Birthday Stress

Being that I nap all the time, I haven't had time to write anymore. Actually, that's not true. My husband no longer drives a truck. We seem to be so busy I can't ever get on the computer. Last Saturday we celebrated my two year old's birthday. If you ever want to see a woman with her spinning (other than on the exorcist), come to one of our parties. I really don't mean to go psycho, but I want to make sure EVERYTHING is perfect. I ordered a full sheet Elmo cake from Wal-mart and called the night before to see if I could pick it up a little early. I don't know how, but they lost my order. When I did get to pick it up they had forgotten the letter "H" in birthday. I thought that constituted getting a discount, but I didn't press for the issue. Now while I am in Bryan, my husband is back at home with my 13 year old son waiting for the bounce guy to come. We rented one of those jump houses so the kids would have fun. My husband was supposed to be setting up tables and blowing up balloons and putting candy in the pinata. My husband can be a procrastinator sometimes. I called him every few minutes to make sure everything was going as planned, but my son would say he's watching tv or he's on the computer. And of course there's nothing I can do because I am 30 miles away. I forgot to mention that by this time it is pouring down rain in the town I was in. I was really freaking out. I got the rest of the things I needed and hurried home. My husband had done a nice job of setting up. He must have known I was on my way home. Even though it was nice outside, my house was not in such good shape. I had cleaned it, but it was not as clean as I wanted it to be. I was told I was ranting and raving and to calm down. I know that kids don't remember early years in their lives but I wanted everything perfect. Overall, I think it went well. I don't have to stress for another five months!

Another Few Pounds Lighter

Not too much to say today. I have a really bad habit of getting on the scale every morning. I was surprised that I have lost eight pounds since last Saturday. Friday I had ordered pizza since my son had a friend stay the night and I was too lazy to cook. I also made cupcakes. I splurged and ate like 4 pieces of pizza and two cupcakes. Well all that hard work of dieting was a waste after that so I decided no more deviating. Since then, I have been really good and watching what I eat. I am sure that by the time my husband gets home I will have dropped more weight. And my really good friend is helping me a lot. Today we are going into town which always consists of going to lunch. She suggested Souper Salad, which actually is one of my favorite places to eat. I have great support from my husband, my kids, and my friends. I don't think I can do this on my own.

I'm A Scatterbrain Today

My morning ritual is waking the kids up at 6:30am and then hop on the scale. I got on that scale today and realized I have lost four pounds since last Saturday. It encourages me more than ever to stay on this diet. I called my husband and told him the great news. He says he wishes he could lose weight too. So I then said I'll put him on the same diet I'm on. You have to understand that my husband is a steak and potato kind of guy. His idea of breakfast is eggs, fried potatoes smothered with gravy, sausage or bacon, and toast. My idea of breakfast is a yogurt. It is a real sacrafice to give up some of the great foods. But, my plan is to lose all the weight and then just eat a little of the things I like. My husband wants me to buy one of those heavybags that hang from the ceiling or a tree if you prefer to work out outside. He wants me to kick this bag around and lose weight from this...personally if I want beat something I'll just beat on him. There's consequences to this (him torquing my arms or fingers) but it's great fun.

Today the four year old I'm watching came over around 7:30am. Usually he is still sleeping when he comes, but now that is much later in the morning he is fully awake and screaming. He is having seperation issues which I'm sure is normal. But today after his dad left he started hitting my two year old anytime he got close to him. I put him in the corner for a few minutes and he soon figured out that we don't act this way. I tried yesterday to work with flashcards and a workbook that I bought for him. He wanted nothing to do with this. I fear when he gets into kindergarden he will be behind everyone else. I think whoever babysat this child before sat him in front of the television all day because that is the only thing he really likes to do.

A very very good friend of mine called today telling me about the events of one of her childeren not being able to make up a test while being absent. Now mind you this child has been an all "A" student for the good part of the year, with the exception of a "B" in another class. My friend's son has been sick for the last couple of weeks and has been in out of class. The teacher supposedly gave him this paper what assignments he needed to make up. The problem is the child never got the note and somehow saw the note in the trash. Now she's not letting him make up the test. My first question is why if he is a straight "A" student would he not want to make up a test and throw this piece of paper away? My second question is don't the teachers want the children to excell and strive to be better students? I could write two or three blogs about why I don't agree with public schools, but I don't have the time right now. So now my friend is going to the principal to have a conference which I hope goes well.

Something completely off the wall...why is it do we drink an animal's milk? Why cows milk? What makes that so special? Is there a real reason why after we are done being nursed from our mothers that we go and drink from a cow? Does this make sense to anyone?

Busy Busy Busy

So I have five kids, two of which are from a previous marriage. One of them lives on his own and is in the Army. Three of the others are still in school. But I waited almost ten years to have another baby. I wanted to do the diaper changing and teaching to talk and play at the park thing. Now he is just about two and he is such a character. He loves Elmo and Barney. When he wakes up in the morning the first thing he says is HIIIIII in this big smiley face. I wish I could wake up all perky like. I just started watching a little boy who lives down the road. He is four today. When I see these boys playing together they remind me of brothers. I think one of the hard things for me though is getting up so early when his dad drops him off. He comes at 4:15am and then picks him up at 7pm. They are stick fighting. So while I am babysitting and taking care of my soon to be two year old and doing laundry, I am trying this new diet. I realistically want to lose 100 pounds. That is a tremendous amount of weight. I have tried a lot of things, including the whole hypnosis. I'm trying this new diet which is a cheaper substitute of the Medifast diet. I have to eat these five different snacks and then dinner. Basically, I am eating every two hours which is crazy. I don't have time to eat that way. But, when I stepped on the scale this morning I was 3 1/2 pounds lighter. When I think of that I think that is nothing. So maybe in a few weeks I will have lost more. Oh yeah, I have to find the time to drink eight glasses of water. I think I'm going to drown!