Sad to say

I guess I have to face the fact that my blogging days seem to be coming to an end. Between Facebook and the new job hours, I just can't seem to come up with anything to write anymore that isn't totally redundant and boring. For now, anyway, my writing skills have gone to sleep and are showing no signs of waking up. They've been lacking for some time now, if I'm going to be honest with myself.

I didn't want to just disappear on the few people that still follow me without an explanation, so I will bid you all a farewell and a heartfelt "thank-you" for your support over the past couple of years.

I feel sad over my decision, in a way, and know damn well the minute I post this message something uproariously funny is going to happen for me to blog about...That's the way I roll.

A couple pics to leave you with....the first two is Kevin's first interaction with another little boy (adopted from South Korea and a few months younger than Kevin). Typical toddler play and I was happy to see him being able to play with someone close to his age...The last one is out by our little pond while he was standing among the ferns.

I'm lovin' it

Well, now that I've actually been able to work in the position for which I was hired for a few days, I'm really enjoying myself. Years ago, I was loving my job. I'm feeling it again and am very glad I moved into this position. I'm still trying to get a handle on everything I need to be doing and trying to figure out the best routine to do it in, but, so far, I'm having a blast. The day flies by (remember that I was used to working 16 hour shifts that were much, much quieter in comparison, so 8 busy hours goes by in a blink for me). People actually listen to what I have to say and appreciate it. I think that was the most frustrating thing about my previous position...not having the bigwigs get that they should take what I say seriously because I'm good at what I do. Dammit.

I know I'm still in a honeymoon period, but, unless I start getting stabbed in the back again, I think I made the right move.

Coming home and having Kevin smile at me and give me kisses and hugs is awesome. I do have to admit that there have been days I've come home after he hasn't had a nap, but is about ready to fall asleep on the couch and he is cranky. Those are the days that I have to give him a little time to wake back up because YO! MOMMY IS HOME! Once he does, though, the kisses and hugs and "Up?"s are endless.

All in all, I'm a pretty happy person these days...

The switcharoo

Sigh.

Well, the drama at work continues and I am stuck right smack in the middle of it all. Apparently the DON thinks I'm tough enough to handle it since I have a, and I quote, "strong personality". After being told I will have 2 floors, with one of them being the one they demoted the LPN from (who, BTW, quit), this weekend I found out that, hell no, I am now on the floor of another Unit Manager that wasn't even in this mix. She was moved to the 2 floors that I was told I'd be on. So now they've probably pissed her off and, once again, I look like the bad guy. "Coincidentally" *cough* today, on my first day in the new position, the floor nurse called off. I had to take the floor. I'm starting to think that it may have been his way of saying he isn't welcoming me. I'm off tomorrow. Can't wait for Wednesday. *rolling eyes*

I HAD to do it

About 2 weeks ago, like every other time in the past, I went to cut Kevin's hair. For some reason he went absolutely ape shit. Weeping and wailing, arms flying, head whipping. It was brutal. I was like, "WTF?!". I don't know why this is suddenly freaking him out, but DAMN. Anyway, I had already made some cuts and could not stop at that point. I was using scissors and was worried about hurting him, so I snipped fast and got out quick. In hindsight, it turned out so bad because of his flailing about that it really wouldn't have made that much of a difference in the outcome if I had stopped earlier. It turned out that bad. I let some time go by and cringed at how bad it was every time I had to take him out in public...which is often since he goes everywhere with me.

Today I took a clipper to it. At least I didn't have to worry about poking his damn eye out. He threw a fit again, but I really didn't care at this point. I love how short his hair is now....the top has that fuzzy feeling, but I don't like the way the front looks. His hairline grows around his face...KWIM? Because of this, the front looks all rounded and like a bowl cut. Not sure what to do about this....thinking of putting mousse or gel in it and trying it spiked up...

He's saying "cheese"....

Silence is not always golden, my friends.

Moms know this fact quite well. Usually, I'm pretty quick on the uptake when there is that deafening silence while the boy is awake. Today....not so much.

