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Manic Monday: Throw Up!

Who doesn't love throw up to start the morning? 

I could probably just stop there and you would get it, but I won't.

How does such a little tummy hold so much nastiness?  The best part is The Youngest pukes: The Oldest runs  and The Middle One starts to gag, I mean some serious gagging! I am thinking {what is your problem, I am the one wearing it!}

The second blast I couldn't dodge.  Thank heavens The Daddy was here to help out while I showered (he has grown so much in that department). I said it before, I will say it again - I LOVE that man! and I just love Mondays!

Now I am left with all the questions!

Is is a one time deal? Did she eat something? Get into some milk? (she has a dairy, egg,  peanut allergy - that is for another day another drama!)  Is it the stomach flu?  When was she exposed....1, 2, 3, 4 , 5 , 6, 7 days, oh crud!  Should I get my rain coat to wear? take a vacation? 

Are we all going to get sick? Oh my.......drama, drama, drama :0)

Just another Manic Monday..............

Why?

So seriously, why on earth, on the nights I can't SLEEP because the ANXIETY bug has bit again. {What I really should call it is Anxiety Alligator because I could squash a bug but I can't wrestle an alligator.} Where was I? Oh yes, why on those nights when I seriously want to sleep but can't, because my mind RACES, do all my children feel they need to be awake as well! WHY? It never fails, my worst nights, they grace us with their presence.  There I am in bed: Cruising the blogosphere, watching old movies, praying sleep will hit me (I think it is coming) , thinking I am being uber stealth like and quiet {have you ever looked up 'uber', you should, quite interesting really} and the YOUNGEST starts crying.  2:00am!  ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Every Time!!  I wait...................she cries...................she stops.............I wait..................she cries................she stops. Then...............she WAILS! OH MAN! she is not easy to sleep with. I sense the Alligator is coming back. 

{Yep this is going to be a sleepless night. At least it is Sunday, Daddy will be home. I can sleep in}

I go get her.  Mo00000000000mma, Mooooooooooooommmmmmma! She is yelling! I pick her up give her kisses and put her in bed with me and The Daddy (my husband). She immediately snuggles herself in his arm pit.  I think {maybe this will work}.  Then................The Middle One graces us. Walking in all groggy! Daaaaaaddddddddy, Daaaaaadddddddy! OMG! Not her too! I need sleep! I want sleep!  They both immediately start fighting over him.  The Youngest: crying, pushing. The Middle One: crying pushing back. AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!  I JUST WANT TO SLEEP.  I get up. I get a drink. Sniff some Geranium Oil (it helps with anxiety), come back to bed, turn everything off.  Tell The Daddy I should leave he tells me -  no, stay! I STAY.  2:30...........3:00.........kicking...........pushing...............stealing loveys............3:30. I get up (more Geranium, I wish I could drink the stuff), The Daddy takes The Youngest back to bed.   MORE CRYING! She comes back to our bed. OMGoodness! 4:00........4:30.  The Middle One is out, she is actually easy to sleep with.  The Youngest is still awake.  The Oldest, thank the heavens, has not shown herself.  

{I fall asleep as does The Youngest}

5:30 - Apparently the Oldest wakes up! The Daddy emerges from the Bathroom, fully dressed. 6:00! We will be back, he says! { IT'S SUNDAY - No you can't leave me here. They are going to wake up!} 7:00 The Youngest starts stirring! {Now I know you are KIDDING!} She wakes, waking The Middle One.  She gets down.............they start fighting.  Dear LORD! I am so tired! Where is The Daddy? Just a few more moments, then I can get up. What is that smell? HOLY STINK! {now I have to get up} The Youngest is like a machine! I start to move my toes to the side of the bed. HONESTLY! Do I have to get out of this warm comfy bed. Maybe I can just pretend I didn't SMELL that!

I hear the key turn in the door! WhooooooooooHOOOOOOOOOO! The Daddy is home! "girls daddy is home!"  They run...........I sigh.  He hear him say to The Youngest, "wow, you stink. Let's go change you STINKY! "  He comes back shuts the door to our room and tells the girls to stay away, "Mommy is very tired."   

I proclaim to myself and to the good Lord above,    I LOVE that MAN of Mine. I try to go back to sleep but think of this post and had to get up! I AM my worst enemy!

 Again - I ask Why? Any other night is not a big deal but anxious nights are the worst.  Now the question is why on earth the anxiety in the first place?  That is the million dollar question!

You Know You Have Mama Drama When...

1. You have to rely on your three year old to find such things as the remote, your keys, cell phone, and her brother's (who is 6) shoes...I swear the kid is part bloodhound

2. You have to explain to the above said three year old that she must push her baby stroller on the "county road" and not through her brother's "field" in order to maintain peace and harmony in the house. **refer to another post I'm Putting It All Out There to understand why my son would be planting a "field" in my front room.

3. After a thrilling bathtub incident in which a child knocked out her bottom baby tooth, you were almost certain you were going to be Nancy Grace's next hot topic on her show.

4. Apparently, your own mother has nothing better to do with her time than send everyone pies, hugs, snow globes, peeps, hearts, fish, and whatever else you could possibly send on Facebook...I can't keep up!!

