tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65192256944349450212024-03-05T01:22:52.934-08:00Rock Star Mom's BlogRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-73224823282825292312017-01-31T17:12:00.001-08:002017-01-31T17:12:22.274-08:00its ok if you think you suck at this mom thing!<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Momm'n is hard I know you are trying hard...well most of you are some of you just dont care but thats a whole other blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I want you to know you are enough and your kids think so as well. Maybe deeeeeep down in side but they do. Even when they are screaming at you and telling you that you are the worst mom ever and they hate you. I want you to know that there is no substitution for your presence and being in your child life. NO ONE can love them like you can, even when you feel like you are the worst mom ever and you feel terribly inadequate there is no one better equipped than you. God gave you these children and gave you to them you can do this!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When you are burning dinner and the smoke detector goes off ..well at least your making dinner tonight is the first night my kids have had a real mean since I stated back working for time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When you have to sneak away to have a sip of wine or a chocolate bar in the bathroom that"s ok you are enough! You have to have 2 minutes sometimes so you don"t loose your $h*t in front of them, now I"m not saying you don"t loose it sometimes we all do I have said and done some things that I wont discuss on here I loose my cool all the time!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When you get home from work and all you want to do is get out of your work clothes and use the bathroom and you have kids following you up the stairs wanting to climb in your butt and you dont turn into a screaming monster with red eyes and instead say I just need two minutes you better pat yourself on the back cause momm'n is hard and that was a win!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">when you wake up in the morning extra early just so you can have a few sips of coffee alone and your sweet baby comes downstairs and wants to talk to you and you dont threaten them with bloodily harm again a win. hey dont get me started on you over achievers that get up early to exercise that is a whole new kind of morning person that my mom zombie brain cannot grasp.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When your house it dirty the kids smell bad and you smell worse its all good.. if you have mom friends that are judgy dump um and come hang out with me I have wine and kids movies and I dont care if your kids are... well kids cause I have some of those too. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When your kid has a bruise on his face from sports and everyone looks at you at the store its ok, who cares if they think you hit the kid with a hammer at least you have your kids in sports and they are not at home playing video games every day. Not that Im against getting some me time while my kids be vidiots for a little while I get some well candy crush in. We all have to cope and balance doing this mom thing and we all have similar struggles so dont let those other moms judge you its ok to be a bad mom sometimes and and just loose your cool and say no to things like PTA and pampered chef parties. JUST SAY NO its ok !</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I get that some days the radio in the car is to much noise just knowing you gotta get in mom mode on the drive home that's perfectly normal. Dreading your kids birthday parties yea that's normal as well. Its those little things that we as moms just get thru. Now I have gone to work with puke on my back, two different colored shoes and one time I didn't even have shoes on I had on my house slippers its all perfectly normal. So if you see me some where and I do look like I've got it all together well you better say something cause it took a lot of effort! like wow girl you look hot today or the opposite if you see me and I've got something chunky in may hair well just pick it out don't make a big deal about it. We are all trying really hard to keep it together but know that you are enough. know. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I understand we are just trying to keep it all together with our Erin Condren planners and I phones and cute coffee mugs that say things like lady boss; when we know we are barely hangin' on to our sanity on most days. I know you gotta keep up your facebook persona that's ok too. Some times we all think are kids are jerks, but as long as you don't tell them that, its a win so go ahead and put a smug smile on your face cause you are rock'n this mom thing even when you think you suck at it. Sometimes I think I'm the worst mom ever and I just lock myself in the closet and cry while I'm eating cookies, but then after a little while of little fingers under the door and the phone ringing and the dog howling you pull it together and come out with mascara streaming down your face and try again, at this point your kids think your crazy and get all quiet so maybe that's a good thing that they know mommy has a breaking point and you can use it in the future " if you guys don't knock it off I'm going back to the closet! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> Its the little wins like kids on the honor roll and a sport victories and when you ask your kid to answer those stupid questions that are posted on face book saying without prompting ask your kids these questions and they say that they love you ten hundred when the options are 1-10 and lula roe its like mom Ger-animals that make it all worth it. So keep being a bad mom cause really your a great mom and what you feeling is perfectly normal and you are enough. And if you need to put wine in your fancy coffee mug on game days you go right ahead I wont judge. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I may not get my ten thousand steps every day, I may cover up my grey hair with old mascara, I may wear leggins every day and I may hide snacks I dont want to share, but my kids know I love them and my husband thinks Im a good mom so Im gonna keep crying in the closet if I need to and going to bed at 8:30 on Friday night and you keep being the mom you are being because YOU ARE ENOUGH!</span><br />
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<br />Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-88936901255868934402015-11-12T11:31:00.001-08:002015-11-12T11:31:11.887-08:00Mom FuNk<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ive been in such a funk lately. I have three hours all to my self almost every day from the time I get home from work to the time my little people get off the bus. THREE HOURS!!! Now usually, Ill come home and chill for a bit, change out of my work clothes and then commence the cleaning of the already clean house and contemplate some dinner, maybe do something Martha Stewart-E, go out to the green house something! Well lately I come home from work put on my dirty yoga pants that I grab off the floor from yesterday and sit in the big poppa (Ill post a picture of this for you in a moment.) I swear there is a permanent butt print in the thing. Then I settle in and begin perusing facebook on my phone for a while and then watching DIY tv and drinking over priced tea and doing nothing else until the kids get home, then I make them grilled cheese or frozen pizza for dinner. I only clean what is dirty and the laundry is sitting in baskets in the hall. Im cranky with my kids when they do come home cause they want to be kids. UG what is wrong with me? My girl Jaynie said its seasonal depression disorder or some crap, well I dont like to label my FUNKS so I decided to just blog about it.<br />
Im sure Im not the only mom who gets like this! FESS UP! you know you are cranky too! I mean look at the picture of Lucy above, that is exactly how I feel, just not motivated to do anything. I go to work and get my stuff done and cant wait to just get home and do NOTHING for the rest of the day. So here I sit in my big poppa pondering my crankiness and my funk. Now dont get me wrong I dont think Im depressed or even unhappy its just this lack of motivation and I get cranky when I have to get off my butt and do ANYTHING, like parent or pee. Time to get out of this chair..oh wait freinds is on..just one more episode and then Ill get moving. yes there is defiantly a butt print in this chair, its like my nest I purch in it with my laptop, my kindle, my phone, the remote and a cup of tea/wine/coffee depending on the day. Come on moms tell me how you have gotten out of your funks I know all you over worked, under appreciated, medicated and intoxicated moms have gone thru this.<br />
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Not feeling so RockStar mom<br />
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Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-51429669828141415362015-02-05T12:40:00.000-08:002015-02-05T12:40:07.884-08:00moms sick!!What about me? what about when I get sick? well let me give you the break down.<br />
