I Blame Dan...

This post is going to jump around again. You may as well get used to it. All my posts are my random thoughts for the day!!

Growing up I was just like my mom, a people pleaser. Never liking confrontation, wanted everyone to be happy, never wanted to make anyone mad at me. As I have gotten older I have become more and more like my dad, tell you like it is. Not take any ones crap, if you don't like me, too bad for you! This change started when I turned 30 and to make matters worse I was pregnant. Trust me you don't want to make a pregnant woman angry! This month I will be 33. I have found that the past three years, I care less and less what people think of me. If they make me mad, I am going to tell them about it. I do have to admit I am still like my mom in the way that it takes a lot to make me mad, but once I'm mad, I AM MAD!!! I am also finding that more things make me mad too.

None of that has to do with Noah, believe it or not. It's all to do with adults, acting like children. I know I'm probably guilty of it from time to time, but when are people going to realize they are adults and start acting like it? We are NOT in high school any more folks!!!

I don't get why I let such childish things bother me so bad sometimes. I waste so much energy and time and effort being angry and letting my blood boil. I guess I need to be more adult and let it roll off my shoulders. Easier said than done!!

I have to admit, we had a pregnancy scare. Well scare for Dan, not so much for me. I completely skipped my November cycle. Thought I was pregnant even though Dan had a vasectomy back in September. He has never gone to get the follow up counts. Part of that is because he was out of commission most of October and November. So it was a far fetched idea, but still a possibility. I am finding that I am a bit sad. I know, I know, I can't even handle the three I have, how could I want another? As I little girl I always wanted a big family four to six kids. I'm pretty sure I will never be a mother of four. I really need to come to grips with that. Some days I have, some I haven't. I am so thankful for the three I have. I thank God every day for each of them. Although some may say I am a mom of four. Some days they are right!!

Dan got home very late last night, so this morning when he woke up he went in to greet the babies. Only to find that Maxx had taken off his diaper and had poop everywhere. It was caked all over him. So, so nasty. So we did a divide and conquer. Dan took the bed and floor. I took Maxx. Josie has done the same thing several times. Noah NEVER did this. I told Dan it's because Maxx and Josie are his kids. I blame Dan!!