Normally I "cash in" my earnings from surveys and swagbucks once per quarter. It makes it a little bit more fun to get a big check, doesn't it? Well this past quarter I have been a little too busy to do many surveys...I don't have anything to cash in!
I do have some swagbucks that I will convert to Amazon giftcards (totaling $25), which is nothing to sniff at, but this is the lowest cash out that I've had in a long time! I guess it's time to do a few more surveys.
I know what I've been doing with that time, though. I've been trying to get a little bit more organized every day. And I'm still so tired because the littlest one still eats in the night. {I know!} I'm trying to play with my little ones and keep them from destroying the house. Three kids under three sure make a BIG mess.
Showing posts with label Mommy Talk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mommy Talk. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sad eyes
I had a busy morning. My baby girl had her one year checkup. Then we had park day. Then we had some quick grocery shopping to do. (Note to self: Shopping with all three babes is never "quick"...even when your list has only 5 items.)
I got the cool shopping cart with the car on the front so the twins could entertain themselves while I shopped. I even gave them books to peruse. Somehow, the itch to get out and cause havoc got to them...and it all came to a head at checkout.
It wasn't anything that I haven't been through before: wandering away, picking up every piece of candy at the checkout, touching the self-scanner so it won't work (why do I go through those lines?!), the ONE coupon I had didn't work so I had to rescan all my items (and didn't buy the item with the coupon).
By the time we got out to the car, I was DONE. Get in the car. Get in your seat. Please don't whine. I turned up the music to help drown out the sound of little voices, the pitying and sad glances of passers-by at the grocery store flashing in my mind and making my blood boil a bit.
Sad? Don't be sad for me. Yes, I had a rather arduous trip to the grocery store. But I'm not sad. My life as a mommy is far from glamorous, but I make up for that in payments of kisses and hugs.
It's all about balance: tempering the hard times with the good, blocking out the lack of sleep and the ruined wardrobe and the piles of dirty laundry that lurk around every corner. Replacing those with images of popsicle smiles and snuggling your once-tiny babe into your squishy tummy (who needs rock hard abs?).
Every day the challenge begins anew to love and teach and guide my little ones and take a deep breath when they spill the milk or say "it's mine!" one hundred times.
Sad? No, don't be sad for me.
I got the cool shopping cart with the car on the front so the twins could entertain themselves while I shopped. I even gave them books to peruse. Somehow, the itch to get out and cause havoc got to them...and it all came to a head at checkout.
It wasn't anything that I haven't been through before: wandering away, picking up every piece of candy at the checkout, touching the self-scanner so it won't work (why do I go through those lines?!), the ONE coupon I had didn't work so I had to rescan all my items (and didn't buy the item with the coupon).
By the time we got out to the car, I was DONE. Get in the car. Get in your seat. Please don't whine. I turned up the music to help drown out the sound of little voices, the pitying and sad glances of passers-by at the grocery store flashing in my mind and making my blood boil a bit.
Sad? Don't be sad for me. Yes, I had a rather arduous trip to the grocery store. But I'm not sad. My life as a mommy is far from glamorous, but I make up for that in payments of kisses and hugs.
It's all about balance: tempering the hard times with the good, blocking out the lack of sleep and the ruined wardrobe and the piles of dirty laundry that lurk around every corner. Replacing those with images of popsicle smiles and snuggling your once-tiny babe into your squishy tummy (who needs rock hard abs?).
Every day the challenge begins anew to love and teach and guide my little ones and take a deep breath when they spill the milk or say "it's mine!" one hundred times.
Sad? No, don't be sad for me.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
...so you can rest medicine
Saturday I came down with some kind of cold. I tried to push through it, especially since Husband left before the dawn on Sunday for a work trip to the city of brotherly love. No matter how I've tried to ignore my sinuses, the cold lingers.
As I lay in my empty California king bed last night, my eyes burning from my inflamed sinuses, I thought about what would really make me feel better: more sleep? someone to take the kids for even an hour? That old Nyquil commercial popped into my head and thought I'd come up with one of my own version. Because, the regular Nyquil wouldn't do much for me (in fact, it always keeps me awake...go figure).
Introducing Bay Area Mommy-Nomic's Super Nyquil for Sick Mommies:
The sniffling,
sneezing,
sore throat,
achy,
fever reducing,
toddler muting,
wet nurse for crying babies,
crisp sheeted bed in a quiet room with only the sound of the rain on the roof,
dishes done,
laundry folded,
dinner cooked and children fed,
babies bathed and dressed for bed,
deliver your favorite breakfast in bed after letting you sleep in as long as you wanted,
so you can get your rest
medicine.
Now that's not too much to ask, is it? : )
As I lay in my empty California king bed last night, my eyes burning from my inflamed sinuses, I thought about what would really make me feel better: more sleep? someone to take the kids for even an hour? That old Nyquil commercial popped into my head and thought I'd come up with one of my own version. Because, the regular Nyquil wouldn't do much for me (in fact, it always keeps me awake...go figure).
Introducing Bay Area Mommy-Nomic's Super Nyquil for Sick Mommies:
The sniffling,
sneezing,
sore throat,
achy,
fever reducing,
toddler muting,
wet nurse for crying babies,
crisp sheeted bed in a quiet room with only the sound of the rain on the roof,
dishes done,
laundry folded,
dinner cooked and children fed,
babies bathed and dressed for bed,
deliver your favorite breakfast in bed after letting you sleep in as long as you wanted,
so you can get your rest
medicine.
Now that's not too much to ask, is it? : )
Friday, June 25, 2010
One of those days
I have three little girls. My twins are two and a half and my littlest babe is almost 11 months old. I love them. I love them a lot. But somehow they can push the right buttons to make me want to tear my hair out. Yesterday was one of those days.
I was going to make some homemade lemon sorbet to bring over to my sister's house for our dinner swap. (Every other week, I bring dinner to her on Thursday nights and vice versa.) All I had to do was pour my mixture in my ice cream maker. Well I couldn't find all the parts to the ice cream maker. Then when I did, somehow they didn't fit. So I had to stand there and hold the lid on while the ice cream maker worked. What were my girls doing? Screaming.
They wanted juice, they wanted fruit snacks, they wanted chocolate milk, they wanted cereal, they wanted to watch Dora, they wanted to watch George, they wanted to go outside, they wanted a spoon, they wanted a fork, they wanted a big girl glass, they wanted a sippy cup, and on and on and on.
They were supposed to be eating lunch. I realize that it wasn't the best timing to get the sorbet made, butI was so frustrated that I wasn't thinking straight.
I tried to get on the computer to see if I was missing something...but the tiniest babe (or someone helping her) and turned off my computer at the power strip. I had to reboot everything...and then the internet wouldn't connect...no matter what I did.
I gave the girls some of the lemon slushie to quiet them so my mind could settle for a minute. Finally S took the cup of melted lemon slushie and poured it all over the floor. And I was done.
I picked her up and put her in her bed. Goodnight. Shut the door. Picked up C and put her in her bed. Goodnight. Shut the door. More screaming ensued while I fed the baby and tried to fix the computer.
When I went to put the baby down for a nap in the room she shares with S, S was snoring away, peacefully as ever. I know they aren't trying to help me learn patience. I know that they are little. But I forget sometimes.
Sometimes Mommy needs a time out, too. So if you're a Mommy reading this on your time out, know you are not alone. Hopefully some of these posts will help make your life a little easier so you can spend your happy time with those little ones.
I was going to make some homemade lemon sorbet to bring over to my sister's house for our dinner swap. (Every other week, I bring dinner to her on Thursday nights and vice versa.) All I had to do was pour my mixture in my ice cream maker. Well I couldn't find all the parts to the ice cream maker. Then when I did, somehow they didn't fit. So I had to stand there and hold the lid on while the ice cream maker worked. What were my girls doing? Screaming.
They wanted juice, they wanted fruit snacks, they wanted chocolate milk, they wanted cereal, they wanted to watch Dora, they wanted to watch George, they wanted to go outside, they wanted a spoon, they wanted a fork, they wanted a big girl glass, they wanted a sippy cup, and on and on and on.
They were supposed to be eating lunch. I realize that it wasn't the best timing to get the sorbet made, butI was so frustrated that I wasn't thinking straight.
I tried to get on the computer to see if I was missing something...but the tiniest babe (or someone helping her) and turned off my computer at the power strip. I had to reboot everything...and then the internet wouldn't connect...no matter what I did.
I gave the girls some of the lemon slushie to quiet them so my mind could settle for a minute. Finally S took the cup of melted lemon slushie and poured it all over the floor. And I was done.
I picked her up and put her in her bed. Goodnight. Shut the door. Picked up C and put her in her bed. Goodnight. Shut the door. More screaming ensued while I fed the baby and tried to fix the computer.
When I went to put the baby down for a nap in the room she shares with S, S was snoring away, peacefully as ever. I know they aren't trying to help me learn patience. I know that they are little. But I forget sometimes.
Sometimes Mommy needs a time out, too. So if you're a Mommy reading this on your time out, know you are not alone. Hopefully some of these posts will help make your life a little easier so you can spend your happy time with those little ones.
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