Motherhood should be listed as a mental illness

Just for Jodi, well Chrystal and Mindy too

YUMMY!

posted by Cathy @ 10:05 PM 13 Comments

Isabella update

She is doing much better in swim class. We just "raise the bar" a little each class and she does what she is comfortable doing, she's actually did more than I expected her to today. She is still very concerned that we are going to make her jump in and reminds us at the beginning of every class that she doesn't want to. I found out today that one of the boys in her class is all ready four, most of them are two or just turned three. One little boy is only 22 months, I think he's part fish.

posted by Cathy @ 1:16 PM 1 Comments

Yes it's a dog

Here are some pictures that I got from www.dogbreedinfo.com (if you go there you need to select ALL BREEDS and then select the letter "A" and then select AMERICAN MASTIFF, or whatever breed you want to find out about) or it may have been www.flyingwfarms.com.

The top picture is an eight week old puppy and the secpnd picture is of one that is a little over a year old. I think that baby is about Patton's size. The other two are just picture that I thought were funny.

Flying W Farms also breeds horses and have they some beautiful pictures on there if anyone is interested (Mindy?).
Jodi, there will be NO breastfeeding!

posted by Cathy @ 12:54 PM 4 Comments

Our new baby

I'm happy to inform everyone that I've convinced Patrick to add to our family! We should have a new family member by April of next year! We expect her to arrive at about 18 to 20 pounds and grow to about 180 pounds (maybe more).

posted by Cathy @ 5:04 PM 3 Comments

pictures!!

I have the cutest babies ever!!!

posted by Cathy @ 10:12 AM 5 Comments

To push or not to push

That is the question we are facing with Isabella and swimming.
Yesterday we had swim lessons and I expected that she would be OK since I was going to be in the pool with her, boy was I wrong! She was fine until we walked into the locker room and I told her to get her suit on. That's when she started crying, she cried all the way down the hall, she cried on the pool deck, she cried on the edge of the pool, she cried in the pool while holding on to my neck for dear life. When I say she cried you should know that it wasn't a quiet cry, it was a everyone is looking at you and wondering what the hell is going on cry. Swim lessons last for 40 minutes, she cried for about 36 of those. At one point we had to sit them on the side of the pool and step back and let them jump in (they had swim belts on) but my wonderful child decided it was her chance to run to the locker room so I had to heave myself out of the water to go get her in front of about 50 people, all of them behind me. I talked to the swim director and her instructor again and they said just to let her go at her on speed in the pool but to not let her get her way by taking her out of swim lessons. I'm fine with that, I'm just afraid that she will scare some of the younger kids in the class with the screaming. The instructor, Linda, offered to see her on Fridays after she's done teaching private lessons just to work on getting her more comfortable in the pool. So we will be there next Friday doing that. I know that most of the crying isn't from fear, it's to get her own way. I can tell the difference and it changed about 20 minutes into the lesson.
We're actually hearing a lot of crying lately. Everything is changing for her, she's getting to the point where she doesn't always need a nap but sometimes she really does and she thinks she can stay up. EVERYTHING she is told to do is a power struggle. Eating, bedtime, TV time (at this very moment she is crying for TV time), playing outside, playing inside, what to wear, telling Patton what to do, telling Patrick and I what to do, telling her friends what to do. Even going to the bathroom (about 15 minutes ago she said she had a tummy ache and I told her to go potty and she says she doesn't need to go, but I know she hasn't been since last night so I picked her up and put her on the toilet. She went.) and washing her hands! You name it, it is currently, has been or about to be a power struggle in this house.
I have to go break up a fight.

posted by Cathy @ 8:57 AM 1 Comments

It's coming, I promise

Our computer went down. We have to reinstall everything so you'll have to wait on the picture. He's too cute! He looks older.

posted by Cathy @ 7:54 AM 0 Comments

Poor Patton

I decided Patton didn't go through enough today so I made him get his hair cut, with clippers. Wait until you see how cute he is. You'll have to wait though, he fell asleep before I could take his picture.
I'm the meanest mom!

posted by Cathy @ 6:51 PM 1 Comments

What's new with...

...Isabella, I can't get her to shut up. She will say anything to anyone. She has no inner monologue.
...Patton, teeth. He's getting his first two molars and his eye teeth, all on top. He's pretty good throughout the day but at night he's having a lot of trouble sleeping. Since he wasn't in enough pain we decided to give him shots. He got four today. I am the worst mom!
...Patrick, he has a job that he likes! His official title is VP of Operations.
...Me, I got my new phone. Luckily they were able to transfer my phone book so I still have everyone's numbers.

posted by Cathy @ 12:02 PM 1 Comments

How do you spell relief?

I spell it J-O-B.
Patrick got a (good) job today. A job where they pay you every week even if you don't sell something, in fact the only thing he would be selling is the company (it's a payroll company) and if he brings new clients in he gets bonuses. Plus he has an office and everything! No more work papers laying around my house because he works from home.

posted by Cathy @ 12:15 PM 3 Comments

Slacker

I am what I am.
Patrick is downstairs painting the kitchen. I feel bad about not helping him. I have good reasons!
1. I really hate the smell.
2. I'm horrible at painting. I'd just make more work for Patrick.
3. A "this is as good as it's going to be" person (me) and a perfectionist (Patrick) can not paint together, it's hard enough just living together.
4. I just really hate to paint.
5. If I did help, Patton would wake up as soon as I got started.
6. I really do hate it!

posted by Cathy @ 2:52 PM 2 Comments

We've sucked him in!

Patrick has a blog! I asked him what he was going to write about, all he does is work and do nerd things. He didn't think I was funny.

www.pnthayer.blogspot.com

posted by Cathy @ 2:44 PM 1 Comments

Feeding the addiction

I just discovered a web site called catalogs.com!! Catalogs are my secret drug. I never order anything from them (mostly because I have no money), I just LOVE looking at them. I requested about 20 catalogs yesterday. I'm so excited that it makes me a little sad.

My cell phone took a turn for the better. I can get calls again and most of the numbers work. I still can't see anything on the screen but at least I can get calls! I think I'm addicted to my phone. Yesterday when it wasn't working I felt like I was missing a body part. I don't mean anything major like an arm or leg, but maybe a couple of fingers, something that I can live without but it makes life easier.

posted by Cathy @ 11:09 AM 4 Comments

New things

Patton is trying to say the words "fish" and "stinky".

Isabella LOVES Chicken Little. She has watched it everyday since we got it. There is a part where they are singing the "I'll tell ya what I want" song by the Spice Girls, the part where they say "If you want to be my lover" has been changed (in Isabella's head) to "If you want to be my number".

Patton loves being outside. He goes into a full blown temper tantrum when we try to make him go inside. Then he stands with his face pressed up aginst the window. It's quite sad. And funny.

Patton gives kisses and hugs now. If you ask him if he loves something he hugs it, this includes objects such as apples and books. The poor dog has almost been loved to death.

Isabella thinks she's Ella from Ella Enchanted. Right now she is walking around with a cape (blanket) on saying lines from the movie and singing "Don't go breakin' my heart".

Patton loves anything that makes noise. Cars, trucks, lawn mowers, etc. He calls them vrooms. Anything can become a vroom. Shoes, spoons, my dead cell phone. He also laughs like a Hyena if you pop a balloon.

posted by Cathy @ 3:43 PM 0 Comments

Last leg

My phone isn't going to make it to the 14th. I can get calls (sometimes) but I can't make them. I miss my phone already. How am I going to make it to the 14th? The worst part is that I don't have long distance at my house (it's cheaper to use the cell) so I can't call anyone that isn't local.

posted by Cathy @ 2:20 PM 0 Comments

My cell phone has 9 lives

Too bad it's used all of them.
I've had my cell phone for almost two years. It's been dropped in the toilet, fallen out of pockets, chewed on, slobered on, dropped in puddles, thrown out of the shopping cart by Patton and many other things that made me think that I was going to need to shell out big bucks for a new cell phone. Well I finally did it, I dropped it the yesterday and it landed "just right" so now the screen doesn't work. I can get and make calls, use my one-touch dialing and all that stuff, I just can't see what's on the screen(this also means I can't see my phone book so everyone needs to email me their info so I can put it in my new phone). Someone sent me a text message and I can't see it. So now I have the choice of getting a new phone now and paying full price or waiting until the 14th and getting it cheap for renewing my contract. I want it now but I'm too cheap to do that so I guess I'll just suffer.

posted by Cathy @ 12:57 PM 0 Comments

Poop

For the first time in my history of changing diapers I opened one up today and found something that didn't belong there. At some point in the past few days Patton ate a teeny-tiny bottle that went with one of Isabellas toys. Actually it went to one of Kennadies toys and she left it at my house, sorry Kennadie.

posted by Cathy @ 12:44 PM 1 Comments

Poolside Drama

Isabella has decided that she no longer likes swimming. Two weeks ago she jumped in the pool and went under the water and she came up coughing and crying, fast forward two weeks and you have a kid that starts shaking and crying at the mention of getting in the pool for lessons. Last week the person who is in charge of lessons called me and asked me if I wanted to switch her to a different class since all the kids in her class were so much further along then she is (I thought it was really nice of them to do that). So we went to the new class today and it was worse than it was last week. I talked to the director again and she suggested that we go back to the class that I get in with her until she gets comfortable again. That means 10 weeks of me in a bathing suit, I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself.

posted by Cathy @ 6:01 PM 3 Comments