We have been busy wrapping up the school year here at Casa La Crazy! Oh my what a year! I know we studied a lot of different things but even I would you give you the automated, “I don’t know,” answer when you ask me what we learned from our books.
It was definitely a hands on kind of learning year for all of us! So this year I do believe we all learned:
– sleep…get it now before you NEVER get it again
– how to change a diaper in 30 seconds or less
-When momma yells “All hands on deck!” You come runing with a towel and an endless supply of baby wipes and be prepared to distract an Adrienne while another runs back and forth fetching yet more wipes,a new outfit,or the garbage can.
– That momma can go approximately 3 days without a shower before people in the house,and yes it was a boy even,start to complain that you smell.
– Reading to the rest of the group with a baby nestled in your arms is still the sweetest thing EVER!
-One crawling inquisitive baby = no one ever sitting still
– Even the 8 year old can make a full dinner for a family of 9!
– Chickens and Ducks are probably one of the funnest science lessons known to man.
– The art of room design as we switched up rooms for the 3rd time in a year.
– 7 year old are not too young to do the dishes
– A reminder in thankfulness in modern technology as we lived without a dishwasher for 3 months.
-Visitors ….oh be did we have visitors and they all were welcomed with open arms.
– Trying out new thing. I will admit when Kenna came to me saying she wanted to try some new ways in schooling I never drempt it would include the kids going to school part time. So far so good and we’re looking forward to next year!
-Every single kid in the house learned how to make momma a pot of coffee.
-How to help out our sister after she has had leg surgery
-How to be grateful for other’s help even when we have a hard time accepting it.
There have been so many changes and growing opportunities this school year! I have watched all the kids grow leap and bounds and am so proud of each one of them. Along with the growth and change that has occurred I have come up with new ideas on how to make next year better.
I have also begin working on a new blog. The whole format will focus more on homeschooling, life in a blended family, and well what life is really like here at Casa La Crazy. I started Twisted Domestic Goddess after a huge move as a single mom from Arizona to Washington State. I feel like I have outgrown this blog and am ready for a new one that focuses on the family life of 7 ,possibly more,kiddos. It is still in the design stages but I hope soon it will be ready!
I promise to keep you all posted of the new changes!
Not much time for blogging lately. I miss it but always seem to have about 20 other things going on,even at 4 in the morning.
Being the director and producer of Casa La Crazy has meant at times I feel pulled in a million different directions. So many changes going on,but all for the good. I woke up yesterday in an emotional funk. I wanted to be happy but truth is I was EXHAUSTED!
When someone asked me how I was yesterday and I told them tired they looked at me as if I had sprouted a third eye. Why is it that it’s ok for people to comment to you saying they don’t know how you handle it all,but when you admit every once in awhile(and trust me I must have been exhausted to actually admit I was tired),that you are tired they don’t understand why.
In fact someone actually asked,”Why” yesterday.
Which then makes me feel like I should be able to handle this whole big family life without being tired. I mean we the parents are the ones that chose to have a large family right? So we should be able to handle it all. That’s not always the case. Most the time it is the case,but through different seasons things change.
I know this season of exhaustion is just that…a season. So much is going on and so much is changing.
Things that have happened in the last 4 weeks alone:
– started 3 of the kids in a one day a week parent/public school partnership. Which now means I have to write out their lesson plans,check in with a teacher,and send in monthly progress of our homeschooling. Next year that will be all 6 school age kids.
– Kenna’s surgery. Having a kiddo laid up without two working legs is hard. It is for the best,but it is hard. Thankfully her casts are off and she has walking boots on,but she needs a walker, and it has taken her some time to get used to walking in the boots. She continues to amaze me though at her “can do” attitude. She even told me she was ready to start doing chores again!
– Moving our ducks and chicks outside. This isn’t necessarily hard,just another thing added to the day. Including the part where I had to stop feeding Squishy last week because all 19 birds managed to get out of the fenced area….it was bound to happen sooner or later. I was hoping for thought!
– The great bedroom swap! Oh yes we did it again. Too many girls going through puberty,needing to be alone. Two little girls who still play with toys and live in fantasy lands. Yes we swapped rooms. IT IS DONE and I will not swap again until we move!!! Which by the way I have informed Brandon we’re not moving again EVER. Well unless we buy a house or the owner decides to move back here.
