I'm a freak of nature

or at least that is what I felt like last night. I went to a mom's night out spa night with a group I joined a while back, but never had the chance to go to any of the meet ups. Life just gets in the way like that. So I had my massage and went out to wait for my eyebrows to be done. The massage was nice, but too short at just 1/2 hour. I had a hard time relaxing because I just kept thinking about how gross my body is. *sigh*  I finally met some of the moms in the group. They were made up of mostly beautiful, skinny put together moms. You know the type, the ones who have full hair and make-up done even though it is 7am and they are just going to go home to scrub the bathroom.  Man, did I feel frumpy! There was one mom I was able to  sort of connect too. Why you ask? Well because she was wearing a faded sweatshirt and jogging pants. She also had that I'm exhausted look on her face. Yippee! So I inched my way over and began to talk. I was very nervous, I always am when it comes to meeting new people. So I found out she had a four year old boy and just adopted a baby girl in the beginning of this month. Now comes that loaded question, "How many kids do you have?" Geez, I knew it was coming, there was no avoiding it. So,  of course I said four (one of these days I'm going to say ten.) and then the reactions started "Oh My God!" "I thought we were crazy with 3!" "You must be so busy." Then they asked what the ages were and I was greeted by more astonishment. Crap, you would have thought I just told these women I turned in to a werewolf at the full moon. Of course, I just smiled and explained we were done with 3, but then came a little surprise (and in my opinion the best kind of surprise). Why do I feel the need to justify the amount of children I have? It really is nobody's business but mine. Then mom in the sweatpants asked what my husband did when I replied teacher, she said "Wow, then you guys must really scraping by!" Seriously, what the Hell? Her reaction just kind of stunned me. I replied "Yep because after all no one with real important jobs get the money they deserve." I did not ask what her husband did. I just wanted to leave, but had to wait for my brow wax. It was uncomfortable, all these women obviously knew each other and I was just an outsider. Oh sure, they tried to include me in their conversations but it was forced.  Finally, came my turn to get waxed. The waxer,  is that the correct term? Was going on and on about how the eyebrows define the face and that I should get mine done frequently. Honestly, I get mine done about once a year. I could care less what they look like. Heck, I don't even wear make up. Yes, I know it is a shocker!    She asked when the last time I had a facial was and I told her never. I explained I had kids and didn't treat myself to things like that. She also tried to talk me into tattooing eyebrows on. Seriously, what the hell was this? So, she took hot wax, put it on my face and ripped it off quickly with some sort of paper and I paid her to do this! Why do women do these things? After that I got to leave. On the way home I was thinking of what had transpired and was mad at myself for feeling the need to justify how many kids I have. Then I could hear my mom telling me to never feel bad for having a baby because they are miracles and have a purpose.  So from now on, when asked how many kids I have, I will reply 4 beautiful ones and not justify it by saying Lauren was a surprise.

She's crawling!

Yes, I am actually excited that my baby is mobile. To be honest I was getting a little worried, although I played it off by saying that we don't encourage independent movement. LOL She has been able to get around by scooting on her butt, so she wasn't completely immobile. She'll be 11 months in just under two weeks.  Man has the time flown by! I remember that high school seemed to drag on, but ever since life seems as if it is on fast forward. I'm sure that has something to do with the fact that I am slightly busy.

I am amazed that I have been able to survive this past year.  It just goes to show that Lauren definitely had a reason to be here. I don't think I would have been able to handle my mom's passing without her (of course the rest of my family too.) .

Unfortunately my children recently had to deal with another death. Our cat Cassie passed away four weeks ago. She was a beautiful cat, yet a very mean one.  I was there for her when she passed and I petted her and told her I loved her. I must admit that it took them three weeks to realize she was gone. I took her to the vet one day and came home without her. I'm not sure what to think of that. My oldest was upset because she received Cassie as a Christmas gift one year, but to be honest, the cat only really liked me.

My oldest son has been finally been diagnosed with ADHD. Talk about a sigh of relief to finally have answers. The new doctor we are going to is great. We decided to medicate him for now. It is affecting his performance in school so we felt it was the right decision. After all who am I to say no medication when I myself has to take a pill everyday for depression and anxiety?  I have looked into changing his diet, but unfortunately he is a very very picky eater and more than likely I would end up taking what little foods that he does eat away. His medication does not make him into a zombie. He is just a more low key version of himself. The medication is definitely not a cure all. He still has issues, but we are trying to work through them.  I keep trying to remind myself of one of my mom's favorite sayings, "God only give you what you can handle." Some days though, I think he has a lot more confidence in me than I do. LOL