things I learned in 2009

You know those facebook notes, list 25 things about you, or list of blah blah blah. well I get them read them, but I never have time to write them out. Come on I have five children running around all day, I only get to creep for a few minutes. I read this good one, "who cares about resolutions what life lessons did you learn in 2009"

This creep cost me a day of rethinking 2009. During my hectic day I found myself constantly giggling at my families antics. And this was usually while standing inline with a cashier waiting for money as im gapping out:)

So here it goes

Friends come and go. Those of you who are lucky enough to be my friend;) probably know I am all in as a friend. You can basically ask me to do anything and i will!!! Im always thinking about you and how to make your life better, how to help you out or uplift your life. I will devuldge my deepest secrets, talk about my married life, talk about premarried life (which is much funner). let you hide out in my house after you meltdown and throw macaroni at your hubbys head. I will plan and conive on how to get yours, mine or one your friends husbands back for being men. But sometime this close relationship grows apart. Im ok with this, as I am that friend who can pick up 8 years later and be just as good as we were.

Bad parenting will always come back and embarass you at inoppurtune times. Case in point, "B if you dont listen im going to get your butt with a wooden spoon" this is something I say, often I am joking. I have never spanked my child with a wooden spoon.... i dont even spank. But my parents said it to me.... they didnt spank either, and so i say it to my brats:) Well Children are sponges who never forget what you say let alone the tone you say it. So Im having a mommy playdate with new mommies and their toddlers and such, my daughter Mia can be heard over the baby monitor shrieking "if you dont give me that im going get your butt with a wooden spoon..... mortified.... mommies please close your gaping mouths.

That I am soooo done with reproducing. 4 to 5 days a week I have a 8 month old and 18 month a 2 1/2 year old a 4 year old and a 6 year old. I call the yougest my Irish triplets and they themselves r a full time job. Cloth diapering them is ridiculous, temper tantrums are outrageous, and the chronic napping is a burden and a godsend.... I love them all but full time so many younguns is like being under house arrest. So I have made the descion to send my hubby in for surgery.... Im not into being infertile, but im totally ok with him being infertile.

I have had three children exit my body... I did two virtually drug free... had some gas but what was the point. With my third My delivery was different...not as fast and furious as the other two.... more like medium and painful. By 7 centimeters I was desperate, when they talked about pain management I was like get the dr here NOW!!!!! And the next twenty minutes were me huffing pointless gas and asking how long till he gets here.... when they said he was here just had to get his jacket off... I was like no no no he can leave his coat on. they laughed. $#@% them! then they wanted to check me.... no no no I dont care if you see her face( the babies) i want drugs! The dr just gave me a spinal... it wears off in 1 1/2 hrs but it will do the trick.... I havent slept in three days. Pain free is amazing I sleep instantly for twenty minutes... I wake up and say "soph can you check me i think i need to push" I cant feel it though. She says yeah you do! Now the spinal didnt last 1 1/2 hr it lasted about 30 minutes but it was well worth it!

I cannot drink like a single lady! My best girl ended a 8 year relationship this year and to be supportive I embraced her singledom and hit the clubs. No one should drink heavily and be confronted with dirty diapers in the morning.... enough said

that breast is not best..... yeah i said it. So all you breast beasties trying to cram it down every new moms throat shut it....! Sorry but im on my third baby and I have experienced it all. Breast, bottle, soother, no soother. I am going to tell you what is best. Well there r two best, one is whatever frickin works! The other, the ultimate best is a baby who will nurse, and who loves the bottle whether its filled fill breast milk or formula. A baby who likes a soother who but who can go without. A baby who can find comfort in her mothers touch not just by chomping down on her over abused nipple. So think before you speak in certainty, you dont know if your strong opinion is hurting a mother who just couldn't do it. And to all you new moms, there will come a time when you dont want to be the only source of nutrition for your baby. and thats ok!

That I love to camp but I love a five star resort more. thats all

Husbands get more and more useless in the delivery room. Case in point. With my first he was there all the time. followed my desires with out going off course. My second he slept through most of the labour but came in for the pushing. My third he actually stood over top of me while i was in excrutiating pain reading a yachting magazine and ocassionally peeked over the top to see how i was doing. If bringing our child into the world wasnt using up every ounce of strength I had. I would have choked him.

that your parents were right when they said "wait till you have kids" "what goes around comes around" and other things like this. I admit that when we had bria and she was perfect and helpful and still is that i thought they were wrong. Im slowly learning that its the middle child to watch out for....... she is sweet and quiet and cute, and up to absolutely no good, she has the listening skills of her father....none. And the inherited desire to do it her own way.... thats from me. She has the inability to retain simple request "not to".... i think i gets translated in her brain to "you must always colour on the walls", or "you must give you baby sister peanut butter bread. " So What your parents said is true.... I hold onto this and am waiting for the time i get to say it to my kids:)

I learned to never say never. What you think you wont do today, might be neccesary to do tomorow.

I learned 7 bottles of wine in a few hours is not good for the pupils. ( yes I shared them with other people)

This is where I found this blog finished..... I guess thinking about drinking to much wine made me quit..... thankfully I can say by 2011 I learned never to drink homebrew like it was water:) Also I have learned some hard lessons since this time but I have allso learned some amazing soul lifting ones aswell. I love that life keeps moving.