Wow. Someone who’s on the notify list wrote with
basically a “hi how are you” message, which reminded me that I have not
written in here in a while. Then I realized that I actually do have
something to say. I get bored with writing about the same old days and
the same old feelings. But stuff is going on.
First off we’re getting rid of our babysitter. My parents dropped the
kids off today for me, since we were running late. My mom calls me and
says, “Guess what she told me today? She said that Logan is so awful on
Mondays obviously because you hold him all weekend”. Okay, I’d love to
know where in hell she got that impression. I have a 2 1/2 year old.
Plus, I’m trying to do all the housework/errands/random stuff that I
haven’t had time to do during the week. Not to mention paying bills,
grocery shopping, clipping coupons, amongst changing diapers, getting
snacks, juice, milk, water, formula, fixing the broken toys, not to
mention saying the word “no” 5,642 times a day. Yeah, I blissfully hold
and rock my infant all weekend so that he’s a holy terror on Mondays.
That’s such bullshit. First off, now that he’s not colicky anymore he’s
1000 times better than he was. However, he’s teething. He hurts. So he
fusses. But she doesn’t put the oragel in his mouth (why, I don’t
know… Probably the same reason he comes home with the same amount of
formula he left with, and the same clothes, and the same amount of
balmex, etc…). Plus, she wanted more money, she got more money. Then
she wanted to be paid hourly, so we paid her hourly. But now that she’s
being paid hourly, because they left early to visit with their
grandparents, she gets less money, so she’s complained about that too.
I’ve gone on two occasions, where the door was locked, and I had to
ound on the door for 10 minutes so she would get out of bed. I’ve gone
once, where the door was open, but I had to go in her room, and get her
out of bed. Jay went and she never got up to open the door, and then
her uncle showed up, so he went and banged on her window to get her out
of bed. She has got to be the most UNPROFESSIONAL woman I have EVER
known. And she’s complaining about the money we give her, and she’s
uneducated (not even a GED), unliscensed, no CEC credits, and the
money’s tax free. Whatever. We thought we would give her the
opportunity because she’s a friend of the family, “Didn’t want to take
advantage of us financially”, and the kids would be in a “home” instead
of a “daycare”. Ug. Not even. So, we’re looking for someone else. I
found someone who’s HIGHLY recommended, and she has room for BOTH kids,
and after she thought about it, she’s willing to drop her price to fit
our budget (more than half my paycheck which is currently going to the
other babysitter). We have an appointment to go see her on Friday
evening with the kids. I truly hope this works out. Truly Truly. Pray
and cross your fingers, because if this doesn’t work out I actually may
have to quit my job – which I was just starting to love, and we were
actually starting to make a dent in our debt.
In other news, Jay is really loving school. He’s always wanted to make
buildings. So while I’m in the shower this morning, he leaves a message
on the answering machine, “Hi baby, I just wanted to tell you that I
just made A WHOLE SKYSCRAPER out of just NEWSPAPER. Need I say more? My
26 year old husband is playing with paste and paper in school and
loving it. We’re going to be $24,000 in debt in a year and a half
because of this. There should be something wrong with this picture, but
if it means he makes a career out of doing what he loves, so be it.
Joseph is doing well. He’s got all his colors down pat. Well, except
for the weird ones, like gold or silver, or those cars that go down the
road where you have to ask yourself “is that green or blue?”. He’s also
got down purple and white (for some reason he mixed up the two). Now
he’s working on his counting. He actually can get to 10 with only
mixing one number. For example 1-2-3-4-5-6-10-7-8-9. Where that number
is changes every time, but he’s doing really well, if you ask me.
However. Potty training is kiiling me. I’m actually going to have to
buy a book. We’re not getting anywhere with it. He’ll sit on his potty.
He’ll watch us go potty. He even says bye bye when we flush. But he
just DOES NOT seem to make the connection with what goes into the
potty, and the potty itself. Which tells me that he’s not ready. But
good Lord, he’s 2 1/2. Changing him is NOT a pleasant experience. But
there are these lists. You know, if you answer “yes” to 5 or more of
these than your child is ready. He’s not making those lists. So, maybe
he really isn’t ready. It’s not like I’ve done this before. But they
actually have the lifstyle series of dummy bookes. I’m going to buy
“Potty Training for Dummies”. After all “HTML for Dummies” is how I
learned to make a webpage. Who knows, maybe it’ll help with my son too!
But that doesn’t mean I want anyone seeing me read that one. In other
news, my in-laws are coming up in a couple of weeks. They’re going to
be staying with us, since one of the nights we’re going to spend the
night at friends, and they’re going to stay with the kids. I’m not sure
I like this. I’m worried she’ll find somthing to fret over. This also
means, that since they’ll be using our bedroom and shower, and cooking
etc., I have to CLEAN clean the entire house. Why do I care what she
thinks???
Leave a Reply