– My mom’s visit. She arrives tomorrow! HOORAY!!! I’m genuinely looking forward to this.
So it’s not like all these things are bad,in fact none of them are and I enjoy having them be part of my life. It is just a lot going on at one time. I’m sure I’ll adjust to it all,but in the mean time I’m exhausted. I think it’s OK for all of us to become exhausted once in awhile. It means you’re working hard and hopefully with all your heart.
In fact by the time I adjust,knowing me, I”ll add something new to the mix. So for now….Here’s To Exhaustion!!! I raise my coffee cup to you!
Ms A has gotten to the fun stage of breastfeeding. She has always been a very engaged eater making sure people knew she was still in the room,getting upset if I spoke to others,or even just hitting my other breast.
I got a beautiful necklace for Christmas from Brandon with all of our kids’ names on it.It has four hearts with two names on 3 and only one on the other heart. Thankfully,it is very sturdy because it has been Adrienne’s favorite thing to hold onto while nursing
(thanks goes to the Rusted Chain for making me such a beautiful “nursing necklace”)
Until lately….now she likes to nurse while shoving her whole hand in my mouth. I have no idea why this is even comforting to her,but it is. The kids think it’s funny because they will ask me questions and try to get me to answer with my mouth full of hand.
Her latest breastfeeding trick though totally caught me off guard the first time she did it.She has done the motorcycle kick with her foot,she has attempted to hold onto my other breast while feeding,she has even managed to get up on all fours….and then,out of the blue,the other night….
She sat back on her knees,took one good look at my breast,gathered up all of her gusto,and…..
The look of pure joy on her face made me crack up in my crazy cat lady laugh.This of course led Squishy to think she was the greatest thing ever(which duh she is.),and practice it repeatedly. Both of us were thoroughly worn out in giggles,as she would dive bomb,feed,then unlatch to try again.
Of course now that she has perfected her technique on the left side,she is trying it out on the right side as well. I know I’m in for it when Squisihy gets up on her knees and starts to bounce with that big ol gummy grin.I can almost hear her shouting:
***Do you have any fun gymnurstic stories of your nursling?If so hop on over to this week’s breastfeeding blog hop with sistersncloth.***
I haven’t posted with the sisters n cloth breastfeeding hop for awhile. Mainly,because the topics were covering problems as well as other uses for breast milk. I have encountered neither of these,so well, I haven’t had anything to say! I know, I know me? Quiet? Nothing to say? Unbelievable right?
This week’s topic however is right up my alley! The topic is nursing past one.
When Adrienne and I first ventured on this breastfeeding journey together my first goal was to make it to 6 months. Well,Adrienne turned 7 months on Monday!
7 months and she still prefers breast milk to anything else. She has had some baby cereal,which she quickly grew tired of. I now offer her up the food we’re eating,but a couple of bites later she is really only still interested in nursing. Which is fine by me. She is using s sippy cup with water about once a day,but we have totally skipped the whole bottle thing. What Adrienne needs during the high paced day of being surrounded by 6 older siblings,is time to just sit and cuddle with mommy and detach from the rest of the world. HEY,I GET THAT!
So why would I even want to go over a year nursing?
With my other kids I learned that babies and kids will move on when they are ready. I”m pretty sure Squishy will not be sitting around the table schooling,stressed out about learning multiplication,with a boob hanging out of her mouth for comfort.
Now though,she not only nurses for nourishment,but also for comfort. So why wouldn’t I continue that into her toddler years?
I’ve had friends and family members ask when I plan to switch her over. Or tell me I can’t baby her forever. Well trust me she is not the temperament that can be babied. As much as she loves to snuggle and nurse,she is extremely independent and curious about the world around her.
I have become to think of myself as a “homebase” for Squishy.
Also what better way to ensure she is getting her vegetables,fruits(which she does not care for in eating),and other vitamins than by nursing? I know in time she will start eating more foods and nursing less,but right now she is a healthy,nursing,7 month old who is ready to take on the world.
