Too much quiet isn't always a good thing

The house has been errily quiet since 7:45 tonight. Why you may ask? Us moms pray and dance to the gods for nights like this. However, when we get that rate gift we don't know what to do with it.
Little Bee went over a friends house at 4:30 to sleep over. It's 3 houses down the street. At 6 she claims to be a master overnight guest and can recount every sleepover she's had since October.
The house definitely got a bit quieter when she left because my son had no one to torment. Or so it seemed. My stepdaughter, Kay, is over this weekend so he dogged her nonstop. It's sweet for the most part but can become annoying as he follows you up to the bathroom or drapes his 80+ lb body over you while watching tv.
Grandma invited him to sleepover since grandpa is working overnight. So he headed over there before 8. This after refusing to go upstairs to use the bathroom because he was suddenly afraid of ghosts. I guess grandma had Ghost Hunters in earlier when he stopped in after hockey. We were ready to push him out the door. My patents live next door to us, so it's easy. We were longing for peace and quiet.
We chowed down on the chocolate chip cookies I made and watched Wedding Crashers. Then it just got quiet as Kay decided to go upstairs and Skype with some of her girlfriends. It's too quiet here. It is after midnight, but usually the boy is in his bedroom next to ours tossing about and mumbling. He is a very restless sleeper.
I'll have to make due with the dinging of the heating vents or I'll never go to sleep. I'm beat and tomorrow (well, actually later this morning) is a big day in our house. Little Bee is skating in her first competition. Wish her luck (and mommy 7 hrs of good sleep!).

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My little hypochondriac

"Mommy, look at this."  My daughter says pointing to a small, indistinguishable spot on her arm.  "And this too, Mom." Its a nickle size bruise on her leg.   "Oh no," I say.  "I guess we either have to go to the doctor or cut it off."  This has become our normal banter over the 6 short years she's been alive.  This is my hypochondriac daughter.  She's cute and funny, when she's not being serious.
I swear, when I hurt my shoulder last year she walked around for weeks complaining that her shoulder hurt too.  I think sometimes it's her empathetic side.  She feels deeply for those that are hurt in anyway whether it's a small or big boo boo.
Right now, she lays next to me and this is her list of complaints in a matter of minutes....
***small scratch on left foot
***a nick on her toe where the nail on the toe next to it got too close and gave it a little slice
***And her underarm on her left side is itchy (dear son had an allergic rash last week). 
I shake my head and smile.  "You'll be okay baby.  I think it's time to lay down and relax.  You're just getting sleepy."
Hoping this is one thing she'll outgrow soon.  It's gotta be tough going through life looking for tiny boo boos and thinking you're sick or got some deadly ailment.  But for now it's cute.  I rub her head, give her boo boos a kiss and tell her everything will be better in the morning.

A little about Me...the Basics

I started this blog about 9 months ago and haven't kept up with it like I should.  I love to write and once upon a time wanted to be an author or journalist.  A demanding job and family will put you on a different course.  No complaints there.  But, I did (and do) want to get back to writing for enjoyment.  I want to share my days as a wife, mother, daughter, etc.  Writing and sharing helps me get my thoughts in order and work things out.  Hopefully you will laugh, cry and commiserate with me.  I don't live a perfect life.  I am not a perfect mom, wife or daughter.  I can be selfish, argumentative, stubborn and mean. I can be blunt and don't always sugar coat things.  But, I'm also happy, supportive, funloving, and proud of who I am.  Us moms, no matter how different we are, need to stick together.  There's no actually manual to being a mother, wife or daughter....it's on the job training without combat pay.  So dive in.  There's no time like the present!

A little about the life I juggle:

1.  I'm 36 years old
2.  Married 8 yrs/together 10 yrs
3.  I have a wonderful 16 yr old stepdaughter who joined my life when she was 6.  I refer to her as SD or SD16.  She stays with us Saturday to Sunday every other week.  Sometimes we see her more and I get giddy inside when that happens.  I feel priviledged that she still comes and devasted when she can't make it. She loves her brother and sister and is an awesome big sister.  I'm proud to call her daughter!  She loves to dance, gossip, and text (ALL day long!!).
4.  My son is 8.  He's DS or DS8.  He's in 3rd grade and is constantly getting in trouble for talking and not staying focused.  He is the bain of my existance some days and I love him to pieces!  He also has minor hearing issues that we still haven't fully resolved.  He gets speech and reading help at school and an ELA tutor outside school once a week.  He's been skating since he was 5.  Playing hockey since he was 5 1/2 and goalie for 2 years.  He's a natural, many people tell them this.  I think he feels pressue from the expectations at times so I remind him to just have fun!  He loves HOCKEY, goalies and the NJ Devils.
5.  My daughter is 6.  I call her DD or DD6.  She is in 1st grade and a cute handful.  She has many friends and the boys are wrapped around her tiny finger.  She is a fast learner and I always worry she is going to surpass DS8 and it will wreck his self confidence.  She's a firecracker and will speak her mind.  I don't think I'll have to worry about her being bullied.  She has been skating since she was 5.  After a year and a half she is at Basic Level 6.  She will be in her first skating competition next month.  She loves school, homework, Webkins and Littlest Pet Shops.
6.  I have been out of work since Oct 2009.  I reinjured (original injury March 2006)  myself at my job and was told to take leave until my doctor cleared me to go back to work.  It's been an uphill battle since then.  I have pains in my neck and shoulder plus a previous back injury to boot (also on the job).  I received a notice just the other day by comp that their doctor says I am fine and should go back to work with no restrictions.  2 problems...my company released me in November and my doctors don't feel I'm ready to go back to full duty until I complete another series of PT that comp won't authorize and a work conditioning program.  So, I live in fear of what is going to happen to my income.  I've been trying to find a job since some work restrictions were lifted back in Jan 2010 and still have yet to find anything.  It's so disheartening and scary.  I live with constant fear that everything is going to tumble down around us.

***So this is a little about me and who I am.  Follow my blog to get a better insight and feel free to offer support, advice and words of encouragement.

Holiday Ice Show

My kids skated in their ice rinks annual holiday show last night.  I was so nervous for my daughter because it was her first and she tends to be shy about performing in front of people.
She got a nice surprise from my stepdaughter.  She bought her a cute little purse and a wallet and gave her some makeup to wear during the show.  Bless my SD because she is so good with the kids and my heart melted when she presented DD with these gifts.  She helped DD shower and get ready.  DS is an old pro at this so he was dressed and ready hours before hand.  It's easy when you're a hockey player.  They put on their favorite jersey, helmet and skates and their good to go.
DS skated with some of his fellow teammates to the song Shout and Bad to the Bone.  It was great! Some of it was choreographed and the rest was a mini game with Santa.  Too cute.  I loved the part at the end where they were jamming with Santa.  It had the audience laughing!
DD skated two numbers...one right after the other.  She nailed it!  I was so happy for her.  She overcame her stage fright.  She told me she wasn't really even that nervous.  Now she's looking forward to signing up to do a skating competition.  I figure, if she can get through a holiday show with a bigger audience than what the competition brings in then she's good to go. 
And....to top the night off DD lost her first tooth while we were out for pizza after the show!  Yippee!!!  That tooth has been loose for at least 6 weeks now.  One of her skating coaches told her not to loose it on the ice or the Zamboni would eat it up and then the tooth fairy would give it the money.  That made me laugh so hard!  I tell you though, it kept DD from playing with it during the show because we were so worried she would actually loose it while she was skating!  The tooth fairy was very generous since it was her first tooth and gave her $10.