Sunday, May 10, 2009

Not Me, Monday! (Perfect, Mother's Day!)

You know the drill.  My Monday posts, I get to tell you all about the things that I did didn't do.  

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I absolutely did not have the most perfect Mother's Day a girl could ask for.  I am being serious here.  I didn't wake up to both my boys making me a nice southern hot breakfast, that included eggs, crispy bacon, biscuts, gravy and home fries.  (Mmmmm....... Oh wait, yea that didn't happen.)


It also was not me that got greeted with smiles from all my favorite people, along with some beautiful flowers, a poem, a song, four cards and a gift Visa card, so that I could go shopping for Mother's Day.  (Sweet!.....wait, that didn't happen either.)


Of course I surely did not witness my Butterfly take more and more steps without help today. She is no way close to walking.  (Whoo-hoo!..... you got it, that didn't happen either.)

Wouldn't that be nice and a pretty good day alone, if any of that actually happened?  Too bad it didn't happen or it would have been a pretty darn good Mother's Day.

But wait.  


It totally was not me and my family of four, that then, full belly's and all, at nine something in the morning, still in pj's, that was jamming out on Rock Band.  In which I totally rocked!  (Nah!....It was not me!)


Oh and by the way, it so was NOT ME that got a back massage just before getting left alone to take a THREE HOUR NAP.  (JACK POT!..... yea, if that actually happened in which is so didn't.)

I mean seriously, could you imagined what a perfect day that would have been?  

Think about this.  

After that THREE HOUR NAP (had I really taken one, that is).  I woke to Butterfly sitting in her playpen, in the middle of the garage, jamming out to some Pearl Jam with daddy, while he washed MY car???  (AAAHHHH.... wake me up, because we know that didn't happen.)

Pinch me please.  


Because, I also patted myself on the back for my one day of cleaning up pee after pee on my floors, got rid of my daughters pesky diaper rash in one day.  

And it so was not me who then found out, that after sitting in the heat and a unknown 3rd poopy diaper with daddy today in the garage,  that pesky diaper rash came back (and 3x worse).

And truthfully it was NOT ME, that discovered her poopy diaper by accidentally putting my figure inside of um...the mess, while trying to pull out her diaper wedge, she almost always seems to get if daddy puts on her diaper.  (GROSS!... yes, it would be. Im so glad that was not me.)


It also wasn't me that cleaned out a stinky litter box, because my two old boys are getting lazy at covering up their, um.... 'mess'. While it was not me cleaning up poop from cats, and both poop and pee from a toddler with a diaper rash etc.  I am just thankful that I also didn't have to walk into the house to see cat puke on my kitchen floor and a little girl standing in the living area on my nice shaggy rug, looking down at the pee running down her legs.  (Wiping Forehead.... so thankful that was not me!) 

After all it's Mother's Day, I don't have to do "mothering" things today, right? (Not Me!)


To end such a perfect Mother's Day.  My family DID go to church, and with out any planning at all, everyone (but me) came out wearing pink tops.  I know, pretty cute right? I thought so anyways.  


After hearing a rock'in message at church, baby girl didn't come out of her daycare class with a missing hair bow.  (Darn it!..... I mean that would really stink if that had happened.)

But we did decide to eat at Carrabba's for dinner.  In which baby girl did learn to color for the first time, instead of eating the crayons.  Also, while it being her first time to have her own real dinner plate ordered for her to eat from.  It was so cute watching her color and eat her own dish.  She is getting to be such a big girl.

While my big boy, was being such a BIG boy....sneaking off now and then to go sit at the bar to sneak in Vodka drinks the score of the Bruins game on the TV.  (Oh and peppermints too!)

Getting to enjoy a nice italian meal with my family on Mother's Day, it however, was NOT ME that took my daughter into the bathroom to change her diaper and check on her rash; only to discover that her diaper was on backwards.  I mean who would do that?  Or, what kind of church do I attend here?  (Thats pretty funny!..... to think that could have happened, but didn't.)


Getting home a little after nine, honey goes out to clean the windows on the car (again) because on the way home the windows looked as though you were looking through a kaleidoscope.  (Oh wait,.....yea, that didn't happen because as I already said, honey so did not wash my car. You are finally catching on here.)

