Somebody

Somebody sent this to me in an email….

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you’ve had a baby …

Somebody doesn’t know that once you’re a mother,”normal” is history.

Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct ..

Somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.

Somebody said being a mother is boring ..

Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver’s permit.

Somebody said if you’re a “good” mother, your child will “turn out good”…

Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.

Somebody said “good” mothers never raise their voices ….

Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor’s kitchen window.

Somebody said you don’t need an education to be a mother ….

somebody never helped a fourth grader with his math.

Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books….

somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery….

somebody never watched her “baby” get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten ..

or on a plane headed for military “boot camp.”

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married….

somebody doesn’t know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother’s heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother’s job is done when her last child leaves home….

somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don’t need to tell her …

somebody isn’t a mother.

Illegals

I heard on the news last night that three people were shot and stabbed near a playground which is behind an elementary school and next to the local university.  Of course I was horrified because we used to live near there and the thought that such crime has moved in was very sad to me.  What made it even worse is they said on the radio this morning that it was a bunch of illegal mexicans playing soccer and they got into a fight and broke out the guns and knives!  It seems I’m hearing alot of things like that…..crimes being committed or drunk driving and here lately it seems to be illegal immigrants.  I think there was even a prostitution ring uncovered a month……illegals.  I mean considering that a lot of the crime being committed these days stems from the illegals you would think they would do more to prevent that instead of just slapping their hands or making them citizen’s like some law makers propose to go ahead and do.  One lady on the radio said she was hit by a drunk driver (an illegal mexican guy) and her insurance had to pay for everything because of course they don’t have insurance and then nothing happened to the guy….he just went off to do more drinking and driving and will probably kill somebody next time.  Oh that burns me up!  This is probably a sensitive subject to some and is only my opinion.  I’m only going on observation of what I see or hear on the news and am not completely in tune with the laws governing this.  Me personally am not totally opposed to people from other countries immigrating here.  I think that is what made our country what it is but when you get an influx of people like that who come over illegally and commitcrimes…DO SOMETHING LAW MAKERS!  I’ve also never been clear about how they handle illegal immigrants as far as jail or aid.  Do we end up paying for that?  Are illegals put on the Government doll?  Given heath care?  I mean if they are here illegally why are we making it easier for them.  Okay if it’s just legal immigrants given Government aid, shouldn’t there be a cut off or quota?  It doesn’t make sense to me to allow people in our country only to pay them to live here?  I like diversity okay but not using my paycheck!  Back before there was government aid, immigrants lived in poverty sure but they worked to get somewhere and make a life for themselves..that’s what made our country.  Not immigrants coming here and living off Americans for awhile or forever.  Just my thoughts

Me Complain?

The big craze this week is being a complaint free world…..They were talking about it on the radio this morning then they said the guy who started it was going on Oprah tomorrow and sure enough this evening I saw a promo for it.  Not sure I could do that.  Complaining has become part of my every day conversion.  Sometimes I do it without even realizing it.  Although it would be nice, being someone who doesn’t complain is something I don’t think I could commit to for any lenth of time…well maybe a day.  Do you think I would be considered complaint free if I only TYPE my complaints?  As long as I don’t say them out loud..surely they don’t count.  Just like snacks that I sneek when no one is looking..they don’t count when I’m counting calories right?  I sorta used to be a person who didn’t complain as much.  I mean sure things bothered me but I kept them inside.  Frankly I think complaining can be just a way to speak up for yourself.  But maybe that’s not what they mean by us trying to be a compliant free world.  Maybe a complaint free world is a place where we don’t whine about taxes or fuss because our boss made us stay late one night.  Who knows!  All I know is it would be very hard for this world to change and be complaint free.  It would be nice though.

  Besides that I really don’t feel I have anything interesting to say this evening…this week for that matter.  Work has been so busy and I come home and the little boy has been really cranky and won’t sleep when we want him to sleep. …whoops sounds like I’m complaining huh?  I’ve had no time really for myself.  The house needs to be cleaned but who wants to spend their only days off doing that.  Wednesday is little boys first birthday and being the super mom I am I decided to make cupcakes to send to daycare.  Yes make them….a mix of course because I ain’t Betty Crocker but none the less I opted to make them instead of buying premade ones….It seems each day, each evening I am just preparing for the next day.  Is that how life s suppose to be?  I come home and play with my son, get him bathed, pick out clothes for him for the next day, hubby gets home, we eat, I clean up, I wash bottles, I prepare bottles for next day, I go to freezer and get out something to cook or heat up, I pack boy’s lunch sack, I pack up my lunch, I gather up anything that either needs to be sent to daycare like diapers, I bathe myself, I start thinking about what I ’m going to wear for the next day maybe iron it then I go to bed…..some evenings I do watch some TV, computer time and scrapbook time but overall I do all that other about every night.   I don’t think I’m really complaining I just feel like every day I’m just living for the next and wonder if that’s really living.  It’s hard being a super mom, loving mother, working woman, sexy wife…LOL!