Thank You Ladies!!!

Two nights, 6 hours a piece! That means that I had six whole hours of bubbery-free time to myself. Granted I was sleeping most of those hours, and loving every minute of it, but it's nice to **think** we **might** be starting to sleep longer at night! YAY!!! I'm not letting my hopes get insanely high but they are starting to creep up.

I'm afraid that yesterday might have been too much for them. My mother watched them at her house since she was going to have them for my entire shift. Apparently they fussed just about all day. Fuss, feed, nap, fuss, feed, nap. Sometimes the naps were just cat naps for 20 minutes but mom handled it just fine. She's moderately obsessed with my girls-who wouldn't be. She even had time to prepare and serve food to The Devil after her grueling 6 hour shift of cashiering. Apparently the Devil loves babies, till they start acting like babies. She's not a fan of crying, fussing, or general hubbubbery. I was fairly appauled to show up and find my babies in their car seats in front of the T.V.! Babies do not need to watch T.V. let along watch crime dramas! I've twice asked that she not put them in front of the T.V. which is much easier to control in my house. I feel somewhat stuck because I need them to watch the girls and re assure myself that a few hours isn't going to turn their brains to mush. I guess I'll have to see how Dad is with them since Mom won't be watching them anymore when she starts her new job. I have a feeling that he will actually play with them. I noticed that he turns the sound way down. They always have a T.V. playing in that house for background noise. That explains why in a family of 3 there are 6-7 televisions!

Take a look at those bad boys! Mine grow like crazy compliments of the vitamins but what is the reason behind these? They were long! And as always were so much fun to cut! That is one thing that I will like about the girls getting bigger, I won't worry about cutting their fingers off so much!

I think we're headed to the grocery store, we have a house full of food but nothing to eat! Time for cookies, cakes and all things bad!

I guess they are starting to look alike, I think it just might be the pictures. Claire's eyes are usually open wider.

So I came on to post about my failed attempt to get the girls on a schedule, talk about my baby blues and post the pics from our bath. However we're going to go of topic for a moment...

I sit online most of the day, well not glued to the box but it's on and I chat with my cousin while I take care of the girls and the house. I don't think I could survive without the laptop! So today we're chatting and there has been an on-going saga at her work with one of her co-workers. She was sick, and sicker and finally left to go to the ER to find out she was pregnant. Where most people would be delighted with such news she was just tired of being sick. Understandable, no one likes being sick. Well this morning at work she is sick, and not taking her zofran because it makes her sleepy. So she exclaims that if this sickness doesn't disappear she's "going to the clinic" which in fertile land is definitely not the RE! This disgusted me! So much so that I suggested my cousin push her down a flight of stairs and break her neck. Some people (**Ahem-all of us**) struggle for YEARS and pay mega dollars to get prego and it accidentally happens to you because you're too lazy to prevent it and now that it has happened you're indifferent and willing to just get rid of it because you don't want to be sick! WHAT THE FUCK! It's not like this is a new experience because apparently she has a child already. So of course I picked up my girls and told them countless times they are the best babies in the world and I love them to death. Some people, some people! How can you be so selfish!

Stepping down.

So back to the regularly schedule program. The pictures are from our bath this morning. Emma is on the right and Claire on the left. Claire's hands are always open and moving around. Sometimes she's clasping them together or fidgeting with her fingers, it's too cute! This time she didn't bring her own "water" to the party thankfully, she started getting into the habit and I hate pee in the water! Miss Emma actually liked her bath and was all smiles. I love that they both smile now! We are starting to get coos and squeals! How exciting!

You would think that this would be enough to keep my spirits up but I feel myself being very down lately. I wouldn't call it post partum, but I'm definitely down. I sleep all morning, only getting up to get the babies and bring them back to bed with me. Sometimes when I'm really down and they are fussing I just stare at them. Then when I'm better I feel horrible about not tending to them and that takes me back down. Sometimes I just feel overwhelmed but there are those other times where it's as if I'm paralyzed emotionally. I just look at them and don't understand why they are crying or why they are here. I wake up every morning amazed that they are still here and it's not a dream. I keep thinking about this quote from some packet the hospital sent home with us- "With twins the highs are so high and the lows are so low" - so is the normal? Am I blowing it out of proportion? I'm not "off-the-deep-end-having-thoughts-about-harming-the-babies" sad, I just feel very disconnected sometimes. I'm not a fan to say the least!

