Been forever....and a day....and another kid...

So, been forever.  Not too much to report.  Except, a ton actually.  Had another child.  A son. Chaddy Jr.  He's amazing.  And naughty.  So naughty.  Holy crap is this kid something else.  With my girls, silence wasn't necessarily a cause for concern.  This kid, um, might as well pull the fire alarm, because if he's quiet and you aren't watching his every move, the house is on fire and he's probably robbing the local bank.  Seriously, check and make sure you still have your wallet.  Go ahead, I'll wait...

What else...ah, yes, I'm homeschooling all my kiddos now.  It's wonderful, and hard and terrifying and I wouldn't trade it for anything.  But that is a whole other post.

Ummmm, my husband has his own business now.  Into his third year.  Construction of course.  Underground utilities and directional drilling.  It's wonderful, and hard and terrifying and he wouldn't trade it for anything. Lol

Ahhhh.....oh yeah, we're looking for properties.  Cause why wouldn't I want to throw a move on top of everything else? Gah!

My Best Friend, Man of My Dreams, Love of my Life!

Man of mine,

Yesterday marked 10 years of marriage.  10 years ago yesterday we pledged forever to each other.  Well, I thought about that and decided.....forever just isn't long enough.  Eternity or Infinity works better for me.  Corny, right....well, I have been thinking a lot about us lately, and we have our ups and downs like any normal couple, but there is no one else like us.  We should patent us.

You are a fabulous man.  You are always making me laugh.  You are always making me think.  You are always proving me right in my decision to love you.  You are a wonderful father.  Exceptional really.  4 girls and an extremely temperamental wife and you handle it beautifully.

I'd hate for you to get a big head and all, but there are times when I just can't do anything but spout your praise.  You work so hard for us all.  We have so little to offer in return.  Except for love.  I hope you know that you will never find 5 females who love you more.  Who adore you as much.

Men love to be the heroes.  Well you are ours.  Happy Anniversary Lovie!

For the love of all that is Holy! Did I just have a 20 minute argument with a five year old about flip flops?

Wow, I woke up feeling better than I have in weeks.  I went to bed exhausted with a pounding head ache and woke up pain free and refreshed.  I walk out to the living room to let Jakers out of his kennel to eat and what do I find....3 huge piles of regurgitated dog crap in his kennel.  Super fantastic.

Then I wake up the girls, who are excited to get to wear skirts and dresses today because it is supposed to be so nice, only to get into an argument about flip flops with my 5 year old.  Really, flip flops?  For 20 minutes.  Thinking it over now, I am wondering why I didn't whip her little butt and put her on the bus.

Why?  Because I promised myself when I got pregnant that I would be more civilized than my parents were.  I wouldn't spank unless absolutely necessary.  A top of the line offense.  But when I think back...I don't ever remember having 20 minute fights about shoes with my parents.  They didn't waste the time with arguing.  You did what you were told or got your butt whipped.  Holy balls...What I would have given to be a neanderthal this morning.  How easy it would have been to give in just to get her out the damn door.  But no....I fight with her, we miss the bus and I have to drive them to school.

But I don't give in and she is stuck wearing the shoes I want her to wear.  In the car, I tell her that if she argues with me about clothes again I will pack up all her lovely clothes and give them to someone she sees everyday so she can watch them wear them while she wears the same ugly out fit everyday!  It works, but I feel soft.  I know parenting is hard.  It's supposed to be.  But it's days like this that really test my resolve.

Not only is it hard being a parent.  It's hard being a good parent.  And I am.  I know that.  And so were my parents.  The majority of us are. We are just a different kind of parents.

And what was my conformation?  The hug and kiss and "I love you Mommy", as she was getting out of the car.  Crisis forgotten.  I need a drink at 8 AM but I have a happy little girl.

Go figure....

Anyone have an available cleaning Fairy I could borrow?

For the last month, since I had Sophia, I have been hermiting in my room with her.  Pretty much doing all my motherly duties from here.  Ofcourse things didn't work out with the induction.  She ended up coming on her own, so all the things I had planned to take care of before she was born, ended up not getting done.  I just don't have the energy and Chaddy doesn't have the energy or the time. 

I just don't think it's fair that on top of everything else I do, I should have to do house work.  And I can't tell you how much it irks me that when I wake up in the morning, the dishes haven't done themselves, the garbage hasn't taken it's self out, and all the rest of the messes haven't magically disappeared.  I don't even want to look at the house right now!

But now I have about 10 times the mess.....damnit all to hell!

Life is so very precious.....

