This post is for Band Back Together’s Dose of Happy Monday. Feel free to join in by visiting over there, and sharing your dose of happy either in the link-up or the comments!
Last Sunday, we finally broke down and took the kids to Chuck E Cheese’s. For the first time. On a Sunday afternoon. Because we’re really good planners like that.
But it worked out okay in the end.
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
Tags: band back together, BB2G, DOHM, dose of happy, family, kids, link up, links, parenting
Ex·tra·ne·ous, Mental, Parental | Thepsychobabble, February 20, 2012 10:10 AM | Comments (2)
The kids aren’t home right this second, but their presence is all over the house.
There is a stray pair of underwear in the middle of the living room floor, a casualty of the rush to get out the door this morning. A cartoon still plays softly on the television. A stray pair of binoculars is under the coffee table, and the breakfast dishes are calling out to be washed.
I know I should get up and take care of these things, and I will. But right now, I am determined to enjoy my coffee before it gets cold. I have a blanket thrown around my shoulders and, come hell, high water or rising piles of laundry, I will relax for a bit.
I spent all day running around yesterday. That’s not an exaggeration. I spent over 4 hours behind the wheel. It was a combination of swim lessons and errands and cats needing neutering. You wouldn’t think that just driving, sitting down, would take that much out of you, but today I am sore and ready for a nap. (It’s not even 10am yet)
But duty calls. I’ve been promising myself, “Just five more minutes,” for the last half hour now.
I wrote this for the 22nd Just Write at the EO.
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
I was browsing the internet for breast pumps, and I remembered the first one I bought.
Or rather, the husband had gone out and bought it. It was just a little Evenflo battery powered/AC adapter deal. Nothing too fancy. I was about 4 days postpartum, and the girl child was breast feeding like a champ. Chris wanted to get in on this “Feed the baby!” thing, so he had gone to the local box store, and picked up this pump.
Did I mention I was 4 days postpartum? So still all puffy looking and highly hormonal?
So I plugged the pump in and sat on the bed to use it. It was loud. Apparently, cheap does not equal discrete. The pump was doing it’s thing, and Chris poked his head around the door. My mechanically inclined husband was apparently fascinated by this machinery attached to my breast.
“Wow. It’s just like you’re a cow.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he got this “Oh, shit.” look on his face. As the blood rushed to my cheeks and the tears to my eyes, he started babbling, “That’s not what I meant, I just meant the machine. It’s like the ones on the dairy farm, that’s what I meant.”
He wasn’t really helping himself there, at all.
Obviously, I forgave him. Eventually.
Ah, memories.
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
Tags: boobs, breast feeding, conversation, cow, marriage, parenting, relationships, stupid things
Boobies&Parts, Parental, Relational, The Past | Thepsychobabble, February 3, 2012 4:27 PM | Comments (7)
My coffee is getting cold.
If I didn’t drown it in creamer, it would probably stay hot longer.
CNN headlines are on the television, but I haven’t really been paying attention to them.
The kids are now both off at school, after another hectic morning of urging and “Hurry! Socks! Shoes! Teeth!
I’m wondering how that’s going to go when we throw a baby into the mix.
My coffee is still sitting there, getting cold.
There’s so many things that need to be done. Cleaned. Set-up and unpacked.
So many things that aren’t even bought yet. (I’m trying to space purchases out, so as to still be able to pay the bills. It’s harder than it sounds.)
I think I may have reached the point where I am just utterly overwhelmed at the very idea of doing these things.
And my coffee is now completely cold.
I wrote this for Heather @ The EO’s 20th Just Write link-up. If you’d like to Just Write and link-up, head over there to find out more.
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
Tags: change, coffee, link up, new, overwhelmed, parenting, scary, writing prompt
Mental, Parental | Thepsychobabble, January 31, 2012 9:18 AM | Comments (5)
My children have fallen in love with The Doctor.
After eating supper, they clear the table as fast as they can and get their stuff together for the next morning.
There is panic and rushing and craziness and little robotic voices yelling “Exterminate! Exterminate!”.
Because if they get it all done quickly enough, they can watch an episode of Doctor Who.
My inner geek is so proud.
If you have a dose of happy to share this week, head over to Band Back Together and let us know!
Slightly Similar Nonsense:
Tags: band back together, BB2G, doctor who, doh, DOHM, dose of happy, geek, happy, kids, link up, parenting, the doctor, writing prompt
Mental, Parental | Thepsychobabble, January 30, 2012 10:30 AM | Comments (4)
