Polly want a cracker?

Cash is now 8 months old. So much changes with him everyday now. He learns something new all the time. Most of these are good changes but the one where if I get out of his sight he goes psycho is not one of my favorites! I feel like he is being rude, especially when I leave him with someone and they are so excited to see him and he acts like a brat! I mean its bitter sweet, Im honored that im the milk to his cereal but really wish he would be alittle less obvious.

So his addiction to me leads to this....

Doing ANYTHING anymore is a huge obstacle. You do not understand this unless you have a child yourself. You really do take little things for granted that is so much easier when its just you and your husband! Like right now for instance. Im sitting here trying to write a blog, where prior Cash I would be sitting here in silence writing a blog that would maybe take me 5 mins. Post Cash blogging...Veggie tales belting out a song about pirates that dont do anything (literally that is what they are called), my son sitting in his bouncer singing/screaming/laughing all while bouncing uncontrollably which makes it sound like the bouncer is going to bust into 300 pieces. When his lil mind gets distracted he turns to me and opens his mouth while i cracker my polly with yogurt melts.

on to blogging.

So it is 1:00 and we are still in our pajamas. So I decide to get myself and Cash a bath and ready before Clay gets home and it look like we havent done anything today. After bath time I lay Cash in our bed and i let him take a nap while I bring all of my "getting ready stuff" in the living room so I dont wake him. I blow dry my hair and I get it almost straighten before I hear cries coming from the back of the house! He normally takes a 3 hour nap but that is only when im laying there with him! If im up actually getting things accomplished it only last as long as it take me to get right in the middle of the job! Not complaining, I love naps! So I bring him in here and place him in th floor. I finish getting ready and put on my new sweatpants; they are still the actual length they were intended to be because I havent had the chance to accidentally dry them yet, so they are love!

Im done getting ready it is 2:30 now. I let Kahne out on his leash and decide to take Cash down to check the mail! We love checking the mail, and now that its warmer Cash gets to go with me! Its on our schedule, Im obsessed with our schedule and this is an everyday thing! Today is Monday so being the awesome wife I am I decide to wheel the trash can down as we go. This is normally a hard task anyways because my drive way is made of some kind of rock which is slippery on a regular basis and the trash can being on wheels-you see my point. So half way down the drive it comes a down pour! We were too far to turn back now. This is the first time Cash has been in rain so he doesnt know what to think! I am concentrating on not flipping the V8 trash can I am driving all while Cash is doing some kind of rain dance in my arms! Parked the can. POURING enough at this time that I have to stop and put my glasses on my head so I could see. Check the mailbox....nothing. Of course nothing its a holiday and this was the only reason for this stupid adventure! Take a moment-feel my anger!

So up we go. Cash has determined now that he isnt much of a rainman. Im trying to hold up my pants, cover my child, run up my slippery driveway with wet flip flops! I thought for a split second Leave the child, save your hair!! But the cars passing by has already made me look like a horrible mother, I can hear them now! "What a horrible mother, That baby needs to be inside during this mess. It needs to have a coat/hat/socks on, drinking a bottle and doing exactly what I did as a mother". So they runt was coming with me! I felt like I was on a treadmill, I was going no where! I screaming, Im so sorry Cash! Like he knew what i was saying or even cared! I know at that point he was wishing maybe I would have put the diaper on his head! We made it in the house. ran back outside and grabbed the dog! My hair looked like something out of a country music video. I passed out on the floor beside Cash and just started laughing, he laughs when I do so we sat in the floor like crazed loons laughing while Kahne was licking the rain off of me! So much for the pretty hair and my pants were too wet for me to continue wearing them without getting my socks wet! So in less then an hour im sitting here writing a blog, with too short jogging pants, my hair on the top of my head and Cash in his pajamas! So when Clay gets home, he is going to think we did nothing all day! boy if he only knew!

So to non mothers. When you are watching your tv shows, taking a bath, getting ready, checking facebook, running to pay bills, sitting in church, folding laundry, doing anything outdoors, going to the movies. Know that mothers like me are doing them but in a completely different way then you! :)
Until next time. Peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits!