My Time v.s. Morning Chaos

not sure what set me off today.......up since 5:30am and feel like I haven't accomplished much and now the kids are up and arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh! I feel like screaming.

list of possibilities:

was it hubby waking a 6am {totally breaking my morning mojo of logging into the blog} to say he wanted to go for a bike ride "early"; however at 7:40 he was still here, all the bills laid out on the table. Checkbook open. Calculater out. I comment that Saturday morning shouldn't be for checking bills. Bills we can't pay all at once. Bills that give us both grey hairs and make us worry for the future.

then he logs me off the computer. now he's asking for it.

his shorts were gone...that's right, gone. oh dear, being washed, how inconvenient.

Then his leaving coincides with the children waking.
"I'll be gone an hour" I believe were the parting words.

From now on I'll be washing all your shorts and underwear with extra heavy duty laundry soap laced with something so as to give you a nice rash on your butt, I believe those were my parting thoughts.

or perhaps one child waking at 6:45am - on a Saturday! This is the child that NEVER wants to wake up during the school week. Nice.

maybe....

or was it finding out that all the dishwasher soap was out, with a machine full of sinky dishes, all the sliced bread gone too. so no toast this morning. no toast?

enough to send me over the edge right there.

was it noticing that the cleaning fairy didn't happen to arrive. Shoes tossed all across the front entry. Toys everywhere. Polly Pocket parts in places they shouldn't be.

Then the realization that I had too much cleaning up to pack into one morning. One morning that was already going downhill fast.

perhaps, but wait...

the baby yelling out "MOMMY" at the top of his lil'lungs until I could get him from his crib. {cause I was in the bathroom, just a little time is all I ask......} I think the older two were trying to get him out of his crib by using various devices for climbing. None successful, thank God. And all dangerous from my inspection when I did go there. a little plastic chair, on top of the my little pony stool, pushed up against the side of the crib. oh and some books for "balance" ???

was it the "make me breakfast" command from child #2 as she waltzed into the kitchen at 7:45
nope - I get that every morning, I redirect and ask for them to ask nicely, that usually helps.

there was alot of grumpiness for a little while, alot of yelling, crying, then magically...

little ones were fed, diapers were changed, laundry was put in dryer, children were dressed for the day. I got my blogging done.

Hubby comes home. 8:45am

"How's everything?"

I look up from this post and say. "Good." and let that be the end of it.

I realize that just like me being in a foul mood because my Saturday morning routine was messed up, he would have been in a more foul mood If I had asked him not to go on the bike ride. And truthfully, he is not that calm during the Saturday morning rush of children demands.
So it worked out for both of us.

but I have to get out that after he came home he did his situps, ate his breakfast and then asked when I would be done with the computer. hmm.

so


I


am


taking


my


time.


"my time"

I love when a title just pops out at you while typing.

So on to tackle the rest of the insurmountable chores around here. Chances are, even if two get done and crossed of the mental list. I'll be happy. Because its about having a good Saturday. I'm trying.

but I'm sure there is going to be another me v.s. him moment in the very near future since in the distance I hear the TV turned to a channel that is "exploring" the myths of the loch ness monter and crop circles. He is totally not going to watch TV is he? Can't think of anything else that needs to be done?

the pink peony study

Once in while I get the perfect flower, with the perfect lighting, at the perfect time {aka: junior napping} The peony is one of my favorites. This baby was on my widowsill this morning just waiting to be photographed. I love the pinks. So many different shades too take in. One of my favorite delicate colors. I took a tad too many pics, ahem, so I named it the "study." In any case, whatever angle this flower is photographed, whatever color, it is just beautiful.

I usually don't listen to any music while writing, today I happened to have a Chris Botti cd {when I fall in love} laying on the desk so I popped it in. My mom let me borrow it. The trumpet is her favorite. My dad played trumpet in a band when he was younger so I think she gets to relive those early years of falling in love with "her" musician. This is beautifully, relaxing music. It seems to match the quiet, unfurling of the petals just right. As I sift through 30+ images on my computer I try to pick "favorites" for easier sorting later. Next to impossible.

lysol to the rescue

probably the worst time of day to type in a blog...hungry kids, no plan for dinner, a list of demands for DS games, websites he wants to order from, {but you don't have a credit card sweetie, you're 7. but you do mom. oh. well.} if ever there was a time that a mommy just wanted to {needed to} lock herself in a room to just type or write or scrapbook her little heart away it would be today. now. just look at those starving faces.

this has been the week from the bad place. one week ago last night was when middle daughter started infecting the rest of us with some sort of stomach bug. whatever it is spreads like wildfire. nausea, vomiting, the runs, headaches, stomach cramps, everything nicely packaged up together that lasts approx. 48 hrs. ever try to explain to a two-year old that throwing up is okay - not to cry hysterically, or hyperventilate and make it ten times worse? yeaaah.