As for their schedule, I think I've trashed that idea. It's been shelved. I think it's safer to work on a loose schedule first and focus on keeping them up in the early evening so they'll sleep! I think I kept them up too much during the day. So they are running the show for the most part today. I am going to try to keep a diary of what they're doing to find out their rythms. Maybe we'll try a schedule in a few weeks. No need to rush them, my house work can wait!

P.S.

Lisa from Philips Quads-I've missed you! I've been dying to know how everything when and how the kiddies are!

I have feelings

I'm not the stoic devil my coworkers claim. I think I realized that myself this week. I'm not sure why but this past week was filled with a lot of firsts. Not all entirely good either.

We went away for the first time with the girls and it was a major success! We came home with as many babies as we left with and a boat load of new spring clothes! However this trip also brought the realization that life is now different and there is no R&R for mommies. I really thought for some strange reason, that DH would be up helping me or even possibly take over for a night! HA! He was zonked from driving and the weather-because only we go to the beach during a noreaster!

So that left me pretty upset over the weekend but I tried not to let it show. I don't know what I was thinking.

The girls were pretty fussy and we came home to a bout of thrush. A week later and it's still not completely gone. I feel like a GREAT MOM! I have meds but I only remember to give them to them half the time. I didn't even give Claire the meds because the Dr said it was a mild case and it would clear up on its own. Well it hasn't and now it's spread to her bottom!

I could go on for hours. There is so much for me to catch up on. But starting last week the girls are up and awake for longer periods of time and I think it's time for another reading of Polar Bear, Polar Bear!

Sometimes..

..I get overwhelmed.

Babycenter

I registered at babycenter and I get these little emails with updates and tips about babies. Well today it had sample schedules for 3 month olds. So I browsed. Now I feel like a horrible mother who doesn't do enough with her kids! Granted these schedules were for singletons and said nothing about pumping so I'm trying to not be too hard on myself.

So I ask you all....

What is your typical day like?

I Can't Wake Them

The girls last ate at 8:30 and here it is 1:45. I should really wake them to eat so I can go to bed but I would rather listen to them breath. Never have I heard a sweeter sound!

Tomorrow we leave and I can't wait. I think I have everything listed that needs to be taken care of. I stayed up till 1 doing so and would have stayed up longer but my other set of girls were rather...ah hem...FULL! I'm am totally terrified that this will go poorly. This morning mother all but assured me it would. "You know it's suppose to rain all weekend with highs in the 50's" she says in her condescending motherly tone. Have bunting and bjorn-will travel!

However mother redeemed herself swiftly. This morning at 9 a.m. I received text asking my color preference for bumbos! We only got one, in yellow, and it's actually a bebe because she felt it was safer. All I could think was the strap holds them in the seat, it doesn't stop it from tipping...but hey I'm not complaining! Since Thursday are usually her day with the girls I invited her out with us. She's been down since finding out she'll be laid off and I knew this would brighten her day a bit. Luckily for us there is an Old.Navy next to the craft store. I asked if she minded if I popped in. I started out with a few things for the girls then started winnowing my selections. She picked up everything I put back and bought double what I did! The girls practically have a 6-12 month wardrobe now! Gotta love the clearance racks! I hope to make some shoes before we leave tomorrow but DH is thinking about leaving early so maybe not. At this point we are so close to be down at the shore I'm willing to let everything go!

Wish us luck this weekend!

How Long? Help!

A question to all the blogosphere mamas....

How long do you try a formula before you decide it's not working out?

We switched from the preemie to regular lipil two day ago and ever since feeds have been decreasing. We're down to 1 and 2 oz. from our regular 4 and 5 oz. feedings. This also means we're eating every 2-3 hours again which is driving me crazy!!! I should also mention that the girls get very little formula so I don't understand why it's have such an impact. Maybe it's something else? They only get 2 oz. in a bottle, the rest is BM. If they don't finish a feed it's fridged till net time and topped off with more BM. I love this extra milk we have but I'd much rather them eat! Thoughts? Suggestions? I don't know whether to stick with this formula or go to straight BM till we get it sorted out? HELP!!

SLOW Cooker and Emma

My slow cooker is just that S-L-O-W! And no I didn't cook Emma! I think I'll give it a break though, it was by grandmothers! It's a cute old thing with flowers on the sides. If I had to guess I'd say it was from the 60's?? It has a white glass insert that fits into the metal shell that heats up and a glass lid. I only checked on my roast a handful of times and thought by 6 p.m. it'd be ready. That would have been 6 hours of high heat cooking for a 3 lb. roast. No dice. It took another 2 hours. Then I left the glass insert full of roast and veggies out on the counter to cool because I thought for sure it's shatter if I took it straight to the fridge! After I saw it wasn't ready, we made it a BK night. The upside is dinner is already made for tomorrow which means I can spend the day shopping with my mother doing laundry and cleaning the house so we can leave for vacation.

Tonight I sent this picture to my father.

He couldn't figure out that they were propped up with pillows in a chair. Which led me into "Claire really likes to sit up and needs a bum.bo." The ever doting poppy followed up with inquiries on what it was and where to find one. Soooo....I am hoping I just scored us a bum.bo! There is a very tiny part of me that feels guilty, but not really. I'm not asking for a new computer, or tires of my car, or anything like that like a certain sibling of mine does!!

Now on to Emma. All day she has been fussy and was taking only an ounce or so at a time, every two hours. I wasn't happy she wasn't eating, and I wasn't thrilled to have my scheduled disturbed. I refuse to let them run the show(ha!) while I still have to hold bottles! So DH is really good at getting her to eat, she is such a Daddy's Girl, and he tried to get the last bit of a bottle into her. Then the roar came. Our explosive little girl hit again! Projectile spit up, milk all over DH and my freshly made bed! She couldn't have done this a hour before hand! I'm hoping it's the change in formula and she just needs time to adjust. Claire has shown no problems. They only get a little formula in their bottles. I don't pump enough to fill them up. Maybe I'll just do BM.

Well I must run. The dog just threw-up, on the covers on DH. I caught most of it with a towel that we used to clean up Emma's throw up! This comforter is toast! I'll pick up a new one tomorrow! DH just rolled over to go back to sleep! This man can sleep through anything!!!

Longest Diaper Change EVER

For Claire that is. After her morning feed I went in with the intent for a quick change. Diaper off-cue the pee. Lovely. So That diaper is now wet and I use it to mop up the remains. She peed up onto herself and it dripped down onto her sleeper so a change of clothes were in order. I reach over and get new clothes, pop my head out the door and yell down to Emma that we'll be right back. Not that she really cares but it's nice to talk to someone during the day! By the time I get back to dear Claire she has spit up on the clean clothes sitting next to her! GREAT! So I reach over for another set of clothes and come back to ANOTHER FOUNTAIN OF PEE! So with new clothes in hand I grab a new diaper and cover, throw Claire over my shoulder and trudge over to the crib to clean her and put a diaper on as fast as I can. Then I proceed to start dressing her and CATCH her spitting up. I rolled her over to save her clothes but get the crib sheets dirty in the process. Changing one diaper just made a load of laundry!

Hopefully this isn't a sign of my day to come. I need to get this house together before we leave for the shore. So much laundry to be done, and I have to make sure I wash the new clothes the girls got from one of DH's co-workers. I think they'll wear them one of the days in hopes to get that family picture I've been wanting. Of course ACMOORE is having a killer sale and all I want to do is shop today! Especially since the techno coming from next door is aggravating me to no end. It's bad enough I have to hear you bitching about money till 2 a.m. - they are the most unhappy couple ever. The fight over ever dime and now with him being unemployed their arguments are escalating. But shouldn't he be catching up on sleep at 9 a.m. and not blasting this techno crap?

After our mini vacation I fully intend to make regular use of the wii Fit. I really need to. This flub is not working for me and I think it's been long enough now that my dream of it all melting away on it's own isn't going to come true. I just hope the girls will cooperate because I'd really like to do it in the morning so we can spend time together as a family when DH is home. I've set my goal not at a weight limit because those numbers really don't matter, but at a giggle level. I've never in my life been able to grab a chunk of skin from my belly and I'd like to get back to that. I will settle for something smooth and moderately toned. Or anything that doesn't scream I just had babies! I'd like to fit into 5/6 instead of the 7/8 being loose. I just hope I don't get to sore. I was doing some lifting at work and I could feel the burn and my lower tummy around my scar was sore for a day or two. Fingers cross!!

