We are in the process of getting full custody of MM's two boys. They are six and eight years old... two boys that he had from a previous relationship. Their mother (don't even get me started...) gave them to the state three years ago. MM had a job as an over the road truck driver and was in South Carolina and couldn't get to Ohio in time for the hearing, so the boys went into temporary custody with the mother's boyfriend's aunt. Yeah. I know. Confusing???? Yeah. So this woman is no relation to the boys, at all. But, see, she gets help from the government, plus child support from MM and his ex-girlfriend. So, this woman is pretty set each month. And, now that MM has shown interest in full custody, they have let it be know that they are NOT having it. He just had to go to court to get court ordered visitation with them, bc the woman (lets call her B... for obvious reasons) says MM can't see the boys without court order now. GRRRRR......
My home will grow from just Monkey and Me a year and a half ago to a house full.... Me, Monkey, Milk Man, the two boys and we are trying for another baby, so add one more kid!! Yeah. From two to SIX! Thats a big change.... bear with me here.. lol.
There are alot of changes that come with new kids. Another bedroom, more laundry, more groceries, ect. But, also.... there's alot of love to go out. That sounds bad. But for the last three years, it has been all about Monkey. Everyhing revolved around my child. It stilldoes... but bringing in two (possibly three) new kids... he's going to have to adjust to sharing more than just his toys. He's always had my undivided attention. He's never had to share Mommy. That will be hard, both for him and for me.
I guess at the end of the day, there's always enough love togo around.. but how does your heart grow that big? When he was born, it felt as though my heart would BURST, bc it was soooo full of love . How do you love so many people with only one heart?
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
A new Dog, A new Day
Yesterday we got a new puppy. This would be exciting news if you didn't know us. See, I have tried this whole dog thing before...didn't go so well.... I am definantly a cat person. I have a cat named Kiki and she and I see eye to eye. I feed and water her, give her attention when she wants it, and she returns the favor by going about her day doing her cat thing,...by herself. A dog, however, requires attention, ALOT of attention, walking.... things that I just do not want to do. But, MM has decided that now that I am a stay at home mom, I am also delegated to be the stay at home dog walker, feeder, attention giver. So we have a new puppy. My ever so creative Monkey named him (what else?) DIEGO. Yes, after the animal rescuer. yeah. so, if you happen to be outside at 5am, and hear a woman yelling a fictional character's name.. that'd be me, pleading with the puppy to PLEASE HURRY UP AND PEE, bc its COLD out here.
But, to be fair, he is ADORABLE! And, he is not high maintainence like the other two puppies were. He lays around, andwhines when he's gotta go out. So, all in all, he's a keeper.... i hope.
But, to be fair, he is ADORABLE! And, he is not high maintainence like the other two puppies were. He lays around, andwhines when he's gotta go out. So, all in all, he's a keeper.... i hope.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Anybody out there?
Again with the Myspace. It's irritating. Really. I cannot get onto my homepage, and I'm about to freak out on TOM.. (the site's originator or whatever..) ok. So, maybe I'm a little too obsessed with Myspace, and thats why my bedroom is not an oasis.. its more like a place to stash everything so that my downstairs looks like I actually DO something all day insead of sit on this damn computer... hehe. Don't tell MM, he thinks I work hard here at home. I take that back. Sometimes I do things. Hell, just the other day I re-organized the kitchen....um.... all the stuff I didnt know where to stash found a new home in the basement.. but, hey the kitchen looks lik we justed moved in!
So, my friends/neighbors/SM are doing a Biggest Loser competition. Yeah. And was SOOOO motivated at first, about two weeks ago. Not so much now. There are six of us, Me, my fiance, my neighbors/friends Mike and Jen, our neighbor Andrea and SM (aka my arch nemisis.. lol). I could care less who loses what as long as I lose more than Jessica (SM). oh yeah, people. I am that shallow I don't know what this fixation with her is. I don't want my EXH back, by any means. And, she is a realllllly nice person. She adores Monkey. She's been in his life since he was eight months old. This woman has done no wrong... but for whatever reason, I want to compete with her on every level. I want to be a better wife, a better mother, weigh less, eat less, excersize more.... its a real motivator though, when she's neck in neck with me!!!! She weighs only TWO pounds more. Yeah, we're that technical. We are going by percentage of weightloss. I am in second place, and **yeah** MM is in first!
