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Adding another title to the resume.
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Friday, April 27, 2007
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My husband recently got a job working for an insurance company as their "IT" man. YAHOO! He will be working part time, while I made arrangements at work changing up my hours a bit so I can still get in the "40 hours."
Starting this week, I have Wednesday and Thursday off and I wont go in on Friday until noon. And I must say, the last two days have been incredibly wonderful. Amazing in fact. I guess you could say that I am a PTSAHM. Part time Stay at Home Mom. And I am just loving it.
Whats great about the whole thing is: 1. I am still working full time. 2. The husband is working, getting out of the house and bringing in MUCH needed extra bacon. 3. Bubba and I get a TON more time together. 4. I am getting MUCH needed me time in the mornings 3 days a week before Bubba wakes up... me time. Did you hear me? ME TIME!!
I am totally in love with this new schedule. I was able to spend 3 hours yesterday and almost 2 hours today doing nothing but reading through this site and this one. I am like CRACK addicted to these sites. Confessions. What a wonderful thing. You should go over and check it out... but not until you have read everything that I have to say. Cause it'll be just soooo exciting. I promise. Once you click out of here... you will be cursing my name for introducing you to such a awesome site and wont come back here. Atleast for a couple hours. So dont even click over there... yet.
Both mornings that I went to get Bubba up, the moment the door started to open she was saying "DADDY!" but when she realized it was me... "MOMMA! OHH MOMMA BACK! I LUB YOU MOMMA!"
Talk about the songs my heart was singing.
Bubba is her hyperiest and cheeriest right in the morning. She didnt get that from her Daddy or I. She does these crazy I-am-running-around-in-circles-isnt-this-so-great and lets-crawl-all-over-the-floor-like-KITTENS-right-now! stuff in the morning that is just adorable. I mean really it is damn near breathtaking... that child makes me so mentally exhausted just watching her...
This particular morning she was wearing all pink (ok, that would be almost every morning) and I happened to have on my pink pajama bottoms as well. So after changing her diaper and letting her loose in the living room, I sat down on the couch and she runs over to me and starts giggling, "TICKLE YOUR PINK PANTS MOMMA! TICKLE, TICKLE, TICKLE."
Naturally I started tickling her little Pinkness right back and as we fell to the floor... she really thought I wanted to play the crawling around like kittens game.
Damnit. Mentally AND physically exhausted, I tell ya!
COME ON MOMMA! KITTENS! LIKE DIS'! WALK LIKE DIS'!
So we are crawling all over the floor and she scuttles over to me on all fours and gets right in my face and LICKS me from cheek to forehead and starts meowing. Then she looks right in my eyes and says, "Momma. You tickle me Pink."
I want EVERY morning to be JUST like this.
Labels: Mr. Bubba, My little Bubba
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Even Higher Expectations.
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Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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Bubba: Daddys shirt.
Daddy: What?
Bubba: Daddys shirt.
Daddy: What do you want, Bubba?
Bubba: Daaaaddyyyys! SHIRT!
Daddy: One more time, Bubba.
Bubba: DAAAAADDDYYYS! SHIIIRRRT!
Daddy: Show Daddy.
Bubba (Said with the look of death and the devil voice.): Daddys. shirt.
Daddy: Bubba. I have NO IDEA what you are saying.
Bubba promptly stomps over to her to her toybox, reaches within and thrusts her dinosaur into the air with the look of, "Dont give me this SHIT Daddy, I was OBVIOUSLY saying dinosaur."
Daddy: Well, Bubba why didnt you say so?Labels: Mr. Bubba, My little Bubba
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Playdoh Party at dinner time.
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Saturday, February 17, 2007
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When Mr. Bubba started his gig as a Stay at Home Dad, I left him with an extremely wonderful assignment. Get Bubba to eat solids so we can wean her off of breastfeeding. Easy right? I'm such a fabulous wife.
Yeah, I wasnt falling for it either. It was the biggest concern we had when I went back to work but after Bubba starved for 2 weeks because she has my stubborn trait... she finally gave in... and took to solids quite well actually.
For several months he would feed her solids and when I was home I would breastfeed. Then we slowly started the weaning process further until she was completely eating solids. (I hated that day. I think it was harder for ME to wean off of breastfeeding Bubba than Bubba.)
I noticed that Mr. Bubbas trick was to distract! Bubba from thinking she was eating to just playing with cool shit as Daddy shoves food down her throat. For a couple of weeks we let her play with a 40 foot measuring tape. OMG she thought that was the coolest thing EVER. Then there was the bread ties. Milk rings. What is she a CAT or something? A handful of q-tips. Odds and ends from all over the house. Toys. Markers and pens. Anything and everything that would make her play. I mean distract her. I mean eat!
