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View Article  I think Feb is a good month...

To have a baby.  So pick a date and lets see who is closest.  If all else fails, this little girl is being evicted March 3rd.  So anytime between now and then is game for a bet.

I love feeling her grow, but I am sick of being pg.  I miss my neck, my ankles, the ability to tie my own shoes.  I live at the dcotors.  I miss being able to sleep lying down and walking with out pain every single second.  Being that I am larger than several whales, my ruptured disk is throwing in with my pelvic problems and I am just a one woman freak show.... GD, Pg induced hypertension, too much amniotic fliud, SPD...   Want the baby to be cookeed enough and healthy... but once she is... GET OUT!  LOL.

I try not to bitch too much IRL.  Life goes on with the kiddos and their activities.  Still working, still teaching Sunday School, still taking care of everybody.  Ben has been good with helping with the kiddos and around the house.  A little help, makes a big difference.

However, I know some IRL people near me that need to be hit with the stupid stick.  Let's see, there is a 17 year old complaining that she didn't want to clean the fridge at work cause her back hurt but wanted to know if I'd do it.  UM, THAT WOULD BE A NO!  Then there is another IRL person who hurt her shoulder dancing.  She went to the doc and they said to get an MRI and RX-ed PT.  Depending on the damage would depend if surgery was needed.  She has lost no range of motion, so personally, I think altho it hurts, surgery is not going to happen.  Then goes on complaining about the pain and how she just is not up for surgery... blah, blah, blah...  This person knows I am having a c-section very soon and all.  I wanted to scream SHUT UP YOU STUPID COW,  But, I did not.  I mean, you'd think that maybe one friend or family who lives close by might call to see if they could help me out instead of calling so I can listen to them moan?  Right? 

I am determined to keep things with the kids as normal as possible and still do things.  It hurts, I don't want to, I want to sit with my feet up... but I do not.  For example, today I scheduled a playdate for the kids.  Sam was really looking forward to it.  I got my ass up and everyone dressed and in the car and there on time.  Well, my friend forgot and was not home!  Poor Sam, just sobbed, so dissappointed.  (I took the kids out to TRU and we made a morning of it instead but still...).  Do you think I wanted to go out in the morning, when I had to waitress that night?  NO.  But, I did cause as a parent you do things like that.  You;d think my friend could remember or maybe write the date on her calander or call if she needed to cancel?  WTF is wrong with people??????????  (I did call another friend today and set up another playdate for Sat instead...) 

I can honestly say, my normal patience and empathy is just gone.  Please do not call me if it is just to complain.  I just do not have it in me to be my normal sounding board.  Where is Homey the Clown when you need him to give someone a good sock beating?  (This is not directed to anyone who reads my blogs BTW...)

I am going to stop bitching now.  I will throw out a thanks to both Tiffini, Laura and Carie for listening to my moaning lately.  I really appreciate it!!!  Have a good night everyone.  Sleep well in your beds and get some Zzzzzzz's for me!

View Article  Question of the Day....

Sam wanted to know as she was sitting on the toliet, "Mama, why do BIG poops have to go through a small butt hole?"

Any responses?

View Article  Bloodwork back...

And it looks ok for now, so that is good.  However, I have swelled even more (3  more pounds in 2 days) and BP is up.  So as of right now I have pg induced hypertension.  We have to keep a close eye on everything to make sure that it does not turn into pre e.  Good news for now.  It is just weird cause I have never had high BP and I do not like the feeling or the look of being this bloated.  I feel SOOOO unattractive right now.  I have no neck, no ankles... blech!

That's it for now!

View Article  BP update...
BP was 126/80 this morning and I am still as swollen as a pufferbelly.  Headaches that won't go away to boot.  (Altho Laura, the ice did get me to sleep the other night, TY!)  But, no protein.  So I was sent in for bloodwork and I will have a BP recheck next Thursday.  When I got my blood drawn, my arms were so swollen that I did not even feel the needle go in my left arm and then she could not feel the vein at all!  We got lucky with the right arm tho and they got blood.  Fingers crossed that my bloodwork comes back ok.
View Article  Ramblings...

We took the kids to see Hoodwinked last night.  I was going to take them on my own, but when Ben heard we were going, he wanted to go too.  Luckily he was able to leave work a little early and join us.  Ben never thought Kit would make it thru the whole movie - but he did!  Both kids were great and it was a really fun night.  We snuck in our own candy.  I just can not fathom paying 4.00 for a candy bar, when I was able to get everyone's candy and drinks for 7.00 elsewhere.  But we did splurge on a large popcorn.  Something about the movies requires a bucket full of popcorn.

Sam was memorized the whole time.  She just sat there with her eyes wide open, slowly poppin skittles in her mouth.  Kit sat in his seat most of the time, but occasionally wanted to sit on my lap.  I never mind cuddles from the boy. 

The movie itself was pretty good.  Ben and I enjoyed it as much as the kids and lets face it, many kids films are a little boring, lol.

 

Now onto not so fun things.  I am really not feeling well.  My blood pressure 2 weeks ago went from 100/55 on a reg basis to 124/74.  Then last week at perinatal I asked them to retake it and it was 108/70.  Still in the range of normal, but high for me.  Perinatal asked if I was having any other problems.  Not knowing what they were looking for, I told them how I was feeling.  I have been having pain under my rib cage on the right side.  I know it is not my galbladder cause I do not have one anymore.  I have also been having trouble focusing at night.  The said it sounds like it may be the beginning of pre e.

Last appt I had no protein spilling, but since then I am having trouble focusing more often.  Reading the computer is a bitch.  I am also getting more headaches that are not going away.  My fingers were so swollen today that my ring was stuck.  Now granted I did have a little popcorn yesterday....  I am getting more nauseas on a reg basis - esp when I work.  I am getting dizzy then too.  I thought it was my sugar getting low, but now I do not know.

I go to perinatal tomorrow for a NST and I have a reg OB appt on Tues.  So my BP  will be checked and on Tues they will look for protein.  I just do not have a good feeling about this.  I am almost 37, I am GD on meds and in both prior pgs, my BP NEVER changed, so this is big for me.  And with 2 kiddos at home, wanting to still work, no family close by or very reliable, this would suck.  I'd hate for Ben to have to use all his vacation now and have none for when the baby gets here.  At the end of the day, I will do what is best for baby and me.  It just sucks and I am so tired of feeling badly.

I feel like all I have done lately here on my blog is bitch.  Is everyone sick of me yet?

View Article  What never to say to a pg woman...

The scene: Work, at the end of the night after a very busy evening.  Back hurts.  Legs hurts.  Body hurts.

Characters: Me and my male boss.

Boss said, "Hey Wendy, how much have you gained this pregnancy?"

I replied, "About 40 pounds."

Boss said with wide eyes, "WOW, that's a lot!"

I explained, "Well, I never gain a lot until my diabetes comes back.  Then it just piles on.  I am not worried.  The baby weight always comes off.  It's just the extra weight that I had beforehand, that needs to go once the baby is here and I am done nursing."

He stated, "Oh you will NEVER lose that with out surgery."

I laughed, "Um, y'know JXX, I used to be really skinny once upon a time, like a size 8."

