This Full House

Child Web-Safety: It's NOT just a scare tactic.

Our superintendent sent out a letter that there would be an evening presentation held at the middle school on teaching your children about online safety.

It's not the first time I've received such a notification.  Besides, I attended something similar two years ago.

I have four children (14, 12, 9 and 6) who will be entering into four different schools within the district, next year.  So, I'm pretty much used to getting scary letters from school.  Like the latest outbreaks of chicken pox and head lice and the typical "just so you know" type letters, reminding parents "how to know when your child is too sick to go to school" AND the repercussions of "excessive absents."

I know...DUH!...I spend a lot of time on the Internets.  I make it my business to surf the blogosphere and have spoken about the power of the mom blogging community (more than once) and I have become fearless.  In fact, I feel safer here (in my blog) than I do out on the street and thought...meh...I am so done with scare tactics!

Until, it happened to our family.

This Is My Early Morning Singing Song!

Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo...

I'm not a morning person.  I'm a mommy, you know what I mean?  Still.  My husband Garth (not his real name) couldn't care less if I woke up, tomorrow, decided to shave my head and start referring to myself as:

"Hello, my name is Starshine and I AM Mr. Clean's bitch!"

I'm telling you, as weird as it sounds, he'd STILL think I'm sexy.

Why?

Because, my husband is really NOT all that interested in what's going on with my head - yes, he is a very smart man - but, he HAS sung praises of his love for me...from the neck down...many, many times.

Nearly Wordless Wednesday: Catherapy

Cats.  Some people seem like they can't live without them and others just don't understand the attraction.  Either way, cats can bring out the best (and worst) in their human counterparts.  I mean, they do have a reputation of being a tiny bit self-absorbed and often times are considered to be not a very good, you know, people-type pet.

Still.

There are those times, during their seemingly endless days of captivity, when a cat can sense that something is off and their owners aren't feeling quite right, or perhaps the planets are aligned and the earth's rotation has shifted just a tad, and they simply slip out of character.

Or (in this case) when the other more affectionate and much younger beta cat is at the vet and in critical care, at the moment.

Either way...there IS peace in the valley, tonight.

Thanks, Old Man - I owe you one - and get well soon, Bucky (named after Buck Beak, one of Hagrid's many pets in Harry Potter) we miss you, so much!

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Beware: Bitch Session in Progress - Hold my calls and mind all the empty margarita glasses.

My mom had double-knee replacement surgery, last year (yes, it's just as icky as it sounds) and her and dad have had one medical challenge after another, since then.

Life goes like that, sometimes - beautiful one minute, filled with suckage the rest.

It's okay, though.  I sort of imagine life as a giant 50 foot female, all hopped up on too much caffeine and experiencing a bad hair day, and expect it will probably try to bite me in the ass, more than once.

Today, most especially, she is going to be a total BITCH!

Beware: Mommy on Duty - Hold my calls and mind the middle child.

When Thing One was born, my husband and I couldn't wait to bring her home and welcomed our new roles, as mother and father to our brand new baby daughter, celebrating each milestone of "firsts" with equal amounts of enthusiasm and trepidation.

Then, I became pregnant with Thing Two and - though, I couldn't wait and called my husband, at work, and gave him the results of the pregnancy test, while in the middle of a meeting with a client - I soon started to worry whether or not I was ready to separate myself from being "the world" to Thing One and having to share, well, pretty much everything, from my toes up, with TWO babies!?!

Soon, my fears were put to rest and the mommy in me sort of just, you know, kicked into high gear and there seemed to be plenty of me to go around.

Until, they grew up and NOW my husband Garth (not his real name) and I combine our super parental powers and it takes every bit of that strength...NOT to bite their little heads off.

The Difference Between You and Me is I Make Other Moms Look Good!

Usually, women like Motherhood Uncensored intimidate me.  I mean, COME ON, all you have to do is take one look at her to know that she is most likely someone a mom (like me) could grow to hate, very easily.

But, I can't.  Because, she's smart...OH...and she really is very sweet, in person, too...damnit.

I guess that's why, after reading her post about how parents...ahem...with older kids (like me) sometimes have trouble remembering just how difficult living in the baby-toddler vacuum really is, I was bothered by my initial reaction.

[insert eye-roll, chuckle, fake head nod, here]

PBN Blog Blast: The Truth About Motherhood - and it is the one you probably won't want to hear, either.

The Parent Bloggers Network is collaborating with Discovery Health to introduce their new docu-drama "Deliver Me" which follows three women - best friends, working mothers and physicians - as they balance delivering babies together in their OB/GYN practice with their lives outside the delivery room.

Perhaps you're like me - having given birth to what will probably be her last baby, 6 years ago - and asking yourself, what's this have to do with me?

Well, they're looking for bloggers to tell them the truth about motherhood and I happen to have a one that just might hurt, a little.

This Full House Kids: The birth of a family blogging project.

It's a girl...a girl...a boy...and a girl!

I am pleased to announce the birth of This Full House Kids - yep, we have added yet ANOTHER blog to our menu and I know what you're thinking...yes, I DO...because, it's probably the same thing that my husband, Garth (not his real name) is wondering and I ask myself, all the time, too.

Holy Hannah Montana...WOMAN...what WERE you thinking?

Whoever Says, You Can't Go Home, Never Had To Sleep With Me!

The kids and I left town, this weekend - yes, ALL of us and my husband DID know about it - because, well, you see, I haven't been feeling "quite right" lately.

No, I'm not sick.

[knocking on wood until knuckles bleed]

But, for reasons too long to go into, here (you're welcome) if you really want to know, I'm hashing it all out at The Imperfect Parent, today.

Anyhow, I've been at this mommy gig long enough to know that raising a family isn't always going to be all sunshine and rainbows - although, my kids really do make me smile and, more often than not, laugh SO hard, my face hurts - I've been hollering at the children way too much, lately, and by the time I woke up on Friday morning, I was ready to toss in the towel and called it a day.

So, I packed my bags and ran home to my mommy!

30 Tiny Moments - Day 2: Times when I just can't see the Doofus, for the trees.

 

 

There was a time - not so long ago, really - when I enjoyed sleep (I mean, actually slept) and it took every bit of strength - whatever I had left from the day before - just to get up in the morning.  I mean, just the thought of having to stand, erect, was enough to make me want to jump right back into bed and pull the covers over my head.

Sounds good, yes?

Yet, one of the few things that helped see me through was that, one day - once all of  my children were in school and I was home alone - perhaps, I would miss all the chaos .

Surprisingly enough, I don't!