Happy Father's Day!

Nocturnal Tag Team (Guest Post by Domestic Imp)

*yawn*

I don't know what it is that the two youngest minions are up to, but it's become obvious, even to my sleep deprived brain, that there is indeed a plot in the works.

As Holmes would say, "There's trouble afoot!"

It seems, once I'm settled into bed, Cubby begins to wail.

Sometimes, it's as soon as my head sinks into my pillow.

Other times, it's just as I start to drift.

It used to happen now and again, but lately, it's an every night experience. I'm genuinely not sure what's worse, the instant wail, or the waiting til I start to drift wail, but I'm leaning towards the drift, because it's more of a tease...sleep so close, then so brutally yanked away.

Then, Boo gets in on the action.

His participation of the nocturnal game of Get Momma is to wait until I'm either in the midst of taking care of Cubby...or, just as I'm about to tuck Cubby in, thinking I'm home free and able to crawl back into bed, HE wakes up, and begins to wail.

Again, not sure what's worse,  being mid feed or change with Cubby, and hearing Boo wake, or mere steps away from crawling into bed myself.

And then it repeats, about three hours later.

I don't know how they're doing it, but they're decidedly working together. There can be no further doubt.

I thought that Boo cuddling, kissing, and babbling away at Cubby was a sign of brotherly love, and took delight in Cubby's reaction to him, the smiles, the huge belly laughs, and almost hysterical giggling.

Nope. They were making plans to coordinate their nocturnal domestic terrorism.

This is all their Dad's fault. They obviously get their devious plotting abilities from him. 

Everyone knows how innocent, pure of motives, and committed to peace and harmony of all mankind and Earth's creatures I am.

Great.

Not even my dog believes that.

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This was a guest post by the hilarious Domestic Imp. You can find her blogging about homeschooling, parenting, and domestic.....bliss.... over at Not A Stepford Life.

Happy Mother's Day!

My sister and I got to be pregnant at the same time for 5 months. This was her first pregnancy, this will be my last. I got a beautiful new niece the other day and I am so happy for my sister and brother in law. They're going to be great parents. My sister a few months back recommended the movie What To Expect When You're Expecting. For those of you who haven't heard of it, it follows the pregnancies of four different women and the adoption process of another. It shows many of the different aspects of pregnancy, different ways different women's bodies respond to pregnancy and delivery. But it's not a documentary, it's a romantic comedy with plenty of funny stuff for dads as well (the Dude's Group was awesome, but you're not suppose to talk about what happens at Dude's Group....) It's not the kind of movie I usually watch, so I put it off. But it showed up on Netflix Instant, so I watched it last weekend. And I liked it so much I watched it again with Principal Daddy that night (he liked it, too.)

Warning: if you are pregnant or a mom you WILL at some point probably tear up. The movie is probably funnier if you've already been through the process once before, funny if you're currently pregnant, but you might not get it if you've never been there-done that. I consider this to be an adult movie. There is some swearing and mention of intimate body parts. There is the suggestion of how these couples get pregnant, but they do not show anything unsavory. Not all of the couple are married at the time of conception. But I still recommend it if you're pregnant. I will warn sensitive viewers: they do show pregnancy and delivery going wrong as well as right.


*General Spoiler Alert*

I wanted to share one of the moments that made me tear up, hopefully without spoiling the movie. One of the moms-to-be is in labor and she's not progressing well and the baby's heartbeat starts dropping and the doctor tells her they need to preform an emergency c-section. The mom keeps saying "but I have a birth plan; I want to push! The birth plan is typed! Please, I want to push, I want to try to push."  Oh man, I'm tearing up just typing that! I know exactly how that feels. That was me with Builder Boy. Having to have a c-section to save both our lives (I developed HELLPs) I still felt like a cop-out. Like I was denied a right of motherhood; like I couldn't consider myself a true mom without going through the natural delivery process. I had to have an emergency c-section with Early Bird, even though I had wanted to attempt a vbac. But now, after two c-sections, my husband, doctor, and I are not willing to risk a vaginal birth after 2 c-sections. So that's something I'll never get to do. I know now that that doesn't make me any less of a mother. If there's a mom out there reading this that doesn't know that yet: have a c-section does NOT make you less of a mother.

So Happy Mother's Day out there to all the Moms, no matter how you became a mother (and that includes the adoptive moms, too!)

Three Little Pigs-Shakespeare Style

I love this! All clean, family friendly, and worth watching the whole thing.

Horrible Histories BBC TV Show

I recently discovered this show and, I admit, I have done little in my free time other than watching all the clips I can find on youtube. How come I'd never heard of these before?! They are HILARIUS! It's a kid show about different eras in history and different gory, gross, weird, odd, and poop related information. But it can't just be for kids because I am cracking up over here. I have their wives of King Henry the VIII song stuck in my head. "Divorced, beheaded and died, divorced, beheaded, survived." I will forever remember what happened to each  wife, even if I don't remember their names. So if you've never heard of them before, check them out!

And here is a song on Hieroglyphics for this week's history lesson.