A day in the life of a mother

This blog is about a day in the life of a frum (orthodox Jewish) mother with small children.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Grocery Gateway

I have had it with grocery gateway. Today was the last straw. I do not plan on ever having my groceries delivered by them again, no matter how convenient it may be. Last time I ordered from them, they gave me Enfamil A+ instead of Nestle Follow up. Ok, a mistake, it happens. Today, they gave me an opened box that said Follow up but inside was Enfamil A+. two different manufacturers so who ever put my order together screwed up big time. So I call up, and they had the driver come back later and exchange it. We both checked and it was follow up inside this time. I did not take out the cans to examine them. So after he goes, I unpack and every can is totally smashed in big time, like big foot stepped on it. I was royally pissed this time. So I call up and tell them don't bother refunding me on credit, I am not ordering from your company again. I want my money back. So tomorrow the guy is coming over to credit my debit card. I also called Nestle and the lady there told me DO NOT use the dented cans, they can have bacteria in it. She is having a rep call grocery gateway to see how their product is being handled. Also sending me a five dollar coupon to use towards next formula purchase. She was very nice to do that as it was not nestle's fault but grocery gateways carelessness. The driver better show up tomorrow to give me my refund or else I am going to call up and demand to speak to a supervisor/manager.

Monday, August 27, 2007

I'm Bringing Home a Baby Bumble Bee...

Today #2 got stung by a wasp (huge looking yellow jacket) while she was playing on the new (used) little tikes slide I got from a garage sale. At first I thought she was crying because she was scared of the bee on the slide. So I went outside and the bee was acting drunk. I poured water on it and it did not fly away, it just sat there acting weird. I was talking to my mom on the phone at the time, prompting me to ask my mom, can bees have rabies? this bee is acting off. Of course, I know they can't. I was just beeing silly (pun intended :P) So the bee disappeared after I poured more water on it. Then I noticed #2's finger was swelling up and she was getting hysterical, which in turn made me panic. So I phoned my MIL to come over with some children's Benadryl. In the mean time, I ran #2' bee sting finger under the cold water. I did not see a stinger. The benadryl helped with the sting. From now on I am always going to keep a bottle in the house. G_d forbid just in case this happens again. She is the first of the kids to ever get stung by a bee. For some reason, I always thought my kids wouldn't get stung ever. After she calmed down she was a bit proud of her sting, telling her bubbe and siblings "This is my very first bee sting. On my little finger." LOL. I hope the bees will beehave (another bee pun :P) for Succos. MIL is thinking of getting one of those bee things to hang on trees to keep them from bugging you.

Ok, I am tired now and want to go read some books.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

I'd better learn how to speak Hebrew fast...

Today I got #3's hair cut at the barber. I asked the barber, short, but not bald short. Then, I asked the guy who usually cuts his hair who's chair was right next to the guy who was actually going to be cutting #3's hair, what do you usually use, #3, right? (the level of the clippers) He said something in Hebrew to the guy and next thing I know, my kid has such short hair it looks bald short!!! #3 looked at his reflection with this flabbergasted look on his face, his little mouth hung open in shock. I was also pretty shocked and perturbed at this hair cut. but at seeing #3's look on his face, I started cracking up laughing. So #3 laughed too. then the barber thought he did a bad job so he asked me if I liked it. (it wasn't a bad job, it was perfect but just way too short. but it was neat and even and thorough). He looks like a kid on Mea Shearim, except his payos are not long enough. My bald little baby LOL.

On another note, today bubbe's neighbor was having a garage sale and we picked up a great little tikes slide that can be hooked up to a hose to make a water slide. It's great, and it only cost 10 dollars and its in excellent condition. I cleaned it up with some Fanastic oxypower and its good as new. (except for the scratches from me dragging it back to the bubbe's house cause it was too bulky and bigger than me. :)

Ok, going to go read now..

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Oye como va...

