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So I took on all of Supermom's kiddoes and my own this afternoon. I have a rental since my 'rents have my van down in Ft Meyers (long story short, my dad has no credit cards so he can't rent so I rented a car (with his money!!) and I let him borrow mine). I have a Kia Spectra so I couldn't take the kiddoes back to my house so I watched them there. I cleaned or should I say attempted to clean her house while I was there. It is insane to try and tidy with 3 2.5 year olds and a 14 month old trashing the house! All I gotta say is Supermom you're A-mazing!! Her home is not filthy but lived in so I was just catching up the chores she had started the sweeping and vacuuming. I got it all done and tidied the triplets room, by then I was frustrated and took them all back outside. The boys have monster truck power wheels and I made the mistake of putting the battery in the second one I see now why she only allows one running at a time. They took off in separate directions and I was running from one to the other and getting them unstuck and keeping an eye on the ones not riding. Oh man, that didn't last long luckily it was starting to get dark so I could get them in. Finally we go in and I make the kids mac and cheese and corn. They were all good and watched tv while I made it. Then someone was crying throughout all of dinner. Supermom walks through the door and starts her dinner and one of the boys is crying at her feet so I get the triplets and Chubs into the bath, yes somehow we fit 4 kiddoes in the tub. Finally the bath fiasco is over and I get my kiddoes ready and drag my butt out the door I was not in a rush to get home to an empty house. Okay it isn't empty, but my furbabies really don't count!! :o)
I am dreading Flyboys deployment I do this everytime I fret and moan for the 6 months before and then the whole time he is gone it really isn't that bad. As awful as it sounds I kinda prefer him not here, I am able to sink my wholeself into my kids and me and not have to worry about playing the wife role. I love my husband and I love my *bedroom* life, but the whole making sure that I have enough energy for him at the end of the day just gets to me. He is my best friend and I make time for him I guess I really cannot explain it. Just when he is gone I feel like a stronger person and a better mom I guess because I have to play both roles and I am comfortable with that. Plus Monkey is so much easier to deal with when she doesn't have the other person here to 'test'. I lay down the law and stick to it, Flyboy SUCKS at the sticking to it part! Well only 5 more days till I get to hear his voice again and I am feeling a little guilty that I am sleeping in a warm soft bed and he is sleeping in the snow. But only a little guilty!! :-P