He further clarified, "Yeah I know. but you'll NEVER be that again with out surgery."

I shook my head, "Really?  Thanks."

Yes, I was 30lbs overweight when I got pg this time and I have put on a lot of baby weight.  I am in my 3rd trimester and I KNOW a lot of it is bloat cause I can make hand prints in my hands and feet that last.  I can't find my neck.  I haven't seen my feet.  I can't sleep.  I feel stinky and leaky and gross.  Y'know ladies, that lovely, I am just so lovely feeling - NOT!  This is JUST what I wanted to hear at the end of a busy, PIA shift.  LOL.  Stupid man....

View Article  I have been diagnosed with SPD...

Which is short for Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction.

"The symptoms of SPD vary from person to person, but almost all women who have it experience substantial pubic pain.  Tenderness and pain down low in the front is common, but often this pain feels as if it's inside.  The pubic area is generally very tender to the touch; many moms find it painful when the doctor or midwife pushes down on the pubic bone while measuring the uterus (fundal height).  

Any activity that involves lifting one leg at a time or parting the legs tends to be particularly painful. Lifting the leg to put on clothes, getting out of a car, bending over, sitting down or getting up, walking up stairs, standing on one leg, lifting heavy objects, and walking in general tend to be difficult at times. Many women report that moving or turning over in bed is  especially excruciating.  One woman wrote, "There were days that I didn't think I was going to be able to get out of bed and actually had to roll out of bed and onto the floor to be able to do so!" 

Many movements become difficult when the pubic symphysis area is affected.  Although the greatest pain is associated with movements of lifting one leg or parting the legs, some women experience a 'freezing', where they get up out of bed and find it hard to get their bodies moving right away--the hip bone seems stuck in place and won't move at first.  Or they describe having to wait for it to 'pop into place' before being able to walk.  The range of hip movement is usually affected, and abduction of the hips especially painful."  

To summarize, SPD is the mild form of this problem.  Its symptoms often include one or more of the following:

  • pubic pain
  • pubic tenderness to the touch; having the fundal height measured may be uncomfortable
  • lower back pain, especially in the sacro-iliac area
  • difficulty/pain rolling over in bed
  • difficulty/pain with stairs, getting in and out of cars, sitting down or getting up, putting on clothes, bending, lifting, standing on one foot, lifting heavy objects, etc.
  • sciatica (pain in buttocks and down the leg)
  • "clicking" in the pelvis when walking
  • waddling gait
  • difficulty getting started walking, especially after sleep
  • feeling like hip is out of place or has to pop into place before walking
  • bladder dysfunction (temporary incontinence at change in position)
  • knee pain or pain in other areas can sometimes also be a side-effect of pelvis problems
  • some chiropractors feel that round ligament pain (sharp tearing or pulling sensations in the abdomen) can be related to SPD

I asked for something to help me sleep cause with this I have not been sleeping at all.  Well God love my doc, she wrote me a script for Tylenol with Coedine!   I still had to swtich a ton from bed to chair and chair to bed, but at least I did get some sleep.  The nights I wait tables, I am in so much pain afterwards - I can not even describe.  This I think is the worst pain I have ever experienced, labor included and don't forget I was in labor with Sam for 26 hours.... So I do not say that lightly. 

Oh the joys of being a woman, lol.  Seriously tho, if I have to have pain, carrying a baby is sooooo worth it!

 

View Article  Tidbits of a bitchy, hormonal & justified woman!

Well, I followed Jen's advice and gave Ben a 12 hour detail of my life.  He looked at me kind of strange when i handed it to him, but, I explained it was to help him understand where I was coming from.  I didn't want him always thinking I was having a go at him.  He didn't say much about it, but he did get more helpful afterwards.  So here's to hoping the lightbulb did go off!

The rest of the day after Christmas was very nice.  It was Kit's 2nd bday.  I can NOT believe my boy is 2!  Sam, Kit and I made a bday cake.  It kids are too funny when we bake.  They LOVE eating the batter and end up wearing almost as much as we put in the pan.  After the cake was cooled and iced, the kids had a blast decorating it with M&M's and Hershey Kisses.  I made a pinapple glazed ham for dinner.  Ben also left work early.  It made for a nice day. 

We also got done making the kids bday party invatations.  We are going to have a joint bday party for them in Feb (late for Kit and early for Sam).  Sam's bday is 10 days after my scheduled section and I just do not seeing making a bday party then.  She does not mind ahving it early and is excited to share a party with Kit.

Then yesterday, we had to take Kit to the doc yesterday.  He spiked a fever over the past few days.  Looks like he has an ear infection.  The good news is that he is now on antibiotics, so in another day, he should be better.  I stayed with Sam while Ben took the boy.  She was sleeping.  When she woke up, she was so upset that Kit was not here.  She insisted that I get her a picture of him cause "Baby Kit is the best and I love him SOOOOO much."  I was like awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww....  They may squabble, but they do really love each other to pieces.

My sugars have been going up.  I think it is a combo of being more pregnant and all the freaking Chirstmas goodies in the house.  I think I am golng to dump half the crap right in the trash.  I just do not want them to get so high that I have to go back on insulin.  It has been nice avoiding it this pregnancy!

Last night at work, it was slow so I sent the other girl home.  Then of couse we filled up.  I went from having $11.00 in my pocket at 7 to having $100.00 at 9.  Can I tell you how much I am beginning to feel it now.  My legs, my pelvis and my back were on fire by the end of the night.  It hurt so much that I could not sleep at all last night.  It was my turn to get up with the kids, but I was in no shape to do it.  So at 6 when Kit woke, I woke Ben up and made him do it.  I usually would never do that, but I figured screw it, I am allowed to ask for help.  So I did.  He grumbled, but he got up.  Yeay for me for asking for help!  My right leg is still a mess today, I am hobbling around like I am 1000 years old.  I am hoping the more I move, it will loosen up.  I am scheduled to work tonight and I hate to give up the money.  Oh well, the more I hobble, the more people will feel bad for the big ole pregnant lady and then will tip me, not for my skill but out of pity!  LOL!

I am off now to go play with the kiddos!

View Article  Bitchy? Hormonal? Justified?
  • I have been feeling really tired, not myself, and at the end of my rope lately.  I think part of it is I am 7 and half months pregnant.  I also think Ben has been busy with his new position and everything in the house has all fallen to me as well as normal day to day and my own work while being pregnant.  With the holidays, I have been busy getting everything ready, cleaned, cooked, wrapped and decorated.  Not to mention that I have been getting ready for the baby - going thru all the old clothes and stuff.  Going thru the attic was a 3 day job - I spent 11 hours the first day alone.  I have not bitched, complained, asked for help or any extra consideration even with being preggo.  I have even picked up extra shifts and made time to sell things on Ebay to try to help ends meet and cover the extra costs of Christmas.  I went to Sam's school play by myself, with Kit, video in one hand, camera in the other so that Ben would not miss anything.

