Type A doens't do well with mess!!

Before I even begin to start rambling(bitching) about my hot mess of a bathroom I just want to give you the "behind the scenes" view on how this project came to life.
When Aaron and I bought this house a year and a half ago there was a lot of work that needed to be done to it... and when I say a lot of work, I mean A LOT!!!
With that said... we hired people to do the work for us...and I liked it that way.. I didn't have to worry about cleaning up the mess that they made..after all, that is why I paid them to do the work.. and if they messed something up, they had to fix it. With that said...let's fast forward to this past week.
My sweet yet completely white collar husband decided to tear down the old backsplash tile that covered our bathtub from the floor up because he got tired of hearing me complain about how much of a pain in the rear it was to keep WHITE tile clean in a bathtub.... Who puts white tile up in a bathtub?? Obviously not a mom of two boys who play racecars and pirate ships e.v.e.r.y  s.i.n.g.l.e  n.i.g.h.t. leaving smudge marks all over the place....
So....he got the tools needed and instructed me to stay downstairs.... "Don't come anywhere near the bathroom or else you will probably freak out." Now if he tells me that I will probably freak out it means that I will completely freak out along with hyperventilate.
 I don't like mess.... at all.. I am the weird mom who has to make every bed before preschool even if I am already running late... as long as my house is clean who cares if I am late? It is a good/bad habit to have.. I got it honest too. I can remember my mom coming into my room almost every night growing up to vacuum...at 10:30 p.m.... I swore that I would never be a clean freak like her.. oops!!!
I stayed out as long as I could but I eventually had to pee..So I walk into the bathroom looking to find white tile cracked all in the bathtub... not THIS!!

 That's right people... HOLES in my walls and HOLES at the bottom surrounding my bathtub...have I mentioned that my husband is white collar and it took him over 6 months to change out a light bulb in our hallway??
Oh boy....did I freak out? All I could imagine was falling through the bottom of the floor trying to take a bath.. I was scared... I still am scared...the only thing that saved me from having a panic attack was this..

That would be my sweet little boy helping his daddy... So sweet...and I am kind of hoping that Landon did some of the work :)

So today  we no longer have holes.... It still isn't done yet and I am still scrubbing white dust off of my floors, taking a shower in the boys' bathroom, and having heart palpitations every time I walk into the bathroom...but I must say that I am very proud of my hubby...now if he could only tile my shower....Nah.. I will leave that to Paw-Paw when he comes in April!!!

Free time...or the lack there of....

As I am sitting on the couch this Saturday morning trying to get motivation to get me and the kiddos ready, the hubby is out playing golf...ummm for the second day in a row....Now don't get me wrong..I fully believe that he needs his "free" time but really? Two days in a row? Isn't it too cold for golf? Or am I the only wuss who would rather sit in my house with my pajamas on sipping on some hot chocolate...(dreaming of course.. by the time I ever get to finish a cup of anything hot it has been reheated several times.)

So this got my mind pondering this morning as to what the differences are in free time between a stay at home mom and her husband.. This is what I have concluded..

1. While my husband never thinks twice about taking a shower in peace, I basically have to set up a scavenger hunt downstairs just so I can jump in the shower to have 5 minutes of "free"  time.Otherwise, I end up with two little boys banging on my bathroom door because God forbid their mother be out of sight...and  since my bedroom is right beside Olivia's bedroom and I have to "shower" while she is napping, I don't even bother locking the bathroom door anymore... so they end up coming in and there goes my 5 minutes of peace.

2. Eating meals- I don't even think I know what a meal is anymore. The hubby can just grab something on his way to work in the mornings, he gets to have a child free lunch at a SIT DOWN place most of the time, and dinner is usually done for him when he gets home from work. I on the other hand am just racing around in the mornings popping waffles out of the toaster oven for the boys and getting milk pumped and ready for my 6 month old. For lunch I am usually multi-tasking because it would be too easy for Evan and Landon to like the same things to eat. One wants this while the other one wants that....then it is off to get milk ready for the little gal again...after her milk it is time for some baby food. By the time all of that is over, it is close to 2:30 and the boys' energy levels are at its peak leaving me with just enough time to make a diet coke and some pretzels.. ... Then dinner... oh yeah.. that meal that just happens to be around meltdown time now that my 2 year old doesn't nap anymore.... thankfully Olivia is usually napping around the time I start cooking for dinner but the other two.... WHOA!!  One if not both of them are screaming, crying, yelling, or are having some other form of a crisis which usually results in me threatening to throw away every single toy in their ridiculously overstocked playroom. This happens daily... not kidding!
Now back to cooking dinner.. I usually start dinner around 4:45 so that we can eat anywhere between 5:30-6:00... When it is time to eat everyone sits down at the table together (a big must in our house) and we(they) begin eating... I am usually feeding Olivia her milk and then her baby food while stuffing my face with a few bites of food before someone needs more juice or more food.
And there you have it... that is what my meal time looks like every day... Which is why I am beyond EXCITED to have a night out with the girl this weekend. I will finally get some ":free" meal time.. oh it is the little things that excite me now!

