Happy Thanksgiving

Today is a day to reflect, to remember and enjoy what you ae thankful for.

So here I decided to write a post about it.. What am I thankful for?
I am thankful for my family. My boys are the most precious things in my life. My husband,he's the most important person in my life. Without him I wouldn't have anything I do today. I wouldn't have Wyatt or Caleb to bless my life. I wouldn't have the home I do. I wouldn't have the most wonderful inlaws. I have to think I am pretty damn lucky.

Family is here to help when you are in need. Family is there for support. Which is something we have a lot of around here.

Again, have a happy turkey day, remember to be thankful for what and who you have in your lives.

If she can do it, I can do it

One wonders, how on earth a stay at home mom becomes an over night sensation? Write a book about sparkling vampires, that's how.
Stephanie Meyer hadn't written as much as a short story before she created the epic story of Twilight. It makes me wonder if I have it in me. Sure I have interesting dreams every night. Nothing quite as compelling as Twilight, but I'm sure I could find something. Even if something that happened in my life inspired me, because god knows I've had enough expereiences to come up with something.

this month is National Novel Writing Month. Maybe I should attempt to partake in this adventure. We shall see..

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!