A year of pink!!!!

It's been a year of pink dresses, pink bows, pink paint, pink crazy.........and more and more pink. When I was pregnant with my daughter Milah we chose to wait to find out the sex and I'm so glad we waited. The "it's a girl" moment that we had anticipated and wished for turn to be real and not a dream. We were over the moon and completely in love. She had no idea how spoiled she would be. Being the only granddaughter on both sides and being the baby sister of two big brothers. My husband at my request went out and got a pink stroller, pink swing and pink coming home clothes. After so much blue I was going pink. 

I had often seen the closeness the boys had with my husband Fabio. He was their idol. Their hero....their daddy could do anything....he's the strongest person in the world (he really is). I was their mother and they loved me but the bond between father and sons was unbreakable. I would see them playing in the backyard and I would yearn to have a pal of my own, my own little girl looking up at me in adoring eyes. Yes, my boys only want their mommy when their sick and they can't live without me and they stalk me often but I wanted my girl. My girl to go get my nails done with....to get my hair done with.....to talk about how crazy the other three boys in the family were and my girl to finally go with me to see........a Taylor Swift concert. 

Then there she was my perfect Christmas present...all for me. When she first looked at me I could feel the connection. Everyone said she would stare at me and smile so sweetly...she loved me back. I was over the moon head over heels in love with her and she felt the same way......until the daddy infection came upon her. Yes....she saw daddy and fell in love. She turned six months and was enchanted by her father. Her first word was mommy but when she discovered daddy she has never again said mommy. This man walks through the door and all she has to hear is his voice and she begins smiling, desperate to get near him and then she smiles ear to ear as if he was Brad Pitt in the flesh (more like Kevin Bacon for me). She even sings him a song..."dada dada dada dada". She adores him and now the three of them idolize   him. What is it with this man? I know he is still cute at forty and all and he does know how to tickle well but come on....he's not Brad Pitt (no Kevin Bacon). But they love him and again I found myself looking in to their world of daddy's the best. I was again alone without any fans. 

And then........I got a puppy. Ginger loves me....she thinks I am a cool, pretty and fun. She goes crazy when I get home, she greets and gives me tons of licks. She idolizes me...me...just me. Whenever I see her playing with Fabio and enjoying herself too much I throw her a pig skin or a bone. Just so she knows I am the one who gives her fun things...I am the cool one. Can't have her get the infection too. 

No matter who is her favorite. I love my princess and my two knights and I will always be their greatest fan. 

The tooth fairy is one strange fairy!!!

Lucas has finally lost one tooth and was sure excited that he was visited by the tooth fairy....and she left him $20 (daddy got a little out of hand). He had never thought about the tooth fairy before until the tooth wiggled out (I actually did the pulling..tugging... and yanking). He was super excited that somehow he can make some good money for all the teeth he was going to loose. "Mommy if everyone just pulled out their teeth the tooth fairy can help the poor people in the world. I bet there is a poor toothless homeless man that would have liked that idea". 

Then Lucas started thinking more (enter my lies.). He begins, "mommy I am beginning to think the tooth fairy is a little strange.  Why does she collect teeth?  I mean I am sure kids love getting the money but what does she do with all those teeth. Isn't it a little strange that her house is full of people's teeth.  Isn't that strange". Fear came over his eyes. 

I actually never really thought about that   As a child I was so happy that I was getting money for my teeth that what she did with them or why she wanted them never crossed my mind. Then when I found out who the tooth fairy really was I really didn't care. 

I had to come up with something. I couldn't let him know the thruth, I still wanted his innocence to remain intact. I still needed that same lie to work with the younger ones so I did what any mother would do.....I lied. I have become such an expert these days that I didn't have to think really hard. Before I knew it there it was coming out of my mouth. "She needs teeth to make fairy dust....how do you think fairy dust is done. Only a fairy can make teeth into magical fairy dust". Oh my. 

He bought it. He said with a smile and beaming twinkling eyes " that's why fairy dust is white. That makes sense mommy. I feel so much better. I was beginning to fear the tooth fairy thinking she was some kind of monsters in disguise wearing pretty clothes with wings". 

Phew!!!!  That bought me some time.

This kids makes my brain hurt. 😄

There he is.....!!!!!

Sometimes in the chaos of everyday life, with one kid fighting with another, dog chasing the cat, bird chirping loudly because someone forgot to cover her, parents calling because they haven't heard from you and wanted to know if you are still alive......you forget....you forget that the other adult in your house isn't a roommate that you are sharing bills or responsibility with...it is your husband, the guy you chose to marry and have the kids...the dog...the cat....the bird....it's the partner you chose to be with.  I know......that was ........a long long sentence. My fourth grade teacher Ms. Garrett would not have approved. 

Do you get me though?  That guy or partner or significant other that lives with you.....yeah him.....you actually dig him, at times like him and you love him ....really you do and actually at times forget he is there. 

My mornings are crazy during the week. I get up..work for an hour...then Milah usually wakes up after. I change her diaper, put on her fancy pink clothes and give her a bottle. Then I feed the cat and feed the dog. Usually by this time our Ginger has come back from her walk with daddy and is full of energy. I start breakfast. Boys wake up, (daddy is gone by this point) I make sure they get their morning chores done and dressed. Then it's breakfast while the kids are eating I rush to get dressed. Then I make lunches or pack the lunches in the book bags and put everything by the door. Breakfast is over, I brushed their teeth, comb their hair, pack the car, put ginger in her crate, say hello to the bird Pearl, change her food if it's needed, kiss Bashfull our cat goodbye, put the alarm on and I'm off. First stop is Lucas at the bus stop, then drive Milah to my parents, drop her off then it's off to Noah's school. After dropping Noah off, I drive back to my house and switch cars...I get in my work car and start my field work. At the end of the day, it happens all over again. I drive home, switch cars, drive to pick up Noah, then Milah and back at my house to get Lucas from the bus stop. And it doesn't end there......no sir.....the second phase of the day begins. 

Usually after Lucas gets off the bus, it's homework with both kids, then it's sports like swimming, soccer practice, piano lessons, religion classes or tae kwon doe. Happening on different days. Then I cook.....a home cook meal. Only Friday's do we do pizza night but every night I cook meals that include protein and veggies and good stuff for growing kids. Then it's bath time, book time and then bed for the kids. Then for me it's work again for about two hours every Monday thru Thursday. 

The whole time Fabio is there. Helping with homework, taking them a bath, reading to them, clearing the table, putting them to bed, yes he is there and we talk but it's all about the kids nothing about us. Usually by the time I finish work he is sleeping and the whole week is the same. We only get to catch up on the weekends. And thank God for texting, I talk to him more through texting these days. His mom told me the other day, "oh Fabio didn't tell you". Haven't spoken to him in three days I responded. She said you haven't seen him in three days she asked, I said "oh I have seen him, I just haven't spoken to him about anything but about the kids". We are two ships passing through the night. 

We laugh that we have no time for each other and through the week we do text each other " I love you, miss you,...along with take out the garbage, don't forget sports night is Friday oh and we need milk. 

One day we will have all the time in the world when our kids leave our nest until then we have to keep going and never forget how we got here. It's just like that saying 

"It all began when two people fell in love".