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Bumpkie Bottoms Giveaway!

To all the cloth diapering moms out there, you'll want to get in on this!  Bumpkie Bottoms is currently running a giveaway, now through March 21st, in conjunction with the KAM Snaps blog!!!!!  http://kamsnaps.blogspot.com/2011/03/bumpkie-bottoms-spotlight-giveaway-ends.html   Winner will receive a fleece diaper color in the size and color of his/her choice along with a $10 KAM Snaps gift card!  It takes a few minutes of uninterrupted peace to complete all the possible entries (to maximize your potential for winning), but with those kind of prizes, it's well worth it!!  Besides, what mom doesn't need ten minutes to herself?!  :)  So put on a cup of coffee, put the kids down for a nap, and get yourself entered for this giveaway.

All instructions are clearly stated on the site.

http://hyenacart.com/BumpkieBottoms/

Living in a War Zone

This one's for you, fellow mamas!  Do you ever feel like you live in a war zone?  Atomic bombs of diarrhea, booby trapped land minds of cheerios that explode when you step on them, cannons's of vomit that take out limbs, or what about the tanks that you step on in the middle of the night trying to navigate your way to the bathroom.  With all the destruction looming around every corner, some days it feels like you are a prisoner of war.  Well ladies, I bring good news!  There is a POW camp set up in every war zone just for us and it's a wonderful place that has long been discovered, although not shared, by our fellow "war parters", our husbands.  This POW safe-haven is none other than THE BATHROOM!  Yes ladies, I said it.  Men have been coming home from work and heading straight for the bathroom for centuries, leaving us abandoned in the war zone to fend for ourselves like a target in an open field.  Well I'm taking the camp back and I'm making it my own with candles, a CD player, and the best part... a lock on the door!  So join with me ladies and lets get some much needed relief.  Fight the open fires, eliminate the looming bombs and when there seems to be a tiny break in between enemy attacks, escape to your camp for a warm bath and a good crossword puzzle (or whatever your camp allows).  Let's all take a break from war to regroup and prepare for the next battle because you know it's coming.  Good luck and be safe!

Am I crazy?

Today was a crazy day.  Who am I kidding, every day in this house is a crazy day, but today had a little EXTRA crazy.  I love being a stay-at-home-mom and I love having my sewing business, but there are some days when I just feel like I've put a little too much on my plate and that I'm just a little crazy myself.  Today was definitely one of those days.  I found myself wondering why I even bother trying to have a business when I have children at home with me.  Maybe I should give up the dream of making something of myself (other than a mommy) and just accept that I have a full time job with no days off, no holidays, no vacation time... this is it.  I hear myself think these things and want to smack myself, but then again, that takes a lot of energy that I'm already lacking (hence the reason for these thoughts to begin with.)  Are we seeing a pattern forming?!  Ugh, I hate when I have these days.  I'd much rather stay with the days when I feel great, have energy, the kids are happy and play nice, and I'm inspired to create my items for my store!  That's not too much to ask, is it!?!?!?!  Ok, I've answered my own question... Yes, I AM crazy.

Joy To The World, The Nap Has Come!

"O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree... Andrew stop taking the ornaments off the tree. OK, lets start over... O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree....Andrew, honey, I know we have to water the tree, but we don't need to do it with the milk from your cup.... O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree....Now Hannah try to tone down the squealing a bit, we can't sing if our ears are ringing .... O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree... Now Hannah, that just sounded like screaming.  Settle down... O Christmas Tree, O Christmas...... O forget it!


 I'm thinking a rousing chorus of "Joy To The World, The Nap Has Come" is in order

Keeper of the Cheerios

Some days, when I'm really needing the help, I allow Andrew to sit in the living room and watch cartoons while he eats his breakfast.  Today is one of those days.  He's watching Dora and dancing around with excitement and I can't help but giggle.  Suddenly, out of no where, this precious little boy comes to me saying "Pizzzzz pizzzzz!" (Which translates to please) As I turned to look at him, he's holding his bowl up with big puppy dog eyes and I knew he wanted more Cheerios. The thought suddenly dawned on me that I am the "Keeper of the Cheerios."  What an awesome job!  I am the sole caretaker of the most beloved breakfast cereal and it's up to ME to make sure that cereal is always there.  No one comes to the Cheerio without momma.  I can't help but chuckle at the fact that I'm so deeply amused at this thought, or that I even had the thought to begin with.  It probably stems from having a cold, trying to do too much, and being sleep deprived, but by the same token it just doesn't take much to amuse me anymore so who knows.  None the less, I have now added a new title to my resume... Mom, wife, nurse, pharmacist, maid, cook, janitor, interior decorator, CEO of the Frazier Home, and Keeper of the Cheerios!  Ah, it's good to be Momma.