About 2 weeks while I was at Target, I bought a box of 120 ct. fabric softener sheets.  I cannot them anywhere.  It’s driving me completely mad.  I love DOWNEY and the smell of it on my clothes. I refuse to buy more because I know they are in this stinkin’ house somewhere.  I am bound and determined to find them!

Oh Downey fabric softener sheets, where are thou?

This is the conversation I was woken up with this morning-

Jacob: Daniel, there’s soap in the toilet

Daniel:  What?   Drew!

pitter-patter,  pitter patter of little feet run across the kitchen floor

Jacob:  Look at what you did Drew

Brooklyn: eeewww, someone peed in the toilet!

Drew:  EEEEEWWWWW!!!

Jacob: Yeah, eeewww….

Drew tried to feed Berkley a tortilla chip this evening.

So NOT good!  Sorry no pictures.. I decided to scream instead of pull out the camera.

Earlier the same day, my sweet 18 month old,  took my water bottle opened up the cap and dumped it right on the carpet.  He had no intention of even trying to drink it.  He wanted to put his feet in water or something, who knows?

Oh yeah just the other day, Drew  patiently waited for everyone to leave their speedway Slurpee’s on the table and then went for them.

I did catch him and took  a few photos of it.

What am I going to do with this kid?

I was talking to the kids the other day about Zoey and being so skinny.  I then proclaimed, that I too, was that skinny growing up and even a skinny-mini into my 20′s.

What did they do?  They  laughed (and laughed, and laughed, and laughed).   I thought some might pee their pants with the way they were laughing.

What did I do?  I laughed right along with them.

I guess they don’t believe, do they?

Here are a few photos of Daniel and his baby girl. He loves her so much.  She loves him so much.  When he walks in the room she lights up.   There is something special about daddy’s and their little princesses.  Daniel was lucky enough to have 2 of these special gifts.  They are lucky to have him as a father. Dad’s are so much needed to help a family learn and grow in these hard times of life.

Daniel, thanks for loving your little girls so much.

The other day I was busy making dinner and B started to cry.  As she was screaming in her bumbo, I was trying to explain to her that I needed 5 minutes to get the stuff going and then I would tend to her.  Apparently she couldn’t wait for me and gave up.  I walked into the living room and saw her fast asleep in the bumbo.  She cried herself to sleep.

The other day Jack and I came back from his baseball practice. The car turned off and Jack swung the door opened, almost ripping the door totally off I swear. I just sat there in the driver seat.

Jack gets out and says  “Aren’t you coming, mom?”

Me:  “No”

Jack : ”Are you going somewhere?”

Me:  “No”

Jack “Then why aren’t you getting out?”

Me  “ Just tell dad, I am sitting in the car and I’ll be inside in a few..”

Jack “Okay”

The door slams shut. It was actually quiet all around me for the first time that day. I just sat there. It began to get hot but I didn’t care. The warmth felt good on my bones.   I sat in complete silence for about 10 minutes just looking at the house.  It looked so pretty and peaceful.

I knew when I walked through the doors it would be completely different, than that very moment I was currently in.  I knew I needed to get in there and help Daniel out. I got out of the car and walked up to the house slowly I was in no hurry in at all. I opened the screen door.

Yep, sure enough-I was right.

It was loud, boys were running everywhere ½ naked, babies crying, the kitchen was still dirty, and my sweet little 12 year old was whining to her father about how hard her life is, and how her mother  just doesn’t understand.

I said under my breath as I walked down the hallway- “welcome home Senta, welcome home..”

For all you regulars out there. I don’t when when or how often I am going to post. I will try but no promises. Life is busy so very busy right now for me, Daniel and the kids.

Having 2 babies is hard, real hard. The weight is not coming off. I am only getting bigger ( no, for real people). I walk with my friend all week, I eat right but still the weight is packing on.. Probably some type of hormone imbalance- But I will have to pay an arm and a leg to the Dr. to tell me that and then she’ll probably say there’s nothing they can do.

I am tired ALL THE TIME! When I say ALL THE TIME, its the truth. I wake up tired, drag throughout the day tired, going walking with my friend tired, and climb into bed tired.
I often think of my dear friend who in the last few months gave birth to a little boy. When she gave birth to this baby, her 4th child, her twins were only 16 months old. I feel for her. I can’t see how she can do it. I can’t imagine how tired she must feel.
As for me, I can barely get through the day with Drew and Berkley. They are 13 months apart and it’s a nightmare on a daily basis. Drew is so active and needs to be on the go every second he is awake. I know one day the kids will be older and I will miss this , but as for now I am just tired.

