Fridays suck

Why is it that one crappy day can just bury you in black rain clouds? I wonder what would happen if I didn't take pride in what I do for a living? What if I could give a sh!t? Then what?

I wish others could appreciate what I do...

Anyway, in the words of Bob Marley, " One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain."


Tomorrow is another day and I am bigger than what I'm feeling.

The girls from work

Why I love them:

* They put up with so much crap and always seem to have time to listen to all of mine
* They are CRAZY hilarious and make work so much more do-able
* The stories that we tell are Hollywood worthy
* They are the most sarcastic, and loving chics I've ever met and I love them for that
* Not even stand up comedians can hold a candle to the speedy comebacks and jabs that fly out so effortlessly
* They have my back 100% as I do theirs and we are the most solid of teams

** I couldn't ask for better chics to work with, and I couldn't get better friends **

My Shitty Thursday

So, after my kid FREAKING out and screaming his head off for me not to leave him at daycare Thursday morning, I walked into an insurance shit storm. We had received a bill from the pediatrician stating that once of Brooklyn's shots was not going to be covered by insurance so we were going to have to pony up the $95 for the shot.... Long story short, the Ped office billed it out incorrectly and then lied to me when I called in to question the bill. I ended up having to call the insurance company, wait on hold for 15 minutes and handle it myself. Oh yeah, and then when I call back "Cathy," the billing lady at the pediatrician's office, to tell her that I took care of it, she smugly chirps to me that they don't accept our new insurance so I'm, going to have to find a new pediatrician. That doctor has seen both kids from their first day in the hospital after their birth and now I have to find someone else???

An hour and 3 pediatrician's later, I found a lady that I hope is as nice as her profile sounds. Her receptionist managed to squeeze both kids in next month, with minimal shuffling of my work schedule (thank God)... I'm sad to have to go to a new pediatrician but she is much closer than our current one.... Hopefully all will workout...

Looooong Day

I'll fill ya'll in on it in a bit... It's nowhere near over...

Lame

Why is it that I feel completely incapable of writing about anything other than my munchkins? I swear that other things are actually important to me and the world doesn't revolve solely around Luke and Brook but damn, I am really boring to read lately! I guess I can't help it. When you are stuck in a vacuum spending all of your time at home taking care of kids, there really isn't that much happening around here right now that I care to chat about other than my babies.
I can't believe that it's been almost 2 months already since Brooklyn was born... God how time flies when you're surviving on 4 hours of sleep (on a good day). I'm already starting to worry about how insanely difficult it is going to be getting two children and myself ready for work/daycare in the morning. I'm probably going to start back at work on a Wednesday or Thursday so we can dry run it a few times without having to pull a full week right off the bat. Any ideas on how to get all of us out the door in the morning fully dressed and still maintain a little sanity?
I think I'm going to take a stab at starting the hell that is sleep training little Miss Brooklyn this weekend. I swore that I wouldn't be "one of those parents" who has their baby sleep with them at night but it is impossible to get her to sleep without tons of screaming. On top of her wanting to nurse ALL NIGHT LONG, I also am at a quandary because I think I'm allowing her to use me as a pacifier because I don't want to disturb Matt and Lukey Duke's sleep... My parents brought over Luke's twin bed from their house and put it into Brookie's nursery so I think I'm going to sleep in there with her this weekend and hopefully get her to sleep in her crib by Sunday night. Pretty ambitious I know, but I really don't want her in our bed anymore for her safety and for our sleep... Wish us luck!

Oh yeah, remember that smile I mentioned a few days ago? I finally caught a picture of her grinning!