Not so innocent as it seems...

I originally thought it was cute... you can tell she has brothers, who are going through a superhero phase. At the moment it is Spiderman, hence why Superman *dunnuh (humm the opening bars to the 1930's cartoon versions... md does) is left to his own devices.

Which he obviously took advantage of.

Baby doesn't look so innocent and sweet in her hung over, who is this guy in my stroller? cap all askew.... yeesh.

Oh so tired.... and annoyed!

Been up on and off most of the night.
bah.
Must regale you with my foray into stupid parenting hell last night.

I'd just completed the transaction and was about to leave the store when
flashing red light
slamming doors
Yes, we had a code Adam. I could see the mom crying by the customer service area.
"no, he isn't in the washroom, he isn't anywhere!"

So, in ten minutes time... along comes dad.
don't know about any of you... but as a parent, I'd be checking if it was my child a.s.a.p.


"what?! YOU DID THIS?!"
and then he goes on to say he gave the kid the keys to the car, cause he was bored with 'your' stupid shopping.

feeling slightly murderous at this point

So, as the police walk in, I look at one square in the eye and proclaim that this moron... he needs parenting classes!

Tell me..
Who in their right mind gives a six year old keys to a car?
To walk out into a busy parking lot, alone?
If the kid doesn't want to hang out with mom... what is wrong with you taking them?
*like I'm gonna put up with his whining when I'm lookin at my stuff. Direct quote.
The windchill was pretty darn cold last night.
Was the kid going to start the car too? To keep warm? What if someone followed him. What if someone hit him in the parking lot? What if they started the car and it rolled or they put it in gear for fun?
Anyone tired of the what ifs?

Cripes and I felt bad for hollering at m2 yesterday when he wouldn't leave his sister alone.
*not good for what is left of the voice, not good at all.

Karma bites!

WHAT HAVE I DONE THIS TIME?

Guess where the mom to monsters is at the moment?

THE LIBRARY!

I HATE OUR INTERNET SERVICE PROVIDER.... DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?!!!!!!!
BECAUSE FOR THE THIRD YEAR IN A ROW... THEY HAVE SHUT DOWN OUR INTERNET, ON A WEEKEND, AT CHRISTMAS...

DESPITE THE FACT I HAVE PAID MY BILL IN FULL FOR THE LAST 11 MONTHS.
Oh yes.... and I have doubts that they will be open on Monday... at all.

Yes, I'm swearing .... in my head. too many people here at the moment.... grumble grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Well, that was a heck of a dream!

Dreamt that I was a surrogate (giving a baby up in general maybe?)... I ended up having my baby in a building where the midwives practiced. Like a birth centre (was I in the US?).
It was one of the most disturbing dreams I've had in a while. I woke up crying. I know that some of it was the people involved... but sheesh.

Last time I eat Chinese food late at night!

Retching....

Just read a little thing about
Cesarean in awareness....

I can honestly say that this is the sugar coating to cover the sky rocketing cesarean rate in this hemisphere.
Not sure if I could make the surgical table an alter of birth for a mother.... An Operating Room does not really lend itself to a 'sacred space' mentality. (Pipe up here friend, was I okay with you in the OR? Did I do anything to make it better for you? I can't really remember doing anything more than just telling you what is going on, how babe looked etc....)

Took me three days to read the whole thing. I kept either laughing at the absurdity, or ranting at the stupidity.

I know that lots of women have great cesareans, amazing recoveries and are thrilled with their experience. I have nothing to complain about my own c/s, adequate anaesthesia, small infection at four weeks pp.... the emotional shit on the other hand was HELL, the adhesion's really suck too!

But for the others... this is just going to piss them off.

I don't know nothing!

Today my father is having surgery... or was it yesterday?
What kind of surgery? no idea
Serious surgery? no idea
Related to the cancer? no clue
Are they trying to 'reset' his heart, like they wanted to last year? shrugs shoulders.
Outpatient? could be, seems that it might be the case... maybe.

All because my mother deemed it appropriate to 'not worry' me.
I am going to assume siblings flung across two other Provinces do know.
But I'll be damned if I ask.

So...
yeah.
My dad is having/has had surgery.


I am so freaking angry with my mother over this whole...
"it isn't a big deal"
"his doctor isn't worried"
"nothing to worry about"
sentance dropping... that I WILL NOT EVEN CALL TO SEE HOW IT WENT.
Screw it. You don't want to tell me about it, I don't want to hear about it either.

Can we say dumb ass?

What did husband 'put away' so it wouldn't get lost?!

Cripes I could just scream!

Yes... this means it is missing!

