Monday Minute: The Fun Never Ends

What does not kill us only makes us stronger.
I have no idea who said that, but it's true.
On a lighter note, this is the last week of Monday Minute hosted by
Ian at DDoR. You're the bomb!
And this week we have the
fabulous Laura, The Purseblogger as co hostess.
Yep, she's pretty fabulous and if you've never
been to her site, I suggest you check it out!

This week's questions:

1.Have you ever lied on one of your Monday Minute answers? no. If I didn't want to tell about something I just didn't participate in that week. If I'm going to answer a question it's going to be truthful. What have I got to hide?

2.What is on your bedside table? I do not have a bedside table, I have a bookcase on my side of the bed. My husband's side of the bed has one and his alarm clock, weather radio and lamp are on it.

3. Lose your sight or hearing? I'd lose my sight. I would get one of those seeing eye dogs, they're so cute. I would be sad to miss my hearing because spoken words mean so much more.

4. Would you rather give up all kinds of sexual contact for one full year or give up your DVR for three months? I'd give up my DVR anyday because there is NO WAY I am giving up sexual contact for even one day let alone a year.

5. Name one thing that you are proud of that you've accomplished in your life. Becoming a mother, twice. Having a child is one thing, raising it and being a good role model and caregiver is a completely different thing. I like to believe that I am being ALL those things.

WMW: The best part of waking up.....

The house is quiet..it's 6:00am. The alarm clock is beeping..the ever annoying beep that tells me that my peaceful sleep is over. I might get lucky and get one snooze in...9 minutes. Then the dogs begin to stir in their crates and want to go outside and do their business. The daily routine has begun. I get my only peace and quiet while I take a shower to wake up. 10 minutes of hot water beating down on me. If I take too long there isn't much time for pampering myself. I get dressed and get to the other side of the house to wake the sleeping beauties.
Flicking on the lights in their rooms does nothing to wake them. You practically have to drag them out of their beds and start barking orders at them. It's a little like boot camp. 6:30 am and they both have 30 minutes to eat breakfast. It's odd how two children as infants and into toddler hood that loved breakfast now take an eternity to eat. I prepare lunches while prodding them along the way to eat this or that.
The coffee is brewing. Ahhhh. The smell of my sweet Kona coffee. I love you my Keurig. 6:35 am and daddy comes in and chugs his yogurt drink and pours up his coffee. The kids find the energy to crawl on daddy and get kisses and hugs goodbye. It's going on 6:45am and settling the kids back at the kitchen table to eat again. Lunches are packed and I find myself back in my bedroom to make the bed and catch the last 10 minutes of the morning news. If I'm lucky I get to see the highlights of the news and top stories before I have to get back into the kitchen to make sure the kids are done eating.
7:00am and it's time to get Miss K to go get dressed and make her bed while I take Little E to get him changed. If I'm lucky miss K will change her clothes without me having to tell her twice. If the television is on Nick Jr. she will get ready quickly and dash to the couch. 7:10am and I have to remind Miss K that she needs to make her bed, turn off the fan and lights and get her shoes on. I'm back in my room and getting my makeup on and fixing my hair. The pressure is mounting because we have to walk out the door at 7:35. Always without fail Little E will come in while I'm fixing my hair to complain that his sister is doing "something" to him. "something" could be taking a toy, blocking the tv or she won't let him on the couch. Such interruptions will set me back further but if I don't rectify the problem it will only escalate into much more.
7:30 am and I get my first sip of my coffee. I might actually get to taste it while it's still warm.

I toss a bagel into the toaster and while it's heating up I give the dogs their kibble and put them away for the day. After wrangling Little E into a calm sitting position I get his shoes on and turn the tv off. Once the cartoons are off I can get their attention and have them grab their lunch boxes and bags. I grab my bagel and quickly slather on some cream cheese-the breakfast of mom champions! I set the alarm on the house and we make it out the door.
I enjoy every bite of my cinnamon raisin toasted bagel with honey nut cream cheese. There's nothing better than Kona coffee to wash it down while I muddle through the parent drop off loop. We loop around the school and the 1st bell is ringing. It's 7:50am and I'm down one child for a few hours. The day has only just begun.

Random

A little bit of randomness...............

This face is what happens when I pull out my camera to take pictures of my sweet, little boy. He gets silly. Or maybe he's just being silly because he is getting ready to go to bed.

Check out his shoes. I didn't give Little E a hard time about wearing shoes in the house...not this time. Following daddy's footsteps...

I couldn't resist taking a few photos of my little guy. I can't believe how fast he's growing up. It really seems like overnight your child's personality changes.

One day they're clinging to you like a babe. The next, they're telling you "no, mama I am a big boy. I don't need to hold your hand".

Sleep deprivation

Top 3 Thursday- Parenting

I can't believe that it's Thursday already. Where did the week go? I could answer that but it would take me 3 more sentences and it's time for this week's Top 3 Thursday!! Hosted by two great gals at Confessions From a Working Mom and the (Un)Experienced Mom. The question they came up with this week is:

What are your Top 3 favorite things about being a parent?

3. That this tiny human being was created by me. (And my husband of course.) When you give birth to your child, and I felt that way with both of my babies, this overwhelming feeling of joy courses through your body. It's that moment when I look at their face that I know true love.

2. Snuggle time with my babies, no matter what age. I love when your newborn snuggles in close to you and roots to find your breast for feeding. When your little boy is sick and running a fever, he only wants mama close to comfort him. When it's bedtime and your little girl asks you to crawl under the covers with her to read her favorite book.

1. When your child looks up to you to be their protector. To take care of all the nightmares and boogie monsters. The bearer of light when it gets dark in the middle of the night during a storm. The super hero who saves their beloved stuffed animal from a fate worse than death, and washes the dirt away in spin cycle.

I LOVE BEING A MOM! The best reward is love.