Well when the kids and husband are sick the days are pretty much the same for me the food still gets cooked the house still gets clean and the kids still get where they need to go. However there is a lot more fussing for all involved, about fevers and vomit and snot. When moms gets sick every thing stops! the dishes are piled up the daughter wears the same pair of jeans for three days and no one notices she has snarls in her hair and the boy well I guess he is still the boy. I am however wearing the same pajamas for the last three days and smell like pee because when ever I sneeze I pee myself. Just one of the joys of having two babies in 16 months. My nose is stuffy then drippy my head feels like its going to explode and I cant hear because my ears feel plugged. Im running a fever so I get hot then cold then hot then cold.God help me if this is what menopause is like. The bed is my only sanctuary. Today dying peacefully until the movie I'm watching abruptly turns off because my husband is DVR-ing something with Snoop Dog. REALLY Snoop Dog how much reality TV can one person watch? and I checked its not just one episode he is taping it for the next three hours so here I am ! On a lighter note I have not blogged in over a year and I happen to miss it. maybe no one else has missed my blog but I sure have.<br />
My husband however is super sweet when I'm sick he calls to check on me and brings me chocolate pudding and offers to take my temperature.( I wont tell you with what or where) He says I sound like I gargled with sand paper I think he secretly thinks my husky voice is sexy. <br />
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a day in the life of SICK rock star mom.<br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-76827972301033809072013-09-19T06:45:00.000-07:002013-09-19T06:45:36.635-07:00Panties in a bunchIve been reading alot about the whole Miley Cyrus thing. This is not new, it seems all the cutie patooty Disney girls turn out all wrong. However you cannot blame the media on our lack of parenting or our over protective parenting. When I was kid I went out side and played with my friends all year round, we rode bikes and stayed out until the street lights came on. My mom didnt know where I was half the time and as long as I heard her yell for me and came runnin I didnt get my butt kicked. NOW on to my parenting. When I had my first child at 22 I raised her in Arizona where NO kids played outside due to weather or crime or whatever . So I lived in fear and wanted to lo-jack my toddler, She as an only child learned to play with her toys and entertain herself very well. It sucked because I remember playing outside all the time and she just didnt have that. We moved back to Michigan and she made friends in the neighborhood and I let her ride her bike in the subdivision and swim at the neighbors and I felt fine with that. Now I have have two more children and we moved from the city about an hour away to the country to a dirt, dead end road. My kids play out side all day long in the summer and play with the neighbor kids. Now do I let my six year old ride his bike in the road like he wants NO but I'm not an over protective freak like I was with the first kid. I still baby them like crazy and pray for a hedge of protection around them every day and have to have faith in that. Now I still feel a little spaz in my stomach when I know they will be swimming all day and they would bump their head on the dock and drown but I gotta have faith. My goodness I used to go ice skating on Kelly's lake for hours and never thought to check how thick the ice was or worry about falling through. My kids play with each other and play game's not video games, they make forts out of my living room furniture and do crafts. They don't even know who Miley Cyrus is! Now if they did see it or anything else like it and asked me about it I wouldn't sugar coat it. I hope when all is said and done my kids make decisions that make me proud and I have nothing but sympathy for Miley's dad he must be mortified!<br />
We need to remember who's responsibility these kids are, OUR'S we cannot protect them from the media or their peers we just have to be pouring in all the good stuff, words of affirmation, morals, good work ethic, compassion, empathy to balance out all the negative crap. So take responsibility for the future and raise your little people to be GOOD people loving people smart people because honestly this generation of 15 to 23 year old's scare me. lets try to get it right with this next group shall we. Don't helicopter parent but don't let the media be the only influence on your kids. Every generation has its issues and the generation above it says the young people are doing it all wrong and how " when I was a kid..." well I didn't walk up hill in the snow to school but I also didn't have my own little computer in my pocket I turned out fine and I think Im Rockn this mom thing ! So make your grandma proud and raise some GREAT kids.<br />
Parenting is tough like anything else that is worth anything, its every day all day all night blessing. so stop worrying about what your kids may or may not see on TV and kiss their little cheeks both sets !<br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-79967670322903691172013-06-27T12:16:00.000-07:002013-06-27T12:16:06.153-07:00Privacy ? <span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Privacy? you must be joking moms don't get privacy. I spend my day at work sitting in a cubicle with 15 other people around me, they hear everything I say on the phone or mumble under my breath they see everything I do from discreetly pick at a booger to adjust my bra Im afraid to fart with my head phones on because it might be loud enough for the person that sits 6 inches from me might hear it. I finally get home and all I want to do it go to the bath room and take a quick shower 15 minutes MAX! well I even shut th</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">e main door to the master suite hoping for a few minutes alone... well my son barges in once asking me I don't even remember what and I tell him to please knock when the door is closed and send him away, then he knocks and comes in all in one clean motion mom can I watch TV well its like 100 degrees out and if it gets me some privacy heck yea. " yes baby that is fine" he skips away then he comes running in about in tears mumma the remote is not working ! I look at him from the toilet and say do I really look like I can help you right now? and he stomps away. I finally get done and get in the shower after peeling my clothes off of me now mind you I worked 8 hours drove for two then sat in the heat for an hour while watching my darling son play his last game of baseball for the season AND the husband comes in and tries to talk to me while I'm in the shower and when I yell I cannot hear you he grumbles something about me being in a bad mood. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? all I wanted was 15 minutes. UGG oh and the only reason the girls didn't bother me during this time was that they were not home. 15 minutes in the life of Rock star mom.</span>Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-24053486536489429372013-04-18T06:18:00.002-07:002013-04-18T06:18:12.228-07:00CAN I PROTECT THEM?<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Can I protect them from being attacked on their schools from a man with a gun?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It's my job as their mother to protect them. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What options do I have? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Home school, no sports, no college?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh and I cannot let them get a job because it could be bombed? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What are my options? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I live in fear when God tells me not to fear, I pray for their protection with a pit in my stomach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We do not talk about the tragedies that plague our world <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at home to protect them while their small, but I don’t want them to hear about it ever at all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How can I protect them when this is all out of my control?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could have a huge bubble put over our 5 acres and never let them out, is that an option? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How else can I protect them? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I'm afraid for them, am I the only one? Life is hard enough, marriage is a daily challenge,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>parenting with a balance of love and encouragement and discipline, work no work, emotional and physical well being keeping up with the house and the needs there, keeping your fake face up for the people that you see during the day because God forbid you let anyone know how you really feel.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We can just all get on anti depressants or drugs for all the new diseases and ailments, we can read a self help book and get some therapy. </span></div>
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Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-75859722448224579932013-03-21T08:40:00.001-07:002013-03-21T08:40:49.678-07:00REAL DAD'SI read an article today about a jail that hosted a daddy daughter dance for the inmates and their daughters. I love the pictures that portraid the happiness and sadness of the day for both the daughters and the incarserated fathers. Now the arcticle was written by some ignorant heffer! and dont get me started in the sick people who think this is something sexual, Give me a freakn break !<br />
