Monday, May 25, 2009
Summer break has officially started. I had plans to take the girls to the Birmingham zoo tomorrow, IF it doesn't rain. The wonderful weather person has predicted rain all week. Rain is not how I envisioned our first week of summer break. Oh well! So I've got a few things lined up as long as everything goes smoothly. hopefully we will make it to the zoo tomorrow, maybe the movies next week, the beach twice and up to Look Out Mountain, Ruby Falls, and Rock City. I really hope this is a good summer for Talise. the last couple of summers haven't been so great. Last summer I had just had Mylie and the one before that I was working like a lunatic trying desperately to keep our house ~ we didn't. Honestly, we have only had one vacation in our marriage ~ 12 years! Talise is desperate to see the ocean so even if I have to rent a car and it ends up just a day trip that girl is going to the beach! Today we ended up renting movies and taking a nap. Not eventful, but I was pleased. Fernando is getting a little pissy because I want to do this and he wants to do something outside, which is why this is short. i must go!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I love lying outside on my back on the trampoline with Mylie. She likes to bounce around, looking down on me. She seems super human. All toothy grin smiling sweetly down on me. All is right in the world.The sun is shining behind her making her curls glow. Again, super human. I close my eyes momentarily breathing in the sweet smell of flowers blooming in the yard. I look up just in time to see the slap coming, but not in time. SMACK! She is still grinning, drooling. Content with herself. All the while my cheek is burning. How can I be mad? Who can chastise Babyzilla? She has super human capabilities.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
That is exactly how I feel. Fernando frustrated the hell outta me at the pediatricians office today. Talise decided to be his side kick. I thought I was gonna loose it. I am moody as hell lately. My heart is achy for the Freeman family, they lost their sweet baby Kayleigh last night. I cannot imagine what they must be going through. I hope I never come to understand. I miss my friends. I am going back to the mommy and me group tomorrow. I hope to become friends with some of those ladies. Hopefully my sinful ways won't run them off. I am hoping Fernando gets a call back about that application he turned in a couple of weeks ago. Mylie is getting so big. She is just as cute as ever and Talise got three awards on honors day at her school. She got all A honor roll! I am so proud of her.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I tell you, you'd never know that she is 60+ years old. She behaves worse than a child at times. I am so unbelievably angry with her at the moment I could pull my panties up over my head and run the streets screaming like a banshee. What makes it worse is that I cannot discuss my displeasure with her because she would take it out on my children. Talise wants her granny to come over and spend the night tomorrow. Even though at the moment I would rather have my eyelids pierced than have her over, I don't want my child disappointed again so I keep my mouth shut. I really hope I can hold it together tomorrow. She had mentioned giving my husband a riding lawnmower to mow our tremendous lawn. That way field mice don't creep up to where the girls play. Earl, the cave man she lives with, said sure. Well then my husband and my mother get into an argument. She is cussing him and he is disrespectful in return. Although I am sure she'd see it where blame lies ENTIRELY on my husband. She calls me the next day to say she is over it. Great, back to normal.At least that is what she led me to believe. Well today when I am speaking on the phone to her I ask her to bring it. Well, she snips back the Earl isn't going to give the rider mower to Fernando. Earl is angry about how disrespectful Fernando was to my mother! The way she said was like she was totally getting off on it. I was waiting to hear her moan or start deep breathing. I just told her to tell Earl I said thank you, I would expect nothing less from him. I gave the phone to Talise. Talise was dying to talk to her granny. Meanwhile I am about to explode! I wanted to tell her to keep her ass at home. Sometimes it is SO hard to not call her a bitch.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
So coming home from picking Talise up from school I decided to stop at the rock mills. Talise is always asking to stop and usually I say no. I have no idea why I decided to stop today, but I did. So we all get out of the car and are walking on the rocks, on the dry rocks, listening to the water. It was so beautiful and peaceful. Well Talise wants to get her feet wet. Talise, Mylie and I all get off our shoes and gently step into the cold water. Fernando was holding Mylie as she kicked her little feet in the water. I was keeping my eye on Talise. Talise is very brave, too brave. Well she wanted to get completely wet, so she asked me if she could sit on the wet rocks. Sure, I say. I have NO IDEA WHY! I am usually so cautious, I know better. Well she goes sliding across a slick rock. She really liked it. She barely slid and was able to get right off. It made me a little nervous but she seemed to be able to handle it so when she asked me if she could do it again I said OK. Well, she goes sliding, only this time a little faster and a little farther. I am watching my baby, and I am scared. She looks up at me with HUGE eyes, looking terrified. I asked are you OK baby? She shakes her head no as she flips to her tummy trying to get a grip on the slippery rock, she slides a little further. Now she is getting close to a drop off. I am thinking, Oh MY GOSH! WHAT DO I DO? I have NO upper body strength and Talise is almost as big as I am. Fernando was holding Mylie a good ways away from us, I know because I turned quickly to see if he was coming to rescue my baby. He wasn't. I HAD to do it. I come towards her and reach. She's too far away. My stomach is in knots and she is looking really really scared. I lean forward and step forward a little, my foot slides, meanwhile she is slowly inching towards the drop off. Finally I grab her hand. Now I think, I am standing on a slick rock, if she pulls on me we could both go over, I think she knew that because she just pushed with her feet with all her might as I pulled. Praise GOD! He saved my baby! I was able to get her to a dry rock safely. She had dirt and rock bits under her finger nails from trying to grip the rocks and dirty little toes because she was using and little patch of weeds or something to grip with her toes. Once I got her on a dry rock I was kissing her and hugging her. She asked me I took so long. I felt so bad, I don't know why I took so long. I was trying to figure out in my head how to save her. I assured her I would've jumped in after her if I had to, thank goodness I didn't. It was horrible. I thank GOD my family is safe.