Yes indeed, I let February pass by without blogging-well, I am also drinking Diet Coke more-less water-wrong way right? There has been action around the house-too much for this women to tell you the truth. Last year at this time I was stressed out about the wedding, this year I am trying not to kill my children, well one really.
Evan had a birthday in Feb-making him 12 years old! A real tween-yes we have hit the puberty time. I am a little discombobulated-cause I remeber being a little weird feeling, but then again I started my period and grew titties. What exactly happens to a boy-not so sure. I try to understand but the disrespect, the dishonesty, the constant mind peircing "no""don't want to", I swear I understand why my parents liked to smack me and my brothers. Eye rolling-all of it. Well, it finally all went "BOOM" last week. I got a call that Evan had been in an altercation in the hallway with another student. He was suspended from school for three days. So, he was grounded, he was talked to. I try my best, I give it all I got and just feel let down each time. I felt at the end of my rope, so who do I ask for parenting advice from-my parents. I think I was really desperate, right. Well, they all said that maybe it was that they didn't feel like they got alone time with us.
So, my solution-every wednesday we will play a family game together-or watch a movie-I already picked one child per week to decide what to do. That way less fighting. Also I am having a breakfast date with each of the kids-Kyle was this weekend. He wanted IHOP-I tried to converse, but he was too interested in eating his pancakes and going to Walmart to pick out his birthday present. Yes my little boy turned 8 yesterday-crazy, they are all getting so old-not babies anymore.
So, then I had a little scare of my own. My normally right on time aunt Flo-she decided not to come on time. So, by Saturday it had been like 9 days and I was getting a little nutty thinking-what if. Well, my problem is that my tubes are tied-well clipped really, so if I did get pregnant-it may be in the tube and could cause some mega problems. Well, I told hubby I was worried, he said not to, cause he was positive that he han't done the deed that caused pregnancy-but anyway!! Finally on Sunday Aunt Flo did show her ugly little head. What this scare did to me, like the scare in July is does hubby want a baby? I do, well at least I will take it if it happens, it would be a miracle, so I would gladly accept a new baby. Hubby, well I don't know. I think he is thinking that three is enough-but if it happened then he would work with it then. So, I know I will not be getting the $4000 or more surgery, so what is left-well there are millions of babies that are given away each year-some that just need a home. So, maybe when we get our new house with enough room, I can talk him into adopting a baby-or two!:)
