I always enjoy when my husband comes home from work and asks what I did all day. There’s NEVER a day where I can say that I sat on my butt all day,played on the computer,watched some soap operas and went out for lunch. Even when mom is sick,which OMG,the household could potentially shut down in the kids’eyes,I still manage to drag myself out of the bathroom ,off the couch or out of bed to “get things done.”
The other day was no different,it was the boys birthday and I had a ton of stuff to do.
get my daughter up at 5:30 to finish her math,
decorate the house for the birthday before the boys got up,
drop my 6th graders off at the local community college for a field trip at 7:30,
get the junior high carpool to school on time after having to turn back for a math workbook halfway to school (for those locals,this got me stuck in the middle of the morning school traffic that we all love so much),
walk the dogs,
return the rental car before they charged me an additional day,
“squeeze”in a mammogram (literally),
Sam’s Club and Super Walmart supply run (spending $350 and getting absolutely no meat),
stop at the hobby store to pick-up gifts for the boys,
fuel up the car,and
get back across town and pick-up 6 dozen donuts for the boys to give out to their classes before going to lunch
All this had to happen in order for me to deliver the donuts no later than noon (on strict orders from the boys)!
Don't Drop the Donuts!
And who,could pull this all off? A Mom,of course! I think my husband would have thrown in the towel after getting his MAN-O-GRAM!
Manogram
I think the highlight of the day was when I went into one of the classrooms to make my delivery. The kids were all excited that they were getting donuts for a snack and were all wishing the boys Happy Birthday. One of the kids yells out,“Wow,that’s so cool that their birthdays are on the same day!” Another kid stands up and says,“you idiot,they’re twins!”
This video is hysterical. As a mom,I drive a bunch of kids to school and practices and when I listen to the girls the makers of this video are dead on!
It was January 24th,2000 and we were living with my parents in New Jersey. My oldest two were 18 months old and I was 38 weeks pregnant with another set of twins. The day started off like normal. I woke up early because I couldn’t sleep for crap,I was so damn uncomfortable,my belly was huge,as was the rest of me. My younger two woke up earlier than normal,my husband insists they could hear my loud snoring in the next bedroom over. I had gotten the kids milk ready and the three of us sat down on the couch to watch yet another episode of Bob the Builder.
Within a matter of ten minutes,my water broke,all over the couch! I had no cramps whatsoever and I had been told two days before that the babies were both in the perfect position with their heads down. After a grabbing a towel,I knocked on the bathroom door to tell my husband who was in the shower. I got on the phone with my doctor and since I had no cramping,he told me to take a quick shower and meet him at the hospital.
The hospital was about 45 minutes away and when we left the house,my husband and I were both relatively relaxed,he even lined the passenger seat of the car with plastic and a towel,just in case. By the time we hit the highway and the morning rush hour traffic,I felt a lot of movement in my stomach and the labor began…and it NEVER STOPPED! We were stuck in traffic and I was in a constant contraction,it never let up. The ride to the hospital seemed to take an eternity. I was screaming and yelling at my husband and he was driving like a mad man down the shoulder of the highway. I continued screaming and he started screaming back that he couldn’t drive any faster and there was nothing else he could do! It was not a pretty ride to the hospital.
When we FINALLY arrived at the hospital,my husband just pulled up to the front doors and out I went. It was a few minutes after 9 am when I went screaming down the hall to maternity. As he was parking the car,I got a quick exam and learned that both babies had flipped over and were now breach. My husband arrived inside just in time to get some scrubs on and head into the operating room where I was going to have a c-section. I jumped off the gurney and onto the operating table myself yelling for the anesthesiologist. As soon as he ran in the room I hunched over begging him for an epidural.
The epidural kicked in and within minutes,the babies were out and my screaming had finally stopped. At 9:28am and 9:30am our second set of twins were born,less than 15 minutes after arriving at the hospital.
Convinced we were having another set of girl/boy twins,we had been set for months on a cute girl/boy name combination. We were certainly shocked when Baby B came out and he was not female. We had no name picked out for the poor little guy so he went to the nursery with “Banko Baby B”on his name tag.
By the time I was out of recovery,Baby B had a name and all was good. Our two little dudes were healthy and cute as can be. Nicknamed Little D-Man and Pigpen,they were the apples of our eyes,and still are. It’s just so hard to image that they were so small just a short time ago. Happy Birthday!
My two younger sons are totally into the sport of Airsoft. According to Wikipedia, airsoft is defined as a sport in which participants shoot round non-metallic pellets launched via replica firearms. In mom’s word,it’s a sport in which my boys have what looks like real military weapons and they use plastic bb’s to shoot the living crap out of each other!
Honestly,it’s pretty fun. We’ve gone out as a family in the canyons by our house,split into two teams and had some really cool battles. You have to strategize with each other in an attempt to be the last team standing. Do the bb’s hurt? Ahh,a little,maybe if shot at close range,but they certainly don’t leave you with welts like paintball does. It’s all a matter of wearing layers.
