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Day 5

Day 5 of the selfie project: 365 Days of Momma

Today started extra early, and as you can see I was not too pleased about it.  Top that off with not being able to find my other shoe (and being incapable of looking for it pre-coffee) it should have been a lousy morning, but it went surprisingly well after that small initial hang-up.

 Leroy, the oldest puppy-brother who recently had surgery, had his final checkup today (at 8am… pure torture) and finally got a clean bill of health!

Momma is thrilled... Leroy just wants a munchkin.

Momma is thrilled… Leroy just wants a munchkin.




Three Things Thursday, 5/22/14

Three Things Thursday is an exercise in gratitude that began over on Nerd In The Brain, another awesome blog.  Every Thursday I highlight three things from the week that I am grateful and/or made me happy.  It is a highlight of those little extra things in life that you don’t always have time to stop and enjoy.  A celebration of life’s gravy.  Feel free to steal this idea for yourself as well 🙂


My first thing this week is Lilacs

I love the smell of Lilacs.  It is the smell of spring here in New Hampshire (Fun Fact: They are also the state flower).  These pictures are from the trees in our yard and neighborhood (One of my elderly neighbors up the street has AMAZING gardens that I am seriously jealous of).

Next up is

Mornings on the deck with Liam and the puppy brothers.  Now that the weather is a little bit nicer we have been going out to play every day.  Liam and I check on and water the flowers, Leroy suns himself, and Fenway and The Bruise get some running time in with their balls (I totally consider throwing the balls to be my arm workout for the day).  Oh yeah, and I get to sip my coffee in the sun.  Life is good.


Last up is this awesome hat:

The first thing Liam saw when we came downstairs this morning Liam immediately noticed the hat on the dog and took it off so he could wear it at breakfast (after breakfast it was then discarded to the floor because it was time to play, it is a breakfast hat not a playing hat).

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Poor Stuffed Doggy 😦

A Morning…

Every morning brings a different story at our house. With three dogs and a toddler the needs start immediately upon rising. Occasionally I am lucky and get to stretch before bouncing (stiffly flinging myself over the side of the bed and hoping to land on my feet) out of bed. Then it’s off to the races, addressing everyone’s needs for potty time and food before my own. Hoping to have time to hit the start button on the Keurig for my first precious hit of caffeine of the day.
Today started out a little different than most, but first everyone needs a little backstory.
Yesterday I brought both toddlers to the vet with me to pick up the oldest puppy brother, Leroy. Leroy has a encountered a few problems as he is beginning to enter into his geriatric years (he prefers the phrase “mature”). One of these problems is hopefully resolved now thanks to a (typically) fairly simple surgery. He has had chronic abscesses of his anal glands for a little over a month now that have not responded to antibiotic therapy. So we made the decision to have them removed. I am so happy we did this, in the long run he will be more comfortable. For now however…

Cone of shame.

Leroy has a drain in one side of his bottom because the abscess was so bad it ate away most of the tissue of the gland. He also had some polyps in that side. So, not only does Leroy have to wear the cone of shame, but he is also a furniture free pup for the next few days. At least in theory.

So this morning the pups and I woke up early because the hubs had to go to work early. No big deal, it happens occasionally and I just convince the dogs to come cuddle up in bed so they don’t wake up Liam. Once Liam is up the whole house is up. One toddler to rule them all. This morning was a little different. Leroy wasn’t allowed into the bed. So when he whined to get me to push over so he could climb up I got out of bed, fixed up his dog bed really nicely (he prefers several dog beds stacked on top of each other) and called him over. He took one look at the bed and hopped up into mine instead. Sigh. I could see the drainage on the white blanket already and visions of endless loads of laundry floated through my head. But he was already there, so I let him stay, gingerly wrapped up his butt in the already ruined comforter, and gave him the cuddle he so desperately wanted. As my husband says, the dogs all take advantage of me because they know they can, or “they know a sucker when they see one”.

I actually managed another half an hour snooze at this time before Liam woke up, a little early but not off schedule, and oddly screaming. Liam usually wakes up in a great mood and even will sometimes play with his stuffed animals for a half an hour allowing the pups and I more cuddle time (and time to spy on how very cute he is playing with his babies through the baby spy cam… Yes, it Might be a little creepy). So I went in to get him and he immediately lit up into a smile the moment he saw me. I breathed a little (short lived) sigh of relief. No big deal, he just wanted Momma. Then I picked him up and realized how very wrong I was. It was a big deal. A poop all up his back kind of big deal. A second load of laundry and a baby bath to boot.
So I juggled the toddler and the pups through a well choreographed dance of poop cleanup, potty-ing, and breakfast. Somehow manage to start the first load of laundry. And am now finally sipping at my first cup of coffee while Liam plays with a “bahlll” at my feet.

It’s a good thing they are all so cute.

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