There's a reason why they suggest washing before wearing!

This is what happens when you are on a Sunday flight to Anchorage with kids close in age to your own surrounding you – I go into reminisce mode. 2013 has seriously been a whirlwind, and once again I’ve fallen into bad blogger mode. With just over a month and half to redeem myself this year, here I go... Isaac has pretty much been good to go on the potty training front since last December, but until recently, new under-roo’s (as Isaac likes to call them. Better than panties – which sometimes slips out of my mom’s mouth because she’s so used to having only girls around) were damn near as good as chocolate, so venturing to nana’s house for an unexpected sleepover also meant an emergency run to Target for the next best addition to the underwear collection. Now, in a regular day at the Devlin’s we’d wash the undies before wearing them, but with the trip to nanas and need to open the pack that day, why not scratch the whole pre-washing deal out the door and put the rest of the ‘new’ undies in the drawer to wear? Here’s why... GRANDMAHHHHHHH – Isaac hollers, she rushes over to the bathroom to find a VERY confused little boy with a facial expression screaming, “Why did it turn black?” His little package was no longer of Caucasian decent; it was a shade darker than the asphalt at 6 p.m. the weekend of day light savings. Did I mention – Isaac has blonde hair and blue eyes? Perhaps this was a story that falls under the funnier if you were there category, but come on – imagine your hubby’s mini-me freaking out that is package changed colors and for a second you have NO IDEA WHY – to later realize is was the dye from the undies?! LOL. Lesson learned – always pre-wash those darn dark colored under-roos!

The Milk Factory is Officially CLOSED

Well, they are finally mine again – yes, the all-powerful nee-nee will no longer be a means of nutrition, soothing support, nap shortcut, or airplane take-off crutch. As of Monday, August 5 – the milk factory officially closed for vacation...and doesn’t plan on coming back! Which means, baby #3 is looking less and less likely (which I’m totally OK with), but that horrible monthly beast is BACK. How is it that carrying a baby (in the womb) is more comfortable than the miserable cramps that paid me a visit this week?! Oh, what us woman go through – and see, that’s why I feel no guilt having an occasional ladies night, or sleeping in Saturday morning while Mark is watching Bubble Guppies with the kids. It’s all about balance, right?! And, accepting the fact, life (as we once knew it) is never “fair” – once you are blessed with the title, MOM!

Bad Mommy...

How is it possible that someone so young can make his way under my skin so bad that I completely SNAP! Oh, yeah - a 3 1/2 year old can. Everyone talks about the terrible 2's - ha, two's nothing compared to the little stinkers they can become once they hit three. But, the worst part - when we let them WIN! And, that's exactly what happened the other night. Isaac pushed the last button - the motherboard breaker that activated a screaming mommy who was done with the back and forth conversation that was going nowhere painfully slow, and it was clear – I needed to walk away. But of course, not before screaming God Dangit (but the real thing, which is SOOOO not me!) – G-O T-O B-E-D! Accompanied by me storming out – slamming the door shut behind me. Not my proudest moment! I made it downstairs, but turned right back around - obviously feeling horrible about what I'd just done. So, what's the rational thing to do next, of course, crawl in bed with him, sobbing I'm sorry - mommy had a really rough day - please forgive me. For him to reply with, I wish you didn't have to go to work in the morning. Are you kidding me?! Brutal. I felt the crappiest I've ever felt as a mom...in my whole 3 1/2 years - LOL. But in all seriousness - it was a low moment, but dangit, you need to listen to mommy! And that's what I also made sure to say. And, not that I'll make a general practice of hollering GD, and risk waking up the other kid, along with feeling like shit, he's been somewhat less of a stinker these past two days! TGIF!

Welcome back!

I'm clearly a horrible Blogger, having not written anything in over a year, and previous to that had another huge lapse in time - but her I am, back at it. That whole work life balance thing that I mentioned in my intro, it barely exists these days. Who could blame me when you add another kid to the mix, two volunteer boards – each with their own activities, and a job that still has me on the road at least once a month? Yes, I know, some of that busyness is by choice, but regardless, the weekends are priceless and I cherish every minute I have with Isaac and Abigail - and of course Mark, too. Today something funny happened, well - strange actually. This could just be a random coincidence, but I think it's a head-scratcher. Isaac comes downstairs and asks if he can watch Sportacus, which is a character on the Sprout channel. He goes on to say it’s on after Elmo. I remind him that the show he was previously watching was a recording, so whatever he just saw wasn't actually what was going to be on next. But it was... I head back upstairs with him and turn off the recording and there on live Sprout TV is Elmo and the next show scheduled was Lazy Town - the show that Sportacus is in. Weird, right? Never a dull moment here, and so much more to tell – it’s been way too long.