3-Bathroom break? What is a bathroom break? There have been multiple times that I have almost wet my pants driving home from somewhere because I can't just stop the car at a gas station or fast food place to pee. why? because I have three little ones in the back seat...and I dare NOT take three kids under the age of 5 into a gas station's restroom.. gag!!!

4-playdates..for my husband it is a round of golf(without kids).....for me, it is having other kids at my house to entertain my kids so that I can have an adult conversation... that usually results in talking about our kids..enough said!

5-Leisure time.... while the hubby sits on the couch watching ESPN in the evenings, I am sitting on the opposite couch reading....and no, I am not talking about the latest and greatest sappy love story. I am talking about board books, level one readers, and the latest, greatest award winning children's' books. Why? because 4 year olds have homework, they need to be prepared for Kindergarten, and by golly if Landon sees Evan doing flashcards and reading books then he has to do the same thing...and we can't just read one book.. not even two books.. it is usually on the scale of 4-5 books... and the older they get, the longer the books get!! Between homework, flashcards, and reading books, I usually spend about 2-3 hours A DAY on this task...

So there you have it.... the little things that our husbands don't even think twice about are sometimes enough to make us go a little crazy....as I sit here with the same cup of coffee I have had since 9:00.

Happy Weekend Everyone!

The Fever.....

So...it has officially hit me... I've got the fever.... the baby fever that is... Before you start screaming at your computer telling me loads of profanity, I have to tell you that if you are a mommy with a little one around the age of 6-7 months and the fever hasn't hit you...well one- it is likely to hit you soon and/or two.... you are just...well, I will let you fill in the blank :)

I have always wanted three kids...but after my oh so bad first two pregnancies I was really contemplating having a third....but we (I) did, and I am so happy that I didn't let the fear of puking for 5 months straight, needle pricking 4 times a week, urine collections 2 times a week, doctor's appointments 2 times a week, and long hospital stays towards the end of my pregnancies stop me from having my sweet little girl... My last pregnancy was wonderful....in every way imaginable.... no sickness, little weight gain, and more energy pregnant than I ever thought was possible...

I guess this could have a little something to do with my "fever" attacking my immune(hormonal) system. My boys are so sweet... but they are growing up way too fast.. Evan is going to be in Kindergarten in the fall for crying out loud... It feels like I was just changing his diapers.. How can he be ready for Elementary School? Landon is almost 3.... what?? My sweet little boy almost 3.. and Olivia is over the 6 month mark... It feels like she should still be in the womb and yet somehow 7 sweet months have almost gone by. She has been such a joy since birth and her personality is just so innocent. She is a go with the flow kind of girl and she is just so content with watching what is going on around her. and trust me, there is plenty going around here all the time!


I have instructed my hubby to go get "fixed" so that my fever will go away.....that way I won't hold out hope that he will change his mind...once it is a "done deal" I will manage....but it is just the thought of holding a newborn again, rocking  a baby to sleep(I still rock Olivia to sleep), and singing sweet lulibies at 3 a.m that make me just imagine what it would be like... Insane and busy..YES... but possibly the most rewarding and amazing experience a mom could ever have; absolutely. 

Some of you probably think I am crazy....you are probably thinking, " YOU HAVE THREE KIDS ALREADY.... AND ONE OF THEM IS STILL A BABY!!!" Yes. I am fully aware of this...and yet somehow my biological clock is still talking to me and screaming at my ovaries... I guess I just can't help it :)

and seeing friends' posts on facebook about getting pregnant isn't really helping my fever go away... if anything, it has turned my fever into a full blown flu bug....

Sigh....I'm going to play the lottery this weekend in hopes that I will win so that I can indeed have another little bundle of joy...but in case that doesn't happen....I need all of my friends that live close by to get knocked up so that I can get my baby fix somehow..

Until then....what are some lucky lotto numbers??