Merry Christmas

I got you a barrel of snot monkeys

Dear Readers for Christmas I got you :
A Double ear infection
Possible strep throat
Asthmatic cough
139.41 worth of meds
3 boxes of tissues
4 bowls of uneaten soup
Three outfits (pre thrown up on)
2 gallons of tears
and two sweaty heads

Enjoy

The Playdate, the winter fest, and the statement!

All I can say is I'm frightened when we willingly give large amounts of cheap beer to men with guns.

The ICE QUEEN

I see you

You lookin at me? see he makes a great pillow
okay now pick us up!
who the hell are you?

blast from the past...

Rose age 3

Weekends over

Our family made it through the funeral and the eulogy. Bother girls were wonderful and well received. I will miss my Great Aunt, but I'm glad she isn't in pain anymore.

cancelled

This weekend has had to be cancelled due to an unforeseen death in the family. I will post more later.

When bloggers meet

*

This Saturday evening around 5pm, 4 bloggers will all meet for the first time well sorta. I am pretty sure the Freeman's know each other and they were at my wedding that Jess was in so at least they have seen each other. So my awsomest bestest high school friend known as Suzer ( I wanted to be her) to the blogging world and anyone who met her after 1994 will be meeting Jess my greatest bestiest college friend trust me when I say she saved my butt more then a few times will then meet one of our bestiest smartiest couple friends from my early adult life (no not porn movies). Liam and E4 went to college together I dated E4's roommates cousin yeah its complected but well worth the friendship. We will be bringing our respective gangs together for pizza and mayhem. That's a total of *8 and a half children under the age of 5. Pray they don't kick us out!

*My sister and her two will be joining the fun (E5 and Amelia and Eli are the same age) Plus my parents who know everyone and everyone knows and loves them (Suzer use to smoke with my mom in high school)

Rose 5 and a half

E4 4 and a half

Amelia 4 and a half

Elijah 4 and a half

Maya 4

Leah 3

Anya 10 months

Lily 9 months

baby to be born is the half

* has no purpose other then I like the photo :)

Never startle a bunny

Lily has spoken her first word beyond Mama.

KITTY CAT

She loves to tell me when she sees one. The funny thing is she whispers it like it's a big secret.

Pink Fuzzy Hats

I made my girls matching hats! They look a bit like sailors wouldn't you say. Remotes are nutritious by the way (Lily says "they taste just like chicken").

Tribbles

I once gave three bunnies a bath and funny they looked just like that until I blow dried them! Lets just say they looked like Tribbles!

it's all relative

I have been saying the above statement for weeks now. Peoples lives and the problems and stresses they have are all relative to their past experiences. One person's drama is anothers comedy. Sometimes I feel I have the worst life possible. No permanent home, issues with Rose and her education, issues with Lily and her sleep disorder, No job and insurance, and all the stresses that go with it. But then I look at the lives of my friends, the ones I envy and I have begun listening. No ones life is perfect everyone has stress and feels alone. I think why would that bother them and then it hits me they maybe saying the same of me so I say "It's all relative." What drives me crazy may just make you laugh. What I can handle might make you crumble but who's to say what your going through right now wouldn't bring me to my knees. So I say good luck and your not alone, none of you. Where all in this together, we may not be having the same issues but they are all important. What you are feeling right now is fine and normal. The stress that has you in tears today may have you in stitches tomorrow. I'm here for you... I may fall asleep, but I'm here. Remember it's all relative to where your standing.

now thats comedy

No changes yet! Still no sleep for the wicked, but were pinning our hopes on the cat above!

alone

I am pretty sure the lack of sleep is getting to me. I feel helpless and less and less like a mother. I'm suppose to know what to do. I'm suppose to make things all better. I can't help Lily. I don't understand what is going on with her. I am lost and alone. I send hours online praying for a solution only to go to bed in tears. I am not sure what to do for her. She seems so distressed at night, I can't help her.

so how are you sleeping?

Well we have now tried in the crib sleeping and in the bed sleeping and in the hummock sleeping and well no one is sleeping. So now what? I am going to try the she must be starving idea and feed her at night and see if we can't log in some more sleep. No I have not let her just cry it out yet. It was suggested that we see a GI specialist to rule out any issues and then a sleep study. For now we are in a holding pattern. I am personally ready to land but we are holding up remarkably well.

In other news Rose went to her first live theatre performance when I took her to see Pinkalicious

Rose and I had a blast and even bought the soundtrack so we sing along in the car! I am keep treking along in hopes that someday my children won't look back and only remember that I was always tired and cranky.

The dark side of the gnome

I am begging no pleading with you and any friends you may have for help and advice. Lily does not sleep. I am not talking gets up once or twice a night I am talking 12 to 20 times a night. We are tired, sick and cranky. Here's the low down. Lily sleeps in an Amby bed designed for baby's who do not sleep well and crave motion and who also are preemies and have Gerd. We keep a cool mist humidifier on at all times in her room running on low. We also play a CD of the Ocean on repeat. Lily sleeps with a pacifier that she can not manipulate on her own ( has sensory and fine motor skills issues). She gets up and wants her pacifier and then falls asleep for 15 min and the repeats the above. Sometimes she just wakes up and that's that for an hour or two. So what do we do now? The experts who work with Lily on a weekly basis do not suggest crying it out. Not that I could do that anyhow. So HELP ask everyone you know. We are desperate for sleep.

My little gnome

She is just so much fun to dress up! Don't you just want to eat that little nose? This is a rare photo indeed for she never sits in her stroller she prefers her women servant to carry her around! I do have to say she is quite edible with those cheeks, even if she does get us up all night long!

Cranky Pants

What do you get when you combine a baby with hypersensitivity and colic with a mother who has PMS and an older sister with a 102.4 degree fever and a father with general lack of sleep and a cough?.......... Give up? CRANKY DAY! I am still wearing the clothes I "fell asleep" in last night. I put the "" up because we only sleep for 20 min stretches so why call it sleep when its more like narcoleptic fits. We have all dressed in our finest cranky pants and have paraded around for ourselves. In our parade we have cranky butt who has a rash and is teething and has given sleep up for lent (she is oh so pleasant). Next is the high wire act of big cranky sister. Cranky sister complains a lot about pooping and needing a bath, her temp makes her pleasant to be near, so she insists on sitting on my lap and creating a core temp for me that resembles the center of the earth. Then there is Senior Cranky Pants he has a short temper and can be found rolling on the floor complaining of a general lack of sleep (his act resembles a clown on drugs). That only leaves me Queen Cranky Pants. I'm the Ring Leader and bringer of popicicles and clean pacifiers. I have PMS, two hours of sleep (generously given to me by my husband) and a headache. I bark orders and make dinners and feel cranky so that makes me either the leader or the short order cook. So what will tomorrow bring? Who cares I will be up 10 times tonight and won't even know what day of the week it is!

The Devil Went Down to Georgia

The Devil lives two doors down and sleeps for only 3 hours a day and they aren't all in a row!

Preemie vs. the cold and flu season

" Luke I am your father" Baby Vader
The cold and flu season is upon us and Ani is taking it in strides. This photo was taken several weeks ago but by the sound of her lungs it looks like this is going to be a common site around these here parts.

Lets back up a bit

Childrens Museam 10/27/07

Halloween part 1

Snow White and the Tiger

Oh aren't I to cute!

We're famous!

Liam and Rose during the interview

Larry Berger



Down Under Day at the Children's Museum


The B. Family were recently interviewed about living in Australia. It's a short little piece but it was broadcasted. If you click on the link provided below (Down Under Day) in light brown and then click on Archives and then again on the date 10/27/07 and then scroll through the times by simply clicking on the forward button until the above time says 11:00 to 12:00 and then slowly scrolling through until you hit right around 11:20 you will be able to hear us. Broadcasting from Children's Museum of Pittsburgh

Down Under Day

The Saturday Light Brigade is a radio program featuring acoustic music and family fun. Broadcast since 1978, it is one of the longest-running public radio programs in the United. States. Quality music, on-air telephone calls from kids and adults, innovative participatory puzzles and games, and interesting guests have made The Saturday Light Brigade a family radio tradition for tens of thousands of people. Kids listen with adults, adults listen with kids, and everyone has fun listening to the radio together!

I do have friends.

I do have friends I just don't get to see them often enough.

Cake

I seem to have misplaced my sense of humor along with my brain and my ability to stop my self from eating a cake all on my own. I want to crawl under a rock and stay there. I don't want to talk to the insurance company for the fifth time today and no I don't want to think about what will happen next month if a job is not procured. I just want to sit here in my hole and cry!

I feel lonely and depressed, over worked and stressed. I have two kids and one brain you do the math. Morgan

Please someone put me out of my misery. 30 min after writing this email I broke my only pair of glasses no insurance and no money so now what? I don't think I am going to be blogging for awhile.

funny they smell...

So how have you been? Me, well I've become the human catch basin. What does that mean you may ask yourself... Lily has been sick. She sounds quite a bit like an old dog chocking on a Mr. Coffee. Once the dear girl has hacked up a lung and has nicely taken her meds she proceeds by throwing up the contents of her stomach, camouflaging me in green and orange. That's okay I tell her lovingly as I turn her to face me so she can cover me in regurgitated peas (funny they smell the same coming up as they did going down). She obliges me and snuggles in after the eruption. I strip both of us down to our skives and lovingly bath her in warm water as I kneel shivering over the edge of the tub. I finish this off by smothering her body in Vic's vapor rub and dressing her for the 4th time. I however, have procured a item from what I like to believe is the "clean pile". Dressing myself in a shirt professing the greatness that is Guinness. I spend the rest of the day repeating the above with the exception that now, during my spare time I run around attempting to locate the odd smell coming from everywhere and nowhere. Ps, its me!

sometimes you just need a laugh

Me and my Shadow

Have you met my hump? Were permanently attached you see!

stowic aren't we!?

Hell?

Busy week=sick children

I believe that's one of Murphy's laws, right?

and yes that is an image of hell.

an elderly couple

The couple on a leisurely stroll












Darling look at the flowers














I seem to have had to much to drink













Dear isn't it lovely to be out














Oh, I just love fall don't you dear?
















Why do they keep taking photos of us?










Shut up and be happy darling!








The above grouping of photos had me laughing so hard I feared I would pee my pants! Don't they remind you of an old couple?