Last week, I had gotten pissed when he didn't put back my 409 and it took me 30 mins to find it, left the kitchen a freaking pit from when I worked the nite before, dishwasher full and I was trying to get the kids ready and out by 8:30.  I called him on the phone and told him that I had HAD it and I needed some help.  He was too busy to call me all day at work.  Pissed me off even tho he is in retail and I am sure he was really busy.  Friday night we went out but never really talked about it cause we were out on a date and God knows we do not get a lot of them.  So I mentioned again that I feel not like myself and on edge.

The day of Sam's Chirstmas concert, I had made video of the concert and of some stuff afterwards.  I asked him to watch it but something always came up and I guess he couldn't find the 10 minutes to do it.

Fast forward today... when we were showing my mom Sam's concert on the video, he taped over the past after that I had taped with Christmas this morning.  I was pissed and it really hurt my feelings.  It is not the end of the world, but I think because I have been feeling so taken for granted anyway, that I just saw red.  I gave him a hard time about it in front of my mom.  I know I shouldn't have, but I was so mad.  He left the room and went up stairs.

My mom then said that I shouldn't have done that (which I knew).  Ben is a good guy guy and has a lot on his plate now with a new job and a new baby coming (really?  And I don't?)... I bit my mouth.  But I wanted to say and how much more am I supposed to freakling bend cause I already feel like a soft pretzel.  We spend LOTS of time talking about his new job and discusing things... 

So my mom went down to the playroom with Sam and I went upstairs to apologize for saying something in front of my mom.  I told him I knew I was wrong.  But when I tried to explain why I acted out of character, we just argued.  Luckily my dad and Kit were both sleeping and my mom and Sam were still in the basement (playroom).  I do not even know if I can explain how it feels.... it's like he regugitates what I say yet somehow I am coming off as just having a go at him and he is a martyr... "I never do anything nice for you...."  When all I want him to do is put himself in my shoes for 5 minutes.  By the end we made up but I still feel really upset.  I love him and for the most part he is a really great guy.  I think the problem is that I make things too easy for him on a regular basis and he takes me for granted with out thinking about it.  In my mind, I say to myslef, stop doing so much... but that is how I am.  

But at the end of they day I am 7 and half months pregnant, busting my ass with the family, the house, the bills (I do them), doc appts (which are a lot cause I am high riskj) and work (which is waitressing so I am on my feet), getting ready for the baby (which I have done EVERYTHING myself so far...) and I have not asked for one ounce of help or special consideration.  Am I just being a bitch cause I at least expect him to notice or take the time to watch a 10 minute video that I made of the kids?  And lets not even talk about not being able to sleep cause the pain in my crotch actually wakes me up on the off hours when I am not up peeing.  I go back and forth between the sofa and a chair.

And then of couse, it felt great to bawl for an hour after I busted my ass to make Christmas nice for everyone.  Luckiily no one else expect him really knew.

On a happy note, the kids woke early and were thrilled with all their pressents.  When Sam saw how many gifts, she screamed on the top of her lungs, "OH MY GOD!"  She and Kit are still busy playing gleefully.  They were really happy with everything we picked and the when my parents showed up, it was like a second Christmas...

Kit has Sam's cold, only his is in his chest.  I am using the cold air vaporizor for him.  He has a well visiti on 1/2, so if his cold isn't better by then we are going to the doctor anyway.

So don't I sound like such a pathetic jackass on Christmas.  I can't help it.  I do love my husband.  He is not a bad guy, infact he comes home every night, does not do the bar thing, does not cheat, is good with not spending money and I know he loves me... but I still am not liking him so much right now.  I am so tired.  All I want to do is go to bed and pull the covers over my head for the next month. 

Hope everyone has had a nice, stress-free Christmas! 

View Article  Sam's first concert...

Sam has had the nastiest cold the past few days.  No fever, just lots and lots of snot plagued her with a very red, sore nose.  I wasn't sure if she was going to be able to go to school today for her Christmas party and concert.

This morning, she woke, still with a cold, but much better, so we went.  The kids shuffled into the class when we got there as the parents went and sat in the pews, waiting.  After 30 minutes the kids came in.  Sam beamed and started jumping up and down as she walked when she saw me.  Momma, Momma, Momma, she mouthed.  I of couse got choked up and waved to my girl.

The kids assembled in the front of the church and sang 4 Christmas carols and rang jingle bells.  It was too freaking cute.  From the moment Kit saw Sam, all he did was laugh and clap his hands.  He just adores his big sister.  That worked for me cause it allowed me to video and take pictures at the same time.  Thank heavens for 2 hands, lol.

Afterwards, we had cookies and juice/coffee.  The school had Santa come too!  I thought Sam and Kit were going tio jump out of their skins with excitement.  I am so glad she was well enough to go today!

Here's a pic of the kids after the concert.

 

 

 

 

View Article  DUH!

Today as I was leaving Sunday school, a lady was shocked to hear that I am pregnant.  I was like what???  She said that she thought I was just chubby.  Now understand that I am ALL belly (will post a belly shot tonight...).  You see my belly about 15 mins before the rest of me gets there.  There is NO WAY that you can not know that I am pregnant.  What a dumb ass....

Speaking of Sunday school, my class is so cute.  The kids have such a good time.  I have gotten a lot of compliements lately and there is now a 13 year old who wants to be my assistant.  Too funny!  I even got a present from one of my students.  I was like AWWWW... I thought it was really nice especially cause we only meet 2x a month. 

Today Kit came with us to give Ben a break.  With the holidays and his new position, he has been working a lot.  Kit was very good in class.  Today was a fun day cause we went over Chanukah and had a party.  Sam said her favorite part was the dreidels and the chocolate, lol.

I have now hit the part of pg where when I lay on my side, my crotch feels like it is going to fall off.  You know, that pounding, unrelenting pain.  So I have only been able to fall asleep in a chair and it takes me forever to get to sleep.  Then once I do get to sleep, I have to get up to pee... LOL... the joy of pg!  It's weird cause in 9 weeks, my baby is going to be here already.  Where has the time gone?????  I must admit tho, I am excited to meet this little wonder.  I already feel very close to her.  I think with each pg, I have mellowed and it has made it easier to bond while pg.  With Sam I was such an anal mess... everything worried me!

I think I am going to have a combined bday party for Sam and Kit in Feb (late for Kit, early for Sam...)  I just do not think I will be up to having a party when the baby is 10 days old.  Now I have to decided if I am going to invite all the family or if I am going to just do a kid do.  The thing is we have some kiddo cousins that I want to invite cause they are kids too, but then how can I invite one relative and not another... KWIM?  I also do not want to spend a bloody fortune.  But if we do it at home, how much am I going to want to do 2 weeks before the baby comes?  Decisons, decisions...

Time to get the kids down for a nap!  Thank God for naps or I think I'd be a total loon by now.  I think my nap is the best sleep I get all day!

View Article  Belly Shots!

Took this myself with a camera phone... will add a few more as soon as the MMS goes thru from my cell to my computer!

Ok, they just came thru...

And this is my fav!  Not bad for being both the photographer and the subject, LOL.  But, refering the my previous post?  Not pregnant, just chubby..... Oh  puh-lease!

 

 

 

View Article  Some whine before bed....

So I get this bill from Perinatal today.  Understand before I go any further that I have had the same EXACT insurance for all 3 pregnancies and the same EXACT protocol has been followed.  So this stupid bill is for $10.00.  It is not a lot, but I wanted to know why I was getting a bill since I never had one from them before. 

