Dress Rehearsal

So I've already commented on the fact that Zoey takes dance on Monday nights.  Well they are having a dance recital on May 1st.  So Thursday they had a dress rehearsal for the recital.

Well you would think that getting Zoey to dress rehearsal would be simple, nope.  Taking my two year old is one thing, taking the two year old and the two month old is a different story.  You see my mother had to work, my husband had to work, and my sister had to work.  So that left me with the baby sling, and Zoey.

Zoey had just woken up from a nap so I thought it would be pretty simple. Dress rehearsal was supposed to start at 4:00.  Silly me kept thinking that they would start with the Mommy and Me class since we had the little wiggle worms that couldn't sit still.  Not so much.  The first couple of groups Zoey was fascinated with and wanted to watch.  The fourth group she stood next to her teacher and mimicked the moves.  By the sixth group I was having to drag her off stage.  As soon as I had her off, she was back up there.  She kept running to line up with the girls and dance. "Mommy dance. Mommy I dance. Mommy dance." Over and over again.  Finally after forty-five minutes it was our turn. Five minutes later we were finished and off to the car we went. All the while I kept hearing, "Mommy dance, Mommy dance."

Rhonda

So I am currently a stay at home mommy, however, that is not the job I want to continue with.  Don't get me wrong, I love my children dearly, but I'm a much better parent when I'm working.

So you're asking why and how I can be a better parent when I'm working. Well, it's simple, I know that when I walk through the door my girls are my priority until bedtime.  They are the most important things and everything else can wait.  As a full time mommy I'm constantly doing laundry, washing dishes, cleaning floors, making beds, you know, being a mommy. I have so little time to devote because to my children because I have phone calls to make the insurance company, doctors appointments, bills to pay and many other things that take me away from the girls.

For the first sixteen months of Zoey's life we had Rhonda. Rhonda was a life safer. Always willing to come over and help in a split second.  She never asked for compensation over the last three years.  The first day I went back to work after being out of school for the summer I was a little sad and scared. I didn't have to be though, Rhonda took care of everything.  I came home to a clean house.  Rhonda did everything for Zoey that she could to make her happy and to keep her occupied. She brought her to the school on Friday's for the pep rally.  She helped at football games when we traveled.  She did everything for us.

When we left our jobs in Haleyville Rhonda was still there.  She would come over and help me with Zoey while Mike interviewed for jobs.  She would keep Zoey to all hours of the night so I could interview for jobs.  When Zoey was put in the hospital she wasn't able to come see her, however, I went home to a spotless house and a stocked refrigerator of the basic needs. Rhonda was there until football season became hectic. She was there for Christmas when we needed her help.

Rhonda helped us move into our house, and she helped us to move out of our house.  If I could afford to move Rhonda in the house next door I would (especially since the house next door is for sale). I can't imagine what life will be like as we continue to adjust to our lack of Rhonda. There was always a daily dose and it was just enough to keep me sane because she magically appeared when  I was about to loose it.

Zoey is happy, healthy, and verbal.  Rhonda has two children that are happy, healthy, and very intelligent.  Zoey will be all those things because of the time Rhonda devoted to her. I could come home to a sleeping baby, change clothes and Zoey was ready to go and so was I. As a mommy there is never five minutes to  your self to collect your self for the next round.  I could do that because the most wonderful woman in the world made it possible.

One sick, Two sick, Three sick, Four

I love spring time in Alabama. I have not however been a fan of the yellow dust that takes over the playgrounds, the cars, and the air just in general.  So imagine my surprise when Mike woke up all congested with a runny nose and a headache last Wednesday.  Well if you think that was a shocker imagine how surprised I was when I woke up on Saturday struggling to breath in and out. Then of course Zoey began to couch on Sunday. Then this morning, my poor two month old tried to wake, but her eyes were matted shut, then out came the biggest glob of goo out of her nose.  So now my days are filled with little noses and antibiotics and the gentle sound of the screams as I take the bulb syringe to little noses.

"It's Monday"

My two year-old is slowly understanding that there are days in the week and the meaning behind certain days. For example, Monday is dance night in the Muncher household. Zoey and I attend a Mommy and Me dance class every Monday. I have discovered that Monday is now Zoey's favorite day of the week.

Every Monday I wrestle Zoey down and put on her leotard and her dance shoes. I bribe her to let me put a bow in her hair so she looks as prim and proper as the other eight girls in the class. We then drive seven minutes down the road to Jasper Elite, each Monday I pray that my child will not be the "wild child" and that she will be, well, hopefully she will at least behave long enough to get out into the gym.

Alas, my prayers are not always answered for more often than not my child leads the pack to destruction. I am a stay at home mom, Zoey's only boundary is that she must stay within my sight during the day. She follows directions well and for the most part can be left to her own devices. So when we venture out to dance on Monday we are among parents who work all day and have their children in some type of child care thus making it the only time they get to spend together. Oh, how I long to be among the work force again soon.... I have to say, tonight she was pretty well behaved and managed to wait her turn most of the night. Unfortunately dance is drawing to a close and Zoey will not be able to see Miss Emily, because Emily will be leaving for school soon and won't be teaching the Mommy and Me class anymore. What shall we do?

There is a point.

There is a point to my blog, I promise. I'm just getting the hang of working the program. I'm doing my best because, well, I think I have some interesting things to say :)

While I'm thinking about it.

I borrowed one of our family photos from Karla Burton. I'm trying to figure out how to get her page to publish. Until then go to karlaburtonphotography.com.

Getting Started

Getting started has been a little difficult today. Everyone here is sick. Zoey has a cold, I have bronchitis, Mike is recovering from surgery and Abby has a tummy virus. What can I say, nothing is simple in our house. Not to mention the crazy weather. The only positive to the crazy weather is that my children sleep like logs when it rains.

So it begins

So, I have decided to create a blog. I intended to do it back when Zoey became so ill, and just never got around to it. So here goes.