Thursday, November 26, 2015

Sweet Moment...Turned Sour

I have been a stay at home mom (SAHM) for almost a year now. This has allowed, what I assumed, a great bond to form between my daughter and I. Little background story before I jump into this sweet moment that turned sour very quickly. My husband and I have hopes to sell our current house and move to a bigger house in a better location. Unfortunately that is not in the cards for us at this exact moment. We have joked around about me going back to work. Me working full time just isn't worth the expenses that come along with it. I will be looking into "part time" jobs that I can work when my husband is home at night.

Well on this fine Thanksgiving day, Tava and I were sitting in bed while I was telling her that I was thankful for her. I sincerely asked her "Do you want mommy to go back to work or stay home with you?" She immediately said she wanted me to stay home with her. With how amazing that felt I wanted her to tell her daddy this so he can see how sweet she is and how much of an impact me staying home is having on our bond.

Well Fart McNugget hears this from our THEN sweet angel, he responds with "Well if mommy goes to work she can buy you more TOYS!" I should have throat punched him right there. (Since it is Thursday it is ok to throat punch people, we call it Throat Punch Thursday). That is when the sour turd showed up and she looks at me and says "You can go work Mommy". The bond? What about our bond you turd fart? I, as the loving and selfish mommy that I am, tried and salvage the situation with a follow up question. "Tava do you want mommy to buy you more toys OR have mommy stay home with you"? You know because they ALWAYS chose the last thing you say right? WRONG! I should've known this was a dead end and just adding more to the "thought" in her head. "I want you to work Mommy....you can go now!" That little *(&$(*^%! See if you get Minnie Mouse pancakes in the morning again! You know that person that plays Rapunzel over and over and over and over again? Sorry she can't play she has to go WORK!

Needless to say we will all forget about this silly little conversation and our days will go on like before. I know there are some moms that need to work in order to provide for their families or staying home just isn't for them. We all have these little silly moments with our children that we love sharing and at a split moment you wanna flick them in the ear for things they say. I do admit that life has never been better, even when my little sour turd shows up from time to time!

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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Then there was a mom....

Where does one start when they decide to write a blog about how amazing, loving, funny, cute, and f-ing crazy motherhood is all at the same time? I am a stay at home mom (SAHM) of 4 amazing children. I have Ashton who just turned 11. He raging with these lovely hormones that makes him notice boobs on every creature around him. When he was born, he was my baby smelling angel. NOW? He is my stinky, fights showers, and armpit having boy. I also have Logan who will be 9 in December. He is definitely my smartest child, and by smartest I mean biggest smart ass you will ever meet! No matter what he will give you a quick unwanted smart ass response. He also makes me wake up at the ass crack of dawn for baseball every Saturday. Who could forget about Tava. She is my only girl and will be 3 in February. What can I say about this little one? She is just like her mama! Boy do I apologize to my mom almost everyday for how I was. I mean how can one child have such big loud lungs to scream like that? She is a very intelligent little girl which screws me on a daily basis. I bribe her this morning and tomorrow night she will remind me of the bribe. What happened to good old fashion lying to your kids to get what you want? Times are changing my friends. Then there is my biggest child of all. Ricky, my 36 year old husband. Anytime a wife calls their husband a child they get all pissy and whine about it. That, RIGHT THERE, proves they are indeed a child. Do I cook for you? Do I wash your clothes? Am I constantly looking around the house for the items you have lost? Then yes, my lovely amazing handsome husband you are considered my child as well.

All jokes aside my family is one of the bests and I honestly don't deserve them. I am simply writing this blog to kill some of the time I do NOT have to shed some light on mom-hood truth and bring some laughs to the day in and day out of mom life. Please post comments if you have any specific things you will like me to talk about or what you think of the blog.


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