Why I Don't Meal Plan

{Alternative Title} The Events That Led to my Kid Eating Greek Yogurt and Sun-chips for Dinner

Please tell me I am not the only person who always has ridiculous series of events on Mondays. We could call them extra manic Mondays?

Well, this week, I picked up my phone as I was getting ready to leave work, and I had about 65 calls from my dear hubby. I also had one text message. The text read, "What time are you leaving work today?" So I called him. No answer. Repeat about 4 times. He finally calls me back and says, "So what's up?" And I respond with "You called me." He tells me he has to go finish moving those limestone blocks.

Remember these?


Yes, and then he explained to me...never mind, just insert ridiculous family drama here....

So I ask, "Well, what do you want me to do? Pick up the girls? Help move blocks?" He said, "I already have Hadley. I just can't take her with me." Instantly what runs through my head is, "Why did you pick her up if you have something to do?" But what I said was, "Ok, I'll be home soon."

I get to the house, we load up both vehicles, go get a trailer and go back to the scene of the blocks. I stayed there for about an hour, but I helped none because I was chasing Hadley around.

We then discussed dinner. Typically, because Mondays almost always turn into a cluster, and we eat Mexican food. Tonight, with the husband loading limestone, I decided to pick up a rotisserie chicken. Well, the hubs decided that because chicken on the bone grosses me out.

I went to the grocery store and in true Lauren style, I came up with about 20 things I needed.

I left the grocery store and picked Emmalyn up. I then ran to my mom's house to pick up a check, and yes, both my kids did scream and cry the whole way home, thanks for asking.

I get home and Emmalyn is screaming for a bottle and Hadley is stomping around the house throwing toys. No harm, no foul. I fed the screaming kid and let Hadley throw her toys.

As soon as Emmalyn is done, Hadley
Is instantly starving to death. Amazing. I fixed her a small bowl of Greek yogurt to pacify her and set to work fixing dinner.




And the the bottom fell out. I turned on the water to wash carrots. No water. Seriously, it was like 2 little dribbles.

I walk on to the back porch and say, "Husband!! We have no water pressure," an he answers, "Well, I noticed that the sprinkles weren't working." Again, seriously??

So what do we do? I mean I'm an adult my all definitions of the word. I'm 20-something, married, and have 2 kids. What should I do? I call my dad, of course.

In the mean time, Hadley is still acting like she's about to starve. I give her a handful of sun-chips.

My dad and husband determine that after power outage in the afternoon, the tank on our pump needs to refill. Thank God.

Hadley sees her grandpa and freaks. She screams and cries until he takes her home.

So that is the Monday madness that resulted in my kid eating sun-chips and Greek yogurt for dinner.



I. Am. Exhausted.

Why I've Been an Absentee Blogger

Well, lets start with the obvious, shall we? I've got two amazing daughters. They are fun, beautiful, energetic, happy kids. They are exhausting. And always going.

And usually one of them is commanding attention if I'm trying to do something else. I'm not even talking about sitting down to try and blog. I'm talking about eating, drinking, showering, or laundry. I jump on all chances to eat a meal, while it's hot, with two hands.

I am trying to maintain a household . And I'm a little bit of a control freak. I keep schedules/lists of what needs to be done when. I don't like getting away from my schedule, but it happens. It really has even a hot mess lately because we're in the middle of some renovations.

That leads me to reason number three that I've been an absentee blogger. At 35 weeks pregnant, I decided it would be an amazing idea to rip up all the carpets in our house. Since that started, our house has been constantly in some sort of disarray. Most recently, we replaced the carpet in our living room. The project isn't quite finished so our couch is in the middle of the room and EVERYTHING else is is stuffed in the dining room and room. The flooring for our bedroom is in the kitchen.

I also am in the middle of a purge cycle. What is a purge cycle? We currently have entirely too much stuff. I'm becoming an eBay diva and just hailed 100 items of baby girl clothing to a consignment sale.

I work.

My goal is always to be a better blogger. I love to write. It provides an amazing outlet for me. I want to write about things people want to read about. I am constantly reading and researching what I think people want to read.