I called my insurance first.  They were great.  They agreed that I pay my initial co pay and then everything is covered as long as I stay in network, which I do.  They told me that they were going to resubmit it and it would take 30 days.  Fine.

I then call the hospital to let them know that my insuracne was going to be reprocessed and they'd get their 10 dollars.  The woman was like, "Oh that won't be covered under your initial global payment."  (meaning my only co pay...)  Then she went on to say that I had other co pays over the years with the kids.  She then said that things like non stress tests have co pays too.  So I asked her to give me dates that I have paid co pays.  She listed one in 2002 and one in 2003 for NST.  I again stressed that I have NEVER paid a co pay to them.  Altho I have infact had to call my insurance to get payment to them when something was processed incorrectly.  She pressed that I have paid some NST co pays.  I asked for dates again.  She could not comply.  I then said that I have been gestational diabetic for 3 pgs now.  I have had more NSTs than I can count.  I would KNOW if I have been paying co pays.   I am pregnant, not stupid. 

She did not like that and started to speak.  I told her that I was done.  My insurance would pay them their 10 dollars in the next 30 days.  I was calling to be considerate, not be aggrevated and to have a Merry Christmas.  I then hung up.

I had to go to work, but even at work, I was still annoyed.  So when I got home I looked at the bill.  It seems now the docs list an office visit for every proceedure, so I see where the mistake happened.  HOWEVER, it shows that I made a $15,00 payment on 10/17 and a $5.00 payment on 11/25.  Understand, I HAVE NEVER PAID THESE PEOPLE and I do all the bills at home.  I am an anal pain in the butt about reconciling the checkbook every day - we have on line banking, so it is easy.  So now I am really confused.  It seems that they charged me a $15.00 co pay back in August but due to 2 mysterious payments, it brought my balance of my second co pay from $15.00 to $10.00..  Only I should not have a co pay beyond my first and I never paid these people. 

I am so confused.  Is there some other person paying my bills?  If so, pay the big ones, LOL.  Or is there another Wendy Lee who thinks she is paying for her bills only to have her amount creditied to me acct?  Or is the hospital just a bunch of stupid devil monkeys (sorry Wendi.... couldn't resist, LOL....)? 

I can say with certain that I will be )($#@@)(%@_$_+$#@ pissed if they try to charge me a office visit co pay for every non stress test when I never see a doctor...  Grrrrrr....  There you go.... no good deed goes unpunished.  And all this stress over 10 freaking bucks....

Night, night!

View Article  I beat the snow!!!

And made it to my u/s.  Yeay!  Perinatal was the emptiest that I have ever seen it.  I got there early and there was no one else waiting.  It was the same cardiologist that saw Sam.  She didn't remember me.  I told her that was fine because that meant two things.  First, that Sam's problem was not too bad.  Second, we were not a complete pain in the ass.  She laughed.

The baby's heart looked great.  She said that can't guarentee that there won't be a small hole cause the u/s pic is not perfect.  But it means that there is not a major problem.  She felt confident that everything was just fine.  That works for me!

The growth scan also was good.  Baby girl is indeed a baby girl.  She is now measuring two weeks ahead.  Not a surprise since the diabetes is back.  Her biggest things are her thigh bones and her head.  All of my family has big fat heads, so I am not that surprised.  Thick legs do not run in either my family or Ben's so maybe she is just going to have long legs.  At the end of the day, it all balances out so as long as she is healthy, I am fine with it.  She is already 2 lbs 11 oz.  Grow baby grow!

My next growth scan is on January 6th.  And we can definately put off the NST until I am 32 weeks.  Yeay, I get to make it past Christmas with out running back and forth to the hospital 5000x a week.  :)

Little girl Lee is definately a kicker and a mover.  She did not stop moving during both u/s.  I don't know if it is just her or cause she is my 3rd, but I definately feel her move waaaaaaay more than the other two.

View Article  Baby girl...
Will be arriving c-section on March 3rd and delivered by my favorite doctor.  YEAY!  (That is unless she decides to make her enterance early, LOL...)  She is already head down, but she better not be planning on going anywhere yet at 26 weeks....  Her heartbeat is still nice and strong and we are doing well over all.  The GD is back, but so far I have been able to keep a handle on it with oral meds and diet.
My next appt is on Friday for my growth scan and fetal ecco cardiogram.  Hopefully we do not get the 8 inches of snow predicted or it may change my appts.  Boo, hiss.  And if the baby is still not too big, we can put off the NST until 32 weeks!  That would be so nice not to have to coordinate this into my schedule until after the holidays.  It would be a real nightmare with Ben working extra cause the holidays, the Sam's school schedule and my work schedule as well as real life.  The hospital is 40 mins away, so it is a little bit of a hike.  The baby is getting big and I can feel her move all the time.  It is strange to think she will be here in under 3 months.  I am also getting really big.  I need to get Ben to take a belly shot.  I asked Kit the other day where Momma's baby was and he pointed to my belly.  Smart little guy!  Sam had no clue when I was pg with Kit, lol.  Kit was also with me at my OB appt.  (Sam was in school).  He was so good.  He sat in a chair next to me and held my hand while the doc checked me out.  Boy is he a good boy.  :)Sam has been in the "lets test everyone and throw a lot of tantrums" stage.  The past few weeks have been special.  Luckily I think we have a handle on it and it is getting better.  So much is trial and error of what works.  The sad/funny thing is that you think it would make us smarter for Kit and the new baby when they get bigger, but being that every kid is different, what works for Sam may not work for the others.  So onto trial and error of Kit and the new baby we will go... LOL.Ok, time to get dressed and get everyone else dressed for school.
View Article  Grrrrrrr...
Thurs. 4 AM - Grandmonster dies.
Friday 3 AM - Wendy and Ben start getting sick from food poisoning.

Sat. night - Wendy and Ben still sick from food poisoning.Sunday - Funeral.

Monday 1:45 PM - We leave to go to my parents.  Should take   
                            1.5 hours.  We arrive there 4.5 hours later.Tues. 3 AM Wendy starts getting sick from stomack flu.Tues. 8 AM - Wendy going to try to eat some toast.
I am done!
View Article  The one about the funeral...

Well today was the funeral..  Just got back and I am exhausted.  It was a long day - the kids held up well and were very good.  It was a lot on them being that they are little.  Thank God for Ben who took on a lot of the talkign care of them.  It was hard to get very upset because they kept me so busy.  Also, I do not cry well infront of other people.  I never have.  I finally had a good cry on the way home when the radio was blasting and no one in the car could hear me.  Privacy among the family.  It is still very stange.   