I have had the most weirdest dream over shabbos. When I was in high school, the band would always play Oye Como Va (originally by Tito Puente, but also by Carlos Santana). I never knew the proper name of it though and have not heard this song in 15 years. Last night I dreamed about it, actually hearing the song, and words Oye Como va in my dream and somehow the name Santana popped up in there too. Tonight, after shabbos I looked up Oye como va wondering what the hell it meant (and found out it was the song I heard in high school, and I found a copy on you tube played by Santana. Freaking weird. The junior high school band teacher was in my dream too, he was conducting the band. What a wacked out dream. In my dream he had died and was on his way up, he said he was waiting for the song to be over. I am slightly worried as the last time I had a dream this weird and vivid, it was about my rav's wife who was sick with terminal lung cancer and she had passed away over shabbos. I had dreamed this, even the details about passing away right after kiddush. I hope this is just a weird dream and nothing else.

Ok, hubby is coming home soon with pizza. So I am going to go downstairs now and read till the chow gets here.

Friday, August 24, 2007

She walks!!

My #5 started walking today. I was putting away laundry (again!) and the next thing I know #5 is walking down the room towards me. It was so darn cute. I am so proud of her. :)

#1 is bugging me about veggie burger and microwave. Got to go!

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Getting ready for back 2 school

Well, camp is officially over as of yesterday and now we are headed into the direction of back to school. Sept 4. :) #1 is going into grade 2, #2 is going into Senior Kindegarten, and #3 is going into junior kindergarten. Very exciting :) I can't remember what it is like to just have two kids at home during the day. Its going to be weird at first but I am looking forward to the quiet break in the day. :)

Last night I got an email that I won a contest from the family channel for the Downsview park family fest. but alas, I must forfeit my prize as we have no clue who any of the kids entertainers are and don't really feel like going. The singers are for a bit older crowd like 8 years to teens. I am not really sure why I bothered entering, except I just enter every contest I see :) I never win. except this time I did. Oh well.

Not much else doing today. Just loads of laundry. and also the fact that #5 has taken off her diaper AGAIN for the zillionth time today.

I am looking for a free couch without tears and stains and have been looking on craigs list. I haven't found one yet but am rather enjoying craigslist. There is a section for pets and I really want a cat and keep emailing hubby ads of free cats :) so far, no go, he is making me wait until #5 is in school, hence I have two years to go. I grew up with tons of pets and can't imagine not having one. I had a dog growing up, named Pepper, a mini schnauzer. he died when I was 14 and we replaced him with Max, another schnauzer. We also had a lot of guinea pigs (apparently the store was WRONG when they told me Patches was female LOL.) I had a cat named Tigger who my sister inherited when I left for Canada. My mom had 2 ferrets which I hated cause I think they smell bad and feel slimy. She also had a yellow canary named Twinkie, we had fish at one point. and I also used to have hermit crabs which I sold because when they die, they crawl out of their shells and its totally gross.

All I want now, as an adult, is just a little itty bitty kitty so the kids could know what its like to have a pet :) so if hubby is reading this, my birthday is coming up and a furry little meow would be a great gift :)

Ok, more laundry to do now...

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Walk a mile in my shoes...

Before I write about my visit to the the CNE, I have to vent a bit about something.

Every day for the August session of camp, I had to wait with my 5 kids at the bus stop in front of one of my daughter's classmates house. He also was going August session. I explained to the mom that my oldest has Aspergers syndrome and ADHD as she seemed puzzled about some of his antics, like his obsession with her air conditioner unit (he likes to watch the blades turn around when its on), or sometimes how he might not get certain social cues and may come off as being nosy or rude in a regular child. She said she understood, but that is a total crock. This past two weeks she has been rude bordering on the point of nasty to my two sons. My 3 1/2 year old is not special needs, just an average normal busy boy, but combined with #1's antics I guess its too much for her. My #3 accidentally knocked over bubbles and she screamed at him. He was okay but I was pissed at her. I understand she is 8 months pregnant but thats not an excuse for her rude behaviour to my sons. I am trying hard to keep my mouth shut, but she is so judgemental. she has 2 kids 3 years apart, perfect little angels apparently. #1 can't help certain things, she is so rude about it. Its not like he is a normal boy who is just being bratty or strange. The bus stop is very challenging for him. There are a lot of distractions for him, he is also not good at waiting for more than 5 minutes. She speaks to him in an impatient tone. Bad weather especially makes him anxious and it was cloudy out several times the past week. I am glad tomorrow is the last day of camp. I am fighting the urge to say something nasty to her back about it. Its not worth the argument. You can't argue with a narrowminded snob who can't understand why a child on the autism spectrum is not behaving like her perfect kids. I feel reminded of the poem, welcome to holland. My #1 has taken me on a very different path than I expected to go in life with kids but it still ends up being nice, just a bit different. I feel hurt when some people do not understand about autism/aspergers and then be nasty about certain autistic behaviours that the child really can not help.


