Holy Cow its been over a week

Well I thought that this was going to be my daily outlet, and here I am over a week since my last post. I think this week may have been better if I had taken the time to write out what was going on. This week was filled with births, sadly deaths, company take overs, annual reviews and my first physical.

Monday a close friend of mine had her second son, so I took the first born for a few days while she was in the hospital. I was instantly a mom of two boys. It was fun and tiring. Tuesday, I had an appointment for a physical. It was the first one since I was in high school. I all of a sudden feel the need to know what's going on inside my body so that I can be prepared for anything. I have a Lucas to raise so, I am paranoid of getting something that will prohibit that. Oddly enough, the Dr says a lot of the symptoms that I have been experiencing are stress, anxiety and depression related. WELL LOOK AT THAT WORLD! I am stressed, filled with anxiety and a touch of depression. Somehow I kinda knew that already. I am still awaiting the test results, but the Dr. is pretty sure I am stressed to the max and need to get a little help.

After the Dr., appointment I rush to pick up both boys and head up to see the new baby. I should of listened to my gut instinct about this and dropped Lucas off at Nanny's. I have never tried so hard to control anything as I did those two boys. After I get both of them out of their car seats, I wrangle both of them through the parking lot into the hospital. They both take off running, and I go flying after them. Laughing and giggling at the top of their lungs, they love this place. It totally creeps me out, and the look I am getting from people, WOW. People, I wanna say, only one if these boys is biologically mine. I did not have back to back babies! I get them in the elevator, and silence!! The door opens and off we go. Poor Kelly she has no idea that two boynadoes are headed her way. The boys immediately want on the bed to play, Kelly retreats to the couch. The boys push every button, including the nurse call button , make the bed go up and down for about an hour it seems. Lucas kept saying, "momma, Everett put a bug in my ear". Evertt is his friend from school. He said it over and over and kept putting his finger in his ear. After a while I decide to ask one of the nurses of they could take a look in his ear. Well she saw something blue, which sends panic though my body. What do I do next?? She look in the other ear and sees the blue thing in there too. I wanna cry. Then I say, "Well he has tubes could that be what you see?". YES she says. YAY!! However, she thinks the one ear's tube maybe coming out, I can deal with that later. I sigh a sigh of relief. After that I decide it's time to head home, with my boys. Pizza and cake await these little men at the house!

Thursday I was back in the same hospital under extremely different circumstances. The passing of a baby. My cousin lost her baby at about 30 weeks. It was expected, but non the less, a very sad event. This is why I hate hospitals, the sadness that over rides joyful experiences cuts me too the bone. It truly shows you just what a miracle conception and birth really are and just how lucky I am to have a healthy, happy, perfect little boy. I am truly blessed and it really makes me ponder taking the gamble for another little one, I think Lucas maybe an only child. As I type this my almost 2 year old, is doing his dinosaur puzzle telling Mike what the dinosaurs are...REALLY my almost 2 year old can tell us what dinos are what. I love him!

I had a pretty good review, and Friday we got the news that our company merger would be complete that night. Monday will be a whole new world, I feel secure yet anxious. I think that I am truly fine in my position. Just the unknown is never a great feeling, and when the future of your financial independence is hanging in the balance its never a secure thing. I decided to go out for a friends birthday Friday night, even thought I was physically and mentally exhausted from the week that I had had. I am glad I did, although I felt very old, I had a fantastic time dancing with my two friends. I bet no one in that place will ever see Lady Gaga the same after they witnessed our dancing! We were FIERCE!!!!! However, I have never seen so many jello shots and beer pong participants in my whole life. Who knew that those things flourished here in South Tulsa.

This week will be filled with lots of news, excitement and hopefully a clear head for me. Lucas will be 2 next week, so we have his party this weekend. We also have a funeral to attend, which will be the hardest thing this week. Monday will be one for the record books, but I have no doubt all will make it through and never wanna look back at it. This will be the second week, since I have been put on "happy pills" so we'll see if it really helps. Keep your fingers crossed!

Until tomorrow....

TGIS!!!

Well folks, I made it to Saturday and the one day in 10 weeks that was ALL MINE!!!! It started off nicely with my favorite Starbucks beverage. Really life gets no better than that. I was off to be beautified, which I was in desperate need of. You see Friday had been a day for the record books, filled with tears, arguments and downed email servers. The day was so crazy that I am not going to mention it again to spare myself the mental anguish that is cost me, after all today is a new day! This momma was spent. There is something about the salon that is rejuvenating for the soul. Just me, my coffee and my Heather! Its amazing how pretty much every married couple with children is going through the same issues at the same time, so I feel like I have some company is my martial bliss and despair. Really I have it quite good, but I can be a brat every once in a while right.

