Breakfast of champions

So I'm sitting across the table watching my son eat his breakfast. Fruity Pebbles, followed by a chaser of Cookie Crisp with a white cream donut dessert ending.

So I'm thinking that depending on how you look at it, I am a really great mom, or a really lousy mom.

On the one hand, I could consider myself a really great mom, because truly, isn't this breakfast every kids dream? But on the other hand, we are about to go to Antonio's 5 year check up. If he happens to mention his breakfast to his doctor...well...you know what I am going to hear.

I don't know; I'll stick with the "really great mom" bit and just give him a vitamin after breakfast.

When your mother offers to watch your kids, TAKE THE MONEY AND RUN!

So last week my mother offered to watch my two kids and my sister's two kids so that we could go out shopping. How nice!! But wait a minute. My sister and I hemmed and hawed about it for days. Should we, shouldn't we, etc. etc. Finally I kind of just casually said- well, I guess if you are offering, why would I say no, whatever I do.

Ok, let's just STOP RIGHT THERE. What was my problem!?!?!?!?!? When someone offers to watch your kids, you don't think about it. You don't hem and haw. You don't let them know in a few days. You say yes and you say yes IMMEDIATELY!

If you are a parent, you know what its like to go shopping with kids. I really don't even need to go into description. The fighting, the screaming, the defiance, picking up the snacks they drop all over the floor, the fighting, the wanting wanting, the....I gotta stop. I'm getting cold sweats. Shopping with children isn't fun. Yet, every time I go I seem to think it will be different this time. And every time I go, I think WHY DO I DO THIS, this is horrendous?! But not me today folks!! Nope! None o' dat! I can look, take my time, try on things WITHOUT the extra hoopla! As I said on Facebook, "sweet glorious Jesus what a day"! Cuz shopping without children is....well...something of a dream I guess. I hardly ever do it. But I'll tell ya what I do know. It's gonna be great!!!!!!!!!!

So, when my stepmom emailed me the other day about taking all the grandkids to a little circus in town, did I need to think about it? Sure, I glanced at the calendar. But within SECONDS, I was emailing back with confirmation. Lesson learned. You don't ponder. You take the money and run!

Just a two year hiatus, that's all...

I know, the blog reading masses have been wondering...where in the world have I gone? Why aren't I blogging? Well, truthfully, no real reason at all. Just stopped. So, I came across my blog while commenting on someone else's blog, so I'm thinking, hey, why not get my blog juices flowing again. Dare ya, Linberger.

So here I am!

Blogging, facebooking, texting...living the technological life. (Ok, fine. I don't twitter. There's only so much you can do. )

Welcome back to blogspot, me!

Life in a nutshell before I return to my usual senseless banter? Raising two kids- one starting kindergarten in the fall....Buying our first home this month.....Started waitressing a few times a week (it ain't social work, but its Social-Work.)....being the best wife ever (or the best wife he's ever had anyway).....living, laughing, loving, serving.

And now blogging.

Tata for now blog world!

What have I become??

It's Friday afternoon, and I have resorted to watching a cheesy lifetime movie today. Ah yes. The beauties of a poorly acted, psycho guy kind of afternoon movie. Gotta love it. Reveling in the glorious thought that my life will never be as bad as the characters in this movie! Well, the marketing is clearly geared towards us stay at homies. I've seen my share of Sandals resort commercials for the day. Now if only they would run an ad telling me just how I can afford to go! Toots for now. Gotta get back to my afternoon intrigue.

I'm alive!!

Yes, yes, I'm alive and well! Why haven't I blogged lately you ask? Good question. I think I have been in a state of "crank" and haven't felt too witty. But, perhaps my wit is returning and there will be a resurgence of my sparkling self-conversation online. Teehee.

What a day....

Well, I should preface it with "what a day two weeks ago was". The day that Gabriella put her finger into the treadmill when I was on it. The day chunks came out of her left ring finger, and amidst my going in circles, freaking out, with a non-working phone and not knowing what to do, we went to the ER. To sum it all up, we had to go to the plastic surgeon this Monday, with fears that her finger might grow back bent, due to scar tissue healing. He concurred that this was a problem because he thought it looked like her skin was completely gone on her finger and would never return. So, with that, today was her day for surgery. He was scraping her finger clean of any dead cells and to check the status of the existence of skin, and putting a skin graft on it if necessary. She would be totally knocked out. So, as it turned out, all went as good as can be expected. Oh and of course, a graft was necessary. So, she is now bandanged like a cast up to her elbow, for weeks to come. Praying and hoping that this graft "takes" and we won't have to repeat it.

So you might wonder, in all of this, how have I felt? LIKE A HORRENDOUS MOTHER thank you very much. Because, in my mind, it's fairly, completely all my fault that she was wandering around the treadmill to begin with.

So moving on. Not only was today surgery day, but today was a special day for Antonio. Today is the day that we celebrate his joining our family forever, his Dia de Milagro (Day of the Miracle). Two years ago today, he was placed in our arms forever. We bought dinner from a local spanish restaurant, brought it home and watched video of our pick up trip and gave him one of his Guatemalan gifts. Two years. He looked so little in his video.

So again I say, "what a day". Today is a day of reflecting on lousy motherhood, of being a mother at all, of a son and of a growing family after years of struggling to have a family. Today I live life fully with two small children. Today, I celebrate motherhood; the good, the bad and the ugly.

In honor of this holiday

Many of you that are OLD ENOUGH remember the hair commercial that sang "I'm gonna wash that gray right out of my hair". And while I still do need to do that this week, in honor of TODAY, I am going to claim a different hair commercial. I am going to throw back my hair, say "Don't hate me because I am beautiful" and laugh in the direction of midlife crisis. Happy birthday to me!