Emily Perl Kingsley.

c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
Here are some facts about autism and asperger syndrome for people who may not know. Next time you see a child having a tantrum you should think twice before offering unsolicited advice. A child with aspergers/autism looks completely normal. You can not tell by looks alone.

(Quoted from Wikipedia)

AS is characterized by:[1][25]
Narrow interests or preoccupation with a subject to the exclusion of other activities
Repetitive behaviors or rituals
Peculiarities in speech and language
Extensive logical/technical patterns of thought
Socially and emotionally inappropriate behavior and interpersonal interaction
Problems with nonverbal communication
Clumsy and uncoordinated motor movements
The most common and important characteristics of AS can be divided into several broad categories: social impairments, narrow but intense interests, and peculiarities of speech and language. Other features are commonly associated with this syndrome, but are not always regarded as necessary for diagnosis. This section mainly reflects the views of Attwood, Gillberg, and Wing on the most important characteristics of AS; the DSM-IV criteria represent a slightly different view. Unlike most PDDs, AS is often camouflaged, and many people with the disorder blend in with those who do not have it.[28] The effects of AS depend on how an affected individual responds to the syndrome itself.[citation needed]
Social differences
See also: Asperger syndrome and interpersonal relationships
The unwritten rules of social behavior are said to mystify many with AS and have been termed the hidden curriculum.[29] People with AS must learn these social skills intellectually through seemingly contrived, dry, math-like logic rather than intuitively through normal emotional interaction.[30]
Non-autistics are able to gather information about other people's cognitive and emotional states based on clues gleaned from the environment and other people's facial expression and body language, but, in this respect, some people with AS are impaired; this is sometimes called mind-blindness.[31] People with mind-blindness are frequently unable to interpret or understand the desires or intentions of others and thereby are unable to predict what to expect of others or what others may expect of them. This sometimes leads to social awkwardness and inappropriate behavior.
It is not claimed that people with AS lack emotions. The concrete nature of emotional attachments they might have (for example, to objects rather than to people), however, often seems curious or can even be a cause of concern to people who do not share their perspective.[32] Alexithymia, a Greek term coined in 1972 by P.E. Sifneos[33] meaning literally "lack of words for emotions", is a personality trait of "people who have difficulties recognizing, processing, and regulating emotions".[34] Recent studies suggest that 85% of people with ASDs have alexithymia.[35]
Failing to show affection—or failing to do so in conventional ways—does not necessarily mean that people with AS do not feel affection.[citation needed][clarify] Understanding this can lead partners or caregivers to feel less rejected and to be more understanding. Increased understanding can also come from learning about AS and any comorbid disorders.[36] Sometimes, the opposite problem occurs: the person with AS is unusually affectionate to significant others; and misses or misinterprets signals from the other partner, causing the partner stress.[37]
Speech and language differences
People with AS typically have a highly pedantic way of speaking, using a far more formal language register than appropriate for a context. A five-year-old child with this condition may regularly speak in language that could easily have come from a university textbook, especially concerning his or her special area of interest.[38]
Literal interpretation is another common, but not universal, hallmark of this condition. Attwood gives the example of a girl with AS who answered the telephone one day and was asked, "Is Paul there?" Although the Paul in question was in the house, he was not in the room with her, so after looking around to ascertain this, she simply said "no" and hung up. The person on the other end had to call back and explain to her that he meant for her to find him and get him to pick up the telephone.[39]
Individuals with AS may use words idiosyncratically, including new coinages and unusual juxtapositions. This can develop into a rare gift for humor (especially puns, word play, doggerel and satire). A potential source of humor is the eventual realization that their literal interpretations can be used to amuse others. Some are so proficient at written language as to qualify as hyperlexic. Tony Attwood refers to a particular child's skill at inventing expressions, for example, "tidying down" (the opposite of tidying up) or "broken" (when referring to a baby brother who cannot walk or talk).[40]
Children with AS may show advanced abilities for their age in language, reading, mathematics, spatial skills, or music, sometimes into the 'gifted' range, but these talents may be counterbalanced by appreciable delays in the development of other cognitive functions.[28] Some other typical behaviors are echolalia, the repetition or echoing of verbal utterances made by another person, and palilalia, the repetition of one's own words.[41]
A 2003 study investigated the written language of children and youth with AS. They were compared with neurotypical peers in a standardized test of written language skills and legibility of handwriting. In written language skills, no significant differences were found between standardized scores of both groups; however, in hand-writing skills, the AS participants produced significantly fewer legible letters and words than the neurotypical group. Another analysis of written samples of text, found that people with AS produce a similar quantity of text to their neurotypical peers, but have difficulty in producing writing of quality.[42]