Tell me what you want to read! I'm a very open, honest person. I don't really keep secrets, so just ask!

What I Love About Sunday

 

Today, I am loving my dear sweet husband, and the fact that he felt the need to buy an insane amount of limestone blocks. 

Let me just say that he purchased more of these blocks than pictured.  He purchased enough that we have to make multiple trips....with a trailer....

We made our first trip today. 

Yes, my husband did load a ridiculous amount of limestone blocks..... in the pouring rain. 

It's just one of the things I love about Sundays.  What are you loving?

Life as an SLP...

This cracks me up.  It's from the website http://whatshouldwecallslp.tumblr.com

I've selected a few of my faves: 

A Night Without Sleep

I'm exhausted. Emmalyn whined two nights ago and wanted her pacifier all night. Usually, she sucks on it until she gets good and asleep and then it pops out. She has a lot of trouble keeping it in her mouth because of her cleft.

So two nights ago, she was up all night and last night she was a puker (I know that seems to be a recurring topic).

I was getting ready for bed and the hubs was getting her ready for bed. The husband started shouting for me. The hubs has a habit of commanding my attention for ridiculous things, such as TV commercials, the dog laying on the couch, etc. when he started yelling for me, I didn't get in to big of a hurry, but he had an urgency in his voice. He yelled, "Lauren, now!" So I ran. He met me in the living room with a purple faced Emmalyn who was gasping for breath.


He had her up on his shoulder and was patting her back. Her color returned to normal and so did her breathing, but all three of us were kind of panicky.

The hubs said he was getting her dressed when all the sudden she quit making noise and turned purple. He said he could see the panic in her eyes.

By the time I got to them, she had started making noise and I knew she was ok. It's still scary. My baby girl choked. She couldn't breath. What if DH wasn't there? Would she have cleared it on her own? Who knows?

Last night, I checked her pretty much every time I moved, which is a lot. She's usually a nosy sleeper so if I couldn't hear her, I pretty much had an instant panic attack.

I know she's fine, but I'm afraid I'm going to be living on fear of the what-if from here on out.

Purging

Morning ladies!!

I wanted to throw this out there. I cloth diapered Hadley until she started solids. I planned on doing the same with Emmalyn. I'm just being realistic when I say that that's not happening.

If you have any interest in buying cloth diapers in great condition, please let me know. Most are bumgenius 4.0s, but I also have some rumparooz lil Joey NB AIOs, a few prefolds/covers, and 2 grovia AIOs (pink).

If you are interested, please email me at thislifetheblog(at)gmail.com.

Now back to your regularly scheduled blog randomness.

A LIttle History Lesson

Weight is something I have struggled with my whole life. Fluctuations in my weight can also be directly related to major life changes.

Start high school? Gain 50 lbs. Lose 65 lbs. Start working out a ton to manage stress? Get ridiculously skinny. Gym closes? Gain 15 lbs. Move in with your boyfriend? Here's another 30 lbs. Grad school? 15 lbs. Wedding planning? Another 15 lbs, easy.

Finally get a real job, money, and some stability? That's 20 lbs gone. Get pregnant? Have a baby? Come out back where you started 20 lbs heavier. Get pregnant again? Manage to only gain 16 lbs this pregnancy? Have baby? Ooh!! Back down 20 lbs and then 25 and then 30...

Start eating right with the hubby? Lose 10 lbs. Have strong desire to lose weight faster? Add exercise.

And that's where it starts to kind of fall apart. Ugh. I hate exercise. My preferred exercise is swimming. That has some logistical issues though. First, the weather had to be appropriate. Secondly, I have to have time without kids. I mean, if I go for a walk then I can just throw the kids in a stroller. The other problem with swimming is that I get mentally bored and distracted. Its ridiculous.

I like walking and spin classes, but I am not going to join a gym/walk on a treadmill. The weather has to be right and the kids have to be pleasant...

After the kids are home, it's hard to work out. I mean, I miss my kids when they aren't around. So when I get them home, I want to spend time with them.

That's what led me to this morning. 6:30 A.M. Jillian Michaels.

1/30 days of the 30 day shred. Done.