I am waiting not-so-patiently for the bad news on how much we will owe. Hope there are refunds abound for all my friends & family!

I am starting to get a glimpse of how other people must feel. I have been so extremely lucky in regards to sleeping in this house. The kids are now napping once a day for between 2-4 hours at the same time making it possible for me to watch SVU marathons on a semiregular basis.

Sleep has been stellar. they go down at 745-8 and get up between 8-9am. it’s been on this schedule for at least 6+ months but all of my kids were pretty much sleeping through the night by 1 month old.

except Sawyer has now decided she hates sleep. and for the third night in a row (& the 4th night in a week) she is asleep in the baby swing by my bed after staying up till at least midnight and requiring an extra feeding around that time.

I am confused to say the least. I am also left laying SUPER still in case she were to wake up AGAIN.

And in just a few days of losing my mommy time (my actual sleep hasn’t been disrupted because I don’t fall asleep till well after 12 anyhow) I can feel myself getting frazzled easier. I’ve come to expect those 4+ hours to myself before bed every night to chill or even meet up with friends.

point being I guess now, even if just for a few nights- I have stood in the shoes of a parent with a late night party baby. and it sucks.

anyone have any ideas/tips/tricks to get my little girl sleeping again? because this? blows.

For the last two months I have welcomed at least 7 different technicians into my home to deal with my internets mystery illness while I kept PAYING for my services that basically didn’t work 12 hours day. Eash technician told me something different when they were here.

It was my router.

My computer.

the wiring.

“a mystery” -the words of at least 4 of said technicians.

my ’10 year old modem that they haven’t installed in 10 years’ that they installed 3 years ago.

One phone technician accused me of LYING about the problem because even though I had no internet from is chair he could “see” my modem perfect & I had never ever dropped internet in the last two months. “Ma’am, I don’t care what you or your friends think they know about how the internet works but I am sitting here looking at your modem & you have never lost connection. What you ar saying is based on guesses & I have COLD HARD FACTS.” Yes- this fool told me he had cold hard facts.

In my next call 20 minutes later the next phone technician to me she couldn’t communicate with my modem at all & that it had been on & off line every few minutes.

Whatever. My internet has been working recently very well after the modem exchange that the last in the parade of technicians installed.

But today, I was reminded AGAIN how much I hate Comcast when I DVR’ two important things. The interview with George W I was DYING to see & 90210. And when I went to watch them? The video is all pixelated & skipping while the audio is basically non-existant.

And while this annoys me greatly this isn’t the first time this has happened. Super Bowl? Same thing. 24? ruined. And now? this.

WHY OH WHY can’t Comcast ever get their shit together. I mean, for all they know I have cable this month in particular to JUST to watch GW chat it up. Because basically I did. So, where is my $300.00 credit, assholes???

No wonder Comcast is the recipient of the WORST BUSINESS IN AMERICA AWARD if I was the award passing out kind I’d definitely award them the ‘I am confused how you are even still in business because your customer service is horrendous’ award, as well as the coveted ‘you suck so hard. I want my $300 a month back because you suck giant ass.’

Hear that Comcast? THIS TIME I really am shopping for a new company because no one can suck as bad as you. NO ONE.

Respectfully,
Emmie Bee

TODAY. WAS. AN. EPIC. FAILLLLLLLL.

So last week I may have briefly mentioned that Scott’s van was in the shop for well over a week? And how my car broke down on the way to pick his car up from the shop only for his car to STILL be broken and require 3 more days at SERRAMONTE FORD, which in our opinion are notorious for putting under warranty issues on the far far far back burner and keeping our van for an average of 10 days for problems that take 1 day to fix.

We made it through that alive. Sure, Scott couldn’t work as much because most of his tools were 15 miles away at the shop. Sure, it was also the month we had to pay two registrations for cars that suck a big fat dee-ick. And our cat (who can’t have more than 3 lives left) who had to have 3/4 of a digit amputated & has since had 3 infections and bills totaling a house payment. So, going into November we were already in a small hole. Things in October weren’t going our way. We were keeping our chins up, though & keeping on & all that positiveness that I usually try to exude.

Then there was yesterday.

When Scott’s van broke down AGAIN, less than a week after it’s return.

And today?

My car that inexplicably took yet ANOTHER giant shit on my life & broke down as well.

We have no cars. Scott cannot work. We are already in a hole from last month & cannot go out to make the money to get out of the hole as that hole JUST. GETS. DEEPER.

Normally, as you know, I wouldn’t say this is a huge deal. I don’t want to dramatize things, but it really was the worst day I can remember. Around 3 PM, if you visited my house you’d have seen my husband in the front of the house swearing at the top of his lungs and slamming car doors while I sobbed to my mom asking “Whyyyyyy!???? WHY USSSS!?!?!WHAT DID WE DO TO DESERVE THIS BULLSHITTERY!?!?!” (yes, now it does sound over dramatized. Noted.)

But seriously.

Scott is such a hard working man. He gets up everyday & works his ass off for our family. He is a the sole income for exactly 4 humans & 3 pets. 7 mammals are dependent on his income for basically everything. He’s a 30 year old man with so much on his plate. A home. A business. A (large-ish) family. Lots of financial demands. And I think he’s cracking under the weight of that. And I can’t fix it. I don’t have the ability to go get a job that pays enough to match his income & take some burden off of him. I don’t possess the ability to leave my children in someone else’s care, even if I wanted to. I appreciate Scott SO MUCH & just wish there was a way to actually EASE his burden. I mean, I am there & supportive- but that doesn’t make this kind of stuff any easier. And, I’ll be first to admit, Scott is less than mature about how he handles stressful situations- which obviously helps NONE.

