Posts Tagged ‘Princess’
Underdog is Invisible
So I guess I didn't scare you off, huh? Good! Welcome back!
Did you know Underdog is invisible? I sure didn’t. But according to Princess, it’s right there in the Pledge of Allegiance…
“…and to the republic for which it stands
one nation
Underdog…is invisible….
with liberty and justice for all”
Blue Monday
That’s what Princess has declared today. Oh she doesn’t mean “blue” as in sad or depressing. She is just randomly assigning colors to various days. After all, if Friday can be “Black Friday” then why can’t there be a Pink Saturday, a Green Sunday and a Blue Monday?
That child of mine has an amazing imagination. She writes stories. She writes songs. I even have a video on YouTube of her playing her Hannah Montana guitar as she sings a song about waiting for me to pick her up after school….something about “Mom picking me up at the end of the day” which I think might be the name of the song.
And here I sit bragging about how creative my kid is after having a semi-intelligent debate about the term “Mommy blogger” and how so-called Mommy bloggers talk about stuff besides their kids, ya know. The reason I say semi-intelligent debate is because it was with myself and there can’t really be anything fully intelligent about debating with yourself, can there?
I know some people can be pretty ferocious about that “Mom blog” label whether they love it or hate it. Me, I’m on the fence about it. On one hand, I don’t like being defined by my ability to reproduce. But on the other hand, I am a Mom and I do blog and one of the topics I blog about is my kids. So what’s wrong with being called a “Mommy blogger” anyway? I’ve made some great connections – and I don’t just mean the business kind, I also mean friendships – through this blog. Why should anyone be taken less seriously as a blogger because they’re a mom?
More importantly, who gives a crap? Call me what you want. I’m not offended by the Mommy blogger label nor do I desperately cling to it. I’ve been called worse things than a Mommy blogger.
I just like blogging about my kids and how cool and smart and funny and annoying they are. So let’s go back to that, shall we?
Another one of Princess’ newest things is Snoopy. We watched ‘Snoopy, Come Home’ on TV the other day and she bawled like a baby when Snoopy left to go be with his other owner, that little girl in the “hosipal” (which is Princess-speak for “hospital.”) She cried so hard she fell asleep doing that sobbing thing. Yet she went back for more. It came on again and we watched it…again. Then we found it on YouTube and she watched it…again.
I don’t really have a point to this post which is why its kind of all over the place. These are just some of those things I wanted to write out so I can come back to it later and laugh about how when Princess was 6, she used to give color names to the days and she cried over a Peanuts cartoon.
I can’t take much more of this
I don’t know what to do.
As I write this, Princess is throwing an ear-splitting headache-inducing tantrum because Bubba threw away an empty, cut-up, Teddy Grahams box. It had these little cut-outs on the back of the box so I cut those out and gave the boxes to my son to put in the trash. Princess lost.her.mind.
Then as he was taking the trash outside, he started removing a piece of paper that she had drawn on and then taped to our door. That made things even worse. She was sobbing to the point where I couldn’t understand a word she was saying. And you know those stupid little postcards for magazine subscriptions? Don’t even think about putting that in the trash can unless you’ve got a lot of Tylenol on hand.
And now Bubba is pissed off and crabby because he’s sick of listening to her scream. And I get to sit here and listen to both of them scream at each other. I gave up on trying to please them both.
I try to teach my son how NOT to react to her but he just gets mad at me and yells and complains about what SHE is doing. But getting her to stop doing whatever it is she does to annoy him is next to impossible.
So who do I “fix” first? Trying to get Sissy and Bubba to be aware of Princess’ “issues” – she’s an HSC and has sensory processing disorder – and asking them adjust their behaviors is exhausting me. But trying to get Princess not to behave the way she does is exhausting too. Not to mention the fact that when I DO try, everyone acts like I’m “coddling” her and spoiling her and that that’s the reason she acts this way.
I am at the end of my rope. And being single, I don’t have someone else to step in and play referee while I try to get laundry and dinner done.
I am drained and teetering on the edge of depression again.
My newest addiction
I love blog giveaways. Not only do you get the chance to win some very cool stuff, you also get to discover new products and new blogs.
I’ve entered quite a few giveaways and I’ve even won two of them. A few weeks ago, I entered a giveaway from Pinks & Blues “Mama Loves Giveaways” (yes, she does!) for a 25th Birthday ‘My Little Pony’ set and won! It came in the mail a couple of days ago. 
Princess was so THRILLED to have 3 new members in her My Little Pony Family. (Remember the pictures of her riding her My Little Pony bike? She loves My Little Pony!) I think we might need a DNA test to determine Butterscotch’s father though. As you can see in this picture, the other two – Bluebell and Cotton Candy – look exactly like their mothers but we can’t say the same about Butterscotch. Oddly enough, we don’t have any other yellow ponies in our house. This is what happens when you leave them in an unlocked car while you’re grocery shopping.
So, anyway, speaking of giveaways, I received an email tonight from Hybrid Mom telling me I was one of the recipients of a Smashbox cosmetics set valued at $50 for answering their survey last week. Woot!! I’m kind of a makeup junkie so I’m excited! I can’t wait to see what all is in it!
One of the bad things about being a single mom is that there’s rarely any money for luxuries and treats. I mean, I’d never be able to treat myself to Smashbox products and I wouldn’t have been able to buy that My Little Pony set for Princess any time soon. So I don’t think the people who host these giveaways always know just how special these things are to the winners.
Liar liar pants on fire
You would not believe the accusations in Sperm Donor’s latest motion. Asking for “emergency custody”, calling me “psychologically abusive”, asking for the court to order me to take Princess to the daycare he wants her to go to which is 30 miles from my house, putting words in the therapist’s mouth.
Yeesh.
Anyway, speaking of Princess, there’s something wrong with her. I don’t mean in a “she’s so weird!” kinda way. I mean like physically wrong with her. This afternoon she fell asleep in the recliner while watching a movie which was no big surprise considering she got up when I did early this morning so I knew she’d be tired later in the day.
But then I took her to her appointment and she just burst into tears over something small that usually would just frustrate her a little bit. She’d said something earlier about her head hurting but I didn’t think much of it. See, we were in Target and I said something about getting Tylenol and she asked me what it was and I told her it was for my headache. Five minutes later, she says she has a headache. I shrugged it off.
Then we’re walking through Aldi grabbing a few groceries and she would be fine one minute – chattering away, talking to Sissy on the phone – then she’d start crying again, saying her tummy hurts and she just wants to go home. One minute she’s asking for Burger King, the next minute I can’t even talk her into eating some applesauce.
We get home, she curls up on the couch next to me (no fever…I checked her temp), and by 6:30 she’s passed out. By 7:00 she’s snoring. And now at 7:30 she’s talking in her sleep.
Hmmmm…Mom says call Ask a Nurse or something. She feels a little warm but then again she’s been laying under a blanket.
I hate these kind of “What Do I Do?” moments of motherhood.