Cool little Ipod has been found...
in the boys swimming backpack (plastic cheap thing, that won't soak, leak or be mourned if lost)

WHAT THE HECK WAS HE THINKING?

shaking my head in wonder of the stupidity of this random act of 'cleaning up the house'....

Urg....

I can now define visceral reaction *see #3.

Saw a photo of the midwife who caught md this afternoon.
Just spent the last half hour puking every single thing from my stomach.
And more.

I'm actually rather horrified that it happened. I keep thinking I'm getting better.
Ambulances are still a trigger, but not to the extent that they have been.
I've almost forgiven myself for not going to the hospital right after I got myself cleaned up. She was safe and coming home shortly... I still feel bad some days. In hind sight, I'm fairly sure I'd be in much worse shape if I had gone. Don't know... I'm crying just typing that.
Md sputtered this morning, and I just about jumped out of my skin. Where as if m1 or m2 sputter, I check, but don't make a big deal out of it.
I've been writing lots, drafting almost all of it.

Hi... I'm a mom to monsters... and I'm embarrassed to admit that I'm still having 'issues' with my last child's birth.
She'll be two years old this week.

Home reading....

So...
Are we supposed to make sure the kid is 'reading' each word.
Are we supposed to allow them to make up sentances that follow the pictures on the page?
Are we supposed to sound out the words with them?
Are we supposed to make them figure out an entire sentance alone for the weekly report?
What about the drawing? Should it match the sentance?

Cripes... and I'd rather chew glass than ask one of the mombots any of these questions.
Yeah, the instructions were less than crystal clear on this new adventure in school.


*sorry, but after an hour with him... I still haven't figured out if we had m1 do the 'right' thing for his home reading homework....

I'm what?

Well this morning dawned with the blog back to usual. Odd things last night. Odd things.

So in the name of fun and games here at the monster house...
I decided to play the whole quiz game.
Thought I'd see where I am on the whole religious thing.

You fit in with: Taoism 60% spiritual. 20% reason-oriented.
	Your ideals mostly resemble those of the Taoist faith. Spirituality is the most important thing in your life. You strive to live by all of your ideals, and live a very intellectually focused life.
Take This Quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Which so doesn't fit with this one. Yes I plugged in my real name. Mom to monsters brought up someone full of bee's. What the heck?

the mom to monsters -- [adjective]: Extremely extreme! 'How" will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Soon I'll have to drag my sorry wheezing body to the school. What fresh hell shall we have today? Husband left the teacher a message to call him about yesterdays incident. God knows how this will blow over... ten more days. Ten more days. Ten more days....
only ten more days............

And it is only Tuesday...

Coming home from school this morning...

Child x was spanking my bum when we were in line this morning.

Did you tell Mrs. ____?

Yes.

And did she talk to child x?

She kept telling me to tell the truth mum.


we get to the front steps of the house...

"mum, when I did that I had to go home didn't I?"

Yes sweetie you did.

"oh".



Husband wants to know what the heck the "full time EA" was doing while this was happening... let alone why he was put next to this child when we have specifically asked to school to not do so!

What the Heck is wrong with this picture.



I will never giggle at those stupid posters of "I learned all I needed to know in Kindergarten".

-I am ADHD, despite all other diagnosis to the contrary... including two doctors now. But heck, the Kindergarten teacher already discussed me and my "problem" with everyone anyway... so here is my label with "parents in ADHD denial" for grade one.

-I am supposed to sit down and be quiet all the time.

-I am supposed to tell the truth... even when you won't believe me when I am.

-I can make my mom cry daily.

-I am to be ignored by my classmates because their moms don't like mine.

-I am a sissy for liking crafts.

-I am silly for liking red peppers.

-I am not allowed to get away with anything and will be sent home... even when others were doing the exact same behaviour, are not sent home.



great... just great....



Add to that... this little person

Who is now being doped up like his sibling... for ..... an ear infection. My poor parents... not only do they have a very dirty little monster, but a sick one too. I'd drive out tonight to get him, but there is a severe weather warning for the area. That and he seems to be quite content sucking back the Tylenol and eating grapes with his grandparents...

And it is only Wednesday...