My mom is holding up better than I thought, but I think it is because she knew it was coming.  WE all did.  Tomorrow we will sit shiva and then she can start healing with some closure.  Lot of people came out both friends and family.  Most of which were very kind and supportive,  I do have one cousin tho that is an absolute dick and today just reconfirmed it.  When Sam was hurt and all that, there was one asshole relation that never even acknowledged what happen let alone offer a prayer or send a card or anything.  This person and his troll wife are supposedly religious as well.  I never said anything cause why bother?  Well today when we were walking to the grave site, he was like "Oh Sam looks goos considering her little thing and all that."  I was like what?  He then said again, "You know her little accident thing."  Now understand he is a U of Penn graduate, he is no idiot.  I just replied, "Um, it was more like a big thing and yes she does look good.  We are lucky." And I walked away.  Not the time or place - but what an asshole.  Then later that day I got to hear about how his son takes the subway to Manahattan to his prvate school on the uipper west side, right off cetral park.... blah, blah, blah... Could I care ANY less?  Bite me dick wod.  (Yes, I am too tired and too drained to be diplomatic about this.)  His wife is even worse - know-it-all, but-in-a-oonveration, holier-than-tho bitch,  Luckily I should never have to see them again - WOO HOO!!!!!! 

I was one of the three grandchildren who wrote an eulogy.  Exsuse the typos, but this is what I said...


 

Hello everyone.  If you expecting to hear about the genteel, quiet, soft spoken woman who passes away, um… you are in the wrong place.  I am going to talk about my grandmother today, Eleanore.  She was NOT a soft spoken, delicate thing.  She was rather a force of nature.  She may have only been 5 feet tall and 120 lbs soaking wet, but trust me, that didn't stop the force of her, ever.

 

From stories that were told to me as a child, Eleanore was a hand full from the time she was a child.  She was the adored, only sister of 4 brothers.  She loved to be spoiled and attended to.  She was very beautiful and would have been the first person to tell you that!  I remember her telling me many times how right before she got married, that she had 4 "gentleman callers" who wanted to marry her at the same time, but she chose my grandfather – whew, good thing for me or I'd be the one in the wrong place today.  Now, if you told her she was vain, she'd laugh and take that as a compliment.  She would have been the first person to tell you that.  But then on the other hand, there were so many times when I was growing up, that she'd be tucking me in bed and sitting with me chatting and she would tell me how beauty is on the inside.  It didn't matter what anyone looked like on the outside – it mattered what they were on the inside.  She was an enigma.

 

She was vibrant, full of life and full of opinions.  When you were a loves one, she never held back on sharing those opinions either – whether you asked or not.  One of my favorite stories was about one night when I was little she came over to baby sit.  While my parents were out, she decided to re arrange all the furniture once I was asleep.  When my parents asked her why she did that, she replied "because it looked better that way."  In her heart, she always knew what was best for us and even when she drove us a little crazy, it was always meant with love.

 

She did love her family fiercely.  Heaven help the person who wronged any of us, she would go after them like a lioness protecting her cubs.  And when it came to grandchildren, Eleanore was like a Jewish, female version of Santa Claus – with out the red suit that is….  I remember growing up, she lived around the corner from us and she came over every day.  And every day she had something for me.  She was a fun grandmother when I was little.  She always had the time to play a game, watch the crazy dance shows that Robyn and I made, listen to us "play" – if you can call it that – our musical instruments, read a story and my personal favorite, sitting with me and talking when I was tucked up in bed before going to sleep.  She had a way of making you feel like the most special child in the world.

 

For a tiny woman, she had a loud voice and was very vocal.  She could be very argumentative.  On more than one occasion she said, "You only fight with the ones that you love…"  Well people, she loved ALL of us a lot, huh?  Seriously tho, I think that was just a part of our family.  I remember when Grandmom Beizer was still alive and would have the holiday dinners at their apartment on Front and Godfrey Ave.  Most the Uncles were there – Uncle Milt, Uncle Davey and Uncle Hymie, the Aunts, Aunt Mildred, Aunt Fan were there, all the older cousins Arlene, Andrea, Bobby, Matt were there, my parents, Uncle Paul and Aunt Eileen – well she was Aunt Honey back then, were there and me and Melanie perpetually at the kids table and Robyn and Brandon in highchairs. It was a loud crew.  Those were vibrant days and wonderful get-togethers.  You had this small space with these vibrant, intelligent, LOUD, opinionated people – none of whom had any compunction about speaking over the other and often speaking at the same time.  It got noisy, even heated at times, but always full of love and laughter.  Many of us have that vocal, stubborn tendency in our family… not me of course; I'm talking about everyone else….  Eleanore LOVED those times.  I know she has missed her brothers for a long time and I know she especially missed her husband and her son.  As hard as it is to say good bye, I take comfort that she is with many loved ones now and looking down on us smiling.

 

I take comfort that this past Yom Kippur we were able to be together and she was able to spend time with loved ones that she hadn't seen for awhile.  I know it meant the world to her.  I am glad that she got to meet and know two of my kids.

 

Eleanore would have loved having everyone here today and she would have really loved that they day was about her, well maybe not the being dead part.  If she was here, I believe she'd want us to celebrate her life.  For ninety five years, she was a force of nature leaving her mark on the world.  I will miss her, but she will continue to live thru our stories and memories.

 

And on that note, my house is quiet, I can cry and grieve before tomorrow comes, I am around people and shut down again.  I smile, I talk, I joke, I attend to,but I do not regiter any pain until I am alone.  Being outgoing and private at the same time is very deceptive.  Shhhhh... don't tell my secrets...

View Article  Rest in Peace...
My Grandmother passed this morning at 4:00 AM.  Being that she was on double dose of Morphine is her drip, she was pretty much comatose.  So it was a blessing for her.  It is just oddly strange for the rest of us.  Ninety five years is a long time.  It seems unatural that she is not going to be here to torture the rest of us on a regular basis.  That sounds mean, but she would have been the first one to say that you only fight with the ones you love.  She lived by that and I swear she enjoyed arguing with her loved ones.  Odd, but true.  She was a true force of nature.
View Article  I don't want to be one of "those" moms....
For awhile Sam has been complaining about a boy in school named Mathew, who she calls "Stingy".  Bascially he grabs toys and is stingy with sharing.  The details of the stories do not change, but they are pretty minor, so I have not said anything.

Today the teacher pulled me aside when I went to pick up Sam.  Sam was bossy while playing in the kitchen and pushed someone in line today when they were coming in.  The teacher said that they talked with her and told her if she did it again that she'd be in time out.  So when Sam and I got to the car, I asked her about school.
She said that when she was in line, Mathew kept touching her hair.  I asked her what she did then.  She said she told him to stop but he didn't.  I asked then what happened.  She said she pushed him.  So of course we had the talk about when she gets frustrated when someone does not listen, she should tell Mama, but if she is in school then she should tell the teachers.  She seemed to get it.  Sam will push Kit when he gets on her nerves, but he usually has to really pester her.  That said, Sam is not one who pushes her friends when on playdates.
I debated whether I should call the school.  After reading Linda's blog, I did not want to be one of "those" mothers that she heard talking with the teacher.  That said, I did not want my kid to be pushed around and then the one to get in trouble when she pushed back.  So, I called. 
I first asked if there was a boy named Mathew in the class.  There was.  I explained what Sam told me and went on to say that if his name had been a one off, I wouldn't be calling.  Sam has complained about him repeatedly for several weeks now.  The teacher said she would keep a closer eye on Mathew and Samantha.  I thanked her and told her I appreciated the feedback on Sam's behavior.  Pushing is not allowed in her home, so I do not want her acting out in school either - but again, if there is a problem with the other child and her, I wanted them to be aware of that.
So am I one of "those" mothers?  Being that Sam is my first, I just have no frame of reference.  But I am thinking, it may always be hard when it is our kids involved.  I know Sam.  She will test me til the end of time.  She is smart, she is articulate, she pushes the boundries... but she is not a physical kid like that.
Other news.... poor little Kit has a sinus infection.  I had to take him to the doc today with a 101.4 fever.  Luckily he is now on antiboitics, so he should start feelijg better.
Now onto the one about the worst OB appt ever...

