I must apologize!

I'm so sorry I've been so super lazy about blogging lately.I totally SUCK!
Please forgive me!!! Pretty please!!!

Okay, enough begging.

I've had a very hectic few days.
-A Mets game (Thanks Cindy and Mireya for the tickets and for taking me with you!!! You ROCK!)
-Drinking- I love you Tequila!!! And I hate you...just a little bit.
- And my bestfriend's kid's (J's) birthday party.

Yeah. A lot, right?!
Last night we went to J's b-day party. It WAS AWESOME!!!
My kids went nuts! But they were afraid of all the bouncing equipment and slides and such. So they just ran back and forth like mad.
My friends got to see how hyperactive my kids are. They all kept saying "Wow! Vivi is FAST!!!!"
Yeah! That's why I'm tried all the time!!!
The night prior to the party, I was up all night. Very manic. My thoughts were racing, I couldn't sleep, and my heart felt like it was going to explode!
I thought I was having a fucking heart attack.
*for those of you that don't know my health history-
I have very severe thyroid problems that, the doctors have told me, CAN cause a heart attack, even at this young an age.
I took an aspirin and within thirty minutes felt my heart finally slow down and I was able to sleep. This was of course at 5 a.m!
Dave almost didn't let me go to the birthday party, afraid I'd die at a fucking kids party!
Sorry, I find this hilarious. Just the thought of dying at a kids party, surrounded by kids just running circles around me.
I have a very sick twisted sense of humor. I apologize in advance.

The Mets game was actually kind of fun. Except for the freakin' hicks and jocks I was surrounding by, they pointed and laughed at me because of my hair.
Like, really?! How fucking stupid are you?!
These are also the same people that think the clitoris is make believe.

Anywhoo- You would think my kids would have passed out cold after the birthday party, but nooooooooo not my kids. They were up for hours afterwards.
Oh lucky me.
I was ready to curl up and die, but my kids were still jumping and running around.

I'm gonna try  to write more blogs more often, because it's not like I ever run out of things to blog about. EVER!!!
In fact there's, always way too much to blog about, that I have a hard time writing about just one thing that happened.

Kisses Bitches!!!
Rock out with your cock out!

More things about marriage people never told me

Today I felt like shitty shit fuck.
I didn't sleep at all last night, due to chest pains.
Fun times.

This morning my mom and Kayla were watching my kids and I went to lay down.
Dave decided to join me.
Oh boy!
I guess his coffee kicked in at that exact moment, because he wouldn't shut up.
He LOVES smack talking...and I was getting annoyed.
He kept trying to stick his finger in my mouth, which I found disgusting, so of course he wanted to do that even more!
I screamed at him "LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP TOUCHING ME!!!! STAY ON YOUR SIDE OF THE BED!!! SHUT UP!! NO TOUCHIE!!!"

He then replied,"Yeah, those were your wedding vows". I agreed!
He told me "Hey, you married this!!! (pointing to himself)
I answered "Begrudgingly!!!".
He said "Our imaginary wedding invitations should have said- You are cordially invited to witness David drag Miss Beana down the aisle by her hair. Wear sneakers in case the bride tries to make a run for it!"
after I laughed and agreed-

I told him to shut up. Leave me alone! Don't touch me! And stay on his side of the bed!!!


These are just some of the things people never told me about marriage.


Kisses Bitches!

Quickie

A quickie- no, not sex sadly. Ha ha.
Just a quick update:
My dad is on a long list of people getting laid off this year. When? We have no clue! But It's gonna happen. I'm urging him to take early retirement- but he's very stubborn.
Oh and he broke his friend's nose, in a fight, with his head! Totally broke it! And now his friend needs surgery!  Now we have to pay his medical bills. Oh BOY!
His boss is sending him for anger management, hilarious but a bit too late in my opinion.
So things have been mighty stressful here in "Camp crazy nut house" ( meaning my home). My kids have been on vacation this week, and I've never missed school more! I've been having mini nervous breakdowns during the week. Plus both my kids have been abusing me AND loving me. Is this what they mean by tough love????
"I love you! I hate you! No, I love you!" Make up your minds!!!!
I'm thinking of cutting my hair short again, just to spite my son. So that he can't rip out chunks of my hair anymore!!! "Owwwwie" My scalp is on fire!
I'm so slept deprived, Dave said I was crabby (so was he obviously- from lack of sleep), while I had a wet pee pee diaper in my hand. BAD IDEA! I was about to throw it away, but I had a WAY better idea- instead I threw it (the CLOSED pee pee diaper) at his face! We both laughed!!! And then tried to hit each other with the dirty diaper!

Yeah, that's lack of sleep for you. These are the ways we take out our aggression on each other.

Kisses Bitches!!!

Yet Another day spent dazed and confused

Let's play catch-up:
Both my kids have several new doctors and new doctor appointments- with specialist that specifically only deal with kids with special needs.
We went for our first visit Thursday- and it was the very best doctors visit we've ever had!!! They were so kind and understanding- they didn't rush us along, for the next patient. We spent THREE HOURS there! Plus they got us transportation to and fro.
AWESOME!
The doctor said that Violet's cyst on her neck might be from her thyroid and it will probably need to be biopsied. But first they will need a sonogram done.
I am not looking forward to this. I'm trying not to think about all the possible outcomes. I don't want to worry myself sick. I'm sick enough already.
My son did get his very first vaccination shot ever that day.
Not several at once, like all the doctors previously had wanted.
One shot- single dose. After that we will be coming back every week, or every other week for the next shot until we are caught up.
Levi did have a bad reaction, I knew it would happen, sadly. He had fever until Monday and has been even crankier than ever before!
I didn't even think it was possible!!!
He's grabbed so many chunks of my hair, I lost count.
And no, wearing a hat or scarf, doesn't make a difference.
My scalp is so sore from all the pulling!
Plus he's been banging his head like there's no tomorrow!
I worry for my son and his precious big ol' head.
I'm FRIED!

My thyroid is really fucking low! My bones hurt so badly. I feel like my body is falling apart.
I spoke to my doctor and he said if I still feel this way by Tuesday, he'll up my thyroid medication, eventhough it's ridiculously high as it is.
I swear I'm some kind of mutant! But without all the cool superhero powers!

Saturday- during the the day, in front of my apartment- a group of stupid teenage boys stopped to purposely point and laugh at me. Because I looked different (faux 80s pink mohawk).
I was shocked!!

Seriously! How ignorant are the people in my neighborhood? They are racist and homophobic! It's a nightmare! I can't stand them! We have nothing in common. I'm basically in hicksville.
In manhattan, no one gives a shit about anyone but themselves. I never thought I'd think of that as a plus!
But now I miss the city- MY CITY- more than ever before!
I fear for my kids growing up in this stuck up, stupid, ignorant neighborhood.
I was really caught off guard by those idiot boys. I used to get bullied all the time in school, but I was a kid- I mean, young kids are dumb, that's a given. But in adulthood?
It's digusting.
And I know, these dumbass boys will never leave Brooklyn, or even their neighborhood, when they get older. Because I know they'll never really "grow up".
It's pathetic, and strangely satisifying, to know this fact.

Saturday night I went out to dinner with some friends, and had a good time.
I couldn't eat and drink- as much as I would've liked to.
I didn't want to change the good mojo of the dinner, by telling them how physically ill I felt from my thyroid. And that my entire body was throbbing in pain, including my stomach.
I didn't care that I felt so horrible, because the time I got to spend with my friends, was priceless.

Sunday- I took my kids to Toy R' Us.
I took my mom and sister with me too.
It's nice to get my mom out of the house, and get some fresh air.
She has always loved toy shopping since I was a wee little one.
Violet wanted to take the entire store home, and Levi couldn't care less.
In fact he screamed most of the time- wanting to leave the toy store and go home.
Levi was still cranky from the shot he got on Thursday.
Later that night- he ripped out my hair, tore off my glasses which got caught on my nose piercing and almost ripped it out of my nose.
My nose was bleeding, my scalp hurt and I was a MESS! A hot mess!

Monday I went to the city for the ultrasound of my thyroid.
It was done three times! Because all the doctors couldn't believe what they saw.
I was freaked.
Apparently my thyroid is RIDICULOUSLY small. Abnormally small.
Which explains why I feel so sick and tired all the time.
The can't figure out WHY it's so small though.
I might have an auto immune disease that makes my immune system attack my thyroid for years until it becomes too small and very underactive.
Oh fucking joy!
But that's only one possibility.
I haven't heard from my doctor yet, as to what the other possibilities are and what are my options to treat it.
On another note-
My mom was told yesterday that April 29th, at the end of THIS MONTH, will be her very last day of work with the company.
So much is going on right now with my family. I can't wait for things to look up!