Oh what a fun topic over at Mama Kat’s Losin It writing prompts this week! I will admit I did the “Kenna Maniacal Laugh” when I read number 4. 5 Things You Should Never Say to Your Mother.
I was known as a child to spout off at the mouth. My mouth was the one thing that could constantly get me in trouble. I’m pretty sure I could’ve gotten in trouble just for saying things in my sleep…in fact I did once when my mom heard me cussing in my sleep. In my defense I had an ulcer…it flippin hurt!
So here ya go 5 things you should never say to MY mom. We’ll do it countdown style…because number 1 still I think goes down in the record books.
5. “Why do you have to be home when I get home? Can’t you get a job?When I grow up I’m NEVER going to be a stay at home mom.” Yeah that one kinda bit me in the ass huh? I now know why my mom was always home when I came home from school and value her sacrifices very much but man back then,I swore it was her day in day out job just to spy on me.
4. ” Stop fighting you two.” Ok I should say I grew up in the age of “divorce” My parents have been married for 46 years come this June. They’ve been it for better and for worst When I would say this my parents would look at me quizzically and respond with,”We’re not fighting we’re discussing.” Looking back I see that they were because I can honestly not remember ONE fight between the two of them.
3. “What are we having for dinner?” Sometimes the answer would be “baaaa” (yes she made the animal noise),sometimes she would answer,”chicken boobies”(sigh totally embarrassing as a teen), and sometimes she would just answer slop. Oh yummm!
2.”Stop yelling at me.” to which my mom in turn would tell me,”THIS is not yelling….THIS IS YELLING!” ok ok mom I got the difference.
And number 1 you NEVER EVER used as a response to a task my mother asked of you. I mean NEVER…..
1. “Yes Mother Dearest.” to which the rant would start,” Do NOT call me Mother Dearest! Do I beat you with wire hangers?Do I? Well? NO? Then do not call me Mother Dearest.” Don’t think this stopped me though. I knew this was the one hot button phrase that would get my mom’s goat.
I shared this with my kids one time. I had to explain to them who Joan Crawford was. Of course they try it with me to which I respond in my best Joan Crawford, “No…More…Wire…Hangers!”
Yesterday was Brandon’s 32 birthday….awww 32. Seems like just yesterday I was that young fun age. Now I’m facing 36 almost dead on.
Anyways this isn’t a post about me and how I refuse to grow up.
So,where was I? Oh yes Brandon’s birthday. Yes,yesterday was Brandon’s birthday.
There was ooey gooey cake.
There was shrimp quesadillas.
And just possibly…there was a misplaced birthday present that his older feeble minded girlfriend misplaced and still cannot find!
Oh and of course there was the birthday boy!
So,in honor of Brandon’s 32nd birthday,I present to you:
32 Things I Love About My Man
1. His equal unabashed love of coffee-thanks to him there’s always a fresh pot on.
2. His handiness around the house. Whether it’s cooking or fixing something,he is pretty darn helpful to have around.
3. His height-It’s rare that I can’t reach something but when I can’t,he can.
4. His love for my kids. It’s not easy to walk into a step parent roll…he is a pretty awesome step dad.
5. He makes sure I eat my vegetables.
6. He painted my toenails almost weekly this summer when I was too pregnant to half the time even SEE my toes!
7. He appreciates the little things,not the big flashy expensive things.
8. He honestly would rather see me without makeup.Which makes me feel so less guilty on those pajama days we seem to have so often around here!
9. His laugh…his laugh is contagious.
10. Watching stand up comedy with him for the obvious reasons…(see number 9.)
11. He works his butt off so I can stay home with the kids.
12.He works nights…anyone who works nights I tip my hat off to.
13. He’s younger than me. Yes yes I can say…yup I got me a young hottie. Or….maybe not….that still kinda sounds creepy. Still I like the fact he’s younger than me!
14. He loves all the kiddos,even on their worst,boundary pushing days.
15. He’s one of the only people that I know,that is more competitive than me at family game night.
16. The feel of his arms wrapped tightly around me. No place I would rather be.
17. Even though he’s not a music person he totally indulges me in my love for music….yes even if it’s NKOTB.
18. He was totally hands on with the birth of Adrienne right up till it was time to deliver the placenta. Yes he delivered our baby girl…how could you NOT love him after that.
