A Little about my girl - Monkey

Monkey as I have so gracefully nicknamed her, is my oldest daughter. She will be 3 years old May 2010. Last time we had her at the doctor she stood 41 inches tall and weighed 38.1 pounds; she isn't even 3 and wears 4T-5T. She's just tall like her mama.

Monkey definitely knows how to milk the grandparents for anything; cash, toys, candy, you name it she pretty much gets her way at there house when I'm not there. So when she comes home she is just pissed at me most of the time because here she is told "no" from time to time... And on top of that I make her nap, or at least lay down and rest for bit because if she doesn't she will serious loose her mind!

Her favorite foods are

• Chicken & Ranch
• Chips & Dip (of any kind)
• Broccoli & Cheese
• Biscuits & Gravy
• Pizza (with ranch most of the time)
• chocolate, sweets, cookies, and candy of any kind....

Now, this is a ranch eatin' and dippin' family so she really no chance of escaping the ranch craze. This list isn't what she eats everyday, although chicken is for lunch most days, but its the list of - if she could pick what to eat - this would be it.

What is she scared of? The dark and thunder... Every time it rains she totally freaks out...
Bed time is fun around this house we finally got her "big girl" bed up and her room all pretty and its a space just for her but does she want to sleep in there, noooo....
I know its a scary transition so as of now she falls asleep either in my bed or on the couch and then is lifted off to her bed. Drives me crazy but its better than a melt down every night.

Here is the part that is hard for me admit too. She is just like me as a child; stubborn, bull-headed and sassy as she can be. So when my mama said I was gonna get pay back when I had kids she was right... Its like a mini me, and heck I know how i was and still am so parenting isn't gonna be easy for me anytime soon.

In the end, I love her to death. Just last night as she was falling asleep on the couch and her sister was sleeping, I just sat down beside her and stroked her curly hair. I just stared at her - she was so peaceful, so beautiful, it was a simple elegance that took my breath away. It was one of those moments that you know will stay in your memory even when your 85 years old. There are days when I seriously wonder how can I do this for at least 42 more years (lets get real you're never really done being a mommy until your in the ground), but moments like that just help remind me of how precious and truly wonderful she is, screaming, crying, hitting me, or kicking me. She is still truly a blessing to my life.

Stressful Sunday Anyone?

Well today was just not my day at all. I did get to sleep about 6 hours (not straight through of course) thanks to Ladybug, Monkey was at my MILs house. But anyway I wake up and start making muffins because my hubs put in the request the night before. Well I'm mixing away while Ladybug is her bassinet in the kitchen with me....

Does my hubs offer to watch her for me? No.
Does he offer to help in anyway at all? Nope.....
He just comes in the kitchen makes is protein shake and goes back to the couch to watch T.V. I'm like are you serious... Seriously?
So I go tell him "thanks for all the help hun...." and he responded "I didn't know you needed any".

Ok yes I am a woman but this a super in front of that, no there is not. I mean in all honesty he is a bit self-center at times, and totally clueless to what I need from him; which is hard enough to deal with. Yes he works hard and I appreciate that but mentally and emotionally it still seems like he puts himself first and then everything else follows. If only men came with a tell all tag...
But I do love him just cant stand him sometimes time...
So my morning sucked.

My evening, not so hot either... I met my MIL to get Monkey and turns out Maw Maw didn't let, or make her nap... Yea awesome, now I have a grumpy almost 3 year old little girl on my hands.... We headed to my moms house for Sunday dinner and a movie which is not what I was hoping it would be. Fun, relaxing, enjoyable no not at all...It was full of time-outs, and "stop that"s.... On top of that Ladybug had a colic fit or something, all she did there was cry cry cry... A total disaster. I guess my mom could see that I had a bad morning so she was ok with me staying and she helped with the girls... along with my dad. They love anytime with they get to spend with their granddaughter, acting up or not...

So I am home now, Monkey came in the door and she was ready for bed because we didn't home from my moms house until right before 11pm and I got her ready for bed and she sacked out.. Now as for Ladybug, she feel asleep in the car on the way here and stayed asleep while I got monkey ready for bed. But that was it she is back to crying and screaming, and me wondering what to do and hoping that Monkey stays asleep. Luckily somehow she is now back to sleep and I am finally getting to type with two hands!

Wow what a Sunday and its past midnight now and not even Sunday anymore lol....