On yet another note-
I will be talking about in my upcoming blogs- how ridiculous the things we find appealing in our society actually are.
I'm bringing back an old movement of mine- that I believe deserves a come back- and another look at.
My Anti-Cool Revolution.
Totally worth it. And very ridiculously uncool of me :)

Kisses Bitches,
That's all for now!
Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings!

P.S. Today Violet has her first ever dentist appointment, I hope I don't lose any fingers!!!

What Nightmares are made of..

SHIT!
And..my day- today.
Today sucked hairy-balls-monkey-ass feet!!!

The day started with me feeling like shit- no- more like I was shit on and ATE shit.
That's more what it felt like.
I've been feeling physically okay for two weeks, not mentally at all- but physically.
Today- all the good- went flying out the window-
I've been really really tired for three days- and coffee ain't cuttin' it.
Like ZOMBIE kinda tired- I might start eating brains at this point!
And I've been getting sleep! That's the killer! I've been getting sleep- but I'm even more exhausted.
Then today I was feeling like I was gonna pass the fuck out flat on my face.
So I took another thyroid pill, hoping it would magically up my incredibly low thyroid.
NAH- it didn't.
Anyways to make a long story short-
this is what happened TODAY:
-Had nightmares all night long about vomiting- and my Violet vomiting- very weird.
-I was nauseous ALL DAY LONG.
-I broke a glass in the kitchen, shattered everywhere- cleaned it up half asleep.
-took Levi to school
-came back- he started tantrumming- why? I have no clue- he wasn't hungry, or wet.
-He bashed his chin into the crib, was okay- then when we put him down to run around- he walked fast straight into my parents doorway!
FACE FIRST!
He hit it so hard he FLEW backwards!!!
He had a big bump on his head- still screaming Dave and I put ice and pressure to the bump/bruise- so it wouldn't get any bigger. I was freaking out and trying not to show it- I felt like throwing up!
- Levi's bump went down, as much as possible- it's still bruised
Violet then pushed him down- making him bang his head AGAIN.
Violet was going to get a time out when Dave had to change her diaper- and the POOP diaper fell on the living room carpet!!
That was the last straw! I screamed a fucking HORROR MOVIE SCREAM- so loud!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Get the shit off my carpet!!!
I can laugh about this now- but then I was FREAKED. No one was cleaning it up fast enough.
I couldn't take much more!

Could I even possibly write this if it weren't true???
No one can make this shit up!

That is my life.

Now Levi and Violet are at peace sleeping for the time being- until the day starts again at midnight to them waking up every hour.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

I love my babies- I really do.

Kisses Bitches!!!

What a waste of time!

What a waste of time- not about reading my blog, of course. I mean, about going to the doctor today.
Yet again, another doctor, he sees me- being a woman, and young-
and thinks I'm crazy.
He then tells me I have a fainting disorder!
Can you believe this!!! I don't even FAINT!
This doctor was affiliated with Lenox Hill hospital in Manhattan!
Normally, I'd just give up at this point. But I'm not gonna!!!
I'm seeing yet another doctor, hopefully tomorrow, depending on how bad the weather gets.
A brand new Primary Care doctor..and it's a SHE!!! Wooohoooo!
Dave came with me today, and saw me plead my case- I told him everything that was happening, that my grandfather died very young from heart failure.
Nothing. nada- made any difference.
He didn't even comment on how low my blood pressure was ...100/70 (this is actually high for me).
I'm trying hard to find a female cardiologist as well as an endocrinologist (for my thyroid disease).
Fun times...fun times.
Plus the office was a shit hole!!! In a neighborhood that I knew nothing about.
The ONLY good thing that came out of this visit..was the bakery that was nearby.
Ahhh.....now that's real love!
If you know me- you know I LOVE sugar. Especially when my thyroid is high, it makes me crave sugar- like CRACK!
And this bakery smelled like heaven. It also had my favorite cake of all time.
A cake I haven't had in years!
Mocha cake....yummmmmmmmm.
When it's made correctly- it is a slice of perfection.
I saw this cake- and it was cheap- only $10!!!
Did I die?? Was this heaven??
But why , in heaven, would I still have to pay???
I guess I wasn't dead yet.
When Dave and I got home, I didn't want any dinner- I just wanted some of that delicious goodness in mah belly!!! Right away.
Yummmmmm...totally worth it.