The arcticle talks about how the daddy daughter dances are something from the 1950's. There were complaints from the lesbians saying its not fair to their daughters and even the Girl Scouts changed the name of their dances to SAM dances, SAM stands for significant adult male as well as some one special and me dances REALLY??? This is the problem, where are the fathers of these children? Okay the article is about incarcerated fathers, well at least those kids know where their dads are! what about the fathers of the kids who just leave, who have nothing to do with their kids by choice, if you want my opinion <em>THEY</em> should be in jail for bailing! Okay so the fathers in jail committed a crime and they are paying for that but the fathers that just bail don't pay child support they don't help the mothers with the kids they do not even see their children. Most of them have committed crimes and just have not gotten caught. I can tell you that my oldest daughters father stole radios out of brand new cars right off the car lot among other things and just never got caught! <br />
The article also said that according to the 2011 census more than 50% of children are raised by unmarried women. THIS IS CRAZY TO ME. What is going on where are these fathers? I thought well maybe grandpa could take the kids to the daddy daughter dances but you know what? he is no where to be found either because this is the second generation where kids are being raised my single mothers. Does any one think about that? Look back, could you imagine not having a grandfather? So lets think about this, a women has a child with a man and he leaves and she has to raise the child on her own and then her daughter meets a man and because she does not know what a good man looks like she then has a daughter with this man who leaves her to raise the child on her own and this just goes on and on and on. Children need a father. The article talks about being old fashioned well maybe that is the problem. WE generation x, this is us, this is what we did. Our grandmothers just two generations ago didn't work, they stayed home with the kids they were married before they had children, divorce was not something that was talked about, was that so bad? Then our parents, well they were still married before they had children mostly anyway, even with free love but divorce was becoming pretty prevalent and that made us Gen X'ers a little freaked out by the whole marriage thing so we started saying ya know what lets just live together first ya know a trial run and this started to have children out of wedlock. But don't use the word bastard cuz people get offended.<br />
Then we segway into another of my awesome rockn blogs about marriage and how it is overrated. READ IT<br />
Our level of exceptance has hit the floor we will let lesbians bitch about daddy daughter dances and the Girl Scouts of American think its okay to change the name of the dance to accommodate out messed up idea of a secular family. The Bradys were a blended family but the parents married because they were widows not because of divorce or no marriage at all. I get that marriage is tough I get that couples have children outside of wedlock, I get that baby daddy's leave Ive been there I'm not being a hipocrit and on not bashing gays but this is my blog and I say what I want.<br />
We need to stop this crazy-ness go back to no sex before marriage how about saving yourself for your future wife/ husband? How about teaching our kids to save themselves that sex is sacred that marriage is sacred and teach it to your sons not just your daughters. Do I think a women's place is in the kitchen? Do I think only men leave? Do I think that a women should stay in a marriage that is unhealthy to her and their children NOOO there are always exceptions to the rules. Okay now Im digressing just read my blog about marriage I'm not getting into all that again.<br />
When my hubby took our daughter to the daddy daughter dance was not for him it was for her, However the daddy daughter dance at the jail was just as much for the daddy's as it was for the daughters. <br />
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Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-2671152450076938662013-01-04T11:50:00.001-08:002013-01-04T11:50:46.671-08:00Monsters and Melatonin the sequelOK we last left off with an appointment with the Doc, well she asked me questions about am I living a sedimentary life style and I said so I go to the gym four days a week and on that note Ive not lost a pound, then she asked if maybe I had sleep apnea and I said no. so she set me up with a sleep study...or so I thought. so I'm out of nuvigil and the insurance wont cover any more until I have a diagnosis so they gave me some samples.hallelujah ...a week goes by no word from the sleep study place then another week then another week IM DYING HERE and now I'm out of Nuvigil again so I call the docs office. they never called in for the sleep study OMG!!!! They will try to get me more samples. Then finally a month later I get the sleep study but still no samples. The sleep study was on a Saturday I have a night study and a day study. they hook me up like frankensleepystein and I go right to sleep. the next morning the tec says well you don't have Apnea ... I was like your kidding me ?? I already knew that so what do I have? and he says restless leg syndrome ..well Ive seen the commercial and the women complains of tingles and a need to move and stuff I dont have that this guy is stupid....so I look at him and said I don't have any symptoms of that and he just kinda grinned at me.. he said the average person moves their legs about 25 times a night and it does not wake them you move yours over 600 and of those 600 you wake up 300 times a night not a conscious wake but enough to make you wake up unrested. Im thinking If I have these mad midnight ninja skills how come my husband has not noticed ? But okay lets roll with it soooo TADAAA light at the end of the tunnel..... or do we? so moving on to Wednesday I have the sleep study in my hand and a copy has been sent to My Drs office. I called my Dr and leave a message to come in. This goes on for about 3 weeks no one calls me back. I'm leaving nasty messages as this point! Ive gone back to drinking monsters and sleeping at work because they never did get me any Nuvigil, stopped going to the gym because I just cant get out of bed and diagnosed myself and decided what drugs I need. Also on the diagnosis it says I have Hypersonmia which is a form of narcolepsy which I thought I had all along. I even faxed over the sleep study to my old Dr who I still see when my new Dr cannot get me in for a same day appointment. And her secretary calls me and says I'm due for my PAP..are you kidding me I'm dying here and you want to look at my Vagina???? UGGG so out of desperation I go see my husbands Dr and he says Um I don't even know what hypersomnia is lets get you an appointment with the guy who reviewed the sleep study results and came up with this diagnosis...and go see this Dr I like that specializes in wierd stuff he knows medications ! okay ..so I go see that guy and he spends like 25 minutes going over a do you have this check list and gives me a gamut of meds to try... the one I was super excited about was Provigil kinda like Nuvigil ! So I get that filled the next day and I'm still tired what is going on?? UG so I go see the sleep Dr guy and his nurse chick right after I get in gets a measuring tape and measures my neck ???? I'm like WTF but I was nice and said I don't mean to be rude but why are you measuring my neck ( hoping I get like a complimentary bow tie if Im good ) and she says the size of your neck can effect your sleep apnea. I said I don't have sleep apnea! so glad she is not the Dr. GEEEZEEE..... so the Dr comes in and does not say much and does not ask much. just send me on my way with a prescription. I get it filled thinking its going to make every thing alright again and I take it and I vomit I try to take it again and I vomit the next night yea you guessed in I vomit. Oh and did I mention I'm puking up the provigil that costs me $100 a month yea no joke $100 a month. ....well this is not working. I look up the pukey pill on line and the side effects are so scary I'm glad I puked the things up. So I don't see him any more. but I'm still seeing the medication guy Ive seen him three times and we are still trying to find the magic pills that make me not tired. I have a RX for Nuvigil so I'm going back to that if my insurance will cover it. He also have me something for the RLS that my husband says is working. Apparently Im not kicking him with said mad midnight ninja skills anymore. My hope was that I would take care of the RLS and wake up refreshed because I had a good night sleep well that is just not happening. Oh and I'm a fat cow because Ive stopped going to the gym like 5 months ago...I'm going Monday for the first time even if I have to use the stationary bike instead of the tread mill. I might fall asleep and skid my face on the treadmill, I don't have to far to fall if I'm on the bike. and My friend is driving us there and then to work. So feel free to be on the roads. <br />
Well that's it for now. Ill follow up with any new info.<br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-60033866826179271632012-10-09T10:56:00.000-07:002012-10-09T10:56:00.662-07:00The Good Wife.I was given an article that I'm sure is a fake but it got me thinking. My parents were raised by stay at home mothers in the the 50's, those stay at home moms raised some hippy free love adults. Then those drug induced hippys had kids and were un sure about what the wife should be doing. Work out side the home or be a stay at home wife and mother. And that is where my story begins.<br />
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Here is the article from 1955 The good wife's guide<br />
These are the "roles" of the wife.<br />
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<li>Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have be thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they get home and the prospect of a good meal is part of the warm welcome needed.
