OPT (operation potty training) Commence

So, today of all days, Wyatt decided he wanted to poop in the toilet. Yippee. How exciting for us. We called Grandma and I let him tell her what he did. I know it secretly makes him feel good for us to get excited over him pooping. I am hoping that by the first of the year he will be day training and won't need diapers at all. He goes in and pee's whenever he needs to. Which is HUGE. I am so happy for my kid. He's doing so good with this. We've been letting him wear big boy underwear for the past couple days and guess what, it's working. I tell him he can be a big boy and go potty in the toilet, just like cousins payt and chase.

He likes that idea.

Being sick sucks

Well, I don't have a confirmed case, but the dr's think that I've got the H1N1 virus. I feel like hell, even though I do feel a bit better today. It still doesn't feel good. My fever keeps spiking, but oh well, what can I do? Not a whole lot. Thankfully, between my mom and mother in law, we've got the boys covered. This is the last thing I want to infect them with. The body aches, headaches, chills, sore throat, runny nose and aching chest SUCK!
It makes me sad and angry that I got this virus this week, of all weeks. My grandma, who I see maybe once every year or two, is in town from Arizona. My cousins, who I haven't seen in I don't know how long will be here later this week. We are having an early Thanksgiving, if I am not better. I miss out.
I am pissed at the person who got me sick, because she willingly left the house, knowing she might have H1N1, to infect me and possibly 2-3 other people. Why on earth do you go somewhere sick? Do you have no common sense. Oh maybe I should stay home. She thought she had bronchitus, but still. Oh well. My fever comes and goes. Hopefully it's gone be thursday.

He can roll if he wants too!

You say, who can roll? Caleb, that's who! Last night we layed the sleepy, cute little munchkin on his back at all bed time. This morning, we find munchkin sleeping happily on his tummy! Then I brought him out to the living room, layed in on the floor for a couple minutes, while I made his bottle. What do I see him do? Roll from his back to his belly! Yay, I finally saw a first. So exciting. He will be crawling and mobile before I know. I'm in trouble now! Rut Roh!

Acceptance

It is one thing to feel accepted by a group of people, but feel like no one notices you at all. To crave that feeling of friends and support. knowing that someone is there for you no matter what you have going on in life.

It's been a long time since I've been accepted, I wish I was accepted by more people. I don't see that happening in the near future. Is it sad to say that I really only have one friend that cares enough to spend the day with me? Well at least one that's close enough to spend the day with me. I appreciate her more than anyone can know. Even if we just sit there and talk about nothing. She's still spending the day with me, that is what I love

I don't know what's happened in the last few years, but I have seemed to push away all of my friends. I don't know if it has happened because of the anti-social man I married that likes to do nothing more than sit on his ass and be obsessed with the TV, or if I have become just like him.

I am constantly exhausted, I have the excuse of an infant and a toddler, but they can't always be the blame. It's because all I do is sit on my fatass and watch TV. I have hardly any physical activities. I don't because I am always exhausted. that's just the way it is. I know there are things I can do about it, but the motivation just isn't there. Not one fucking bit. I don't have the support I need to get out and do things. I need someone there to kick my ass and make me get up and do it.

Happy

Happy, could it explain what I am? Maybe. Well, actually yes. I am happy that I have a friend to hang out with again. Someone to call my BFF. Someone I can talk to about pretty much anything. It has been such a long time since I've had this. It feels great. Euphoric. I just wanted to express this. The end!

Purging of the clothes

I guess there is a time in everyones life, where you just have to do it. To go through the dreaded closet and drawers to get rid of clothes that are worn out and don't fit anymore. also, most likely will never fit again.
I really need to do this, but I am afraid that when all is said and done, I will have 2 pair of jeans and about 5 shirts that really fit me. It will make reality hit me hard, that yes, I am a fatass and everyone else knows it but me.

There is also a time when enough is enough, and I have to start eating healthier and working out again. It is so hard to change your diet when this one is all you've known for, I don't know how long. I must do it, for my health, for my children and for my husband. so that I can stop downing myself and finally, for once in a very long time. Feel good about myself. It has been a long time since I have felt good about myself. In all truth, it has been about 10 years. The last time I felt good about myself is when I was 15 years old. When I was in shape and thin(ner) than I am now.

so i am making a promise to myself that I will go through and purge clothes and that I will get my ass back on track, and get in shape again.

The Pumpkin Patch

Every year, around Halloween we have a local ranch that opens it pumpkin patch (well they get pumpkins shipped in from somewhere else). Today, we went for visit with the boys. There's a few things to do, mainly just a little petting zoo and hay rides. and of course, the pumpkin patch. We went just to go somewhere. Took Wyatt in the petting zoo, which he loved. They give you an ice cream cone filled with grain for the animals. Which the animals attack you for. One of the calfs stole Wyatt's ice cream cone right out of his hand.

Have you ever let a cow lick your hand? It is amazingly....disgusting. Their tounges feel like a wet sandpaper. I did this for the first time today. It was unpleasant, to say the least. This cow was gigantic. But he was cute.

I love fall, except for the cold weather, but the foilage is beautiful. I really don't like raking the leaves up the next spring either, because we got about 10 trees in our tiny but big for the suburbs backyard.
I need to update this blog more often, but I haven't got anything to talk about half the time.