My Kids Are Funny

I have some funny kids. I also have some very strong willed kids. I have to remind myself that I have raised my kids to stick to their beliefs,and not to be afraid to speak their mind as long as it's done respectfully.

Some weeks raising strong willed kids comes back to bite me in the butt.

Thankfully this was not one of those weeks. This week was just the funny part....even if it may be slightly embarrassing to me.

1. We were in home depot last Sunday and walking through the tool section. Holly,dressed in her dress and her hair done and makeup done(It's her newest phase of always look your best),turns to me and says,"You know mom if I play my cards right in life I will never have to learn how to use any of these tools."

   (Now before anyone gets upset...I have raised all the kids knowing how to mow the lawn,do the dishes,and handle simple household tools. They all rotate on the chores done around the house.I WILL NOT raise kids that do not know how to take care of themselves. Lord knows there have been many times I have only had myself to rely on.)


2.  I came downstairs the other day to find Squishy sitting on the kitchen counter,having De help her make a PB&J sandwich. I commented "Well look at you." and her reply was:

"I know momma I'm cute."

3. We were grocery shopping yesterday and I was standing comparing prices when Squishy(again),announces in the middle of the aisle

"Momma your boobies are really full."

Without even thinking,I looked down and said,"Yes they are."

Poor guy in the same aisle wandered his way out of there.


4. And the last funny of the day comes again from Squishy...you know she's almost three so she's hilarious. She was sitting on my lap the other night after diaper changes for her and Andrew and she informs me,

"You know what Andrew has? He has a Peanuts. You know what daddy has? He has a peanuts too..."

Yes,yes, she is noticing the difference between boys and girls. Even if she can't pronounce it right.

Like I said my kids are funny.

Anxiety Sucks

I have the best hubby in the world.

OK I know a lot of us say that but let me just say I have the best hubby in the world for me. We have had a lot of severe ups and downs, and for the most part(especially recently),we have learned we have to lean on each other to get through them.

When I am weak,he is strong

When he is lost,I take the lead

Teamwork,support,and love

This Friday I started having a bad reaction to my anxiety meds that I started a couple weeks ago. Every little thing was setting me off. I felt horribly agitated,and also extremely sad at the same time. My kids were getting ready to go to their dad's for the weekend and I had already scheduled a way to where I didn't have to drive them.(Lately me driving has been a BIG trigger of my anxiety),but I still couldn't shake the other feelings.

So he took a sick day for me.

Having anxiety sucks...it's like that stupid little devil sitting on your shoulder whispering all the bad things that "could" happen.

"Psst hey you...I know you'e out here enjoying the sunshine but what if....say what if a meteor hit the backyard right now"

yup....because we all know how likely that is to happen right? But then my stupid mind runs with it.

Or god forbid a kid coughs while my anxiety is running high,because then I'm convinced he's choking and I'm going to have to perform the Heimlich.

My anxiety was under control pretty well before Andrew was born. After Andrew though,my anxieties have been on high alert. We are trying out paxil now. SO after my severe reaction on Friday,the Dr upped my dosage and switched to when I take it.

I'm pretty sure I have PTSD from having a preemie and going through the whole NICU experience. Anytime I hear a beeping now,I want to curl up into a ball and cry,because of all the monitors we constantly heard while he was in the hospital. Plus,after already losing one son at 26 weeks, 12 years ago,having Andrew has made me deal face to face with a lot of issues I thought I had already worked through.

Thank GOD for a very supportive husband,great kids,and an awesome dr. They're all very supportive,and encouraging.

My hubby even put together a game night with our cousins,dad,and aunt last night to help me to have some fun,AND took the baby all night so I could sleep!

Today I feel much better and am ready to take on this week.

Anxiety sucks...plain and simple.