THE "TRYING" THREE'S....

 Can they see me?

My mom once, twice, okay a bajillion times said to me growing up, "You are spoiled rotten and one day you will have a child just like you!"  Yeah.  Little did I know she meant it!

Then, when I met my husband, he too figured out real quick just what a "little brat" I was am!  And, he vowed to the heavens that he was "NOT going to continue to entertain it or spoil me!"  He was going to undo what my parents did.  Yeah.  Okay. 

Who, me?  What are you talking about how spoiled and bratty I am?  Do you see a pony in my backyard?  Exactly.

Little did I know, until becoming a mom myself, just how exhausted my parents must have been trying to keep up with Judy, her wants, and her little antics.  Because, my beautiful little baby girl, who never gave me any problems in the past, has become "THAT CHILD." You know what I'm talking about.  Every mom's nightmare!

The infant years, a breeze.  At 1 year old, skipped right on through it singing zippity doo dah day.  Two year old, WOW we got the BEST little girl, no "terrible twos."  And then, she hit THREE!

You can't prove I ate it!

 Yes, I've been playing with the electrical sockets!

Chalk Sniper!

 I found dad's camera, and if I just press this button right here!

Would you like a little powdered sugar on your French toast?  Yes, please.

TRIX are NOT for kids...

 

My Aunt Pam got me an "ishie" (fishie), but....

I got BUSTED trying to take "ishie" out of the bowl!

My mugshot 2013!

Escaped from the "Time Out" chair...do you think they will notice it's not me?

You can bribe me all day and all night, but I am NOT going to cooperate!

PHONE THIEF!

And this was actually a good day....

Okay.  I know what you are all thinking.  Where are you at mom and dad when she does all this?  For all those that said that, you obviously do not have children!  Take a seat.  Have a beverage.  Listen up...

These little people are like a jackrabbit, they are spry and energetic, they move like the wind.  They prey on our weaknesses, mostly that we cannot move nearly as fast as they can or hear quite as good as they do.  Most days I feel like Wile E. Coyote chasing that damn roadrunner, "meep meep!"  So, unless you have walked a mile in my shoes with a 3 year old, don't judge me.  Do not underestimate the powers of a 3 year old.  They will win.  They will take you down.  They will make you second guess yourself.  They will triumph in the end.  So don't fight it, and don't even bother going to the doctor for it.  There is no vaccine.  I have asked.  Twice.  I've discovered I am raising a spoiled little child, just like me, and there's just no way around it now!  I guess I will suck it up and shut up.  I'll give her this one, for now!

But, just remember...

One day, she too will have children!

BALLERINA GIRL....

  

What, Pre-K already? She was just born yesterday, right??

Recently, Oprah did an interview with Drew Barrymore (actress and new mom): 

Oprah:  "What is it like being a mom?"

Drew:  "It's like the worst crush of your life!"

Due to circumstances beyond anyone's control, Desi Doo's doctor has decided it is time for her to start Pre-K.  What???? Instantly, I heard someone screaming extremely loudly in the doctor's office, and then I realized, it was ME!  Did he say "school?"  I'm not prepared.  I'm not ready.  I'm not sure about this.  I'm sure she isn't ready.   

After the loud screaming stopped, I managed to compose myself like the lady I was brought up to be.  Then I realized, it was ALL about me!  Not about what is best for Desi.  It was my "selfish" voice doing all the talking, and mighty fast talking I might add.

I mean yesterday she had a bottle and a pacifier; okay, it wasn't yesterday, but it sure feels like it when you are watching your child grow up so fast.  I wasn't ready.  Nobody prepared me for this.  I just thought she could sit behind me in her swing forever while I worked.  I mean, if it's not broke, don't fix it.  Right?  Who gave these "little people" permission to grow up and be independent?  I sure as hell didn't.

This must be how my mom felt when she sent me off to Kiddies Kingdom for the first time 44 years ago.  And now, 44 years later, I am sending my own daughter to Kiddies Kingdom.  How did this happen?  Yesterday, my mom was rocking me in her arms.  No wait, that was me rocking Desi in my arms.  No wait, that wasn't even yesterday....

Time flies so quickly.  I've learned more about "love" in the last 3 years than I ever knew.  I mean, I love my husband, but there is something so different about the love of your child....

 
princess pictures

I guess she is ready.  It's mommy and daddy who isn't really ready! 

 

Here's To A Brighter Year in 2013!

 I'm just gonna say it, 2012 sucked!  Well, at least at the Camel Mansion it did.  It seemed like month after month it was one thing or another around here, and no, not like winning the lottery or anything super fantastic.  It seemed like this "big black cloud" was just dangling over our house all year. 

 (see what I mean)??

 All we can do is pray, pray, and pray some more than 2013 is a much better and brighter year.  

I know I am still blessed more than some, and I should be so thankful when I think about the horrible tragedies of 2012 such as the Sandy Hook murders, Hurricaine Sandy and those hit so hard on the east coast, the unimaginable deaths of friends and loved ones close to MY heart, and so much more.  

I have the love of my family, therefore I feel I should not complain.  On the other hand, love doesn't pay the bills :/

Today, we have decided, as it is a New Year, that we MUST make it better for 2013.  For 7 months, my husband was out of work and that took a HUGE toll on everything in our household.  He was doing side jobs, but that just doesn't cut it when you have bigger responsbilities than those jobs can pay.  He has now found a job that he really enjoys (ASU), yet the hours that he is gone is not so fun for me, him, or Destini. 

During which, at this time, I myself have been putting in grueling hours at my job to help get us caught up. 

Destini's medical issues, in the process of being worked up for autism (not to mention she is already an epileptic), is the BIGGEST stress of it all.  Yes, even over the finances!  She needs so much of our time and attention, yet it's at a time where both Mr. Camel and I need to work, work, work to stay afloat for her.  So now, the mommy and daddy guilt begins....

  
The start of things for 2013 are already looking much brighter than the start of 2012, so we will continue to work hard for HER and continue to thank our Lord and Savior that I have more fortunes in my life than I know, or at least so many things that I should give blessings for that I forget how lucky I am to have.

So, with that said, may we ALL have a Happy and Healthy New Year!

  
 SIDEBAR:   
 I didn't forget to do a Christmas Blog, I just plain got too busy, and after that, just plain lazy. 

 



 

Our Desi Doo (2012)

 

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