It has been decades my friends!! I am sorry about that but we call it life! I am back to give my mom wisdom and some mom whining to whoever will listen!! I am going to title this post Give me a flipping break! Ok things have changed I now am a full time working mom with a 16 year old an 11 year old and a 8 year old, whew it has been a long time!
Every morning it’s called somebody has to do something to trip our morning up.. today it must have been let’s all do that this morning. My autistic son is my alarm clock, this morning he was my alarm clock every two seconds!!! From 5:45 on.. I don’t know about you
But I set my alarm so I can lay in bed at least fifteen minutes before actually getting up!! So every 5 minutes.. “mom you up yet.. it’s time five seconds later it’s time!” He is like a freaking drill sargeant.. As I drag my butt outta bed in strolls my tween , my tween that always has an ailement I love her but we have had this kid to every doctor imaginable.. she has had a stomach ache for 5 days I have taken her to the doctor.. this kid is going to school.. I gently explain to her that she is going to school. I myself have cramps from hell sorry TMI. I know but damn kid give me a break.. she acts like I am making her walk through the brinks of hell!!! Working moms have a whole lotta stress, so do stay at home moms these stresses are just different.. My tween saunters out with her head hung low defeated knowing she is walking the plank to hell.. 😩 She loves her teacher, don’t know what’s going on but this mom can only face so many challenges prior to coffee or soda in the morning. Ok now the baby.. ugh she never wants to go to bed and for some reason every night she ends up on the couch!! The drill sargeant AKA Zach has tried numerous times to get her up!!! I have told her numerous times to get up!! I have yelled numerous times to get her up!! Finally she saunters in farts and begans  to whine , I have hand her clothes to her.  I come back fifteen minutes later she is still naked.. I am sorry but WHAT IN THE HELL!? I tell her again to  get dress.. This child is as slow as molasses!! Has anybody ever witnessed a sloth??? THIS IS MY CHILD!!! I tell her to get a move on !!! She claims she has a stomach ache and I say been there dealt with that!!! By this time friends I am looking  forward to going to work!! God I love my children but I think to myself What in the Hell every freaking morning!!! Spring break starts tomorrow... I am silently doing a happy dance!!!
Hope your day is drama free!!! ❤️

Mom has lost her cool exit the room.

This mom lost .. sorry for the not so great language.. her shit!! It happens to us all whether it be hormonal or stress related or just plain you pushed moms very last button that she has, it happens. I am not proud of the fact that today was the day that I blew my lid. It all started when my son charged lots of money on my amazon account and I had to plead to the customer service rep who I am sure thought I was insane when I started crying on the phone.. yes this really happened.. to refund my large amount of money.. I think the fact that she was so uncomfortable by my rambling and tears helped my situation. Before I called amazon I may or may not have told my son that I would be taking the money out of his room and board and he would perhaps have to be sleeping with the dog in the basement from now on.. Our dog doesn't even sleep in the basement. and since he is autistic and a man of facts and facts only,  he was quick to point this out as well as the fact that there is not a bed in the basement and where did I expect him to sleep.. my girls observing this whole scenario wide eyed then began to laugh because they knew he was right and knew that he had me... Well mom with her mom voice stated go to your room.... That will teach him... I took my daughter to tumbling and then headed to the grocery store after... while my 6 year old cried the whole time because... wait for it folks...HER SCARF IS TOO SHORT.... I am sorry but what the Hell!!! Ok I know you have all seen this coming... " Be happy you have a scarf there are children freezing in the world who do not even have clothes or shoes and you Princess are crying because your scarf is too short.." I know that will teach her, oh no. then the older one starts in and gets offended because she picked the scarf out for her sister.. The arguing starts we about blind side an older lady spending her Saturday shopping trip perusing the soup Aisle. I quickly apologize and usher my children down the aisle as they continue to argue.. we make it to frozen foods and I so very slightly shoot my oldest THE LOOK... you know the you had better knock it off now look...she rolls her eyes at me and we finally make it out of the store.
we get home only to realize that I forgot to get something at the store I need for dinner. I FREAKING WONDER HOW I COULD HAVE DONE THAT!! I get everyones coats back on and we run to the store again.. My girls start arguing again and just as I get up to check out the machine goes down... ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? A women behind us starts talking to my girls, which would have been nice any other day.. I just wanted silence.. and to get the hell out of the store. I am sitting here writing this thinking how insane we all must have looked in the grocery store, the girls fighting, me gritting my teeth telling them to stop. This my friends, is why I am going to start blogging again for the humor this helps me cope and I feel it is somewhat humorous.  I am sorry for the grammatical and punctuation errors. For my fellow moms enjoy and know we all Lose our shit sometimes...:)

Its been awhile...

