Monday, March 29, 2010
It's about that time
Its about that time of the day where I get so excited. I like to work. It give me a chance to feel human and honestly it makes me appreciate my family so much more. It gets to about 3:30 and I literally watch the clock. I get to leave at 4:00 and start my real job...being a mommy. I love to go get my boys. They sometimes scream with excitement to see me. My heart is so blessed. I am so glad to have a job that I can turn off at 4:00 and go home. Now my boss came by the other day and was like I came by around 4:10 and you weren't here. I was like of course...I get off at 4:00. I just love to be a mommy and honestly working has made me so thankful for it. To all you stay at home mom's hats off to you!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
I used to be.......
I used to be a woman who wore make up, now I wear spit up.
I used to be a woman who watched tv shows religiously, now I dvr it all
I used to be a woman who cooked amazing meals for my hubby, now he's lucky to get soup and a sandwich.
I used to be a woman who never had smudges on her glasses now there are tiny finger prints all over them
I used to be a woman who tended to her cat's every need, now she's lucky to get food and water once a day.
I used to be a woman who bought groceries on a whim, now it's a great under taking...lists, daycare, and COUPONS!
I used to be a woman who lived by herself, now I come home to a family.
I used to be a woman who had her job and that is what defined her, now I am defined by these special boys.
I used to be a woman who thought she was happy now I know true happiness.
Thank you Jesus for change and bringing these men to my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I used to be a woman who watched tv shows religiously, now I dvr it all
I used to be a woman who cooked amazing meals for my hubby, now he's lucky to get soup and a sandwich.
I used to be a woman who never had smudges on her glasses now there are tiny finger prints all over them
I used to be a woman who tended to her cat's every need, now she's lucky to get food and water once a day.
I used to be a woman who bought groceries on a whim, now it's a great under taking...lists, daycare, and COUPONS!
I used to be a woman who lived by herself, now I come home to a family.
I used to be a woman who had her job and that is what defined her, now I am defined by these special boys.
I used to be a woman who thought she was happy now I know true happiness.
Thank you Jesus for change and bringing these men to my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Sister
My sister came to visit me this week. Thank the Lord. I love her so much. She is truly by best friend. I get sad to think she lives 8 hours away. Its funny we haven't always been this close. Its like we are experiencing things for the first time together. She has a 1 year old and is in her first year of her second marriage. I have two 9 months old and in my second year of marriage. She had 4 children before Abby but her youngest was 16 before Abby came. She said having Abby is like having a baby for the first time because there was never all this stuff for kids there is now. We spent our visit shopping...visiting...and watching our kids play. Abby stays at home with mommy all day so the adjustment of having other kids touch her and her stuff was an experience. I loved the faces she made at the boys like, "who are you and why are you in my space." My boys just ignored her...to funny. Its funny when you have kids no one really wants to be your friend. When you get married there is the adjustment of not being single. You start to do things with people who are also married and then you have kids and bam...you are nobody. I guess people assume you are busy or maybe they don't want to be around your kids. So my sister and I are close because we don't have someone everyday to talk to and just discuss everyday life. Don't get me wrong I have friends but things are way different than what they were before. I am in no way complaining. I just find it humorous that people somehow assume i am this woman who doesn't want to hang out...have a drink...get dinner. I am human people. To all my friends who still hang out with me. Thank you....my husband is grateful because without you I would be insane. And to my sister: i long for a day that we can spend the day shopping together...drinking margaritas...and then one of us pack up and go home and it not take 8-9 hours...i love you and miss you!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Geting out of the house
Getting out of the house is quite a battle in the Riley household. This past Saturday I knew I was not going to be at the house all day. This snow was driving us nuts. My mother and I decided to make a day of it and take the boys shopping, to lunch, and everywhere until they screamed their heads off. Now to be gone all day you must do multiple things:
1. Morning Nap- usually around 10:00am. The boys must have this or they will be bears. When they wake up from this it is like a brand new morning. They are bright eyed...bushy tailed...and good for mama
2. Packing the Diaper bag. Now this is an art form. You have to remember formula and food. You have to bring bottles, bibs, spoons, snacks, and baby food. Then you pack diapers. Make sure you have enough..wipes...extra clothes...burp cloths...blankets...and the essential toys...The boys need entertainment if people watching becomes boring. Now this is a lot of one child...let alone two...so i have two diaper bags at this point... food bag and then the bag we carry in and out of places.
3. Car Seats...cleaned...adjusted and ready to hold children
4. Clean up the children-make em smell good...do their hair so they don't look like fuzz balls...change their clothes....wash their faces...
Now if you can do all this and remember to brush your teeth and put on clothes...you are successful.
So last Saturday...I did it...got em packed...out the door and by the projected time I told my mother. We went to lunch... the boys sat in highchairs and ate...they were perfect...we shopped and shopped...they sat like big boys in the Target carts...They were so excited... i was thinking to myself... a successful day...I remembered everything...since last time I had to buy bottles to feed them because i remembered it all but the bottles... then it happened...