I still cannot figure out if anyone can ACTUALLY read this, so if you can, leave a comment so I know, lol.... thats all I ask. haha
So, my friends/neighbors/SM are doing a Biggest Loser competition. Yeah. And was SOOOO motivated at first, about two weeks ago. Not so much now. There are six of us, Me, my fiance, my neighbors/friends Mike and Jen, our neighbor Andrea and SM (aka my arch nemisis.. lol). I could care less who loses what as long as I lose more than Jessica (SM). oh yeah, people. I am that shallow I don't know what this fixation with her is. I don't want my EXH back, by any means. And, she is a realllllly nice person. She adores Monkey. She's been in his life since he was eight months old. This woman has done no wrong... but for whatever reason, I want to compete with her on every level. I want to be a better wife, a better mother, weigh less, eat less, excersize more.... its a real motivator though, when she's neck in neck with me!!!! She weighs only TWO pounds more. Yeah, we're that technical. We are going by percentage of weightloss. I am in second place, and **yeah** MM is in first!
I still cannot figure out if anyone can ACTUALLY read this, so if you can, leave a comment so I know, lol.... thats all I ask. haha
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
All the rage... Pooping in Payless
So today was a rather irritating day. My interne connection is killing me. I am a myspace freak. I couldn't get on all day, then finally to my udder joy... I got on... only to find out that there was NOTHING interesting. I, like everyone else on there, am a myspace stalker. I check ot my neighbor's page, my ex husband's page, and religiously check my son's step mother's page... for anything to add joy to my day. Like, oh... say, a really bad picture so that I can rest assured that I am better in so many ways. That was harsh. I don't mean better... I mean better suited for my ex husband. Ohhhhh. no. We've been down that road, it isn't going to work with us.. he's a liar and a cheat. But, for my own selfish pleasure, I like to think that he pines away for me. What? You don't believe me?? lol.
Luckily, I have my fiance. A man that actually loves me. As opposed to my EXH (ex husband). Yes, my fiance (MM). Well, depends on who you ask.... see.. he's still planning the who proposal thing.. again. It's a funny thig. I have a ring on my finger.. a ring that was supposed to be a "promise ring" until he informed everyone (to my suprise) that we were getting married! We were engaged.... soooo. If thats what you call a proposal. We were in the mall parking lot.. in the CAR. oh. yeah. I'm not kidding You can't make this stuff up!He had his little speech about how this an engagement ring.... and then...BAM!! All of a sudden, he's running around telling ppl we are engaged. So, he felt bad, I guess, either that or my insisting on it.. haha.. he's devised a cunning suprise. So he thinks. I've figured him out. He asks too many questions. So, I won;t be suprised, like I thought I would.
We're going away this weekend. Monkey is going to his dad's (EXH) tomorrow night. I hate that he goes every weekend, most kid go everyother weekend... but I try to tell myself it's not about what I want.. its about what's best for him. He gets to see his siblings... EXH has three other children.. a daughter from a relationship before we were married (almost 5), then there's our Monkey (3)....then two children with his now wife...(SM) they are 18 months and 3 months. Yeah, he moves quickly, people. Don't ask.
Monkey has been sick this week. I'm not sure what is going on. He's sick, then he's better, then he's sick.. ect. Sunday he threw up and had diarhea, and all week long he's had a bellyache.. some diarhea, OMG! I almost forgot...
