Mathematical Mama

So, here it is.  I'm writing it out to get all my thoughts in order, and so everyone knows the real reasons for why I am walking away from social media. Since I quit working, it feels like I live in a time vacuum.  I don't get nearly enough done around the house on a regular basis, and it seems like time slips through my fingers.  I'm cranky and irritable more often than not.  I don't cook very often.  What the heck do I do all day?!  Seriously... I want to know! The answer is Facebook. The more time passes, the  less comfortable I am with the 400+ friends I have being able to see everything I do, everywhere I go, and (here's the big one) pictures of my kids. So, I have been systematically "unfriending" people who I never talk to outside of social media.  This resulted in a rather uncomfortable confrontation which kind of kick-started my thoughts about this into overdrive.  Am I putting too much time into Facebook?  Am I making it ...

...whether it be "Ramble on" or "Over the hills and far away"  or "Battle of Evermore".  All are quite appropriate in their own right. The last few months have been... strange.  Strange and wonderful. JP and ZG are growing like weeds and changing into little people.  This is both fascinating and terrifying. I have discovered (through a series of tests and trials) that I have quite a severe intolerance (dare I say allergy) to gluten. This makes me sad and resentful. I almost feel (dare I say) weak and high maintenance. I haven't really talked much about it, cause I almost feel ashamed.  Why?!  I couldn't tell you. i guess it's the sheer frustration that I can be transformed from the person I am; loud, confident, and, dare I say, funny... into this pile of useless flesh, crippled by migraines and digestive distress from eating... Baked goods. That's dumb as hell. Seriously.  Anyone who has known me for any amount of times know...

Last week, baby girl got sick. I know that since this makes 3 times she has been sick in her whole life, that she was going to have it worse than anyone.  Fever, snot, cough... fabulous. The first night,  I was up with her all night making sure her fever broke with medication, and sitting up in the recliner so she could breathe and catch some sleep. So, clearly I caught whatever she had.  It wasn't as bad for me... tho I couldn't breathe out of my nose for days. Which is why I tried something that I had only heard old ladies ever talk about drinking. Let me set this up by showing you  this awesome mug .  I bought it when I was still working nights and had to involve a microwave when making tea.  The bottom plastic part is microwave safe, and the top has a little infuser basket in the top that drops down with the little lever on the side.  It's one of the best purchases I have ever made.  Not only is it dishwasher safe, but it also is super a...

My baby  girl is getting so big! Today is a pretty big day for the missus.  I'll try to recap all of the firsts I have witnessed. 1.) When she woke up, she squealed ," Mommy!  Brother!  Daddy?" when I went in to get her.  She seemed disappointed that daddy was already at work. 2.) She asked for more cheese at lunch. 3.) She went straight to sleep at nap time, and slept almost 3 hours. 4.) She took a bite of her frozen yogurt in a tube, said, "Hot!" and blew on it to cool it down. 5.) She got super fussy when we were playing downstairs.  She kept reaching for me and saying, "UP!"  After a few questions, she said she was hungry and wanted a snack.  I said, "You know, you can just say "I'm hungry" and we'll take care of you. She looked at me in the face and said, "I'm hungry". 6.) I had her on my hip when the boys were finishing the basement pick-up before getting a snack.  Z pointed at the stairs and said, ...

Christmas is over. My handmade things all got done in time! New Years Eve has come and gone.  We had a blast first with family then with friends later in the evening. My house is relatively clean, and JP is gearing up to return to preschool. The routine is snapping back into place. One thing that needs to be added to the existing routine is more "take care of me" time.  I need to take time to get moving a little each day.  I really want to start running again, but the whole gallbladder business has left me as heavy as i was right before Sweet Z entered the world.  Y.I.K.E.S. So, for now, I'm starting slow.  Making the time every day to get off my bum. I just downloaded a bunch of demos on the kinect, like Zumba and Biggest Loser. I'm also committing to myself to write more, both here and at my  knitting blog .  I  have designed a few things that I need to get down on paper so they can be shared with all who desire to make them. For n...

I feel like a negligent blogger. Things have been so crazy around here because of the holidays. I'm making several presents, so I have been a knitting fiend.  I have also re-discovered video games.  That in of itself is dangerous. In addition, I have also started watching a little boy full time.  He's totally rad, and the kids get along really well, which is a complete blessing. I just feel a little spread thin some days.  Like I have all these things to accomplish and not nearly enough time to finish them. Like Christmas cards. I just got all the supplies to make them today.  It's the 12th of December.  Crunch. Time. With all of these things happening, I feel like I don't have enough "me" time. Monday was kind of glorious.  I asked my father in law to come and watch the kids so I could meet a friend for coffee and get a pedicure. Even tho the pedicure didn't end up happening, I did go to CVS and get some polish so I could give my toes some l...

5:30am  : I wake up to the sound of my daughter coughing.  A. Lot.  To the point where she is barely breathing in between.  I picked her up, gave her a cup of water, and sat her next to the husband while I took care of my morning stuff. I hear her choke and M say, "Aw!  Baby... you take after daddy!" She had spit up mucus all over her jammies.  Luckily, I got there in time to catch the second go round with a towel. I like to think that I'm fairly low key when it comes to parenting... but there is still that part of my head that jumps to the worst case scenario when it comes to my kiddos.  This time I was frantically thinking back to make sure she is up to date with her Whooping cough vaccinations. M then told me that the same thing happens to him whenever he gets a stuffy head.... and had since he was a small one. I relaxed and started to get JP ready for preschool.  He requested cereal, a switch from our pancake kick the last few days. (Micr...