yesterday I washed every single bedsheet in the house, washed surfaces with bleach and water and sent sweet hubby to buy Lysol disinfectant spray. he askes what kind? what scent?. i say--the kind that kills, you know like 99.9% of whatever is f**king breeding here. bathrooms were sanitized. i was like a fiend with the lysol spray. summer breeze is my new favorite smell. every doorknob got blasted, every pillow, every- thing. nothing was left unsprayed. i was a monster. i never cleaned like that. i was exhausted. it was germ phobia to its highest extent. it was like was a neat person must go through in their mind when they enter messy places. the freaky neat lady on desperate housewives. the kind of neurosis i never knew i could channel in myself.

today is much better.

i watched shrek 2 with the kids and had a lot of laughs - left the dishes in the sink - - love when the characters get busted coming out of the forest -- ala "cops" and puss-in-boots gets caught with the catnip and says "its not mine"

Yummy

oooh, besides taking tons of photos of the kiddies...I also must confess I love photos of food. I made these chocolate covered pretzels today to bring to a friend's picnic. They looked so pretty on my Southern Living at Home platter so......naturally -- had to take the picture. Actually, pictures. Here are the best two.

view from the window

This morning -- about 6:45ish -- I peek out the front window and am greeted by the bright purple iris's newly opened petals. Then I look up and see a duck just sitting in our yard. Combined with the early morning fogginess it was just too much of a "morning has broken...." kind of moment so I had to grab the camera.

A Mother's day

Just had to post quickly...as is the case everyday for the past few weeks I can always count on someone booting me off the computer. This morning I knew that if I didn't just buckle down and go right into the blog, that it would never get done. See, I always think that I'll get to it later in the day, or when the kids are in bed however, something (or someone) always needs attention first. So my poor bloggi I've so neglected you....

Here is a cute picture that came about by accident (which are sometimes the best). I was trying to take a picture of the lilac bush out front -- the flowers smell so good and there are tons of blossoms throughout, I think its a great year for the lilacs -- anyhow, it was windy and so I had to wait in between shots to get it just perfect you know {?} While I was doing this my youngest son was running around in his jammies. Running around me saying "cetch you" , which is his way of saying "lets play catch-you" {where I chase him and say "I'm gonna to catch you."} Bumping my arm and getting his nose in the camera lense. I snapped the picture as he was going around me - with his little legs running as fast as he could -- he turned around with his little sweet handsome grin to see if I was running too. Its a blurry shot of him, some of the lilacs are blurry too but I think it reflects a certain charm. A feeling also of how a mom's day feels at times -- A Blur -- things moving too quickly, activities crammed into short spurts of time, mom being pulled in a million different directions, life happening without waiting for us to catch up.

Catch You - if only we could. If only we could "catch" that moment in time and savor it whenever we needed a little more time. A picture I can savor forever because this moment in time has been "caught" -- but you my sweet little darlings I have to let you guys keeping moving and growing and getting big -- even if I tend to want to keep moments like this frozen in time.



Happy Mother's Day.

Back Home

Ahhh! Back home.....yet it feels like I'm still on vacation. My brain, that is. We returned home Tuesday evening and even though I wanted to journal about a list of interesting things I could not form any cohesive thoughts on any subject. The unpacking is always a bore for me. It just reminds me that our time off has ended and its back to the everyday grind. Plus, we left so many little things laying around our house in our rush to leave that I had to clean up so I could "clean up." Not always fun.

We came home to such wonderful weather and while we were away so many of the trees around here have started to bud their little green leaves. What a difference five days makes.

And mother nature's choice of colors......(also my fav) are so crisp and fresh. Good reminders that spring is really here. I love the blue and the green together. That tree did not have all those green leaves when we left on Friday.

The cloud picture was taken last week, it was a HUGE cloud {the picture doesn't even do it justice}, after a rain storm. It was moving fast and in the time it took for me to run in and grab the camera the formation changed quickly, but its still awesome. This cloud had a 3-D effect going on. Placing itself right above our house, it was {seemingly} so close, like you could just climb up the roof and touch it.

Yesterday was spent doing all those everyday chores we have to do. Plus some grocery shopping. A trip to Wal-Mart and the Dollar Store however induced some euphoria into our day and so we can add to the "list of things I didn't need to buy this week." {But they are so darn cute!}

Here's one.....at some point I will have to fess up to my love of flip-flops...but for now you just have to take my word for it, I really, really, {really} needed another pair. Really.


I'm wearing them right now. I am soooo glamorous at 7:31 in the am.

Off for the day....bye.