My Glamorous Life

Like seriously, it's a super fancy life I live these days. I don't like to leave the house. I'm going through one of those moods. I haven't been feeling too hot and dealing with the transition between super busy working mom with not enough hours in the day and being a stay at home momma to a two year old.

Having this puppy doesn't help much either. She's too little to leave in the back yard while we are gone and I feel bad putting her in her kennel for more than an hour or two. So that leaves me to stay at home.

Can I just tell you about how much poop and pee I'm dealing with in this house between Hunter potty training and a nine week old puppy?! I seriously am over it. If it's not puppy poop, or Hunter pee, than it's Hunter finding puppy poop before I do, picking it up and then trying to rub it off his hands onto his legs. Yes, true story, it's happened twice in the last two days. So yeah, I'm seriously up the my eyeballs in poop, really. Don't worry, I didn't take any pictures to share these precious moments with you all.

Oh yeah, wanna hear another funny-gross-sad story? Hunter was running around naked before bedtime the other night and playing with Lucy, the puppy. All of a sudden he is crying and running to me to be held. I asked him if Lucy bit him, he says "Yes, Lucy bite my penis!" And then proceeded to tell me that he needed mommy to kiss it. No, sir. Kids and puppies are quite the combo, let me tell ya!

Okay anyways, I don't like to write with out leaving you a picture, don't worry, some cute ones, not ones of poop or bitten toddler parts!

Newest Member of the Family!

So yeah, I have been totally MIA lately. I thought I would be blogging all the time after I became a SAHM, yeah, not so much. Life has been busy and things are changing by the minute over here at the Doyle house. Never a dull moment.

Meet Miss Lucy Goosey... the newest member of our family!!!






She is so darn cute and sweet during the day. But, don't let her looks fool you. I have told Jesse in the middle of the night the last three nights, that's she's the spawn of satan. Lucy seriously cries, whines, and screams 80% of the night. And then that leads to me and Jesse arguing who has to get up with her for the millionth time. It's gotta be quite a humorous situation if we weren't so sleep deprived. (And I admit, I don't like to take care of puppies in the middle of the night AT ALL! So that means Jesse ends up doing it most of the time.)

Everyone keeps telling us that it will get better after a week or so. I sure hope they are right, because I am not loving this right now.

Sometimes You Just Gotta Cry

I cried for the first five minutes of my drive home after work today, and I have to say, I feel better. Why did I cry?

Well, it doesn't help that I was just plain tired. But, Jesse is coming home at some point in the next week or so. What?! Why would I cry over that?! Of course I am thrilled by that! But... there is a date and a time for his arrival planned, so of course, I'm thinking about what it will be like when he comes home, what should we do, how amazing it will be.

And then the wave of emotion hits me. It makes me so homesick for having my husband back. For the last couple of months, I didn't allow myself to think about what it's like to have a complete family at home. I haven't allowed myself to miss having someone to come home to at the end of a rough day. You just put one foot in front of the other and go through the motions of living life with what is in front of you. But now I am remembering what having my other half in my daily life is like. To have someone someone to hug you when you walk through the door at night, someone to wake up to on a lazy weekend morning, to share the joys of parenthood with when Hunter does something funny or new, or snuggle up to while dozing off to sleep. It seems almost unbearable to make it another week.

So after staying nearly tear free for the last four months, I just needed a good cry a week before my husband comes home because it just feels like a week too far away.

I Might Lose a Family Member

Don't worry, just the dog. I probably shouldn't even be posting right now because I am so angry. Henry has been a little shit since Jesse left, well big shit if I'm speaking literally.

This morning, I could smell poop and dread washed over my body. Sure enough, in Hunter's playroom, right on the new Pottery Barn Kids rug... there was two HUGE piles of dog poop. This is the fourth time Henry has done this since Jesse left.

I have been keeping that door shut, but I must of forgotten last night. Sure enough, more poop. He doesn't poop in the house unless he can poop on that rug. He hasn't had an accident in the last two years... until now. I seriously feel like beating that dumb dog.

Time to take down his picture from the front page of this blog? Hmmmm, right now I am screaming YES!!!! but I know that I am just made from having to clean up 5 pounds of dog poop and I haven't even faced the reality that it might stain.

Jesse might be coming home to a dog free family. ;)

It's Been A Long Week!

I've been horrible about blogging lately. It just seems as though I have been too busy and worn out to write or take pictures. I have not used my camera in over a week! That is almost unheard of for me. Let me tell you about my interesting week...starting with Monday!

I worked all day and it was a very busy day because it was the first working day of the year, a big day in accounting land. After work, Hunter and I joined my parents at the Snoqualmie Casino's buffet for their sushi night. It was amazing, they have the freshest raw tuna, salmon, octopus, etc. They also have crab on Monday nights, too. Yum! And it's perfect for the Paleo diet that I have been pretty good about sticking to for the last few weeks. Perfect! Right? Well, they also have the best soft serve ice cream ever! So I cheated and had TWO servings of it. Whoops.

Well on my way home... I was talking to Colleen on the phone and I started to get horrible stomach pains. I tried to breathe through them and compared them to labor since they were getting more frequent and more painful. Of course Hunter had fallen sound asleep in his carseat. I had to stop in Maple Valley at the McDonalds, yank Hunter out of the car, and pretty much ran to the restroom. Let's just say it wasn't pretty.

I got back in the car and was feeling grand... until have 2 minutes later. I had to stop at the very next exit. The closest thing was a small gas station. I run in with Hunter and ask where the restroom is and the lady tells me they don't have a public restroom. I was desperate... so I pleaded with her to please let me use their restroom. She must have seen the anguish on my face because she agreed. It was just a small closet of a bathroom with a vacuum blocking the sink, but at that point I figured it was better than a paper bag in my car. LOL.

I finally made it home and continued to have a few more episodes, but that was fine, because I was in the comfort of my own home.