Wouldn’t it be great…

if when drama in your life occurred, all you had to do was take a pill to make it go away? Oh wait, there is…

Haha! Boy, if that were a true invention, I sure would like to be in on it because that baby would SELL, SELL, SELL! But until such time, I will work through any trials and celebrate any joys that come my way by blogging. This blog is therapy for me. I love to sit here after all the kids are in bed and just listen to my thoughts and the sound of my fingers on the keyboard. Weird huh? Hell, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. It’s become and obsession for me- but a good one. I can say that I have definitely taken a look back and some older posts (via my new sidebar widget) and enjoyed reading about what was going on last year and how much it’s changed (and stayed the same)- in just a years time. It’s kinda like a scrapbook without all the cutting, cropping and pasting.

This weekend has been difficult for me. I’ve been off my zoloft because I’m just too flipping lazy to go back to the DR and get more. I need it. But I hate the fact that I need it. I’m truly a bitch without it. Stupid things get on my nerves when I’m not on it. I find that I stress out WAY too much when I’m not on it. And yet, I am too lazy to go get it refilled. Getting it refilled at this point means having to call and make an appointment. Oh and don’t forget that I have to make sure the appointment is after 2pm so David to watch the little kids or I will end up schlepping them up the the office with me. Waiting an hour or more to be seen, then having to go over WHY I need the zoloft in the first place (postpartum depression, or at this point just plain old depression since I’m not really postpartum anymore). Ick. The thoughts of it all overwhelm me. And did I mention the fact that I hate that I need it in the first place?! These are the reasons why I have not gotten my meds that I need. Don’t worry though. I will do it. I just have to get up the nerve first…or get to the point where I simply cannot stand myself ~ blech!

In more enlightening news…

Makenzie has been potty training herself. I am truly amazed that she is doing so well. I was skeptical when she started wanting to sit on the potty like Devin and honestly just let her sit on the potty to hush her up let her mimic her big brother. I never thought she would actually go! I was out and about for most of the morning today and she stayed dry the whole time. She has begun telling me (which is about every 30 minutes) when she needs to go “pee” and today even told me she had to “poop” and went on the potty! I wasn’t even going to start potty training her until she turned two… guess she had other plans. I’m happy and sad all at once about it. I’m happy that she’s doing so well and I’m so proud of my “big” girl who jumps up when she’s gone and says “I did it!”, but at the same time I’m so sad that my last one in diapers is well… not in diapers anymore!

The older kids are doing well at school. Of course, it was only the third day today so I guess they *should* be doing well at this point. Megan says she has somewhat easy classes other than AP Language Arts- Dakota says he has the same art teacher that hated him as last year and she told him he seems to have matured over the summer (seriously?)- and Madison says there are absolutely NO hot guys at the middle school. Gotta love middle school, right? I’m enjoying the noise level around my house being somewhat reduced since they’ve gone back and cannot wait for Devin’s preschool to start in a few weeks. If I hear myself say “don’t” or “stop that” to him one more time, I’m going to pull out the rest of my hair that hasn’t broken off from the curling iron incident a few weeks ago. He loves his preschool so I don’t feel bad for saying that. He gets into so much trouble around here by picking on Makenzie because he is bored. I know he will be thrilled to go somewhere different three days a week, and to get to play with some children his own age. And Makenzie will be overjoyed I’m sure to be able to pick up a toy without having it swiftly jerked out of her hand! LOL

A little update on Me and Dave:

For what it’s worth… he is speaking to me again after the ant drama. At this point if I hear “I love you” one more time I may spew pure sugar from my mouth somewhat reminiscent of the Linda Blair Exorcist scene my heart may burst. And all bugs, spiders, ants, etc. within a 30 mile radius of our house have been annihilated. I’m not kidding either. If you walk down my driveway to get the mail, there are tons of dead bugs, spiders, etc. just laying there because he sprayed so much insecticide! Too freaking funny, huh? I guess in all my ranting and raving that night, he got the point. In all seriousness though- David and I may go through our ups and downs, but we are in it together. He has endured so much ranting and raving from me over the years and yet one thing always remains the same. He is always there. He may not like me sometimes, but he always loves me. And I feel the same about him. He may make me mad and I may gripe him out for being a “man” but at the end of the day I know I’m so lucky :)

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