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This is Bleeping Hard!

Lindsay Maddox — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 00:15:46 +0000

Warning: This entry contains naughty words. And I talk a lot about poop. Shield your innocent eyes.

I keep telling myself, “It’ll get better, it’ll get better, it WILL get better” and yet, it seems to be getting worse. My kids, and the twins especially, are SO FREAKING difficult right now. Yes, they are 2 weeks away from turning 2. Yes, I know about the “terrible twos.” But two kids terrible two-ing… no, two BOYS terrible two-ing at the same time is downright exhausting. Frustrating. Infuriating.

Mind your own bidness.

Lindsay Maddox — Wed, 30 Mar 2011 20:34:13 +0000

I hate confrontation. Any time I can avoid a potential argument or other sort of tension, I do so. For this reason, I have chosen to be a smile-and-nod kind of person as far as random strangers are concerned, because what’s the point? I’m likely never going to see them again and I won’t be able to change their minds.

Worst Parenting Decision Yet

Lindsay Maddox — Tue, 18 Jan 2011 15:48:22 +0000

Despite my terrible night’s sleep (or lack thereof), yesterday turned out okay. Clint woke up with a nasty cold and called in sick and, being the super guy he is, let me take a 1.5 hour nap in the late morning. Then, after I fed kids lunch, I ventured out to donate plasma and stop by the grocery store.

The Vicious Cycle

Lindsay Maddox — Mon, 17 Jan 2011 09:27:03 +0000

Sleep. It’s my most treasured getaway and my biggest enemy. Lately, sleep and I have been having issues. We’ve always had a tumultuous relationship, but lately it seems to be even more so.

Sometimes, I don’t like my kids.

Lindsay Maddox — Tue, 21 Dec 2010 21:28:19 +0000

It’s true.

Of course, I love them. I love them to pieces. I love every little hair on their heads, every blue fleck in their eyes, every inch of their adorable little bodies.

{Not So} Supermom

Lindsay Maddox — Tue, 02 Nov 2010 02:14:39 +0000

Today will go down as “sub-par” in the annals of my parenting. In fact, it may go down as “worse than sub-par.” It’s been that bad.

I am stressed out.

As I have mentioned before, we live in a crackerjack box of a house that we outgrew two-and-a-half kids ago. It might be counter-intuitive, but it takes a lot of work to live in a small house. One or two things out of place creates very obvious clutter. I have to be on top of organization constantly, cycling through clothes and toys, papers and other randomness that comes in our door. It takes merely hours for all of my hard work to come tumbling down on top of me (sometimes literally).

Birthday Pity Party

Lindsay Maddox — Fri, 10 Sep 2010 20:38:52 +0000

It’s so selfish and ridiculous… I know. I know! But, it is what it is, and having a 9/11 birthday is crappy.

There, I said it.

I admit, it has gotten better over the past several years. The airwaves haven’t been inundated with traumatic, soul-crushing videos of the aftermath from 9/11 attacks. When it was still fresh, even a few years after 9/11, it seemed you couldn’t escape the visuals, the reminders, everything, beginning about a week before the anniversary of that horrible day.

Not Ready.

Lindsay Maddox — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 18:30:53 +0000

This week wraps up Colby’s first soccer debut.

It has been… interesting.

I love soccer. I know Colby enjoys kicking the ball around and being with his friends, so I figured it’d be fun to sign him up. How often do kids get to be on a team where they know everyone from the get-go?

Go find yourself… puh-lease.

Lindsay Maddox — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 23:12:42 +0000

I have changed significantly in the past two years and I can almost precisely pinpoint when it occurred: about twenty pages from the end of the book Eat, Pray, Love.

I used to love Oprah. I used to fall victim to her book club, her gotta-read-it-or-your-life-will-be-unfulfilled ways.

Wasted Time

Lindsay Maddox — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 05:37:19 +0000

Motherhood and personal success aren’t mutually exclusive.

That, I fully believe.

That is not to say, however, that pursuing your passion while balancing being a mom and wife is going to be easy. As I am quickly discovering, it’s quite the opposite.