So much going on

Man it's been awhile since i've written in here. I always forget I have this thing here. Well to update on DH's leg, he's fine now. He was out of work for awhile, and it's still hurting, but the stiches are out, and he's doing good.

Well, I'm now 33 weeks into my pregnancy, and things are going ok. Of course my blood pressure is up, so I'm on medication, and will probably have the baby in 4-5 weeks as long as no major problems arise. I'm feeling ok though, and I think i'll make it to 37 weeks.

My brother's wedding is in two weeks, almost one, and I can't believe it. I really don't want to go, but have no choice. I really don't like his wife to be, she's such a pain, and to think she was my friend when we were in high school. She's just not the friend she used to be and has hurt me in so many ways. Megan and Zach are in the wedding but Nik is no where allowed, but my neice elizabeth who is 2 months younger then Nik, is in the wedding and allowed there the whole time. It just really pisses me off but whatever! It's going to be such a crazy day, driving all over the known world, I really don't want to go, but at the same time I can't wait to get it over with!

What was he thinking????

So I wake up this morning to that wonderfully nasty smell my dog gives me sometimes when DH doesn't take him out before he leaves for work, and forgets to tell me. So of course i'm mad, and decided to call and leave a message on his office phone, b/c i know he's not there yet. After it's cleaned and the kids have had their breakfast, and milk, and are watching some tv. i decide it's time to get on the computer and wait for my phone call so i can really yell at him. Maybe about an hour later the phone rings, and it's my DH's office line, so i answer expecting to hear his voice, but instead i hear, "Hi Marie, this is debbie. I just wanted to call and tell you there was an incident. Matt's office was jammed and he fell through some ceiling tiles trying to get in. He's ok, but he's going to the hospital to get stitches. One of us will call you to update." I was completely in shock. I really couldn't phatom how the heck he fell through tiles. I've been to the back offices in lenox, it's on the bottom floor, really how did he fall through a ceiling. So still in shock, about a half hour later, there's another phone call from ST. Peter's hospital, the nurse puts me through to him in the ER, and the first thing out of my mouth is, "what the heck happened?" "Well, " he says, " My office door was jammed and i couldn't get in so i thought that if i went through the ceiling i could get in." Still confused I said, " How did you get into the ceiling?" "Well, i went into the office next to mine, moved the ceiling tile, climbed up, and started to crawl through, but i fell and when i feel i cut my leg on a piece of metal" Now of course lots of things are running through my head, my dh is a big fan of 24, and for all of you who watch that show, will totally understand my thinking. I kept from saying it out loud, but i thought, man, does he think he's jack bauer or something, really he thought he could climb through the ceiling. I know that's where he got the idea from. So now i'm just waiting to hear from him again, and see if Myself or Debbie is going to pick him up. He tore off a bit of his skin, it's apparantly a pretty bad cut, but he's ok. I will probably make the jack bauer comment to him when he gets home. I'm still in shock!

Just another day

Well, today is my wonderful birthday, hooray!! yeah right, it's not much different from any other day. Dh is working all day, b/c of course he forgot to ask for the night off, but he can remember to take the night off next thursday when he wants to go out drinking with his friends. But my mom called, surprised to say, she wants to treat me to pizza, so yeah, free pizza I'm all for it. I don't want to drive the hour to get there, but i have the good car today so I'm happy about that.

I woke up this morning to hear "Happy Birthday Mama", zach was climbing on me, and then gave me a hug. Aww, thanks little man, lets remember to be that nice today, instead of running in the kitchen, grabbing whatever food you can get your tiny little hands on before I get there, or slamming the bathroom door open, breaking my lock, so that you can play in the water!

Then it's Megan's turn, what a sweet kid, let's hope that she decides to listen to me today, instead of tuning me out for spongebob. Wishful thinking I know.

Of course the day is going as usual, except I'm actually getting the job of laundry accomplished!! Wow, Nikolas isn't throwing all the clean cloths on the floor, that's covered with dog hair. I may get a few loads in this morning instead of waiting until they are all in bed tonight. So now it's supposed to be nap time, but it's not really working, Nikolas is sleeping, but he never refuses his nap. Megan is as always ignoring me for spongebob, and zach is trying once again to break my bathroom lock.

I'm going to turn off the tv, send them to bed, which i know they won't stay up there, and then have some lunch myself, and maybe get to watch a show or two of mine.

Cloth diapering

Ok, here's my first real blog. I've made the decision to cloth diaper my new baby coming, and my toddler nikolas. Yes, i know to many people, it sounds crazy, but it's very easy, and i actually like it. I've recently got my diapers i ordered for nikolas, and have been cloth diapering him for almost a week, and i'm quite enjoying it. You might think that the whole poop thing would be disgusting, but actually it's not that bad. I was annoyed at my mom b/c she was like i give you two weeks, and you'll be back to disposables, and i was like no way, i'm sticking to it. It bothers me that my family has no faith in me at all. I know that she never supports me but she should shut up once in awhile. She was like well what are you doing to do when you go out? What do you think i'm going to do?? I'm going to take my wet bag, and when he needs a change, the dirty diaper goes in the bag (that zippers, holds wetness, and holds in smells so no one will smell it) and a new clean cloth one goes on. it's not much different from disposable, except you don't throw away the diaper. It's going to save me a ton of money, I'm not going to have to worry about diapers anymore, if there's any left, or, oh crap, matt left for work , took the car, and i don't have any diapers, nor can i go get them. If i run out, just toss it in the washing machine. Anyway, I haven't told the rest of the family except for my neice darlene, and my sister kristen (i'm sure my big mouth mother told the rest anyway), but i know how they will react. They will think i'm stupid, and that it's so gross, and it's just one more reason to keep marie away! Whatever! I don't need them anyway!

A little introduction

Well, i figured i would first post a little about myself. I'm Marie, a mother of three and soon to be mother of four, sometimes i can't believe that, four kids. I remember when i was just a mother of one! I've been married for about 6 yrs, and even though we may have our rough times, it's been a wonderful marriage. We had our first in 2000, a girl, Megan she's deffinately a princess, she acts like one, thinks like one, and seems to think that she should be treated like one. I love her to death, but sometimes she needs to be brought down to earth, and her little sassy attitude stopped in it's tracks. Zachary was born in 2003. He was diagnosed with autism in 2006. He's very mild, but behavior changes this past summer have deffinately been leading me to pull out my hair. I don't know what to do about it, and his wonderful teachers are absolutely NO HELP!!!! His stimming has increased, he's hitting, bitting, melting down, having fits, he's a totally different zach. Nikolas was born in 2005, He's my one and only blonde, then odd man out!! Looks like his daddy, and nothing like me, i swear when i'm out with my kids without my husband, people think i adopted him. but he is my mama's boy! very much a trouble maker, in his terrible two's, recking havoc, into everything, i've put locks on all my doors just to keep him out, and keep my sanity in check. Although my kids can run me crazy they can knock me out with their smiles, and i'm sorry mommy, i love you! ahhhh the joys of motherhood!