Spoiled Chai Tea Queen

Today I woke up with a big "I'm tired! I'm Sick of it! I'm DONE!" attitude! My two-year-old is waking up the middle of the night and wanting to get in mama's bed and cuddle and watch a movie - which is fine if it wasn't 1:30 am then again at 5:30 am. I think I'm going to have to cut him off from "mama's bed" in whole! (and by the way I don't know why it is just mine, obviously daddy is there too and that is who he actually likes cuddling with, not me.)

Then! my attitude carried on through my morning as I walked into the kitchen and saw all the dirty dishes from last night dinner piled up. I HATE it when I don't clean my kitchen at night or at least have a small mess to deal with instead of a huge dinner mess (we had Granny and Grandad over for dinner last night) I, of course went stomping through my dishes as my 5 (now 6 mo. old - we'll get to that) baby screamed his head off because he's spoiled and that is what he does.

As I glanced out my kitchen window, I was remembering back to when life was simple. Just Ben and Me (and Dapher). I would wake up when I felt like it (if I didn't have to get up for work) I was able to do my hair and makeup without any interruptions - at least 2 to 3 times a week I would stop off at Starbucks for a little caffeine pick-me-up & I bought a new piece of clothing if not every pay check but sometimes once or twice a week. Did what I want when I want!

Now, I'm lucky if I get to sleep till 7 (THAT'S EVERYDAY) I'm up during the night with one or the other, I NEVER do my hair or makeup unless I'm going to church. Fat chance on Starbucks now! Ha! on the clothes and here is an audience while you pee. Cheers!

After my pity party past life flashback - I took my 5 mo old into my room for a nap and Pauly was in the boys' room playing with blocks. William needed a little coaxing to get ready for his nap so I layed with him on the bed and helped him calm down (after his screaming fit).

As I layed there I got a flash of all my blessing (you know how God does that to you) BANG! "Hello! Sami Jo! You are not remembering all I've blessed you with!"

Two beautiful sons, a nice little home, food for every meal, a hard working husband that loves you and your sons - works his tail off and loves catering to your every need, a pretty well behaved dog and health. We have our health! We are never sick, my babies are never having to go to the doctor/hospital like some unfortunate parents have to deal with all the time!

I was realizing that I was going to be 29 in a couple weeks and I'm sure this is where this nervous twitchiness is stemming from and then I also realized, today my baby was 6 months old. MY BABY! AHHHH! Where did the time go? As we laid there, tears streamed down my face and felt so foolish for how ridiculous and immature I had been this morning.

Finally, little Mr. got down for his nap and I've made my way back into the kitchen, finished up putting dishes in the dishwasher and then I opened up a drawer to put away the saran wrap and there it was... a little box of Chai Tea that my husband had bought me because he knows how much I love Chai (especially Venti Iced Vanilla Chai Lattes *wink*wink)- and he knows that is something I've given up so we can afford diapers, and well... our life now. So he bought me some lovely Chai Tea, and some Vanilla Syrup and taught me how to finagle the concoction up myself.

So here I stand in my kitchen - blessed, stinky (because of course in all my fit throwing I haven't took a shower yet) SPOILED, and Happy :) and yes, Dear Lord - ready to try again at this "Monday" of a day.