Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Silence, like a cancer grows

I may joke about the pitfalls of  parenting, tell my friends how cray cray my children are, complain about rolling over in the middle of the night only to find Oliver allupinmyspace for the millionth time, or sarcastically remark about how being a parent has cramped getting my drink on during the weekends, but let me be really clear. I LOVE my children and I couldn't begin to imagine life without those three awesome boys. Any parent knows you could never put into words just how much love you feel for the little person you created.That is why I have to share this:


(click on the link to read his story)

This little man's birthday is tomorrow and it may be the last birthday he ever sees. Just typing that brought tears to my eyes, because I don't think I could ever bring myself to type that about any of my three boys. His mom started this blog to share their experiences with his cancer and keep family member up to date on his progress. 

I am not a family member. Just a gal who read this blog and felt compelled by his mother's request to get his story out there. 

Maybe you can't donate anything today to help Ty or the millions of children like him that are affected by cancer, maybe all you can do is forward his story or send up a prayer. And if all you can do is read this blog and send positive thoughts Ty's way-I think he'd like that. I know his mother would.





Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Some things you should know...

Most of my friends have had babies, are having babies or are thinking about having babies. Well, all you friends in the later category, have I got a gem of a post for you. A pros and cons list for having babies.

Lets get the messy stuff out of the way first.

CONS:

1) Kids will ruin your figure.
I never appreciated my size zero, slim figure until after I had my first kid and my body didn't magically snap back like Victoria Beckham's did after popping our her oddly named children. Unlike that freak of nature, I have a saggy middle section, stretch marks in the weirdest places (we wont even go there- for now), and wider hips than I feel comfortable with. Mama just ain't as hot as she once was. And despite that motivation from pinterest, I do not think "This is the wonderful body that created three gorgeous little boys that have brought tremendous joy to my life and I shall cherish it!' every time I look in the mirror. No, no. I think "Damn, mama needs to get to the plastic surgeon-like, yesterday!"
I have put plenty of hours into getting my sexy back, and despite my best efforts, I will still need a plastic surgeon to make me look as hot as I once was. You may be one of the lucky ones that doesn't get a single stretch mark and goes right back to your pre-baby size-and when that happens, I will hate you- but I wouldn't bet on it. I could freak you the eff out right now and post a picture of my stomach just to scare the uterus right out of you, but I won't.

2)If they don't ruin your figure, they will ruin your *insert expensive furniture, family heirloom, jewlery, etc. item here*
The more children you have, the more shit they will break. Just ask Mrs. Duggar.

3)Good luck trying to go somewhere
You will find that all of your friends, relatives, parents, grandparents, neighbors, gardener, etc  have this amazing social life and have zero time for babysitting your offspring.
The rule of more applies here as well-The more kids you have, the busier your peeps will be.

4)Getting drunk become less fun
Wanna have a glass of wine? Who doesn't? Wanna have three or four glasses of wine? You won't when you remember the last time you decided to get crazy on a Friday night (and by crazy, I mean living it up in front of the DVR with a bottle of wine.See con #3)and Little Johnny made sure he woke up at 2am, 2:45am, 3:23am and 4:57am because he was teething.

4) You'll do it all wrong!
People you have never met before in your life will think it's okay to give you parenting advice.Thanks to some random at Target I now know that "You should never give your baby popcorn, because they will choke to death, retard!". For the record that "baby" was two and half, had all of his teeth, and it wasn't his first time at the rodeo, buddy!


5)Kids will make you angry at your television
Once you realize the munchkin can be entertained by something other than you or or your breast, you will be so very very grateful to DJ Lance Rock, Special Agent Oso, the Little Einsteins and the like.
You will praise the t.v. gods for returning your sanity by letting you have 22 minutes if peace and you will be amazed by the number of things you can accomplish in that short time span. After a while, you will realize you know all the words to There's a party in my tummy and that you've been humming the Wiggle song when showering and whilst out in public. But before you know it, you will be longing for a show with a real honestogod person on it, (even if it's Dr. effing  Phil!) and one day you find yourself thinking Dora is not an explorer, but a very forgetful 8year old who depends on toddlers to help her cross bridges, or paddle boats, or climb latters and why the hell  is she doing this dangerous stuff alone?  Where is Dora's mother while she is clearly not in school, but out "exploring" with her talking back pack and a  primate that wears rain boots-no matter what the weather is like? Doesn't Dora know monkeys carry diseases?

6) Sleep Deprivation
Do you like sleep? Do you like to get more than 3 hours of it at a time? If you've answered yes to those two questions, you should know that after you have kids you will LOVE sleep and  how  AMAZING it feels to get more than 3 hours of it at a time. You will also realize just how very little you thought about sleep until you had a baby.