And this van, my car, the added bills & under work this last month are leaving us worn out & tired & feeling beaten down as a family. It has left us shaking our heads asking “Why us? When do WE get a break?” Yes, we are happy & healthy. We have SO. MUCH. to be grateful for, but sometimes it is so hard to not stomp your feet & throw a toddler sized tantrum over the fact that being an adult is SO. DAMN. HARD. SOMETIMES.

One pair is the “poolside” by sabre. I used to have them in bubblegum pink but I sold them on eBay. I’d like to get another pair in a more muted color.

Hubs & I are currently drooling over these bad boys-

Like, we both love them & want them in two colors so we can share them. Too bad the price tag is a cool $220.00 each. And yes, I realize sunglasses are expensive. I used to own THESE- but the mighty have fallen and now? $220.00 seems just completely out of my league. I’d love an anonymous donor to send them to us. But who am I kidding?!

It’s finally come back. Yes- IT. My freaking period. For the first time since 4/20/08. (I only know that because I remember being bummed to get my period on 4/20 when I was trying to get wasssteddddd) Anyhow- seriously. It took just over 2 years & three children- but it’s returned & now? I get to go back to worrying every month until I get it. Being a chick kinda blows. Just a little part of me cannot wait till menopause just so I can get rid of this thing once & for all! I blame this on the (lack of) breastfeeding. But, that is for another post.

And it’s not even what you’d think. I had a dream that we lived in a house with a loft & no half wall & Hudson FELL off the loft & well, I saw him land. Horrible. Morbid. I woke up and couldn’t breathe for a few seconds.

I’ve never had a dream like that. Why did it happen? I feel like shit for dreaming something like that. It was literally the first nightmare I’ve had in a longgggg time.

I’m kinda having trouble getting past it.

But, on a lighter note- Sawyer totally cries like the count on Seasame Street laughs. AH.AH.AHHHHHH. Hilarious.

But, Friday morning it was all downhill. He was exhibiting all the “signs.” He was in pain & I could tell. He wasn’t sleeping and I felt really bad for him. But, I don’t understand how when kids are tired or sick or whatever they get all flappy. He flails his arms and can’t walk & pretty much acts like a drunk. He ALWAYS ends up hurt.

So, basically Easter sucked. It was raining. He was in the worst mood. He pretty much completely missed his nap. The only adorable picture I have to share is this:

Because on the way to my husband’s aunt’s house (she lives about 5 minutes from us) Hudson took his “nap”. It was only 5 minutes but he was clutching on SUPER tight to his Elmo Easter egg full of teddy grahams. Pretty stinkin’ cute.

We do. Only because I can get my phone, fax, internet & cable on one bill.

It’s not cheap but it’s more convenient then paying a bunch of different companies.

Anyhow, yesterday it recorded part of the Super Bowl for us because we got home a bit late and wanted to rewind & watch. Too bad it recorded the first 45 minutes with no sound and was going in & out of total and complete pixelation. LAME SAUCE.

I called them to complain and they said: Well, your bill was due 2 days ago so maybe that’s why. I was like “uhhh, except every channel except the Super Bowl works. Are you trying to punish me for being late by ruining the Super Bowl?” The less then courteous lady on the phone then “sent a signal” and the problem was fixed. Assholes. We missed 45 minutes of Super Bowl & commercials.

I hung up and sent payment online.

Tonight? Yeah we went out into the living room to watch 24, approximately 10 minutes after it started. We like to fast forward the commercials. SAME SHIT!! Totally pixelated and NO EFFING SOUND.

So, I need to cancel Comcast. I hate them & my husband is really sad because first it was football- but now they have messed with Jack Bauer.

By 11 they STILL hadn’t called us. Scott was getting super stressed because he had to go home & change and load his van and get to SF. Hudson was having a minor (ok, moderate) meltdown. I was effin’ STRESSED! Perfect for a test where they monitor your blood pressure, contractions and baby heart rates. I finally went up to the counter and told them I’d have to come back because I couldn’t wait any longer.

They rescheduled me for 3 PM but of course, at 3 I would have no help with Hudson. Luckily, my sister-in-law Krust works across the street & was able to take part of the afternoon off to accompany me.

We went in and they took me back in a timely manner- but then- OF COURSE- they failed. It took 2 nurses & a doctor & an ultrasound machine a total of 1 hour to find Truman’s heart beat. Uhhhh, NOT good for my freaking blood pressure, kids.

Once they found the heartbeats of both the kids I just hung out for like 20 minutes & then the nurse came back to review my results. Awesome. Kids are just fine for now & I am having mild contractions that I can’t feel but the nurses think I should be able to feel. Monday I have to have my stuff checked for dilation.

Anyways, it was fine except for the whole heartbeat debacle & the fact that the itchiness makes the ultrasound gel stuff STING. Whatever. Almost done! I was told now that they are moving my scheduled section to March 4th and will hope I don’t need to give birth before then. So, that’s like 35 days till we meet these kids!