This is cool

So, a friend showed me this site where you post your blog URL (or just a bunch of text if you prefer) and it'll take the words you use the most and make a collage out of them!

Here's mine:
http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/361496/Housewife

I find it funny that the word 'ass' made it in, lol.

Now, I showed you mine....let's see yours!

Wow, let me dust off the old blog here......

Where have I been? My usual 'chatty' self has taken a back seat to a quiet boredom. I sort of fell into a routine of..........(brace yourself)......housework! ::gah!!!!!!::

I re-arranged the living room. (I get sick of looking at the same crap over and over again.)

I've been doing laundry and dishes non-stop for months.

I actually vaccumed once or twice! (I have yet to dust though ;-)

I made my daughter's Halloween costume this year.

We put our Christmas tree up.

I've finished the Christmas shopping (and most of it's wrapped too!)

The Christmas cards are done and waiting to be mailed out.

Yep, I'm Martha freakin Stewart these days! ;-)

How this happened is beyond me. I'm SUPPOSED to sit on my ass and browse the internet all day. I don't know where this new found love of keeping the house tidy came from. (Notice I said "tidy" and not "clean". Clean means you actually make your house clean. Tidy means you pick up the crap all over the place and ignore what you can't see. So don't anybody be looking on top of my refrigerator or in any closets. And God forbid you crouch down to look at the baseboards in the kitchen! ::shudder::)

So that somewhat explains why I haven't been keeping up with this thing. I'll try to be more lazy and talkative in the future. ;-)

I'm off to pick up more toys and start another load of laundry!

I have energy!

Where did this come from? In the last 2 days, I have cleaned the kitchen (both days), done loads and loads of laundry, straightened the living room, gone to the grocery store and I took my baby to the park.

And I still had time to play around on the computer and watch t.v.

What the heck??

How come some days I feel like death warmed over, and other days I have all this energy?

I even considered mopping the kitchen floor today! *gasp!*

I better come to my senses and go watch a movie before I actually do something productive, lol!

And so it begins.

The battle of the Sippy Cup vs. the Bottle.

It is a battle of epic proportions. Every parent goes through it. The whining....the crying.....the pouting. And just when you think you've convinced them to only use a sippy cup, the refuse and only the bottle will do.

I'm not talking about my daughter, mind you. I'm talking about MY HUSBAND!! He refuses to get on board with the sippy cups.

You see, my daughter takes them just fine. Sure she fought it at first for a while, but that was months ago. Now she takes them just fine for me. It's my husband that needs 'training'. As soon as he offers it to her and she shakes her head, he goes for the bottle. I swear, we take 2 steps forward and 1 step back. I am *this* close to throwing out all the bottles.

I had her using ONLY the cups for 2 days straight, and he comes home and within 5 minutes she's got a bottle.

"She wouldn't take the sippy cup. I tried"


Riiiight. Try harder! Give it 5 minutes and she will drink from it. I promise!

Seriously, I didn't know I'd have to battle my daughter AND my husband on every little thing!

Just wait until it's time to ditch the passy.

I'm gonna need a drink.

Taking care of a kid when your sick sucks.

It's damn near impossible to do.

Especially when your kid is at an age where she can't really do anything for herself, and wants you to entertain her 24/7.

And it doesn't help that I married a workaholic. Granted, he's a really good dad and husband, but he has to actually BE here to help out. And his one day off was spent complaining about a headache and being tired. (hey, join the club, buddy!)

But I'm feeling better now (thanks to spicy food, hot tea and Tylenol PM ;-)

And today I've actually managed to do a load of laundry and throw some crap together in the crock pot. Go me!! :-D



Man, I need a maid. *sigh*

Trying something "new"

So, we're trying something we haven't done in a while.



Something I complain about a lot and generally detest.




We're cooking at home!

::shock::

(lol!)


Anyone who knows me, knows how much I hate cooking. I'm not sure why. I guess it just seems like one more chore (and it messes up the kitchen.)

But we're trying to save money, so we went shopping last night and actualy DIDN'T fill the cart up with stuff from the freezer section! We bought "real" food! (I felt so grown up! ;-)

I know we got stuck in a rut of just getting easy-to-make meals (that are easy to eat with one hand, since that's how you do almost everything when you have a baby). So now we're trying to get out of that rut.

So no more frozen pizzas, no more t.v. dinners. (at least not multiple times a week.)

Now we have chicken breasts, ground turkey and pot roast (and all the other crap that goes with it).

I'll be taking volunteers to come over and actually make this stuff into a decent meal. ;-)

Let's talk about guilt.

I'm sure I'm not alone in feeling guilty about almost EVERY little thing that has to do with my kid or my house.

If I let the dishes pile up: guilt.

If I can't remember the last time I vaccumed or dusted: guilt.

If I feed my girl anything out of the freezer or from a drive-thru: guilt.

If I go upstairs to check on her, and realize she has taken it upon herself to remove her own diaper: guilt. (And a little bit of "Oh crap!!")

But.......why? I mean, EVERY mom (and dad) has done this or had this happen to them. Why do we feel so guilty and ashamed over it? It's just life, right? Do we REALLY hold ourselves to the stereotypical 1950's standard? And if we realize that that is just plain rediculous and we're not always going to be able to keep a spotless house and make homemade meals all day and look clean and presentable, then why do we feel so bad about it when we can't do that?

I don't know.......I've come to embrace my laziness. Yes, I still feel guilt over the things I mentioned above, but then I stop to think: would *I* judge another parent for doing those exact things? Or would I think "Ah! I'm not alone!!"

Yet I still can't shake the guilty feelings.

I guess I just have to keep telling myself that it's just normal life. Maybe the guilt is a way to keep myself from becoming too lazy. (If I feel bad enough about the kitchen looking like a disaster, it'll at least motivate me to clean it. And then I feel better b/c I have a clean kitchen!)

Maybe the guilt is a side effect of the depression? Or maybe the depression worsened because of the guilt? (which came first, the chicken or the egg?)

Either way, I guess my only remedy is saying, "screw it. I'm too tired to cook, clean or shower right now. Let's see what's on t.v." and go on another day, feeling slightly guilty about 'normal' life.

What prompted me to start this blog?

I'm not sure exactly. Lord knows I spend enough time on the computer. I may as well share my thoughts with whoever will listen. So this is my first official "blog".

I'm not sure how often I'll keep up with it, but (as most people who know me well enough know) I like to voice my opinion and tell people what I'm thinking. So here goes.

I spend most of my days in my pajamas, sitting in a dirty house, listening to The Wiggles (or some other kids show) while my 19 month old daughter plays and generally gets on my nerves. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces and she is the best thing in the world! But....she's still a kid and let's face it....kids can be annoying sometimes.

Even though I wouldn't change anything for the world, I sometimes miss the freedom I once had. For instance, I miss being able to take a nap whenever I damn well please. I miss going to the movies. I miss having uninterrupted conversations with my husband and friends. But....those days are over (for now) and I'm generally okay with that.

I say 'generally' because, in addition to the normal woes of parenthood, I am dealing with Postpartum Depression.

So I guess that's why I started blogging. To get things off my chest and (hopefully) help anyone else out there dealing with depression. So that's it. This isn't going to be a 'touchy-feely' blog, mostly because I'm not a 'touchy-feely' kind of person. I'm hoping that, like with everything else in my life, I can deal with this through a lot of humor and a little bit of cynicism. Or maybe I can just use it as an excuse to be lazy! ;-)