Ok, time to finally start my day. Sitting in this bed with sleeping dogs and sleeping babies is just putting me back to sleep! Off to start the laundry and my pot roast!!

We're Going

I'm excited, maybe a little crazy too! Who takes 3 month olds on weekend getaways? ME!

I have so many plans and today I worked on letting some of them go. I need to be realistic, they babies and their comfort/needs come first which will obviously interfere with my shopping schedule. That being said, I analyzed (and over analyzed) my shopping lists. I had planned on stocking up on some x-mas presents for the ladies who will be 5 months then but now wonder what I should really buy them. How much will they really need or play with? And how much will they receive from family and will it be wrong of me to limit or regular the girls gifts? I'm not a total tree-hugger but when it comes to my daughters I'm becoming one. I'm finding myself against plastic, made-in-china, takes batteries, has instructions type toys. Simpler is always better. So I'm not sure what to get, what to ask for, or what to expect. Thoughts anyone??

Aside from shopping and good eats, I'm really hoping to get a family picture. We don't have one. 11 weeks, 6 days and 16.5 hours of their existence and not one family picture exists! I'm hoping for us on a bench or ideally out on the beach. As for now, its 1 a.m. and I'm turning in. The girls didn't seem to interested in eating so I may be in for an endless night, how fitting after my never ending day at work and tomorrow which will be more of the same! Why do I work?? Next Friday can't come fast enough!

Drizzle

It's been a long few days. Fall is here and I've felt my mood dropping. Seasonal effective-probably not but winter is always long and hard for me. I do love fall however. I wish the girls were a bit older and we could do the pumpkin farm thing. I often find myself torn over doing things with them. They are still so young and small, but they won't be forever. As much as I want them to grow, I want them to stay small more.

So what have I been doing with myself. Maintaining my laziness though creativity. Some times a mama needs to eat, even if it means making the kids work for it!

Necessity is the mother of all invention!

But why couldn't I just wait till they were done eating and fast asleep? What lead me to this? Miss Claire is bottle energy, I can only imagine what she will be like as a toddler! She also knows my every move. Anytime I am near food, she wails.

Example A:
Sometimes the spoon will make it to my lips before she lets out her first shriek! I swear she wants me to starve! Dear sweet Emma will settle herself down, if she is awake at all. Even if she is she is usually quietly taking the world in.

Other than my Claire enforced diet program, not much has been happening around here. Today we have a doctor's appointment for our last shot. I decided to break them up and still feel better about it, even if it doesn't matter. It is of course drizzling, it is always raining when I take the girls by myself. I swear they know when they are going too. They thwart all my attempts to move their feedings! I had them set up to feed at 3:30 a.m. and 7:30 a.m. so we could have time to get ready, head out and make our 9 a.m. appointment without the fussies. Well last night they choose to sleep, which I am NOT complaining about! 3:30 a.m and 7:30 a.m. have turned to- you guessed it!- 5 a.m. and 9 a.m.! So we will again be fuss pots at the doctors, then get shots and be even fussier! I'll feed them in the car and hopefully they'll eat without a fight. Emma has a tendency to not eat during the day when her Daddy is at work. She'll chug it down for him, me-not so much. We'll come back home where I'll hopefully be able to eat!! Throw some clothes in the wash and settle in for a nap after our lunches. I have always been one to value my sleep and I used to get a strong 8-11 hours a night so this new torture of 4.5 hours, which is more than I had in the beginning, still isn't cutting it!

