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The Princess has had her nose a little bit out of joint lately because my focus hasn’t been as much on her. With the Prince hurt I’ll admit that I’ve been a little more preoccupied w/ him. Today I sent the Princess to her room because she was throwing a little mini tantrum. You know the kind. Where the child just kinda huffs & puffs & stomps away. Well, since Sunday I’ve been over that behaviour. I’d been trying to help her get over this by making her realize that what she was doing wasn’t cutting it & I finally had to step up the stakes for her a bit. So, she’s been sent to her room twice now. After her 7 min are up we talk about what she can do when she finds herself getting angry. (nope, that part hasn’t changed yet! Someday….) This time when I walked in and finally convinced her to roll over & talk w/ me (she was sobbing like her life was over) the first thing she says is “the Prince always gets two straws!”
I have to mention that I love it when my kids do this. Start talking about a completely different subject. Once, when the Prince was maybe 4, it was his bedtime but he was exhausted & crying. We (Hubby, the Prince & I) were outside of the Prince’s door & he was sobbing up a storm only we didn’t know why other than that he was tired. Finally he tells us that he doesn’t like the letters M, N, O & P plus he doesn’t like the number 5. Hubby & I had the hardest time not laughing. This was just so off the wall.
Anyway this was what the Princess was doing. Talking about something so off the wall. I actually had to think back to when the last time the Prince even used a straw! I think it was a smoothie he made about a week ago but a) the Princess was @ school & b) he only used one straw. I did finally get her to see that she’s not the only one in our family & sometimes it’s not all about her. We talked some more & then she came out & actually used the things we’d spoken about! The Prince was playing his usual games (literally & figuratively!! lol) & the Princess spoke calmly & told the Prince that he wasn’t being fair. In the end, I sent the Prince to HIS room because he ended up throwing a teen tantrum!
*disclaimer – My kids really are nice & most of the time, pretty good but occasionally they are, well, brats! They come by it honestly. Ask my mom! hee,hee
Once again it’s time for my update. Cue local authorities; missing blogger has been found! Just kidding. Had a lot going on the past couple of weeks.
I start school on Monday. Me & my jammies that is. Yep, I made the big leap & signed up for online education. Me, my dt coke, water bottle, jammies & computer. Talk about a long commute. Why from my bedroom to the computer is one dinning area, kitchen & great room. Think I’ll get stuck in traffic? Of course I’ll have to make sure that the dog is outside so that there will be no jams anywhere. ha,ha
The Prince actually brought home a report card w/ a D+, a C, 5 B’s & an A. Talk about wow! Only one D!!!! Of course the fact that he has mostly B’s would suggest that he can definitely do the work. I am really NOT enjoying the teen years & we haven’t even entered them yet. At least his science fair project is done & just needs to be put on the presentation boards. Yeah! He still has two whole weeks before it needs to be turned in. I’m so excited.
The Princess has her usual O+’s. Her teacher keeps apologizing for the S’s but since they were a group deal everyone has to have the same grade. Cracks me up!
And speaking of the Princess. In our faith we baptize children @ the age of eight. It’s a big deal & while it’s a few months away I’ve looking for dresses to fit the occasion. This would be something that she can wear every week too. The big problem is that her skin can be so sensitive to fabrics. They have to be super soft or she gets all itchy & has welts. So… I found this dress that I loved, my mom loved & one of my sisters thought was darling too. Click here to see it. They have a copyright on their photos so I can’t show it but I love this dress. It looks so age appropriate (no veil or crown though) & just adorable. Yep. The Diva did NOT like it. I mean she wasn’t going to get it as I don’t see the sense of paying that much money for a little girl’s dress but still. My sister called it though. She wondered if the Diva would love it as much as I did just because I loved it so much. We did end up getting a dress from this site but the Diva choose an entirely different type of dress. I like it but I was a little surprised by it. Guess I shouldn’t have been. Click here. It is purple (the pink was sold out in her size) & it does have some bling to it! Girl’s gotta have her bling.
So now we come to the TMI portion of this blog. It really is tmi & it deals w/ that dreadful Auntie Flo coming to visit. So no hard feelings if you don’t read this next part. I just had to get it out there cause I was pretty upset by the whole thing. I’m not willing to let the dr I was seeing for 7 months do my hysterectomy for a few reasons one of which might or might not be because she tested me for std’s when she did my pap w/o telling me. I’ve never had a dr not ask me if I wanted that done. She’s done a few other things that made me feel a little violated so… Not going to her anymore. Anyway, here’s the tmi part.
No hysterectomy yet. Went to a new dr last week & she said no. You’re too fat & because you’ve had c-sections I (her) would have to do an open surgery. What if you died on the table? I would feel awful & not be able to work. She really did say that. She was talking really fast so I didn’t get to say WHAT???!!! Or ask her what about me? Doesn’t using 2 18 count boxes of super plus tampons in 24 hrs mean that something is wrong? Oh & she wanted me to get a iud but I’ve had one before & wasn’t very happy w/ it cause I started to flow harder, longer & had bad cramps. Yes, I guess it’s the er for d & cs for me. Of course I have started to work out w/ my wii fit but still. Guess she’s the one who counts in this situation. (yes, I’m looking for a new ob/gyn.) And, yes there was a little bit more to this conversation but not much. It was bad all the way around.
So. That’s that. I hope that you’ll forgive me for being a little bit mia as I struggle to readjust to the rigors of college life. With my one class. At least until March when my psych class starts. Yeah, english & psych! Go … say, what is my new college’s mascot? Guess I have a little more studying to do.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Now usually that is said or mentioned in song but today I’m singing it from the top of my lungs! HALLELUJAH! Now, it’s not because I don’t love my children. I actually love them very much. Hard not to when you’ve worked every day of their lives to help them in some way. They are my joy & delight. They are also my life’s torment. If you don’t have kids try to think back to your childhood w/ your siblings (if no siblings I do feel sorry for you – siblings are great for deflecting any kind of trouble headed your way – just ask my sibs!) & if you do have kids but they’re not @ this delightful stage yet, well, don’t worry. You’ll be there sooner than you think!
So back to my Hallelujah! It’s Monday. It’s the first Monday of school in the new year. Nuff said.
That lovely child who cuddled w/ me for a few hours last night? She wasn’t so lovely @ 5:47 this morning when she decided that she’d slept enough! And as if that wasn’t bad enough she had to get ME involved. Hello? Up w/ you for 2 1/2 stinkin hours last night! Seriously??!!! 5:47am??!!!
Now I remember one of the reasons why we stopped @ 2. Thanks for the reminder, my nocturnal daughter.
Tonight I got to do something that I haven’t done in a while. My daughter had leg cramps (not the pleasant part!) & she needed me to just hold & love her for a bit. I miss having a little one who needs me for so much. I might complain about my pre-teen & my little diva but I absolutely adore them & just a tiny bit of me mourns that they are growing up. Silly, isn’t it? That’s why we have these beautiful little souls in our lives; to nurture & teach, to protect & love. I’m amazed daily @ the things that they are learning. My son is constantly on the go & my daughter would love to be as well. What’s a mom to do but enjoy these moments when the pain has subsided & she can cuddle w/ her child knowing that they still need her.
Okay, so I totally need to remember this when I’m ready to wash my son’s mouth out for his mouthiness & put the diva in time out for being, well, a diva! Sigh…