and early in the morning. (I am sick of hearing all I want to do is to be able to sleep in one morning) Sigh!!! And I am the one who is taking the Anti-Depressants. I think it he should be concidering it too and damn start taking those vitamins I am trying to shove down your THROAT!!!
It just might, just might improve your moods....lol
And so now my day begins only to realise my poor little Theia is also cutting a tooth. And EVERYONE has the cold! So on with my day now as everyone is home again because of this cold and I REFUSE to send them to school only to get everyone else sick and for them to feel miserable!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Routine! Really??!!!
Wow what a few couple of days it has been. My mind wonders all the time, so much to talk about, write about and never enough time to actually sit and do all. Although sometimes it is just plain laziness.
I always get these amazing ideas to do with my kids, fun, creative, something that would definitely alleviate the fighting and incesive whining. Yet I always revert back to the yelling, screaming, putting on movies and some interaction because I am just too damn tired to get the energy to be creative.
So to kill this slag, lack of energy and negative responses I have been in search of a template schedule to create for myself and my kids to make sure that there are many good and positive structure in the house. Even that sometimes is Ugggg. But I will conquer these blahs I have and make it all the more better for me and my kidlets.
That is one of my big things to do.
Hayden just received his report card yesterday...sigh! I feel for the poor guy, his first grade one report card and most of it is C and D's. Mostly due to him lacking confidence in himself to be able to complete his tasks and learn how to read. I practise with him every day and notice as I watch his lips to form the word then he suddenly shakes his head in doubt thinking that his response is wrong. I get so excited for him and express it when I see him go to say it correctly then he backs away and thinks again it is incorrect. I wish I could break this cycle for him. But he himself needs to understand he is smart, no matter how many times I say it...it is within him he feels less competent.
This is why I NEED to create a schedule and follow it, to be able to fit in time for him while the others are occupied, so he can focus and get the attention he needs to excel in his work. That is hard to do in a small apartment with 4 extremely active children!
It is funny how when your child fails, you feel like a failure. Because as I see it, I am his teacher of life, skills, creativity and all those other wonderful things and want nothing more then to see my children strive and excel in life. All of them do in so many ways....just hate to see them struggle!
Being a stay at home mom is beautiful and soo rewarding but so damn hard at the same time....lol. It is very easy to get into a slump, lack routine.
I am definitely not my mother. When I speak with her and about staying home she talks about not going to bed till 1am because she had to make sure the house was clean and ready for the next day. I am SOOOO not like that. My house is CLEAN but my kitchen still sits in disaster with dishes from last nights supper not done. Why Because I HATE cleaning the kitchen. Ask me to do anything else but that. I am always baking and cleaning as I go but by the end of the night after washing dishes all day long. Like hell I want to do the last bit of supper crap.
And you know the funny part, there is nothing that erks me more then waking up to a dirty kitchen. It totally sets my day in a bad direction. Working around clutter, having to wash bowls for cereal....uggg. John has been pretty good lately about cleaning the dishes so I guess I have come to expect him to finish them up. Guess what he didn't do them last night. So we are two people who don't really run on ROUTINE all the time. This is pain and a stumble we must over come. I do run on routine for the most part. But I never know if today I am going to get dressed or just stay in my jammies and go about my day. ROUTINE...it sucks but it doesn't at the same time.
So if any one has a sample of a schedule they do while daycaring or being a SAHM and feel like they would like to share. I would love to see it.
And so the day now begins as I go and try to finish the kitchen and have full intentions of playing and being creative with my kids. Daddy's birthday is in 2 days and Hayden has a project due on February 14th. Let's do it now so he does not become a procrastinator like his mother and father.,...lol
I always get these amazing ideas to do with my kids, fun, creative, something that would definitely alleviate the fighting and incesive whining. Yet I always revert back to the yelling, screaming, putting on movies and some interaction because I am just too damn tired to get the energy to be creative.
So to kill this slag, lack of energy and negative responses I have been in search of a template schedule to create for myself and my kids to make sure that there are many good and positive structure in the house. Even that sometimes is Ugggg. But I will conquer these blahs I have and make it all the more better for me and my kidlets.