My mother says to me..."Is your shirt inside out?"
Now this is being asked of me in the check out line at Target. We have been together for 6 hours at this point. We are at our last stop...going home...
I say..."No...of course not!" I reach to check my tag...and sure enough of this mother is wearing her shirt inside out...I just laugh to myself...my mom then asks
"aren't you going to the bathroom to switch it?" I tell her.."If i have made it this far then I can last the rest of the ride home."
I have to laugh to myself on this one...some would be mortified...but I am thinking...That was a successful day...I got out the door...remembered everything... my boys never cried... no puking...I had a great lunch and I found some good deals...now the least of my worries is my shirt being inside out...i find success just to be wearing a shirt.
1. Morning Nap- usually around 10:00am. The boys must have this or they will be bears. When they wake up from this it is like a brand new morning. They are bright eyed...bushy tailed...and good for mama
2. Packing the Diaper bag. Now this is an art form. You have to remember formula and food. You have to bring bottles, bibs, spoons, snacks, and baby food. Then you pack diapers. Make sure you have enough..wipes...extra clothes...burp cloths...blankets...and the essential toys...The boys need entertainment if people watching becomes boring. Now this is a lot of one child...let alone two...so i have two diaper bags at this point... food bag and then the bag we carry in and out of places.
3. Car Seats...cleaned...adjusted and ready to hold children
4. Clean up the children-make em smell good...do their hair so they don't look like fuzz balls...change their clothes....wash their faces...
Now if you can do all this and remember to brush your teeth and put on clothes...you are successful.
So last Saturday...I did it...got em packed...out the door and by the projected time I told my mother. We went to lunch... the boys sat in highchairs and ate...they were perfect...we shopped and shopped...they sat like big boys in the Target carts...They were so excited... i was thinking to myself... a successful day...I remembered everything...since last time I had to buy bottles to feed them because i remembered it all but the bottles... then it happened...
My mother says to me..."Is your shirt inside out?"
Now this is being asked of me in the check out line at Target. We have been together for 6 hours at this point. We are at our last stop...going home...
I say..."No...of course not!" I reach to check my tag...and sure enough of this mother is wearing her shirt inside out...I just laugh to myself...my mom then asks
"aren't you going to the bathroom to switch it?" I tell her.."If i have made it this far then I can last the rest of the ride home."
I have to laugh to myself on this one...some would be mortified...but I am thinking...That was a successful day...I got out the door...remembered everything... my boys never cried... no puking...I had a great lunch and I found some good deals...now the least of my worries is my shirt being inside out...i find success just to be wearing a shirt.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Seriously...more snow
Just when i was out and about...more snow comes...so here we are snowed in again...it's like a blizzard out there. Its blowing everywhere....i dont think we will ever get out this time...
Both of them are crawling now which makes us having to watch them like hawks. i have come to the conclusion that we should just remove everything from this room this would just simplify life at this point.
Nathanael is coughing again so we have done breathing treatments all day. I feel like we have the cold that just wont let them be. Thier noses run and run...we wipe and wipe...they cry and get frustrated... poor things...good thing i got puffs plus at sams club....none of these are complaints...they are happy and actually healthy...i can handle snotty noses and coughs...
Both of them are crawling now which makes us having to watch them like hawks. i have come to the conclusion that we should just remove everything from this room this would just simplify life at this point.
Nathanael is coughing again so we have done breathing treatments all day. I feel like we have the cold that just wont let them be. Thier noses run and run...we wipe and wipe...they cry and get frustrated... poor things...good thing i got puffs plus at sams club....none of these are complaints...they are happy and actually healthy...i can handle snotty noses and coughs...
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Snowed in
Well there is like 36 inches of snow outside. My husband has been amazing. He has shoveled us out and now we are waiting for the plow. I like to leave the house once a day and i am not sure if that will happen at all this weekend.
Today has been ok though. The boys slept good....3 naps!!! So lucky on that one. James is crawling like crazy. It's military crawl but he can move. The poor guy...he bears on one side more than the other so his arm is all rubbed up from the carpet...Nate on the other hand is moving slower...he has more to move. Today though he wiggled to get what he wanted. He got himself under the tv stand but wined and wined to be let out. I was like kid...you got yourself there...here is a picture of that...you had to help him...how precious is that face????
Today has been ok though. The boys slept good....3 naps!!! So lucky on that one. James is crawling like crazy. It's military crawl but he can move. The poor guy...he bears on one side more than the other so his arm is all rubbed up from the carpet...Nate on the other hand is moving slower...he has more to move. Today though he wiggled to get what he wanted. He got himself under the tv stand but wined and wined to be let out. I was like kid...you got yourself there...here is a picture of that...you had to help him...how precious is that face????
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