stupid green beens

Being thrust back into to the world of diapers (after almost TEN years) was really no big deal. Just some minor re-acclimation.

Blowouts, however are a different story.

Tyler's most recent was of nuclear proportions. Every article of clothing went directly into the washer. Poo spreading faster than I could clean it up (silly baby and his flail-y grabby hands). Baby had to have a wipe bath before he could even have a real bath. The changing table was just a hair away from needing a firebombing. It was THAT BAD.

I heart lawyers

....or perhaps just mine.

Went to court yesterday with my ex husband. Child support is being recalculated. Butthead is trying to engineer numbers and figures to benefit himself by under-reporting his income, and overinflating his visitation.

I could care less what the he pays me, I just want the figure to be RIGHT. Our legal strategy was to put the proceedings off until the new year as the only legal proof of my income is a W2. We were successful. My ex-husband is not pleasant when the universe fails to exist on his terms and timetable.

He tends to spin out a bit when things don't go his way, and this time I had the distinct pleasure of having someone else deal with that for me. I have to say, it felt good.

Now I just have to find a stand-in to deal with my tween's attitude problem, and I think I'm set. Any takers?

Irony is.....

....my former in laws prefering my current husband's presence over my ex's.
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5 mos

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wyoming

Another week, another business trip. I knew it was coming, but I still feel unprepared.

I rescheduled Marc's bday party because of the last one, and now this trip is wreaking havoc on the planning. Mostly the house prep. I have a hard enough time keeping up with the baby when Hubby is gone. And to pile everything else on top of that? No wonder I have such a hard time keeping my head above water.

The Players

Hubby - definition not required.

Marc - Eldest child from previous marriage. Recently turned 12.

Ty - The most recent addition to the family. About to turn 5 mos. old.

CuChi - Our ShihTzu. Now former baby of the family.

Sami - Our Lab Mix. Very CoDependent. Afraid of all men. The Husband has become an exception to the rule.

Chynna - Our Chinese Crested (hairless, sort of). Apparently the world exists without her permission.

Butthead - Exhusband. Defies definition. You'll just have to read it to beleive it.

Me - Grew up in a less than stellar childhood, thought to escape that environment through marriage. 'From the frying pan to the fire' is an all too apt description of that choice. After Marc was born, gradually began to stand up for myself and realized that raising my son in such an environment was NOT doing him any favors. As such, I struck out on my own ten years ago, focused on raising my son, and healing myself. I've come a long way baby.

daddy's away

And mommy doesn't get to play. Work falls by the wayside as well. Nothing gets done. All baby, all the time. No backup.

Bonus: Mommy gets to fall back on the ever useful 'nap when baby naps'.

Business trips are no friend of mine.