The saga continues.

Kisses Bitches.

BTW- my mom started crying, because she's upset that all the doctors I've seen, aren't helping me, at the exact time, I was eating a slice of perfection (mocha cake).
I said to her "Mom. Please don't cry. If you cry while I'm eating cake, I'll seem insensitive".
And she started laughing hysterically.
That's the way I deal with things- laughing about it. I finds it helps a lot.

P.S. When Dave knocked over boxes at a pharmacy, he looked at the staff and yelled: "You got GHOSTS!"

The Burning Bush

Sorry it's been a few days-
Since my last blog post-

Levi is now bald. I was cutting his hair with a pair of haircutting scissors...then decided to use the buzzer, because cutting my son's hair- AIN'T easy!
So...now he's bald.

Violet is sick with a fever of 102- and above.

Things are a wee bit hectic.
So hectic in fact...
that my sister's va-jay-jay was set on fire.
Let me explain.
Funny story actually.

She was on the toilet, when she lit a match...not smoking (she's a straight edger for now).
And dropped it in the toilet- while she was STILL on it!
She dropped it and heard a sizzle,..and made a spark (snap crackle and pop)!
She realized her bushido was on fire!

When she relayed the story to dave and I- we were dying and crying laughing so hard!
And then we came up with a thousand and one- comebacks...
These are gross BTW...but FUNNY!

1- Did you blow it out and make a wish??? (I wish for a scholarship to Art College! *pouf!*)
2- After the burning bush spoke to you...did you free the slaves in Egypt??
3- Hey, who wants Tempura?!
4- Did God then show you the Ten Commandments? ( my mom said this!!!)
5- Hey, smells like a Dominican hair salon in here! (BTW I LOVE ME some Dominican hair salons!!!)
6- Due to fire damage...the bakery is closed!
7- "It's like God said...Shave your CAT!" (my sister said this! That's how fucking cool she is, bitches!)

There were so many that followed... but that was last night...and we totally forgot them all.
After the blurry night that followed- both my kids didn't want to sleep! At all!!!! We are lucky we remember our names!

BTW- she gave me permission to share this story- because SHE IS THAT FUCKING AWESOME...and you're not! Unless you prove yourself to me!

Kisses Bitches!!!

P.S.- She's okay. My sister's lil fire crotch!

If you have any other good/hilarious comments to follow...please feel free to list them!

Happy New Years!!!

Hey everyone- sorry I fell off the planet for a week,
Turns out my whole family and I had strep throat.
Violet is still fighting it, as is Levi.
But Violet did eat for the first time in about 5 or 6 days!
Yeah- my daughter is EXTREME!

It was a very calm and quiet New Years Eve.
The kids fell asleep early and Kayla and I were having a hard time keeping ourselves awake!
We'd been so ill this whole week, that sleep is worth it's weight in gold right now to us.
Dave had to go to the bathroom, close to the time of the New Years Ball dropping in Times Square (on t.v.)

He got out- JUST in time!!
With only 1 SECOND to spare!!!
Yeah- That's marriage for you-

He rushed out of the bathroom, because he told me- if he spent new years eve in the bathroom, I'd never ever let him live it down!

Hahahahahaha!!!
He's so right!

When he got out of the bathroom, I told him he was too late! Just to fuck with him!!!

And that's marriage in a nutshell, truly.

Kisses Bitches...oh yea And have a Fuck AWESOME New Year!!!

My Brain is mush and God is listening

The "Mommy brain" excuse is probably past it's expiration date, I'm guessing.

But I totally have it right now. I'll check my email- then log out- then remember something and log back in- and then wonder why the hell I did that?

This is my lucky week- I think God is really listening to me- or has been all along- but came through for me now.

I got Levi's SSI yesterday and I'm so thankful- I had no idea how I was going to buy diapers and food for the rest of the month since food stamps short-changed us.

The minute I got the check I ran to the bank the quickest I've probably ever run in my life. The whole time Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box blasted in my ears through my headphones. IT was such a rush! And as you can tell just by looking at me- I run all the time- uhhh- YEA RIGHT! I don't run- I walk. So when I run I mean business;)

We have to go for yet another hearing for food stamps- to get the amount we were promised.

Thank you God thank you so much!!!

Tomorrow is my daughter's graduation ( from her special school for ages up to 3 years old).

They have a ceremony and the kids have been practicing everyday. I'm really really excited!!!