<li>Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.
<li>Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
<li>Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives. Run a dust cloth over the tables.
<li>During the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering to his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.
<li>Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer or vacuum. Encourage the children to be quiet.
<li>Be happy to see him.
<li>Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.
<li>Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours.
<li>Don't greet him with complaints and problems.
<li>Don't complain if he's late for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through at work.
<li>Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or lie him down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
<li>Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.
<li>Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgment or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.
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Dinner ...well Dinner is at 7:00 and usually my husband prepared it. No one wants to eat what I cook. AKA boiled gray chicken. or we eat frozen pizza and god help us if my husband is not home cause we eat outta the cereal box. <br />
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Prepare yourself..... look refreshed really ? Ive been gone since six this morning and went to the gym and to work. poor guy gets smudged eye make up and by that time I get home after an hour drive Ive taken off my jewelry and probably some of my clothes on the drive home. <br />
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Be a little gay and interesting.... when I Get home on the days I don't have to beep the horn from the drive way to get a kid to some kind of practice all I want is a glass of wine! so IF he wants to be entertained he is gonna need to turn on the TV. <br />
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Clear away the clutter... I'm lucky if I can get in the door there are so many shoes in the door way! who will clean away the clutter for me? <br />
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gather up school books toys and dust...... I wish! When I get home the kids have flung their backpacks right along with the shoes. and I only get to dust on SSaturdays.<br />
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light a fire and cater to his comfort...... catering to his comfort giving me immense personal satisfaction well that is a two way street. He makes sure my needs are met or he gets a whiny fussy wife. <br />
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Prepare the children .... for what ? There is no point in him being in denial about the behavior of his children ! please !<br />
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Be happy to see him..... Ok I am kinda all over this one. <br />
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Greet him with a warm smile and desire to please him.........Well after the kids maul me at the door "which I love" I go get my kiss from my man so the greeting is mutual . <br />
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listen to him remember his topics of conversation are more important that your...... WOW!!! harsh. My husband knows all the gossip that goes on in my office and in the lives of my girls. He listens to me talk about facebook and my blog and my words with Friends and he respects my thoughts and input and the way the house is ran and the children are raised and if he doesn't well sometime ladies you just have to talk louder maybe he has a listening impediment. But on the other hand I listen to sports talk and learn how to smile and nod. I rock this wife thing!<br />
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Make the evening his.....Never complain if he comes home late .... complain please Im saying my piece and if you call it nagging I will punch you in your eye! and just get louder. again with the hearing impediment. <br />
Allow him to relax. Relax time is 9:00 P.M, that is when mommy time ends. The kids are in bed but your gonna have to offer something pretty good to keep me from going to bed. <br />
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Your goal is to make home peaceful and tranquil....... That is only gonna happen if I get to sedate the kids. And he already said I couldn't. <br />
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Don't greet him with complaints ......too late the kids already got me on that one. If I'm the first one home I'm half way through a glass of wine and I'm " all is good" and he walks in and the kids are yelling the house is filled with smoke cause I forgot about dinner and the dogs are dry humping each other in the entry way, <br />
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Don't complain if he comes home late or even stays out all night...... Let my husband stay out all night and he will find his stuff in the front yard and barbed wire over the doors maybe even a moat filled with hungry vampire alligators around the house. <br />
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Make him comfortable...... He must be pretty comfy cause he is sleepin' in the recliner at 7:30 holding the remote and one hand and ....well we all know where the the other hand is.<br />
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Arrange his pillows and take off his shoes and speak in a low soothing voice. .... I know some of you have not met me but quiet and pleasant is not what I do best. He is lucky he has a pillow by the time he gets to bed cause I stole it. <br />
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Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgement..... yea right I have every right to question every thing he does and question his judgement. We make decisions together and If he is wrong well it is my responsibility to tell him. Or he can talk to the hungry vampire alligators. <br />
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A good wife always knows her place.... This still stands true. Ladies respect your husbands and remember they are simple...... keep their balls empty and their bellies full. <br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-55137595466824327922012-08-15T09:17:00.000-07:002012-08-17T09:55:35.498-07:00Monsters and Melatoninwell Ive been drinking Monsters for over a year trying to keep me awake during the day ..And I wonder why I have chest pains but any whooo. The day time sleeping is getting way worse, I fall asleep driving so I'm getting really accustomed to the rumble strips, thank god for them ! Then there is the sleeping at the traffics lights and getting honked at but, its at work that is the problem. I fall asleep with no warning all of a sudden I just wake and look around wondering how long Ive been out and checking my chin for drool. This happens about 9-12 times a day that I can count. I think it is only for a few seconds at time but just in case you are new to my blog my job requires me to not srew crap up , so then I have to back track to see what I have done last. So I got some samples of Nuvagil... well the first day I felt like I was on speed and had to pee every 15 minutes and then at 11:00 pm I was on Google trying to figure out how I was ever going to sleep again cause I was still twitchy!~ But then it wore off. I read the pill lasts about 12 hours. So per usual I slept great at night and was tired the next day so I took the Nuvagil earlier in the day and for the next 20 or some days I felt awake and functioning without the heart attack causing Monsters but then I started to run out so here is where the new journey begins. The insurance will not cover them unless I get diagnosed with something and I don't mean the diagnosis I cooked up after all my google searching. By the way my diagnosis is Narcolepsy and why you ask? not cause I go crashing to the floor and need a helmet like the chick on duce bigalow or the guy on the tv show Taboo or what ever but because the "spells" are frequent and I fall into REM sleep within seconds, REM is the state in which we start to dream and it takes most people about 90 minutes to get to that state. Well not me ..during these spells I start dreaming immediately and then I wake up with a start not knowing where I am or the last thing I did. YIKES! There is another common symptom of Narcolepsy where you loose control of your body movements or something well I don't have that, well unless you count the slapping reaction I control around dumb people. Sooo I have an appointment tomorrow with Doc klock and I'm sure we will start with some blood work and then hook me up to some sleep machine, but the problem is I sleep great its the staying awake that is the problem. So Ill keep you all informed of the tests and hope I don't really need a helmet ! and If you are wondering.... here is a mental picture for you right now.... I took my last Nuvagil that Ive been hoarding out of desperation and I washed it down with a Monster and I'm sitting at my desk on a huge, blue, bouncy, ball pig tails boppin' I feel great but without the drugs and Monster I fell asleep about 8 times already today and 3 of them while I was reading about the Narcolepsy if that's is not funny I don't know what is. <br />