Tony Attwood states that a teacher may spend considerable time interpreting and correcting an AS child's indecipherable scrawl. The child is also aware of the poor quality of his or her handwriting and may be reluctant to engage in activities that involve extensive writing. Unfortunately for some children and adults, high school teachers and prospective employers may consider the neatness of handwriting as a measure of intelligence and personality. The child may require assessment by an occupational therapist and remedial exercises, but modern technology can help minimize this problem. A parent or teacher aide could also act as the child's scribe or proofreader to ensure the legibility of the child's written answers or homework.[43]
Narrow, intense interests
AS in children can involve an intense and obsessive level of focus on things of interest, many of which are those of neurotypical children. The difference in children with AS is the unusual intensity of the interest.[44] Some have suggested that these "obsessions" are essentially arbitrary and lacking in any real meaning or context; however, researchers note that these "obsessions" typically focus on the mechanical (how things work) as opposed to the psychological (how people work).[45] Those with a creative proclivity may be more interested in music or art, rather than in fiction, especially ones whose content is intended to arouse emotions, such as romance novels etc.[citation needed]
Sometimes these interests are lifelong; in other cases, they change at unpredictable intervals. In either case, there are normally only one or two interests at any given time. The interests are often linked in some way that is logical only to the AS individual. In pursuit of these interests, people with AS often manifest extremely sophisticated reasoning, an almost obsessive focus, and a remarkably good memory for trivial facts (occasionally even eidetic memory).[46][47] Hans Asperger called his young patients "little professors" because he thought his patients had as comprehensive and nuanced an understanding of their field of interest as university professors.[48]
Some clinicians do not entirely agree with this description. For example, Wing and Gillberg both argue that, in children with AS, these areas of intense interest typically involve more rote memorization than real understanding,[46] despite occasional appearances to the contrary. Such a limitation is an artifact of the diagnostic criteria, even under Gillberg's criteria, however.[49]
People with AS may have little patience for things outside these narrow interests. In school, they may be perceived as highly intelligent underachievers or overachievers, clearly capable of outperforming their peers in their field of interest, yet persistently unmotivated to do regular homework assignments (sometimes even in their areas of interest). Others may be hypermotivated to outperform peers in school. Symptoms may be seen by obsessional absorption with inanimate objects, such as watches and clocks; or a predominant interest in systematic things like numbers, indices, telephone directories, encyclopedias, dictionaries, or measuring scales. The combination of social problems and intense interests can lead to unusual behavior, such as greeting a stranger by launching into a lengthy monologue about a special interest rather than introducing oneself in the socially accepted way. However, in many cases adults can outgrow this impatience and lack of motivation and develop more tolerance to new activities and meeting new people.[28]
Other differences
Those affected by AS may show a range of other sensory, developmental, and physiological anomalies. Children with AS may evidence a slight delay in the development of fine motor skills. In some cases, people with AS may have an odd way of walking, and may display compulsive finger, hand, arm or leg movements,[50] including tics and stims.[51][52]
In general, orderly things appeal to people with AS. Some researchers mention the imposition of rigid routines (on themselves and/or others) as a criterion for diagnosing this condition. It appears that changes to their routines cause inordinate levels of anxiety for some people with this condition.[53]
Some people with AS experience varying degrees of sensory overload and are extremely sensitive to touch, smells, sounds, tastes, and sights. They may prefer soft clothing, familiar scents, or certain foods. Some may even be pathologically sensitive to loud noises (as some people with AS have hyperacusis), strong smells, or dislike being touched; for example, certain children with AS exhibit a strong dislike of having their head touched or their hair disturbed while others like to be touched but dislike loud noises. Sensory overload may exacerbate problems faced by such children at school or indeed adults at work, where levels of noise in the classroom or workplace can become intolerable for them.[50] Some are unable to block out, as in habituation, certain repetitive or background stimuli, such as the constant ticking of a clock, or a television in another room of the house. Whereas most children stop registering this sound after a short time and can hear it only if they consciously attend to it, a child with AS can become distracted, agitated, or even (in cases where the child has problems with regulating emotions such as anger) aggressive if the sound persists.[citation needed]
The flicker of fluorescent lighting or computer monitors at low refresh rates (both common in schools) can be very disturbing visual stimuli for AS people, contributing to otherwise inexplicable headaches, bad moods and agitation.[54]
A study of parent measures of child temperament found that children with autism were rated as presenting with more extreme scores than typically-developing children.[55]--