Yesterday, a friend posted on her facebook, how sorry she was for another friend of hers loss.  When I asked her what had happened, she told me that a good friend of hers lost her husband very suddenly and unexpectedly yesterday.  They have 6 children ranging in ages 5 weeks old to 16 years old.  My heart broke, for people that I have never met and probably will never meet. 

So I am sitting here in bed with Big Al, snuggling on Daddy and watching baby Sophia smile in her sleep, knowing that my oldest two girls are tucked safely and snugly, and asleep peacefully in their beds, and I have time to reflect on the fact that if I were faced with what this family now faces, I don't know that I could survive it.  And I think...how is it possible for me to feel more thankful than I already do for all that I have, but tonight, I do.  I wouldn't have thought it possible to love my hubby more than I already did, but I do.  Or my children more precious to my heart, but they are. 

We are tied to this earth and our existence by such a thin thread.  Any second it could snap, and we would be left behind or leave behind all that we love.  Did you tell your significant other you loved them today, did you kiss each and everyone of your children and spend a little time with just them so they know just how special they are to you? 

I don't know why this hit so close to home for me exactly, except maybe, postpartum hormones, or that my situation in life is very similar to theirs, 4 kids, one brand new, a husband who works the kind of job where anything can happen at any time.  Not to mention that we are both volunteer FF's. 

The only certainty we have in life is that someday we will die.  How will we live before that happens?  I....swear to live and love like there may not be a tomorrow.  I will never take my family for granted again.  Ever!

How lucky am I, let me count the ways.....

So I am sitting here and looking at my gorgeous new daughter and listening to my 3 older daughters fight over who is going to feed the dog and let her out, and all I can think is how lucky I am to have all this chaos in my life.  Sophia, my 1 month old, has been a very good baby so far, but today, she has been a little fussy.  We had a big day of taking big sister to preschool, picking her up and then long trips to Target and Wal-Mart!  It was a long afternoon to say the least.  I had to breastfeed her once in the car and then again in the dressing rooms at Target and got her to sleep for a bit on the way home and she was starving when we got here.  I don't think she has been at all comfortable all afternoon, but aside from the fussiness she was a trooper.  Now that we are snuggled in at home, she is getting feisty again and as tired as I am, and as obnoxious and the dogs are being and as absent as my hubby is (I think he is hiding in the office), I still feel so good to have all this insanity around me.  I really want to go to bed, Advil PM and my bed are calling me, but I know I have at least 2 hours until I can close my eyes for as much as 2 hours.  I wouldn't say that I thrive on chaos or that I am glutton for punishment, but when I think about how quiet my life would be without my kids, hubby and animals, it's scary and lonely.  Ah, the monsters are descending, bedtime awaits....until next time.....Happy chaos to all and I hope you all are as lucky as I am to have a lifetime of chaotic insanity ahead of you!

My first ever Blog Post!

I have decided that my insanity needs an outlet!  This is it.  Whether it's read or not, liked or not, here it is.  I definitely need a way to purge some of the nutsiness out of my life.  Hmmm, so where do I start...  I guess I will start with a little bio info...

My name is Lisa.  I am the 28 year old mother of  4 wonderful children ages: 7-Rylie, 5-Ciara, 3-Aleena, and 1 month-Sophia.  All girls in case you couldn't tell.  I can also claim to have the most wonderful husband in the world.  We have been together almost 13 years and he is the love of my life.  A more compassionate, hard working, handsome man, I have never met.  And...He's a wonderful father and makes me laugh.  Not such an easy thing to do, considering my sense of humor, or lack there of as of late.  While he is fabulous in just about every way possible, I will not, by any means want you to believe he is perfect.  He gets on my damn nerves just about every way possible and usually on a daily basis.  But he is my best friend and perfect for me.  I can't say he feels all the previous for me, but, he does love me, of that I have no doubt.  Who else could ever know him better or love him more, or put up with his nonsense?  No, he has a good thing and he knows it.  My husband and children are the reason I was put on this earth.  They are the reason I eat, sleep, breathe and love!  I guess it's a good thing that all I ever really wanted to be was a wife and mother.

I also do daycare in my home.  So that does explain much of the craziness in my life.  But on top of all that my husband is a heavy equipment operator in the construction field and we are both volunteer firemen for our local fire department.  We are also trying to find the time to get our EMT-B certification.  Why not add to the insanity!?  Right?


Well that is a little about me.  Enough to get me started anyway.  I will try to write at least once a day.  You'll have to forgive me if I skip a day now and then.  Thanks for your time!  Spread the word.

Kids say the darndest things quote of the day:

Aleena:  "Mom...I have a booger stuck in my teeth..."  ME: "Oh, how did a booger get stuck in your teeth?"
Aleena:  "Cause I ate it!!"