Witness my TV:

Can you see the coloring all over the screen? Yes, the boy still lives, but probably only because it came off with an electronic cleaner because his mama loves him more than any old TV.

Onto other news. I attended a viewing tonight of a co-worker. I have not been in work for 2 weeks so, while I was at the viewing, I was visited by several staff members just busting a gut to fill me in on the events happening there. Holy shit. Much has happened and not a bit of it sounds good. People got fired, somebody got demoted, somebody else is interviewing for a new job so they can leave....Here's the thing...When I applied for Unit Manager in order to go day shift, I applied because an opening for a specific floor opened up. I was told I was getting that floor. In the meantime another RN applied for a Unit Manager position, also. There wasn't another spot open. From what I gather, they decided to make a position open by demoting the Unit Manger of one of the other floors because she is an LPN and they want RNs in that position. Following me? They want RNs because an LPN cannot supervise without an RN in the building and the Unit Managers will have to work every 3rd weekend on 7-3 shift to supervise because I will no longer be on the double shifts on the weekends. The shit of it is that they decided that I wasn't getting the floor I applied for. I'm getting 2 floors and one of them is the floor that the demoted LPN works on!!! Great. Hands up in the air if anyone thinks that she isn't going to resent the hell out of me even though it is the other RN applying for the UM job that has caused this to happen.

Yeah. That's what I thought, too.

Fuck.

Oh, no you don't!

Kevin is hit or miss with naps for the past couple of months. If he's up early, sometimes I can get him to take one. If he's up late (say, after 8AM, which is rare these days), it's usually a no go. If I can't get him to nap by 1 or 1:30, I won't let him nap at all because he takes 3-4 hour naps. It would be so much easier if he just napped for an hour, or so. I don't want him up until 10PM...no way, no how.

So, today was one of those "I'm really tired, but I'm not going to nap Mama" kind of days. When he does this, I make an early dinner and Roni gives him his bath around 5PM. He's in bed by 6ish and sleeps through the night. I decided dinner would be KISS (keep it simple, stupid) and threw meatballs in a crock pot with some sauce (not a stitch of this was homemade, BTW) and we had meatball subs. Kevin finished his and went off into the living room to watch Cars. When I finished, I went looking for him and this is what I saw when I entered the LR....

I resigned myself to the only easy way to handle this crisis is to pick him up and bribe him with taking him outside. It worked and he had a blast at the local park. BTW, this was our first time to this park and I was truly impressed. It was waaaay nicer than the crappy, run down park I was taking him to.

He started off on the tame side of the park...

Then he moved over to the bigger kids side...

The first two pics show his favorite slide. He actually catches air time going over the hump in it.

They also had a rock climbing wall, a zip line, and some other climbing things, but he didn't go on those....yet.

Facebook has made me so lazy

My blogging has gone straight to hell. I blame Facebook. If you FB, I'm sure I need not say more.

Let's see. What's going on here...?

Well, I'm depressed.

1) I should be sitting in a motel in VA right now for an overnight stay on the way to Disney, but I'm not.

2) Some huge snafu with the checking account has happened and I'm about to lose my mind trying to come up with the money to fix it. I had never bounced a check in my life and now I have multiple notices coming from my bank for insufficient funds. It's humiliating and frustrating because I don't know WTF happened. Thankfully, my bank pays the bills so I don't have the recipient hitting me with charges for a bounced check, so it could be worse. My bank isn't so kind to not hit me with fees for each check they've covered for me which, of course, just makes the pit that I need to climb out of deeper. This is a full blown crisis over here. I don't have a lick of cash to even put in the account to stop the bleeding. There are still checks pending and I don't get paid until Friday. Not to mention that my mortgage is due on the 1st. The whole thing has me sick and I don't know when it'll be straightened out.

3) Still waiting to get off the weekend program at work.

4) Kevin is being difficult the past two weeks. Crying, whining, meltdowns, etc. Terrible twos? Molars? I think I can feel one coming in, so I give him Motrin and stand firm on temper tantrums. Trying to cover all the possibilities. Please let this stop soon. Gah!