long week.

this has been a long week. it goes a little something like this: Work {12M-8a}, get Jadyn to school, sleep for 2 1./2 hrs , get up so the d-man can go to work, play with the boys, get Jadyn from school. Homework- the never ending freaking fight. every.night. , dinner, baths and bedtime. my kids are in bed by 7. period. every night. because if they aren't. a}mommy gets grouchy and b} Jadyn does not wake up in time for school and is a BEAR to get ready. not to mention the d-man very rarely gets up on time so they are always running late. if Jadyn does not get at least 10-11 hrs of sleep a night she is a bear in the am.
so around 8 I lay down for a quick 3 hr nap before work. Two nights a week I am in class and two nights a week sometimes 3 Jadyn is in baseball. so i am toast by time my weekend {every other} rolls around.

this week was full of work, school, kids, earth day promises, clipping coupons {trying to save money} and getting things ready for the yard sale this weekend {all in hopes to buy a skirt I so desperatley want Jadyn to have from gymboree that is still full price lol} . Do you see sleep mentioned in there? nope, because there was very little. Today I had every intention of sleeping all day. unfortunately a melt down before J went to school prevented that because somewhere in my tiredness I made a promise to come have lunch with Jadyn, which I did, by the way because the love of my daughter over rides my tiredness and because I just can't say no.
Tomorrow I am heading to yard sale some stuff at the community yard sale, and Jadyn also has a soft ball game. I am already feeling guilty, but I am so tired that I may see if Jadyn can get a ride to the game. I just. can't. do . it.
I need some sleep. and some sanity.
So I will post more soon. I promise.

Driving his power wheels to surgery

Driving his power wheels to surgery
Originally uploaded by Chrissi6

So this past Monday, April 13th Patrick had surgery. minor surgery, but surgery at that. Tubes and adenoids. he has had alot of ear infections this year, as well as some hearing loss associated with it, and alot of respiratory infections including several ER visits and 2 bouts of pneumonia this year one requiring a hospital stay.
so we took him to an ENT and we opted to do tubes and adenoids.
Everything went well. Loudoun Inova Hospital was wonderful, the new surgery center amazing. they even had a power wheels he could drive back to the OR. which he was cool with, until he realized at the swinging doors tha tmommy and daddy were no longer with him. ok, lets be real here. he realized MOMMY wasn't behind him. because lets be truthful, that boy is as big of a mommy's boy as it gets. D-man says he doesn't see where my ASS ends and Patrick's head begins most days. this is the child that will tell his daddy that he is on MOMMy's laptop or that he needs to lay on my side of the bed to keep it warm for me. ect ect.
so back to my story. he parks his jeep, turns it off and says "I'm not going anywhere without my mommy". He started to cry and I started to cry. It was the worst day. i told the d-man that it was like walking away from my 30 1/2 week miracle preemie in the NICU all over again, except this time he KNEW I was walking away and it broke. my . heart. literally.
at 1 hr I told d-man that their time was up. someone better be bringing my baby back to me. the Dr. came out shortly after and told us that all went well, his adenoids were bigger than expected so they were blocking his nasal passages and they had some hard time getting them out. then they took us back to the PACU and I could hear my baby screaming for us as soon as the doors opened. {ok again, lets be real here.... he was screaming for MOMMY} God love the anestheliogist he was cradling patrick who was still out of it but screaming for me in his arms. I sat down and he put him in my arms and i started to crying just as hard as he was. just so happy that he was back in my arms, that he was ok, and that there were no effects from the anesthesia. he got Morphine in the recovery, and came home where he has been napping, eating popsicles and sphagettios and just in general enjoying snuggling in mommy and daddy's bed, Ahem..... MOMMY's bed.

Happy Birthday Wyatt

My little baby turned 3 on Easter Sunday. 3. sniff..sniff..... Happy Birthday to Wyatt Vaughn Fryor.

Truley, he is our "surprise" baby. As I am sure many, many babies are. When I was pregnant with Patrick, I had so many issues and health problems, that when they did my emergency C-Section at 30 1/2 weeks, the doctor really recommended that we have no more children. that my body just couldn't handle it. so we were done. there wasn't enough time to sign a consent for a tubal during the time they were delivering Patrick, and to be honest I probably wouldn't have signed it. I had a really hard time signing it when I had Wyatt. but we were done. we said it, so it must have been true right?

Fast forward 5 months. Smartie pants Chrissi the nurse was sure that since I was breastfeeding, I wasn't going to get pregnant. because didn't I JUST learn in nursing school that this was the way that many people in the middle east used natural birth control? by breast feeding? imagine that..... at 5 months of age Patrick was about to be come a big brother. When he was 15 months old I had his little brother. what a day. little Wyatt was here and has changed our lives forever.

He has been our little spitfire, our devil, our child of no fear since the day he was born. he is the one that will throw anyone he can under the bus, the one we find at the top of the shelves throwing candy to the other two, the one who last year jumped off the top of the bleachers and got a concussion. yup he is our ball of fire and you know what we wouldnt change a darn thing.

we are however, done. a tubal ligation took care of that.
So heres to you my little man, my little Wyatt Vaughn {who by the way my mom got to pick his first name, and his middle name is my mom's middle name.} Happy 3rd birthday, mommy love love loves you,,,,,,tooty pooty.

Ok Ok I'll admit it...

I have slacked. big time. in blogging. I don't know why, can't explain it. My schedule just has become hectic and its been hard for me to get myself on my computer much less to blog. This is the girl that several months ago, the D-man made my nice purple laptop talk to me "Chrissi where have you been, you haven't touched me in 12 hrs" and now, on my nights off I am lucky to get on and check my email. But to be fair, my email is NEVER untouched, nor is my facebook as they are both on my black berry. lazy Chrissi.

But today after some hard news from a friend, I got on and just did my 2 little blogs and felt better. Almost, as t hough it is therapeutic. like a journal for me. So I vowed to myself that I won't slack again. I promise.

just some pics.

just a pic of the boys with their new glasses!

Jadyn getting ready for opening day baseball ceromonies. she got bumped up to the girls softball league thisyear and she is kicking some TAIL!

my girl got a TRIPLE! go Jadyn!

St patrick's day.

Jadyn on St patricks day. which also turned out to be the day of Spring Pictures. who does that>? and who tells a class full of first graders that if they don't wear green they will get pinched? seriously! jadyn was convinced if she didn't wear green for pics that she would get pinched. my compromise? a jean skirt, a white polo gap shirt, white tights with shamrocks, a green and white pony o and her first pair of dangly earrings- shamrocks.

What is it called in your house??

you know....S.E.X. what do you call it?

In our house we have always snuck around the word. Not really snuck around it, but we just don't say it. Not that I am embarressed by the word by any means. SEX SEX SEX. I love the word, I love the act. period. We just have kids that repeat Every. Darn. Word. That. We. Say. So we have always just said "you wanna have you know what?" and we always knew what it meant.
we have to plan it. I know it sounds stupid, but I work midnights, and I go to school full time, and the D-man works second shift. so we don't see each other often during the week. so we always plan ahead.
ME: I am off tomorrow night- wanna have you know what?
D: sure.

until a few months ago.......

When I slyly said to the D-man, you wanna have you know what tonight? Patrick my smart little 4 yr old said "WHAT are we having PIZZA tonight? Jadyn Wyatt we are having PIZZA tonight... mommy said so!"
I said Patrick what makes you think we are having pizza?
he said "well, you said you know what and that means pizza night."

So sex officially has a new name in our house. its....

PIZZA. and its a running joke in my house, and my bf's house.

whats it called in your house?