Salon time was so fun and needed, but that was just the start. I was off to meet the sister for lunch and shopping. Oh there is a god! Meet up at Panera, and got window seat which was amazing considering the place was pretty much standing room only. We were amazed at the kamikaze shopers darting from their cars to their destinations. The area around 71st and 169 should be avoided like the plague. People have no concern for pedestrians or anything else for that matter. These people will kill for a parking spot! So after watching about 20 near fatalities, we decided to take our lives into our own hands and make a run for our cars, which was a huge success. We were off to the mall, which I had not been to since Christmas. Thanks to the fine drivers of Tulsa, and the amazing engineering of south Tulsa streets, a 5 minute drive took us about 30 min. I thought I was back in CA. Anyhow, the mall looked more busy that at Christmas and we had no idea why.

Once inside the mall, we were off. SHOPPINGGGGGG and more Starbucks. This was my dream day! Unfortunately, I am older than I think I am. All the clothes we saw are designed for and cut for someone who clearly has never been pregnant or given birth. They are perfect for a 14 year old girl. Also, I want to tell the idiot of a person yelling at a two year old girl in Charlotte Russe if I would if had a bat with me, I would of taken your knee caps out. Seriously people, don't take little kids shopping if you don't want to stop and touch every shiny shoe, purse or toy. You only make yourself look dumb, not just look dumb, you clearly are stupid yelling at a child in a store at the top of your lungs. Just Sayin'

After a very successful day at the Mall, I am off to pick up the littlest man in my family. He's almost 2, he says as I peek my head into the bedroom at Nanny's. Although I have only been away from him for a few hours I missed him so much. I think all the tiny babies at the mall gave me baby fever, and the trip to Fredrick's of Hollywood did not deter that idea either. Although I will say, Fredrick's has some interesting items right now, I couldn't bring myself to make a purchase. I think the husbands response to an "outfit" would be, "how much did this cost". Au natural seems to work best for him...HA!! The boy and I take off, and he serenades me with his on going medley of tunes, with the intermittent LOOK MOMMA PEACOCK statement.

He's now running around the house, and watching The Little Einstein's all at the same time. He clearly got his multi-tasking skills from me, as I am drinking wine, sitting in a chair and writing this blog. I am talented to say the least. I am off to spend the last precious moments of evening with that little boy, then it's Sons of Anarchy time. Oh Saturday how I love thee!!!!

Until tomorrow.....

Deja Vu.. Day 2

As I sit here writing day two, I seriously have two Jack Russel's fighting/playing at my feet and my child is trying to climb out of his crib. Mike and I spy on him via the monitor and we both think "it's time" to switch him to a big boy bed, yet neither of us feel like dealing with the saga that comes with putting a toddler into a free entrance and exit bed just at this second. I honestly don't know where the time has gone, the past 2 years have virtually flown by in every sense of the word. Last night we were watching the Olympics, dealing with our own event of putting Lucas to bed. After an hour of him still being wide awake in his bed, we caved in and brought him out to watch TV on the couch with us. He was amazed by Shawn White saying, "Momma he flying, circle circle circle" and "weeeeee". Mike and I just looked at what we created in awe when Lucas uttered the words" momma, dada I wanna snow board" and not just once but over and over. Mike and I really have our work cut out for us with this one!

After the late night with the little man, Mike helped out by taking Lucas to school this morning! So not only did I get to get ready in peace, thank you honey!!, I was going to get to the office before 8am in I don't know how long. RAD!! I'm being productive and utilizing my "me" time. I am out the door, coffee in hand and looking super cute if I do say so myself. Oh Mr Sunshine you are a sight for sore eyes. Apparently, I must have sore or bad eyes. When I get into the car and give myself that one last look, you ladies know which look I am talking about, I realize I am not looking that cute and the eye shadows that looked so nice and blended in the house are not so blended in the sunshine. So Mr. Sunshine maybe you are not my friend after all and you really tell me the truth, I need to put away the shimmer shadows after all.

I try my best to fix the hideous eye shadow mess I have going on, and "hit the road" as Lucas tells me to do. I hit the freeway thinking, I'll take the FAST way today. WRONG!! Why is it when you are in a hurry, everything is at a standstill. SO I get off the freeway to be sneaky and take side streets. Apparently everyone in Tulsa had the same idea and they too got off to take side streets. I sit on my lovely side street adventure watching the freeway traffic now whizzing by me. Thanks bright idea you have now gotten my stress level to a 4. I get to work and pour myself a cup of coffee, oh coffee nectar of the gods, and start the email answering. Hop on a conference call and keep answering emails, this is pretty much my day today. Like Ice Cube says, today was a good day.