She's going to be wearing an Easter dress I bought her on sale - duh! around Easter- but we never did anything for Easter, so it wasn't worn even once.

She's going to look like a cupcake! Seriously! And I'm gonna love every freaking minute of it!

Though I have to say I'm sad to say goodbye to a couple of her instructors there that have really been good to us. One calls herself "Violet's biggest fan". She's a such sweetheart! And Violet loves her. I'm going to take lots of photos and videos of my princess- I'm so proud of her!!!! And she's been so affectionate to me lately- it makes me so happy!

On Thursday we have to go to court- this time for the trial.

But instead of feeling anxious- I feel lucky right now.

Kayla, while outside with me spotted two rainbows!!! I really feel like God is listening now more than ever.

In the end- my brain is mush- but God is listening- so it evens out.

Though negative things are still happening left and right- I try to fight the negative thoughts that invade my brain every second of the day. It's difficult- but totally worth it in the end if this week work's out like I hope and pray it will.

I'm still fighting depression-because I'm still bipolar and all- but at least now I have things to look forward to- and I feel like things are getting better- not worse.

Thanks everyone for all of your support!!!

As Always Kisses Bitches!!!

P.S. -Violet was watching her favorite show Mickey Mouse Clubhouse ( the new ones not the old) and was yelling "Go!Go! Go!Go!" out of nowhere to Goofy to run in the race in the episode- and punching an imaginary punching bag the entire time- it was one of the cutest, funniest things I've ever seen- I tried to video tape it but she stopped the minute she saw she was being recorded! She's so FUNNY!!!

*photo found on the net of who else other than N.P.H. dude! With a double freaking rainbow in the background! See, rainbows are magical!

"Don't put your finger in your brother's asshole!"

I never thought I would have to utter these words- but leave it to my children...to make me say things I never believed I would.

This is a very short story-

I was changing my son's diaper, after he had made a poop. I was wiping his butt, when all of a sudden my daughter comes over to watch- she was intrigued. She's never done this before. And instead of wondering about his pee-pee, she looked at his butthole- and then proceeded to put her finger out- and I noticed it was aimed for his asshole!

To which I immediately shouted "Don't put your finger in your brother's asshole!!!!" And then laughed my ass off!!! She easily got distracted and went to play with something else.

So funny!!!

And before you go screaming at me for not censoring myself around my daughter- all I have to say is this...my parents never ever censored themselves, and always cursed- always.

My sister and I did not curse until my parents said we were "old enough" ( which for me was around fifth grade;) Yeah- I tested boundaries!!!Constantly!

Kids are going to hear curse words everywhere- especially in New York- isn't it better to just teach them- THEY aren't allowed to use these words- than to pretend they don't exist?!

Anyways- that's my short story for the day.

Kisses Bitches!!!!

Mommy Likey.

It's been a long long day.
Dave was ill today and couldn't function, so he stayed in bed. He woke me up in the morning to tend to the children. I had to wake Kayla up very slowly, because I didn't want her to pass out again.
It was a bit of chaos in the morning, my mom helped a bit before she went for jury duty.
I'm still very ill. And my focus goes in and out. I'm now having similar problems to my sister (she was diagnosed with P.O.T.S.- no, not weed- look it up on WEB MD)
It turns out it can happen to people with thyroid problems, which I have.
I've been pushing through it all day long.
But there were some moments throughout the day that made it all totally worth it.
First- Violet was in a much better mood today and was hugging me and letting me kiss and hold her.
Second- Levi called me "MAMA!" and lit up when I came in the room and crawled towards me. Also, when putting him to sleep tonight, he rolled around his crib, and when he was having difficulty falling asleep, he said "mama" to me to pick him up and rock him to sleep.
It totally made my day. That both my kids showed me love today. And to Levi, I'm his everything. YEAH, the feeling is so indescribable.
It makes the whole day, and just about everything, worthwhile.
I notice I talk to myself now. Especially since no one seems to listen to me when I'm talking. I like to amuse myself.
I was really tired from running around juggling the kids, and cooking, trying to get Dave to eat and drink so he would feel better. I couldn't believe I had to force feed him. Why is it that men do the exact opposite of what they need to feel better. I actually had to be forceful. And of course after listening to me, he is now feeling a bit better. Man, we go through this every time, several times a year, every year! It's exhausting. But kind of funny at the same time.
I saw a bottle of Diet Coke in the fridge and said "Thank you lord Jesus Christ"- which is hilarious if you know me- I was raised Jewish.
Then while pouring a glass I mumbled to myself " Oh yeah.... Mommy LIKEY."
And then burst into laughter.
YES, I amuse myself, all the time. And now, talk to myself. I never said I wasn't crazy. In fact, this proves I am. And I'm okay with that.