Maybe I should print this out and show it to her, so the next time #1 starts playing with the knobs on the sprinkler, or starts going on a lecture about computers LOL. #1 is so smart with computers. he figures out stuff I don't even know how to do LOL. I am going to try to ignore this other mother and not let her make me feel bad.

Anyway, about the CNE. We had a great time. The kids got to pet the animals in the petting zoo. There was a donkey, sheep, pigs, goats, horses (the horses were in a different part of the ex, behind a gate.) The kids got to see real cows being milked. There was a man on stilts juggling and a guy dressed like a tree from Lord of the Rings.

Ok, I made this post too long and am still feeling some residual crankiness from the bus stop this morning, and I have laundry to put away, so more later..

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The CNE!

I have no clue why I am fully awake and typing away at 5:40 in the morning. I woke up and felt fully awake so I figured I would go surf the net and enter my long list of daily contests. (not that I ever really win :P) We are taking #1 and #2 to the ex today (canadian national exhibition). its a huge fair with a midway, hundreds of booths and shops, a huge food place (only the hersheys booth and some of the beverage booths are kosher. Just what my waist line needs :P) We are leaving #3, #4, and #5 with the bubbe. Then afterwards we are going to a sheva brachos at the bubbe's house in the evening. Its going to be extremely crowded as she invited a lot of people. To tell you the truth, I hate crowded venues, it makes me very anxious. Especially I will have 5 kids running around too.

To be honest I have not been feeling very social this past week, having to wait at the camp bus stop with a supermom every day and her sometimes rude comments about #1 and sometimes #3. Thank G-d camp is over on Wednesday. I know I will have to wait with her again next year, but that is a whole year again to worry about it. Luckily there are some nice down to earth mothers here too and I have managed to have some friends in my home away from home. Not everyone here is Supermom but Normal Mom :)

Friday, August 17, 2007

Eye am feeling better

My left eye is no longer blurry. I think I had an eye infection. My doc didn't think so but 2 of my kids have pink eye since yesterday and I used their eye drops too and today it is a big difference. B"H. That was scary though..

Not much else is doing. I am having a cranky week and feeling very irritable :P. I think its endofcamp-itis. Or maybe I am just tired of some of the phoney super I am perfect and my kids are perfect too moms (or mom) at the bus stop. Especially ones that make a comment that my boys are being hard to control yesterday. NO they are not. They are just being BOYS. BOYS made to wait 20 minutes at the bus stop for a bus that is running LATE!!!! and the fact is one of them has ASPERGERS AND ADHD and was being set off by the fact that there was a storm cloud in the weather radar. (he is currently fixated on weather and keeps checking the weather sattelite on line) !! Screw you. sorry, I just had to vent :) Let her try standing at the freaking bus stop with 5 kids for twenty minutes and see how well behaving her kids are. She only has 2 kids 2 years apart and does not understand what aspergers is or how little things can make them a little upset or out of sorts sometimes. So she can keep her expert opinion to her freaking self.