That is one of my big things to do.
Hayden just received his report card yesterday...sigh! I feel for the poor guy, his first grade one report card and most of it is C and D's. Mostly due to him lacking confidence in himself to be able to complete his tasks and learn how to read. I practise with him every day and notice as I watch his lips to form the word then he suddenly shakes his head in doubt thinking that his response is wrong. I get so excited for him and express it when I see him go to say it correctly then he backs away and thinks again it is incorrect. I wish I could break this cycle for him. But he himself needs to understand he is smart, no matter how many times I say it...it is within him he feels less competent.
This is why I NEED to create a schedule and follow it, to be able to fit in time for him while the others are occupied, so he can focus and get the attention he needs to excel in his work. That is hard to do in a small apartment with 4 extremely active children!
It is funny how when your child fails, you feel like a failure. Because as I see it, I am his teacher of life, skills, creativity and all those other wonderful things and want nothing more then to see my children strive and excel in life. All of them do in so many ways....just hate to see them struggle!
Being a stay at home mom is beautiful and soo rewarding but so damn hard at the same time....lol. It is very easy to get into a slump, lack routine.
I am definitely not my mother. When I speak with her and about staying home she talks about not going to bed till 1am because she had to make sure the house was clean and ready for the next day. I am SOOOO not like that. My house is CLEAN but my kitchen still sits in disaster with dishes from last nights supper not done. Why Because I HATE cleaning the kitchen. Ask me to do anything else but that. I am always baking and cleaning as I go but by the end of the night after washing dishes all day long. Like hell I want to do the last bit of supper crap.
And you know the funny part, there is nothing that erks me more then waking up to a dirty kitchen. It totally sets my day in a bad direction. Working around clutter, having to wash bowls for cereal....uggg. John has been pretty good lately about cleaning the dishes so I guess I have come to expect him to finish them up. Guess what he didn't do them last night. So we are two people who don't really run on ROUTINE all the time. This is pain and a stumble we must over come. I do run on routine for the most part. But I never know if today I am going to get dressed or just stay in my jammies and go about my day. ROUTINE...it sucks but it doesn't at the same time.
So if any one has a sample of a schedule they do while daycaring or being a SAHM and feel like they would like to share. I would love to see it.
And so the day now begins as I go and try to finish the kitchen and have full intentions of playing and being creative with my kids. Daddy's birthday is in 2 days and Hayden has a project due on February 14th. Let's do it now so he does not become a procrastinator like his mother and father.,...lol
Friday, January 21, 2011
Not into endorsing products but sometimes...
You know just as well as I know that half the stuff out there that says it works doesn't!
Laundry detergent is the worst! So I have resulted into making my own and really I have to say it is the best that I have USED.
As a mom we all have our scars from carrying and delivering our beautiful bundles. I am mom of five and definetely have mine. And then there is the age 37 afraid to grow old, wrinkles, too young at heart to look the age that I am all those wonderful woos.
So we as people, surrounded by plastic surgery, botox, magazines, entertainment channels, Hollywood and pressure from ourselves go out there to find our magic "PILL". We spend countless amout of hours and MONEY on products that say that they are going to do what they do. So with great anticipation you get home and try it. And you are pretty damn good at being consistant. If it is anything likeam, I have huge routine issues!!! So that is a big mile stone!
So here we are a few weeks later, staring at ourselves in the mirror seriously trying to find the "change" that these companies have promised. And too our dismay the wrinkle, the stretch and the cellulite is still there.
So we become less enthusade and end throwing the damn stuff out!
How many time have you been down this path. I am NOT VAIN, I just like to feel good and confident about myself. That has to do with yes, surrounding yourself with positive people and blah blah blah. But I am the one who has to look in the mirror and say "damn girl, your lookin good lately!!"
Well, last year John went out and bought BIO-OIL! I tried it, most all loved the smell of it. So natural, intoxicating to me, it has such an earthy smell it was the only real reason I used it. It started with on and off, used it when I remembered to not because I was trying to get rid of the cellulite and stretch marks. I used more because I was itchy and had dry skin, and it was the best smelling oil I had.