Kisses to all the hot mamas out there!!!
Remember... Mommy likey!

Short Gross story

Beware this may be considered gross for some of you.
Not the mommies out there, that's for sure.
My son has bad acid reflux, he's had it since he was born. He's taken Zantac twice a day ( before lunch and dinner) for awhile now. The doctor wanted to see if we could start taking him off the medication.
I did what he said and this is what happened.
My son tried Country Vegetable soup (baby food puree)for the first time, with no Zantac before hand. He was complaining and his teeth had been hurting him all day (teething of course), so we gave him some baby Motrin.
He was still complaining. I took him inside the bedroom and put him in his crib. He started gagging, and I picked him up, because I'd rather he puke on me than on his bed. So yeah, that's when the puking started. All over my shirt, my bra, under the shirt ( he threw up into my cleavage), than into Dave hands, then again on my shoulder and then when we thought he was done- he puked again- on the side of my FACE!
Now this Dave and I found incredibly funny and started hysterically laughing.
Then I had to give Levi and I a bath, for the second time today.
Now I don't find this gross because Levi's a baby, it was just a jar of baby food- not adult food. So it didn't smell or anything like adult puke.
This event is so typical Levi.
Anyways, that's my story. My advice- Never EVER trust a baby!!!

Short true story...

Last night while Dave and I were in the bedroom trying to put the kids to sleep, Dave was lying on his side on the bed. He rolled over to his back- and farted. Then rolled back to his side. He realized there had been a paper plate underneath his ass when he farted. Then took the plate and while handing it to me said "I served this for you".
We both cracked up laughing.
This is marriage. Point blank.

The Adventures of Beana...

Today was a good but hectic day- and it's not even over yet!
It started- well actually yesterday never ended because sleep was non-existent last night. Both Levi and Violet didn't sleep a wink.
This morning Violet had a baby interview at YAI Gramercy school. I was very nervous- but she did amazingly!!! She was in such a great mood- waved and high-fived all the teachers and workers there- if she would've winked at them, I would've died! ha ha.
She played and interacted with the other kids. She got to check out their mini-gym and get thrown down a big slide several times. She must have thought this was the BEST PLACE EVER! She was great even when we had to leave- no tantrums!!! HOORAY!
When she got home she had ABA therapy. And after that, we headed to her occupational therapist at the sensory gym about 10 blocks away. On the way there all these kids started spontaneously throwing snow balls, that was thrown very close to Violet, Shannon and I.
Out of nowhere- I LOSE IT (hello!BIPOLAR!) I scream at the top of my lungs- I mean so loud a few blocks away heard me clearly- "HEY! DON'T YOU SEE A BABY!!!!!"
All the kids stop dead. One looks at me and says " You talkin' to me?!!!" At which point, I don't lose a beat and respond, waving my arms- being all ghetto and shit "YEAH, I'M TALKIN' TO YOU!!!!" . Shocked and a little afraid, he walked away. Later the teacher, who was behind them the whole time, scolded them.
The whole time Violet is laughing and jumping up and down in her stroller!
I think she was saying in her own way- HECK YEAH!!! My mom fucking CRAZY!!! Woohoo!
I laugh all the way to the gym. The minute we get to the gym ( 10 minutes early) she practically jumps out of her stroller and runs back and forth in the waiting area, till her therapist arrives. She then disappears down the stairs with her therapist to the gym.
While I'm waiting in the waiting room, patiently, a kid is sitting 5 inches away from me- blowing raspberries at me- for about 25 minutes! I found it funny, not rude because the kid had some sort of disability. His mom was talking to another boy's mom- and THIS was their conversation.
One boy was grabbing his mom's purse. She says to him " You like purses, huh? Are you gonna wear purses when you grow up?". To which the boy replies "uh-huh!"
She then says " Are you gonna wear a man-purse like daddy?. Actually I just give daddy my purse to hold at times while we're shopping because it's SOOOOO heavy. I mean not ALL the time but still it's too heavy for me. I don't even KNOW what I put in there!".
Yes this is a typical conversation of upper-class, upper west side moms, chatting away while their son blow raspberries at a stranger for half an hour.
Violet ended up being fantastic and energetic during her session, making her therapist extremely happy.
Right outside the gym- I realize I put my daughter's snow suit and coat on but not her shoes! Yup that's a mom for you- at times- clueless.
On the way home I stopped at Walgreen's for some things and Violet fell asleep.
She's now asleep- still in her stroller- not knowing in 10 minutes I have to wake her up for some more therapy- her speech therapy. The one she hates the most.
I still have yet to defrost meat, cook dinner, or clean or give my kids baths, the list goes on and on.
The day isn't even OVER YET!