Hi all, It has been awhile, yes it has.. I am trying to get back up and running but we will see how it goes.. I had a mom moment to day.. I am overwhelmed.. my son has autism.. my husband has been put on second shift and I have three children. Finances are beyond tight right now and my son informed me that he has been the victim of bullying!!! WHAT!!!! stop the presses.. Nobody is going to bully my kiddo.. why you ask!? because I was a bullied kid.. I was the fat kid.. I was the kid always picked last and laughed at.. We will get this little situation taken care of .. because this mama is not going to put up with that!!!! I have been MIA because we have had no time. I am on a new mission in my life.. I am losing weight.. I am a very overweight person.. who is a stress eater... It is a work in progress I have started the body by vi challenge and have lost 31.5 pounds in a little under 3 months.. I have my link on the side of my page if your interested.. I apologize for the Christmas decor on my page.. it also is a work in progress.. I am looking forward to the summer.. I want my kids home.. I want them with me. Give me a week and I might be saying something else.. But I want them here.. I do not want to stress over homework stress over paying preschool tuition stress over running everyone everywhere I want to hit the pool and relax.. I promise I will try to keep this up it is good therapy for me.. please this was a quick effort tonight.. I know lax on the punctuation..next time will be better.. :)www.bmalcolm.myvi.net

The 12 days of Christmas

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It is getting close it is getting near its time to  muster up that Holiday Cheer!!!

OK some of you may call me scrooge.. I could see that... others may agree.. Holiday time stresses me out!! All the family time, all the whining from my children, All The MOOLAH spent that I really don't have to spend, So there fore in order to lighten your holiday stress I have composed my own 12 days of Christmas enjoy... and don't be offended....

On the first day of Christmas we put up our gorgeous tree, by the third day of Christmas kids have knocked it down numerous times and its looking really ugly!!!

On the second day of Christmas the whining for the perfect toy begins and and the list keeps growing over and over again....

On the third day of Christmas you look for Christmas classics only to find out your kids are more into the hugely animated shows that to them are fantastic

On the fourth day of Christmas you start to dislike the over achiever moms with baking and elves the list goes on an on!!! ;)

On the Fifth day of Christmas your money outlook is grim and it seems you just spent a ton and your present stack is really thin.

On the sixth day of Christmas the stores are getting packed with fools along with tired workers who don't always keep their cool..

On the seventh day of Christmas  you pull out the hot cocoa and throw in a pinch of baileys no one has to know...;)

On the eighth day of Christmas the argument begins on where your dividing your time with each family kin...UGH!!!

On the Ninth day of Christmas you search for a wanted toy only to find out it sold out in JULY!!!!

On the tenth day of Christmas reading the Ads is a loss, everything advertised never hit the stores according to the boss...

On the eleventh day of Christmas you start to finally settle down when one of your little munchkins decides to share the flu that's going around!!

On the twelfth day of Christmas..We can have a drink to celebrate we made it through.. And I can say MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!!!!

FROM MY FAMILY TO YOURS WE HOPE YOU HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

Older Parents Vs. Newer Parents

I have three children with very different personalities. My son 10  is all about trains, google maps and his favorite T.V. show. My middle daughter 4  is all about Barbie, fairies and fashion and looking good!!, my youngest daughter 2 is all about eating... and following in her sisters foot steps oh and the queen of getting into things.  When I had my son and was a new mother here is how it rolled... My sons clothes were immaculate because any time he spit up or drooled or got anything on one of his Gap, Old Navy, Gymboree outfits, it was immediately taken off and soaked and replaced with a similar name brand outfit. He was not allowed to have candy or chocolate, I followed every guideline in feeding baby food. Followed nap schedules and made every well baby visit and got every shot listed... Guess what.. my perfect world came crashing down.. when my gap fitted baby didn't make milestones and was diagnosed with autism... Move on to baby number 2... OK we got baby number one finally talking at the age of four.. so you know what baby number 2, got fudged on guidelines a bit.. she did not have all name brand clothes because.. Mom quite her full time job to be a stay at home mom so she could be with her autistic child to help him with all the therapy appointments.. Baby number 2 was a miracle and such a diva performing at the age of 12 months walking at 10 months and TALKING non stop and still does talk non stop. Baby three comes along it is all over for her... no guidelines I do what I feel is best for her... NO name brand clothes.. Walmart here we come!!! The reason I am telling you all this is because I take my youngest daughter to story hour one day a week at the local library while my other daughter is in preschool. I was recently amazed at the difference in newer parents and older parents. Newer parents Have that energy that us older parents don't always have. And by energy I almost mean Ridiculousness!!! They follow their children around and name every book in the library, they teach their children a bilingual language and in return expect their children to answer back.. yes their is a parent that actually does this.. my daughter and I look at this family utterly confused the majority of the time because we have no clue what they are saying it goes back and forth between English and Spanish.. and I do not think that this family is even of Spanish heritage. ..just want a second language. not that there is anything wrong with this just confusing.... These newer parents try to teach concepts way over their kids head... WOW.. I don't know whether I should feel like an inadequate parent because I am just happy we made it into the library without my two year old  running the opposite direction into traffic. I feel as I am a veteran parent I am more relaxed but yet lack on energy. I know that it is more important for my child and me to have time together for her to be with other children. I know that they will not be young forever. I am not by any means making fun of or saying these parents are wrong. I just was there once and it is funny how much changes as you get older and wiser. I know I have lots more to learn. We will get there one step at a time...