5. You actually look forward to the weekly staff meeting because while most think of it as a mind numbing, boring waste of time, you think of it as a "mini vacation" for your brain.

Our Story - The beginning.

So you ask: How did you come up with such a fantastic name - Daily Doses Of Mama Drama?  You probably think that I must have a ton of drama in my life.  I really don't have a lot of drama in my life. Nope - I just attract an array of friends that have drama in their lives. I always have. I think I must have been a counselor or psychiatrist in a past life!  I don't mind really because like I said above I do not have a ton of drama (other than the normal girly drama that comes with raising 3 girls) in my life.  

Anyway back to how I conceived "Mamas with Drama."  I have been blogging for a year now, mainly just my own personal family blog. Just to keep family updated on all our happenings since we live so far away from all our friends and family.  I have a few others as well that I am developing, a recipe blog for instance, because I love to cook and bake. My Friday Five where I reflect upon my week and choose 5 things I have learned,  am annoyed about, or just 5 random thoughts.  I posted this weeks below.  Lately though I have been following some blogs that are more mainstream and by mainstream I mean they have a huge following. I thought to myself,  I want to join these ranks. I cruise the blogosphere daily in awe of the connections that are made between these wonderful awesome women and I want to be connected too!  Maybe it is because I live in the middle of no where and have very few social connections.  My only connection to the outside world is through my computer.  I long to be a part of something bigger.  

At the same time my best good friend and I are always saying that we need a place to rant and rave our daily frustrations that come with being a Mom and wife. Some place we can call our own. We talk about it all the time but never come up with anything. Then the other day I am completely feeling overwhelmed: I am folding laundry, thinking about how I should be teaching ( I homeschool the Oldest ), worried about my husbands job (that is on the verge of disappearing), completely irritated that my toddler is not listening to me  ( I have only asked her 15 times to pick up her jammies and put some panties on), and frustrated that my Youngest has decided to be super clingy that day.  My toddler, we will start calling her (for now) - The Middle One, comes in the room and I say again, "Go put your panties on and pick up your jams - NOW!" She calmly walks back to her older sisters room and says, "Mom is really angry!" and The Oldest says, "I know - you better do what she says."  I think - Nice! I think I need a break. I put the Youngest to bed, turned on some TV for the other girls and took a nice long shower and Voila! Daily Doses of Mama Drama was conceived!  I got out of the shower set it up and here we are - not really sure what to do now but am determined to do something. 

I need a place to call my own, I need a place to connect with other moms and other women, I need a place to vent so that my kids don't worry about when Momma has had enough and can't take it anymore! A place to laugh at myself and   I am hoping this is the place. I brought in my best good friend, Lady Di because she knows drama and she is the one of the funniest gals I know. Hopefully this will be a place to laugh with us, maybe even cry (only because you are laughing so hard you just can't help it), or  maybe just a place to visit while you are out and about in the blogosphere. 

TTFN  If you have any suggestions please let us know. We are new to this whole 'blog amongst the masses' thing!

Friday Five: Lessons Learned

5 things I have learned this week:

1. Sometimes what you think you want isn't what you want when it comes when it isn't wanted. I don't expect anyone to get that but it's where I am right now and it will get you thinking regardless of whether you understand it or not.

2. My children understand me more than I thought they could at such a young age. They really get me which is good in some ways and not so good in others.

3.  Some people are just so stupid: you just want to go up to them and slap some sense into there tiny little pea sized brains. 

4.  Even the strongest minded person in your life can sometimes be overwhelmed and depressed at times.  I realized how much I depend on that person to be my rock in difficult times and how they too can have moments of weakness and may need me to be there rock. I am not sure I am very good at it.

5.  Some people that are anchored in your life will never change, will always know just how to push your buttons and never apologize for the ways they hurt you. You just have to grow tougher skin. 

Eyes Wide Open

5 things I learned this week:

1. Sometimes what you think you want isn't what you want when it comes when it isn't wanted. I don't expect anyone to get that but it's where I am right now and it will get you thinking regardless of whether you understand it or not.

2. My children understand me more than I thought they could at such a young age. They really get me which is good in some ways and not so good in others.

3.  Some people are just so stupid: you just want to go up to them and slap some sense into there tiny little pea sized brains. 

4.  Even the strongest minded person in your life can sometimes be overwhelmed and depressed at times.  I realized how much I depend on that person to be my rock in difficult times and how they too can have moments of weakness and may need me to be there rock. I am not sure I am very good at it.

5.  Some people that are anchored in your life will never change, will always know just how to push your buttons and never apologize for the ways they hurt you. You just have to grow tougher skin. 

All over the place

5 things I have learned this week

1.  The more I watch the news the more irritated I become with the current government and am convinced that I made the right choice in November and that most Americans made the wrong one.  AAAAAAAggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

2. This week, my thoughts are suffocating me.

3.  Just when I think I am over my miscarriage .  Someone reminds me that I'm not and need more time. I guess it has only been 2 weeks. I wish I could fast forward a little bit.

4.   That mopping can be fun with a little Lady Ga Ga turned on and no one watching. :)  Not to mention a work out.

5.  All you need is A "Pocketful of Sunshine" and  to "Just Dance" and everything will be okay! Da da doo doo!!!