I can see it...
It is lurking around the corner, watching my every move.
I hate it. I hate the thought of it. *shudder*
The big, furry, smelly, disgusting, creature that sucks the life out of us 40 hours at a time! Work!
My EI is quickly coming to an end and that makes me so sad. That means that sometime in the near future I am going to have to look for a job. Not a full time job, but something to at least help out, to make up for the hole in my bank account that is going to appear once the government kicks me out of the nest.
I am sitting here, thinking about what I want to do. The thing is that what I want to do is stay at home with my kids, unfortunately the pay sucks! I know that this a first for me as I distinctly remember clawing my way out the door to go back to work or school when Darian and Camryn were little. I didn't know any better back then.
It is not all about Ryleigh that I want to stay home though. I can see that my kids are different. They are better people because I am at home. They have a warm (or cool, such as the weather dictates) ride to and from school everyday. They have help with their mountains of homework at a reasonable time, they eat at a reasonable time and go to bed at a reasonable time. Don't get me wrong, all of these things are more than possible with a working mother, I have done it and see it done everday by those around me, but I don't want that anymore. There are a bazillion other reasons that I want to stay home besides just the logistics of homework, eating and bedtimes but to think about missing out on them makes me teary.
In light of the impending situation of my return to work I am presently taking sales pitches for the next million dollar idea. Please submit ASAP!!
Monday, January 29, 2007
I can see it...
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 3:10 PM
Friday, January 26, 2007
I am missing the baby that I gave birth too! The one that slept through the night since 6 weeks. I am not sure who took her but whomever did replaced her with an exact replica. Only the replica doesn't sleep for 10 hours straight!
Ryleigh must be growing as I cannot feed the child enough! She is pretty much on solids (much to my dismay, though I did know that the day would come). She has 3 meals a day, usually cereal for breakfast and lunch, with some sort of smelly jarred veg and fruit for dinner. I am still breastfeeding in between (I am more of a chew toy these days) and have also introduced a sippy cup.....just for fun.
She is waking during the night to play for a bit, then eat for a bit and then she goes back to sleep. Then she will wake up and eat again!! OMG I slept better when she was a newborn. I guess she is just building up her energy supply for when she starts crawling....*sniff, sniff*
My baby is growing and there is nothing that I can do about it. I feel so helpless....guess it is time for a new one!?!?
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 4:36 PM
Thursday, January 11, 2007
This is short but sweet....
The other we were sitting at the table having dinner (been doing that alot lately, it is so nice....). Anyway, we had the tv on in the background and there was some show on about American girls and what they want and yadda, yadda.
The story was something about how girls would rather have fame than anything else. As I was listening to this I decided to see what my girls would say.
"Would you guys rather be pretty, famous or smart?"
Enthusiastically and without hesitation, in stereo,
My heart is beaming....I am doing something right.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 9:59 PM
Thursday, January 04, 2007
This is Camryn. I am sure that my devoted fans have met her before...but just in case you stumbled upon this site by total accident....voila...Camryn.
My little Camryn is soon to be the ripe old age of 7. Her bithday is just over a month away. I am already trying to think of what we are going to get her for her birthday. This is a difficult question as everything that she holds dear in her life at the current moment involves Motley Crue. Yes, Kickstart My Heart, Girls Girls Girls, Shout at the Devil, Motley Crue.
She knows all their names, what "sounds" they make ("Mommy, Mick Mars makes the guitar sounds you know?") and that they like T-I-T-S. She already owns the Greatest Hits CD, so really there is no use buying her another one as this contains everything that a budding Motley Crue fan needs. The reason that she know that they like T-I-T-S is because "SANTA" brought her their DVD for Xmas.
Santa also brought her Twisted Sister.....do you see a pattern here? My daughter was born in the wrong decade. If she owned a pair of acid wash, tight jeans, slouch socks, some sort of feather head-thingy, a teasing comb, some black high-tops and a leather jacket I would have the coolest headbanger in the world. I am glad that she does not own these choice items of clothing as I am sure that she would put them all on, give the devil horns, bang her head and sing Dr. Feelgood like no other almost-7 year old can.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 3:41 PM