So didn’t wind up making the lasagna tonight, but went to the store and got all the ingredients.

Oh happy day tomorrow. :)

Mine are 9, 6, 4 and 2. the girl is 6.

how old are your kids? Mine are 18, 9, 7, 4

*stomach growls
Now that was just plain mean

Awesome job nursing your kids so long. I wish I’d done that, most of my kids got 6-7 months. And the last one prolly got the whole 6 weeks thing too. I could not produce enough milk for him for some reason. The doctor said it was stress and I was like, hhhhhmmmm, I don’t think I hate life anymore than normal, so I’m just gonna not have to agree with you.

I’m curious to see how my chest will look after I lose my weight. I’m thinking they might look like rocks in socks.

My other three daughters I was older and the first was on the boob for a 9 months till i got pregnant with her sister who was on the boob for 2 years and then the last daughter three years later got 2 years. I tell people I was either pregnant or lactating for about 5 years.

I am DONE however and my boobs belong to me again, though they are not as glorious as they once were… but i never seem to get any complaints and I am not the vanity surgery type of gal.

btw i am making lasagna

mmmmm

Of course, I often wonder whether I shouldn’t hire myself out to do that for some clearly clueless folks I come across pretty frequently. I don’t even consider myself that great of a mother, but I did everything times three all at the same time, so I do tend to pat myself on the back fairly often for remaining sane without the aid of psychotropic drugs.

It has been almost ten years since I left the workforce, not counting the year and a half I “half-ass” worked part-time for my sister down the street. As much as Dr. Laura gets on my nerves, I agree with her on one thing – I am my kids’ mom. That’s my first job. It may not be my FAVORITE job everyday, but it is my job that I chose and worked, prayed and payed good money for for several stressful years. My boys are growing into interesting little people now and I have gotten to see it all. The only time I hired help was a part-time nanny (who usually was there just to assist me) when they were infants until they were 18 months, just so I could get out of the house once in a while while the sun was actually up. You see, with three infants, it is practically impossible to leave the house and accomplish anything solo. You either have to bring someone with you or leave the babies at home with someone else. Other than the two-day-a-week nanny, we’ve had a paid babysitter fewer than 10 times in 9 1/2 years. My father just pops over when I need someone to watch my boys. That’s the way we want it and I know it’s not possible for everyone, but it was always important to us to raise our own kids. I don’t see that changing anytime soon. I don’t have my kids overscheduled and we are still on the move more afternoons than not. Who would do that if I worked?

Could I make the loads of money I made pre-family? Not even close. You see, I let my career disappear. I had a career that requires a license. One that I would have to completely re-learn and re-earn because I’ve probably forgotten more than I ever knew at this point – plus all the laws and such keep changing. At this point I just don’t have the interest or gumption to do all that. Aside from laundry, I like staying home. I don’t have a husband (unlike SOME unbelievably lucky bitch) that treats me like a goddess by doing all the laundry. Other ways, maybe, but not by folding my clothes.

I don’t even know what I’m typing anymore – it was a full day here: opening day of baseball, boys singing in choir at Mass and dinner out with my sister, bil and dad. Typical Saturday here in the House of Waldo. I just had to comment because this is also a pet peeve of mine. We’re lucky that the majority of the people in our neighborhood that my kids associate with are also stay-at-home mom families. There is a neighborhood that feeds into our school that is 180 degrees different and it is so apparent in the kids. Sad. The other school in the “hipper” end of our subdivision has a lot more of the type of people referenced in the article. Weird folk, those.

Rambling and sleepy so I’ll stop wasting your bandwidth.

I shall now insult you again in the flamey thread at AoS.