Boober

This has been in my head for days.  Well this and the goba soup song also from Fraggle Rock…  OUT DAMN SPOT OUT!!

LOL Taiwan

They did another one which I find better than the Tiger Woods skit.

Mom brag: letters!

Amelia is still the more verbal of the two and shows off a lot.  I’m pretty sure Elly is on par with Mia, but she doesn’t seem to care about naming stuff all that much.  Amelia will point out EVERYTHING, tell you the color, shape, letter, number, anything she knows.  All. the. time.

For their birthday the girls got foam letters meant for the bath.  In an effort to see the floor what we found of them were put in a gift bag on Friday.  Amelia then carried the gift bag around the house for a while.  I walked in on her talking to her great grandmother.  She was taking the foam letters & numbers out of the bag and handing them to her.  She named everything right save two, which I can hardly fault her for.  She called the 8 a B and the V a U, which looking at the letters sometimes I mix up myself.  I wish I had a camera at the time, but I didn’t.  I’ll have to catch her doing it soon though.  It was a very proud mom moment to see her going A, O, P, H, T … green!, Y, and being correct about them all.

Making time for me?

This sounds horridly selfish, and I don’t think I mean it the way most people do, but it’s going to be what I strive to do this year.  I look in the mirror and all I see looking back at me is a mess.  All the little things add up.  Some I can fix, like doing something with my hair.  I haven’t even so much as trimmed since before the twins were a year old.  Some things I can’t do anything about like the horrid sleepless look I have about me.  This will only be resolved when the kids let me sleep for more than 4 hours at a time (and that 4 hours is a good night!).  Thinking on it I don’t think I’ve had a good full night’s sleep since early first trimester with the twins…  wow.

My first hurdle is want.  There’s and obscene amount of pressure for the “modern woman” to define herself apart from her family.  You see quotes all over the place about how a woman was never truly happy until she took time to be herself on her own.  This is always justified because carving out time to be alone and focus on X, Y, and/or Z, the woman can be a better wife and mother.  Along the same vain is the ever recommended leave the kids behind for a “date night” or a “couples get-away.”  This is not me.  I don’t understand this line of thought and probably never will.  As a working mother I find the opposite to be true.  The time away from my children hurts me enough as it is.  Whenever they are out of my sight they are in my thoughts and I actually ache to see them again.  It sounds cliche, but it’s 100% truth.  When talking to others about making time for me there’s this assumption that I either don’t want to or shouldn’t include my family.   I’m a strong working woman, why wouldn’t I fit into the status quo?  I feel completely backwards about it apparently.  If the kids can’t be a part of it, then I have no real desire to do it.  I know I need to take time out for me that doesn’t include the family on occasion.  I just don’t want to and that’s why I put it first.  I really think doing things that require me to take a time out so to speak is going to be beyond difficult for me.

Time is the second but probably equally large hurdle.  Even if I want to do something it doesn’t always mean I can.  Gourry and I work very different hours for the most part.  This means unless we schedule more than a month in advance, he and I will probably not share our off days.  While this is great from a saving on day care prospective, this also means we’re alone with the kids most of the time.  With three under the age of two, this isn’t a small thing.  They require 100% of our attention and then some.  Finding time to do something as seemingly simple as going to get my hair cut is a rather complex task.

Money is third.  We have none for a variety of complex reasons I’m not getting into now.  I have a friend at work that has been bugging me for the better part of a year to join a gym near work.  It solves the motivation issue as he’ll be the bug in my ear.  It also solves the time issue as we can go at lunch.  A gym membership takes money I don’t have.  I’ve looked into them and even on the cheap it’s really something we can’t afford right now.

So my goal for this year is to make some time for me.  Just enough to take care of the little things to help me feel like less of a mess.  Back to back pregnancies with twins and serious health complications have left me feeling bleh.  I want to commit to eating at least three times a day and taking the time to have it not be crap.  I want to work out a way to exercise that includes the kids.  Not sure what that will be while it’s winter, but I see more walking and jogging when it warms up, like I was doing a couple years ago.  Here’s to hopefully a very different year to come~

Gay marriage…

Just saw a big thing on the news about this going to the supreme court.  The arguments against are getting more and more reaching.  The most consistent ones are culture norm and family aka marriage law is there for kids and gays can’t have kids together therefore t hey shouldn’t be legally married.

The culture norm argument, I get.  It makes sense whether or not I agree with it.  We’re still largely a Christan society and most all Christan sects condemns same sex romantic relationships.

This for the kids/family is crap though.  Marriage has always been about property first, bloodlines second.  Add in the joke no fault divorce has made of the institution of marriage, and I don’t think the family argument holds water.  Not when we don’t filter marriage except by sex.  Criminals form all walks including those that harm children and that are on death row can get married.  Elderly people that can’t have children anymore are allowed to get married.  Infertile people in general are allowed, as are those that plain don’t want kids.  Anyone, married or not can adopt a child.  Gay people adopt all the time.  Some even have their own kids with various advances in modern medicine.  There is and never was a “only if you have” kids clause.  …and I’m rambling.

Bottom line is marriage in the legal sense has never had children at the forefront.  Beyond that our marriage and family law is very broken and has been for years.  “OMGTEHGAYS” is just the newest scapegoat and it annoys me greatly.

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Monkey Moo-ie!

So that favorite movie thing?  Looks like Curious George: A Very Monkey Christmas has won out for now.  They got it on DVD from Gourry’s Step mom and will watch it on repeat 24/7 if we let them.  They demand it by name and beg “more please” when the credits roll.  Not that long ago I really liked Curious George…