So I go to my OB appt on Tues.  Bust my ass to get there by 11:15 because God knows if you are let, they have a fit.  Of course they are backed up.  I had to wait for all 4 ladies in the waiting room with me to go first and then people started coming in after me and were being called.  After the 2nd one, I looked at the nurse when she called the other lady, who by the way had been there a whole 5 mins and I had been there over and hour...  The nurse scowles at me and said I'd be next.  Well no dug, no one else was left.

Have I mentioned that I had both kids with me and Ben.  I finally got called back and waited another 20 mins.  The doc breezed in, listened to the hb, asked if I had any questioned, said not to worry about the 10 lbs I gained and left.  Not one mention of GD (the weight gain a real clue it may be back...), no mention of my level II u/s last week, nothing!  I actually had questions, but was so flabbergasted by the whole thing, my mind went blank.

Then when making the next appt, I told them anytime on Mon and Tues was fine becuase my husband is off.  Well the girl up front got snippy and wanted to know if I could drive to their other office 45 mins away.  I responded no, I wanted to go to this office which is 5 mins from my house.  She then went on to say that I needed to meet all the doctors.  At this point I got curt, "I am going to have a scheduled c-section which Dr. SXXXXXXX has already agreed to do.  This is my 3rd child, I really do not care if I ever meet any of the other doctors."  She looked at her computer and found me an appt on a Tues but in 5 weeks instead of 4.  I told her that was fine and I'd call if I had any problems.

WTF?  I mean the office was empty when I got done, so I am sure that they were in a hurry for lunch, but that was not my problem.  It still pisses me off thinking about it.  But overall, I do like my doc, so I am hesitant to call and complain.

Onto serious things....

Many thoughts and prayers to Wendi and her family. 
And many thoughts and prayers to Laura and her family.
I hate when bad things happen to good people.
View Article  Multi-tasking...
My kids are pretty good eaters.  They like real food more than they like junk.  A favorite of theirs is some crunchy peanut butter on a spoon.  This morning they asked for peanut butter on a spoon, so I got it for them.  I also needed the toliet, so I put LOTS of peanut butter on the spoons and sat them down in front of one of their favorite shows (God bless TIVO).  I then went to where I needed to go.

Long ago, I gave up on shutting the door and luckily I am not a shy person.  Well, after a few minutes, they came trotting into the bathroom. 
"Momma, I want more peanut butter and so does Kit,"Sam announced, with her brother nodding in agreement.
"Well Momma needs to finish what she is doing and then I will get you more," I replied, thinking this satisfied them because they left.
I heard rustling in the kitchen and very shortly after, Sam and Kit returned to the bathroom with the peanut butter jar and their spoons in hand.
"Look Momma," Sam smiled.  "I brought the peanut butter to you!  Now can you can potty and make us a snack at the same time!"  She beamed from ear to ear, so proud of her problem solving.
I laughed and I put more peanut butter on their spoons.  She was right, I can take care of nature calling and make a snack all at the same time.  Talk about multi-tasking.  I wonder if I should use that as an example on the resume?  LOL.
View Article  WOO HOO!
(email sent to all stores...)
Good afternoon all..Please share with your teams.
 
Today I'd like to announce the newest members of our store sales management team.  Before I do, I want to thank all the applicants.  This process reminded me of the quality of people we have in our district.  We had a great pool of people to choose form.  
 
Tom XXXXXXXX will be our new Assistant Store Manager for the Palmer "Blue" store.  Tom has been in sales with our company for 2 years, and prior to that managed the "Play It Again Sports" store with full P&L responsibilities. Tom has built a very loyal customer base over the last two years and understands the importance of a quality customer experience.  Tom has been known to dress up as Mr. Rogers for Halloween..so if you see Mr. Rogers around..please join me in congratulating him on his new roll.
 
Benjamin LXX will be joining the Wind Gap team as our Assistant Store Manager and will bring 4 years of sales experience to the team.  Ben has been a past member of our "VP Club" and "Elite Eight" on a number of occasions and prior to his wireless experience spent 6 years managing restaurants.  Ben will tell you that his restaurant days molded his work ethic.  Ben is from "Across the Pond" so if you run into a guy with a funny accent..tell him congratulations on his new position!!
 
Tiffany XXXXX comes to her new Assistant Store Managers position with a strong and diverse background.  Tiffany started as a receptionist "back in the day" and quickly was promoted to one of our first store sales associates in Phillipsburg, NJ.  Tiffany then spent the next 8 years in the B2B world where she developed, implemented, and drove the CDA / IRU business.  Her ability to network with the local stores enabled her to grow her business and prove to be one of the more successful Corporate Account Managers in PA.  Tiffany then decided to make retail her home once again, and has been in our Lehigh Street store for the last 2 years.  Please join me in welcoming Tiffany to her new position!!
 
These positions will go into effect December 1st.  Again, thanks to everyone for there help and assistance during this process.  Look forward to seeing everyone soon.


YEAY BEN!!!!!  I am so proud of him!!!!!  Yes, once again, I am shamelessly bragging!
View Article  Inspired by Jen....
"Is there a song, or maybe a poem or even a photo that is so intense you can barely stand to be near it, yet you love it so much you can listen/read/look at it for hours on end, over and over?"
OMG yes.  There is a book called Remembrance by Jude Deveraux that I read when Ben and I first got together.  Remembrance by Jude Deveraux is the story of a woman who is determined to improve her life in the present by altering her past lives.

Hayden Lane is a romance writer obsessed with James Tavistock, the hero of her latest novel.  Her fascination with the character and his life drives away her fiancé and slowly she becomes immersed in her unfinished novel to the extent that she believes that Jamie is the only man for her.

On an impulse she visits a mind reading psychic named Nora who unknowingly convinces Hayden that Jamie is not only real, he is her soul mate, and destined to be with her three lives from the present one.

Faced with this dilemma Hayden does what any modern woman, used to getting her own way, would do.  She decides that she is not going to wait three life times, she is going to find him in this one!

But this task is not as easy as it seems.  Hayden does not know what form he has taken, nor does she know where in the world he is.  And most distressing of all they are both cursed to remain apart in this lifetime.

Using the curse as a starting point Hayden decides that she will find a way to break this curse and under regression hypnosis (against the advice of Nora) she travels into the past, and the body of Lady de Grey.

In the body of Catherine she finds herself married to her soul mate, Lord Tavistock, who is about to divorce Catherine in favour of another woman.

During this part of the novel both Catherine and Hayden occupy the same body and Hayden soon realises that Catherine is as much a victim of the curse as she herself is.  Neither of them seem destined to have their soul mate.