My story of the WEEK! We had a time, let me tell you.. on Monday. We had to go to court for a visitation hearing for MM's boys. He finally gets visitations with them again, after a few years.. (yeah, long story.. their mother gave them to the state and MM was in another state at the time... couldn't get them... got into trouble.. long story..) SO, to kill time before we had to be at the courthouse, we went to the mall. Monkey and I were in Payless Shoes, and MM went to the sporting goods store. Well, like I said bfore, Monkey has had a bit of diarhea this week. Soooo. Yeah. We were standing there in the aisle, and heard him go, "uhhhhh....mommy?" Yes, people. He crapped all down his legs, onto his shoes, onto the carpet. He was NOT impressed. See, he's finally gotten to a point in potty training where he wears his underwear, and he knows when he has togo, he hasn't had an accident in over a month, and he didn't understand where this came from!!! He didn;t know it was coming! He was so upset... poor guy. So, the nice sales lady offered to let us use the employee bathroom (as opposed to what? stand there and look stupid with a three year old covered in poop???!! Of COURSE I want to use the restroom!) So, I called MM to come assist me and get the extra clothes I had remembered to bring ( thank GOD!). He started YELLING at me!!! OMG I was so beyond needing this... so I hung up on him! Oh, needless to sa, we created our own little special family moment right there in the Payless bathroom. Him yelling at me for hanging up, me trying to clean up a half naked little boy, and poor Monkey.. just standing there, upset and confused. I told MM NOT to yell... about anyhting, bc Monkey would think he was upset about the situation (ie. poop in public). oh, what a day. We eventually got him cleaned up, thanked the lovely saff and went on our way. FUN, FUN. Let me tell you.
OOOOOhhhhh. And that was just the beginning of a crappy week. Thank God we are getting away this weekend. Between MM working on average, 120+ hrs. in two weeks, and my trying to organize the house (who's bright idea was that anyway???) Life's been hectic. Oh, gambling taek me away. Atleast for the weekend!!!!
Luckily, I have my fiance. A man that actually loves me. As opposed to my EXH (ex husband). Yes, my fiance (MM). Well, depends on who you ask.... see.. he's still planning the who proposal thing.. again. It's a funny thig. I have a ring on my finger.. a ring that was supposed to be a "promise ring" until he informed everyone (to my suprise) that we were getting married! We were engaged.... soooo. If thats what you call a proposal. We were in the mall parking lot.. in the CAR. oh. yeah. I'm not kidding You can't make this stuff up!He had his little speech about how this an engagement ring.... and then...BAM!! All of a sudden, he's running around telling ppl we are engaged. So, he felt bad, I guess, either that or my insisting on it.. haha.. he's devised a cunning suprise. So he thinks. I've figured him out. He asks too many questions. So, I won;t be suprised, like I thought I would.
We're going away this weekend. Monkey is going to his dad's (EXH) tomorrow night. I hate that he goes every weekend, most kid go everyother weekend... but I try to tell myself it's not about what I want.. its about what's best for him. He gets to see his siblings... EXH has three other children.. a daughter from a relationship before we were married (almost 5), then there's our Monkey (3)....then two children with his now wife...(SM) they are 18 months and 3 months. Yeah, he moves quickly, people. Don't ask.
Monkey has been sick this week. I'm not sure what is going on. He's sick, then he's better, then he's sick.. ect. Sunday he threw up and had diarhea, and all week long he's had a bellyache.. some diarhea, OMG! I almost forgot...
My story of the WEEK! We had a time, let me tell you.. on Monday. We had to go to court for a visitation hearing for MM's boys. He finally gets visitations with them again, after a few years.. (yeah, long story.. their mother gave them to the state and MM was in another state at the time... couldn't get them... got into trouble.. long story..) SO, to kill time before we had to be at the courthouse, we went to the mall. Monkey and I were in Payless Shoes, and MM went to the sporting goods store. Well, like I said bfore, Monkey has had a bit of diarhea this week. Soooo. Yeah. We were standing there in the aisle, and heard him go, "uhhhhh....mommy?" Yes, people. He crapped all down his legs, onto his shoes, onto the carpet. He was NOT impressed. See, he's finally gotten to a point in potty training where he wears his underwear, and he knows when he has togo, he hasn't had an accident in over a month, and he didn't understand where this came from!!! He didn;t know it was coming! He was so upset... poor guy. So, the nice sales lady offered to let us use the employee bathroom (as opposed to what? stand there and look stupid with a three year old covered in poop???!! Of COURSE I want to use the restroom!) So, I called MM to come assist me and get the extra clothes I had remembered to bring ( thank GOD!). He started YELLING at me!!! OMG I was so beyond needing this... so I hung up on him! Oh, needless to sa, we created our own little special family moment right there in the Payless bathroom. Him yelling at me for hanging up, me trying to clean up a half naked little boy, and poor Monkey.. just standing there, upset and confused. I told MM NOT to yell... about anyhting, bc Monkey would think he was upset about the situation (ie. poop in public). oh, what a day. We eventually got him cleaned up, thanked the lovely saff and went on our way. FUN, FUN. Let me tell you.