I also have to call and make reservations. When I attempt to make them online with two children it says the rooms exceed maximum capacity. We need a king bed. We are headed home to the shore with the girls. This will be our first stay with them and I'm planning on it going well. All week my mind has been racing with plans and what-if scenarios. I want no surprises, just peace and relaxation! Next weekend can't come soon enough! My big planning issues are bottle washing, scheduling pump time, and the stroller. All self explanatory. I think I'm going to take a basin to wash the bottles in, and possibly my own towels to dry them on. (Note to self: pick up more bottles-thanks Kenton for eating one!) I really don't want to be running back to the hotel every 4 hours to pump, and I don't want to skip pumpings to have to make them up at night. I wish my production weren't so sensitive to change!!! The stroller is a god-send. I swore I wasn't going to get one, then we found out we were having twins. So I picked out a cool and practical stroller, and love it. However it does draw a lot of attention, or maybe it's just the girls (why are people so shocked to see twins? I could understand higher order multiples but twins, really?). It's also long and if it's crowded, and DH hates a crowd, it's a little tricky to maneuver around people. If we go into the outlets, which we will because everyone needs clothes and I think I'm going to start getting the girls some x-mas presents, the stroller will be nearly impossible to use in a store and I hate leaving DH there to rock them. So I scoured e.bay and got a 'new to us' baby.bjorn for DH and planned on taking my wrap. The carrier has extra long straps so it's pretty much solely for him and actually says for small people NOT to use it. However I used it, and loved it. SO I scoured again! Hopefully the second one comes before me leave and I have time to wash it! They are the greatest things ever. What is better is that I got both of them, with shipping for less than half the cost of a new one!! GO ME! So before I get off to find some ill fitting clothes to wear, because I can't allow myself to trek to the doctors in sweats, I'll leave you with my new favorite picture of the girls.

Kreative Blogger Award

Leigh from 1, 2, 3, blog gave me this Kreative Blogger award last week-I'm a bit of a slacker ;)


With this award, comes the rules:

1-Thank the person who nominated you for this award.

2-Copy the logo and place it on your blog.

3-Link to the person who nominated you for this award.

4-Name 7 things about yourself that people may not know.

5-Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.

6-Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.

7-Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they've been nominated.

So with the rules in place, here are 7 things you may not know about me:

1. I'm a breast feeding, cloth diapering mama who does it to save money, not the environment. The health benefits are just an added bonus! Boob juice and cotton bottoms for all!

2. We spoil our dogs. Orion has to sleep between DH's legs and Kenton has to be tucked in under the covers! This has taught me that even though something is cute when they're little it might not be when they're older-think ahead and plan accordingly! Hear that girls??

3. I secretly hope to get pregnant again, well not so secretly anymore. I would definitely love a house full of kids!

4. I'm disgusted by my belly now, but quite happy with everything else pregnancy has left behind! I don't think my flat washboard tummy is coming back ever, not that I've put forth any effort to make that happen.

5. I'm quite proud of myself for taking care of two babies alone. DH and I made it work in the beginning, no moms, aunts or passerby's came to our rescue-although there were a few times it would have been welcomed!

6. DH and I are moderately obsessed with slower Delaware and can't wait to move! Someone please, please, PLEASE

turn the housing market around!!

7. I often hope for disastrous events. When someone is tailgating or cuts me off in traffic I hope they hit me, I'd love a new car. I see storm damage to the house as a chance to remodel! Please let that tree fall on my house! These are changes I don't often initiate on my own, I like to think up great plans and never follow through with them. I of course hope that no one is injured, unless it is the jerk that can't drive and caused the accident in the first place. I hope you get air bag burns!

Now I'm tagging:

A Few Good Sperm

Hopeful Unicorn

Dancing with Gaia

Dear Little Ones

Inconceivable?!

Just Another Infertile Mother

Auntie Pat

...is coming down today! Out of my aunts ( who are pretty much their own version of the seven dwarfs) she is the eldest and the most thrifty. She's a mad crocheter and canner. Imagine if Macgyver were a homemaker! She offered to come watch the girls today and I'm a little excited about it. I'm not sure why either. She just has that experienced feel about her and I feel totally secure leaving the girls with her. I would choose her over my mother!

My cousin told me she was honored to be asked! I hope she still feels that way when she leaves today :) The girls can be quite a handful sometimes and Claire woke up super fussy! The girls did however sleep for 5 hours straight again which I LOVE LOVE LOVE! So with DH gone this fine Saturday morning I had ever intention to head up to the farmer's market with the girls. It is now however, 9:46 a.m. and I chose to sleep in and snuggle with my ladies. I hate having to work!

Back to your regularly scheduled program...

So DH texted me as we do a million times each day. Only this morning it read

"Daddo might be sick"

Never in a million year would I have thought I would be so worried over a little cold. He even apologized to me for getting sick, as if I thought he went out and rubbed himself all over a sick person or something! I'm not quite sure what a cold means for us. I'm not too worried. If he's a sneezing, blubbering fool I'll lock him in the basement He said right now it's a sore throat and runny nose which we can handle. He is sucking back fluids and tonight I'll probably go out and get him some vitamin C and OJ.