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well TTFN Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-14729924650492182852012-01-03T11:01:00.000-08:002012-01-03T11:01:40.628-08:00a new year with more resolutions Im never gonna keepHappy New year to my exhausted fans.<br />
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Its that time of the year again to start lying to yourselves and to others on all the great things your giving up , loosing, doing, and not doing cause its a new year and a new start. YEA RIGHT you know that that is crap but heres mine ....<br />
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Ive spent the last couple weeks contemplating a running career no I dont mean to run from my career I just mean to take up running as a form of exercise. Now let me preface this by saying Im not the best at following through with oooh I dont know ..ANYTHING. But here is my thought. I want some alone time and if I call it exercise I might actually get it. Hey maybe Ill even get a nice tone fanny as well we will see. I went last night and got fitted for some shoes and this gentleman was very tolerant of me when he had me run on a tread mill while he video taped I said OMG are you really gonna make me watch that ? It was horrifying !!!! but he pointed out what I was doing incorrectly which was every thing but at least I know how to start. So Ill let you know if the shoes get more than like 5 miles on them before my ADD butt moves on to something else. Good luck with your new years resolutions. Hit me up with you wanna share them with me. so I can say I can remind in March when you have forgotten what they were. <br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-8944706501037128652011-11-23T07:26:00.000-08:002011-11-23T09:52:49.742-08:00Rocks star moms menopauselet me start with What the heck menopause REALLY !!! Im 38 there should not be a glimmer of freakin' menopause !!!<br />
Im blaming my mothers bad genes. Yes that's right mom its all your fault. Ive researched the family and Im not the only YOUNG person this is happening too in fact these un-sensitive Dr's call it Perry menopause like now I should feel better cause you give it some stupid name well this is BS! All of a sudden Im minding my own business and I get so hot I want to take my clothes off and it happens so quickly that I cant get naked fast enough so I go outside or stick my head in the freezer, and you know Im griping the whole time and push people out of my way to get to the freezer! Not to mention my poor husband thinks Im crazy cause for the many years we have been married Im always complaining because Im cold.<br />
Now lets talk about the mood swings OMG any one who knows me knows Im a sensitive person and I dont have that valve that most people have that stop's the mean things from your head from coming out of your mouth so... Im meaner than ever when the swings hit, or I just want to cry and I hate that cause I dont get to yell at anyone but if any one even looks at me the wrong way I start to cry THAT is just STUPID! and dont ask my why Im crying cause then you get the other mood swing and get your head bit off. <br />
Ok lets move on to the fat assedness of this problem " yes that is a word " I went on the HCG diet like two years ago and got down to almost my goal weight and kept it off and now within the last 6 months Im just getting fat around the middle this again is BS Im not a big girl so every pound looks like 3! Its like my metabolism has turned on me and decided we are no longer friends ! Well she is a big B and Im going to have to tame her and her bad attitude. I threatened to go on the HCG again but my husband is very opposed to that, apparently me only eating 500 calories a day makes me cranky-er ..what ever . <br />
Now lets discuss the newest symptom of this perry not my friend menopause, the anxiety attacks. I thought I was just loosing my mind until this morning when I was reading some crap that the anxiety attacks are also due to this "change" as it was called, well that is just great so lets go over this again .....I get hot flashes that must resemble the death inducing heat of the Sahara dessert, mood swings that make the bi polar seem normal and weight gain that makes the cranky in me crankier the skinnys unbearable and the cheesy butt look like a deluxe pizza and the anxiety attacks that make me think the world around me is coming to a panicky, sweaty chaotic end.<br />
Oh God bless any one who has to be around me for the next oh I dont know how many years. Im scared to read any more about this horrible "change" cause I might turn into a hypochondriac and induce more symptoms! Oh and the biggest suckety part of this the thought of not being capable of having more children even though I dont want to have more, it still throws me into a crazy sweaty thought that includes me stealing little children from the ghetto moms at walmart in Burton that dont want their kids anyway.<br />
Be scared women be very scared cuz this "change" is coming for you too! <br />
ttfnRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-91131678651569604922011-08-17T11:22:00.000-07:002011-08-17T14:23:01.606-07:00CAUTION Im feeling very passionate about this so it may be offensiveThis is what is being plastered all over facebook today <br />
small boy writes a letter to God. "Dear God, why do you let bad things happen in our schools?"<br />
God replied, "Dear Son, I am not allowed in your schools."<br />
I challenge you to re-post this.<br />
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so people are discussing how god is not in the schools any more and then saying oh that is why our children have no morals and no respect well here is my thought I went to a catholic school and didnt learn much about religion just about how mean kids can be and then I went to public school and the kids were just as mean there. The reason your kids have no morals and no respect is due to the fact that YOU the parent are depending on the school to do that for you, well in case you were wondering that's YOUR job not the schools and if you want to raise your child with religion well guess what? that again is on YOU not the school but I also believe that God is carried in your heart not in some pledge or prayer you say at school. Now If you dont agree with public school well guess what you have options, send your child to a "religious" school of your choice but you still must not expect the school to teach them the ways of said religion that again is on you the parent. <br />
You have to RAISE your kids! that is the problem not the schools, it is not the schools fault your child is disrespectful it is yours it is not the schools fault your child has no morals that is your fault, maybe you should stop being on face book and watching the real housewives of where ever and spend time with your kids taking them to church is a great start but dont blame the schools for your lack of parenting, the schools have enough problems like not paying their teachers what they deserve and making sure there is enough funding to get books and supplies and having children that WANT to learn and are not being shuffled thru the system and pushing them to the next grade cause they would not dare hold them back like they should. God is in control of every thing anyway you just have to have faith in him and his ways. but YOU have to be the parent, love your children raise them up with faith and love as well as discipline and affirmation speak words of life over your little people and stop looking for someone else to blame.<br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-70866269669967867622011-08-16T09:55:00.000-07:002011-08-16T09:55:33.924-07:00Ive gotta a cream for that.all these ailments are starting to make me feel old. Here is what I say ...you gotta an itch I gotta cream for that your a B*&% well I gotta pill for that you got wrinkles well I gotta serum that will burn the wrinkles right off your face you got a problem there is a fixer a cream a pill a powder an elixir not that any of these things really work they are a temporary distraction from what the problem is you are old you get wrinkles that is just life you got kids ?are you a wife? well your gonna be cranky in fact your not a wife and you dont have kids ? well guess what your still gonna be cranky. Life has struggles life can be hard but you know what maybe you need to put on your big girl panties and deal with it! Im not talking about a little PMS im talking about the all the cranky time funk stuck in the mud griping grippers. OMG I just had an epiphany Im one of these people !! I got pills for the funks and cream for the cellulite chunks, elixirs and fixers and I still am crabby! so rock on with your fallin apart cranky itchy hormone-y crows feet-y, double chin-y mommed til your ears ache selves ! If you readin Rock star Moms blog you rock in my book. but you might wanna seek some therapy hahahah<br />
Im Done<br />
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Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-54651045198646313852011-06-09T11:00:00.001-07:002012-01-03T11:27:32.291-08:00what about this whole marriage thing anyway?<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div>Ive been married three years and my hubby is a good provider and great dad and I think he is really hot!<br />
