Kimmyism

This morning I told him that she was going to my friend Rhonas house because I had a doctors appointment. She said "yay!" and then she asked, "why are you going to the doctor? For your rotting butt?"

Yes kimmy,for my rotting butt. Apparently "rotting butt" was how Jeff described my hospitalization last year. Nice.


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Man card

Last night Jeff and I were watching the Bachelorette. I noticed that my toenail polish was chipped AND that the nail polish bottle was on the coffee table AND that Jeff was sitting in next to both my feet and the nail polish bottle.

I wiggled my toes and said, "Hey baby, will you paint my toes? I need a touch up!"

He looked at my feet...looked at the nail polish bottle...looked at the tv. He was quiet for a minute. Then he said, "If it ever got out that I was watching the bachelorette and painting your toes, I would have relinquish my testicles....so NO!"

Hmmmm I guess he's got a point there, lol.


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Summer summer summertime!

This about sums it up:

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Girls just wanna have fun!

I have been down in the dumps lately. Two reasons.

The first is that i created chaos for my family because I mismanaged our money. And by mismanaged, I mean royally fucked up. I was terrified to tell Jeff and I tried to hide my gaffe which only made things worse. I finally came clean and he was surprisingly kind. I expected him to be more hateful. Silly me. He he must really love me. He forgave me and is fixing my mess. I guess I need to forgive myself. A self loathing person cannot be the best Mother.

The second reason is that it feels like lately things have been all work and no play. It's been a long hot summer and I feel like I've spent my days cleaning my house and entertaining my kids. A bunch of my neighbors have been on vacations while I stay and swelter in Houston. On top of that, my girl Laurie packed up and moved to Maui. Whaaaaaaaa! I miss her so much. She's my friend, my kids are friends with her kids, my husband is friends with her husband. :( She was a great neighber, amazing friend...

Okay I don't want to cry but there is definitely an emptyness since she left. She was always up for a mid day glass of wine which makes a day drinker like me feel like less of an alcoholic. Okay I'm crying now. I miss you girl!

Wait...im getting off track. The point if this blog post was to say how excited that I actually had a fun kid free evening turned fun night turned talking until 2:00am with a cool new friend. It started out as Bunko but we ended up spending the rest if the night laughing and before I knew it the clock said 1:45am.

Suddenly life seems a little brighter. I need to make sure I carve out time for myself. I actually like my kids today and am happy to clean my house.

Speaking of...it's a pigsty so I better get cracking!

A treasure

Kennen made something for me at preschool last year. It is just a piece of fabric with rhinestones glued onto it. I'm not really sure what its purpose is, but it is one of those things that Kennen poured his love into creating for me. I've misplaced (aka tossed haphazardly into the toybox) and Kennen has brought it to me. Big fat tears rolling down his cheeks and him saying, "Mommy I made this for you! Don't you want it?" (break my heart!!)

That's when I sweep him into a hug and thank him for finding it for me! Then he wipes his tears and laughs, "Silly Mommy!"

"Thanks Kenny. I love it!"

And I really do <3

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Is this all?

Ever wonder if every day is going to play out exactly the same as the day before? It seems like this is my new reality. Every day is wake up, make coffee, feed baby, kiss my husband goodbye until the evening. From then it's my job to keep my kids from fighting. Keep them fed and enriched.

Ugh I'm just oh.ver.it. I'm bored and I'm afraid that every day of the rest of my life is going to play out exactly the same.

Maybe it's just been a long summer.

Goodmama's The ONE stash pics

Today is going to be a very fun day in cloth diapering for me! I recieved some birthday money from my Mom and from my in-laws and what do I decide to buy? Cloth diapers. I know, I know...I have a weird obsession.

I fracking love these diapers though! It is rare to find boyish diapers that are cool and fun. There are endless lovely girly cloth diapers out there, but for boys you can usually only choose from sports themes, toy cars, and other lame patterns. As a result, most of my diapers are just solid colors, which is fine. Fine but not fabulous! Thanks to Goodmama diapers though, there is a whole new line of AIO (all in one diapers which means no cover is required to cover the rad prints!) diapers call The ONE's. My new stash of ONEs came in the mail yesterday and I couldn't be more giddy. I pet them, washed them, dried them, pet them some more and put them on Griffin. I'm not sure of all the names of these diapers, but here is what I got yesterday!

The Hot ONE:

The Snakeskin ONE:


The Snakeskin ONE again:



The Batik ONE:

The Sea ONE:


The Skully ONE:


The Green ONE (upsidedown, lol):



The Magic ONE (upsidedown too!):

The Tattoo ONE:


The Surfer ONE:

Because I'm self depricating...

and because there might be people out there in the thick of moonface thickness that are scared shitless that they will be fat and ugly forever. Here is my little jaunt with prednisone and Ulcerative Colitis over the last year. I was on 60mg for 5 days, 40 mg for a month, 30 mg for 2 weeks, 20 mg for 4 days, back up to 40mg for 2 weeks because I started bleeding again, 35mg for 2 weeks, 30mg for 2 weeks, 25mg for 2 weeks, 20mg for 2 weeks, 15mg for 2 weeks, 10 mg for 2 weeks, 5 mg for 1 week and now thank G-D that I have tapered off completely. I guess you could say I was steroid dependant because if I tapered too quickly I would get sick again. And by sick, I mean I would poop my pants. Sexy.
Drum roll please. Here is the good, the fat, the ugly and the good again.

Here I am about a month before I got pregnant. I was about 15 lbs lighter than I am right this minute.

Here I am mere hours from giving birth to my third baby Griffin. I was...the heaviest I've ever been ha ha. But my face has not really changed from pre-pregnancy. Notice the look of terror because I knew I was about to push a baby out of my vaginie.

Sigh. This is the most horrible picture and I am actually TAGGED on facebook in this one. This is a doozy. My weight is actually about the same as I am present day. But I think my face is 3 times larger than normal. I was on around 30mg of pred at this time and having a hard time tapering off. And please pay no attention to my huge looking body. My body wasn't huge. I was just under several layers because it was snowing. In Houston. Crazy.

This is me on fourth of July. Sorry it's blurry but my iPhone doesn't have an anti shake thingamajiggy and I had a squirmy baby on my lap. Moonface is gone! I've been off prednisone about 4-5 months at this point. Griffin does have moon face. Sweet chubby healthy baby moonface. And he's damn proud of it too.

This concludes my moonface before and after. Cheers!

Yee Haw!

We are staying in Texas. That is a huge relief. I'm just not in the mood to pack up my house, live in a rental for awhile, buy a new house, make new friends, blah blah blah.

Now that I've lived in my area for 4 years, I am noticing how my social circles/webs are all starting to connect. I cant tell you how many times in the last few weeks I have realized that my friends are friends with each other. So random! It is a good feeling. This is where I belong, and happily this is where I get to stay.

More to come soon!