Deciding that the only way to get back to the 20th century is to be hypnotised again she goes to an Edwardian mesmerist who sends her back.  Only not to the 20th century, back to the beginning of her lives.

The story of their lives is relayed in Part 2.  A pure love story of two souls who are manipulated by those around them as they struggle to remain together.  Neither can live without the other and their story is as romantic as it is tragic as we discover the curses of both Callie and Talis that have lasted through time to the present day.

I used to write and draw about a person, very much like Ben, when I was a kid.  I had just met him while reading this book.  This story hit very close to home with me.  I can still read it over and over and over.


Then there is the song LUCKY by BIF NAKED.

This hit home with me one night in the PICU, when Sam was lying there motionless, the vent breathing for her.  It was late and I had the door closed and the CD player loud, trying to drown out my pain to music.  (I had this song on a CD)

I never really listened to the words before.  Obviously take out the lover references, but most of it just hit home.  I was lucky.  She was alive.  She almost died.  I was lucky.  I ached.  I wanted to die for her.  But I was lucky.  She was going to get better.  And the pain of everything hit me like a mack truck. 

So I sat there, singing to her as loud as I could, with tears pouring down my face.  To this day, even thinking about that song makes me cry - not a little, but a lot.

The lyrics...



it was a monday, when my lover told me,
"never pay the reaper with love only."
what could i say to you, except, "i love you."
and "i'd give my life for yours."

i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.

the first time we made love, i: i wasn't sober.
(and you told me you loved me over and over!)
how could i ever love another, when i miss you every day:

remember the time we made love in the roses?
(and you took my picture in all sorts of poses!)
how could i ever get over you, when i'd give my life for yours.

i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.

my dear, It's time to say i thank god for you.
i thank god for you in each and every single way.
and, i know... i know.. i know.. i know...

it's time to let you know. time to let you know.
time to let you know. time to sit here and say:

i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
we are the lucky ones, dear...
 

View Article  GREAT NEWS...
BEN GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He starts his new postition on Dec 1st.  He is going to my old store, LOL.  Talk about full circle.  The pay isn't that much more, but it still is more AND he has the title now to move to the next level.  The next level is where we'd start seeing more dollars.
YEAY BEN!!!!  I am so proud of him and am so glad that his hard work is paying off.  He really deserves it.
Oh, it is hush, hush for another week.  So no blabbing to anyone ladies and gents.  ;) 


AND.... Kit did a potty repeat of yesteday, only today it was with a poop.

My boys *sigh* I am so proud.
View Article  Well it a'int over....
Thurs. 10:00 PM - Kit starts barfing.  Stomach flu.

Friday 2:00 PM - Sam starts barfing.  Stomach flu.

On a good note, we were all healthy for most of Thanksgiving Day.  We had a little snow and took the kids out.  Since they are little, it does not take a lot to make them happy.  I made dinner early for 1:00 and then we all napped afterwards.  LOVED THAT!  And later in the day, I took Sam to see Chicken Little.  It was really cute and we had the best time.  Sam wanted it to be "just us girls..."  She so enjoyed getting her own popcorn and soda.  She was so into the movie, she didn't realize that she had to pee... when we walked out of the theater, she all of a sudden started jumping up and down, her eyes real wide, "Momma, I have to pee NOW!"  (Luckily we made it to the potty, LOL.)

Today so far we are free of stomah flu things, but we are staying in our PJ's, taking it easy.  Ben is the only one left to get it.... and he is at work... oh well, LOL.
View Article  A brag, a bitch and update....
First, my brag.  Today my cutest little fellow, Baby Kit, pulled off his diaper.  I thought he just wanted a new one.  So I brought over the diaper and said, "Diaper time."  When I say that he usually lays down and waits for me to change the diaper.  Well today he shook his head no.   I asked him if he'd like to use the potty.  He nodded yes.  He then ran off to the toliet.  I followed.  When I got there he was already sitting on his little potty, smiling.  I told him to potty and guess what?  My little guy peed on the potty.  The look of pride on his face was just the best.  And of couse Samantha and I made the biggest deal.  Big Boy!!!
Next, the bitch...  Still waiting on Ben's job.  No decision has been made even tho they said that they would decided by the end of last week.  Annoying.  Frustrating.  I just hope Ben gets it - especially cause he has been doing the freaking job now for over a year - only with out pay and a title.
The update... Grandmonster doing the same.
View Article  U/S results....
Chicken?
















NO!











DOG?










NO!













Cat?















NO!











Really want to know?












OK......






































GIRL!!!!
View Article  A quickie...
Health news: Going to see the Grandmonster tomorrow.  Will have the kiddos with me.  Luckily my sister will be there and she can help me.  She flew in today.  Think the kiddos will play in the waiting room and not go in.  I think they are a little young to see this.
Also, my u/s is Tues.  Can't wait!  Always get nervous that I will see something horrible when the u/s gets close.  Open leg vibes for my baby on Tues.
Work news:  Worked with C tonight, in stations.  Well I ran circles around her lazy ass.  I made 130 to her 80.  Ha ha, hoo hoo.  Felt great!  She can put that in her pipe and smoke it.  (Yes, petty but it still felt good.)  J actually laughed out loud when he heard what I made v. her.  Ha ha, hoo hoo....
View Article  Grandmonster...
Just got a call from my mom that the grandmonster is now having troube breathing.  It seems to be settling in her lungs.  She said I should arrange to come down soon.  I really believe that we are entering the final innings and that the grandmonster is not long left for this earth.

I think even though everyone knows death is part of the life cycle, no one is really ever ready for it - especially those who remain.  Cruel pain in the ass that she is, I still find it strange and upsetting that she will not be here soon.
View Article  Other Ramblings....
No news on Ben's job.  Should know by end of week.
Grandmonster the same.  Still out to lunch.  Not a stroke tho.  Some strange blood infection, mabye....  Nerulogist (sp? tired...) sees her tomorrow to try to find out why she is stark raving mad right now.
Kids good.
Mommy tired.
View Article  Work Bitchings....
The Characters...
C....  waitress, in 30's, divoreced 2x, 3 kids, always trying to scam something.  Player.
J... The boss
The Dumb ones... what J calls the young waitresses



Must tell you, C is the WORST waitress I have EVER worked with.  And that included the dumbest of dumb that have graced MY WORK.  She is slow, sloppy and greedy.  She does no side work - worse than that, lies about what she does and then I find later that it is not done and have to do it.  She can't bus a table to save her life.  So when it gets busy I am busing ever single table and then when I get them menus cause she is no where to be found, she accuses me of stealing tables!  (There was one table, that she ignored and when I asked them if the ordered up front, the said no, they were ready and started saying they wanted 3 slices....)  And I told her!  When she was afraid I had more (and again questioned my honesty) cause I had some campers (starts pointing at tables), I gave her a 5 that was mine and took and then took the 2 top that came in and had been sitting at a dirty table that she ignored.  I had also cleaned the tables for the 5 top.  (Old dirty tables of C's).  After my 2 top, she then took the next three/four tables that came in.  On top of it, thru out the night, many of her tables kept asking me to get stuff cause she never came back and then there was the table she just forgot she had.  Also when a few tables came in, she didn't go to who came in first, she'd go out of order to pick who she thought looked the best.   GRRRRRRR....
 
