FFFFinally FFFFeeling Better

I have always been sensitive to medications. I easily get loopy, hysterically laugh or cry, and have been known to say a few four letter words while taking Rx medications. So when my Doctor put me on Synthroid for my thyroid it was expected that I would experience some side effect. What was surprising is that for the first three days I stuttered uncontrollably. It is a rare side effect, so of course its the one I got. One might think that after all I write about my kids may or may not notice this. Well, they did. Sammy would look at me like I was an alien and Liam often got frustrated with me and would say " stop doing that!" Thankfully I could have a good sense of humor about it otherwise I might have gotten my feelings hurt. Its not like I haven't had to deal with more than one of their "quirks". For example, Sammy telling me he would like to tell me something and then saying repeatedly "I want to tell you that, I want to tell you that, I want to tell you that, I want to tell you that"..... and then I say "what is it!?" His response is "Mommy are you mad? Why do you sound mad?" But, I put a smile on and reassure him that I am not upset I just want him to get to the point. So when he gave me that look for not being able to quickly get my own thoughts out you can imagine how I felt.
Then, of course Liam who likes to talk about bodily functions on a regular basis, whether we are in public, private, or just saying goodnight he works the word gas into all of his sentences. But I frustrated him. Josh was the nicest of all other than my mother, unlike my older sisters who found it quite funny. Those where the longest three days but, I made it through and I am hoping to be on the road to recovery. I wouldn't want to put this bunch I live with through too much more. I can only dream of being shown the same consideration :)

A Name Change

As you may have noticed I changed the name of my blog. Since Liam is fully potty trained and diapers with over flowing poop is no longer an active part of my life I wanted to be rid of it completely.  So now when I am rushing through the grocery store sweating, pushing a full cart at least I smile not having to go into the baby section.
I hope all who read this blog will continue to enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. The stories will still be unbelievably true. Just because the name changed certainly doesn't mean the ones I write about have.

My Very Own Simon Cowell

We have had as usual a long bad battle with a cold. All four of us caught it and it didn't want to let go. Since Sammy seems to keep things the longest and as I have mentioned before is affected unlike any of us. A high fever means he will be super hyper, unable to sleep, and when he does he has nightmares. So when he came to bed and wanted to snuggle I was thrilled to have a break. Then he sweetly said " Mommy please sing me a song." Even though I wasn't feeling well myself I would do anything to comfort him at this time. I cleared my throat and half awake went into a rendition of "You are My Sunshine". After I was finished Sammy looked at me with those big blue eyes and said " Thank you mommy. Your singing was so bad it scared away all the bad dreams." He was as sincere as he could be and I believe he thought my intentions were to sing badly. I will admit he may not be the first person I have come across who hasn't enjoyed my singing voice, but its not like I was auditioning for America Idol. I was trying to comfort my sick child. If I had known judgement would come after I would have picked something more in my range. So I will keep my day job of mothering and have a little more sympathy for the contestants who have their dreams shattered.