7)It's a contest that you can never EVER win
Your baby slept for four hours straight last night? Amanda's has been sleeping through the night since birth.
Your kid got his first tooth at 3 months? Sandra's kid was born with all of her teeth. In fact, she chewed her way out of the womb at exactly 37 weeks. You started your kid on solids? Stacy exclusively breast feeds. Breast is best, after all. But when she does introduce solids -and who knows when that will be. She just LOVES breastfeeding- it will be  the vegetables that she grew in her organic vegetable garden and she will prepare them herself by chewing the raw food until the right consistency is reached and then spitting it directly into the mouth of her babe.Because why use utensils to feed the baby? That only increases your carbon footprint!


Really, this list could go on and on and on. But, I've got shit I've got to do so lets get into the pros, shall we?

PROS:

1)One day, without any prompting, your child will look you in the eyes and say "I love you, mommy". And it will be the best damn feeling in the entire world!

The End.






Friday, September 21, 2012

Slacker is my middle name

I have been really slacking on keeping up with my blog. I even gave myself the Hipster Project to make sure I stayed on top of it. And then, I got busy. Really, really busy. Trying to keep up with my blog has left me in awe of the women that can work, care for their children, keep up with the housework, soccer practices, parent-teacher meetings, date nights with the hubbies, etc all while taking pictures AND blogging about it. I can't multitask for shit.

So, instead of taking the time to prepare something interesting, I leave you with this. A song from 2008 that I recently discovered. It's deliciously mellow and his voice is like butter. No, better than butter. His voice is like bacon butter. Because, everything is better with bacon.

Truth.








Friday, September 7, 2012

Sorting out the grooming




If you me, you know I hate losing. Losing is for losers.

But, I totally lost this round of the Hipster Project 2012.

I'm sorry, but I just can't seem to get the whole " I just rolled out of bed and yes, I look this awesome naturally" look. I look effed up when I roll out of bed. This could be because I sleep next to someone who likes to punch and kick and wrestle his way through 7 hours of sleep each night. Or it could be because I'm just naturally not that pretty-either way, it's not a look I'm willing to leave the house with.

I like straightening my hair.

I like wearing makeup.

I like looking presentable.

And also, I'm looking to ask for a raise soon.

Somehow, I just don't think they'll take me seriously at my place of employment if I start showing up looking like I just got down from a three day coke binge.
This look works for Kristen. Me, not so much.


So, I lose this round. 

But, I coming back strong next week because next week is shopping and I totally kick ass at shopping.


Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Coy boys are back!

My two oldest are starting 2nd and 1st grade today. Can you believe that? 

 I have mixed feeling about today. I am glad I wasn't there because I tend to cry at these things. Like, a lot. (It's quite embarrassing for the husband) But, at the same time, I'm sad I wasn't there to see my kids in all their "Whut up OLA! Let's do this learning thang" glory. 

Is it weird that my kids totally act like they own the school? Well. They get if from their father. Stop shaking your head at me. They totally do!


Owen and Oliver


Monday, August 27, 2012

It's a hipster's world and I'm just living in it

So, the first step to becoming a Hipster, is getting my wardrobe straightened out.

Apparently, I am to avoid buying labeled gear from the stores run by the label itself. Well, I don't do that anyway, so consider it done (This is so much easier than I anticipated).

Did you know that in the Hipster world The Classic skinny jean works for both men and women? Lucky for me, I already have four pairs of those bad boys hanging in my closet. A Hipster would pair these with some plaid tops or shirts with funny sayings on them but I have none of those, so this week I settled for stripes.
 I think I totally pulled off the hipster look this day. I was rocking stripes, skinny jeans and converse!

And, because I'm totally into cheese, I decided to take it to the next Hipster level this day and sport some awesome lenses. I don't really feel comfortable sporting eye wear when I have 20/20 vision, but apparently, the ironic eye wear is a must. 

The article suggested I try raiding grandma's closet for some vintage floral or lace, but sadly, that's just not an option for me. Granny is 5'10" to my 5' and a good 70lbs heavier with 30 of those pounds being in the boob area. 

Sadly, I own no neon nail polish, a bird neclase or any bright belts to polish the Hipster look.

Oh, wait. I do own a necklace with an owl  on it that I bought in 2008. Turns out, I was Hipster before Hipsters were Hipsters. 

I realized a few things this week. 1) Dressing like you just rolled out of bed and decided to add layer upon layer of clothing  that doesn't match but somehow coordinates is actually a lot harder than it looks. 2) I look surprisingly awesome in big nerd glasses. 3) I have way too many clothes and none of them very hipster like at all.

Tune in for next week, when I Sort out my grooming. Whatever that is.




For Cory

Tomorrow we'll discuss my adventure in sorting out Hipster fashion, but today...well, today I miss my brother, and I think this song is a lovely song to listen to when you're missing a loved one. 




I kind of realized after I typed that that  it sounded  like my brother was no longer living. He's alive folks- just far away.

I miss you too Jasmine, Kai and Emee!