beautiful days and gay coupons
there is a looooong post stuck at the very tips of my fingers. however, i haven't had time to tap it out. in the meantime, i'm taking solace in the fact that the duggers (with their 18 kids) have several children who are teething as well. i have three. two little and one big. we keep running out of the numb-yer-gums medicine.
we had help taking care of the kids for awhile... but suddenly one day, i woke up and there was no one but me and honey and the kidlets. so i grabbed the dream and ran with it. i don't mind handling the four kids. i feel like i know them better when i am so much more hands on, with no cigarette breaks. while this does provide for a cozy little atmosphere in the house... i notice my sentences getting smaller and smaller, with less words, and more facial expressions. much like two year olds. "Mommy hungry. Mommy is going to eat. Mommy needs to go to the SSSSSSSTOOOOOOOOOORE." this is how i sound by 3 o'clock each day. Mommy is going to need a BRRRRRRREAK soon.
honey and i were married on September 20, 2003. gowns, flowers, table numbers, assignments, DJ AM, and a candy table for the children. so when people approach me and say "are you getting married?" i feel like i need to check over my shoulder to see if they are really talking to me. Me? You talking to me? Me with the lasagne noodles up to my elbows, a mop and bucket i need to wash out, a list of fifteen trinkets and trackets to pick up at the store... Me? Me with the poop smear on hand cuz i missed it after i was wiping a wee one, me with the grocery list started, a plan for the family for the week, and three birthday parties to start thinking about... you want to know if i want to get married?
darlin', i AM married.
now, do you mean, do i want to go get that gay certificate that gives us a percentage off of our taxes? HELL YES, i want that coupon!!! i love coupons! I CLIP FOR SAVINGS!!!!
and can i just say that the affects/effects that go along with IVF last for years. jussayin'. but when there comes a break in the clouds, it's like a brand new day. a brand new life. like meeting an old best friend you thought you'd lost and you would never, ever, EVER get that person back.
never does a light at the end of the tunnel look so bright as when one has been seeing dark for so long.
it's a beautiful day.
we had help taking care of the kids for awhile... but suddenly one day, i woke up and there was no one but me and honey and the kidlets. so i grabbed the dream and ran with it. i don't mind handling the four kids. i feel like i know them better when i am so much more hands on, with no cigarette breaks. while this does provide for a cozy little atmosphere in the house... i notice my sentences getting smaller and smaller, with less words, and more facial expressions. much like two year olds. "Mommy hungry. Mommy is going to eat. Mommy needs to go to the SSSSSSSTOOOOOOOOOORE." this is how i sound by 3 o'clock each day. Mommy is going to need a BRRRRRRREAK soon.
honey and i were married on September 20, 2003. gowns, flowers, table numbers, assignments, DJ AM, and a candy table for the children. so when people approach me and say "are you getting married?" i feel like i need to check over my shoulder to see if they are really talking to me. Me? You talking to me? Me with the lasagne noodles up to my elbows, a mop and bucket i need to wash out, a list of fifteen trinkets and trackets to pick up at the store... Me? Me with the poop smear on hand cuz i missed it after i was wiping a wee one, me with the grocery list started, a plan for the family for the week, and three birthday parties to start thinking about... you want to know if i want to get married?
darlin', i AM married.
now, do you mean, do i want to go get that gay certificate that gives us a percentage off of our taxes? HELL YES, i want that coupon!!! i love coupons! I CLIP FOR SAVINGS!!!!
and can i just say that the affects/effects that go along with IVF last for years. jussayin'. but when there comes a break in the clouds, it's like a brand new day. a brand new life. like meeting an old best friend you thought you'd lost and you would never, ever, EVER get that person back.
never does a light at the end of the tunnel look so bright as when one has been seeing dark for so long.
it's a beautiful day.
posted by Tammy, midwestern girl/Mom | 1.10.08
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