We are planning on going to the EX this Sunday IY"H. I will be more chipper then :) Because I wont have to see super mom and her perfect angelic kids that never ever misbehave.

Ok, enough ranting for now. I have to go make food for shabbos.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Eye alone...

I am in an extremely bad mood, in case you wonder why I am so grouchy in this post. Eye don't know what to do. (pun intended). this morning I woke up with a burning pain in my left eye, and it was watering and very blurry. The blurriness lasted for a good half hour. I used some eye drops I had at home, tobramycin and I don't know if its a coincidence but it gradually got better. Not perfect. but it hurt and I knew something was wrong So I called my doc who had me come in and said he doesn't know whats wrong. wait a few hour and see. but by 11 am I was very anxious and upset as I could not read my book as my left eye is still blurry slightly. So he got me in to see an opthamologist tomorrow. but I used the drops again just before and now its no longer blurry but still feels sore. I am not sure if I should cancel tomorrow if its better or just go and be sure. The doc office said if its not any problem I need to pay 100 dollars. My doc said not to worry, as It IS a problem. But I am afraid to take that chance. 100 dollars is a lot of money for nothing. What happens if my eye is all better tomorrow? should I risk it and go to the doc anyway? I won't use any more drops because its probably an infection I have and I rather it treated properly. My father in law is a pharmacist and he told me its not good to use old eye drops as its contaminated after you open it. Damn canada's stupid health care. I wish I were in the States. Where even though you pay through the nose for health care at least you are seen without this stupidity.

I am just so frustrated being away from my family and friends. I wish hubby would get a job offer in NY and we can just go home. I feel very isolated here and its so hard to just rely on my mother in law for everything. Once all my kids are in school it will be easier for me to get around. but that is 2 years away. What I really need is a car. Sigh. Tomorrow I have to load my triple stroller and #1 onto the bus. should be real fun. and all the rude obnoxious people on the bus can yell at me some more for taking up a lot of room with my stroller. Screw them. They can go pay for a cab for me instead if they don't like it. Ok, I am going as my eye is itching and hurting and really annoying me.

BTW I had a nice time at the wedding, despite the babysitter calling me 5 times, saying, the kids missed me, the kids felt hot to her (they were fine.) the kids won't go to sleep. (she called 2 times a half hour apart for that one.) I finally gave the phone to hubby who told her its FINE if they fall asleep on the couch. She was inexperienced so I think that explains it. But I won't use her again to babysit. The chuppah was beautiful. It was outdoors. Gorgeous. The food was good at the wedding, There were salad bowls that were edible (some sort of crispy bowl thing) and basalmic chicken with potatoes and veggies. and of course chocolate cake for dessert. and I had a fuzzy navel. 2 actually, and a glass of wine. I don't ever drink but I decided to try a fuzzy navel at the wedding for the first time and it tasted so darn yummy.

Today I start the south beach diet again.

Monday, August 13, 2007

The Tooth Fairy Cometh

#1 lost his first tooth today!! I feel so old, my baby is getting adult teeth LOL. BTW in case you wonder why I am in a better mood, I found a babysitter. 2 actually. I accepted the first girl who called me back, and when the other called me an hour later, I told her I found someone but just in case she cancels last minute, I would keep her in mind. I found out from my mother in law who knows the mom who called me to cancel, and she told me the lady is a bit flakey. Sigh.

Anyway, I am feeling exhausted from hunting down a babysitter all day so I am going to go try to relax.


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGGGG! I am pretty pissed right now. The girl who was supposed to be babysitting tomorrow night blew me off and couldn't even tell me herself but had her MOMMY do it. The girl is 18 years old! She got invited to a freaking surprise party last minute and blew me off to go. Thanks a lot for giving me notice! Like 1 days notice!! Where was she all weekend???>?? Why tell me the DAY BEFORE THE SIMCHA??>???>>? Damn it. I have several prospects but giving its last minute not likely. Hubby is going to go to the wedding and I am going to be stuck babysitting. I am very upset as I haven't gone out without the kids in a long time and have not been to a wedding in two years. (all our friends are married). I got my sheitel washed, my dress cleaned and ready and for what? To have an irresponsible 18 year old back out on me less than a day before the simcha.

