Posts Tagged ‘nanny

12
Oct
09

I’m Back! Monday Dribble

Happy Monday!

First let me just say thank you to everyone who sent the wonderful emails and messages last week.  The D&C was done last Monday and I am feeling much better to have put it behind us.  I just needed to take the week last week to just recoup and be with my family.  It was good for me to do that and I think it helped a lot with the healing/grieving process.

We saw the NEW awesome Dr W today for my post-op follow up.  He thinks that we should be ready to begin the process again in December.  So that is what we are going to shoot for.  Time will tell how my body reacts to everything and what the exact time frame will be but I am very optimistic that next time we will get a healthy pregnancy.

So moving on to funnier things, since that’s how I roll, yo!

Heh

Today while I was in the shower, Monkey was playing around the bathroom waiting for me.  When I got out of the shower, he stood there frozen staring at me.

Eyes as big as saucers.

In one hand he held the toilet brush *gag*.

And in the other… MY TOOTHBRUSH.

Oh yeah.

And guess who hadn’t brushed her teeth yet?  Just thinking of all of the things that he could have done with that toothbrush while I was in the shower made me a little dizzy.  LOL

At twenty months of age, Monkey has already learned the yummy goodness that is the “Cookie”.  This has recently been realized as a pretty cool thing.  Here is why.

He doesn’t like to try anything new.  ANYTHING new.  He turns up his nose and hollers at me every time I try.  By his reaction, you would think I offered him a flaming turd!

*shrug*

I want him to try new things, so I have to be creative.  I try to trick the toddler brain.  Last week I got him to eat slices of cucumber by asking him “want a cookie?”  Today, slices of Apple, same thing.  How bad am I?

Eh, it works.  I am going to go with what works.

Ok, I have a serious issue.  And I really need some advice from y’all.

The babysitter.  Monkey LOVES her.  But she is stinking up the house!  It’s insane how bad the smell of dog urine is after she is here.  As soon as she walks in the door I am smacked in the face by it.  I have no idea what to do about it.  I am sure she doesn’t realize this and up until now, I haven’t felt that there is any way that I could tell her.  But now, I think I have to.  I am using a TON of febreeze and Lysol every day now to rid the smell from my house.  I have to febreeze everywhere that she sat.  Which isn’t hard to figure out because the green smoke rising from the carpet or couch cushion is a good indicator.

All I can think of is that while she is here, Monkey has to suffer through that smell.  If it were me, I would go crazy.  I never get used to the smell.  I can’t imagine how anyone ever could.

I have been checking my carpet with the black light almost every evening now to make sure it isn’t my dogs.

I don’t know what to do!!!

Would you tell her?  How?!?!  Please tell me what you think I should do because I don’t want to lose her as a Nanny but I can’t deal with it anymore.  *sigh*

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02
Oct
09

Yay! It’s Friday Dear So and So!!!

Dear So and So...

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Dear Dr W,

You are my new doctor.  Oh my effing god you ROCK!  You are so awesome and I am so glad I found you.

Even though I am petrified about having the D&C on Monday, I couldn’t ask for a more competent doctor.  And I trust your judgment that we cannot wait any longer.

The glowing review from Dr G really helped but when I learned that you used to partner with the doctor the delivered my son, now THAT makes me heart you.  Totally.

I am so glad I found you and when you said that you couldn’t wait to you deliver my next child, I knew.  I really, really knew.

You rock,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

I am so happy that you are back.  I am officially swooning.  I fall in love with you all over again every day.  It’s wonderful.  I am so lucky.  (And so are you *grin*)

Loving you always,

Wife

PS… You, me, wine, candlelight, Saturday night, be there *wink*

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Dear Monkey,

I love how even though I didn’t have to tell you how much Mommy was going through you just knew.  You have been my little rock this week.  Your extra hugs and kisses when I don’t even expect them are AMAZING.  I am so blessed to have such a perfect tiny man in my life.

Love you baby,

Mommy

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Dear Nanny,

Monkey loves you.  And this in turn makes Hubby and I love you.  However, it has begun to puzzle me how you oddly smell of Indian food and dog urine lately.  At first, I thought maybe it was me.  However, now I have had to change Monkey’s clothes and Febreeze the entire house after your departure the last two times you were here.

We will continue to love you, but do tell… what’s the deal?  Anything I can do?

Puzzled,

Cass

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Dear Daisy,

Thank you for jumping up to greet Mommy when she came home from the doctor today.  I love how much you love me.  However, the HUGE HOLE you tore in my new shirt… doesn’t love you.

Now hold still so I can cut your dang nails!!!

Also, can you tell me why EVERYONE in this house has fingernail issues, including yourself??

Frustrated,

Mom

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Dear Steelers,

Please feel free to kick some Chargers tail this weekend.

Yay!! 🙂

Proudly sporting my black and gold,

Cass

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Dear Mother Nature,

Awwwww, thank you SOOOOO much for finally reading my letters, emails and texts, however, I suspect the sky writing plane with the sign “BRING COOLER WEATHER… PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!” may have done the trick.  81 degrees today?  You ROCK!

Thank you, thank you, thank you,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Want to participate in Dear So and So?  Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Can’t wait to read your letters!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Smootchies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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about moi…

Hi, my name is Cass. I am married to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally. I’m a stay at home mom to a rockin’ 2 year old boy who I call Monkey. I have an 12 year old step-daughter who lives in another state. We miss her daily. We also have two fur babies, Daisy and Jazz, who keep us on our toes. They are awesome!

I am a complete goofball, a photographer and a constant out loud thinker. I am a grammar challenged, vulgar, cursing, sex obsessed Big Mama fumbling through life. Among other things, I battle PCOS causing infertility, Bi Polar, Anxiety and OCD.

Currently I am riding the fertility roller coaster in an attempt to make Monkey #2. This blog is about a little of everything. I hope you enjoy. Read at your own risk!

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