19. He’s not really into sports….thank GOD!
20. We would both love to live off the grid someday!
21. He is willing to let me get a goat.(oh yeah that’s a whole OTHER blog post)
22. He can handle me on my “oh my gosh I have sooooo much to do,so I think I will just crawl into the corner and rock back and forth” days.
23. He tells me I’m beautiful even if I haven’t showered in a day or two.
24. He plays enough video games for the two of us. Yes I do thank him for that because I really cannot fall into that addiction again.
25. He constantly tries to educate himself on different topics which makes him fun to talk with.
26. Even though he’s not a singer,he learned the special words to the song I sing to Adrienne,that my grandpa used to sing to me.
27. I know he will fight tooth and nail to keep this family together.
28. He gets just as excited over gifts as I do. so excited I got most of my Christmas presents early! WOOHOO
29. He’s not a big sweet tooth person most of the time…which leaves more chocolate for me! Total Win!
30. He supports my dreams of becoming whatever I want. Whether it is a cosmetologist,a labor doula,or heck even an astronaut.
31. He’s not a boob man…thank god since my boobs belong to Adrienne at the moment.
32. He loves me unconditionally…good,bad,or indifferent, I know he’s there for me.
Happy Birthday Baby I hope your day was as special as you are to us! I promise one of these days I will find your gift…of course it will probably be Christmas by then!
So now that baby is 5 months old and no not sleeping through the night ,I’ve been able to juggle things a bit more…I’ve also been able to read more of the blogs that I used to and link up with.
This morning I hopped on over to Kelly’s Korner to see what she was up to.
Oh my the topic of the day is organization.
I had to stifle a laugh.
Yesterday was all house clean up.
What is all house clean up you ask?
Well it is when every child gets two extra big chores…..
and they love every minute of it,
or maybe not.
Then as if to add insult to injury,I made them all clean out their rooms,purge,and organize.
So far we’ve taken about 8 bags to donation and our library room is full of many more bags to be dropped off today.
Every once in a while I get a fire under my butt to organize,yesterday was one of those days.
I can actually see kids’ floors,and no fingerprints on the walls.
I know this will last approximately 3 days,but it makes me feel good anyways.
It’s not like my kiddos don’t do chores every morning,but every once in a while it’s good to do some extra deep cleaning and teach the kiddos how to do these new things,so when they grow up they know how.
But how does one stay organized with 7 kids? One that has started to try to crawl?
It is week 6 of Sisters N Cloth Blog hop and so far I’ve only missed one week! That’s pretty amazing for me. This week is all about booby love. Ok maybe it’s more about nursing and what you love about it.
For someone like me who has only tried once before to breastfeed and failed miserably, I was entering this whole booby time very cautiously.My first goal make it till my milk comes in. yes the first time I didn’t even make it that far.
Then the whole nursing in public….or not running to my room when we have guests over(hey this is my house after all).From there …..well I now feel like I could take on the world!
So here are a few things I have fallen in love with regarding breastfeeding Squishy
1.I love that Squishy is now at the age that she knows exactly where her JJ(short for Jug Juice) is coming from. I will hold her and she will pull at the straps of my nursing tanks.
2. Those nights where really all she wants to do all night I can snuggle up on the couch with her and both of us just drift back to sleep.
3. The way that she brushes my left breast when she is nursing on that side….only on that side does she do this.
4. The hours we have spent gazing into each others’ eyes.
5. When she suddenly pops off at the breast and I become a gigantic milk sprinkler…some may not love this but it usually provides me and the kiddos a good giggle at just the most needed time.
6. Her listening to me sing numerous genres of music and not covering her ears but just still contentedly nursing.
7. The smiles….ohhhh the smiles….enough to melt your heart.
8. Seeing her completely and utterly relaxed
For all the hard work it has been as well me and Adrienne have developed the perfect nursing relationship and I’m so proud of both of us! Never did I think I would love breastfeeding as much as I do.
What a week this has been! It began with Deanna being sick,then me, and now that momma is on the mend….BAM Holly is sick. Unfortunately she goes to her dad’s this weekend so I guess I will spend today cuddling and loving her as much as possible.(oh the joys of a blended family.)