Ive been reading about all the infidelity that goes on and the fact the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>new 20 somethings that are coming up thinking that marriage is becoming obsolete. <br />
In fact the pew research center found that 40% of these 20 somethings <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>thinking marriage is becoming obsolete say that they think being a good parent is way more important then having a good marriage.<br />
There is so much of the living together having babies together that they don't see the point because every one is so independent <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and they don't want to depend on any one. Ive been there I get it, in fact Ive done it ! But I also believe that parenting should be done as a couple and we have gotten away from this in the last generation, they believe that Divorce is the cure for melancholy. My generation the 30 somethings are perhaps in between the old romantic ideals and the new post romantic expectation. most of our parents are divorced because after all the hippy love and happiness wore off and the smoke cleared and they hit their 40's and they realized they were in a marriage with some kids in middle income <country-region><place>America</place></country-region> and freaked out.<br />
I think my generation has discovered anti depressants and rely on pills for their happiness, every one is bi-polar and depressed and bla bla bla. They <em>think </em> they remember when life was all rainbows and jelly beans and it never <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>really was in the first place, you just plant false memories in your mind and sugar coat them with fluffy pink unicorns, well put on your big girl pants and make your marriage what is it supposed to be a partnership! You cannot rely on you spouse to make <em>you</em> happy. <br />
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However you should be generally happy in your marriage, I mean there will be times when the way he drools in his sleep just repulses you or the smell of his feet makes you want to throw up in your mouth , but all in all you must have liked that person in the beginning at least enough to marry and have babies with them right? <br />
Your maybe just bored and semi happy well boredom is basically an attach on a relationships immunity system, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> however </span> it is not a reason to be unfaithful . Even so people can still end up feeling only semi unhappy there is still a part of your soul that isn't being nourished in the marriage and the men feel trapped and the woman feels lonely . Maybe your expectations of marriage are too high ? It is not about a prince coming in and saving you from all your woes it is about a union of you and your spouse living your life together the good the bad and the ugly. and for those who think that being a good parent is better than <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>being a good spouse well that is all great until your kids are grown and gone then what? Your old and incontinent and so is your spouse. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You all better have something to talk about and a spark of love left in there cause its just you and wrinkle's over there looking for his teeth!<br />
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ok Im done <br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-55616797743987721662011-05-26T09:58:00.000-07:002011-05-26T14:27:49.341-07:00really??It has been raining for like 30 days and 30 nights I think Im gonna trade the mini van in for an ark! the lingering trial of Caylee Anthony Ive had to stop watching it and I cant stop thinking about it. Anything that has to do with the abuse of a child in any way makes me want to vomit. I want more than anything to mother my children, so I just dont understand. There is so much going on right now. the Church is preaching about the end of times but I think that every generation believes they are on the brink of the Apocalypse. I try to live each day as it comes I mean Ive never struggled with any type of addiction nor had someone really close to me die that left me in an ever lasting sorrow Ive never been homeless or jobless or hungry so I dont know real sorrow so please forgive me for saying Im living day by day but I am. maybe its the weather maybe its PMS but Im just in a funk lately and I want to stay home with my kids it would make life for me so much easier, now yea its selfish to want my husband to carry the whole financial burden all on his own but Im feeling the need to mother the kids Hope needs me more than ever she is 16 and spends a lot of time at home alone until we get home from work. The little kids are gonna wanna start getting into extra curricular activities that my current job will not allow me to take them to and from or attend the activities. There are so many things Id rather be doing and I know I could do stuff to make a little money and still be with my family. I dont know just a thought. It is time for a new chapter in my life and Im going to make it a good one. Im the author Im the illustrator and nothing is holding me back except me. <br />
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Im done<br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-67535509603181549252011-05-04T07:54:00.000-07:002011-05-04T10:28:23.514-07:00Im meeeelllting!!!!I feel stifled bored and Im loosing myself. Im starving to be creative ! We bought this fabulous new home that is a little on the fancy side when Im ALOT on the artsy side so Im going to paint a mural in Morgans room, birds and bird cages. A mural in the living room maybe but it is just not enough !<br />
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Im so bored at work and it exhausts the color right outta me, I spend the whole day being "nice" to people I dont know and then by the time I get home my nice-ness reservoir is empty and Im cranky ! There has to be a better way ! <br />
I want to spend every minute with my kids while they still like me. I want to paint and craft and make my own wine and enjoy the company of my other birds, you know birds of a feather flock together. I would love to have some place to hang my art and photography and enjoy my kids and maybe a cup of coffee or a glass of wine. I need a way to make money doing the things I love ! Tom and I are financially doing very well but my job supplies the benefits the medical and that sort of thing, so I will need to make sure that we are not left without insurance. I know there are stay at home moms but I want more than that! I dont want to wear sweat pants and have ugly hair, I just want to do what I love and make money doing it instead of looking back in 20 years saying what happened? where did my life go? and blame corporate America for stifling me and sucking the color out of my life ! Im going to get with some other "rock star moms" and do some brain storming wish me luck and send ideas my way. maybe Ill look into opening Rock Star moms Cafe ! art, photography, crafts, play area, coffee, wine, wifi and great company ! ahhh what a dream !<br />
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TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-64749457349455543682011-04-14T11:07:00.000-07:002011-04-14T11:07:44.945-07:00what a morningHad to be to work at 8:30 so I hit the snooze button a few times went downstairs and made a breackfast sanwich to go and some coffee. I got dressed and got ready to go. Then I went into Morgans room and she asked where we were going?, Granma and Granpas house, she got deeper under the covers and said I wanna wear my jammies then I had a deja-vuew when the same thing happend in Tommys room. I picked out the kids clothes got them in their bag got them downstairs and Tommy knocked over my to go cup of coffee so I ran backupstairs to get a towel to clean that up, then got Morgan in her car seat and put tommy in his card seat but my husband had put the straps on it wrong after we washed it so they came un-done (yea I know safe right?) any way so I told the kids to please trade seats and while I was buckling in Morgan she starts pulling on the strap the opposite direction Im pulling and I slip in my heels on the wet concrete and practically bash my face on the carpet floor of the van yea rug burn is a good look for me. I then went and buckled Tommy in the same way with the car seat belt instead of the bult in harness and I asked him to just leave it alone. So we get outta town and CRAP I forgot to get the gas card and the light is on and has been on since yesterday. So I flip a u-e and go back home and before the kids start to ask I tell them we have to go home and get the gas card and Morgan starts saying " well isnt that just greeeat" so I get the gas card and were off again and within about ten minutes I hear a click and a grunt and I look back and the boy is no longer buckled in!!! So I pull off to the side of the road and buckle him in and tell the kids to please give me a break today Its not even 8:00AM and Im spent. so I get gas get the kids to the granparents and then I actually have to go to work!!! OMG really? after the morning I had I should get to go to the spa or something !<br />