Dear God... kill me now.
The school thing. Holy crap how much more s*&t do they plan on shovelling on before the end of the year? Husband is going to meet with someone later on. God help him if he doesn't rip a few heads off for my platter. I do not feel like playing dumb, or nicely. I know what has been done, what has definitely not been done... and am completely disgusted at how badly things have been "handled".
There is absolutely no reason for our friend to have spent hours here, with resources for us.... explaining things and setting up a letter for the school. NO REASON for this, other that the goodness of her heart, other than we have been let down.
Well, the good news out of all of it, is that we have a whole year to figure out how to make sure the next one (m2) isn't going to suck at the school thing too. Mostly hoping for a decent teacher in the opposite classroom/time slot. Here is hoping huh?
Spent most of the morning awake... between fevers of over a hundred and my own personal body misery in the form of coughing until I see stars.... yeah. Monsters slept until after eight. No school for us today. Wonder what m1's full time educational assistant got to do with her morning off from the horror that is my child? Yeah, would have been nice to walk in to that bit of news with some warning.... what? really? oh okay then. Of course they don't have to tell us, the parents, anything about what they are doing with our child.... okay. Sure. Remind me that I can become a worse parent now. Seeing as I'm not worthy of being kept in the know.
Y'know when a teacher informs you shortly after the comment of "we are working on calm" ... to quote.
"Don't blame yourself, lots of kids are like this.... but I believe your son has ADHD. You need to take him to your doctor and start doing something about it."
*note. I am almost positive this person said " lots of teachers children"... but I'm just pissed enough that I might be projecting...

Yeah, this is the nightmare I've been living since November. And yet, nary a piece of paperwork to be seen until last week. Of course that was just a form questionnaire for us to fill in, not consent to do anything... oh no.... can't have anything in terms of a concrete paper trail now can we?

So... long story short... this afternoon husband goes in to "talk" about this issue. later this afternoon we yell and scream at each other about how I'm not reacting properly to it, and I don't have m1's best interests first and whatever else he can level at me. I on the other hand will be sitting back fuming at him and his condescending attitude and how it would be so much nicer if he was the one walking in there every single day and hearing how awful it is going to be for m1 next year. Not that this matters. Who gives a shit at how crappy you make the parent feel. It is the kid who matters. Which I do not disagree with on the whole. But really? Am I the one with the FAS kid who is coming in at 10 because I was sleeping off last nights bender?
no... I'm not... but perhaps this would be easier to swallow if I was huh?

If someone doesn't validate my parking soon.... I'm going to go insane.

She came... and she left.

I just don't understand.
I just don't understand why this family. WHY THIS FAMILY?!
I'm sorry you came so early wee one. I wish you could have stayed longer.

Would someone please give me some good news? Something.
There was a beautiful rainbow (dog bow to some of our little friends... this is what you get when your beast is a "reign") last night. Wasn't that supposed to be some sort of "promise"?

grumble...

In honour of crappy political settings...

I am so not allowed in China...
After seeing this midwifery student and her cool banner (must get me one!), I decided to check it out... after I had a visitor from Beijing this morning.
drat.
shucks.
was hoping to change the world with this blog.

SNORT.

Want to see if you are allowed to be viewed in China? Plug yourself in and see!

WHEEEEE! I did it! hmmmm... suppose I ought to start lambasting China... hmmmm I see a post coming!

We're back...

I promised myself I'd leave the computer alone tonight after the frantic phone message from my friend about Birdie's mama...
F*%^(&
So to bloglines I go...
And more sad news is what I find.

Bah... should have stayed in bed!
Shoulda
Woulda
Coulda...

damn.
Good night Erin.
Good night dear other mama... I'm sorry you are joining the ranks. I wish you a swift and gentle recovery.
I'm telling you people... something is wrong with the universe.


As impolite, or irreverent or whatever this is... that funeral was "kick ass".
Sorry Sarah... it was out here, but ice caps with you is an absolute must in my world some day! Nope, not travelling to your neck of the woods too soon. Still working on the summer idea... sort of ... yeah petrol is at 1.20 here now... bah.

And I thought Dr. Amy was bad?

***WARNING, NOT FOR THE WEAK OF HEART OR BIRTHING MAMA TO BE HEART... BEWARE ALL WHO ENTER HERE***

So yeah, Dr. Amy doesn't hold the worlds worst care provider medal anymore!!!

She doesn't have ANYTHING on this disgusting individual.

What kind of woman goes to a grieving mothers blog and tells her flat out that
yeah you were an irresponsible mother and killed your baby,

Wow... didn't think that people could be so freaking cruel.

*if you don't catch on right away... the disgusting one is a midwife?! WTF?

What the heck?

This floored me this afternoon.
Of course, this was promised during their last reign of power... and yet... nada.
So... yeah. What the heck?
hmmmm wonder if I'd get in?
Good God. I wouldn't have my excuses...
yeah... I wouldn't make the cuts, there we go. I'm safe again.
Go click the link people! It will make sense... well, unless you don't know me that well...
then, click here...

Crap... what if they actually keep this promise? whoa.....