Then at the end of the night she was like "I want to like you... I think we are friends...."  And I smiled but was like, hey, you need to help bus tables and you need to watch what is coming in the door.  This is not Friday night were you just wait for your station to fill up.  You need to watch what is going on.  She accused me of having over a 100 when she had 75.  I did not, I had like 73.  I said as much and that if she doubted me, she was more that welcome to count my money.  I don't know what she thought I might have had, but there was not cash in my pocket backing it up.  I then said I saw the three/four tables she just took.  She looked away and kind a blushed.  And I said I did not call her on that cause I am not like that.  But I saw it.  I then explained when she was pointing at tables, which tables had been camping.  I also added that when she was pointing to tables, it was busy and not the time to argue about it.  I am not like that.  I am not sure if she knew that she even made me angry.  I really kept my cool and was proud of myself.
 
Call me a bitch, call me anything, but don't call me dishonest.  OMG, that will set me on freaking fire.  So anyway, it never got heated even though inside I wanted to punch her out.  It is still friendly... but OMG.  She is something else.  J said that she is used to being able to con people out of tables with the poor me crap and that she may be getting pissed cause I do not take it or care.  He saw it tonight too.  I was hot after she left.  He laughed cause it was the first time ever that I complained about a server that I work with like that.  I have been there 1.5 years.  I said to him, at least the kids (we have a lot of young waitresses) try and just don't expect me to do freaking EVERYTHING and then complain cause I should give them my tables. 

J said once that he was working with her and a table of his got up and he saw them put three bucks down.  He was with a customer at the register.  While he was with them, he saw C go over and put the 3 bucks in her pocket.  He later asked her if they left him anything.  She looked him in the eye and said no.  He said he knew right then what kind of person she is.  He said, if she had said yes, he would have told her to keep it.  It just wanted to see what she would say.

J did say that he likes me way better than her and if she causes problems or says anything he will tell her that my nights are my nights and she needs to find another night to work.  He said, even better, if I get her to quit, that his wife will LOVE me forever.  His wife HATES her.  And she also has told him that C is the WORST waitress in the world.
Can I also add that I am so sick of hearing how poor she is yet she is having a biog Halloween bash, a even bigger 30th bday for boyfriend (costing somewhere around 1000) and going to FLA next month...  If you are so f-ing poor, then cancel the parties and rent a freaking video.  All night I am hearing... you are going to make more money than me and I need money.  Well, duh, don't we all?  Maybe instead of wasting time worrying about me, she should use that time to be a decent waitress.

Yet here I am at 12 freaking thirty, too irrated by this crap when I have so much other stuff already on my plate.  Can someone please pass me some benadryl?
View Article  My Grandmonster...
just had a stroke.  My mom could not get a hold of her since yesterday, so she called a neighbor of the Grandmonster.  The neighbor found her sitting in a chair unable to really move and not making sense.  My mom said it looks like she had been there all night and had peed all over herself.  Obviously they called the ambulance and were off the the hospital.
My mom is there now waiting for the tests to come back, but it is looking pretty bad.
I can't even explain how I am feeling.  It is no secret that the woman can be meaner than the devil.  But I do know in her own evil way, she does love me.  I guess that is why she is my grandmonster. 
And now I must get ready for work.  I'll be in great sted tonight to deal with the general public.
View Article  Wish us luck...
I've been too nervous to write anything and jinx us before this....  The positon that Ben has been wanting and working for was finally posted.  He has techically been doing the job for awhile now, but that is not the same as having it.  There were 22 applicants and this past Thurs. they interviewed everyone.
Since then Ben has made the short list which has 4 or 5 people on it and there are three positions available.   We know 4 of the short list people (I used to work for the same company.)  Of them, one would give Ben a run for his money if it were just one position.  But it seems like this woman and Ben are top of the list.  Ben interviews really well and truly does know his stuff.  He is a hands on manager who lead by example and would do great!  It also is the right step forward to him eventually getting his own store.  But, until they offer him one of the positions, it is only supposition.I think I am more nervous than he is.  He thrives on interviews and usually I do when it is me, but it is not me.  That means it is completely out of my control.  I have complete faith in Ben.  But, I am a bit of a control freak, LOL.  His next interview is tomorrow at 2:00.  So if you have a chance, send some positive vibes our way.  Thanks!
View Article  My thought of the day...
MEAN: characterized by malice; "a hateful thing to do"; "in a mean
        mood" [syn:
hateful]
In a world that is already filled with so much tragedy, it baffles my mind why people waste time being mean.  Personally I have a billion and a half better things to do ranging from spending time with my husband and kids down to picking lint out of my belly button.
View Article  I got an apology...
this morning that was sincere and not just quippy lip service.  I also woke up and felt better.  (Yes, Tammy, the sun did come out, LOL.  Boy was I an Annie fanatic growing up, LOL.)  Ben is a good guy, a great dad and husband.  But, he is still a man and that means that sometimes he just is an ass.  Ben said it best when he explained the Asshole Factor.  All men have this, just some men have it worse than others.  Bad Asshole Factor is a man who cheats, does not come home, hangs at the bar all the time... ect.  Mild Asshole Factor is being insenstitive from time to time.  But all men have it.  LOL.  At least he understands that sometimes he is just a... you know ladies, now say it together... ASSHOLE.  LOL.
View Article  I just want to cry ...
So I was driving home from work tonight when I saw a cat in the middle of the road.  I swirved as much as I could with out crashing.  If the stupid cat kept going the original direction, everything would have been fine.  But no, it turned around and I ran it over.  I turend around to see if it was alive.  It didn't seem to be breathing.  I called 911 who gave me the number to animal welfare.  I got a pager.  I left my number but no one called me back.   I stayed in my car, but by the cat for 30 mins.  But when no one was coming to help me, I left.  I felt badly, but did not feel comfortable getting out of the car.  It was dark and all I kept thinking was that I was going to get bitten.  I didn't think that would be a good idea at 17 weeks pg.
Of course Ben said the only two choices were to take the cat to the SPCA or check for a collar and call the owners.  And I did neither, so that made me feel great.
Then I just remembered that I forgot to take Sam to get her flu shot Tues.  This upset me cause out of both the kids, she is the one that REALLY needs it.  And of couse, there was already a waiting list back in Sept before the shot became avaialble.
Ben's response was to the effect of I can call and put her on the list again, so why was I upset.  Can I tell you how much that made me want to deck him?
I then tell him that I am feeling overwhelmed and not like myself.  Things are just slipping my mind and I feel like I am getting lost.   And of couse, he has to try to "solve" things, when all he should do is just shut the f up and listen.  STUPID!  STUPID!  STUPID!
I just want to bawl right now.  I do feel overwhelmed.  And G-d help me if I mention any anxiety about the baby - cause his fav pat response is that I am the one who wanted the baby.  I get no f-ing help with anything that takes actual thought and planning  in this house.   NOTHING!  And when I say I am upset, what do I get?  Crap. 
And now he said he was sorry.  And what, that makes me feel better?  No, sorry, it does not.  Screw you.