I leave the office on pursuit of my munchkin, in a perfectly great mood. Until I get to the freeway. Why is it that people in Tulsa simply cannot drive. They don't know how to merge, let you merge or read signs apparently. I've got my windows cracked, jamming out to Pantera and so happy it's sick when this "lady" decides to cut me off. NOW I am going the speed limit, there is no one but her behind me AND there is a car in front of me. She appears to be making a left hand turn, when WHAM she cuts me off. If Lucas would have been in the car, I probably would of had to control myself. However he was not, FAIR GAME, and it's on! My boss would be so proud of the gestures and words I gave this "lady". Nothing in the world can get my upset like stupid drivers. And really lady THERE WAS NO ONE BEHIND ME. I hope she was embarrassed by my honking and gestures. I continue on to get my sweet boy, counting to 10 over and over until I am calm. I get to school and can't seem to see him on the playground, his teacher motions to where he is and says "Lucas has been eating something". I look kinda perplexed and motion for him to come see me. Reluctantly he waddles on over, with what looks like chocolate all over his lower face. However, it's not chocolate, it's mud and he has been eating handfuls. Really what is it with boys and mud, is it just innate in them?

We hop in the car and he instantly start singing the wheels on the bus and a frog song mixed together. This is my best memory for the day, his smiling little cherub face singing to me. Love love love that boy. We get home and decide to take advantage of the 62 degree weather and play outside. I am trimming weeds, when I hear a devilish laugh, my sweet little cherub faced boy is picking up dog poop and throwing it. Again with the two Jack Russel dogs, can I get a break please. I freak out, scoop up Lucas and proceed to wash his hand for 30 minutes. I guess I know what I'll be doing this weekend, ridding the yard of the "waste" so the boy can have a safe place to play. My work is never done (while swooning and throwing my hand over my forehead).

On a YAY for the hubby note, he got me a vanity tonight, thank you Craig's list, that we are going to re-do a bit. It looks like it could be from the 50's-60's era. SO excited!! So I must run off now to give him extra thank yous for making the drive and picking it up. Although, he did just call me bossy when I told him to stop looking over my shoulder and snooping, which he responded with "your putting it on the Internet". Oh well such is life! Cheers to you all and here's to another day of living!

Until tomorrow...

My life has come to this...

My life goes something like this, fly out of bed, get ready as fast as possible, get the baby man ready , zoom off in the mom mobile to drop him off at daycare, "hit the road mom" my 23 month old son says to me and off I go to work. My life is now a series of conference calls, loads of laundry, doctors appointments, business meetings, assignments, cleaning the house, reading stories and eating Scooby Doo Mac and Cheese for lunch at 2pm straight out of the pan. What in God's name has happened to me and the amazingly cool life I used to live?!? Well I will tell you my friends.

Hello my name is Andrea and I am an over achiever! HI ANDREA you all say in return! I am your typical working mom trying to juggle my husband, my career, my son, my friends, my family and myself. All perfectly of course, yeah freaking right. Why are we told as women that we have to do it all perfectly, I have no idea. I have decided to rally all the non perfect moms out there, and any other non perfect people, to join in my daily struggle to balance it all.

My story goes something like this.
I met my husband over six years ago. Two months into the relationship he proposed, four months later we eloped in Las Vegas. That's right math wizards 6 months together and BAM BOOM we were hitched. Two years into our marriage we relocated from Southern California to Tulsa Oklahoma. I know right, what were we thinking. There are days that I still say that. Actually we bought a little house here, got three acres of land and are raising a very down to earth little boy, all the while still trying to raise our selves.

I work for a fortune 500 company and usually really like my job, my husband has a great job as well and we are "living the dream". I will be perfectly honest, the dream kinda sucks sometimes. I feel like we are all going so fast trying to accomplish so many things that we really aren't enjoying our lives anymore. I mean the last vacation I took was 5 years ago!! WHAT IS THAT!?!? I am exhausted most of the time and any extra energy I have goes to my boys. So this will be my outlet ya'll!

I don't have any catching cleaning tips or recipes to share at this point. just the promise of a few good laughs to come. So pour your self a glass of wine or a strong drink and laugh your booty off at the adventures of my life as a crazy momma.

Until tomorrow....