Am I afraid the girls will get sick, no. People get sick, it happens all the time. Am I worried about RSV-of course! I have 10 week old twins who were born 7 weeks early! I think my biggest fear is hospitalization which would be highly possible if we contracted RSV. Being that they are always together, I'd most likely have two sick and hospitalized babies. We checked with our Dr. early on and she said that we could count on at least one of them getting sick. They were ineligible for the RSV vaccine which is given to babies born after August (which we missed by 10 days) and earlier than 33 weeks( which is exactly when they were born). There is no consideration taken for twins and our Dr felt that they should have had it. :(

Oh well. Nothing I can do about that. Lots of hand washing going on here. I would love to install a dispenser of avagard on the front porch like they have hanging outside all the NICU rooms in the hospital! I'll save the decontamination suits and incinerators till winter-LOL.

How does everyone protect/plan on protecting their kids? DH is a teacher and no amount of hand washing is going to prevent him from bring home god only knows what from that cesspool of germy children! I'm sure I'm headed into a winter of one bug after another, I'd just really like to stay away from flus, virsus and anything that increases diaper output!

The Devil

So yes, my sister is the devil. Everyone can understand why you wouldn't want you leave your children anywhere near the devil. Growing up and even now people ensure me that in time she will change and we will be best friends. We've never gotten along-ever. I'm positive that it will stay that way and my heart isn't bleeding over it. I may be bitter and possibly holding a grudge, but in my mind it's well deserved! I know this has nothing to do about me or the girls, but I feel I should defend some comments from other posts by explaining her.

Dear Michelle, she has so many flaws. At four years my junior, she has the maturity of a fifth grader. She has always been very immature which now leads to irresponsibility as an adult. She threw outright, tears streaming down her face, I-hate-you-want-to-die tantrums till just a few years ago. Some might think she might be delayed or have medical issues-nope! I should point out that she is solely a product of my parents where as I was raised more by my grandparents. Seeing how spectacularly she turned out makes me more thankful to be the forgotten child.

I think I am so bitter towards her because time was made for her. My parents made concerted efforts to be involved with her life where as they had little time for me, even after my grandparents had both passed. My parents went on Michelle's school field trips, made it to her back to school nights and helped her with her homework. She even insisted that my father show up for American Education week when she was in high school. Of course it was only for attention. She knows very well how to play that game. She always insists that spot light be on her and she will go to great lengths to get it-for which I hate her all the more. She is very demanding which is one of her more distasteful qualities. I remember Christmas morning when we were ruffle 3 and 7. I was helping her open her skates. HELPING HER because she was 3 and couldn't possible get the little plastic zip ties off with the scissors. Now that I think about it why was I allowed to use the kitchen scissors at the age? Anyhow, I wasn't fast enough so she clawed me. She took her tiny little talons and ripped down my arm. I still have a very visible scar almost 20 years later! She was always very aggressive and on the attack. Kicking, biting, hitting and her mouth was atrocious. I think I could possibly kill one of my girls if they talked to me the way she talks to my mother.

Things of course got worse as she got older. Her most vicious and unsettling acts include chasing my friends and I from the house with a big kitchen knife and flushing a live hamster down the toilet. Just incase you're curious, hamsters don't fit down toilets. The fact that she got some thrill out of holding it under the water scares me. Can anyone say serial killer? She's insane. My mother swears it's a phase. It's been a phase since she was little. I'm so sick of it. She is spoiled beyond belief and flaunts it. She got a new car I bought myself a used one. I paid for my car, insurance and cell phone. She quit her job. By 17 I had moved out on my own and at 19 she just barely managed to pull it together and finally graduate! To which she was reward with a trip!

I remember mother wanted to hold my shower after the babies were born because she had so much to do with Michelle. She tried to steal the attention at my shower, pouting around. She took it personally that she wasn't allowed in NICU. Even after we found out she was I didn't tell mother. She wants to take the girls out by herself-NEVER! She approached me when they were about a month old and want to take them to her work and show them off-are you crazy?! All Michelle-All the time!

I didn't have half the childhood she had and now that my children are here I found out she is acting out again over the most stupid things. When mom comes over her phone rings constantly, the few times the girls have been at their house she is always up to something. It disgusts me that she is so selfish and lazy, rude and disrespectful, I just really hate her.