Wednesday, October 8, 2008
What is that called? Oh, yeah a table!
Okay, this will be short since I just deleted my great entry...and I mean it was wonderful. Talked about coming up from the dead and poop and all kinds of cool stuff, but it is gone now cuz I don't know how to use a computer! Why? Because I am totally fuzzed out in my brain and cannot make any sense of the senseless babble that is in my head. I need sleep. I need my baby to let me sleep. He wants an all-you-can-eat boob fest all night and day, and I gotta tell you...it is a little exhausting. I couldn't remember the word for “table” today. Elizabeth had to finally ask me if I meant "table". I just stared back at her with my mouth open and drool coming out nodding slowly. (I think she may have taken a breast pad and wiped it off my lip...what a good girl!) I do have great kids. They have been home for a three week break, and besides the clump of poop left in the washer after the wash had been put in the dryer...(yes, washed poop still stinks and sometimes older siblings don't know they should rinse the poop out of the underwear of their regressing sibling’s (Sam) underwear. ( I swear he pooped his pants for the 100th time)...yeah, had to wash that load again...in hot. So, where was I? (Got the poop story in, hope I don't delete this again) ....it has been great. I am trying to resurrect my personality now and I hope expressing myself on this blog will help. Just a shout out to all of you who are trying to laugh at life and be grateful for insanity... I have been working on that gratitude thing?...and it is working I think...I just hope I don't die now that I feel peaceful and grateful for my kids and home...uhoh that always happens in the movies and I am reading some really sappy books by Nicholas Sparks (chic books...good ones) and so many are sick and dying when they have so much to live for...getting me paranoid. Okay, I am rambling. Love you and share me with your friends. We are all in this together right? I have missed you all. (Thanks to all your… “I miss your blog comments”) Ana
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Hi Ana! Thought of you today as I got out all my Halloween decorations since you are the Queen of Halloween. Your house always looked awesome and I loved your parties each October. Congrats on your new little one. Sorry you are in the thick of things with your five--hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteHey girl, I have forgotten such words as "patio", "jet" and "toilet"!! ha ha! No worries there. As for your personality, I don't think it can die- "esta fuerte y bella!" I'm trying the gratitude thing too- it WORKS!! You're awesome. You write wonderfully- I think you should to the Stephanie Meyers thing and start your novels.
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She's alive! We have missed you, now I can read blogs again. Sorry no calls as of late, Jerry used 1300 minutes last month- we have 550 to share! Needless to say that was a big phone bill. So funny about the poop, though I can imagine it wasn't that funny at the time. Table huh? Just don't forget the words birth control- haha love ya
ReplyDeleteLove your poop story!!
ReplyDeleteYour Back!!!! I have missed you. hehe. Love your stories. I am glad I am not the only one who talks about poop. You are the best. Keep plugging along. I am here if you need me. ;)
ReplyDeleteHey, great to see you in blog world! Yeah...I know about a regressing child (Courtney) I wish I knew what was causing it!! But after much changing in "rewards" I think we are getting her back!! Thanks for finding the humor in life, and helping me see it in mine!
ReplyDelete(You can check out my neglected blog at www.ifwithallyourhearts.blogspot.com)
I thought I had done it all but you've topped me. I have never washed poop before. It's an interesting concept to think about though. :) Can't wait for more of this Ana humor! Such a perfect blend of optimism, gratitude, and pessimism all entangled into an intricate web of intrigue.
ReplyDeleteI need a good laugh so thanks for blogging again. My kids have seen me at my worst every time I saw James in the bathroom trying to clean up his messes . . . he got it everywhere. When I finally decided that I didn't care he stopped.
ReplyDeleteWhy can't kids come to earth clean and potty trained.
Ahh Poop...haven't blogged about that one yet. Glad to have you back!
ReplyDeleteThanks for returning for me, if I knew I just needed to ask i would have done it a long time ago! Love ya. I feel your pain. Breastfeeding, sleep deprivation, and potty training definitely on my list of favorites of mortality.
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