When I was 18, I understood the meaning of responsibility. I always stuck by my word and if I made a committment to babysit I did NOT CANCEL 24 hours beforehand! . I guess times have changed.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Finally found a sitter!

Well, I finally found a sitter for the wedding we are invited to Tuesday night. I know her mom, but her mom didn't know my name, just recognized me my sight only so she called me up to see who her daughter was babysitting for. After a grilling, I passed approval. :) Once I described my triple stroller, and the fact that I see her every day, she realized who I was. Then we played Jewish Geography and found we had several people in common. So she told me she likes to know who her daughter is baby sitting for, and I totally understand. She asked me if I own a TV as her daughter likes to watch after the kids are asleep (and I thought, gee, she thinks they are going to go to sleep for her? LOL.). See? finding a sitter is like finding a shidduch. I got grilled with a bunch of questions and we even discuss owning a tv! :P Anyway, I am going to call her tomorrow night to confirm. I am slightly worried she might cancel at the last second, but I doubt it as she sounded very mature and reliable on the phone.

On shabbos, we went to the park in the afternoon and saw our pediatrician with his grandkids. My #2 goes to school with one of them. They played nicely. At one point hubby was pushing #3 in the swing and our pediatrician was pushing his granddaughter in the other. I felt hubby was pushing #3 way too high and I told him it was making me a bit nervous, and my pediatrician was joking don't worry, I'll catch him if he flies out. Ha ha :P. I an't help it that I am a neurotic mommy :P

Next Sunday we are planning on going to the Canadian National Exhibition with #1 and #2. The bubbe is babysitting the rest. It's not easy getting a triple stroller on a crowded street car, so we decided it would be more enjoyable for us if we just brought the older two with us and had bubbe babysit the rest. Then Sunday night we are going to Sheva Brachos hosted by the bubbe for the girl who's wedding we are going to Tuesday night. hey, two nights I don't have to cook dinner :) Yay!

Well, that's it for now. Time for breakfast.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Paging Mary Poppins...

Where is Mary Poppins when you need her?!? I am invited to a wedding Tuesday night and still DO NOT have a sitter!!! I have made numerous phone call today and if I don't find someone by tonight, I am done looking for a sitter. I will just have to miss the simcha. It's out of my control. I feel bad, because I am invited to the whole thing. The first girl I called, was a daughter of someone we know from shul. The parents gave her the message several times before she bothered phoning back. when she did grace us with her phone call, she would not give a definite answer. Hubby wanted to wait until she answered. A day or two went by, and I called her again. This time she says no, but she has a friend who can. So I ask her what's the #, I will call directly and she wouldn't give me the #, but said she will have her friend call us. Of course, I did not bother waiting anymore and her friend never called.

After that, I called several more people and a few were going away to the cottage and one was going to the same wedding as us. So I ended up calling #3's counsellor from last month and she will let me know tonight. I really hope she says yes. She never babysat 5 kids at once but has been in charge of the group at camp, which had numerous kids in it. She wanted to think about it and is supposed to phone me at 8 pm tonight. Finding a babysitter is a lot like looking for a shidduch. You call up the sitter and say, this is what I have (describe kids here). this is what I am looking for in a sitter. T hen the sitter describes herself and her child caring techniques and you have to see if you are a fit. One family we called, the girl sounded like she was not all there. I asked her if she could sit, yeah (insert big silence here). she didn't ask how many kids I had, or even what day I needed her for. She was too busy watching the tv that was blaring in the background. I had gotten a very strong bad vibe from her and told her, never mind and hung up. I have feeling we had the wrong phone number or something, or there is something wrong with that girl. I am very picky when it comes to who watches my kids. Better safe than sorry.

Anyways, I am tired and want to make an iced coffee now..

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Drowning in a Sea of Kashi....

Help! I am drowning in a sea of kashi! Friday, I received a huge box from UPS. Apparently, the free kashi welcome kit I sent away for included 4 free boxes of kashi, a free tshirt, and 10 coupons for free boxes of kashi. I already had one box unopened sitting in the cupboard. I have yet to try it as I am still on phase 1 of southbeach. I lost 4 lbs so far. YAY :) I guess if i had been more strict that would have been 14. I am going to try harder this week.

