11/22/2013 @ 11:29am
(Unedited, Unrevised, Rough Draft – Why? Because I am a single mother of two evil toddlers that are identical twins with everything down to pooping, except sleep schedules. Hence, I am a type A nerdy Mommy, with no “me” time, & figure no one reads my blogs anyway, or in full, so why waste the time rereading ANYTHING, I write? Ps…before I ramble about nothing…PLEASE see the note at the bottom about Facebook & my mini unrelated tangent ramble…Trying to stay SEMI-focused…
TGIF! HAH! (Sarcasm) Well, to everyone else out there! “That’s what she said;” …or I, and all single parents used to. However, when you’re a mother, and a single mother for that matter, and all the fathers and single fathers as well, Fridays versus Saturdays versus Sundays aren’t really much different, considering you don’t get to sleep in, you don’t wake up to breakfast in bed, but you do wake up to happy, grinning, running to hug you, energized, innocent babies and toddlers; who ALWAYS seem to wake up on the right side of the bed every single morning… well, most of the year.
Plus these guys are also known for waking up with every positive quality possible, even after a night when said single-parent hasn’t had much sleep because they were up with a little person post bad dream, random fevers, poopy diaper blowouts that always seem to only blowout all over not just your toddler but the sheets and the crib and the wall and the oddest places at those late hours of the night versus during the day when it just seats out of the diaper, or just because they felt like waking up and interrupting your few hours of sleep; sleep sometimes favored over great sex you once had. Hah.
Many of those mid-night interruptions, when it’s just you one-on-one with one of your children, despite exhausting to the point of reddened bloodshot eyes your annoying witty coworker will likely question your marijuana use, (you DON’T even use, because they are the idiot of the office to single parenting and somehow think a false accusation of red bloodshot eyes from lack of sleep is from smoking up before work will score them points with their boss; ANYWAYS, these late nights can be the most relaxing, happiest indescribable moments of your life that of course your little guys will never remember.
Anyways this is all posted prompt it today by a random post of the picture I was going to post on Facebook about George finding one of my stethoscopes. George found one of my stethoscopes and came upstairs to me, Zach and me doing yoga, saying he’s a Dr. Let him listen to my heart & he almost 🔴🔴nearly cried & said, “Oh No Mommy! You’re sick!” “No Georgie, it’s good to have a heartbeat.”
I figured he’s too young to tell him Mommy has listened to more dead ppl, & ppl as they croak than she (I) can count. Dr. Magoo…
Random Ramble….every Mother’s dream of her son growing up to be a doctor I think has been destroyed my healthcare…as much as I’d love him to…nurses do less school & sadly make a similar salary range, but still get to have a life & listen to more hearts than the tapping of keyboards doing charts vs drs. 90% of doctors I met along the way regretted all the years, time, money, life, marriages, relationships, friendships, and people, sometimes family, they lost on their path to becoming doctors.
Most of these doctors I have talked to over the years, have unequivocally expressed their regrets and wishes over the question, if they had to do it again. Almost all said, they definitely wouldn’t, and would either become a Nurse, Nurse Practitioner, or PA. Many ER docs and family physicians I met, and or worked with, said they felt defeated, that even working in a hospital which covered their OUTRAGEOUS insurance costs, all said they still feared the day when that one greedy person walked through the door and tried sueing them and quickly ending their short career (after 4 years of undergrad, 4 years of medical school, 4years as a resident, and then the optional most often completed time as a fellow in a fellowship ranging from 2-8years depending on the hospital before finally become a physician with no one to answer to, but your boss; totaling over 12-20years of post grade school education leaving debt greater than 2-4larger sized homes; well-known to cause nervous breakdowns) over a single lawsuit, because they couldn’t perform a miracle for the patient and patient’s family, and or missed something very minor. OBGYN’s often fear lawsuits and litigation over the sheer fact of delivering an ugly baby. Between the stress and life lost, insane hours, debt, income vs career status, being a doctor unfortunately isn’t what it once was.
All of that said whatever my children grow up today I will be happy we just grow up happy. I father always said it doesn’t matter what the man you married does as long as he does it the best of anyone. My dad said to grow up and if I married the trashmen and that made me happy just to make sure I married the best trash-man there is. Looking back, I may not be married in may still be a single mother but that still some of the best advice my father ever gave me as a child.
Note: The middle of this was originally the start of a Facebook post that prompted a ramble on healthcare and somehow led to single parenting. Then again, when you are writing, or dictating to Siri with two toddlers (currently now in time out, again), in hopes of writing and actually completing a blog without getting distracted and another random ramble blog of literally thousands gets lost in my files of blog entries. I keep convincing myself someday I am going to sit down and compile a book and or blog, much better than this one, but the between of lack of time, ADHD, Lupus, being a single mother of two toddlers, and wanting to write about multiple, COMPLETELY unrelated topics, I think we all just need to realize it’s a pipe dream. Who says we can’t dream though, right?
Have a great weekend and a safe and happy holiday over the next Krazy Thanksgiving to all of those who are likely traveling this weekend… And watch out for crazy angry holiday shoppers and people running like a stamp. Stampede of mad cows through the airport as you travel home for Thanksgiving next week… Mentioning it now for the sheer fact I sometimes go weeks without posting and then post multiple times in a day… So while I’m at it, considering this timeout won’t last forever with the boys, even though yes right now it seems as it may since they are both fighting time out as toddlers with the terrible twos and threes do… While you’re sitting on your airplane or in traffic on your smartphone reading this on your commute home over the next week… However you shouldn’t be texting or surfing and driving, but that’s your Poor life decision LOL… Please check out the sales in my mom’s art stores as always… It wouldn’t be right to post a blog without typing my mom even if we do have our random mother-daughter disagreements… Then again family wouldn’t be family without constantly butting heads which is the whole case and point definition of unconditional love… Right? 🙂
If you’re still actually reading this have a happy Thanksgiving and a safe travel to wherever that may be; considering the original focus of this blog was about health care, don’t quote me, but I THINK, I remember some statistic that either Thanksgiving or Christmas with the number one day of the year for cardiovascular events prompting late afternoon, to early evening, 911 emergency calls, and reasons for trips to the emergency room, for events such as heart attacks and strokes, post Thanksgiving gluttony. However, don’t quote me on that statistic because it’s been very long since I’ve actually practice or kept up on the cardiovascular and of health care, which yes I do regret, but it all is just what it is.
Happy 2nd Birthday to my little miracle baby, who was premature born at 27weeks, 1day, scaring me 24/7 for just over 3 months of his tedious stay in the NICU, or ICN @ HUP (intensive care nursery = ICN), however now you would never know it…so Happy birthday to my youngest baby, little Zachary, who turns 2, on Turkey Day!!! (…and apparently a few other people out there as well!!!)
(Yes the multiple “party hat,” smiley faces, because my two toddlers I couldn’t decide on JUST one for me.)
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