All I hope is that she gets into Gramercy- the greatest school on the face of the earth- and eventually get some sleep. Eventually. Maybe.

Kisses bitches!!!!

More loving things we say...

Jokingly, Dave said to me the other day, "You don't even like me!"
In response I said to him " I don't like you. I love you!"
And then said "And hunny please, We're married, of course I don't like you." ;)

Funny story of the day.

Violet was having speech therapy today in her booster seat- so she'd pay attention for more than two minutes. It was towards the end of the session, Levi had just woken up from a nap and I had him in my arms. He was sucking on his pacifier. Violet wanted it and started to cry. I don't let her have pacifiers during school or her sessions ( most of the time). The therapist starts to explain why pacifiers are so bad for children and how it doesn't help them develop the muscles in the mouth that help them speak. At that exact moment Levi heard this- he SPIT OUT his pacifier- and stared at her, shocked! He didn't want it back. At least for the time being.
I CRACKED UP!!! It was so funny- and just like Levi to understand completely.
Just thought I'd share that story.

Enjoy a laugh- or a few!

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My son turns over for the first time- with a little help

I call my son Levi "Shmoo". Don't ask why. When my daughter was born, her nickname was "Potato" and "Monkey toes" because she was so small and round like a potato and had long toes like a monkey. You should know these names are not meant to be insulting in any way- we use them very affectionately. Whenever my son is just chilling, looking around, I say to my hubby, "He's shmooing. No fooling". I would love if I had more videos and photos of my daughter, but as I said in my earlier blogs, she's autistic and VERY hyperactive. So to get her standing still for even a minute is A LOT OF WORK. Most photos just come out a blur because of course she's running. She ALWAYS runs. Runs everywhere. All the time. But hopefully there will be more video and photos of her to come. The other day Levi was shmooing, no fooling and tried to turn over. He even used leverage by holding the side of the floor cushion he was on to turn himself over. I admit I helped him a tiny bit- but he did it!
Hooray. That's one big milestone down at almost 5 months old.
I'm proud of him- he worked very hard.
I'm trying to upload video of it- since my sister recorded the event but I'm having trouble with the site. So sorry this blog is without video but hopefully there will be many videos uploading to my blog in the near future.
Till then enjoy reading:)

Spare time...

Dave and I rarely have any spare time. But just to give you an idea of what kind of people we are- Dave, with the few spare minutes he had, carved a penis out of a big carrot, just for the hell of it.
Here's a photo.
It's funny.

Today's heart attack...

I have daily heart attacks- mostly due to my daughter- who has no consideration for her own well being and puts her life in danger several times daily.
This time is was my hubby.
We all went to the doc today. Violet, Levi, David and I are sick.
ARGH!!!! Anyone living with a big family will tell you- if one gets sick THEY ALL get sick.
PLUS- my husband's blood pressure is through the roof- and was told by the doc- he needs to make a will and a proxy RIGHT AWAY!
So I'm crying in the office holding Violet- who had just been sobbing a minute ago because the doctor was lightly touching her. Did I mention she's a drama queen????
The doc told me " You're a mom- you don't have time to cry". The doctor is a mom too-so she knows- we moms have NO time to be weak, vulnerable, tired or sick.
My husband and I are constantly tired because my two and a half year old daughter NEVER EVER sleeps. We are trying to help her in every way possible- to help her get on a sleep schedule- this not only affects her during the daytime and her functioning abilities- but ours as well. Energy drinks, coffee- any caffeine available.
It's bad. Thank goodness in this case that I have low blood pressure ALL the time- so the caffeine doesn't affect me the way it does my hubby.
I told him- he can't go anywhere- he's not allowed to die. He said "Okay, I won't." with a smile.
God help us!
kisses to you all!
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