I am finally starting to feel better and just in time to join in on SistersNCloths breastfeeding blog hop.
This weeks topic?
Your first time nursing in public.
Not that I’ve ever been known for my ….ummm modesty. I do remember embarrassing my bestie one time by basically giving her car a lap dance when she pulled up to pick me up bumping PitBull’s “You Know You Want Me.” No I didn’t take take my clothes off but you get the general idea….and I’m sure all my neighbors did.
But actually risk exposing part of my body?
I figured my first few week I would stay at home to get the hang of this whole nursing discreetly thing down no biggie. However by the end of week 2 I was going stir crazy.So,Brandon decided we should head out to our favorite buffet to go eat.
Adrienne has never been one to be covered. She just hates it.
Luckily the buffet we went to is very family friendly and loved it when we brought our whole group (plus Kenna’s) best friend.Yes all 9 of us. Most the attention was on the other kids so no one even paid attention that I was nursing. In fact we even have our own table there now.
Because of how friendly everyone I got over my fear of nursing in public very fast. Very rarely do I even cover now. I figure people would rather deal with maybe seeing a nip slip than listen to a crying hungry baby.
We’ve been back to that restaurant almost weekly.
As far as nursing in other places in public. Feeding her here first and being so supported has helped me to see it is not that big of a deal. Everyone deserves to eat comfortably.
Woohoo for MondayL isticles! This week Stasha did me the honor of picking my idea. I love this girl and even though I don’t participate s much as I wish I could I love Monday Listicles.
When I was sharing with my kids last night what this week’s topic was and what it was for Nathaniel stops and says….
“Wait,Listicles??Ummmm that sounds kinda close to.”
“Yes Yes it does,” I cut him off abruptly. Ah,You gotta love teenage boys.
So what idea did I come up with?
10 things you wanted to do/be when you grew up
With all these kids growing up so quickly here at Casa La crazy,Brandon and I like to sit back and play the,”What do you think they will be” game from time to time.Which got me remembering some of the things I said I had wanted to be while growing up.
1. A Nurse…Now that dream got squashed by the fact I would have to be on my feet so much and well umm if you read my last post on teenage Wendy you will understand the difficulty of why. Although I have decided to look into being a doula and possibly a lactation consultant.
2.An actress….I decided this after my mom told me one day I would be a great soap star because I was so,ummm,well, dramatic. I know I know hard for you all to believe right?
3. Get my pilots license…growing up my dad had his and we used to go flying in his little Cessna. This is still on my bucket list.
4. A ballet dancer…I mean what little girl didn’t want to be a ballet dancer? Then my mom suggested jazz or hip hop because….well….I’m not the most graceful person on the face of the planet. It worked out well I fee in love with jazz.
5. Live on a farm with lots of animals. I was the only girl living out in the country without cows,horses,goats,or even ducks. This dream is still a very big possibility.
6. A teacher…I know this one is not a big shock to all of you.In fact I spent some time teaching preschool and kindergarten.I love this age!
7. Live on top of a hill. When we were driving once I saw the prettiest hill outside of a nice small town. I told my mom that when I grew up I wanted to live on top of that hill by myself and write.I would come into town for supplies and food,but mostly just live off the land. This of course was after I had just finished reading My Side Of The Mountain.
8. Own a horse…which I did for a little bit. Hey what can I say I’m still a country girl at heart.
9. A writer…I’ve always loved writing whether it was songs,poems.or stories. I am so glad I have continued with this dream.
10. A truck driver. I told my dad and grandpa(his dad) this once when we were visiting. I remember them both chuckling and me demanding to know what was so funny.Grandpa told me,” Wendy you wouldn’t be able to stand not talking to anyone for that long,and being by yourself.” To which I told him…
“That is why they have CB radios and trucks stops!”
Well there it is the list of 10 things I wanted to do or be when I grew up. Of course I always wanted to be a mom as well,but I kinda became an overachiever in that category! Hey if you’re good at something keep on doing it right? So take a moment to go over to The Good Life and read some of our other friends dreams and maybe even post your own!
Next week our friend Ducky has asked us to list 10 things found in our purse. do diaper bags count?