OOOOOhhhhh. And that was just the beginning of a crappy week. Thank God we are getting away this weekend. Between MM working on average, 120+ hrs. in two weeks, and my trying to organize the house (who's bright idea was that anyway???) Life's been hectic. Oh, gambling taek me away. Atleast for the weekend!!!!
Monday, April 21, 2008
First Blog here
So Today is the first time I've blogged anywhere other than Myspace.. just venting. I wanted a place to write what I think, and how I feel without everyone I know reading it. I realize people will be reading this, just not everyone I know. Plus, I hope I get some feedback.. good or bad, lol.
I guess I should start by telling you about me, and my little family here in Ohio. I am a SAHM, but this is the first time I've ever been a sahm. Before this, I was a cashier, a dairy section stocker, an assistant mgr. at a gas sation, a coffee house waitress, and more.. just in the last three years. I was/should be now attending college classes full time (on top of my job). I was stressed to say the least! Now, my fiance is working a better job that has allowed me to stay home with my son. I say my son.... he's not my fiance's. I am divorced. Did I mention that? No, obviously.. hehe. This is my first post. Yes. Divorced when my son was newborn. Sad then, better now. So. My fiance. We'll refer to him as milk man. He works on a dairy fam. So, MM. We have been together a year. Engaged a few months, working on baby. My son, aka Monkey, is three years old. He is the light of my life, never forget that, as you read my blog, and think I am a deranged mother. I love my child. One must never forget that as I recall the days events. haha. I do not believe in severe punishment for children. Now, adults on the other hand? Heck yeah, beat em.. (haha. tha was a joke. bear with me). I tap him on the bottom, yes. Does he cry? Yes. Is it bc it hurts? No. Trust me. If you look at him wrong, he'll cry. And it breaks my heart, and then I have to hug him.. and that, my friends, is why my three year old son can get away with murder. He is spoiled. Not annoying, bratty spoiled (well, ok, some days he gets that way for a second.. haha) he is the tug at your heart strings with a smile kinda kid. Oh yeah. It's hard. Tragic really. =P
So, our days don't seem to consist of much, but there's always a story to tell. I tend to joke.. alot. So don't take everything on here seriously. Seriousness is for judges and clergy. Mommy's cannot be serious all the time. Where would we be if we couldn't laugh? CRAZY. That's exactly where we'd all be!!!!
I guess I should start by telling you about me, and my little family here in Ohio. I am a SAHM, but this is the first time I've ever been a sahm. Before this, I was a cashier, a dairy section stocker, an assistant mgr. at a gas sation, a coffee house waitress, and more.. just in the last three years. I was/should be now attending college classes full time (on top of my job). I was stressed to say the least! Now, my fiance is working a better job that has allowed me to stay home with my son. I say my son.... he's not my fiance's. I am divorced. Did I mention that? No, obviously.. hehe. This is my first post. Yes. Divorced when my son was newborn. Sad then, better now. So. My fiance. We'll refer to him as milk man. He works on a dairy fam. So, MM. We have been together a year. Engaged a few months, working on baby. My son, aka Monkey, is three years old. He is the light of my life, never forget that, as you read my blog, and think I am a deranged mother. I love my child. One must never forget that as I recall the days events. haha. I do not believe in severe punishment for children. Now, adults on the other hand? Heck yeah, beat em.. (haha. tha was a joke. bear with me). I tap him on the bottom, yes. Does he cry? Yes. Is it bc it hurts? No. Trust me. If you look at him wrong, he'll cry. And it breaks my heart, and then I have to hug him.. and that, my friends, is why my three year old son can get away with murder. He is spoiled. Not annoying, bratty spoiled (well, ok, some days he gets that way for a second.. haha) he is the tug at your heart strings with a smile kinda kid. Oh yeah. It's hard. Tragic really. =P
So, our days don't seem to consist of much, but there's always a story to tell. I tend to joke.. alot. So don't take everything on here seriously. Seriousness is for judges and clergy. Mommy's cannot be serious all the time. Where would we be if we couldn't laugh? CRAZY. That's exactly where we'd all be!!!!
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