Since my last, last posting on February 11th, there have been a few things you’ve missed.
The family is fine and doing well. The littlest peanut just turned 7 months and she’s doing great and developing such a personality. The middle nut is planning quite the bash for her 8th birthday in June. We’re way early on planning but so far we have a dog theme with high heel cupcakes (that I will make) and I purchased about 50 bags of Easter grass to throw all over the formal area which will be turned into the Dance/Shake Yo’ Booty floor. Oh and balloons, can’t forget the balloons. See a problem here? The dog theme doesn’t really go with everything else that she wants. We’ll see what ends up happening. Maybe a girly party with dog inspired goodies?
The teenager, he’s doing well. He has grown taller than my 5’9” stature and taps in at about 5’11. Shit! He’s expensive too. His grades are good and his attitude is the same which is all I can ask of a 13 year old boy.
The Hubs is fine and spends as much time as possible soaking up all of our crazy. He’s still trying to convince me that we need to have “just one more baby” but as of now, that shit isn’t happening. No way!
On to Moi. All and all, I am well. Since being gone I went back to work after my maternity leave and about 6 weeks later, I ended up quitting my job to be a stay-at-home Mom. Which has made raising 3 kids and yelling at 3 dogs a bit easier. My work hours were 11am – 8pm Monday thru Friday and although I worked from home, the hours made me miss a lot of time with my family.
I said goodbye to the little blue happy pill for my postpartum depression and I’m doing great. The working out and clean eating is hit and miss, weight is a daily struggle but bettering my body and more importantly, my mind, is in the works. It’s tough looking back to my fit body and now looking at my “fit under the fat” body, and not be frustrated. But it is what it is and I think for the first time in my life I am making myself be patient with the progress.
And if having 3 kids, 3 dogs, and 1 big kid, aka The Hubs, wasn’t enough, we’re getting a kitten. LOL! Just typing that shit makes me laugh and think that I’m fucking nuts! SHE (the soon-to-be only female non-human in the house), is a Siberian because the hubs is allergic to cats. HA! Apparently, Siberians are somewhat hypo-allergenic and after Hubs met with the kitty and rubbed her all over him, no reaction. So it was a done deal. Hopefully when she gets home with us no allergies will pop up but we have a bit of a window to see how it goes.
If the above isn’t crazy enough, I also want to try to toilet train the cat. Have you heard of that? I never knew about it until my friend did it with her cats but I figured if there was a chance to not have to have litter, or scoop litter, I’d give it a shot. Yes, crazy, I know.
Here’s the new family member to be. We don’t have a name for her yet but Millie is top on the list. Name suggestions are welcomed and encouraged. I like the name Wicked too for some reason but no one else in the fam digs it. And Tuna, I just think that name is funny. :)