Moms Don't get Sick

I don't know who told me this lie but it is not true at all. I wake up this morning to a soaked 8 month old, so much for the expensive diapers they don't work either. I go to wake up the spoiled one and she is buring up. GREAT!!! That means call the daycare and the doctor and start cleaning. Cleaning is something I try to avoid at all costs, but not today. So we go the doctor with the confused one and the spoiled one only to wait for ever. Why do they schedule anappointment and charge you if you are late? They never get charged if they are late, I bet they would be on time if it worked that way. It's strep, how the heck do you get strep in 100 degree weather?? Off to the drug store where I swear every senior citizen in town was there with a question. By this time the spoiled one had chills and wants to leave without the medicine. We eventually get it after I tell her to just keep crying hoping that I annoy one of the pharmacist's enough that they will fill her medicine. Finally off to the house.


Oh crap we don't have popsicles and that is what she wants, that means we have to stop at the store and of course it's Wal-Mart that's on the way. I think Wal-Mart was invented so we could all have a little taste of hell. But in I run for popsicles with two in tow. I leave the store with popsicles, three different types of light bulbs, two my little ponies, hello kitty band aids and a deck of cards. How does that even happen?

Now to the house to clean, but then I am getting calls and emails that work needs something so I try to get those two to sleep, ha!!! The spoiled one watched Sponge Bob and I sat the confused one on the floor hoping that all chockables were off the floor (they weren't but she is fine).

Work is done, cleaning is not, no one is asleep and the chills and sore throat has set in on me. So now we will have strep in the house for about a month, I am hoping this will all pass very soon.

Sleep

Isn't it funny how as a parent how you look at your children sleeping and think how cute they are. Even if two or three of them still smell like stinking dogs because they didn't wash good enough in the bath. Amazing what angels they look like when they sleep. Every night I go to all the rooms and check on them, it's usually around midnight before I get to bed and they are all asleep but it has become a nightly routine for me. They are so sweet as they sleep and you check to make sure they are still breathing and no one has any headphone from Ipods or PSP's wrapped around there necks and go to bed. Then of course there is the nightly routine of getting up atleast once with the confused one and once with one of the other ones, so my sleep is about 3 to 4 hours a night. Morning comes and they just don't seem so sweet anymore. As I try to get the spoiled and confused one ready for daycare, realizing I forgot to make and label the bottles for one and the other has show and tell that day and doesn't know what to bring, the others are looking for homework, they need lunch money, or a certain pair of shorts and oh by the way mom and can you pick me up from a game after school, they don't seem so sweet anymore.

I wish I could tell you how many times I have walked out of my house to go to work without shoes, or my hair brushed or even without the labled and prepared bottles. I wonder why on earth I work. Then reality kicks in, 5 kids and school is out in the summer, do you really want to be home with them all day for 3 months???? So I work to get away. If they could just sleep all the time they would all be so sweet to me. There is nothing better then rocking a sleeping baby but in my house that normally lasts about 2 minutes before someone screams for me or at each other and there goes that moment of sanity. If only.......

Sperm v. Egg

Is if I have nothing better to do with my time, I decided to start a blog. I have been writing since I was a child, nothing to brag about believe me. But sometimes it makes things easier when you just get it out of your system. I am a mother of five, I work full time and my husband (6th child) is gone alot. Not that I blame him, I think it was smart on his part to find a job where he wasn't home all the time, to bad he thought of it first...... My children are 14 drama queen, 12 sports junkie, 9 potty mouth, 4 spoiled rotten (thought this was the last one) and 8 months confused. When I was a kid it was normal for people to have a big family, there were 4 of us. Now anywhere you go people just can't believe it, "don't you know what causes that?" That questions drives me insane. I like to blame it on my husband of course, I mean it's not like my egg goes out of my body and gets his sperm and then I bring it back, he does it, it's his sperm that fights through everything and attacks my poor egg who is begging to just be left alone and washed away on the next cycle. Every time I ever told him I was pregnant he always looked at me with such amazement, with this shocked look on his face like "how did that happen" well idiot how do you think? I love him dearly but sometimes I think he is clueless. 5 children later we decided that is it, we are out of money, time and sanity. I just figure my chances are greater for one of them to be rich.