Milo 4 months.

I have been such a slacker lately but there has just been so much on our plates I feel stressed to the max. Milo had his 4 month visit over 2 weeks ago. He was 15.6lbs. and 27inches. He is a ginormous baby. He smiles at me every time I call him Fatso Fatso. My mom keeps telling me I am going to give him a complexion. He doesn't really look chunky just really long. Our Dr. said we could start him on solids if we wanted or we could wait. We are choosing to wait until he shows us he is ready or he hits 6 months which ever comes first. He seems to be content with the bottle right now. I will update tomorrow with pictures.

I better set up a college fund now.

This week in Eve's preschool they are learning about safety so she came home and told us when we are in trouble she needs to call 9-0-1.

Adam was hiding her kitty. He told her it was under Milo's owl. Owl is about 4 inches big. Kitty is about 12 inches big. She picked up the owl to see if it was there.

She went over to Milo while he was in his bouncy chair playing and started crazily shaking the chair on him. We had to tell her our favorite saying in the house, "Don't shake the baby!" (It is a joke on the fact while in the hospital with Milo we were constantly told not to shake the baby.)

She is a bright one!

Worst Week.

I had the worst day at work on Tuesday.

Adam got laid off Tuesday.

My in-laws told Adam Thursday that they are moving back to WI in a few days. They have had their house on the market for 2 months and lied to us about it. We are beyond furious with them. I don't even care that they are moving I am mad that they lied about it. It will be a long time before I allow them back into my family's life. I am sick of them hurting Adam and I am not going to let them do it to Eve and Milo. This event is just the icing on the cake of ways they have disappointed him. They are never there when he needs them in fact they like to do the exact opposite when he needs them. I am so mad that I sit her so furious about how they treat Adam and our kids while they go on their merry little way and not even have a clue how much they hurt their children and grandchildren.

I feel like I have been swallowed up by sadness this week.

I am so thankful for Adam, Eve, and Milo because they have been my sunshine

Mom of the year.

Adam and I were sitting at the table eating grilled Velvetta cheese sandwiches and Adam was saying it is too bad Eve doesn't like cheese because they were really yummy. Right after that Eve came over to ask what we were eating. I told her Velvetta sandwiches and she said she wanted a bite. We gave her some and she liked it. Then she asked what Velvetta was and I told her it was meat because if I told her it was cheese she would never eat it again. So now the joke is that we eat Velvetta meat sandwiches.

Other than that I have just been really busy with work and just don't feel like I will ever catch up. Work has had a lot of up and downs and I am trying to roll with the punches and keep a positive attitude.

Work Mornings.

So I head back to work tomorrow. I am not especially looking forward to it. I am going to have to drop the kids off at different places which means my already hectic mornings are going to be even more rushed. I did a trial run of how my morning would work. Here is what I think I am going to need to do. First of all everything needs to be packed and ready to go the night before and clothes need to be laid out because there is like zero time to mess around.

4:45-5:30-Work out.
5:30-6:00-Shower and Dressed.
6:00-6:15-Get Milo dressed and fed.
6:15-6:30-Get Eve up and ready.

My DH gets up at 5:45 to get ready and out of the house by 6. I foresee a little arguing that will ensue in the mornings if he doesn't shape up. First of all he gave me a hard time because I got the mirror foggy while I took a shower because he needed to get ready for work. Second Milo started fussing this morning while I was working out. Not a huge deal. A couple of quick jaunts to his room and a pacifier fix later and he is all better. Well as I am trying to finish my makeup Adam is getting ready to leave and Milo is fussing again. I ask Adam to give Milo his pacifier so that I can finish getting dressed. His response I am trying to get ready to leave. Really... and starting tomorrow what do you think I am going to do???? I seriously will bite his head off if he says that to me tomorrow. I am sorry that I need his help but for Pete's sake if you can't get ready because I need your freaking help wake up 5 minutes earlier. If it continues I am pretty sure that Adam will be going to work late one day and getting himself and both kids ready and off to their respective places for just one morning. It is a total freaking pain. I hate being rushed and I hate trying to get Eve ready in the morning. She will fight me tooth and nail the whole morning and it seems that Milo is going to do the same thing since he has done nothing but whine since he got up. And I swear if he cries the whole 30 minute ride to daycare I might just lose it. I honestly wouldn't mind going to work each day if my mornings weren't so rushed. When your morning starts off feeling like you are spinning out of control it makes for a crappy day all around.

He is getting so big.

I have to download the 3 month pictures from our other camera but I took this video this morning. He is developing so fast. Last week he was not grabbing for things at all he would only kick his legs to make them bounce well today I looked over and he was holding the oooooohl (as Eve so cutely called it before realizing it actually is an owl and the name has stuck ever since.)

We have a swimmer!

Way to go Eve! I am soooooooo proud of you!!!!!!!Milo's first time in the pool.