As time went on I finally finished the small bottle he gave me and to behonest fell in love with it. I don't use it for particular spots, I use it all over my body and my face. And to be honest given all those creams I have spent money on. Bio Oil is the only one that makes my face and body feel and LOOK great.
I have been doing my work out 30 minutes a day to help tone. I hate being blah it is nice and makes me feel good to do this for me. Suddenly I felt like I was going to check things out and see how my bod was starting to look. Here I am standing butt naked infront of my daughters closet mirror (because it is full length and I don't have one ;) and started checking certain areas out. I had to get closer, I seriously thought maybe it was all the finger prints on the mirror that is was hiding the cellulite and stretch marks. I step closer, then closer and start pulling at my skin. Damn I thought with a HUGE smile on my face! That Bio OIL is really working!!! And I swear I stood there for a good few minutes checking it out in absolute amazement. I am doing something for myself (working out) and having a boost a positive boost to help me Bio Oil....I am happy and I KNOW this summer I will feel less worried about those damn mother scars I recieved! And I smell FANTASTIC!!! It goes well with the perfume I wear and my kids love smelling their momma!!!
Bio Oil IS a good product, so for those of you who are looking for something good, worth the money which is little or peanuts campared to the creams and body lotions out there. Give this one a shot.
And that is my bit for today!!!
Laundry detergent is the worst! So I have resulted into making my own and really I have to say it is the best that I have USED.
As a mom we all have our scars from carrying and delivering our beautiful bundles. I am mom of five and definetely have mine. And then there is the age 37 afraid to grow old, wrinkles, too young at heart to look the age that I am all those wonderful woos.
So we as people, surrounded by plastic surgery, botox, magazines, entertainment channels, Hollywood and pressure from ourselves go out there to find our magic "PILL". We spend countless amout of hours and MONEY on products that say that they are going to do what they do. So with great anticipation you get home and try it. And you are pretty damn good at being consistant. If it is anything likeam, I have huge routine issues!!! So that is a big mile stone!
So here we are a few weeks later, staring at ourselves in the mirror seriously trying to find the "change" that these companies have promised. And too our dismay the wrinkle, the stretch and the cellulite is still there.
So we become less enthusade and end throwing the damn stuff out!
How many time have you been down this path. I am NOT VAIN, I just like to feel good and confident about myself. That has to do with yes, surrounding yourself with positive people and blah blah blah. But I am the one who has to look in the mirror and say "damn girl, your lookin good lately!!"
Well, last year John went out and bought BIO-OIL! I tried it, most all loved the smell of it. So natural, intoxicating to me, it has such an earthy smell it was the only real reason I used it. It started with on and off, used it when I remembered to not because I was trying to get rid of the cellulite and stretch marks. I used more because I was itchy and had dry skin, and it was the best smelling oil I had.
As time went on I finally finished the small bottle he gave me and to behonest fell in love with it. I don't use it for particular spots, I use it all over my body and my face. And to be honest given all those creams I have spent money on. Bio Oil is the only one that makes my face and body feel and LOOK great.
I have been doing my work out 30 minutes a day to help tone. I hate being blah it is nice and makes me feel good to do this for me. Suddenly I felt like I was going to check things out and see how my bod was starting to look. Here I am standing butt naked infront of my daughters closet mirror (because it is full length and I don't have one ;) and started checking certain areas out. I had to get closer, I seriously thought maybe it was all the finger prints on the mirror that is was hiding the cellulite and stretch marks. I step closer, then closer and start pulling at my skin. Damn I thought with a HUGE smile on my face! That Bio OIL is really working!!! And I swear I stood there for a good few minutes checking it out in absolute amazement. I am doing something for myself (working out) and having a boost a positive boost to help me Bio Oil....I am happy and I KNOW this summer I will feel less worried about those damn mother scars I recieved! And I smell FANTASTIC!!! It goes well with the perfume I wear and my kids love smelling their momma!!!
Bio Oil IS a good product, so for those of you who are looking for something good, worth the money which is little or peanuts campared to the creams and body lotions out there. Give this one a shot.
And that is my bit for today!!!
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