In addition to layers,eye and face protection is a must. The kids that come over our house to play are very well aware of the rules and know that if they don’t follow them,this mom is going to do some major ass kickin’! All gear must be worn at all times,no shooting at close range,bring your own ammo and no shooting around the house. The last rule quickly went into effect after all the crevices in my garage and driveway became filled with multi-colored bb’s!
I love the fact that the boys haven’t asked for any LEGOs lately,they would rather shop at the local army navy surplus store. I’ve never seen boys so excited to go shopping. On Saturday,they were invited to an airsoft birthday battle and boy were they prepared. After receiving some pretty cool stuff for Xmas and their birthday,this is what they looked like heading off to the party.
My little warriors
I love that they each chose a different camoflauge pattern and they have to keep themselves so matchy,matchy!
Mom’s word of advice when it comes to airsoft,buy the biodegradable bb’s,believe me,you’ll thank me for it!
My son was complaining yesterday about how many emails he has in his inbox that don’t go into the spam folder.
Mom,my inbox is full
My first recommendation,look at it more than once a month! Why he even has an email account is beyond me. Between Facebook and texting,email is the last thing he checks. After I sat and explained to him that he could “opt out”any of the email lists that he does not want to be on by just clicking the “opt-out”or “unsubscribe”button at the bottom of the email he came to a decision. He turned and said to me,“That’s too much work,I’m just going to close my email account!” And that’s exactly what he did,I wish I could do the same!
My oldest son is going through puberty and it’s been tough. Over the last 4 weeks I think he’s grown at least two inches. His pants are too short,another pair of $75 sneakers are too small and the hair on his legs grew in overnight! The scary part is that he’s almost my height,not sure I like looking eye to eye with him! With all that comes the 12 hours of sleep and he’s still tired and crabby.
He’s also eating me out of house and home. It seems like I’m at the grocery store everyday to keep up with our need for 5 gallons of milk a week,36 eggs,3 packages of turkey bacon,3 gallons of OJ,endless pounds of fruit,and that’s just the bare minimum!
Mom,We Need More Food!
The worst part of this phase that he’s going through is the smell. I’ve given him a variety of different soaps and deodorants to try and nothing is working.
STINKY!
I AM IN DESPERATE NEED OF HELP WITH THIS BATTLE
If anyone has any suggestions on different products or brands that will help keep the smell somewhat controllable,I am all ears! I feel bad having to post this but mom and the rest of the family can’t take it anymore!
On this Martin Luther King Jr. weekend,admission to all our great National Parks is FREE. That means there are no excuses to get outside and enjoy the fresh air and wonderful scenery,while getting a little family exercise to boot!
That’s 397 parks and historical sites you can choose from so,jump in your car and visit one this weekend. If your not quite sure where to go,click on the National Parks Conservation Association link below and find one!
Holy buckets,talk about the needs of a DIVA. Beyonce gave birth in a delivery room,or a VIP Suite,in Lennox Hill Hospital fit for a queen. Inside there were 4 flat screen TV’s along with all the BEST high tech electronics,mahogany walls,a little kitchen and some fru fru furniture. What mom wouldn’t want to delivery in this place!
Beyonce's Delivery Room
When I delivered my kids,the rooms looked nothing like this,kinda gives the urge to have another baby…NOT! Only kidding honey!
Rumor has it that the room was NOT constructed specifically for Beyonce but she was the intended first patient. Now,was she actually the first patient or did a surrogate delivery Ivy Blue? Just another piece of gosssip the world will be talking about for days!
It’s hard to believe but Mommy Warriors has been online for 6 years this year!
We’ve blogging away about what it’s been like raising all our seven kids . We’ve gone from toddlers to teenagers,dirty diapers to body odor,rashes to zits,smooth baby butts to hairy legs and pull-ups to puberty. Along the way,yes,we’ve had our bumps and bruises but,that’s all part of our duty as moms. The kids have all grown and started to mature and so have we. We’ve battled deep in the trenches and strategized our next steps and still we all have smiles on our faces so we must be doing something right!
I thought it would be fun to bring the video from when it all started for our readers. The technology has changed so much since we did this video,we could probably produce it with a snap of the finger now! Enjoy!
The hospital was about 45 minutes away and when we left the house,my husband and I were both relatively relaxed,he even lined the passenger seat of the car with plastic and a towel,just in case. By the time we hit the highway and the morning rush hour traffic,I felt a lot of movement in my stomach and the labor began…and it NEVER STOPPED! We were stuck in traffic and I was in a constant contraction,it never let up. The ride to the hospital seemed to take an eternity. I was screaming and yelling at my husband and he was driving like a mad man down the shoulder of the highway. I continued screaming and he started screaming back that he couldn’t drive any faster and there was nothing else he could do! It was not a pretty ride to the hospital.