Sisters

My girls have become fighting maniacs lately. I am an only child, therefore I do not know what having a sibling is like. But I do know that I want my girls to be good friends that love and respect each other. We have alot of competition going on in our house lately. My girls fight at the drop of a hat. I was starting to get concerned about the constant fighting until I witnessed what I wanted to see today. We went with my oldest daughters preschool to a pumpkin patch. I took my youngest along to enjoy the good times. I witnessed my oldest and youngest work hand in hand to paint a pumpkin. taking turns and sharing and even telling each other good job.. This is what I want. I want my girls to be able to call each other in the middle of the night, years from now telling about a first love, or telling secrets or even cracking jokes about my husband and myself as I am sure they will do( probably about my husband more than me I am sure ;)...). I want my girls to have a best friend in life forever.  I want them to always feel loved equally. I hope that I am instilling these things into them. I know that they can and will be life long close friends.

The Importance Of A Sister

© Shiv Sharma

A sister is someone who loves you from the heart,
No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart.
She is a joy that cannot be taken away,
Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.

A friend who helps you through difficult times,
Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes.
A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile,
These memories last for miles and miles.

When she is by your side, the world is filled with life,
When she is not around, your days are full of strife.
A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love,
She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove.

A companion to whom you can express your feelings,
She doesn’t let you get bored at family dealings.
Whether you are having your ups or downs,
She always helps you with a smile and never frowns.

With a sister you cannot have a grudge,
She is as sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge.
Having a sister is not just a trend,
It is knowing you can always turn to her, your best friend.

Source: Why I Love My Sister, The Importance Of A Sister, Sister Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/why-i-love-my-sister#ixzz1bGht2buU
Family Friend Poems

Here is to hoping my girls have this kind of a wonderful relationship.

Memories

I was doing my homework with my son this evening. He is in 4th grade. And I began to think how different things were when I went to school. The Academic load was way different. Children were not completing college prep courses at the age of 11... This is a joke but quite honestly I have to stop and think why don't we ever let our children just be children anymore? There is so much pressure to perform and excel at such a young age. Why can't these kids just have a chance to be kids? I remember that in our little town, every little neighborhood had a neighborhood school. The kids you went to school with lived in your neighborhood. These were the kids you would play with until dark. The kids you would walk home with from school.. I really quite honestly don't remember anyone riding a bus. when I went to Our neighborhood school. When I was in fifth Grade they closed a bunch of those neighborhood schools and that is where the busing came in. I remember I loved Farnham elementary School. My mom went there, my uncles and aunt went there. The teachers were the greatest teachers ever. The activities that we partook in were awesome. Movie days, bike rodeos, Halloween parades, Christmas programs, I remember playing on the playground and using our imaginations.. I really am sad at times because I do not think kids use their imaginations like they should. I remember my husband , who I thought was the biggest bully playing king of the mountain.. On A HUGE snow mountain and pummeling people left and right... I am sure he sat in the principals office. one of many visits.. ;) I may be exaggerating just a little... Kindergarten consisted of letter people, stories, play time and milk and snack. We got to go home at half a day. I think that expecting our children to be so much like little mini adults is so sad in some ways. I think kids should have a chance to experience the joys and fun of just being a kid. I hold fond memories of elementary school and all the fun we had.. to the bike rodeos, to the Hawaiian luau in Mrs. Alter's room, to the fun times playing on the playground.  And with that I leave you with this a chant that Was a hand game that every girl in school new.. I think my father even knew it by the time I made him hold his hand up numerous times to learn it.... Miss sue miss sue miss sue from Alabama.... that is all I remember...