I have a ginormous son! And I am a whiner.

My son is a brute. I have no idea what he weighs exactly. Has to be well over 12 lbs. He is wearing 0-6 month Robeez that are almost to small for him and he is 8 weeks old yesterday. (Which seems so strange... I feel like he's been with me forever!) Ellie didn't wear this size Robeez until she was almost 6 months old. Holy cow. What a difference! Most of his clothes are now 6 months or larger. I realize using cloth diapers takes up a bit more room than disposables... but not that much more!

In other news: (some info here is going to be very personal... (clearing throat) mom and dad you might want to stop reading now!)

I am tired. This is hard with 2 kids. Greg and I argue about the stupidest shit. We misinterpret what seems like almost everything we say to each other. I think he's being sarcastic, he thinks I'm annoyed... I want help with things but don't think I should have to ask for it... cause you know ladies... they should just know what you want and be smart enough to just offer to help!! Right??! But boom, then starts the arguing. I'm just kinda tired of it. The last week has been better but the first 7 weeks we were home was NOT FUN. Which I'm sure (along with all the other hormonal events in the last few months) has led to me having no interest what so ever in "playing hockey" with my husband. (You got that, right?) I hope my hormones get back to normal soon and that changes... because I'm sure that isn't helping the situation either.

Ellie is an emotional monster. I'm sure Greg would say the same thing about me.

I hate when I have let down. It makes my boobs hurt so bad!

This is turning into a grumpy post which I didn't intend. I was going to do a post all about my HUGE kid. Oh well.

I get Marie Claire and US Weekly magazine. I used to read them in one day (the day they came in the mail)... now seriously I am weeks behind in my reading. This sucks.

I have had to learn so much patience and unselfishness in the last few weeks. This also sucks because some days I just want to be so selfish with my time, but can't.

My body is acting weird. I seriously start to sweat in my armpits when I pump. What is up with that? I can FEEL myself perspiring and it is a disgusting feeling. And it goes away the minute I am done.

The other weird thing that has happened since giving birth is that my hair is so oily. I've never really had a problem with greasy hair. I used to be able to shower on Friday for work, then on Saturday if we just bummed around the house or did work outside I wouldn't necessarily need to wash my hair again... it would be ok for the day. Now I can barely go 24 hours and my hair is dripping with grease. (ok, not really but you get my point)

My hubby had an interview yesterday back in his hometown. So yeah. We might be moving there if the job is offered to him. I am both nervous and excited about this. We shall see. This is probably adding to our stress level also... since he is OH SO HAPPY at his current place of employment.

I feel like I can never catch up on laundry. I must do at least 3-4 loads a day.

I wish I had the money to hire a nanny one or two days a week. I would love to go volunteer somewhere and have some ME time. (and catch up on my laundry :))

I think I am feeling overwhelmed and under appreciated. I feel terrible now knowing I probably made my mom feel this way at one time or another. Sorry mom.

Have I whined enough for you? Ok, I'll keep going.

I scrubbed my kitchen floor last week. I even took a hard scrub brush and scrubbed all the trim work and where the trim meets the floor and got it brand spankin clean. My floor has never been so clean and we've lived here for almost 5 years.

I have started cleaning a couple houses for cash. I really enjoy cleaning other people's houses but hate cleaning my own.

I wish I had more money. Life is challenging when you don't have enough.

We no longer get anywhere on time. (please take note of that real life family and friends.) I swear we don't do it on purpose!

We have a kitty we need to find a new home for. She is feisty, cuddly, moody, loving, playful and adorable. She just isn't getting the attention she needs from us and is acting up. I don't want to put up with it. I have enough to worry about right now. Honestly all she is doing is getting on our tables and kitchen counters and will lick or eat anything in site. It isn't a huge deal (at least she's not peeing) but it totally grosses me out. I am just tired of it. I know it is our fault. But if I don't have time for myself how can I have time for Callie? So if you know of someone who is looking for a cat and is a wonderful pet owner please leave me a message here or email me!

With all this negativity you'd think I was an unhappy person. But I really am not. I love my husband and my kids. I love being home with them. I just can't get enough of this new little man in my life. I have great friends and awesome family. I'm just getting through that post-baby funk I think. Maybe a move to a new town and starting over fresh will be just what I need. Will keep you all posted!

For your viewing pleasure! :)
This picture just melts my heart!
My (grumpy) cheerleader and my little milker (couldn't be more true!).
All the kiddos. A cheerleader, a cow, a car air freshner (hands down the best costume I've EVER seen for a baby, worn by little miss Sam who is 2 weeks younger than Cooper), a monkey, Woody and a ladybug. They were all so cute!
I am so in love with this smile!

Hope you all have/had a good weekend! It is going to be in the mid 60's and beautiful in southern MN today... we will for sure be getting outside! Enjoy!!