So obviously this became the norm. And you just. dont. mess. with the norm. So... to this day Bubba has to be eating while playing when in her highchair. The latest round of cool shit to distract! with is playdoh. And we are seriously loving the playdoh right now.
For the last couple days Mr. Bubba had the playdoh all dolled up like a snowman. Then I got the brilliant idea to make a squirrel. WTF. A squirrel Ryan? Why not something like a snowman that resembles 3 CIRCLES. No, I choose a squirrel.
Well, he didnt turn out too bad and Mr. Bubba made a little doggy to go with. And a little doggy bed. With a little doggy pillow. How f'ing cute is that?
I present to you Mr. Squirrel.
And little doggy.
With a little doggy bed.
Little doggy pillow included FREE!
 I think she likes the little doggy best. She was shhhh-ing him to sleep.In his little doggy bed. With his little doggy pillow. Mr. Bubba should make a little doggy blanket too.  Yeah DOGGY! Yeah SQUIRREL!  In the middle of playing, she looks at me... Grabs squirrels little nipple...And says SQUIRREL? Momma BOOBIES!? I just couldnt live without you Bubba. Labels: Mr. Bubba, My little Bubba
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One more reason I know I have found the Perfect Man for me.
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Friday, January 19, 2007
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ME: Hey honey, we still on for tonight.
HUSBAND: Well you know its---
ME: Yeah, its fine.
HUSBAND: When do---
ME: 6 o'clock.
HUSBAND: How do---
ME: We'll take---
HUSBAND: Ok.
ME: Then jump---
HUSBAND: Yeah.
ME: Then we'll hit---
HUSBAND: Good.
ME: So we can go---
HUSBAND: Then we'll---
ME: Yeah. And just take---
HUSBAND: That's what I was thinking.
ME: Ok. See you around 5.
HUSBAND: Love you.
ME: Love you too.
And what did all that mean? Well, when I called my husband to ask him if we were still going shopping and errand running this evening, he was wondering if we SHOULD go because it was snowing. But I thought the roads were fine. If I am home by 5pm... I want to be on the road by 6pm.
Then we mapped out our route. We had to hit Target, Tobacco Outlet and Wal-Mart. Thus, we'll take the interstate to Target, then jump over on Grand Ave to hit Tobacco Outlet, so we can go to Wal-Mart down the road. Afterwards we'll get McDonalds, right there and just take the interstate home.
That was easy huh?Labels: Mr. Bubba
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I HEART SEVENTEEN!
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Sunday, September 17, 2006
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 Today is my husband and I's one year anniversary. Time goes so fast! As I sit here and type, drink my coffee and half listen to the news, I am grateful that I am not running around like a headless chicken... As I was last year at this time.
So if anyone wondered why I HEART seventeen... now you know, it's the day I married my soulmate. It's also Mr. Bubba's favorite number becasue it is like the most random uncommon common number to pop up in literature. Or something like that... So it was June 17 or Sept 17 last year and well June 17 was too close! LOL
Mr. Bubba and I met while working for Dell Computers in Texas back in late 2002 and were on the same sales team together. He and I were seperatly going through hard times in our lives and after a couple months, realized that we looked to each other for advice, to be cheered up, going to lunch, taking a break together, or saving seats for the other. As winter hit we would cuddle up next to each other outside. Before we knew it we had incorporated ourselves into each others lives completely.
And then one day it happened. He asked for a ride home from work and as usual I let him drive my car. (And I NEVER let anyone drive my baby!) When we got to his house I dropped him off and sat in that parking lot for a good 20 minutes. I wanted to kiss him. And today was the day.
Boy, did I ever feel like a 6th grader playing spin the bottle. I was a nervous wreck! But, I got out of the car, walked to his apartment, knocked on the door, and was prepared to ATTACK! However, his roomate answered and when Mr. Bubba came to the door and asked me "What's up?" with his roomie standing there I was like, "uhmmm nevermind... I uh, well... can you step outside?"
"Whatcha need? Why don't you come inside."
NO! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!! "Can you step outside for a sec?"
So here he is. and here I am. and all I want to do is RUN! But after a little chatter I did it. I just kissed him. That was January 28, 2003. It was the best decision I ever made.
Mr. Bubba and I have been traveling down a crazy road for the last 3 1/2 years but every second of it has been worth it. I wouldn't change a. single. thing.
**UPDATE**
To my husband and I's surprise my parents took Bubba for a couple hours and we got to go on a date. AMAZING! Not so much the date part but the fact that my parents took Bubba for a couple hours. Are you hearing me. My parents took Bubba. It's about time. They had a great time. And that's the way it should be. :)Labels: Mr. Bubba
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