HAPPY BIRTHDAY PETE!!!

Here's to an amazing guy, wonderful husband and an awesome dad!  We get through every day knowing that we have you behind us to support us, help us, cheer us on and pick us up when we fall.  You're our husband and father and you're simply the best!  We love you!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Fun Friday

Today was fun for sure. But will have to blog about it tomorrow. Have a good night...and here's a BIG shout out to Chris P for sleeping in a big boy bed, in a big boy room - with no gate! No small feat...making progress in leaps and bounds. :)

Thursday

The girls slept all night last night...not a peep out of them (that I can remember lol).  I'm still tired...and going to get some much needed sleep!  Tomorrow we're going to the school with the girls to hang out for a while and get them a bit more comfortable with everything.  Hopefully all will go well!

Hump Day

So I'm coming to terms with the simple fact that perfection will never be achieved - nor is it expected. 

This post is short because twice now it has deleted what I wrote.  Therefore - I'm not rewriting and am throwing in the towel on this too!  Good night !

Frustrated

As parents of triplets we're forced to ask for help in areas where we never would have needed help had we not been giving 3 kids at one time.  But with this help - comes frustration.  Because you can't expect people to help without giving their input.  In case people haven't realized...I'm the kind of 'do it my way' person.  And since they're my kids...I do in fact get to do it my way...when I'm here to do it.  Otherwise - it's everyone else's way.  And the problem with this is that there is no longer any consistency at all. 

Potty training is a bust.  Why?  Because there are just too many people that have a 'say' in how to train 3 toddlers on the potty.  It's my way when I'm home...but that's it.  Everyone else does it their own way.  Pete, his mom, his sister, Joey...whoever.   And I'm frustrated because I feel like it should be my way since they're my kids.  But other people think it should be their way since the girls are with them.  This is just an example...it goes across the board.  Eating, sleeping, how they dress (or don't dress), playing, talking, using their words (as oppose to whining for something they want).  The list goes on.  I'm not ungrateful for the help we get - because Lord knows that life would be much more difficult if we didn't have help. I'm just frustrated that I didn't get the opportunity to raise kids my way.  Too often I'm left throwing in the towel because it's a losing battle and no matter how much I talk - I'm outnumbered and talking gets me nowhere.  

I'm not a control freak and I don't want to micro manage their every move.  But I do want certain things to be done certain ways.  But my wants and needs are like opposing magnetic fields.  Lately I feel like I'm just the person that people come to when something needs to get done.  "Where's the girls bathing suits?  Did you get their bags ready?  I need the paperwork from the doctors office!  What's for dinner?"  The list goes on.  I'm pretty sure I'm the only one that actually gives the girls a time out for anything they do wrong.  Just feeling like I always have to be the 'bad guy' and always the one that has to make sure things get done but never gets a say in how they get done. 

Not only do I get judged at home - but would you believe that some old hag at the grocery store had the nerve to grunt at me under breath while saying 'Ugh...kids having kids'.  WTF!  This was because Hannah happened to be having a 2y/o moment of throwing herself on the floor while crying.  I certainly wasn't going to coddle her and give her whatever she wanted.  I looked at Hailey and said 'Let's go.  Hannah can come with us if she'd like.'  But this old lady walks by and says to Hannah "Ohhhh sweetie are you ok?' (just what I need....someone to give Hannah some positive reinforcement for this kind of tantrum).  I quickly say 'She's fine.  Just having a moment.'  Which is when the old hag grunts and comments.  I'm not even going to repeat what I said to her...let's just say there was NO holding back and she's probably still home crying right now.  But you know what?  I don't care!  Who the hell are you to comment that I'm a 'kid having kids'???  It's Tuesday - and this happened on Sunday - so you can only imagine how fired up I was during the moment. 

I'm just tired and frustrated.  It seems lately that there are more frustrating days than good days and really all I want is to have time to enjoy my kids rather than having to make sure that I'm one step ahead of the game in getting every single detail of the next moment planned out.

Monday

I really dislike Monday's...more and more.  I would love to just be a stay at home mom - but I only have 3 more years left to reach my 10 years at UConn.  That means free college tuition for the girls (provided they attend UConn) and health benefits when I retire.  Only 3 years.  But it's like these next 3 years are going to be the toughest for child care.  They're not 'easy' to take care of and it's not cheap to put them in daycare (it's costing me more than I make).  But the benefits to daycare are that the girls will be with other kids their age and they'll have a schedule.  It's going to be a tough adjustment for all of us - but we'll make it work somehow.

Hailey and Hannah were both up and down for about an hour and 1/2 last night.  They just couldn't get comfortable and settled enough to sleep (at midnight!).  So it was a rough night.  Donna and Pete's mom came today and apparently they all tried 'painting' their nails with playdough today so they could look like Donna.  LOL!  Even during their bath I told Emily that her nails were dirty.  She was soooo offended.  She said 'No sucio mommy!  Pretty like Donna!'   Hahahahaha! 

I'm in trouble when it comes to girlie stuff like doing hair and painting nails...it's just not something I ever got into.  Looks like I'll have to work on my girlie side and learn a thing or two!

There IS a God

I know this because Pete and I didn't get home until 3:00 this morning.  And we thought for sure the kids would be up at 5 and one of us (me) was looking at only 2 hours of sleep.  BUT the girls didn't wake up until 7:30!  SCORE!!!  I'll take an extra 2.5hrs of sleep any day! 

It was a good day - but I'm not ready for tomorrow to be Monday.  I never get everything done on the weekends.  There's always 'more' to do but - tomorrow will come and the to do list will just have to keep growing. 

We have one week to prepare the girls for their start at daycare.  I think they're going to handle this much better than I am...