I guess im done<br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-72966074059003458052011-04-11T17:46:00.000-07:002011-05-04T10:27:26.573-07:00Vaca twoTwo adults a teenage girl, two toddlers in a mini van and 2029 Miles no problem for Rock star mom! cause I made the Hubster do most of the driving. And thank goodness for that cause Im so blind at night Im dangerous! So we left Friday the 25th at about 8 pm for Tempe AZ to stay with my sister and see my family and friends. We drove the van with all three kids. The The kids were good as can be they had movies and toys and when we drive at night they pretty much sleep. So my son had a little diareah and kept sharding in his underwear's so I finally put a pullup on him and told him to try not to fart. Then in the middle of no where at 3:46 in the morning, I see this flash of light that about blinded me and I knew what it was, Freakin states that have money and they have those photo radar. I was like CRAP and that is gonna be just a freakin fabulous picture !! Flint cannot even afford cops let alone photo radar. Sometimes living in a poor city is a good thing. stupid freakin photo radar. So I told Tom what happened and that it would find me and be waiting at the house when we get home. So Any way we got to my sisters early on Sunday morning and we all went back to bed my sister had a most beautiful guest room decorated for us. then sunday we just hid out cause no one was expecting us till Monday. SO on Monday we went to the phoenix Zoo with my sister and her fam she has three kids too. Tuesday we left the kids with my mom and went to the rim of the mountains. Tom loved it he is kinda a granola nature guy. I dont like out side I dont like weather, bugs, dirt, plants, pickers, snakes or anything else that lives in the wilderness. Then dinner with my BFF V she brought her kids. Now keep in mind Ive been gone six years so her beautiful daughter Alicia remembered me But Sy was a toddler when I left so I said I know you dont remember me but I'm gonna kiss you anyway.. he wiped it off hahahah. Wednesday had a heart to heart with the Creator of me the mom and then we went down to Mill in Tempe and hung out. Thursday was the Big stupid hole in the earth Oh I mean the grand Canyon. Now please reference again the above statement about how I love the out doors. I could have stopped for a moment looked and said oh that is beautiful but the outdoorsy husband made a day of it and we took a million pictures he pulled me a couple times to the edge for some pictures and I was freaked out and couple choice words I'm not proud of spewed from my lips as he slapped my butt as I was walking in from the death leap ledge ! and that is why I look terrified in the pictures. The kids were exhausted but I did get some nice pictures of them the land scape along the pat is really beautiful Friday was dinner with my AZ besties it was so great to see every one. Holly and Andy have two great kids ! Tony is a goof as always, V well I have such deep love for, and she walks up looking all HOT and skinny wearing the most awesome jeans I have ever seen and I said" ahh I want your jeans" and she loves me so much she said ok you can have them !!!!Jim was just the same as always and I love everything about him. Even Daren came out ! His new bike is BA! Saterday was the BBQ at V's house that was awesome my girl Teasha came with her brand new baby Zoe, she is one of the most beautiful babies I have EVER seen at only ten days old. Sunday we hit a really great local church then our customary Sunday nap then dinner out with the fam. Monday we met lovely Louisa at a park in phoenix and I got to hold her new baby ooh what a chubby beautiful little girl. I found it hard to leave Louisa that day I miss you so very much. Then we went to china town in Phoenix for some great photo ops.Tuesday was back in the Van and head to Vegas baby!! We stopped and took a tour of the Hoover dam and then we got to vegas kinda late so we layed the babies down and Tom and I went out on the town! Wednesday Tom had his convention and the kids and I stayed in the hotel and they played in the carnival and rode the rides and played carnival games. Then when Tom was done we went to dinner and took the kids to see some of the hotels and watched the Treasure Island pirate performance. Then thursday I let Hope lead the day since it was her sweet 16. then later we met up with Tom and did a few more things and headed to the van to get back in the van for the long haul home. We stopped in Iowa to see Faith and Cassie Joe and then we got back to our beautiful home at 11:00 on sat morning and I crashed in the big pappa chair for hours! But I did like that spring came back to Michigan with us. and that is the fam <br />
Im done TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-53460450541265631332011-03-14T13:39:00.000-07:002011-03-15T06:30:33.061-07:00RUDEThe pastor preached on rudeness on Sunday and Ive been chewing on it ever since. <br />
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Society as a whole has really been letting this one slide, there is rudeness every where and when it is portrayed in comedy's we laugh and find it amusing. I am one to speak my mind but it is from my heart NEVER from a place of negativity or to hurts someone feelings. <br />
People are rude and mean and forget what a sword the tongue can be. They say things that criticize another and make sure there are witness's to make it worse. Rudeness in words is even worse over the phone, people think that because they cannot see the person on the other end they have no feelings or that it's their "job" think about how you talk to the rep at the cable company when your bill is messed up AGAIN. I have seen people treat servers and wait staff like they are trash. <br />
I see this in children who have no manners due to their lack of parenting if you bump someone say your sorry, don't talk with disrespect to an adult. I know this is again due to lack of parenting for the most part because the parents themselves are rude and don't teach the children in the proper manner to behave. <br />
This is not just in words but in actions; for instance if you say your going to do something do it! What happend to a man is only as good as his word? If we have plans don't bail 15 minutes before our plans are scheduled; and please people, RSVP for things! How hard is This? it is just common courtesy and don't call me when you on your way and ask if you can bring your niece and nephew too? NO that's RUDE!!!! <br />
Now I admit that my tolerance is growing weak as I get older so I avoid places like walmart where I want to smack all the ignorant people with their screaming children. I go to Target and pay a little extra that is the price I pay ..pun intended ...to get a little better shopping clientele. <br />
Teenagers... I have always bragged about Hope not being as sassy as the teenagers of my Friends but lately her lack of disrespect toward Tom is out of control. I know when she starts to get mouthy with me I look and her and say " remember who you are talking too" and she gets the message quickly. So I will have to take some measures to re-train Hope so she has the same level of respect for him that I demand she have for me. This again all stems from her being rude the topic at hand. There have been times that I have been on the phone with people and they have to stop the conversation 3 dozen times to correct their children who are old enough to know better. When Hope was small and she would talk to me while I was on the phone I would simply hold up my index finger saying one moment and she would wait, and if she asked me for something while Im on the phone the answer will be NO flat out. Ok I digress lets get back to society in general where is modern society headed ? no rules no consequences for saying what ever you want and behaving how ever you want? cutting lines, cutting people off in traffic, not saying excuse me, there seems to be a rules do not apply to me or even sense of entitlement on their part. <br />
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The world is passing through troublous times. The young people of <br />
today think of nothing but themselves. They have no reverence for <br />
<a class="itxtrst itxtrsta itxthook" href="http://wiki.answers.com/Q/Has_society_become_more_rude_and_unpolished#" id="itxthook0" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: darkgreen 0.1em solid; color: darkgreen; font-size: 100%; font-weight: normal; padding-bottom: 1px; text-decoration: underline;"><span class="itxtrst itxtrstspan itxthookspan" id="itxthook0w0" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; color: darkgreen; font-color: inherit;">parents</span></a> or old age. They are impatient of all restraint. They talk as <br />
if they knew everything, and what passes for wisdom with us is <br />
foolishness with them. As for the girls, they are forward, immodest <br />
and unladylike in speech, behavior and dress." <br />
- Peter the Hermit, A.D. 1274 <br />
