Really I should be updating this a whole lot more.

And I have no idea why I'm picking tonight to do this, I'm so effing tired I could puke.

#1 Trenty pants is 9 months today. 9 months people, where the hell has the time gone?? He's getting his first tooth, it just broke the surface, he's cruising furniture, giving kisses, waving and is either incredibly happy or incredibly pissed off.

#2 I applied for college. I haven't been inside of a school in nearly 10 years, I'm terrified and excited. I'm getting two grants, which makes it that much easier. Yes this makes me very happy. I pretty much bombed the math placement test, and only came close on the English (I'm retaking that Tuesday). Still trying to figure out exactly when I'm going, what I'm doing with Trent and some other issues in general but I've made important steps rather than just hemming and hawing about it. I NEED to do this, it's very important to me and my family, it will be well worth it.

#3 is there a number 3? I guess #3 is that my oldest kid is really smart, he's been helping other students read, and he got all As (one C, but that average will go up since he aced the science test) on his progress report. He got 106% in spelling, that's right, it's because he's spelled every word right including the bonus word. I'm so thrilled he's a good reader, I love to read, and it's important to me.

This has been one hell of a weekend in general. Saturday we went to my cousin's house for my a surprise 40th birthday party. Things like this are just not fun with an infant. Their house was a total infant death trap, and everyone was getting hammered and singing karaoke, woohoo, bleh. and my (childless) cousin made some sort of remark about how awful it is to have to go home early because a baby is cramping your style. Ayup. If I want to go out and have a few drinks it's not at a family party, it's at a bar with one of my friend's while the baby is home with daddy, getting drunk with kids around (fyi I don't get drunk even without kids around, I'm nursing) is not fun at all.

Then today it was my, I guess you would call her my step mother in law's surprise 40th birthday party. Another incredibly child unfriendly house, just short of squalor, and they have a big dog. I don't mean big like 50lbs I mean big like the size of a larger man big. Did I mention the dog is also mean? The dog bit three people while we were there, no bullshit, he drew blood on one woman. And my step MIL just kept opening presents while this poor woman ran into the house to clean the wound, WTF?? I'm more than a little disgusted with them. I have pets, I love my pets, but when people come over the dog goes into his crate. He's not even a bitey dog but I don't like him jumping all over people and barking, not everyone likes dogs, I'm completely cool with that. It's just plain ass ignorance.

Basically Trent is not a good traveler these days and going places (people's houses especially) is a nightmare. He'd rather be at home crawling around and pulling up on stuff in our (safe) house. So this weekend blew, and I'm so exhausted I could cry. I also started my period.

2nd Grade Girls.

Well one in particular is irritating my kid. The classroom has a comment box (Jeff asked me what is that like myspace messaging classroom style? HA!) where I guess the kids can air their grievances about other kids.

Xander got this one (I will write down exactly what it says and then translate):

Xanderr,
you are evrie bidis freind but nut min plies be my frenid.

Xander you are everybody's friend but not mine please be my friend.

So I asked him if he was being a jerk to this poor girl, but apparently he isn't he just doesn't want to hold hands and hug like she does. This is of course the same kid who's mother without any social grace glared at me when she said 'oh no Xander's in my class again!'.

I swear they grow up too fast with the boyfriend/girlfriend crap. Xander is uninterested, he likes pokemon and video games not girls. For this I am eternally grateful.

ugh

I now remember the bad thing about back to school. No sleep, no sleep at all.

The baby's new schedule is getting up at 6 something in the am, and pulling my face off until I get up. That just sucks on weekends, let me tell you.

He's also decided that after a good month of crawling around he's done being independent and apparently wants back into the womb. Either he's teething or getting sick, both are a real possibility since Xander has already brought his first school illness home to share.

Holiday weekend was alright, I wasn't really able to go some of the places X and Jeff went because of Trent. The baseball game would have been sucky (nosebleed seats baby that's wiggly yeah) and the airshow is really really REALLY loud and no good for little babies. I went shopping instead.

I think we're in our last blast of summer now, we had cool weather and now this week it's going to be rather warm.

Well I have diapers to wash and dishes to do and baby to feed, whoever said being a grownup was good lied I say they LIED!

Summer is coming to a close.