Finally, getting baby girl down for the night.  It was NOT ME, that dressed her bed up in layers, while laying a towel across my lap, to have fed her a bedtime bottle with a bare bottom, so she could sleep naked, to fight that pesky diaper rash.  (Right! Right! are quick and smart.  Of course that didn't happen, I got rid of that rash in one day last week, remember?) 

Just making sure you are keeping track of all the things that DID or DIDN'T happen, and all the so "NOT ME's!!!"

Do you agree that because of all those things that could have happened, (but, obviously didn't) made a PERFECT MOTHER'S DAY???


However, I am VERY disappointed to say, actually I am not disappointed because it so was NOT ME that didn't take one-single-photo today of my kids, my family or me with my family, on this PERFECT MOTHER'S DAY.  Ugh!!! It was not me! (Sigh!.....Banging head on table, wall and anything hard I can find.)


Not to worry, I would not do that to YOU.  I would not think about writing such a picture-less post.  

So instead, because I needed a reason to post these anyways.  I am giving you some adorable bare naked bottom shots of Morgan, being ever so cute with her chunky and delicious thunder thighs baby rolls, that I took the other day, trying to get rid of this pesky diaper rash she has had. 


Okay, I'm busted.  Anything I said so didn't happen, SO DID.  And even so, it still was absolutely the most PERFECT MOTHER'S DAY....EV--RRRRHHH!!!!

{Morgan LOVES to go into her bubba's room when he is at school, to play with his cars, baseballs and books.  So, while I was hoping and praying she didn't pee on his carpet, after being so fortunate all day that the two times she did pee, she peed on the hard floor that was easy to clean up. I decided to take some photos of her bare bum. Its not often I get to actually see it all exposed and so cute, other than giving her a bath or changing her diaper. I had so many cute ones, but chose the PG-rated 'safe' ones to share with all of you. If that's even fair to say, after all I am exposing my precious little girls naked bum.}

Hope all you moms had your own Perfect Mother's Day! 

A rock, a flower and a trophy.

So it's Mother's Day, eh? 

No, I am not Canadian and after reading the rest of this post or any other post on here, I make that very clear.  Not that there is anything wrong with being Canadian, but being a Texas girl, there is no way around the fact that pretending to be a Canadian is anything but possible.  Ha!

Okay, so I have seriously thought of a few different types of post to post today on Mother's Day.  However, I can't seem to get away or find enough time to let my mind think them through fully.  

I thought about writing a letter to my mom, as my post.  

I thought about writing about Mother's Day, being a mom. (any excuse to post pictures of my kiddos, eh?)

I thought about posting a cute little email I received talking about what it means to be a mother.  

I thought about writing a letter to all of YOU mother's I have come to know via the blog world.  

I just can't seem to get all my thoughts organized enough for any aforementioned.  

In truth.  

I could sit here and tell you what an amazing mother, my mom is.  

I could tell you how she is one of the strongest people I know.  

I could tell you how she cracks me up that she mispronounces just about every other word, but I still love her dearly.  

I could tell you how she is my best friend.  She really is.  

I could tell you how she is one of those moms, that all your friends want to come over to talk with or get advice from.  

I can tell you how she is a women of many sacrifices.  

I can tell you how she pretty much became a mom the year she dropped out of the 9th grade to help her own mother with her 7 siblings.  Talk about sacrifice.

I could tell you how she has dedicated her life to my sister, brother and me. And continues to even to our own kids. 

I could tell you how she is one amazing person......

But then again, didn't I just do that?  

I love my mom with all my heart.  I wish she lived closer by. 

She is a rock, a flower, and a trophy.  

Most of all SHE IS MY MOTHER

Happy Mothers Day, Mom!


Happy Mother's Day to ALL you beautiful mother's out there. 

 I know some are on cloud 9 today celebrating your first mothers day with your first born. 

 Happy Mother's Day. 

I know some are having one of the hardest and saddest days of their lives, because they have lost either a child or their only child.  

Happy Mother's Day. 

I know some are hoping, wishing and trying to be a first time mom.  

Happy Mother's Day.  

I know some that will never be able to give birth to their own.

Happy Mother's Day.

I know some that have and are adopting their children.

Happy Mother's Day. 

If you have in anyway loved a child.... YOU ARE A MOTHER.

Happy Mother's Day.


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