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I think as long as there are the people that still notice the rudeness and call people out on it there is still hope. So don't be silent and don't be tolerant ! If you see or hear someone being rude stand up and call them out on it!!! This behavior is unacceptable and not going to be tolerated!Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-91708921256533968712011-03-11T13:26:00.000-08:002011-03-11T13:34:46.130-08:00zero waste ok less waste.so I watched a video today about a family that has only accumulated a hand full of garbage in four months ! these are items that cannot be recycled reused or put in the compost that is AMAZING to me now those of you who know me know I have switched to all non toxic chemicals in my home and I push my shaklee to my friends like its crack. Im not under the delusion that my family of five will be a zero waste family but it sure got me thinking about all the stuff we throw away and all the stuff that will NEVER decompose and actually poisons the earth like Styrofoam there is a container in my trash under my desk right now. Im going to talk with my family about making a conscious effort to reuse recycle and compost what ever we can. there is no curb side recycling where I live so we have been separating every thing and taking it to my in laws for their road side service. We also burn all out cardboard and papers. My father is law composts so Im gonna get schooled on that so we can do it at home. Yes I realize there will be some work involved but I know we send ALOT of stuff to the road and then we dont ever think about it again but I need to start that is not the end of it it goes to land fills and then OMG I dont even know what happens from there. <br />
I know I cannot save the planet all by myself but I have the power to choose the better way for my life and my family and my home and my small area of the work place. Sooo Ill keep you informed on my less waste life style and please feel free to hit me up with any tips you use. <br />
that it for now <br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-20650906992585650892011-03-10T16:08:00.001-08:002011-03-10T16:08:51.062-08:00HOPEHope is fantastic Hope is sarcastic Hope is my baby yet turning into a young lady. . Hope is Funny and witty, Hope loves her some drama and pity. Hope is pretty and fun and my first one. She is my friend and my inspiration when I felt at Witt's end. Hope was raised with me during hard times Hope does what she is asked and never whines. Hope I cannot believe you are almost 16 I remember all the wonderful moments and even the ones that are not so wonderful but know how much I love you ALWAYS.Rock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-48102484162054379002011-03-06T19:54:00.000-08:002011-03-06T19:54:19.049-08:00I'm not now, nor have I ever been a teenage boyI'm not now, nor have I ever been a teenage boy, so Im gonna need some help with this one.... Now that Hope is 15 and she is getting to the stage where Im willing to admit she is growing up and likes boys, Ive been checking out these boys who are checking out my daughter. Lets start with about a month ago The hubby and I stop into Hooters to see his boy Tim who is the manager of all the whiny hooters girls anyway so were sitting there and I look over and there is this family a mother a father and two boys about 15 and 13 and one of them has his lap top on the table and the other one is doing something on his phone now let me reiterate I'm not now, nor have I ever been a teenage boy but I think that at that age if I were at Hooters I would not be playing with my media Id be playing with my joystick under the table !!! am I wrong?<br />
Then I move on to the boys at church, they all hang together apart from the girls and they wear skinny jeans and black shirts, I get fashion, dont get me wrong. I just think that they should try to be their own person, they all have the same hair cut and the same piercings now I think the long hair if it is cut right is super cute and I dont care about the piercings or the tattoos what ever Im just saying why do they all look the same? then tonight I took Hope to the Derby Girls and that is always a venue for the freaks but at least they know how to be individuals! but the boys there were not there to pick up the hot chicks they were the chicks sidekicks and most of them dress like the girls. I had on a really cute grey sweater with ruffle sleeves and a skull and cross bones on it and there was this really creepy boy dressed in a ragged pink sweater with the worst cut it myself in the kitchen hair cut I have ever seen, asked where I got it cause he had to have one! did I mention the ruffle sleeves??? This child was sad and confused and he needs some love from his parents. there were ALOT of alternative lifestyle boys, I dont get it maybe Im just old maybe Im at that point where I sit in my rocker and tell the kids to turn the music down and I say I just dont get kids these days I dont know. I have a teenage daughter and Ive been one of those so I get that. But the boys I dont think they know what it means to be a boy let alone a man and Im worried for them. Where are the fathers to all these boys that dont know who or how to be???<br />
I just hope I have this figured out by the time Tommy is a teenage boy so any advise would be welcomed and appreciated.<br />
Im done<br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-90320420918135901212011-03-02T19:58:00.000-08:002011-03-02T19:58:10.600-08:00vacation?I took a week off with no plans and my husband about lost his mind about it. He is a go go go kinda guy and thinks this vaca was such a waist. But what I needed was some down time and some quality time with the kids. so Monday I cleaned all day, I mean really cleaned- the hubby called me a weirdo when I got excited cause there was dirt under the rug. Then Tuesday Hope had the day off and she has been complaining about her sides hurting. She cannot explain this pain in normal, not teenage girl language- the Dr and I think it is just growing pains, but he wants some tests just in case. So we went to get an xray and guess what? nothing. We went shopping and it just seemed like such a buzy day. I got the stuff to start making my hand stamped jewelry and Um it is harder than it looks!<br />
Today took Hope for the ultra sound to make sure she does not have kidney stones. Im telling you this girl better have something or Im gonna beat her cause she is taking up waaaayyy to much of MY vacation time with this BS. This better not be a case of teenage hypochondriac-ism!<br />
At least while the kids were napping I watched like 3 months worth of desperate house wives off the DVR that was kinda nice. I really want to just do nothing is that too much to ask? maybe next time I steal a vacation Ill run away to a secluded luxury hotel. ahh yea that sounds like a good plan.<br />
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well on another note I have been thinking about this whole birthday thing and the fact that Im turning 38 in a couple days ; when did 40 get so close? I dont feel that old and I hope I dont look that old. I mean I know people my age and I think I look better that most of them. Sorry ladies you know its true. most women my age are fat and have lost their as Jaynie would say " give a damn" And when did I go from miss to MAM what the heck am I really a Mam??? and at what age does that happen ? I mean really dont they know that Im Rock Star Barbie? obviously Im not some old hag with a hump back and comfy shoes !<br />
ok ok so we went out for my birthday and I got tired at 10:30 but we had a good time right?<br />
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40 is comn for me but Im fighting it every step of the way me and some oil of olay.<br />
ok Im done<br />
TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6519225694434945021.post-35491405063024852022011-02-21T15:38:00.000-08:002011-02-21T16:01:59.098-08:00momsomniaI heard a new word today, Momsomnia. Apparently this is a disorder that causes mothers to not be able to sleep. um is that for real? I think your doing this parenting this wrong! Im not familiar with this "disorder" have you read my previous blog the day in the life of Rock Star mom?<br />
I certainly hope these momsomniacs are making good use of their time like cleaning, plucking their eye brows or reading my blog! There was this women that was talking about the momsomnia started when her baby was small and she was afraid that she would not hear her baby cry...does that really happen? I know when my babies cried the neighbors could have heard them! The moms say they lay in bed and worry about the next day, seriously?? OK let me break it down for you, your baby is gonna need your attention, your husband is going to need your attention, the house is going to need your attention. And it 's gonna be CRAZY just like yesterday, there now you can stop worrying and sleep. Im a genius Ive cured Momsomnia! <br />
Momsomnia Please Im drooling before my head even hits the pillow from my day of being a mom. By the time I get home and can actually go to bed after the cleaning the laundry the baths the picking out clothes for the kids and myself and packing lunches and making sure back packs are ready and making sure every one has a little of my time. IM DONE no problem sleeping on my end! Its the waking up part that is my Nemesis. anyway I guess everyone has their disorders Lord knows I have mine. Here is some advise from one mom to another if you are a sufferer from this Momsomnia you email me and Ill give you my address and when you can't sleep come on over and do some house work that Im too tired to do. <br />
Im done TTFNRock Star Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08193351079185031198noreply@blogger.com1