In other news, Friday morning #3 decided to throw his summer hat out the camp bus window on the way to camp LOL. He was bugging his sister, #2, and they moved him to a different seat. He was not happy about that, and expressed it by tossing his hat out, in the middle of traffic on a major street. When he realized it was not going to come back, he was not a happy camper. At least we have a back up hat. A gymborree summer hat I got off of ebay for a good deal. I really love gymboree stuff and am glad I can get a good deal off of the stuff on ebay.

This weekend is Civic Holiday, which means no work for hubby. The malls are open, but I don't really need anything right now except boots for the kids for the winter, and I don't know when I will have time to get it as we are busy the next several sundays. It will have to be sometime during the week. I will have to ask the bubbe for a lift because #2 is a big kvetch about walking anywhere farther than one block. today was a street sale around the corner from my in laws and I got a picnic table for kids for 2.30 from a frum family (that way I don't have to worry anything traif was put on it). I also got a Step2 ride on toy for #4. Ok, time for lunch.

Thursday, August 02, 2007


#3 was having a very difficult morning today. First, after I helped him choose an outfit to wear, he decided it was too red (the shirt was red). So I helped him pick another outfit, but after getting it off the hanger, and putting it on, he decided he did not want to wear that. I was out of time, and falling behind schedule, and the grocery gateway delivery guy was coming any second, ((and of course he brought me a wrong formula, I needed good start follow up and he brought me enfamil A+, a costly mistake their part, A+ s 15 dollars more than follow up, but I sent it back with the driver. I didn't want it). Then, after #3 finally gets dressed, and we all have breakfast, he realizes he left his hat at camp yesterday. He didn't want to go to the camp bus stop and I had to carry him, kicking and screaming, while I attempted to push the triple stroller. At the stop, he pulled off one of his shoes and socks and threw a fit for me to put it back on him. Then the bus came and he refused to go on. I had to carry him on the bus and help him find his seat. He was really tired this morning and I think that explains his behaviour, but a part of me worries that maybe he has Aspergers too. But he does really well at camp and has no troubles there that I have heard, and I asked the head counsellor how he was with the other kids. also the pediatrician said he is fine and does not have Aspergers like his big brother. I guess I will chalk it up to he was having a bad day.
anyway #1 is kicking me off the computer to play some kids games on it...BTW I bumped into a friend I had not seen in 2-3 weeks and she noticed I lost a few pounds :) Yay. I have to be stricter though with myself because I had a skinny chocolate chiller and that is not on the allowed foods list :( I will be a good girl the rest of the day and through shabbos IY"H. I probably could have lost more if I was being strict with phase #1. at this rate I will be on phase one forever LOL :)

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Cellphones and Driving DO NOT Mix

I have had it with inconsiderate people here in the GTA that are so busy yapping on their cell phones that they can not see the pedestrians and baby pedestrians that are right in front of them. Today I was in the Sobey's shopping plaza and this guy was so busy yapping away that he drove at me, and then proceeded to park in a spot that was not even a designated parking spot. I was ticked off, but what made me laugh was #1 said, Let me handle this mom. LOL. I told him not to bother to say anything. Not worth it. But I feel strongly Ontario needs to put an end to cell phones and driving. It is NOT the same as talking to someone in the car with you, I think its way more distracting. and this is NOT the first time I had a run in with a putz yapping on the phone while driving. Actually, I find it highly obnoxious also when I am waiting on line at the super market and have to listen to someone shriek their conversation. I was stuck listening to some girl go on and on about how she spent 100 dollars on tuna steak to her friend on the phone.

Ok, I want to go read now. BTW I am not having any more food with aspartame in it. Its causing me huge headaches. After I got a few, I looked up aspartame on google and it scared the hell out of me. I am now not even sure about splenda, but its better than aspartame I think.

BTW I think I lost a pound or two from South beach. But I messed up tonight by drinking a small slushy and having one too many sugar free ice pops. I wanted to use them up to get rid of aspartame products :P