Hard to believe. Next week at this time big boy will be a 2nd grader, and the house will be quiet. Finally finally he learned how to ride two wheels on his bike. He is the absolute world's most stubborn kid, he doesn't do anything until he's darn well good and ready to do it. Potty training was a good example of this. His 7th birthday party is Sunday, he picked out black plates and napkins and a cake with a skull on it. Yes he is definitely my child. I should actually be cleaning for said party right now instead of jacking off on the internets. As you can see the party will not be held at pukecheese, thank you mother in law. Long story, don't feel like getting into it and I'm sure it just makes me look like a doormat.

Little boy is army crawling all over the house, eating finger foods, and is basically a joy to be around. We battled thrush for about a month, it was a nightmare, but we are still nursing and will continue to nurse until 18 months minimum.

Since he's been scooting all over the place I've had to up my childproofing. It's a running joke here that anything that looks dangerous Trent is sure to find. Elecrtical cords? Lemme at them. Oooh those scissors look tasty! Let me have a taste of your honey bunches of oats even though I can't have honey and I have no teeth. Yep.

Summer.

I seem to go from extreme business to extreme boredom. I used to enjoy being home now I just want out of the house every minute of the day, I'm bored right now. T.V. sucks, big kid is camping with my cousin, and little kid is sleeping (this is a good thing, it is almost midnight).

I made a cake the other day, and this is such a typical conversation between me and my husband:

him: what's that in the pan in the fridge
me: it's a cake
him: who did you make a cake for? Is it someone's birthday that I don't know about?
me: I just wanted a cake
him: you made a cake for yourself?
me: Yes it's my cake no one else can have any.

Am I the only person who's mom used to make cakes just because? I mean hey it's Wednesday why not have a cake? Sometimes it's nice to just do something just because. I'm probably lucky I don't weigh 400lbs because a lot of my something's involve food, like the huge cinnamon buns I made all winter, or the double rich chocolate ice cream I made in my ice cream maker. Yes I have an ice cream maker. And no I didn't make ice cream for anyone's birthday.

Speaking of birthday's big boy's 7th is coming up. That's right 7th, when did my first baby get to be 7?? Did I mention he's camping? He's three hours away from me. While he's spent plenty of overnights somewhere this is the furthest he's ever been, and he's not coming back until Sunday. We're holding this year's party at Puke E Cheese. I'm not thrilled but that's what he wants.

And of course we have pictures:



brotherly love



Trenty vs. the avocado, I think the avocado won.

Long time no update.

Big kid was let out of school for summer vacation the 6th, and things have been really busy since then. He started underhand pitch baseball which he really seems to like, he hit every ball last game, goooo Xander!

Baby is getting big, close to sitting up independently, he can scoot crawl sort of. And of course he is loud, he is possibly the loudest baby I've ever met, he baby talks loud, he laughs loud and he cries and screams even louder.

The weather has been super funky, it's hot it's cool it's hot it's rainy, we had a storm that contained hail last week, yikes.

And apparently Pokemon is up next on cartoon network which according to Xander is reason to celebrate, ha!

Deliver Me.

So I've watched this show on discovery health this season. Usually I'm very meh on birth related shows, but for some reason I am addicted to this one. Maybe because it irritates me a little?

Almost every episode they're inducing someone way early because they think the baby might be big, almost every birth is a c-section, and the latest episode when a new mom was in there saying that she's not getting much sleep because the baby wants to nurse all the time and the dr. suggested supplementing because 'he's a big baby and needs more milk' I wanted to smack her. Yes supplementing is a great way to make your supply go down.

I understand there are instances where really there are supply issues but I've never heard that getting up in the middle of the night with the baby who wants to eat (the 6 week old baby at that) is a cause for concern about supply. Ugh misinformation.

I still don't care about how anyone feeds their kid, I don't feel it's any of my business (and some of my best friends are formula feeders *snort* but really I formula fed my first), I just hate when medical professionals give out shoddy info, I think people have the right to be informed 100% and correctly at that before making decisions.

As a major downer apparently I contracted cellulitis somehow, my arm just looks lovely. I hope the antibiotics don't get us thrush, heading to the healthfood store tomorrow to look for probiotics.