Having 1,2,3,even 4 kids was a breeze for me. I could keep up, it was just easy!! I know why my mother didn’t ever do anything but “family stuff” She didn’t have time. Time to talk on the phone to friends- yeah right! My laundry is ALWAYS out of control. Right now as I type the laundry is behind me in a HUGE HUGE HUGE pile. And guess what? I don’t want to fold and put it away. I hate laundry. For a family of 8, I need to do about 3 loads of laundry a day just to keep up. (Yes zoey and Jack do their own laundry. might as well type that in, because I know someone is going to ask).  I will post a picture of this week laundry below…
When do I have time to wash,dry,fold and put away laundry? Every time I sit down to do it, Drew is in another room making a mess. And if he’s with me he tries to help. Help from a 1 year old is never good. Pretty much all they do is ruin every piece of clothing you fold. Therefore, I need to get up and down to keep him away and that sucks when you have 40 lbs of fat on you. If I were 120 lbs. I would have no problem bouncing up and down chasing him, but I am not. Not anywhere near that number. Not saying that getting to that number is the thing. I don’t care about the number–But I know how good I feel around 130-140 lbs and it’s a lot better than how I feel now. I feel like gunk. Total gunk.

So, I will keep trying to make healthy eating habits. I will still walk with my friend everyday. I will still have loads of laundry to do. I will still chase Drew around the house. I will still play with Miss B. I will still loads 5 kids in the car to go to Zoey’s track meet today. I will still listen to my children complain about their lives,

And I will still be tired…..

Yesterday when we were switching the beds around, Nolan and Drew were playing in the living room.  Drew LOVES to run around the couch, letting the other kids chase him.   When he was running around,  Nolan hid behind the couch and said peek-a-boo.  When Nolan did that, Drew turned around laughing and ran smack dab into the corner of the of the wall.   The laugh turned quickly turned into a scream/cry.

Daniel  heard the bang and came running into the family room to see what was wrong.  He saw Drew crying and blood everywhere! I mean blood was every where!  He took him straight way to the bathroom to get him cleaned up and see how bad the injury was.

Daniel yelled “get me a rag,” and Jack got him the dirty dish rag from the sink. lol

I ran to start the car.  I was thinking for sure this time we were headed to the ER.  There was blood pouring out of him and all over the carpet.

Jack was crying and he said to me  “you better hurry,   what if he dies”

Nolan had his look like “what did I do?”

Zoey was trying to get everyone out of the bathroom,  yelling at Jack to be quiet.

Lucas said  “eeww, you can see his brain!”

Isn’t it funny the way kids react in high stress situations?

This happened at 1pm, he was already late for his nappy.   It was a head injury so we kept him awake for an hour and then put him down for a nappy.  He woke up at 4pm with a splitting headache I bet! 

You think Drew’s super suckie day is over?  Nope, not yet!!

While Drew was napping Daniel ran an errand,  Jack went on a  play date, Zoey was at the Livonia REC with her friend, Nolan and Lucas were outside playing with their friends and Berkley was sleeping.  It was quiet in the house and I loved it for that few minutes.  I even called my brother Adam to see how things were and got to talk to my niece Abigail.

When Drew woke up he was a much happier baby. I went into to get him and was able to give him 100% attention.,  I changed his diaper and I rocked him in the rocking chair for a few minutes. Then he wanted to get down and wander so I followed.

He went  into Nolan and Lucas “new” bedroom with the red bunk beds.  The lower bunk is right up next to the window and it was a perfect sun shiny day so of course I had the windows opened up and let the fresh air into their room.   Drew heard the kids playing outside and wanted to check it out.  He climbed onto the bed and stood up and screamed at the kids who were in the front yard running all around.  I was sitting right behind him on the bed when it happened.  His foot slips and he jacked his jaw on the window ledge.  He screamed, and blood was everywhere.  I pull his top teeth out from the inside of his bottle lip. Yep you got that right,  another injury for the little guy.  I am freaking out and take him to the bathroom.  The blood was coming and coming.

I called Daniel and ask him to come home ASAP.  I told him what had happened.  By the time Daniel arrived home it was much better.  It’s a pretty nasty cut on the inside of his bottom lip but it will heal, eventually..

My poor baby Drew had a not so great day yesterday.  But he lived and one day he’ll be able to read this wonderful blog entry.  And as someone famous once said  “  What doesn’t kill him, only makes him stronger”

Yesterday we decided to switch some beds around in the house.  The red bunk beds that were in Jack room came upstairs and put into Nolan and Lucas bedroom.  Jack will have a single bed in his room. Everyone was excited for the change.  I was happy because the bunk beds are shaped, into an “L” shape and it makes the room look bigger.

I also was able to go through a ton of their clothes and gets things boxed up for when Drew will need them and take all the clothes that don’t fit Jack anymore and see what can fit Nolan now.  It was a some what of a productive day.  I wished we couldn’t gotten more done but with Drew’s 2 accidents it slowed things down a bit.   I am happy with what we did accomplish.  I promised Nolan and Lucas that I would post some pictures on the blog—